The Latest Game Is Too Amazing

Around the dim dawn, when the sun is still rising, Irene wakes up and gets herself ready.

Unlike the samurai clothes, he changed to a moveable shirt with shorts and ruffled appearance.

To practice routine swordsmanship.

Short-cut red hair combined with a puppet-like, exquisite and sharp look, reminiscent of a brilliant male knight, but with a slightly swollen chest and balanced limbs, as well as a leg-like aesthetic that fascinated what even same-sex sees.

When I was swordsmanship, I didn't always care about it in this outfit - I didn't have time to care - but when I used to see and lick around this figure by my noble brother, I felt physiological aversion to boulders, and since then I have been practicing at as discreet a time as possible.

Fortunately, the aristocrats are still asleep in the early morning, so they will not be able to see much more of the samurai or the guards of the night shift who are busy preparing for the morning.

Even though it is early summer, I still feel cool, limp and even chilly in the early morning.

When I went out into the usual square, I ran in lightly and finished my prep exercises, and I held a training spike sword.

At first, it pays slowly as if to see the lines in the air, repeating a series of actions such as poking, slashing, putting back, and erecting.

It gradually increases its speed as if it were dancing in the rhythm.

She thinks in such a speed that she can't already see through in amateurs.

I'm still in good shape...

I don't think I've been able to think about it myself lately.

Has the battle against the demons peeled you off?

Since I haven't worked with anyone since I came to this school, I don't know how strong I have become, but I wonder if the sharpness of the sword flash is still increasing.

When I was delayed in thinking that someone was the right person, a rash appeared on my sword.

He stops moving once, grabs the sword again, and tries to start over from scratch, but he wants to try what he thinks and moves under the tree to kick the tree.

A few tree leaves shake wide and fall down around her.

Set a target on one of them and release the thrust three times.

When I picked up the fallen leaves, all the holes in the leaves that were supposed to be three were connected and followed one big hole.

"……… Ha."

It's like a curvy move I saw once, but apparently I was able to do it at some point.

I couldn't believe it myself. I couldn't help but notice a cramped laugh.

When she finishes her workouts, cleanses herself and puts herself through her samurai clothes, she visits her room to wake Alexia.

Aleksia used to have a lot of trouble waking up weak in the morning to miss reading late at night.

Knock and call in.

"Dear Alexia, excuse me."

"Irene."

The Lord is already awake, sitting in front of the mirror table in Negrije and throwing his anxious gaze at Irene.

I woke up, my hair was disturbed, and Negrije was wearing a broken suit because she moved in a hurry.

It is a common sight here these days.

"Well, my hair doesn't get wrapped up. Oh, I don't know why."

"Dear Alexia, please calm down. I'll comb your hair."

Taking the brush out of Alexia's hand and putting it through the Lord's hair, saying that even if she was in such a hurry, she would not be able to wrap anything around her.

I didn't like to wake up. Although the Lord has had less time to wake himself up and get up, in fact the morning support is in a more handy situation.

I never cared about my taste at first. Alexia only gave herself to Irene at a minimum.

Since he had complained bitterly about souring his mouth and caring about makeup and body preferences, it was not to be pleased that he had finally become concerned.

But given the history, it was complicated.

Knitting her hair and replacing it with student clothes, Alexia asks Irene with a voice that seems to disappear.

"Irene, isn't there anything wrong?

Alexia's eyes are shaking anxiously as she looks up at Irene as she glances over the mirror.

"How many times have you asked? It's all right, Alexia is beautiful as long as you feel better."

"Really?"

The look back on the face of the Lord can only be seen in the expression of a girl of her age.

It was usually the Lord who rarely put his expression on the table, but it is every day of discovery whether such expression can also be made.

"Yeah, it's true. Or can't you believe what Irene said?"

"Yes, no, that's not what I meant."

"If you care too much, please make yourself comfortable."

"Irene is mean today."

Alexia dyed her face red with shame and her cheeks swelled to Irene's groaning voice.

The obstinate Lord Irene returned with a smile.

When Alexia goes to the dining room to pick up breakfast, she always meets with the noble children who slap Alexia's pussy just near the entrance and calls out to her, perhaps even with the intention of saying one of her disgusts.

"Oh dear Alexia, it's been a long time. I've been worried because I haven't seen you lately."

Irene opens up to a girl with a nasty grin, but Alexia smiles back.

"Yes, I am continuing my extracurricular training, so I was unable to attend the middle lecture."

"Well, that's right."

"That's pathetic. But with Alexia's strength, you'll be able to finish your extracurricular training immediately."

They still think that Alexia has not completed the extracurricular training assignment and is stumbling upon it.

Unfortunately, more than they can imagine, Alexia has already completed her internship assignments, but rather continues to be actively questioned almost every day.

In terms of grades, they won't be able to compare with Alexia today, who just completed the assignment.

And strength again.

It is the truth that Alexia, who also had difficulty dealing with teachers, is half silent because she is energetic about extracurricular internships.

They saw Alexia one step down. It was ironic, but Alexia never cared. Thank you. She left the scene.

Because she was in such a good mood that she did not care about what they said.

Her laughter, which was not lacking in the back that she showed at that time, caused the children of the aristocracy to lose their venom and simply drop them off.

When Alexia finishes breakfast, Alexia goes to the school library to study for herself.

In the meantime, Irene takes a different course of action to keep Alexia out of the way.

Finish breakfast late, clean Alexia's room, do laundry, etc.

Because there are samurai hired by the school, most noble samurai leave it to them, but with a small workload and serious work, she always does it alone.

After that, the time for extracurricular internships is near, so I head to the library to get Alexia.

Alexia usually concentrates on reading books in the library, but lately she has been restless and refreshed when the time approaches.

Talk to the Lord with a bitter smile.

"Dear Alexia, I apologize for your busy business. It's time for an extracurricular internship."

"Okay, I'll be right there"

Slightly dressed in Irene's words, Alexia replies and tries to return to her room quickly.

Irene blew out unexpectedly because of the excessive speed of action.

Visiting Adventurer Guild, the meeting place, Alexia frequently lost sight of Kyorokyoro.

And Alexia finds him and has a full smile.

Seeing that, I feel like this is what a blossoming smile is about, Irene.

And then I noticed them, and I raised my hand gently, Kaios.

In the end, their relationship with Kaios continues even after finishing the extracurricular internship assignment.

"Doctor, thank you for waiting."

"Sorry I'm late."

"No, I just got here."

Alexia has called Kaios a teacher since then.

I told Kaios to quit shy (although the first time he panicked was enough for Irene to laugh) and Alexia kept calling me that because she kept trying so hard to say no.

The master of the Lord made Irene pay tribute to Kaios, but he didn't like Kaios and called Alexia back.

If you look at something you don't know about, it will look like a strange relationship because your squire is disrespectful to the Lord's master.

They go on a quick quest.

Alexia often talks amicably with Kaios on the road.

If those who knew nothing saw this sight, they would think they were having a sweet and sour temp, but now they were slightly different.

"It seems that when the evil gods sealed it, people and gods joined forces to seal it. The battle to seal seemed harsh and had to be sealed for every person and god who was on the spot. He says the evil god was divided into flesh and soul, which are vessels, and sealed."

"I see you've been divided into flesh and soul. Where was it sealed?"

"The flesh is in the temple north of this earth, and the soul is sealed in the other world,"

Alexia is curious about Kaios, who tells stories she's never heard of in Irene, and she shivers her eyes and prompts her to ask questions and talk.

Today I was exuberant about the inheritance of evil gods.

What a colorless conversation young men and women have.

While considering such a relationship unfavourable from his position as an aristocratic samurai, even Irene, however neglectful of love, was surprised to think of Alexia in the morning.

But if you think about it, Alexia spent half her life learning every day.

I have never been as fashionable or entertained as other children, and when it comes to topics, I can only talk about the tough stories I got from books such as magical relationships and history.

There are many stories in Irene that you can't understand even if you can listen to them, and in that sense, Kaios was a valuable thing for Alexia to talk about.

The demonic crusade quest turned into a harsh object after finally making no difference in each other's power and Irene began to participate as well.

The demonic crusade with Kaios ends with a word of anomaly.

Instead of hunting demons at the minimum necessary in the quest, it seemed like the goal was to defeat a lot of enemies anyway to the extent that they would never lose if they fought one-on-one.

For this reason, if we don't play each other's role as a party, it's a big burden on the others that there are only three of us.

Her role is to leverage speed to draw the enemy's attention and create gaps.

Alexia sleeps and paralyzes her enemies, limiting the number of enemies she strikes and destroying them all.

Alexia's magic is now something the party won't let her fight for, and she gives herself a very full look at knowing it.

Until the other day, they made fun of me for not being talented.

Doing that for three or four hours and breaking up with Kaios in the Adventurer's Guild is becoming a routine.

On second thought, the presence of Caios is very great for Alexia.

She has never been but a wingless flying bird.

The unmistakable wings of her are Kaios.

That's why it's not strange that the presence of Kaios, who saved herself, takes up a lot of her heart.

It's also a fact that I want to keep an eye on it as a squire to see how far the bird that starts winging flies.

But if Caesar's presence is a bird of comparison for her...

"Dear Alexia, what is Kaios like for Alexia?

Returning to Alexia's room at the school, Irene asked Alexia.

"The teacher, right. He is a trustworthy teacher and depends on him - is he like your brother?"

Am I not aware if that is love because she is a young woman who has lost her family's love?

From Irene's point of view it is probably.............

I will never be associated with a Kaios who is nothing more than a civilian than a daughter of the Count family.

If she notices that pale thought, she will surely someday realize it and be sad.

She should have advised Alexia to stay away from Kaios to stop it.

But it's like having bird wings that have now begun to flap the sky.

If we lose Kaios, Alexia will stop that step.

If you think of Alexia, who has been in a difficult situation for many years, Irene could not make a decision.

He even wants this gentle time to last even temporarily, if possible.

I also believe that if the Lord is about to be taken by the noble children of the elephant who did not lend a hand during the hard times, Caios would still be better able to learn about the crowd.

Still, I can't erase my jealousy of him.

(What the hell am I supposed to do...)

The worry of the red-haired samurai remains unclear.