The Villain Daughter Enjoys Her Seventh Life as a Free-Spirited Bride in a Former Enemy Country

"... you're serious about this?

"Yes, of course"

To Arnold's inquiry, Liesche grinned and nodded.

What you two are standing in is a small training ground in the corner of the Imperial Castle. The knights who are escorting Liesche are looking at this one with a worried face.

I moved from Arnold's bedroom to the training ground because earlier, we had this interaction.

"Would you mind working with me on swordsmanship? Your Highness."

Leishe, who finished guiding the bedroom, did not do so to Arnold.

It was about three weeks ago and I thought it might have been forgotten, but he seems to have remembered.

"Speaking of which, you talked about that at a previous nightclub."

'I'm glad you remember.... me, I'm so sorry about this one. This body is weak and needs to be trained as soon as possible.'

It's only about two and a half months until the marriage ritual, and there's a pile of things to do in the meantime.

What it takes to clean it up is time and strength.

Neither strength, muscle strength, nor cardiopulmonary function extend far into my life as a knight.

Not something I would get to as soon as I started, but given what was to come, I wanted to start working out a little faster.

'I understand Your Highness is very busy, and I am not going to ask you to be firm and archaic. But I'd like you to teach me just once.'

Liesche stares into Arnold's eyes.

'Could you also tell me about the "special training methods" that His Highness Arnold and the Kingsguard knights are conducting?

'... heh'

Arnold raises the edge of his mouth to be amused.

"How did you know?

'Cause my field is near the Knights Training Ground. I saw the training landscape of each squad several times, but only the Kingsguard knight of His Highness Arnold was clearly proficient in the movement'.

It's not just when you train.

When they escort a leachet, they don't have any gaps, even if they take one of these moments of body twitching.

Not all the knights of the Garchhein Nation are.

Only Arnold's Kingsguard knights possess that exceptional skill. That way, it's obvious who the man who created the situation is.

Anyway, someone far less clear-cut than those Kingsguard knights are their masters.

"If you have established a training method, you must know it."

……

Nevertheless, it is not just for the reason that "I want to wear it as my technology".

What Liesche remembers is the sight he saw in his life a while ago.

(When he made the Garchhein National Army his enemy, His Highness Arnold was the most threatening.... but the other knights were troublesome enough opponents)

They were terribly strong.

Not just the generals of each squad, but even the lower knights on the front line, each one of them was good at their moves on the battlefield.

(Now, His Highness Arnold's Kingsguard knight just protrudes and is strong. Not all the knights of the Garchhein kingdom have that strength.)

In other words, think.

(His Royal Highness Arnold creates those tough knights in just about five years' time)

Really, it was a horrible story.

I'm sure that doesn't mean I've gathered all the talented people as knights. Given the size of the number of people, that's impossible.

(Something must have established a special training method. If so, you need to know...)

……

As Liesche stared, Arnold silenced for a while.

Perhaps he was trying to say no.

But he eventually exhaled briefly as Reeshe kept staring into those eyes, not going to give up.

'... ok'

"Huh!?

I don't expect him to snort lightly, and Liesche rounds his eyes.

What Arnold had previously agreed to was the intention of ordinary archaeology.

'Are you sure? Whatever I asked you to say, it's not about hitting military secrecy...'

"There will be no inconvenience for the Crown Prince's wife to know. - I promised you I'd do whatever you want."

I feel the sound of saying that is a little softer than usual.

I felt kind of strange, and Liesche panicked a little.

'Uh, thank you. Glad, very'

"Glad? Why?"

"Why?"

Leishe replies with the face that she has no idea.

'Cause as far as I can tell, your swordsmanship is the most beautiful and the strongest in the world'

――――……

They can teach you that, so your joy as a former knight can't even bud.

Arnold laughed after only blinking for a moment.

"Around the world, huh?"

'... but, of course, by analogy! It's just a metaphorical expression!?

I don't think I should be suspicious, and I rush to add.

Then Arnold said this in a sounding voice that mocked himself.

"To technology that will only kill humans, there will be nothing beautiful"

"… Your Highness"

"We head to the training ground first. Get dressed to move."

After that kind of interaction, it's happening now.

"Grab the restraint. One for Leishe, three for me."

"- Ha."

The Kingsguard knights ordered by Arnold begin to move after a crisp reply.

But the gaze they turned to Liesche, moving obediently, seemed terribly worrying.

When the knight returned with the crate in his arms, he offered it to his master as he bowed his head.

Arnold takes it and takes what was inside.

(... belt?

"Put this on."

Leishe honestly received what was handed to her.

It's a piece of costume with a suspender and belt in one piece.

While Arnold explains it, first, put your arms through the two belts that have become rings.

The belt, which meets the two vertically, was wrapped around the waist and fastened with a fastener.

"Turn around when you're done"

Turn your back as you are told.

Then Arnold's hand, fitted with black gloves, grabbed Leishe's left hand.

A thin belt wraps around my wrist.

I thought so, Arnold took Leishe's left hand straight to his back and fastened his waist belt and wrist belt with hardware.

"This is..."

In this state, the left hand cannot be moved.

"Special training shall be conducted with parts of the body restrained and with obstructions to limb movement"

That's what Arnold says, but he starts wearing the same restraints himself.

The difference was that Leishe was free on the right side of the arm, whereas Arnold wrapped his belt around the right side of the arm.

"Do you always train this way?

"Not necessarily. Strange habits, no ex-girlfriends."

Having finished wearing his belt in a familiar manner, Arnold took another tool from inside the box before securing his back and wrist.

Similar to a knee-jerk, but it doesn't seem to be an application as seen.

Arnold wraps it around his left knee in leather.

(... I'm trying to keep my left leg from bending)

What he then got was a black eyelid.

Arnold covered his right eye with that eyelid and tied a string in his rear hand.

Finally, the Kingsguard walks out respectfully and fastens Arnold's wrist to his waist belt.

Now Arnold has his right hand, his left foot, and his right eye is unavailable.

The leashes on the other hand, only the left hand is restrained.

"We shall meet in this state. - Sword."

A knight on Arnold's signal gave Leishe a wooden sword.

When Liesche thanked the knight, he tried to set up the received wooden sword with one hand.

"... I see"

I knew full well that my center of gravity would go crazy just because I couldn't use my left hand.

Besides that, supporting what you usually have with both hands with only one hand would strain your muscles as well.

But this doesn't seem like a simple story.

"Are you sealing the limbs to bring the conditions closer to the battlefield?

"... well. Do you understand?"

"Because if you're just doing it to build your trunk or build muscle strength, it's no reason for Your Highness to block one eye"

Leishe asks, looking at Arnold receiving a wooden sword from the knight.

"This keeps fighting when parts of your body are no longer available on the battlefield - training for that, right?

"... Ha!

Arnold laughed fun-filled and pointed the cutting edge of the wooden sword at the leachet.

"Always a big observation eye."

Unlike Liesche, it is not the hands that will set him free.

Moreover, the arm has a slightly blunter left arm than the right due to an ancient wound to the shoulder. Yet there was not even any sign of a gap.

"Not very much, but I don't think I'm a lady who doesn't know the real battlefield"

"... eh"

The strained air makes my skin feel tingling.

The Kingsguard knights lagged unconsciously. I guess my instincts as a swordsman will make them do that.

"If you get injured, your arm will stop moving. If you put your return blood in your eyes, those eyes will be useless for a while. But even in that situation, the battle continues and the enemy is imminent."

Behind Liesche's brain, the memory of a vibrant battlefield came back to life.

"I wave my sword even if my arms are cut a thousand times. Forward even if your legs are crushed. Even if both eyes are crushed, to the end, look for a way to slash into the enemy"

Arnold looks to Leishe.

"This is training for that."

That eye is very sharp.

I wonder what this heavy pressure is when you say you're covering one eye with an eye band.

"- Doing so leads to the path of survival"

Slurp and throat at the spoken word.

(... I don't think he was any match)

What Leishe knew about chivalry was a kind of aesthetic.

Even as he holds the sword and fights for his country, there is a need for temperament and beauty.

"Taking the sword with dignity, fighting shamelessly against the enemy, and at the end of the day dying for the lord" was honored.

Even Liesche, once a knight, risked his life to protect the royal family and ended up dead.

(Whatever the situation, survive ugly and scratching. - For that, kill the enemy. That's what created the knights of the Garchhein National Army)

Past leashes were turning this man against his enemies.

And depending on the fate ahead, there may be a possibility of hostility again.

Arnold laughed as Liesche grabbed the wooden sword all the way back.

"If you're supposed to meet with me, you'll have to go through basic training later. You're the opponent this time, so you're blocking only one eye, not both."

"… an honor, Your Highness"

"Don't worry, I'm not going to let my fiancée, who preceded the matrimonial rite, bear one of the injuries"

Arnold can say all that because of the overwhelming difference in strength.

Liesche thought a little and then opened his mouth.

"If I beat His Highness, can you tell me one thing I want to know?

"... what?

"Instead, if I lose, I will grant you one thing Your Highness desires"

Arnold looked surprised and then laughed to enjoy every leachet attempt.

"Fine."

"Well, thank you"

And the Kingsguard knight signals the beginning.