I'm the Evil Lord of an Intergalactic Empire!

Chapter 18: Training, Start!

Chapter 18: Training, Start!

The day I was supposed to leave my territory to begin my training had arrived.

A six-hundred meter dreadnought-class battleship was prepped and ready for my departure at the spaceport.

When I looked at it- I couldnt help but be dissatisfied.

No, I want to use my flagship-class battleship here.

A flagship-class battleship over a thousand meters long will stand out just from its size.

Even though I had bought three of them, thered be no point if they were never used.

Amagi rejected my opinion,

The training of the crew hasnt been completed. In addition to that, its been judged that the dreadnought-class battleships are the ideal size to use for the spaceport owned by the Razel viscount house. In any case, if we send out more ships than this, well be perceived as a threat.

The fleet prepared for my departure consisted of three-hundred ships.

As a count, I wondered if this was fine but I understood that I wouldnt really want a large fleet knocking at my door either.

I want to increase the number to show off my power.

Dont stir up trouble with the people whore going to take care of you. Master, its time to leave.

The surroundings were full of people who had come to see me off.

Officials, soldiers, housekeepers Brian was there too, crying like usual.

Lord Liam, I hope you grow quite splendidly.

He always seemed to be crying for one reason or another, but I was only going to be gone for three years.

From a personal opinion, I actually quite doubted Id grow that much as an individual.

Afterall, this was just training in name only. I was going to pampered while living in luxury.

Ill try to meet your expectations Brian.

Lord Liam!

Brian was crying out my name, but I ignored him and turned to Amagi,

Ill leave things to you for now.

Amagi smiled,

Understood.

The residence of the Razel family.

The servants had lined up to welcome Peter, of the Peetak house.

His pink hair was set quite flashy, and his skin was a wheat-like tan.

He didnt look like the heir of a high-noble.

His body was thin and he didnt seem to have had much training.

Heh~ so this is the mansion Ill be staying at? Quite impressive for a viscount.

With his slow and informal tone, he sounded like he was looking down on Randolph.

Randolf could feel his temper rising,

(He seems a bit stupid, but I need to endure this for our future contacts. This is all for the glory of the Razel house.)

Randolph hid his true feelings and answered Peter with a smile,

Im glad its to your liking. Were throwing a party to celebrate your arrival, it mustve been a tiring trip, so I hope you can join us and take a break.

Understood, then Ill allow you to guide me to my quarters.

Randolph didnt falter at Peters attitude.

The reason was because of the mountain of offerings his parents had sent over.

When compared with the amount sent over, an attitude of this degree was still permissible.

Thats right, Im also thinking of having my daughter be your personal guide from tomorrow on.

His daughter was to be Peters guide- this was all for the sake of the twos marriage.

Even though he didnt see any value in Peters himself, hed still like to establish a relationship with the Peetak family.

Therefore, he decided to give his daughter over as a bride.

One of the benefits of accepting noble children as a place to study at was the ability to easily find potential fiances.

People would come to make a connection under the pretense of training.

Therefore, marriage talks and the like could be smoothly finished in no time.

Peter responded after hearing this,

The viscounts daughter? Is she beautiful?

-he didnt seem to understand.

But Randolph laughed and forgave him,

(A man of this level will be easy for my daughter to manipulate.)

This person was trash, but his family was something he wanted a connection to.

Thats what Randolph thought.

The residence of the Razel house was wide.

Compared to my mansion, it was a little narrow, but it was still pretty large.

After arriving at the spaceport, I came to the residence with the other noble children.

Knights of the viscount house had acted as our guides.

Even though they had the corresponding position, they didnt seem to be official imperial knights.

These will be your living quarters from today onwards.

They had lead us over to double-rooms.

Everyone was yelling out Impossible!, but the knights ignored them.

You arent guests, youre here to train. As such you will follow our policies.

They were relatively clean rooms, but they didnt seem to be enough to satisfy the noble children.

What did I think?

-The room I lived in during my previous lifes death was definitely worse than this.

I thought they were just going to pamper us, but it looks like theyre going to take the training seriously.

The knight raised his voice,

Leave your luggage here, change your clothes and start running laps! Go!

When I entered my room to deposit my luggage, there was a man from a baron house named [Kurt Sera Exner] who was assigned to be my roommate.

whew, I win. My house was of a higher rank than his.

The knight started yelling as I thought of such things,

Hurry it up!

One of the noble children started yelling back in retaliation,

Dont think you can get away with this, youre just a lowly knight. Dont you know who I am? Im the second son of the-

Who the hell cares?! This is Viscount Razels territory! Your house doesnt matter!

The child who resisted was beaten, and the other children who witnessed it suddenly began to move in earnest.

Naturally, I changed my clothes and proceeded to the training grounds.

I will re-train the values of those of you whore still clinging to your houses names!

The knights enthusiasm was in full swing.

-it looks like there was no luxurious life waiting for me in the Razel house.

Damn it, dont you think that this was different from what we were told?

As I complained, I couldnt help but notice the my roommate actually had quite the nice face.

He had blonde, bob-cut hair.

His eyes were purple and his other features had an effeminate beauty to them.

At an extent, his face was flawless.

this kind of upset me.

The knight was outside our dormitory, standing in front of the buildings garden, which to us had become our new training ground to do laps.

First well build up your stamina with daily runs! You hear me?! From now on, well be doing this every morning!

Amagi, Brian, why did the two of you choose this place for me to study at?

The training life I had imagined had disappeared on the very first day.

A week had passed since the most recent set of noble children had arrived.

Randolf had gathered the knights in charge of education, and listened to their evaluation of this years batch of children.

The lowest ratings were given to of course- Peter.

Lord Randolph, make sure to keep an eye on him. He takes naps during class because hes been playing around with women in his chambers every night until morning.

Peter was taking classes together with the other noble children that the viscount wanted to make connections with.

Their training regimen was separate from Liams.

Yes, Ill look into it.

However, because he already considered him a fool, Randolph didnt really care.

He didnt have any expectations for Peter as an individual.

And what about the other children we accepted?

The knight who was in charge of Liam reported,

I had to use a little force on the first day, but since then theyve quieted down. Theres always a variation in personal education from house-to-house, but we should be ready for a full-fledged education within a year.

Randolph lowered his voice into a whisper,

Are there any children in particular that stand out?

First, theres Kurt of the Exner house. The talent and personality of this individual is quite admirable. Then theres Liam of the Banfield house. Hes quite interesting.

Randolph replied,

The Banfield house, really?

Randolph remembered that the Banfields had sent one of their sons.

They were an impudent house that sent over an entire fleet consisting of three-thousand ships, pushing all the labor and maintenance costs onto his viscount house.

The quality of the ships werent even that good, and the skill level of the private militarys crew was poor.

There was nothing to see there.

(On the other hand the Peetak house seems to have procured the latest models of ships. As I thought, the Peetak house truly was the correct choice to associate with.)

The Peetak house brought a fleet consisting of three hundred ships.

However, immediately after dropping Peter off, they quickly returned to their territory to not burden Randolph with the costs of supplies and maintenance.

Their quick response time and level of skill quite impressed him.

They were supposed to be a nobles private forces, but many of them were only trained to be at the same level as pirates.

Under such circumstances, Randolph couldnt help but admire the Peetak familys forces, which had both quality and skill comparable to the imperial army.

That, compared to the other two who were studying at the Razel house

I see, educate them both strictly.

Understood!

Randolph didnt expect much from those the knights had to teach.

The only important one was Peter.

-As a side note, although the fleet of three-hundred ships belonged to the Banfield house, the viscount misunderstood them to be of the Peetak house.

Three months had passed since I had started my training.

Hmm? This is unexpectedly easy.

Everyday, I was living the life of physical exercise, taking lessons, and doing servant work from morning to night.

But I noticed.

it was very easy.

There was no need to process electronic documents in an office, and there was no need to deal with troublesome individuals.

The exercises they put us through werent even that hard.

Masters One-Flash training was more difficult.

The days morning exercise was finished so I started having breakfast in the cafeteria while chatting with my upperclassmen.

This training period was supposed to last three years.

I was able to meet up with other noble children taken into the Viscount family, and was able to build a nice senior-junior relationship with them.

Did you hear? Apparently the rich people are going to have another party today.

The third years are the ones setting it up.

Theyre also the ones whore going to be serving them.

The first years did chores, while the second years would start their full-fledged education.

As third years, theyd get to participate in parties held in the viscount house.

However, they werent participating as invited guests.

Hey Liam, isnt that your roommate?

Turning towards the corner of the cafeteria, I could see Kurt eating alone.

I didnt really like that attitude he took that seemed to say he was different from everyone else.

I dont really talk to him.

As I said so, the upperclassmen resumed their talk,

Isnt he the heir to a baron house? Man, that must be nice~

You guys, watch your words. What if he decides to take revenge after he inherits his title? Be careful.

Nah, hed probably be too busy with work.

It looks like the upperclassmen have their own struggles to deal with.

Kurt left the cafeteria immediately after he finished his meal.

Training Grounds.

The knight instructor was yelling at us like usual.

Even though he was an athlete, wasnt he too hot-headed?

From now on well be training in pairs! This is the time to show off your specialties!

As nobles, we were required to know martial arts.

Because of that, everyone had something that they could consider their specialty.

Naturally- I chose a wooden sword to be my weapon.

Surprisingly, it was Kurt who asked if I could be his partner.

The wooden sword he chose was in the style of a double-edged western sword.

The stance he took was quite dignified.

Kurt turned his gaze towards me.

-Im not good at holding back, so Ill apologise beforehand.

When he told me that, I-

The hell, are you looking down on me? Im a One-Flash users license holder.

Kurt tilted his head,

The One-Flash? Ive never heard of that style before. Is it a minor school?

I could feel my right-hands grip on my wooden sword tighten.

When the knight gave the signal, noble children everywhere began their matches around the field.

I tried to beat Kurt as the knight watched over our match.

-?!

this guy was somehow able to receive my blow.

I was stunned for a moment after he somehow blocked my attack, but I quickly took my distance.

Damnit! If I make a mistake and seriously attack him, I might turn him into mince-meat.

But hes not the kind of person who I can beat with pure speed.

Kurt held his sword at the ready and silently continued to stare at me.

-I could tell, he was strong.

Kurts mind was kicked into high gear.

(This guy is strong.)

After facing Liam, this conviction was only strengthened.

There were expectations for Liam to have a bit of strength, but this was beyond belief.

(I thought it was just some minor swordsmanship style, but what was that last attack? I feel like there was something similar to it in the other schools)

Kurt Sera Exner was the heir to the Exner house.

The Exner house was gossiped about as an upstart, but its lord, the Baron- was a knight strong enough to be called a master swordsman.

He was strong enough to protect his territory as his lands one and only knight.

Naturally, as his heir Kurt was then tempered from a young age.

With training akin to surviving on a live battlefield.

Kurt, who had already obtained the license to a famous swordsmanship school and was trained by a master, was sick and tired of this easy-going and warm environment.

Half a year had already been spent wondering if this was actually training or not.

But-

was that the secret technique of your minor school?

Liam answered back,

Were called the One-Flash. Remember that.

Oh, I doubt Ill ever forget.

Liam started to smile.

Seeing his stance, Kurt started sweating.

(If I dont do this right, Ill be taken out with one blow.)

Kurts heart was beating like crazy.

Like, before they even noticed, the tension between the two had skyrocketed, that was the kind of game they were playing.

To not miss even a single one of Liams movements, Kurt didnt even blink.

(Where are you going to strike at? No, I dont even think your sword can reach me.)

The two of them were still reading out the other without moving.

Liam let out a breath,

Then-

Stop goofing off!

The knights who were in charge of the lessons whacked both of them on the heads with their fists.