Magic Gems Gourmet

117 How To Spend Until Noon.

Chris' influence is enormous.

That was more than the people around him felt, Ein felt about it.

... thanks to her for helping me last night. The expression "helped" may be different, but I couldn't think of the right words.

"Huh... Sleep..."

Rarely did I stay awake until the sun rose.

But that's not only Ain, Chris and Krone do the same thing.

After last night's glimpse, Chris was on his way to Krone's room, as he put it.

Krone was up and working too, so I responded right to Chris' call, what's going on at this late hour? And at first, I was wondering.

Ein wants someone to talk to. Krone, hearing that from Chris, throws away whatever work he was doing along the way and rushes to Ain's room.

"What's wrong, Ein? Something to think about... '

"Krone! I'm so sorry for worrying you!

The moment he entered the room, Ain got up off the couch and apologized so.

I could have guessed then, that you were feeling a little better.

'Are you okay now...?

Ask him that just in case, with a troubled look, Ein replies:

'Ugh, um... I'm still in the middle of a bit of a problem. But maybe the time to twitch is over, I'm really sorry.'

Though I still didn't seem to be feeling well.

Still, I could have had a full time, as if the backwardness had disappeared.

Light food was prepared and rare and light liquor was also mouthed.

The time to talk to each other in a good mood was fast flowing and quickly becoming brighter out the window.

"Well. Today then..."

Today was a day when the school was there. But Ain was going to rest today. And then I gave Silver some time to consolidate my thoughts a little bit... that's what I was deciding.

—— Conn.

"Go ahead."

"Excuse me, Master Ain. I came with a reply from His Majesty."

"Thank you. So, Mr. Martha, what did Grandpa say?

Shortly before dawn, he asked for a message to the service he was working at that hour.

The person who tells it is Silvado. Can't you give me a day today, or I was asking you to?

The usual Ain't already time to go to school, but for that errand, I'm spending some time in my room.

"We're going to see you around lunch. As soon as we could afford it, we called for Ain."

"Okay. Let's finish our meals and stuff first."

"Would you like to enjoy it in your room?

"... No, I'm eating in the dining room today. At the cafeteria."

Martha doesn't put much attitude on her face. However, after years of friendship, I was also becoming aware of a slight change in expression.

"I haven't been in Kingsguard training in a long time. I'll move my body a little, then I'll eat, and then I'll get familiar and go to Grandpa's. You don't mind, do you?

"... I'm in awe. I'll tell you what."

"Yeah, please. I'll be downstairs as soon as I can, if you need anything."

"I understand. Please be careful not to get hurt."

I wanted to keep my head refreshed so it was easy to think.

Prince Wang waves his sword to sort out his feelings. That may not look like a clever trick at first sight. But for Ain, that must be the most effective thing.

Ain, who was aware of it, decided to spend it that way until it was time to make a promise.

"But something tells me my body is doing better than usual..."

When I grip the sky, I see my body wrapped in a little fullness.

Whether the change in mood affected the body, back to back with the spiritual side, he was in good shape in physical terms Ein.

"Mmm... Dear Ein? It's rare to see you here. Good morning."

"Good day, Mr. Lloyd. Can I join you?

"Of course I don't mind...... what happened suddenly? More than that, the school..."

Kingsguard Knight Training Station. There was a rare Lloyd there.

He is also quite busy and doesn't have much face for training. That's the same thing with Dill, and these days it's rare for Grayshire parents and children to come to the training ground.

"I wanted to talk to Grandpa, so I decided to take the day off."

"I see... is that what happened"

Lloyd, who speaks like that, has the sight of last night's sight in mind.

Ain't about to move on, Lloyd who felt that way makes one suggestion.

"If you don't mind, can I take care of you?

Ships across for Ain.

He's the one who beats me more than anyone else, and that means he's a great opponent now.

Use Lloyd to organize your head. That was too luxurious of a story, but let's just sweeten up on that generosity this time.

"Father. In this place... isn't it, Ain't it? I didn't expect to see you here... Good morning"

"Morning, Dill. Actually, we're going to be dealing with Mr. Lloyd."

Maybe Lloyd had something to do. Looks like Dill was looking for Lloyd in that evidence.

Even though Ain knows it, Lloyd will deal with it all today. That's what I said and tried to prioritize myself.

"Duh, what's wrong with you? From this hour on..."

"Kind of. I'm dying to move my body, and I'm sorry, Mr. Lloyd, can I borrow it?

"Fine or nothing... naturally. If you're such a father, be my guest."

He seemed dissatisfied with being told he was such a father, but Lloyd suppresses that feeling in front of Ain.

While he seems a little dissatisfied, he begins to look at the training wooden sword.

"Dear Ein. What shall I use my sword for?

"... then I guess I'll use this today"

"Yes, sir."

Lloyd showed some to Ain, and Ain took a sword from it.

That's a long sword, just like Ein's new partner. I chose a sword that was different in its own right from the one made by Shearton, but similar among them.

"All of a sudden, Mr. Lloyd, it's because he's tough on you, and it's okay after you deal with a few people, right?

"Naturally. As a matter of fact, there have been hard times lately when Ein's opponent has had to keep his body moving."

"What is it, Mr. Lloyd? I won't show you such a bareback habit...... then I'll call you when I'm warm, so prepare yourself a little, too, Mr. Lloyd!

Ain's hindsight then dominates and takes him to the training ground energetically. Dill looked after him wondering what was going on.

"... Dill. You deal with me."

"Ha? Uh, yeah, I don't mind, but what's the matter? Suddenly..."

"If you don't have high quality training, it might be possible."

"... that you would injure Master Ain?

That's a big problem. Dill thinks so and moves to the rush support.

If it's the usual Lloyd, he's done a little tricking, and he's been training with Ain with exquisite force. But Ain keeps growing... fast enough to leave the people around him.

"... No, you're not. Just in case I don't get hurt."

That Lloyd's voice never reached Dill's ear, who was in control.

"Then Dear Ein. It's the main battle as usual. Are you ready?

"It's all right, anytime."

If you hit the Armor, you win. Attacks on other areas are prohibited.

It's a simple rule, but judgment is pretty cynical because even if you get slapped on the armor or something like that, you lose.

"Dill, you're the judge, okay?

"Understood."

Ein and Lloyd have been moving their bodies for about a few dozen minutes.

I sweat lightly and adjust to the training of my life. And that fate was about to begin.

"Hmm... oh, that...?

"Dill. What's up?

"Yes, no nothing...... wrong heel"

Ain't supposed to be in front of you. Even so, I feel some discomfort.

I don't know what that discomfort is. But for a moment, I remembered a long journey to Euro.

"Well, I hope so. Are you ready for this?

"... it's okay. You can start anytime."

Lloyd sees Dill with a strange face.

Refreshing his mind, Dill spoke with a voice full of power that was fine.

"--… Begin!"

Ain and Lloyd. Dill, who was watching the two of them, signals in anticipation of the timing.

"Huh...!

Pack the distance at once to where Lloyd stands and Ain waves his sword big.

"That's a shame, Mr. Ein... then I'm afraid of nothing!

The usual Ein carries things a little more politely. Suddenly, we don't imitate much, but if we change the way we say it, we carry things carefully.

But Ain't always looked bold today.

"But I defended myself with both hands. You weren't surprisingly light...... Huh!

Hands, feet, shoulders, chest. Ain't changed the place to attack again and again to make a fine attack unlike earlier. When it comes to using long swords, I fall in love with their clever swordsmanship.

The surrounding knights also accidentally stopped moving and were blinded by the training of the two.

"Now what are you talking about...... Huh! But I hated it when they left me!...... why ahhh!

And rolling out is a massive blow. He waves his sword from the bottom, and it goes towards Ain.

"Eww..."

There's a big difference between Lloyd and Ain's physique. There's a weight difference, and Ein can't take a massive blow like Lloyd.

Besides, Lloyd is more powerful. That would be just a shake, but if you hit Lloyd, you can hit him hard.

"Ha ha ha! But well done. I took it! We're still going!

Fast swordsmanship for the big one. The sound of the sword cutting the sky echoes the training ground and tells the story of its harshness. Can I use a sword like that on Prince Wang? Strong and powerful attack as those around us think it is. That goes relentlessly toward Ain's body.

"Huh... Huh!

Lloyd is powerful today. He's always powerful and hectic, to say the least.

But Lloyd is even more powerful today, and he's attacking Ain more than usual.

"Hey, is that okay...?

"I just feel like it's dangerous... what's wrong with you"

Those anxious voices begin to leak from the knights who began the tour. Lloyd looks so different today that he can't help feeling that way either.

"(… does worry me. but there will be more unusual things)"

Even though Dill was a little worried, he was thinking of something different from their knights.

It's not about Lloyd, it's about Ain being attacked by that Lloyd.

"(Accepted. Even though Father is adding and subtracting, such an attack...... you wouldn't be able to take it unless it was Master Chris)"

Sometimes it seems dangerous, but Ain't been under Lloyd's attack today.

Suffering from huge physique differences, Ain continues to stand in front of Lloyd as he moves his center of gravity cleverly.

"No, no...!

That's what you saw, Dill groaned in his heart.

Lloyd started attacking us. But if you shake it any harder, it will definitely lead to injury. So that's something you can't do no matter what, and you shouldn't do it to Prince Wang.

When did Ain meet these strengths? Even Dill, who's always with me, doesn't know that.

"Mr. Lloyd. I knew Mr. Lloyd was amazing... so powerful and still can't see the bottom"

"... take it. Those words are harsh...... Huh!

Ain't out of breath wondering, just keeps taking the sword calmly. No heart or Ain's gaze, make it feel like there's no Lloyd ahead.

Lloyd has been waving his sword for awhile, so he's developing just a little shortness of breath, so the contrast between the two shows strongly and impressively.

"Dear Ein. … Are you asking for more?

Furoid gently lowered his sword. Take a distance from Ain and stare at Ain's face with a slightly worrying look.

"... if I ask you, will you show me?

"Kuk...... hahahahahaha! Dear Ein, that's a difficult story... no matter how much Ein says" please "--"

"Bye, Lloyd. Is that an order?

Pita, and the training ground air stopped. So much so that I can remember the illusion that even the air has cooled down, as if it has been frozen every hour.

"Dear Ein. You don't know what that word means, do you?

"... is that just too much on track?

I look at you like you're in trouble, but as a Lloyd, I can't stay calm inside. What Ein wants, that is, an attack on an enemy unleashed by Lloyd. Ein wants Lloyd to take a blow that's even better than his training.

What that means is that training is a little short right now. Lloyd assumes that would be the case.

"Improvement is a good thing. It's just... your passing interest will hurt you."

Sharp eyesight and powerful voice color. What a fatigue I had earlier, Lloyd, to shake my sword up and put it on my shoulder. That's when Dill realized. The sound of Lloyd's swinging sword, that's what I wanted to hear a moment late.

Am I overflowing with speed more than I can see, blinded by that phenomenon my father caused?

"I was wondering if we should keep this around today. But Mr. Ein doesn't seem to have enough input... One last bottle, I'll take it for you. Thank you very much."

Lloyd, who speaks like that, also fights a hot, burning passion in his heart. Is Ain't standing in front of you really Ain't you who you know?

I know I'm starting to spiritually peel off. But is that all you can do to make it look so different? I can't find the answer to thinking or thinking about it. But I can understand that Ain in front of me is stronger than usual.

"One?

"Yep, it's one. Dear Ein, let me take that from the front and give it to you. … so please don't hesitate to come towards one thing."

"... thank you, Mr. Lloyd"

Check the grip of the sword many times, Ain gently bareback. That appearance was arguably the strangest thing of the day, but the sound of that bare gesture changed as I continued to wave it one by one.

The first wave was the usual Ain. The second swing added a little sound to it. For a third time more, Lloyd during training... approaches the kind of sound he plays.

And it was the fourth time.... to Dill and Lloyd's eyes, Ain't bare like Lloyd earlier, the sound seemed to be delayed for a moment.

I have no idea what this phenomenon is. Just repeat the bare gesture, is that something that grows just about a few times?

On the contrary, this is not the word growth, but rather the word evolution does not seem worthy.

I never got my fifth bare gesture at last. But if there were a fifth time, what realm would it enter? The more I look forward to that, the stronger Lloyd's heart starts to jump.

"Come on Ein... go ahead and do whatever you want"

When will it be the first time I have sweated on my neck muscles due to tension? Looking at Ain now, it's not like fear, but it forces me to be nervous.

Hand sweat was also more than usual, and the grip of the sword was confirmed several degrees. If you think you've found a firm grip, you're immediately struck by anxiety as if you misbuttoned it.

—— Sooo...... hah......

It pumps fresh air through your nose and circles it all over your body.

You start to feel a lot of blood pouring into your arms so that every single cell starts to activate.

Ain, standing in the front on the other hand, just stood with a relaxed face, not caring about Lloyd's nervousness.

If you think you've turned your neck gently, you can flex and see well that you're in good physical shape.

Now it was a matter of even being questioned which one lent his chest on the scale.

"I'll be there, Mr. Lloyd."

"... yeah, go ahead and get it done"

Hold the sword in your right hand and lower it diagonally as if to weaken it. And slowly, step by step, he proceeded to crease the ground...... Ain't coming towards Lloyd one by one.

Gradually, the sword in your hand begins to face upwards, and motion begins to wave down to the existence ahead. But only loosely, and with such weakness that there is no wasted power in it, it begins to approach with a unique rhythm.

The last few steps were inconspicuous speeds for my eyes. It was Lloyd I was chasing with my eyes, but I couldn't help but look at him for a moment. Keep your center of gravity low and take a defensive stance to match the sword Ein began to wield.

"Dear Ain... Huh!?

The appearance of Ain was an overflowing motion of ready-to-see for Dill.

It reminds me of what it is. It's time to go home from Euro. The red fox wooden carved figurine...... a swing of Durahan that reacted to it, it only seemed exactly two melons from how it worked then.

"Knock... nooooo!

Finally, the sword swept down reaches Lloyd's defense, which rests directly in front of him. It was a front-cut bump, but around Ain, a shock occurs as if something had exploded.

And after that moment, a great deal of anger goes into that area... like metal being ripped apart, if you like. Such a shocking sound sounded.

—— Lloyd, who can be retracted from where he was standing, over a few steps.

Underneath that garment, the more blood vessels float in the lower body, the stronger it is, the more desperate it is to endure. From the back of the foot to the flatulence (calf) and through the knees to the thighs. And from his slightly open legs, the power of the earth rushes up toward his hips.

But how about we retreat because of the shock that Ain does, without even having power over the earth?

This was the first time I've ever had these shocks, Lloyd. I get a lot of confusion in my mind, but I don't put my body on the ground, even if it's mean.

"... I'm sure this is all I can do right now"

The shock was finally over. It was less than a few seconds, but I didn't think the Lloyd I took was just a few seconds.

"But I'm sorry. I think I broke my training sword."

Then Ain said he broke his sword.

But from Lloyd's and Dill's, the sword is there as usual.

—— but......

"A, Master Ain? It doesn't look like it's broken..."

There must have been something else to ask. What the hell is that? Is your body okay? … There were many questions, but Dill asks about them.

Then it was just a matter of time. When Ain lowered his sword gently and said 'It's broken' again.

As if the dead leaves were scattered, Ain's sword melted away one by one.

"Dill."

"Ha, yes......!

"I'm sorry, can I ask you to clean it up? My grandfather is giving me time after this, so I have a meal, but I have a good sense of self.... I'm sorry I did this, can I leave it to you?

"Oh, yeah... of course. But... Huh!

I wanted you to explain what the earlier one was. But Ain looks satisfied and sweats on his forehead as if he lowered his drink.

... Seeing Ain't like that makes me hesitate to open my mouth any more somehow.

"I'm sorry, I'll leave that to you.... Thank you too Lloyd, I feel a little better thanks to you"

"Heh, heh... that's more than anything,"

My son Dill understands. Lloyd said he was smiling to withstand something.

I put up with something and felt compelled to laugh. Dill doesn't care what the hell happened to Lloyd.

"Then I'll have lunch in the dining room, and then I'll come to Grandpa in person.... I'll see you later!

Ain't running away saying that. Such Ain't turned around and walked away from this place with a satisfying grin and a few drops of sweat.

"Chi, Father Up......!? What the hell..."

Dill made sure Ain was leaving and hurried to Lloyd's.

Lloyd then sat down on his left shoulder, while sweating all over his face to mouth like this.

"... I'm sorry, Dill. Will you give me a break from my work today?"

"Suddenly on holiday etc... what the hell is wrong with you!

Phew, phew... and look at Lloyd repeating his short breath, Dill asks for the sincerity of the word.

"And I'm sorry. I need another favor."

In response to Dill's words, Lloyd immediately complains of his request. Dill got a little carried away by Lloyd, who was so forceful.

"Excuse me, will you take me to Lord Bhara..."

"At Lord Barra's, is it?

A rare talent brought in by Ain. Take me to Burra, who has healing power, why would I do that? and Dill wonders.

"My left shoulder is broken... no, my bones could be crushed... I'm sorry, but I want to treat you early."