8 – Guardian Knight – (2)

“I was in the hospital room, and I must have seen you talking to a blonde woman kindly? Really?”

“Uh, that… wasn’t it an attendant?”

“Absolutely not. The clothes I wore were for the purpose of making me flutter.”

“Huh, how can you whimper?”

Melina spat out words with a rapid-fire cannon, like an eagle capturing its prey. It was a fresh shock to Lyncia, who had just turned 15.

Lord Fried flirting with a woman.

To be honest, it didn’t matter anyway.

It didn’t matter anyway, but… … .

“Your face was pretty.”

“I’m not really curious about that.”

“I had huge breasts.”

“I’m not really curious about that either.”

“That woman touched Sir Fried’s bare chest.”

“……does not matter.”

Lynchia turned her head and answered.

I heard that all adult males of that age group, especially knights whom everyone envyed, would have at least several women with them.

It was like that in a book I liked to read.

That’s why Lyncia wasn’t in a position to care about who Fried was hanging out with.

But deep down she felt that she had been betrayed.

After worrying so much about the man’s health for four days and nights, he didn’t seem to care.

It was no wonder, considering her age, that she felt that her efforts had been betrayed.

“And Princess, this is the information I obtained through my own efforts.”

Melina sneaked up to Lyncia and continued talking with her voice as low as possible.

“A knight named Fried Iscobal has a very bad reputation in the Guard.”

“You have a bad reputation? Sir Fried?”

Seeing Melina nod her head vigorously, Lynthia frowned.

“From what I’ve heard, they say that his personality is the devil itself. He brutally assaults younger knights of the Guards in the name of training, and flirts with women who help out. It’s a story that only goes around in the Guards, but there have already been several testimonies. .”

“uh…….”

“Is that all? They say they deserted outside the imperial palace in the evening and came back drunk and made a fuss. They say that they brought a woman to the inn and were caught.”

“Uh…”

Lyncia panicked because she couldn’t keep up with the story.

The appearance of Fried that he saw was not the article itself, although his words and actions were somewhat bizarre. Of course, he was a bit eccentric and had a bit of a cruel side to him, but he didn’t look like a bad person like he did in the story.

“Ha, but the Sir Fried I saw.”

“Originally, poisonous snakes hide their fangs.”

He gasped and breath passed over Lyncia’s neck.

Seeing that, Melina smiled broadly and nailed it.

“You know that some sort of title is given to guardian knights, right? Like Lautrek the Spirit Knight and Oswald the Giant. What is Sir Fried called by?”

Melina slightly bowed her head and whispered.

“It’s a fighting dog, a fighting dog. Some people call it a mad dog.”

Lyncia couldn’t say anything more.

*

“So I’m called a fighting dog?”

I was dumbfounded and asked.

“Yep!”

The frail soldier in front of me shook his head frantically up and down with an expression as if he would cry at any moment.

“I’m going crazy, really.”

I straightened my back and looked at the soldier in front of me.

The soldier seemed embarrassed by this situation where he was suddenly dragged out by the knight and interrogated. His brown hair swayed and his eyes quivered in response.

Of course, it’s embarrassing for me too.

“……Well, since I told you the truth, can I go now?”

“no.”

“…”

I clutched my brittle head and sighed for the ground to disappear.

Fried’s behavior, which he had heard roughly, was a complete mess.

To think that Fried, who was seen as a loyal knight in the game, was such a bad kid.

This place where I was was the guard building inside the imperial palace.

When she left the hospital room and went to the imperial palace office, she was rejected because the ministers were in an emergency meeting. In the first place, it seemed that Lincia was quarantined high in the spire, so she couldn’t even approach.

The outside of the palace was in the middle of recovering from the damage caused by the explosion, so there was nowhere to put one’s feet.

In the end, the only place I could have been was the guards quarters, but even this was quiet, probably because there were many casualties from the last terror attack.

In the end, while I was sitting at the parade ground without even trying out new systems such as status and survival points, I brought in a guy who seemed to be a soldier from the Royal Guard and asked about Fried.

It was because I was curious about Millia’s attitude toward me.

And the result is this situation now.

“Milia had reason to despise me.”

From this guy’s words, it seems that Fried has been harassing Milia as well.

When I asked how he took on the important role of a guardian knight despite his bad behavior, he seemed to have covered everything with one skill. In fact, Fried’s power level in the game was the strongest among the Guardian Knights.

Various aspects of the characters that are not shown in the game.

Each one was a shocking twist that made me want to cover my eyes.

“To be despised by your colleagues.”

Somehow, as soon as I returned to the Royal Guard building, I felt my eyes sting.

I had guessed that there was no soldier asking how I was doing, but I didn’t expect it to be like this.

[Act 1 – Council of Elders]

> D – 7

In any case, peace was only a week away. When the first act begins, various threats will come, and casualties will inevitably occur in the process.

For the flawless ending I wanted, harmony among the knights of the Guard was indispensable. However, with such a bad reputation, it was clear that he would have trouble from the start.

After organizing my thoughts, I turned my eyes to the soldier.

The soldier, who was rolling his eyes eagerly, trembled when he met my eyes.

“Hey you.”

“Yep!”

“What’s your name?”

The soldier looked like he was going to cry any moment.

weird. For some reason, I think I’ve seen this expression somewhere.

“This is Cora.”

remembered This was the expression he made when he was looking for a new recruit who had just arrived.

Of course, I had no intention of bothering Cora in particular.

“Okay, Cora. I have a favor for you.”

“……Uh, yes?”

“It’s not a very big request.”

I gave my gaze to one side of the parade ground.

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Dozens of wooden swords were piled up on the arms shelf. It must be used for training of the guardsmen.

I took out two swords from there. He threw one at Cora’s feet.

“Pick it up.”

“…Hey, this.”

“Listen to the sword.”

At that, Cora put on a contorted expression, as if she were about to burst into tears.

It’s not really bothering you is it?

The reason I threw the sword was to learn swordsmanship.

Anyway, the issue of reputation was not something that could be solved right away. If I say bullsh*t, “I’m actually a spirit possessed from another world,” I’m certain that I’ll be pointed out as the leader of the church and burned at the stake.

Even meeting Lyncia is impossible while she is quarantined.

So for the rest of the week, it was best to do what you can do right now step by step.

There was a fact that I learned while fighting Slaine. Compared to the hardware I possessed called Fried, the software called me was too low.

Of course, I don’t think that a knight like Fried will catch up overnight to the level he has built over a dozen years of painstaking work. However, if you learn the basics, shouldn’t you be killed or eaten later when you encounter a strong enemy?

If you were a soldier of the Royal Guard, you probably wouldn’t be able to use a sword. Rather, I’ll handle it better than I am now. I could see that it wasn’t bad as an opponent for map sparring.

“Hey, I was wrong. So please.”

“…”

I couldn’t help but keep my mouth shut as I watched Cora go on desperately saying, “I don’t like being sick.”

It seemed that it would take a considerable amount of time to clear up the misunderstanding.

*

half a day after that.

“No kidding, really.”

Lying on the floor of the parade ground, I muttered, rubbing my aching shoulder.

Cora eventually reluctantly started sparring, and when I was annoyed, she did it desperately.

And it broke.

Miserably, even if not completely, it was broken terribly.

Fighting with only two swords without armor to withstand the shock revealed a hopeless skill gap.

The sword I wielded was blocked by Korra’s blade without much success. The superiority of the pure body was on my side, but it meant nothing if I couldn’t utilize it.

Every time he swung his sword, it leaked and he was attacked repeatedly, and his whole body became covered in bruises.

Cora, who was very timid at first, realized that I couldn’t even use the basics, so my momentum soared to the point of attacking first.

Of course, the aftermath was scary, so it was to the extent of controlling it moderately.

After the sparring, he seemed to have come back to his senses, lowering his head and apologizing, to the point where he looked apologetic. How many times did Fried beat the soldiers on a regular basis?

Of course, it’s a pity, but I made an appointment with Cora tomorrow as well.

“It’s not enough.”

Even against a single soldier, he struggled to this extent, but against a murderer aiming at Lyncia, it was clear that he would not be able to withstand even a single blow and be decapitated.

It was a bleak situation in many ways. No matter how hard I tried, I didn’t think I could overcome it within a week.

Try clenching your fists.

Fried’s transcendent physical abilities were already felt through several battles.

However, power alone cannot survive without technology.

“Is there any way?”

I shook my head and thought about it.

Then Lautrec suddenly came to mind.

His sword strike, which literally tore the church’s subordinates to shreds, shooting out colorful whirlwinds.

If you’re looking for a way out, it’s probably there.

The bluish girl sitting on Lautrec’s shoulder.

Spirit.

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