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ââ Okay, Lucius, how about this?!â
Right after a whistling sound of the wind, the knight cadet, Sven, shouted.
Riese, who was dressed in menâs attire, clapped with her eyes shining. The wooden sword that Sven held in his grip drew a very impressive sword line.
âAmazing, Sven amazing!ãNow that was a very beautiful kata!â
It was exciting to see someoneâs improvement as a bystander.
Sven immediately broke into a happy smile at Risheâs compliment, and then he quickly straightened up his stance.
âUhm, this is natural with me⦠Hehehe.â
He swung his sword over and over again, tracing the feeling he had earlier. Repetition drill was one of the basics, so being proactive was beneficial.
Rishe lowered her wooden sword and estimated the time at the height of the sun.
âItâs about time, letâs take a short break and then we can clean up the training ground.â
âHm, Iâm not gonna let you beat me at cleaning. Let me just go and have a glass of water.â
âOkay, be back soon.â
Rishe saw Sven off as he headed towards the well and spun around.
âHey Fritz, the match from earlierâ¦â
âWhoa!ââ
âHuh?â
As soon as she called out to him, Fritz, who was swinging his sword behind her, dropped his wooden sword. She seemed to have startled him.
âIâm sorry! I was concentrating.â
âErr, itâs nothing! No, you were focusing.â
Fritzâs fingers, which hurriedly tried to pick up his wooden sword, brushed against Risheâs fingers, which tried to reach out at the same time. He only hit her once, just for a moment.
And yet, Fritz yowled and backed away.
âWa~!!â
â!â
What was the matter with him?
ââ Oh, could it be static electricity? Funny, that shouldnât happen during the humid season.â
âNo, Lu! Why are your fingers so thin and delicateâ¦!â
âF-fingers?â
She cringed at his words. She remembered that in her life as a knight, someone determined that she was a woman by her skeleton, so she hurriedly faked a smile.
âI guess itâs normal to be like this. Fritz and the others have been training, so maybe your hands are stronger than others.â
âR-right⦠Thatâs normal, normalâ¦â
When she saw Fritz mumbling to himself, she was still worried. He said he didnât get enough sleep yesterday, so she was sure wasnât feeling well.
âFritz, are you okay?â
âUh, Iâm fine! More importantly, are you alright?â
She blinked at his question.
âYeah. Iâm fine, my muscle pains have abated.â
âThatâs great. But you donât look so good today. You never looked depressed during training, no matter how hard it is. Iâm worried because you looked a little down and seemed to be sighing earlier too.â
â!â
Rishe was surprised to know that heâd been watching her silently.
First of all, Fritz possessed the best qualities of a knight. Heâs very observant of his surroundings, and itâs not an easy feat to be able to pay so much attention to others while training himself.
This kind of knight was also suitable to be a commanding officer. While feeling that Fritz was reliable, she apologized for worrying him.
âIâm sorry. Actually, Iâve been thinking about a lot of things.â
âI see. I wonât force you to share it, but if thereâs anything I can do for you, just ask. Okay? Itâs refreshing just talking to someone else.â
âThank you, Fritz.â
âHaha, great!ân/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
Fritz gave her a toothy grin.
âJust sit and rest a bit longer. Would you like me to get you some water?â
âNo, Iâm fine. But you should go get some water.â
âHm, all right, Iâm off then.â
After waving to Fritz on his way to the well, Rishe slowly sat down on the bench.
But, I canât possibly talk to him about thatâ¦
She couldnât talk about wanting to change the future of the war in a few yearsâ time, nor could she mention the issue at hand regarding friendly relations with the Koyor Kingdom.
Suppose Riese said, âWhat do you think it would take to get the two countries to form an alliance on equal footing?â It was a wonder what Fritzâs reaction would be if she discussed such things with him.
After eavesdropping on the conversation on the balcony last night, Rishe hasnât got a chance to talk to Arnold.
To be precise, they had had a bland conversation. However, with the eyes of the guests of the evening party and the guard knights, she was unable to ask him anything intricate.
But even if theyâd been alone together, she wouldnât have mentioned his discussion with Kyle.
â I wonder if the events last night had ever happened in my previous lives.
She tossed and turned last night.
Holding her knees and pressing her forehead against them, Rishe contemplated.
Prince Kyle came to this country in the name of celebrating His Highness and my wedding. This is probably the first time that has ever happened.
Even if an exchange similar to last nightâs conversation had happened in the past, Garkhain and Koyor had never formed an alliance. In other words, everything must have gone down the drain.
Once again, she felt that she couldnât let this time pass.
Of course she wanted to prevent Koyorâs tragedy, but Rishe had other agendas in mind as well.
As he pondered in circles, a familiar presence approached her.
ââ Alcott! Youâre early.â
âRovine-sama!â
Kata â a detailed choreographed pattern of martial arts movements made to be practiced alone, and also within groups and in unison when training.