Silence dominated the exercise area.
　Only the faint breathing of the surroundings could be heard to Kevin's ears.
　A space about a hundred meters long. Surrounded by nobles and senior knights.
　There are no spectator seats, like in the arena of ancient Rome. All that exists is the bare ground and pebbles.

(It's huge.......if we had a real fight, we'd be at a disadvantage.......)
　Such a thought came to Kevin's mind as he turned his gaze to the knights waiting for the signal to start at a distance of about fifty meters away.
　The game begins with a calm assessment of his and her war potential.
　The most famous sentence in Sun Tzu's book on the Art of War, "If you know him and know yourself, you will never be in danger of a hundred battles," is neither an exaggeration nor a lie.
　It is merely a natural preparation for those who go into battle.
　It's a mindset that was taught to the gathered slave children at the very beginning of their training.
　Kevin observes the five knights standing in front of him, just as he usually does.
　Compared to Kevin, who is still in his mid-teens when he is still growing up, aside from his height, which boasts an early one hundred and seventy, a clear difference exists when it comes to the thickness of his body.
　From the point of view of simple muscle strength, victory or defeat was obvious.
　The same is true for the weapons you wear.
　The knights are wearing heavy steel plate armor and helmets that completely cover their faces. The one in their hands was a spear about three meters long.
　Compared to that, Kevin and the others are protected by a wooden shield reinforced with metal on leather armor provided by Ryoma.
　It's not that this armor is inferior to steel armor, of course, as it was carefully crafted from layers of monster leather, but as a result of the emphasis on mobility, it is inevitably inferior to plate armor, which is covered up to the joints with metal, in terms of protection.
　Of course, the mountainous kingdom of Zaruda is a mountainous country, so light equipment that emphasizes mobility is not a wrong choice, but if you look at it from the perspective of a head-to-head battle of strength, it's clearly a disadvantage.
　I could realize that my lips were getting dry with tension.
　His heartbeat echoed loudly in Kevin's ears like an early bell, making his hip bones itchy and itchy.
　It was the feeling of a crawling insect called fear.
　The most familiar emotion that always creeps in before a fight begins.
　Moistening his dry lips with his tongue, Kevin clutched his beloved iron sword and glanced at his companions beside him, their faces tightening in the same way.
(They're all the same........? It's not unreasonable. It's only the second time.)
　Fear of actual warfare with his life on the line.
　The fear that he might take his own life and the fear that he might take the life of his enemy invades Kevin's mind.
　It's a fear he felt even during the defeat of the pirates, which had a firm purpose of revenge.
　But Kevin doesn't deny the fear that rises up and turns it into his power.
　He understands that fear is not weakness, and that fear is power.
　It's been months since then.
　Kevin and his friends have survived the battle against the monsters that inhabit the Worthenian Peninsula.　
　Fear is our closest friend, our weapon of choice for survival.　
(Don't think about it. This one's weaker than the other one the one that will kill you without mercy if you hesitate.
　It may be a match in form, but what is about to take place is a serious battle for your life.
　The winner is determined to die, lose consciousness, or lose the will to fight.
　There is no round system or point system. There are only two choices: defeat or be defeated.
　You'll be able to get a good deal more than just a few of your own.
　If it's a measure of strength, Kevin and his team are definitely the weakest.
　However, victory or defeat is not determined by strength alone.
(The same as always.) Just do what your instructors taught you and do what you do best. My men and I will survive.
　Life on the harsh Woltenia peninsula has already transformed Kevin's body into a beast in the form of a man.
　All that's left is to control his body at will.
　And fear painted reason and ethics from Kevin's mind.

'As usual....'

　The small murmur that escaped Kevin's lips was met with a silent nod from his companions beside him.
　Fear was sublimated into murderous intent, running through the bodies of Kevin and the others.
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　Their will to fight is quietly drawn down like a bow.　

Begin!

　The voice of the old nobleman acting as judge broke the silence.

'Leon and Lina on the right. Annette goes left with me. 'Melissa!　Get your timing right!

　A platoon of five men formed after they were officially recognized as soldiers.
　Several months have passed since then. It's a method of warfare that has already been repeated many times and ingrained in the bodies of these five men.
　At the same time as Kevin's signal, the four of them jumped out in unison as if a drawn arrow had been shot.
　However, that speed is only within the realm of human ability.
　The four of them spun around as if drawing a large arc to the left and right.
　The only person standing directly in front of the knights is Melissa.

''What?　　

　One of the knights sniffed and muttered like a fool.
　The fact that they jumped out right after the start of the game was a surprise, but no matter how many children who couldn't use the legal arts were bunched up, they were not enemies by any means.
　On top of that, what they are wearing is leather armor.
　The victory or defeat was visible from the beginning.
　At least, that is the common perception that the knights have.
　The few chances of victory left to them were supposed to be lumped into a five-man-one-crowd, and the only thing they could do was to defend themselves and take advantage of an opening.

''Hey, we've been told by the Commander not to go easy on them so I'm not too keen on it, but we'll take care of them quickly.

　The knights nodded wordlessly at the platoon leader's words, and their hands tightened in their grip on the spears in their hands.
　If it was an order, they would never be willing to kill a man.
　Even so, they never thought of killing people as fun.
(At least not without suffering...)
　It's boring hypocrisy in the eyes of others, but that's what they really think.
　The knights held up their spears as they gazed at the children running towards them.
　There was no intention to use martial arts against them.
　But the price of that would be high.......

Do it, Melissa!

"Furious wind, breath of the Spirit, now is the time to answer my prayer and cover the earth.　

　The moment Kevin's shout echoed through the training grounds, their running speed exploded, and the twenty or so meters or so of space left between them was closed in an instant.
　A chant followed from the mouth of Melissa, who had been waiting in the back.

''Nah!　Grammar!

No, it's defensive!

　Seeing Melissa's movement, the knights hurriedly poured their vitality into their chakras, but they couldn't get there in time.
　They all at once held up the hilt of the spear in their hands like a shield and prepared themselves.
　Normally, they would activate the defensive techniques granted to their shields, but they weren't prepared to do so, as they were licking their opponents' chops.
　Even so, they should have been able to defend themselves sufficiently with the physical strengthening through martial arts.
　Normally.........　
　After finishing the chanting, Melissa draws her body like a bow.

''Gale Force Impulse Wave Formation 《Wavewind》''

　In the next moment, Melissa's hand was raised high into the sky as if it was underthrown, passing just barely on the ground.
　This is a jutsu that belongs to the lower end of the beginner's grammar jutsu.
　You can't say that it's a good killing tool, it's just a jutsu that releases waves of wind over a wide area.　
　Since it does not compress the wind, it is easy to learn and handle, but it is not powerful enough to be used in battle.
　It's the wind that makes you feel, "It's windy today," at best, and makes you want to dress a little thicker.
　The knights also know what the jutsu Melissa has unleashed is and smile in contempt.
　But they had no idea.
　That Melissa's aim was something else.
　A gust of wind crawled along the ground towards the knights. The soil of the earth is rolled up to the atmosphere.
　Pulling a curtain of earth and sand in tow....

'Shit!　My eyes!

　The vision of the knights is taken away by the large amount of dirt and dust raised by the wind.
　There is no way to resist them, as they were wearing a helmet that covers their faces, called a full face, which originally had poor vision.
　Then, Kevin and his team's swords attacked them as they were shaken by being robbed of their vision.
　Abandoning their previous mimicry, they have revealed their body strengthening through martial arts.

'Nonsense!　You brats, you have the Dharma technique!

Who the hell are these people?

　The spear is unleashed with a voice of surprise.
　However, the spear of the knight who was taken by surprise does not have any of the sharpness that is usually seen in practice.
　It's not just a matter of time before you'll be able to get a good idea of what you're looking for.
　It's a good idea to be able to have a good idea of what you're looking for.
　Even though the armor is made of iron, which has a high level of defense, the moving parts of the joints are relatively thinly armored due to the structure of the human body.　If you cover your fingers with thick iron plates, you won't be able to grip things.

''Gah!　Shit!　My finger, my finger!

　Kevin's sword, which attacks along the hilt of the spear, cuts off the knight's fingers.
　Normally, he would not scream as haplessly as this, but in his current state of unpreparedness, there's no choice.

''What's going on?　Aren't these guys just brats!

　One of the knights muttered stunnedly as he looked down at his companions who gasped in pain and cowered on the spot.　That's too defenseless a figure to be in the middle of a battle.
　And the enemy in front of the knights were not foolish enough to miss the gap.
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　A feeling like snapping a dead tree resounds in Kevin's hand.
　But that's not the end of it.
　The defenseless head of the knight, who stifles his pain as he stifles it, is attacked by Annette's sword, which has been chased from behind.
　A flash of a side blow applied from the top of her helmet.
　If Ryoma hadn't ordered him to avoid killing as much as possible beforehand, this strike of Annette's would have certainly cut off the knight's head.
　Even so, Annette's strike, which was physically strengthened by martial arts, was powerful enough to disrupt the knight's consciousness.
　In fact, the knight who received Annette's blow collapsed on the spot like a threadbare puppet.


''So that's what you're saying. Now I know what made that girl so full of confidence...''

　A sigh of admiration escaped from the mouth of Elena, who was watching the match along with Julianus I and Grahart.
　The quality of the soldiers Mikoshiba Ryoma raised was obvious from the attack and defense that unfolded in front of them.

''You don't think... a kid like that can use the Dharma technique?　Impossible, a commoner's child, that is.

'Glaharto, accept facts as facts. You'll be tested as a Knight Commander of the Kingsguard.

　Grahart's face, which had been stunned by Elena's sharp point, turns red with shame.
　There is no qualification for a commander for someone who cannot admit the facts in front of him.

''I beg your pardon. I'm sorry for the unsightly part........''

　Grahart hurriedly lowered his head.



　Julianus I murmured quietly as he stroked his white beard.

''Your Majesty ... you don't think it's all three hundred?''

　Grahart shakes his head in disbelief.
　And that perception is correct.
　From the common sense of the "Earth" world, the strength that can be sustained from the degree of possession that Ryojin has is limited.
　I'm not sure if I'm right or not, but I'm sure that Count Schwartzheim's statement was correct.
　Rumors of the Woltenia Peninsula are echoing to the neighboring countries.
　There was no way they would be able to raise revenue from such an uncivilized land as a fiefdom.　
　And without tax revenues, the army could not sustain itself.

But there is no reason to suppose that they are the only people in the world. Regardless of how they learned the art of law, if they could teach it to five people, why wouldn't they teach it to others? It is natural to assume that all three hundred soldiers Mikoshiba-dono has led would be able to use the Dharma technique.　Of course, it's possible that he's bluffing to make us think that.

　The eyes of Julianus I, who smiled with amusement as he said this, had lost his good-natured atmosphere and was wearing the sharpness of a hawk that had found its prey.