102 Sounds like we're talking after the defeat.

In the morning, Keith woke up in a soldier's quarters assigned to him.

Usually, what I call the mood of awakening wasn't that bad, but only today did Keith feel the worst.

Yesterday, Keith or fewer hundred National Army soldiers ordered to undergo a month more training than this at the practice field met a man's adventurer named Lenya at that practice field.

Normally, Keith and the others, soldiers, do not express their dissatisfaction when it comes to being ordered from above, but the man there is not an army official, just a general public.

Normally, it is unacceptable for the general public to enter military facilities.

Even so, the man stood there with an extremely natural face.

If that's all from the soldiers who are proud of themselves as soldiers of the National Army, they tell you to get a month's training on what will happen or what will happen to the man, even though you think of him as an outsider.

On a daily basis, the soldiers, who spoke very little of their dissatisfaction with this, also smashed their dissatisfaction with Keith.

I asked Keith this not because maybe he brought in quite a few high-ranking adventurers, but the word he returned was that he was the lowest rank among adventurers.

A minimum rank for an adventurer can be anyone if you register.

I've had one shot at this, and if I don't make this Lenya and other idiots remember where they stand, this time Keith will eat a push up from his men.

Keith confronted Lianya with that thought, but he soon became the feather of regret for it.

I don't know, Lianya has been suggesting that we physically talk to all the soldiers.

No matter how confident you were in your arms, you're not wacky with a bunch of goblins and cobolts.

He says he fights 100 soldiers trained enough to be recognized as soldiers of the National Army.

Normally, it is suicide.

Lotus Yakiya made a suggestion to Keith and the others that she knew would be dumped.

Moreover, the anger of the soldiers crossed the boiling point in that attitude, which let go of saying that they would not use weapons or magic.

Keith sighs as he finishes up and heads to the dining room where he always gets his breakfast.

That was a terrible mistake.

Something like their pride as soldiers was smashed to pieces by fine dust with that choice.

Because with just one adventurer opponent, and even a handful that said no weapons, no magic, he was defeated by no skin.

I just didn't get knocked down.

It was a complete defeat after being reasonably handicapped so that there would be no major injuries.

"We may not be able to..."

Unexpectedly weak words speak.

I'm sure the information that says you lost so unmatched will instantly flow among the other soldiers.

And that's what Keith and the others say.

The Principality's army is dirty.

He said he was an incompetent soldier who was beaten to the ground by an incompetent opponent without being able to make a busy rebellion.

Keith can't wait to think about his men while he talks about himself.

But those are facts.

If I had gathered more information about those adventurers who say Lotus Ya and gone out poorer and begged for teaching, I guess they wouldn't have at least been branded incompetent, but now it's all too late.

Still, I couldn't choose the option of taking a break from training or running away.

It was His Royal Highness, who chose us to be the next Grand Duke.

Escape becomes an act of applying mud to the face of His Highness.

Even if we are incompetent, there is no choice but to imitate the mud on His Highness's face.

Later, as he told himself that he would have to eat up his teeth and continue to endure, Keith opened the dining room door and for a moment to the sight that lay ahead, wondered if he had misplaced himself where he was coming from.

The dining room, where a large number of people eat, was a room of considerable size.

There was supposed to be an elongated table arranged narrowly there, and usually a skewed line of soldiers eating there, but now there are just a few vertical tables in the center of the room.

That, where it hits the upper seat, is that blackened man I saw yesterday at the squad yard.

Lianya sits in a chair with her legs and arms together and lightly rests her back on her back.

What happened, Keith looks around the dining room.

Originally, it was a dining room about 300 people could eat at the same time, but now there are only five tables in front of me that can seat ten people on each side.

And near the entrance, Keith's men, who apparently were here before Keith, are standing up with a blue face.

If you point your gaze towards the dining room wall, there are many shattered table wreckages.

I made sure to mix with it, and people's bodies were making countless mountains.

Keith thinks somewhere in the corner of his head he feels empty that if he stirred up a human and a table with a giant vortex and made a mountain out of what he could, it could be such a sight.

Lianya, who admitted to that appearance, called Keith as she sat in her chair.

"Hey, good morning. Did you get some sleep? Today's tougher than yesterday, huh? Eat your meal and go to the squad."

"Ha..."

"What's up, Keith, soldier chief, Sama? Are you still sleepy? Shall I wake you up?

"No, come on...... you can wear it or wake up"

That's all I've ever suffered.

Keith thinks it's close to mental torture through disgust.

"Really? Don't you need some sama or something? Fine, but look, just get some breakfast and eat it."

"No... yeah, well..."

Keith heads to the counter, which separates the dining room from the cooking area, as prompted.

Along the way, the mountain was so thoroughly destroyed that it passed by the side of a mountain of people and the wreckage of a table, but twisted its neck wondering what the hell would happen to this situation.

No matter how you look at it, arms and feet that are bent in a direction that shouldn't be bent.

Their skin peeps out of the gap of fragments so shattered that they wonder if it is also the resentment of the table, they see signs of obstinate bruising and a painful blue mole spreading.

Keith gets to the counter as he chants in his mouth that he shouldn't care, that he shouldn't care.

Beyond that, there were the cooks with the faces I found out about, but they're all tears.

What the hell happened here before I got here?

While such a scream was in his heart, Keith returned to Lianya's waiting table when he put his breakfast on the basin.

On that return path, Keith orders his men, who do not want to move around the entrance, to grab a quick breakfast with their gaze.

Keith sat in a seat at the table, slightly away from Lianya, where he remained safely, as he rushed to watch his men run out to the counter.

Black bread with meat and potato salad.

And when I saw the meal with the bean soup on it, Lianya said softly.

"Not enough and it doesn't look very tasty, it"

What an answer. Without knowing, Keith hits the bread.

Compared to the stiff bread that adventurers buy well, it is still a better degree of softness, but still stiff is stiff bread, which uses both the power of the chin and the power of the hand to pull it away and eat it as it pours in with soup.

"Perhaps we should improve our diet. That's all intense training, and let's talk to Meliá. You have to think of a place. You can't eat here."

"Isn't that because of you?

What are you telling me? This guy, he accidentally pinched his mouth, Keith.

Shit, I think I hold my mouth, but Lianya didn't seem to care much either, and on the contrary I asked Keith.

"Is that why this happens? Or why this happened?

"How's that different, huh?

"As it stands, the reason this is happening now is because you guys lost like no other to me. I mean, you guys are the cause."

Lianya says as she points to the rubble and the mountains of people.

Keith looks sinister but doesn't argue.

"I mean, this happened because..."

"That's my fault. I didn't even know wacky in the dining room, and there were those guys who were turning your losers into laughing seeds, and if they were so funny, I recommended that you should definitely experience them once. That's the result."

"Oh, some of them were unlucky..."

Keith prayed in his heart for the blessings of the soldiers who were kept rolling.

Though I thought he wouldn't be dead yet.

"Is the Principality of Triden a military state? Isn't that a low quality soldier?

Keith thinks it's hard to say again, but I can't argue with you.

We were lightly defeated yesterday, and the other soldiers are now being handled amicably with broken tables.

Under the circumstances, claiming to be quite a soldier with us is nothing but the seed of laughter.

"You must be too out of standard."

I managed to drag the hard answer out of my head, and Keith, who answered, became the feather to peel her eyes at the next Lianya word.

"I'm going to have you guys and me take a lot off the standard because that standard is out of charge of training, right?

"Ha!?

"I'm going to get you to do at least as much as this"

Keith gets up unexpectedly to Lianya, who points to a pile of garbage with her gaze.

Lianya looks up at Keith as she sits in her chair.

"Don't be impotent! There's no way we can do this!?

"Why? It must be the same people, right?

"We're not like you!

"Once the answer is a knob."

Lotus Yaya's gaze was definitely what looked down at Keith when she said she was looking up from the bottom, shouting out loud about whether she could do that.

Encourage Keith, who gets stuck in words, to sit in a chair, then Lianya said.

"I have no further in-laws to teach you than you guys have told me not to..."

"Is it time for you to give me a break? I'm ashamed I was ignorant, and you're right to apologize..."

Keith bows his head as he sneaks that you're the type to hold on to the roots.

Lianya stared at the figure for a while and then talked.

"... well. Why do you decide you can't? You ever try that? At least you guys shouldn't have been trained by me, and why would you decide the outcome on your own?

"Well..."

"You can be like me, I'm not saying. I have a lot of things to do, too. But you don't have to be like me to be able to do this, do you?

Unwrapping the arms he was putting together, elbowing himself to the arm of the table, Lianya embarks on herself and looks at Keith still.

As if caught in that gaze, Keith can't take his gaze off Lianya's face looking at himself.

"I can be, I say I'll be, but you guys can't, I say I can't. How can you deny what I'm saying out of your head when you have nothing but strength and knowledge to beat me like no other?

"... all poisoned, you..."

"I'll give you the power, you say, but you don't want it? Don't you think that a hundred troops want a power comparable to 10,000 soldiers, even if it doesn't go as far as a thousand?

"It's..."

Keith and I are fighting for a living.

If he asks if he wants power or not, he answers without hesitation.

Besides, Keith and the others are soldiers protecting the country.

To say we would gain strength meant that we were more likely to protect what we wanted to protect as it was.

To make sense of it, Lianya's invitation seemed very sweet and fragrant to Keith and the soldiers listening to the two around Keith.

"If you don't need it, that's fine. But don't you want it? There are incomparable forces of other soldiers, etc. You don't have to rely on what you call the brave ones to protect your country. Don't you want the power to just slash your existence to take something away from you?

"... ho... you decide what you want!

"Then follow me."

Lotus Yaya's voice got cold at once.

The consciousness of the soldiers, who seemed to float in heat during being invited, cools in a nutshell.

And they were enlightened.

This guy in front of me, he said he meant it.

"Train as I say, and don't be suspicious. Do as you're told. And in the meantime, steal what you can from me. If you don't know what to steal... let me tell you after accepting my earlier apology. But know that the technology you were taught doesn't extend to the technology you stole. You got it?

"Yes, sir, sir."

If Keith answers briefly, his men snort too.

Seeing it with a satisfying look, Lianya pulled up the chair.

"Then good. The chief soldier will tell the people who aren't here, right?

"Yes, Your Grace."

"Wait at the squad yard first. Once you've eaten your meal, put your gear on and make sure everyone comes together."

"Yes, Your Grace."

Okay, keep eating.

Yes, leave it. Lianya leaves the dining room.

Keith and his men dropped off that back until his back dived through the entrance and exit of the dining room and he couldn't see, then exhaled deeply.

They don't know how far the truth is.

But since all those powerful people are so serious, they won't lose money, I think.

"Talk to the people who aren't here from me."

Keith said, one of my men asked.

"Sergeant Keith.... what are you going to do with that mountain?

"Leave us alone... we can do whatever we want"

Keith, unwilling to even go around cleaning up, decided to leave him alone.

I'm sure if they find the same troops as the soldiers forming the garbage heap, they'll undertake everything from rescue collection to cleaning.

The only thing I was worried about was the one thing Tochi crazy said if they wouldn't do the courtesy to Lianya.

If we do, we are only waiting for a future where similar mountains will be mass-produced.

Keith was the one who prayed that he wouldn't do all that while forcing himself into his stomach for breakfast where he barely knew why it tasted.