216 177. The knight looks forward.

"... eh.... do it.

I still can't stop the lighting just remembering.

Hold down the loose mouth with one hand and walk early as you lean over to the next exercise.

Honestly, I wanted to cry over and over again.

Father and Clark were appointed deputy captain of the Eighth Squadron, and even celebrated by deputy captain Eric and his knights' predecessors... who came all the way to celebrate my promotion, Dear Pride, Tiara, and even Style, who should be busy with his regency duties. Style aside, Master Pride and Tiara will be seeing each other on a Kingsguard mission in the afternoon.

Besides, he was also praised by Captain Alan and Captain Column. My promotion is in favor of all the knight captains or going into five fingers... I seriously thought I'd be happy and embarrassed and fire because I was praised in front of Lord Pride.

... Dear Pride.

The feeling of pride holding me still remains in my body.

In the past year, Master Pride has become even more feminine. Somehow the atmosphere became colorful, the face was grown-up, and even more physically...

"~ ~ Eh...

My head boils again, remembering the feeling pressed when I was just held tight. When I realized I was squatting on the spot with my head in my arms.

Even though I was just held tight, I seriously thought my heart would burst to death because I had touched it normally like I hadn't noticed any physical changes yet.

Master Pride is not eleven anymore. A fine woman of seventeen.

Due to being feminine at once until I saw her, some recruits admire her pride only at a glance, even if they don't know her reputation these days. Yet... Yet...

"... and that guy, I would normally hug him..."

That smelled so good! That was so soft! Wow, that was close! That was so cute.

Just the smile of Master Pride I saw up close fills my head. No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.

"Arthur Beresford."

As soon as I heard a voice from overhead, my head woke up at once and jumped reflexively forward.

The next moment, nearly ten knives were sticking out on the ground where I was. At the same time, to the knight who lands on the spot, I hurry to set up my sword.

"... ho.

When he raised his face to admire my reaction a little, he now pulled out the sword he had placed on his hip and threw it at me lightly and unwrought, just like a knife. Using his sword, he deflects his orbit at the critical point, and now rushes to his round-handed opponent.

As I was reading my movements, instead of waiting, they came to my nostalgia, so I jump up at once at the next step. When I shook him up, he would punch his fist in where he was absolutely galloping empty, so I dared to wait with my sword in my hand. Then a few knives were thrown at me the moment I thought I got my hands on my nostrils. I can't move in the air, I wave my sword and bounce it all off at once. At the same time as the sound of metal sounds, it is now time to wield the sword and knock the sword off the opponent's head at the time of the fall. Where the opponent pulled a step back and avoided it, he stuck a blade tip to his throat with that momentum.

"... good job. Captain Harrison."

"I forgot to tell you. Take over the deputy captain's duties from former deputy captain Ijdoah Beaton by the end of the day.

Untie the erection and punish each other with their swords on their hips. I understand, and when I answered, Captain Harrison pointed out only one thing: "It took me a long time today, finish faster next time," and left for the practice area like nothing had happened.

... Captain Harrison comes to kill me every time I see a crew member of Squad Eight. It's not a special exercise in the Eighth Corps tradition, or the role of Captain Eight, let alone Captain Harrison, who really hates us.

He said "Confirmation of Strength".

I was surprised when I first enlisted in the Eighth Corps, and I thought I'd die for real a few times. I'm not seriously hanging on to killing you, it was the first time I knew you were putting your hand on a combat mission with Captain Harrison in the Eighth Squad.

... Wow, I was scared.

If you look at Captain Harrison's array, you know perfectly well that he was out of touch with us.

I also thought I might have made the mistake of the squad I hoped for, but I really wanted to do something, and for that, I only had squad number eight.... Captain Harrison is normal after the fight.

"... that guy will have more to talk about next time, too, me.

Unexpectedly, what I thought comes to my mouth.

Until now, I haven't talked to much of the Knight of the Eighth Squad.... or we all only talk about the minimum we need. At the beginning of my enlistment, I also thought I was just not welcome, but I was simply a complete individualist.

Unlike the rest of the squad, there's no need to work with each other, so Captain Alan used to say that there are a lot of powerful people who don't like to hang out with each other.

……… ... ~ Eh! Damn it. "

No, I'm getting a little nervous.

Bashful and thoughtful slap yourself on the cheek to regain your temper.

... I've already been entrusted with it.

To Captain Harrison, to his knights, to Clark, to his father.

Dear Pride, Style and Tiara, everyone was delighted.

I've been working with Style less for a year now, but for that matter I've been working with Captain Alan and Captain Column, Deputy Captain Eric and Chancellor Gilbert, as well as Father.

And as I talk to Captain Harrison more from now on - that means more opportunities for alignment.

There is only one thing the Eighth Squad wants: "Strength."

Then I am.

"... I don't know..."

Be stronger, stronger.

As hard as no one can beat you, strong.

"Congratulations, Arthur."

To protect your loved ones.

Even though Style is moving on to become Regent, I can't let it get any easier on me.

Never lose anything again.