The Escort Knight Who Is Being Obsessed Over by the Villainess Wants To Run Away

4. Boys grow up fighting (1)

Trial showdown.

The referee was Gawain.

The first is me and Lindell.

The second is Richard and Argon.

It was a confrontation with extremely personal emotions, but it was definitely part of the class.

Gawain emphasized that.

“I know that their personal feelings were involved, but this confrontation is part of class. Keep this in mind.”

“Yes.”

Four answered at once.

However, except for me, the three of us didn’t seem to think about classes at all.

Your expression is so brutal.

“The rules are simple. If one side surrenders, or if the referee, acting as an observer, decides that it is no longer possible to fight, it is over immediately.”

Lindel glared at me and laughed.

Perhaps I imagined a future in which I servilely surrendered.

I also have big dreams.

“Depending on the outcome of the trial confrontation, the loser must grant the winner’s request. What do each of you want from the other?”

“Argon.”

Richard immediately opened his mouth.

“That bird…. No, I want him to sincerely apologize for insulting Judas.”

“If I win.”

Don’t beat him, Argon said right away.

“You should apologize for ignoring me and Lindell.”

Gawain calmly wrote down their request.

Lindel then spoke.

“Judas. Neither do you. If you lose, get down on your knees and beg.”

I could barely keep myself from laughing.

The trial confrontation is an ignorant way to decide the winner by force.

Actually, it doesn’t matter whose fault it is.

So, after pressing down with force, make all kinds of requests.

How much money should be paid, or whether your parents or daughter’s wife should be offered.

Or, for the next few months, absolutely surrender to yourself. Etc.

But, these guys only want to win and receive an apology from the other person.

‘Looking at the simple things, kids are kids.’

I thought it was out of place and cute.

I also remember the kids I looked after at the gym.

“Judas. Tell me your request this time.”

Gawain urged.

I came up with an answer after thinking briefly.

“If I win. I want you to admit it.”

“Recognition, what? The requirements have to be specific.”

“Lindel-senpai is acknowledging her own reality. That’s all she is.”

“… I get it.”

The first match was Lindel and I.

In the middle of the training ground.

The other candidates surrounded it in a wide circle, and inside, Lindel and I faced each other.

It is definitely part of training.

However, it didn’t matter to the candidates who got to see the real fight.

Everyone shouts excitedly.

“Anyone win!”

“We are going to kill each other from now on!”

“Both fight and die!”

Those who are just excited about this situation.

“Step on that cheeky newbie!”

“Tell me that this place is not easy!”

Those who side with Lindel.

“Beat the rookie! Just like last time, show me!”

“Break it up!”

Those who expect the underdog’s rebellion.

The stage. Player. Crowd. Cry.

A familiar sensation runs through your body.

The heart is excited and the brain is calm.

I consciously chose to slow my breathing.

“A cheeky bastard.”

Lindel growled.

“Do you think you can beat me with your level? It’s okay to just look at it…. Catching Cale was just luck.”

I didn’t deal with it.

I just spilled it.

It’s a fight that started emotionally.

But emotions must be ruled out.

Adrenaline dulls pain and draws strength from the body.

As a reaction, the body becomes dull, and it becomes impossible to devise a rational strategy.

All you need is a boost of adrenaline. That’s it.

For my way of fighting from now on, I have to keep my sanity especially.

I turned my loosely held sword around and raised my shield.

‘Lindel’s weapons are a spear and a shield. I’m at a disadvantage in the rich.’

It doesn’t matter.

Being at a disadvantage does not mean losing.

Gawain dropped the glove he held high.

The moment the gloves touched the ground, the confrontation began with the cheers of the crowd.

***

Richard crossed his arms and clicked his tongue.

‘Tsk.’

It was a trial match from the first sparring.

I’m not trying to underestimate Judas’ skills.

Looking at it in the morning, even if you are clumsy, your basic posture is not bad.

However, the actual battle and attitude are different.

‘Why are you so selfish?’

It’s a strange guy.

Even when he behaves impulsively, he responds with unbelievable rationality.

You can also see an overly precocious side.

I’m not in a position to tell others, but children who are abnormally precocious compared to their peers grow up in an environment where they have to mature prematurely.

That’s why I want to take care of more.

It reminded me of the younger siblings I left behind at the nursery school.

Why is this guy on the 2nd day choosing only the things that stand out so much?

That didn’t bother me.

I didn’t do anything to be hated.

He brought me cookies that I hadn’t even thought about in my entire life.

‘It doesn’t matter if I lose.’

The corner that Lindell believes in is argon.

In other words, if she defeats Argon herself, she’s bound to bow her head too, Lindell.

‘But…. Why can’t I lose?’

I don’t know.

Judah’s fighting skills were not very good.

Considering that this is the first match, it’s not bad.

Just at that level.

It was similar to Lindel.

A movement that struggles to keep distance.

Attacks and defenses that miss with less power or too much power.

“uuu-!”

The crowd booed at the boring fight.

Even Lindel, who was reckless at first, she hesitated when she didn’t become like she thought.

“Fight even hotter!”

“Will my opponent die that much!”

Lindel even recoiled from the booing.

On the other hand, Judas was sloppy, but she didn’t get swept around.

She could see her composure as she tried to learn her own sense of distance.

Richard involuntarily admired it.

It was the same for Gawain, who served as the referee.

‘You have a lot of concentration.’

I expected to see young puppies struggling like this.

I knew and accepted it.

The reason is simple.

Practice is very different from training.

You could be seriously hurt while fighting emotionally.

Like this, it can become a ridiculous fight because of poor skills.

“Oh, this is frustrating! Even if I fight, it will be better than that!”

“Yaya, beat both of them!”

Says and jeers pour out.

Elijah is a nobleman with many enemies.

If she becomes her escort knight, in this environment she may have to fight for Elijah’s honor.

I accepted this trial confrontation to show such an environment.

Lindel rushed rather forcefully.

Roughly stretches out her spear.

It is a movement loaded with emotion.

He couldn’t overcome the reality of being insulted even by the audience.

“Yes! More! Hit harder!”

Lindel was stimulated as much as the crowd stimulated him.

“Newbie! Not funny! Just surrender!”

On the other hand, Judas was calm.

She spilled the spear and blocked it.

She was beaten occasionally. She

She saw an opportunity to fight back, but she didn’t fight back.

She made a crude sound as her wooden spear and shield or sword collided.

It’s childish kids fighting.

“Ahh!”

Lindel screamed and charged.

“Surrender! Just give up!”

Chiik scratched his shield and the spear slipped.

That moment.

Tok, do it. The tip of her sword landed on Lindel’s chest.

Judas put his sword against the side of her shield and stabbed Lindel, who rushed towards her.

It was a coordinated action.

The tip of her sword pricked Lindel and fell out.

“Wow!”

“Newbie! That’s it! More! More momentum!”

The stage roared with cheers from the crowd.

On the other hand, Judas was calm.

Swept away by the crowd, Lindel’s face grew redder.

“This bastard-!”

Since then, the tide has turned for her.

At the same time as Judas blocked or spilled, he briefly stabbed and fell.

Lindel allowed effective hits step by step.

Richard frowned at that appearance.

‘Are you crazy….’

An enemy that attacks right in front of you.

Shouting shouts from all directions.

The calm figure inside made him look like a madman.

The way he fights is frustrating compared to his own, but his skills are perfect for Judas.

It was Gawain who noticed a further change.

‘… Education?’

Judah carefully blocked Lindel’s attack and counterattacked.

It was a standardized movement.

Like a well-trained person.

That’s not what’s unusual.

Right now, Judas was taking good care of Lindel.

To finish She could have finished long ago.

But instead of doing that, she treated Lindel for a long time as if educating her.

“This, bastard!”

Lindel also vaguely noticed that Judas was looking after him.

However, she thought it was not education, but playfulness.

“You dare! Dare! Four crabs! Me!”

Lindel spoke in a scratchy voice and stabbed her spear.

Not all attacks were blocked by Judas.

The lower body that the shield couldn’t reach allowed several attacks.

Lindel noticed that too.

The point of a spear aimed at her head.

The moment Judas lifted her shield, Lindell took her spear and stabbed it under her.

“Huh!”

She stretched out her arms as if to explode her full strength.

I was sure that if I got hit, I wouldn’t be able to get up.

But.

“… ….”

Have a good time. The window hit the floor.

After Judas dodged the spear, she stepped on the spear stick stuck in the floor.

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I’m sorry…. f*ck!

The window is broken.

“Oh….”

With Lindel’s moans.

“Wow!”

The cheers of the crowd intersected.

Right after that, Judah swung her shield like her fist.

Taken aback, Lindell was hit right in the face.

Grasping her nose and seeing Lindel collapsed, Judas untied her throat.

The operation was successful.

‘Pretend it’s hard to block her lower body, give her a few hits, and counterattack the big ones.’

Once I found a sense of distance, everything went according to plan.

“How….”

Lindel muttered, unable to believe the reality.

Although he lost his will to fight, Gawain did not stop fighting.

Because it’s not a body that can’t fight.

“Why the hell….”

The futile murmurs were drowned out by shouts.

Judas approached him expressionlessly and struck Lindel with his shield.

Lindel did not resist and was beaten.

My nosebleed flowed profusely.

Judas eyes were stern. She looked down at herself.

“Wake up.”

“… ?”

“Did you accept it just to stop at this point?”

In spite of the rude remarks, Lindell could not refute.

“Rise up with your weapon.”

The crowd cheered even more, as she thought it was a mockery and a performance.

On the other hand, Judas was serious.

Her serious attitude made Lindell even more angry.

She looks like, in all her sincerity, she sees herself pathetically.

Her eyes looking down at her hurt.

“You, what do you know… !”

Lindel trembled and vomited.

“You know what! A guy who was lucky enough to get attention and was lucky enough to be born, pretending to be proud of what he knows… !”

Whoops, the crowd booed.

Judah said nothing.

Luck. Bad luck

Words far from her own life.

Can we say the same here?

It is a world that has been unwillingly brought into it.

But she herself knows the future of this world.

That is, obviously, a luck that is hard to put into words.

Even so, it was a little unfair to attribute her own experience to her luck.

“Shut up and choose.”

Judas had nothing to say.

Stop whining and work hard is useless.

Not all efforts are properly rewarded.

Some effort betrays life even if it is more desperate than anyone else.

Those who have worked hard know that hard work is sometimes futile.

He lived such a life.

That’s why we don’t force efforts on others, and we don’t undercut other people’s efforts.

I don’t want to do that.

Just now.

Would it have been possible to defeat Lindel without the system’s ‘swordsmanship’?

She is such a gimmick that she puts her efforts into her mouth.

It is not a problem because it is a deception towards the other person.

It is a deception towards oneself.

Deceit is easy to become conceited.

Conceit soon degenerates into failure and indolence.

Judah didn’t want to do that.

Just. Judas wanted to tell Lindel one thing.

“Rise up and fight. Either surrender make sure.”

“… ….”

“Don’t run away from reality and look straight ahead. Is it embarrassing to be beaten by a junior? Then beat me now.”

I’m not saying don’t whine and try.

We do not give false hope that everything can be achieved through hard work.

However, I can at least tell you not to stop and stay still.

To run away from a choice, and to choose the option of running away.

The two are distinctly different.

“Unfortunate and dissatisfied? Do you want to beat me Then do it. Get up and swing at least a broken spear, rush in and swing your fist and hit me in the head.”

“… ….”

“You can’t achieve anything by standing still. If you’re going to do it, whatever it is, do it for sure. Don’t be fooled.”

The audience, which had been roaring, fell silent.

The little boy’s voice took hold of the crowd.

It’s so simple and obvious that it’s even boring.

A word that everyone thinks they know well because it is boring and familiar.

Advice you know well and don’t want to hear more.

However, humans become insensitive to familiar things.

A dull truth is sometimes forgotten.

“… ….”

Lindel suddenly stood up.

She grabbed the broken spear pole.

The protruding tip of the thorn was more menacing than before.

So, I heard it backwards.

Killing is not the purpose.

The goal is to win.

Judas remained calm throughout.

Lindel’s heart also calmed down.

Nothing was said.

She just ran back, towards her opponent.

The cheers of the crowd exploded even hotter.

***

“The winner, Judas.”

Gawain declared.

“Waaa!”

“Judas! Judah! Judah-!”

The crowd chanted my name.

It was an easy win.

Because I was watching from the beginning.

I didn’t mean to ignore Lindel.

I just wanted to tell an immature kid something.

It was like seeing someone from my childhood when I was escaping from reality and blaming others.

That’s all.

“Heo Eok, Heo Eok….”

Lindell sprawled on her floor, breathing heavily.

Her face is covered in blood from being beaten by me.

Looking at it, I felt sorry for some reason.

‘Did I hit you too hard at the end?’

I went up to Lindel and held out her hand.

“I won.”

Lindel looked at my hand for a while, then she let out a blank laugh.

“… Okay.”

I finally got up and got up.

He held my hand tighter.

“I told you to accept reality.”

“Yes.”

“… Okay. I get it. I see what you mean.”

That was the end.

Gawain suddenly called me.

“Judas. Are you satisfied with that?”

I saw Lindell walking away.

There was no strength in walking through the crowd.

Stumble, I think I’m about to fall.

The only thing left now is to endure it yourself.

“Yes.”

“Yes. Geeky guy….”

“Yes?”

“No. Next. Richard, Argon.”

The languid crowd heated up again.

Richard jumped out as if he had been waiting.

“Argon! Come on, you bastard!”

“Noisy real….”

Argon walked out holding a sword and shield.

Richard, on the other hand, wielded only one large two-handed sword.

It was a serious confrontation between the two 5th generation students who are quite old.

The heat of the crowd was palpable.

“I will begin.”

Gawain raised her glove.

Around that time, a notification arrived.

[Find the hidden quest.]

[‘Yesterday’s Enemy Today’s ally’ in progress….]

‘… Proceeding?’

Regardless of my question, the glove fell to the ground.

Tuk, as soon as he hit the ground, Richard charged.