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Chapter 93: Fight for real

“Ishud-sama, good morning.”

“…Uh, good morning.”

The day after Ishud returned home, the men were awakened by Medi.

“Alright, let’s go to the dining hall.”

Chasing away Medi, who was trying to get them to change, Ishud and the others, after changing, headed to the dining hall for breakfast. On the way, they met up with the women, including Mchela.

“Hey, did you sleep well?”

“Thanks to you, I slept very well… By any chance, are all the beds in the mansion endowed with the effect of good sleep?”

“Although there may be differences in effectiveness, probably.”

“…Quite well-equipped, aren’t they?”

“We didn’t spend money on things like paintings, vases, stuffed animals, a ton of clothes, or accessories like other houses.”

Once again, the noble-born Philip and the others could only chuckle at Ishudo’s words.

(Being able to prioritize strength as a household is something that Ishud must understand as well.)

Because typical nobles sometimes have to show off, they have to decorate with vases, paintings, and the like, even if they’re not interested.

“Hey, good morning.”

“Good morning, Father.”

In the dining hall, there were still the count, Alba, and his brothers who hadn’t yet departed for the battlefield.

“Are you starting training in earnest today?”

“Yes, indeed. For now, let’s focus on moving, moving, moving, and we’ll start fighting monsters from tomorrow.”

“I’ll leave the specifics to you, but keep the ‘just in case’ mentality in mind.”

“Of course, I understand.”

When it comes to combat prowess… even if other nobles or royals were to attack, it wouldn’t be a problem, but Alba, even if he’s a count, doesn’t want to engage in wars of mutual slaughter with nobles from other houses.

That’s why Alba can’t let Philip, Christille, and the others die within his domain.

“…You sure eat a lot in the morning, as usual.”

“If you don’t eat well in the morning, you won’t be able to move later. But I’m not saying you have to force yourself to eat. It’s not good to vomit during training.”

“…”

Since meeting Ishudo at school and training together, Michela naturally feels tired, but she’s never vomited during training.

That’s why… the training after breakfast today feels incomparable to previous sessions… both fear and anticipation fill her mind.

“Alright, everyone’s here.”

After finishing lunch and taking a five-minute break, they immediately move to the training grounds.

There, Gulf and the others, along with the twins, Waltz and Lyune, were present.

“So, Ishud, are these kids going to train with us too?”

“Seems like it.”

“Looking forward to it!!!”

“We’ll do our best.”

Deeply bowing their heads, Gulf and the others, as those being instructed, couldn’t say anything.

“Don’t worry. These two have already completed their second job advancements.”

In response to Ishud’s words, while the reactions of Gulf and the others varied, they were all more or less surprised.

“For now, let’s all fight seriously.”

“Huh… Ishud. What do you mean by ‘seriously’?”

“Dangerous attacks that could cut off fingers, arms, or legs are okay. Don’t worry, the healing mages I scouted are super talented.”

At the edge of the room, there were healers dressed appropriately, regardless of gender.

“Alright, you guys… each of you will fight seriously with one another. The time limit is five minutes. If there’s no clear winner after five minutes, it’s a draw. But that doesn’t mean you can just mess around, Philip, and try to skate by.”

“Got it~ Understood~”

The caution regarding Philip’s tendency to slack off wasn’t because Ishud understood it, but rather because he recognized Philip’s agility in getting through fights with the others present here, except for himself, until the five minutes were up.

“Alright… Begin!!!”

Since there’s space for three pairs to fight simultaneously, one pair can rest at a time.

(With Dustin-senpai and Ibuki, Gulf and President-senpai, and Michela and Lyune… Ibuki and President-senpai will probably win… maybe it’s big boobs?)

Ishud squats while holding a specially modified dumbbell made from extra heavy ore.

Seeing his friends watching in that state… Philip wonders if he should do the same.

“Hm? Oh, yeah, Philip. You don’t need to imitate. Your fighting style doesn’t require that much arm strength.”

“I-Is that so? Well, that’s a relief.”

Philip lets out a sigh of relief and shifts his focus to the three ongoing matches.

I was warned that letting things drag on is not good.

So, even if I try my best to some extent, losing is inevitable?

Such thoughts aren’t absent in Philip’s mind… Yet, still, as a man, as a manly man, how can he win in the shortest time possible? To find that out, he began analyzing three matches simultaneously.

(As always, you look at things with such good eyes~~. I like Gulf’s potential too, but when you look at the whole picture, Philip’s talent stands out… Ah, Ibuki cut off Dustin-senpai’s arm.)

Even if his arm is cut off, with Dustin’s spirit and focus… he can still fight in real combat.

That’s undeniable, but this is just training.

The recovery factor serving as the referee immediately declared the end of the match and began treatment.

Even though their arms and legs are skilled enough to be reattached immediately, they can’t restore the blood that flowed from the severed limbs.

Therefore, if their arms or legs are severed, the match is stopped there.

“You’re both tired~~.”

“…I’ve learned the terror of iaido, the fear of the katana.”

For Dustin, it was a result that could be described as losing to his junior, and though he wore a grim expression, he accepted the outcome honestly.

“The same goes for me. Probably, if I had been hit, I would have been completely sliced apart. It was truly… a battle that chipped away at the heart.”

Not just for flattery, but due to the difference in physique, if Ibuki were to try to safely evade Dustin’s attacks… she would have to completely focus on defense.

That’s why Ibuki completely stepped into the opponent’s territory and swung her sword.

“It seems like the last two matches are about to finish as well.”

Before the allotted five minutes had passed, all matches were concluded.

As Ishud predicted, the winners were Ibuki, Christille, and Michela, but the winners’ impressions were all the same.

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