I Am No King's

Chapter 16: Disturbance

"Wake up! Don't expect you to be with us with just this!"

"Ba, good."

Ufia slowly rose up, again.

It's been almost an hour since we've been training. This is the second day since he officially trained. Yesterday, we spent the morning and afternoon doing physical exercises, trying to see the ability of the body. In terms of physical ability, he is not weak. I can even say he's pretty good at being able to follow the three of us, Emir, Jeanne, and me. In terms of physical ability, only the stamina and capacity of his lungs need to be added.

Then, in the afternoon, we did the match practice for two more hours. With this match practice, I can see the shortcomings and advantages of Ufia. After spending all day training with him, I saw that there were 2 biggest flaws of him.

First, it was very difficult for the Ufia to get rid of the habit of fighting with the code of chivalric ethics. In fact, it was as if he had been brainwashed into continuing to fight with the chivalric code of conduct. But, at least, thanks to Jeanne's remarks yesterday that have corrupted this woman, she could start throwing away her code of conduct of chivalry sooner.

Secondly, the instincts of the Ufia are not sufficiently trained. His instincts were quite sensitive and terrifying when in the middle of a fight, but when outside of a fight, or when his opponent showed no fighting intent, his instincts instantly did not work.

And today, we're going through the same schedule. However, today, Jeanne said she had already booked a rehearsal hall at a nearby knight school. We also trained here.

Each city had one or two knight schools. Although different cities, all the knight schools were managed by the Kingdom. So, if there was a talented student, he would be transferred to the capital and could get a scholarship. For students who were here, they were either normal people or new students.

Ufia has not been able to stand up completely, I have hit it.

Ufia was surprised but she was able to withstand my toyaku attack. But my attack is not over. I let go of a low kick to the leg, made it fall, and then released an extra kick right into his face. Almost.

I stopped my feet right in front of his face.

"In the real world, your opponent won't wait for you to stand. They will attack even when you are still lying down. Understood?"

"Menger—"

Without letting Ufia finish her sentence, I released a twisting kick to her left shoulder. He also fell.

Ah... I thought Ufia's instinct was to get back to work when she confronted my toyaku. But, apparently, I was wrong.

The view of the Ufia was already unfocused, half empty. All right, time for a break.

"WATER"

After I shouted, a bucket came, floated up, and poured water on Ufia's face, forcing her back to her senses. The water was carried by one of Jeanne's servants standing beside the room.

"God..." Ufia screaming.

"We take a break for a while, but you need to stay sober."

After I said rest, some servants approached us. They brought wet towels and drank. They were Jeanne's servants. And, unlike the other people I had previously met at the inauguration party, they did not look me one eye.

It's possible that Jeanne's waitress is Schneider's agent as well, but the odds are slim. It might be more realistic to know that Jeanne is a Schneider agent. And since the way I fight is not much different from Jeanne, they won't be able to look me one eye. If they did, it would be the same as looking at Jeanne with one eye.

Ah, by the way, the Emir and Jeanne are training here too, on the other side of the hall. The Emir was wearing Igni clothing coated in military clothing, similar to when we fought Aryhace. On the other hand, Jeanne wore a casual dress wrapped in a jacket.

The great emir of the military and the knight school, it was not unusual for him to be able to wield a sword or spear. But of course, its main ability is the Krat with a large caliber and long-range weapon.

At first, I thought the match practice between Jeanne and the Emir would be one-sided, but my estimation was completely wrong. Jeanne was able to move away from the Emir's bombardment with ease.

Jeanne is not a special person like the Emir. He had a major control in the form of nickel, not as common as quartz, but still common. But, make no mistake. In his clothes, he stuffed nickel pieces in several places. With the nickel, Jeanne was able to move quickly.

Just as Jeanne wanted to jump a long way, she would control the nickel that was in her clothes, making her float a little and reach a longer distance, or height. If he sees a bullet coming towards him, he uses a body reflex that adds restraint to his clothes. With this combination, his body would be able to move even faster, as fast as his mind. The concept is the same as when the Emir wears the Krat as a dress.

Jeanne was able to close the distance between herself and the Emir easily, forcing the Emir to banish Jeanne with a sword. In close quarters, Jeanne was quite an expert in bare-handed martial arts. He was able to fend off and dodge Emir's sword attacks quite well.

The martial arts Jeanne used were defensive, not offensive. To attack, Jeanne uses a throwing knife. With such a small blade, he could store a stock of dozens of blades on his body. Although not for slashing, but at least the blade was enough to dispel the Emir's sword.

But, still unfortunate, Jeanne was completely unable to get close to the Emir when the Emir was serious. What I mean seriously is bombarding all over the place with the barrel of the tank. In this condition, I am not sure I can defeat the Emir without preparation.

Currently, the Emir uses four turret tanks. I wonder how many tank turrets he can control with Krat? I'll ask her next time.

Emir and Jeanne also rest. They came to us.

"So, what do you think? Is one and a half weeks enough to train him?"

Jeanne asked as she rubbed her face with a wet towel.

"There's possibility. Although not as fast as I wanted, but he showed significant progress. And..."

I'm stopping. There is one advantage, or abnormality, that Ufia has. This woman, did not emit any bloodlust at all when fighting. However, his attack was not a half-assed attack. The attack was deadly. It was as if he was a robot when fighting.

If I could get him to eliminate the code of conduct and get his instincts active 24 hours, then he would be a very dangerous person. I'm sure it is. But, yeah, let me think next time.

At that moment, my reflexes suddenly moved.

"Emir, don't open your jacket."

I held Emir's hand when he almost unzipped his short-sleeved jacket.

"But—"

"I told you from yesterday, you're a girl! When you sweat and wet your body and Ignimu's clothes, your curves will be visible. If you take off your jacket, it's like showing your almost naked body to everyone."

"But when I train with the soldiers and palace guards, they don't complain."

"Your position is higher than theirs. How could they complain? And again, for them, it was a beautiful sight for them. Why should they protest?"

"But there's no man but you here."

"There's no buts! Don't take off your jacket! If you want to take it off, do it in the dressing room! Understood?!"

"Upload.. i, yes."

Finally, I removed the Emir's hand and he kept his hand away from the jacket zipper. Face pouting.

"Thank you for saying it, Gin. If you hadn't said it, he would have taken off his jacket by now."

Jeanne responded to my words.

"Then, you didn't say it?"

"Hahhh, I can imagine."

Jeanne and I both breathed heavily. It seems that, before the Emir stayed with me, he was also troublesome to the palace people.

"UPHIA! SO THE RUMOR THAT YOU BECOME AN INCOMPETENT STUDENT IS TRUE! WHAT MEAN?!"

Suddenly a man entered this training hall. Although this room has been reserved for the four of us, there are still people who enter this room without permission.

That person was the middle-aged elder brother of Ufia, Bastion Zas Alhold. He was one of the teachers in this knight school. She has thin brown hair that is almost bald. His clothes, white military clothes, were the typical uniform of a knight school. Bastion approached Ufia. He only looked at me for a moment, showing a look of disgust.

Bastion, this guy. Did he eat his emotions to be disrespectful like this? What I meant was not how he called me incompetent, but to him issuing a high-pitched opinion in front of Jeanne, who was the Princess, even without permission.

But on the other hand, there was no sign of the Emir and Jeanne stopping this man. Wh why? Because this is one of my conditions for the Ufias.

"Sister, this is my own decision. I want to be stronger."

"What did you say? I can teach you, make you stronger. He can become a battle royale champion just for using dirty means."

"No, I will go to the Kingdom of Mariander as a bodyguard. That I—"

"You don't have to do it! You've..."

And they started arguing. But, Ufia could not put up any resistance at all. Every time he said something, Bastion cut him off.

It's starting to bother. I want to continue the training.

All right, let me try how much Ufia's effort is to meet one of the conditions.

Without spitting any blood at all, I swung my toyak, trying to hit Bastion right behind his head.

Tang

Before my toyaku managed to hit Bastion's head, and broke it, Ufia stopped my toyaku with her sword.

The first condition I made to Ufia was that she would take care of all the protests of the Alhold extended family. If I feel disturbed, and suddenly want to attack them, then Ufia should be responsible for my attack. In other words, Ufia had to work hard so that not a single Alhold family would come near me, or she would have to bear the consequences.

"Please, wait a minute, Gin. I'll convince Brother Bas."

"I didn't see it."

"FOUNDATIONAL COWARD! HOW DARE TO ATTACK FROM BEHIND!"

He finally said it. And with a very high tone.

"Bastion!" waiter Jeanne snapped at Bastion. "You think, who would you dare to argue even raise the tone in front of Princess Jeanne? In fact, you did it all without asking permission from Princess Jeanne at all."

One of the servants could no longer hold it. Of course they're angry. Bastion did it all without Jeanne's permission. Indirectly, Bastion stated that he did not respect Princess Jeanne at all.

But, I'm sure the waiter got on board because Bastion said attacking from behind was a cowardly act. They did not accept it because, indirectly, Bastion insulted Jeanne. And, not just that one waiter, I'm sure all the maids here are also offended and angry.

On the other hand, it seemed that Bastion was consumed with emotion and anger so he was unaware of the presence of Jeanne, who was standing behind me. As soon as he realized it, he immediately knelt down towards Jeanne. He lowered his gaze. No, not just his view. Even he lowered his head so deeply, as if his head could escape from the neck at any moment.

"I'm sorry for the carelessness of the servant, Princess Jeanne, I am completely unaware of the presence of Princess Jeanne. Ham-"

"Is it because you're an Alhold, you think you're taller than Princess Jeanne? Were it not for Ufia and Lugalgin, I would have considered all the Alholds to be people without ethics and manners like you."

It wasn't Jeanne who responded to Bastion, it was her servant.

He put my name in, saying I'm a better person than Bastion.

"No, I didn't mean that."

"Bastion," Jeanne began to speak. "Lugalgin was the guest I invited to be the teacher and instructor for Ufia, and Ufia accepted him without any objections. Are you questioning my decision?"

"I, that...."

"In addition, Lugalgin is currently my guest. You know what I mean?"

When one becomes a guest of a noble, then the protection of that guest is entirely the duty of the noble in question. When the guest is insulted or attacked without the consent of the noble in question, it is the same that the person insults and attacks the noble directly.

And yes, of course I know all this. I deliberately attacked Bastion to make him explode and do this.

My view and Jeanne's meet. He just smiled. He seems to be aware of my intentions.

At this time, Jeanne showed her figure as a noble. In fact, out of all the nobles I have faced, only Princess Yurika is capable of exerting greater pressure. Although I haven't known him for long, my instinct says, his tongue-licking ability is really scary.

At a time like this, I am quite grateful that asking to be my wife is an Emir who is plain and not good at tongue-licking. If the one asking to be my wife is Jeanne or Princess Yurika, I'm not sure I can handle it.

"No, I have no intention of insulting Princess Jeanne at all. Absolutely not, Princess, but, Lugalgin is..."

Bastion did not continue his speech. Although the rumor that the Alhold family thought of me as a disgrace has been widely circulated, the Alhold family still does not admit it. They do it to protect their good name. Though actually their rejection was already useless when Ninlil and I confirmed it at the inauguration party.

"If you want to make a complaint or complaint, prove yourself by becoming a battle royale champion. Right now, Lugalgin who is a battle royale champion, has a higher status than you. His opinion is more appreciated than yours."

"Then, how about he fight my former regal knight, who is also the battle royale champion?"

Suddenly another voice came into the room.

Seriously, even though this room has been ordered for our personal needs, but people can just enter this room? What does it mean to order this room?

Seriate

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In this chapter, there is a change of terms from the previous head of the tank to the turret tank. unfortunately, this turret does not have an official translation. For google translate, there is only a choice of dome or small tower, but different intentions. So I had to use English.

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