I Am No King's

Chapter 19: Completed Exercises and Information

Five days have passed since I fought Eliot. After that fight, the training location moved to the royal military zone.

The amulet for users, like the one I and Ufia use, has no difference. However, the Amulet used to make the protective wall during the match was much more advanced than the knight school. One Amulet can create walls up to several hundred square meters. Right now, the one making the protective wall is Jeanne's maid.

I used the minigun to release a rain of ammunition on Ufia.

Ufia has grown quite rapidly. He was already able to throw away the knight's code of conduct. He also did not hesitate to use soil, sand, or any object that could be used against me.

While avoiding the rain of ammunition, Ufia sent bazookas up or behind me, attacking from the blind spot. He's done it a few times. When I let my guard down for dodging the bazooka attack, Ufia lunged at me.

Blarr blarr blarr

Several explosions have appeared.

Ufia retreated before the explosions hit her body. I was only able to turn around, covering my head from the explosion.

Prior to this, at my request, Jeanne gave the Amulet that was commonly used by both the military and the knight school. After I dismantled it, I found that Amulet did not use someone's controlling powers for her operation.

Before use, the amulet had been filled with a person's controlling energy. With a computer system, the amulet uses the control of silver that has been stored, making a shield around the user's body.

Simply put, this amulet is an automatic silver dust control device.

If the silver dust in the amulet operates with the force of control, then that control will disappear when it comes into contact with my skin. If there is an attack coming to my face, or any other part that is not covered by cloth, then the attack will land on the body. This explains why my hand was able to reach the face of Ufia in the battle royale and Eliot's arrowhead scratched my cheek.

My decision on the battle royale, not completely trusting the amulet, was absolutely correct. If I let a single bullet in my head, my life would have been over by then.

Since the system was automated, using a computer, I was able to modify it as well. In addition to protecting the body from injuries, normally, this Amulet also makes users not feel sick.

I modified it so that the body still received pain but left no wounds. The Ufia must get used to the pain. And of course, me and Ufia wore the amulet I had codified.

And because of these modifications as well, now I feel as if my skin is burning. Since my face was unprotected, I had to cover it with my body.

"EMIR! IF YOU WANT TO ATTACK LOOK AROUND! YOU DON'T KNOW THE PAIN OF GETTING HIT BY YOUR BLAST!"

"Sorry..."

Not wasting a chance, when I spoke to the Emir, Ufia came forward crashing with a large sword. Since the attack came from above, I can hold it with a shoulder shield. And, as usual, Ufia did not emit any bloodlust at all. Makes me have to sharpen my instincts.

"Good, rest!"

I stopped this exercise for a moment.

"Huh, huh, huh, thank you."

Ufia thanked him while adjusting her breath.

Naturally Ufia was out of breath. He moved to and fro with a large sword that had to be controlled. Not to mention, he sent bazookas back and up to me. The further the object is controlled, the greater the stamina and concentration required.

I was also sweating, but my breathing was still normal compared to Ufia. We walked to the side of the training ground, where Jeanne and Emir were waiting with a bottle of water.

Without warning, I pulled the gun and opened fire on Ufia. Ufia was able to push my hand away, deflecting the line of fire.

Ufia smiled as she looked at me. I smiled too.

Goody. His instincts were already active even though he wasn't fighting. This way he's worthy enough to be a Schneider agent, even though I don't know the requirements to be a Schneider agent anyway.

We continued our journey to the Emir and Jeanne.

"Ahh, it's very hot if you exercise outdoors."

"That's no reason for you to open your jacket." Jeanne stops the Emir who puts his hands on the jacket zipper. "Emir, Lugalgin's been reminding you all the time, but how come you don't seem to understand either?"

"Hot. In this jacket I must have been soaked in sweat."

The Emir will not budge. He's denying Jeanne.

"That's exactly the main reason why you shouldn't take your jacket off."

"You who wear casual t-shirts and pants have no right to say it."

"I did train to fight wearing casual clothes. If you protest, why don't you wear casual t-shirts and pants too?"

I swung my hand, which was holding the water bottle, towards the Emir and Jeanne, dousing the water on their heads.

"It's hot here, don't make things hotter."

"Ma, sorry."

The Emir and Jeanne replied in a hearty tone.

On the other hand, Ufia no longer protested me as she used to. In the past, if I treated Emir and Jeanne like this, she would be angry and protested immediately, saying that I was presumptuous and forgot my position. Apparently, she already considered my and Jeanne's position the same. Or is he afraid I'm gonna stop training him?

On the other hand, Jeanne also did not protest or feel offended by the way I treated her. Quite the opposite, after seeing the way I spoke and treated the Emir, he wanted to be treated that way.

You are abnormal nobles.

"Ufia, I think you're worthy enough to be a schneider agent. You can throw away the code of conduct of knights and your instincts remain active even though you do not fight. So, for the next two days, all you need to learn is fighting techniques and improving your physical abilities.

"READY!"

Ufia answered swiftly.

Wait up! Why did he answer me like a soldier. This is not what I want. I got worried.

All right, I want to try something.

"Ufia, take off your jacket."

"SIA-EHH? Eh? Open jacket? In here?"

"Yes, take off your jacket. Do it!"

Ufia's face flushed red, her cheeks completely blushed. He tried to cover his body with both hands. Despite the hesitation, Ufia brought her hands closer to the jacket zipper.

As soon as Ufia's hand touched the jacket zipper and started opening it, I immediately splashed my bottled water on her head.

Ufia fell silent, not moving, not saying anything. Now his body is soaked, not by sweat, but by drinking water.

On the other hand, the Emir and Jeanne threw cold eyes at me, but I didn't care about it.

"Alright, now your head should be cold enough. Ufia, are you aware of your mistake?"

Ufia did not issue an answer. He just shakes.

"Although I conditioned that you obey all my commands, but you should have questioned when I gave the orders just now. I didn't educate you to be a soldier. I didn't educate you to be a good Schneider agent either because I didn't know what a good agent is.

"I educated you so you could survive in the black market world. If you obey all my words, or the words of your boss, I can make sure you live short. If you get a questionable order, don't follow it right away or your life's at stake."

"Ba, fine!"

Ufia replied in a high tone. After hearing my words, she was suddenly excited.

On the other hand, I taught Ufia to rebel if she received any strange orders. Supposedly, my teachings are not suitable for soldiers or agents. However, since Jeanne didn't protest, I didn't care about her.

Addition.

"Emir, you saw Ufia's reaction, right?" I'm switching the conversation to the Emir. "That's a normal female reaction to being told to take off her jacket when she's just wearing igni."

"No buts."

I hit Emir's head with an empty plastic bottle.

"Okay, break time is over."

***

In the evening, the routine returned to normal, I trained the Emir to be a good housewife. And as always, for the night, I taught the Emir how to cook.

"Ohhh..."

I stopped stirring the soup when I heard Emir's moaning. I shrink the stove fire and walk towards the Emir. As usual, the Emir accidentally cut his finger while trying to cut the vegetables.

"here." I pulled Emir's hand over to the dishwasher, doused him with tap water. "I told you, if your hands are sliced, immediately watered with water so as not to get infected."

The Emir groaned softly when the water touched his wound. Not because of fighting, his hands are actually full of wounds because of learning to cook.

I took out a plaster wound from the first aid kit. Ever since the emir came, I've been preparing this box in the corner of the kitchen. Okay, this way, the wound's closed.

"Will you continue?"

"Yes, of course."

Despite repeated failures, cutting off his own finger, and many times I've been scolded, the Emir has never been discouraged. He will try many times until finally succeed, although the success ratio is still below 40 percent anyway.

Our dinner was quite simple, namely rice, stew meat, soup, salad, and warm tea. Tonight, Jeanne says she wants to have dinner with us. Therefore, we cook more portions than usual.

A small conversation took place on the table while we were having dinner. Even though I said it happened on the table, the ones who were talking more were Jeanne and Emir, me and Ufia were listening more often. The two of them talked about some things regarding the palace or the customs of other nobles.

In this kind of relaxed moment, not in the middle of training, Ufia did not dare to accept my gaze. Every time I looked at him, he would throw a face. However, if I don't see, he keeps staring at me.

"Ufia, is there anything you want to say?"

"A, ah, that..."

"Is this about your treatment of me all this time?"

Ufia did not respond. He lowered his head and nodded slowly.

"Here you go, I don't mind it. Rather than me, you should be worried about yourself."

Especially since Charisma was forced to give up the management of all her orphanages.

"Eh? Meanin?"

I've guessed. He didn't realize it.

"You think.no," I corrected my words. "You think you're insulting and blaspheming me, because I'm incompetent, on your own consciousness?"

Ufia squinted her eyes. "What do you mean?"

"I don't have any definitive proof yet, but according to my estimation, all of you did so because of orders from the current head of the family, Enlil Alhold, grandfather. He is the mastermind behind all this. How do you think everyone in the Alhold compact family insulted one person just because he was incompetent? Though the Alhold family is a family that upholds achievements and achievements."

Ufia's eyes widened. Unlike before when he kept avoiding my sight, now he looked me deeply in the eye, seeking confirmation of my words.

"I don't know why yet. But, maybe, these two Schneider agents know about it."

The Emir and Jeanne cast their eyes off. In fact, they were not trying to hide it anymore.

"Because you're agent Schneider, they're both gonna tell you sooner or later. So, I'm not—"

A rock music sound, interrupting. I didn't expect him to call me now.

"I'm sorry, I have to take this call."

"Yes, please." Jeanne and Emir respond simultaneously.

I pulled the candybar phone out of my pocket and walked off the table.

I picked up the phone. "Attime,"

After leaving the house, next to the road, I continued the conversation.

"Well, what do you get?"

[What is a proper sentence after a long time of not contacting us and suddenly asking for information?]

An angry voice sounded from the phone.

"Rather than protesting, Mulisu, your ability to obtain information has drastically decreased since I left. Are you guys all right?"

[The information you ask for is not easy to find. We even had to extort information from agents Schneider and Gugalanna.]

I just came out, I already felt the presence of others. I suspect another Schneider agent is trying to eavesdrop on my conversation. I do not need to worry because all communication through this mobile phone uses a secure line that cannot be tracked or intercepted. So, only my words need to curate.

"So?"

Starting from this point, I use the word or sentence as ambiguous as possible. The one who eavesdropped on me would not understand, but this woman would understand.

[As per our knowledge. The cold war between Bana'an and Mariander never took place. The relationship between Bana'an and Mariander was hot, but not to the level of cold war.]

I've guessed.

[You expected it, right? Well, his name is also Lugalgin. However, they are really keen to spread the information that 'ACTUALLY' Bana'an and Mariander are in a cold war. Some black market organizations have started to believe it.]

"Are these two sides?"

[Haha, you know it.] Mulisu laughed satisfied. [No. Only the Bana'an side is keen to spread this information. Mariander's side didn't spread it.]

Then why did you say them? But I'm not saying that outspokenly. I just screamed in my mind.

[To be complete, yes, it's normal.]

I'll get the full file printed on flammable paper. Not now, of course.

"Then, does anyone need more attention?"

[Yes, the revolutionary group in Mariander is at its highest point. They've already subverted two dukes. Great right?]

"Ah....then? Why should this get more attention?"

[In their group, there are incompetents like you.]

Seriate

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