I’ll Live My Second Life!

52

The battle between Cooinu and Heath, which everyone watched over with a sip of solitude, was turned down lightly by Heath.

Then Heath is having dinner with the sluds about the table, as if nothing had happened.

For a while, Couinu, who had been solidified while dressed with a wooden sword, finally moved out after about a minute.

Coming to Heath, I say it again with a hurried face.

“Shit, fight!

“No way. You just said no.”

“Why!?

“Why, what’s in it for me?”

When I hear that reply, everyone in the dining room remembers, “Oh, this guy had this personality…”

At first glance, he looks weak with the appearance of a small, cute system, but contrary, he’s strong, he’s not afraid of anyone, and he says what he wants to say.

I usually act like an asshole, but in the root part, I was a realist.

We were all about to be drunk by that atmosphere by the sudden declaration of the transferee’s duel, but it was strangely calming.

On second thought, if Heath doesn’t get the battle, we won’t be able to talk in the first place.

And due to Heath’s character, that reaction had a zero chance of getting a battle.

But the boys think.

I was wondering if there would be a different response…

Though they are apprentices, they are knights.

You’re a knight. I can’t be specific about this, but isn’t it a cool existence anyway?

Would it not have existed, if we had been challenged to battle, to take it and stand, to have a hot battle with each other to the best of our ability?

When the cousins arrived, they did bring up such a vision in the boys’ heads.

That’s…

I don’t fight because it doesn’t benefit me – it’s certainly true… Truth be told…

(Something different from our imaginary knight…)

In one hassle of eating rice, the knights’ sharp boys laid down their foreheads at Heath’s appearance to cut and throw away the application for the battle of the Cousins.

“Me, Benefits……”

Couinu comes up with it in a hurry, being told he won’t take the battle even though it doesn’t have any benefits.

“Well… I’ll have dinner tomorrow night…”

“Are you really stupid?

“Sabel, our family heirloom -”

“I don’t want it”

“And land……?

“What are you gonna do with me?”

Couinu presents the benefits with desperate thought, but Heath’s answer was absent.

Hey, Couinu had tears in his eyes.

But Heath’s response is cold.

“Me, if anything knightly is challenged to battle, even without merit, put it on your pride -!”

“Hey, it’s you.

If I lose the battle, I don’t have a chance of even being that pivotal knight, do I?

The only people who need me are the 18th Knights. When that happens, there’s no pride, no shit, it’s your meal.

You’re not going to take that kind of battle.

If you know what I mean, you can’t keep your mouth shut and eat. ”

That’s how I wickedly snuggled and waved to pay for the dog.

From then on, don’t even look at the cooinu. Eat dinner.

There was no rivalry between the knights, but in rhetoric it was Heath’s overwhelming victory. Couinu, who was no longer able to say anything, stumbled on the spot silently for a while and left his seat that day with Bob when he saw Heath, who did not react completely to Couinu anymore. Those eyes were a little teary after all.