Third Person
Boldoi's land mass is one of the best or second best in the eastern part of the continent.
From there it goes to a neighboring country.
It is not a distance that can be traveled in a day or two.
So we're going to have to set up camp a lot.
"Cough*!"
Doss is bleeding from the corner of his mouth.
Looks like he cut his lip again today.
"H-hey."
A Boldoi soldier talks to me.
"What?"
"No, don't you have to stop that?"
"It's the usual, so there's no problem."
Doss stands up.
Thrust a spear at Olasha
That spear is for real combat.
One wrong move and Olasha could die.
"You're losing focus!"
However, Olasha easily dodged it and mercilessly hit him in the abdomen with the belly of his sword.
This is the daily life of Doss and Olasha.
Doss's whole body is a mess.
He's always left with fresh wounds and bruises.
"Always hide your killing intent! Don't let anyone sense it until you've killed it!"
If he senses even the slightest bit of Doss's murderous intent, Olasha will attack him mercilessly.
"Are you serious…"
"What's with that guy..."
"That's terrible..."
The evaluation of Olasha around him is as low as it gets.
Of course
They only saw him in training.
"Your grip is loose!"
He punched him in the shoulder.
You can hear the sound all the way here
Even so, Doss never gives up and stands up again and again.
He thinks quickly and does what he's told.
Doss takes a deep breath.
And exhale deeply.
Inhale again.
"Deyaaaaa!"
He repeats a series of thrusts, spat out, and thrusts again.
The speed is so great that it's hard to believe it's a spear.
"You're not paying attention!"
Olasha stamps his foot on the last thrust.
The blade of the spear pierces the ground
"Gah!"
Doss is hit on the shoulder from the side and blown away.
"You still don't have enough training."
"…I'm sorry."
"After you eat, please exercise before going to bed. That's all for today."
Olasha said as he headed towards the edge of the camp.
"B-boy. Are you okay?"
"Ahh, you're covered in mud."
"I'll bring you some hot water now, so wait."
Contrary to Olasha's assessment, Doss's assessment is high.
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"Yo, good work."
"Oya, something happened?"
I came to see Olasha eating at the edge of the camp.
"Why are you eating alone?"
"I'm not good at them."
"Did something happen?"
I think it's the soldiers and other adventurers who are not so good at this.
"It seems I'm bothered by petty things."
"Ha?"
"The way they eat makes me feel uncomfortable."
Is there something wrong with that?
"The others who I spent time with in the Holy Kingdom didn't chew with their mouths open."
"Does that bother you?"
"Yeah, it's extremely unpleasant."
Also, he doesn't like them making noises when drinking soup.
"Even more disturbing is the sound they are doing with their mouth even when they are not doing anything. It's so unpleasant that I can't sleep."
"Well, you're worried with petty things."
"Right?"
To them, Olasha seems like a cold-blooded person.
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