Well... a few years ago, although that dish tasted great , it tasted disgusting. Have you tried it?
Cusanus, looking at Leonardo, uttered these words.
"I would eat it, but it's so little..." Leonardo replied, choking slightly. He thought he sounded like the real Versailles.
When Kuzan came down, the subsequent preliminary tests were not very impressive. Perhaps some could defeat Sato, but their strength was about the same. Leonardo glanced at the people present - their faces were familiar, but they would most likely be ordinary passersby in the future. Except for one girl his age with a sword on her waist. She would probably become someone important in the future, but girls in their world were difficult to distinguish from each other, except for their figure. He was not sure if this was the future Admiral candidate Momotsugi . After all, during this period, there were few outstanding women in the Marine Corps - perhaps Vice Admiral Tsuru, and then Momoutsugi, who could stand out. The timing seemed to coincide, but he still had doubts.
Apart from this girl, who was possibly Momoutsugi, he didn't recognize anyone.
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– 997... 998... 1001.. 1002... Hey! When will this end? I thought I came to the Marine Academy to learn how to chop people up... If I had known this earlier, I would have stayed home with my father.
On the Academy's training ground, Leonardo sat swinging two huge dumbbells and grumbling constantly.
Three months had passed since the beginning of the school year, and life at the Marine Corps Academy was incredibly boring. Leonardo felt like he was back in school from a past life, and he had to study many subjects. The cultural program alone had several major subjects and a dozen minor ones. This made him think that entering the Academy was just a gilded veneer, and the real goal was to learn to fight from Zephyr. But when he was given a whole package of study materials on the first day of school, Leonardo froze!
These three months were spent studying theory. Apart from the introductory speech, they hadn't even seen Zephyr. Leonardo had already realized that Zephyr was responsible for practical classes, while the theory was handled by faceless instructors who weren't even given names. The past three months had been pure torture for him. Only on the training ground, where he could sweat, did he find an outlet for his irritation.
- ...The first three months of each year are devoted to theory, and after passing the exams, Zephyr begins teaching practice. Wasn't that written in the curriculum at the beginning of the semester? But judging by your previous results, even if the instructor has a good relationship with you, he is unlikely to let you through, - said the girl next to him, swinging a dumbbell slightly smaller than Leonardo's, and cast a disdainful glance at him.
In her eyes, he was a strange man. In combat, except for Kuzan, no one could compare to him. Even she herself was not his opponent. But during the entrance exam, he argued with Instructor Sato, who taught theory, and at some point, everyone thought he was weak. In normal classes, he also did not try hard, was constantly distracted, and behaved almost like friends with the instructors. Now they treated him like a relative. She did not know what he had been doing for the past three months. If she did not know that he was from the family of a vice admiral, she would have thought that he was a pirate spy who had infiltrated the Academy...
When she returned home, out of curiosity, she asked her older sister, and she explained that this was the custom in Vice Admiral Curry's family...
– 1235.. 1238... What's the point of learning all this, girl? You must understand that the main thing in the Marines' work is to maintain justice and cut down enemies. All this equipment repair and sea weather are just additional skills. Life is hard enough, why meddle in other people's affairs? Kuzan, you agree with me, right?
Leonardo, swinging a huge dumbbell, turned to Kuzan, who was lying on the ground, blindfolded and almost asleep.
From a psychological standpoint, I feel envious. False users, they are so amazing. Their level is so high from the start that they don't need to go through that useless basic training. As Zephyr said, Kuzan is already nineteen years old and his physical strength is enough to learn the Six Marine Styles. After that, he will be able to master and awaken Armament Hakki. He doesn't need to sweat like the others, because they use training to strengthen their attack, but False users already have destructive power. Their attack methods are different, and the sweat they shed is just unnecessary. So for these three months, while the others were training hard in the gym, this guy chose to watch them suffer as if it was his hobby, and doze off while enjoying their tense faces.
"Well... I guess that's how it is," Kuzan muttered, lying on the floor half asleep and turning into a comfortable position.
- Look, you grew up in luxury, not knowing what it's like to suffer as a common man. They learn to repair ships, manage sails, apply coatings, and so on, just so they can one day feed their families. When you go out to sea to fight pirates, you'll do it all yourself. Won't that put many people on the ship out of work? Won't that reduce their opportunities? What are we fighting for justice for? Isn't it so that people all over the world can live peacefully and happily? If a man can't feed his family, what peace and happiness can we talk about?.. Ugh... Kuzan, make me some ice, I'm barely holding on...
Leonardo continued to chat while the girl with the sword and the others in tracksuits sweated hard.
He finally realized who this girl was. She was indeed Vice Admiral Tsuru's sister. Her current name was Gion, and Momoutsugi was her future call sign when she became a Vice Admiral. Although I'm not sure if they were sisters, given their age difference. If they were sisters, given the Vice Admiral's age, even if their parents got married and had children early, they would have been over forty-five years old by the time Gion appeared.
"At forty-five, having children? A vice-admiral probably can't even be a father, much less a mother..." Leonardo muttered