[Then, let’s practice the first battle. Please tell me what kind of weapon you want to use. I will give it to you if I have one.]
Cloud raises his hand.
[I want to use a sword.]
He seems a little embarrassed while talking. Even though the effect of <fear> has already faded, his attitude is the same as before.</fear>
[In fact, I have a dream of being an adventurer and fighting monsters with a sword. Well, I gave it up when I became slave…]
I’m sure it’s hard to be an adventurer after having been a slave. If someone want a slave who can fight, they will buy a battle slave, and only a whimsical master would purposefully train a non-combat slave for combat. Well, there is one here.
However,”want to be adventurer”…… I have to make sure he don’t have too much of a sense of justice like Yurika had. Should I ask him to be sure?
[Cloud, for example……]
I tell him about the incident in the Torte Forest and the request from the village chief. When I’m finished, I ask him, “What are you going to do?”. Cloud thinks for a while before answering.
[… That’s right. In my case, I would refuse that request.]
[Why?]
[Because the condition of the request is too uncertain, the reward is bad, and there is no objective to complete, either. Because many of the details are omitted during the discussion, we don’t even know what we’ll be facing. It is possible that we will discover the incident too late, and it causes more damage than we can handle…]
Yeah. He gets perfect marks from me. His line of thought is the same as mine. I don’t think he will be killed like Yurika……
[Was my answer all right?]
His voice is a little uneasy.
[Yeah, no problem at all. It is a good answer. By the way, what would you do if I’m there and told you to not to accept the request?]
[Eh? Of course, you refused the request. It isn’t possible to ignore Master’s opinion.]
An immediate answer. Yep, I don’t think he will be like Yurika. Should I make Cloud as the leader of the sub-party?
[Oh, right. About your weapon. Take this.]
I take a “one-handed iron sword” from the item box and give it to him. I also give him a little <sword mastery=""> skill. The skills I gave them a little while ago are and <detection>. I plan to give them <martial arts=""> skills along with the weapons.</martial></detection></sword>
[I-Is it okay for me to use something like this!?]
[Yeah, it isn’t being used right now. I think you can use it effectively.]
[Th-Thank you very much.]
Because Maria and I are the only people who use swords (Sera uses a great sword.), and I have frozen oranges while Maria has a Treasure Sword of Everlasting Darkness, giving him a “one-handed iron sword” isn’t a problem.
I give weapons to the other slaves. I put those weapons on table and then let them choose. Those weapons were what we found in thieves’ hideout, and there was quite a variety there. But Yuria’s weapon of choice is a whip. It is quite suited to her royalty. “Oh, that is Mio’s role,” I think in secret. Because I don’t have <whip> skill, I give her a dagger as a sub-weapon.</whip>
I planned to give them magic, too, but because this is their first fight, I want them to remember it. It isn’t too late to let them fight from the distance after that.
I distributed a lot of items to them, but unfortunately, I don’t have enough protective gear for them all. I have to prepare those in the next town.
Well then, preparation is complete.
[Next is a meal!]
You can’t fight with an empty stomach.
Cloud is dumbfounded. Others also have the same expression. I asked the original members to prepare them with telepathy. So Mio, Maria and Sera were preparing the food in kitchen “Room” while we were in the middle of choosing weapon.
[Aren’t we going to fight? We already choose our weapons…]
[No, I’m going to let you eat first. Practice will start once everyone has a short rest after the meal.]
[O-Okay…]
It seems they didn’t know they would have a meal first. They didn’t expected to do that before doing something like fighting.
Mio came out of carriage with food in her hands and put it on the table that I used for the weapon selection process.
[Oh, my! Sorry for the wait… This is Napolitan, Mio’s speciality!]