Academy Slave Instructor

111 – The Best Horses in the Academy

The Best Horses in the Academy

“Turn, turn, turn! Cuthbert Don’t fall behind!”

“aaah!!”

As Sesset screamed, Cuthbert let out a roaring spirit.

Just by looking at his face, he looks like a hero who overcomes adversity, but shouting spirits does not make a running horse faster.

As one body, Cuthbert, who is gradually moving away from the moving pack, urges, but the tired horse gradually slows down.

“The horse is tired, so let’s take a break.”

At Se-Seth’s words, the academy students look relieved, but they soon change to serious faces and speak solemnly.

“No, it takes endless effort to win. I’m thirsty for victory.”

“I can still do it. I’m always ready.”

“I’m not tired of this. Everyone can do it, right?”

Sesset looks at the academy students with cold eyes as they bring out her prepared lines.

Because she prepared her lines in advance, she feels that something is out of place, and she emphasizes herself with every word she says.

Her efforts to somehow appeal to Aria, whom she trains with, are imaginary, but in the eyes of Sesset, everyone looks like an idiot.

Diana’s prediction that Arya would improve her training efficiency was correct.

The academy students who participated in order to catch her eye even just a little bit worked hard and trained, and everyone must have their own schedule, but not a single one has missed training so far.

She can’t express it, but she trains with Aria, who wants to get along with other kids, so she is actively devoted to training as if she enjoys it.

She is highly motivated and has good training results, but the problem is that she works too hard.

That means running anyway. It’s not that the rider doesn’t consume stamina, but the maneuver training, which is no different from sprinting, makes horses tired faster than people.

The horse Cuthbert is riding is breathing heavily, as if it will die.

Her deep, round eyes were looking at three three, as if she were telling her to save herself.

Equestrian training requires a fairly large space.

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In the case of simple individual competitions or short-distance horse racing, you can rent a horse and practice alone, but there is not much space to practice in team competitions where the number of people increases.

No matter how large the academy is, there is not enough space to drive horses in groups without disturbing people.

As a result, the practice space is set at a set time for each class and used alternately.

Since it was a limited time, we trained harder when we got together, but in the end, the problem was the horse with the person on it.

It is also important to keep the horse in good condition. If you get hurt while training, it’s a catastrophe.

She thinks she will lose her words if she goes any further, so Sesset forces her to stop training and rest.

There are complaints here and there, but everyone is conscious of the aria, and they don’t say it strongly because they desperately want a rest.

There are only a few days left until the competition.

Although he is a pure wizard, he believes in and follows all the words of the three with high tactical results, so his training results are coming out well.

I hear a lot of stories about other class members fighting because of a discord among the group event participants, and some of them are dropping out one by one as their schedules don’t match.

Compared to those classes, the performance was good, so it was good, but I thought that the three three lacked a decisive shot.

It is unavoidable to participate in a group event in which the entire class participates, but individual skills become more important as the number of people decreases in a small cavalry event with 10 people.

Aria is the best horse rider here.

His personal skills are excellent and his equestrian skills are also good. But other academy students are sorry, but their skills are a little low.

In other classes, the instructor made the list himself, so it’s only natural that the A-class academy students who made the list in a rough-and-tumble way are pushed aside.

Aside from Aria, there were no talents to use.

Zero Ah at least trains her horse well. She coordinates her speech and breathing well, and she also comforts other students at the academy.

The basics are okay, but that’s it. What she needed now was someone with great horsemanship skills, not a trainer.

“It would be perfect if Princess Emilia participated.”

“Oh, compared to the others, I’m just a toddler.”

She doesn’t participate in equestrian competitions for safety reasons, but Emilia, who comes to cheer the academy students every time there is a training session, smiles a little at Sesset’s words.

It’s not humility, it’s actually like that. No matter how much she went to the academy, Emilia was the child of the emperor, so it was only natural that her skills were lower than the academy students who gathered to become a knight.

“If attacking with the princess in front is considered treason, wouldn’t winning the championship be a matter of course?”

“Ha ha ha, no. If I do, my father will scold me.”

Emilia laughs and shakes her head at Sesset’s joke about using her lineage to do something stupid.

When she was in the first grade, her class was different, so she only occasionally saw her face at her gatherings, but she was in the same class, and now she and Emilia were close enough to joke.

“Here’s a cold towel.”

“Thank you! I will make this towel an heirloom and pass it down to my children!”

“A towel is just a towel. The honor of the family must be Cuthbert.”

“Please give it to me, Princess, I will hand over the towel.”

“No, it’s okay. Everyone works hard, but I’m not good enough. I have to do something like this.”

It’s not just the three sets who became close.

She became friends with the three of them the fastest because she had good sociability, but Emilia, who approached her academy students first with a low attitude, was friendly with all of her academy students.

It was a friendly training session, but not everyone was in a good mood.

“Are you kidding me!”

“No! I’m not kidding, it’s really no good!”

Filia and Aslan were fighting with each other raising their voices.

It was rare for the calm and sincere Philia to raise her voice, but all the academy students who watched her nodded in sympathy with her heart.

“Mr. Agnes told me many times! Match the rhythm of the words!”

“I got it right and it turned out like this!”

If you’re looking for the best horse riders in Class A, it’s narrowed down to Diana and Philia.

Diana was always good at it, and since Philia stayed at Rai’s house, she was able to get private lessons from Agnes.

She was already quite good at her skills, so after she met Agnes, she became a philia whose skills were rapidly improving.

On the other hand, Aslan lived at Rai’s house, but his riding skills were still poor.

She is participating in other events, and Philia took her time to teach her, but Asran’s poor skills blew her away.

No matter how much she teaches, she won’t listen.

“Now, look. If you can’t catch the rhythm, watch the horse bend its legs and pull it up at the right timing.”

Having found her cool, Philia demonstrates her and makes her mounted charge.

Perhaps thanks to Agnes’ education, the movements are clean and unnecessarily.

Seeing the mounted charge that seemed to become one body with her horse, Aslan confidently swung her arms around and said.

“I get it now. Can I just pull it?”

“Yes, with the feeling that you are pulled secondarily by the power of the horse’s step.”

“Okay, I understand.”

Aslan nodded his head and charged.

Athran, who used to run only by looking at the horse’s legs without looking ahead, pulls with all his strength at the right timing.

The thigh holding the saddle tightened strongly, and the horse floated in the air following Aslan.

“Huh?”

Athran makes a strange sound at first feeling.

Her horse didn’t jump to the rhythm of the running, but she ignorantly lifted her horse with her own strength.

She is, of course, frightened of words and twists her body, kicking and kicking in the air.

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Athlan, who rolled on the floor with the horse, jumped up.

“Whoa, I almost died.”

Fortunately, her horse was not injured, but Philia’s expression looking at her from behind is not unusual.

Aslan flinched at the ominous smile on Filia’s face.

“Now, look. This is a mounted charge.”

Philia thrusts her spear forward and charges her horse towards Aslan.

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“Damn it, you’re so mad at me for not being able to ride a horse.”

Aslan grumbled and took a horseback stance.

Perhaps it was unfair that he was attacked by Philia in the afternoon, his gossip continued even in the evening.

Still, he is practicing even late at night, as if he is aware of his lack of skills.

A black horse looks at Aslan, who is in a strange posture by himself, chewing on food, but he doesn’t care.

It wasn’t once or twice that the damn thing did that.

Instead, I kept repeating the posture Agnes told me to practice.

I couldn’t use training horses right now, so I had to practice at least like this.

“Do you poop?”

Ray approaches with two glasses of beer and talks to Aslan.

I didn’t bring it to share a drink with him who is working hard on training. He eats one cup himself and pours the other into the trough, and the Black Horse excitedly bangs his head.

It’s not just Rai, Agnes is also coming riding Tora.

She also held her beer mug with both hands, but perhaps because of her unicorn, Tora, she didn’t shake even if she didn’t use her hands, perhaps because of her excellent riding skills.

Aslan, who is on horseback, is embarrassed as two people and two horses sit around and watch.

He’s not complacent, and he’s not in a good mood because he’s watching.

“If you’re here to laugh, just go.”

“How can I just leave when there is such an interesting spectacle?”

“Bend your knees a little more.”

Rye came to tease her, but Agnes points out her posture, perhaps to help with training.

Following her words, Aslan lowered her posture and asked Rai.

“Is there any magic to riding a horse?”

“Do you have the skills to use two spells?”

As he sips his beer, Rai laughs.

In the horseback charge, mana must be poured into the body to release explosive power all at once.

The flow of mana is not a spell, but you have to spend as much mental power as you use a spell, and it is impossible for Aslan to use another spell.

“It’s okay. You can do it with practice.”

“No, no. That guy is unreasonable.”

Agnes encourages it, but Rai laughs at it, saying it’s too much.

“I must do it.”

The pissed-off Aslan glares at Rai with determination.

“Do you know what your problem is?”

“You can’t ride a horse. Yes, just like Sierra instructor said, I’m trash.”

“No, that’s a side issue. There’s something bigger than that.”

At Rai’s words, Asran shuts her mouth and stares at her.

When he said something like this, there was usually something going on.

With eyes filled with anticipation, Rai is about to play a little more, but his eyes are too serious, so he stops and tells her the answer.

“You are just like Mia. Talent got in the way.”

Aslan doesn’t understand, Rai looks at Agnes.

Agnes, who is superior to Rai in horsemanship, hesitates.

She already knew what Aslan’s problem was. She didn’t tell me until now, just when she thought about his future, she wasn’t sure if this was the right answer for her.

“Aslan-kun’s physical abilities are better than others, so he can’t keep his balance with words.”

Athlan was not particularly shocked because he had already heard it.

He wasn’t just playing around either. He kept trying to match the rhythm and the breath and things.

But the results were not good.

Everyone else is doing well, but only you are not. He couldn’t do it even if he practiced or tried, so he felt like an idiot.

Agnes pauses, looks at the beer glass in his hand, then looks up.

“The solution is actually simple. If the horse can’t keep up with the physical ability, you can ride a better horse.”

As she said, the solution was simple.

If you can’t balance with a horse because of your physical ability, which is strong enough to lift a horse with only your strength, you can ride a horse that is as strong as that.

It was a much quicker method than waiting for Asran’s horsemanship to grow and fine-tune the balance.

However, Agnes did not say anything about the circumstances that might have occurred when he rode a bad horse.

Although Agnes rode Thora, she often lost her horse in battle, and sometimes had to steal the enemy’s horse.

Since training is always preparing for various situations, it was Agnes who cherished his advice, but after talking to Rai, he made up his mind.

You have to keep riding a horse to get more experience, but if this continues, that idiot will never learn horsemanship properly.

Agnes had no choice but to agree with Rai.

Anyway, riding a horse and increasing your experience is more helpful.

She wondered why Asran, who didn’t know the situation, didn’t tell her a simple solution, but her face crumpled at a less hopeful solution than that.

Among the horses offered at the academy, the good ones have already been taken over by someone, and all that remains are the bad ones that no one has chosen.

“Why do you look like sh*t? Here’s the best horse in the academy.”

Rai laughs at him and holds her cup to Black Horse.

Rai opens the fence for her as Aslan stares blankly at the black horse flicking her tongue in awe.

“Did I show you how to tame it? Be cool like a man.”

Athran smiled at those words.

Using the body was the thing he was most confident about.

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