My Antagonist Life Reancarnation's
Chapter 3: 17

This time Annie did not become a coach but like the other students and members. Rehearses.

They were asked to practice unsheathing the sword while taking a step forward and taking a step back. It is the dojo-dojo style of exercise.

They say this is the Eastern style of exercise. So it was only natural for Annie to consider this an ordinary matter.

She, Annie, noiselessly followed the people. Moving in rhythm with the others. The longer they practice, the more different styles they perform.

A distance of about one meter makes them more flexible in doing this last movement.

The movement they do is, with the prefix holding both hands and then stomping them forward.

Continued with such a surprise attack, their dominant hand throws them off in a sideways or oblique form.

After that they took a step back and made another new move.

The style they use is not necessarily different. As if it was one style. Not created anything else.

All movements are done in rhythm. Students and new members who first study are separated into groups on their own.

Then for people who have trained it often enough, placed in the second year and so on. Including Annie.

Don't forget that it was Furai or Dinda who became the magic trainer with her sword Annie. If Annie says it, the instructor's free.

Different for those who choose Mage jobs, they are also in different ranks. Trained with a long-range attacking training and PvP.

They are truly aesthetic.

This learning is done directly for all levels in a field that is more than one hectare in size.

In order to create a more efficient time, they do it directly once in a period of 15 days.

And only 7 days did they do it. The teachers who trained were all within one sphere. There were about a few dozen teachers teaching in this open scope.

They teach in one scope as much as that. Can be calculated with the suffix of thousands by the fingers.

The lesson continues until it doesn't feel like night is coming. The sun is at an angle of 60 degrees to go down.

Annie was given a tent for herself to sleep in by the teachers there. Remembering his contributions to the students he taught.

But again, he refused. Insomniacs in bed. It is difficult for the disease to compromise. His bed was abandoned.

Long ago it became a den of demons, no one occupied it.

Annie was given a new group as well by Furai. He was asked to coordinate them with orders while hunting.

As a result, most results from hunting them something big or numerous.

Therefore, the bar-bar people should not be made a group, so the result is also bars. Not kaluan.

Because Elgartara and Arthur are in Annie's group. Annie, who belongs to the category of bars, was dropped off, becoming the Elgartara who connected the group that almost lost its sanity.

Then, forgive Author who did not make Annie categorize as Ice Princess and calm down. Initially the intention was that, but the Author even kebablasan. Yeah. that's it.

But, just calm down. Won't change the course of the scenario that Author remembers in the head.

The group that Annie was accompanying became an excessive group of materials. So share the victim. The charity count.

For her chops no, Annie had no more. He brought more, but more for himself, not the group. So not shared with others.

The cooking event happened. Annie who always made during making food for her group.

Even so, it is still being helped by others. He gave the order to cut or something. The rest is really He who does it.

Ordinary, young mother candidates first. So cooking is common without 'pamrih' for him.

However, still Annie asked them to pay attention to anything and how to make it.

The eating event had reached the middle, in the interlude of joking laughter from around. And you know not?

The cat and the A-04, Raymond Allebert was the one who laughed the most. People around the herd only because of the aura they emit.

Not a mess or anything like that.

Annie's always the same, flat, cake has no face. Diem kalem especially doll. It's okay to be ridiculed. Kan, I'm the Author.

"Laughter why? Just keep quiet." Oceh the cat to Annie.

"So the mannequin statue is there! No breathing motion!" Still chattering ria.

"What's? Mane-what?" Elgartara who realized asked.

"No, no ad— huh!" Said the cat, but cut off.

Siying

The iron sound from the blade that resisted the wind, sounded light. Only a small percentage of people know and are aware.

The bowl was not relaxed. Until the contents of the spilled bowl scattered.

Ting! Ting! Ting!

The clinking sound between the two blades made everyone speechless.

A-rater! That means some of the knives were lying down and almost hit the cat —everything—.

"Oi oi! Intentionally yes?!"

"Shut up!" Annie silenced the cat with a voice. The silent cat did not answer nor grumbled.

His eyes looked around without pause, as if he was following a movement that someone was doing. The others were also prepared with what they could.

Everyone looked around while being vigilant, without knowing what was happening and attacking.

Nah!

The sound of a finger-picking from Annie sounded. His hand no longer held his sword. The weapon is already on the holster.

"What do you want?" Quietly ask while looking up.

There, above, were seen several all-black people like flying Assassins. Nah! They stand on something thin. It is evident from a thin flash of light forming a long line.

"If we don't tell you, what do you want?" Asked one of them provokes in a dismissive tone.

"You know what?" The man was silent, not answering or asking.

Annie raised her finger as if pointing up, or saying the word '1'.

"In one pull, you can be cut into small dice." The person even more underestimated, with the addition of his other friends laughing.

"Hah~" Striking. Annie let out a tired breath.

"I'm in vain I feel sorry for you. I've had a hard time giving you guys a massage and look cool like this" Annie pitched in a tired tone. "Hah~"

"Little girl, are you trying to humor us?" A mocking laughter came from his friend's vocal cords.

'Ware!' Think of the people who knew Annie.

"I've just eaten half the food that's my dinner." Annie spoke with a dark face.

"Everything! Run on! Find a place to hide! Or at least give it a big space!" Furai yelling. Who heard even cengo with a face did not understand.

"But, disturbed by you. Did you never know thank you after I let go and gave you a massage?" Getting dark.

"Hurry up!!" Shouted Gyndenki and Elgartara.

"Then, say I'm 'small'. You want to die for real, right?"

Everyone started to wake up and move away. But just wanted to get away.

"Death." He said while pulling one finger.

Sieft

The sound of something like swiping, gave off a tone like a sword that was sharpened using another sword.

"Eh?" One of them glittered confused eyes.

The sound of something wet and mushy falling down, rang out, more than one. Like many people falling.

"K-yaaaa!!" One of the girls who was near the fall of something was shouting.

It was a hand with thick blood pouring out slowly, like a lava in motion.

How can they call it a hand? Though the fallen form was already completely cut into a terrible little dice.

Because the parts, arrangement and parts on his finger that are not cut off, form a hand.

"Ohahhhh!!!" Shouted one of the people with confused eyes earlier. He groaned while hugging his left arm that was not intact anymore.

"What-what?!" The first person who provoked earlier asked confusedly looking at the hand of his friend who had broken it.

"I asked, You want to die, right?" Annie's eyes flashed fiercely, emitting an indignable sense of anger.

"Glup-" The voices of the Assassins gulped with great difficulty.

'Ah 'Ah. Too late already.'

Once again, people who were close to Annie, thought. But this time it was very difficult.

With their twitching faces.