Din no Monshou (WN)

It's not like this is happening.

"Seriously?

I'm taking a breath in the mansion right now.

It wasn't even sundown yet, so I was looking to take a nap.

That's when Alec called me when I finished compiling the data.

Shadyberga, by the way, is being pursued by some of the filling work of the blown laboratory.

If you were doing research in such a different space, you'd probably explode.

When each researcher comes to a satisfactory conclusion,

I wonder if the mine is further developed.

Alec makes tea that looks like apple tea in front of him.

She reprimanded me in a blatant manner.

"It usually takes ten years to get into college.

First of all, you don't even know how troublesome the entrance exam is. "

"No, I've heard about it. It's a scoring ceremony exam.

The event is divided into three parts. "

The overall points you earn in that event will determine your passing.

All seven items reviewed.

They score on them with a five-step assessment from A to E.

It looks easy at first sight and has no back.

But Radius, one of the three houses of the king's capital.

That was about 300 years ago, with a hell of a reform.

This made the examination discriminatory, favouring the superior nobility.

Neither did the other two, he said, contest the decision of the famous family that was waging its fierceness.

Rather than that, no objection should have been raised to Radius in terms of power balance.

as a result of the reforms carried out.

Although the system itself remains the same,

Upper aristocracy, with a little magical qualities,

They started putting it in after a little effort.

Regardless, it is Zara that the lower nobles cannot pass, even if they try to die.

It's a horrible story.

The details could not be examined in the materials in hand.

I hope there are lots of ways out.

How the hell can a fallen aristocrat like me pass?

"How critical a situation you are.

I'll teach you that. Listen to me, Regis. "

"Oh, oh. Come on."

"First, the first. This is the first test you will ever take.

A testament to the visible and revealing corruption of the kingdom.

- "Basic Magic Test."

I'm going to put it down.

But as far as I can tell, I don't feel anything strange.

Basic magic.

Isn't it simply an advantageous test for a guy with a lot of magic?

"Let me tell you something first.

You can only score C in this exam no matter how hard you try. "

"What do you mean?"

"It's not funny to tell. Look with your own eyes and see for yourself.

Next, the biggest division between acceptance and rejection of this test.

- "Magic aptitude test by attribute."

Kick my question and move on to the next exam.

By attribute, magic aptitude test.

Earlier in the lab, you were measured with an exorcism stone by attribute.

Was I for this?

"This is another talent crushing exam...

As you know, attribute magic has two possibilities for growth: 'aptitude' and 'mastery'. "

Oh, I know that.

Higher aptitude also increases the power of its attribute magic itself, making it easier to reduce the recoil associated with chanting.

High proficiency increases your defense against its attribute magic and makes chanting speed extraordinarily fast.

These two are completely different training methods, and it is the latter's proficiency that makes it particularly difficult to gain experience.

Alec told me cold, making sure I had preliminary knowledge.

"Looks like you're putting a lot of emphasis on skill to see your magic progress."

"Oh, yes, I am."

With Walkins' guidance, skill development is a top priority.

When it's a battle between high-ranking magicians, they say a defensive guy controls the battle.

A state where you may be able to defeat your enemies with one blow and a state where there is no risk of fatal injury.

They say the latter will definitely be in their favor in action.

How you can minimize attacks while cutting off enemies' health without cutting magic.

If you think about interpersonal matches, it's important to train to improve your proficiency.

Therefore, I repeatedly meditated day and night, increasing my proficiency to the extreme.

Thanks to some subordinate magic - especially if you have fire and lightning attributes,

I don't have to move one eyebrow. I can take it myself.

But Alec seems dissatisfied with it.

"Is there something wrong with this?

"The worst, the worst, training content. It's hard for a mentor.

If you want to train in magic, you should keep in mind that you will move on to the School of Magic in the future.

Indeed, if it was a hundred years old exam, as long as it was highly skilled, the exam could have been broken.

But in today's test system, the emphasis is more on aptitude.

I just think it's the way the elderly people over my lifetime think about how to train.

... Regis, how old is your master? "

"Hey, come on?

I'll leave it to deception for now.

Master's age? Mm-hmm. I want you to tell me.

If you say so, Walkins isn't quite home.

I think it's too long for a walk.

"Well, in summary.

for corrupt nobles to admit their sons to school,

I twisted it to a test that emphasizes "fitness", which is expected to rise in the relatively short term.

In my opinion, your magical aptitude is inferior to that of an ordinary man!

"Hey, what?!?"

I'm not convinced.

What is it, aptitude that counts in the exam?

The training I've been building for the last fifteen years is almost a skill building.

I would like to amend the contents of the exam to my liking.

Don't move the national system with your personal greed.

"Proficiency seems to be high enough by now.

This "Magic Suitability Test by Attribute" is completely useless such as proficiency "

"Or useless?

If you say so, it's a cereal crush.

"Cereal crushing!?

Do you despise that much?

Besides, that word ranks No. 1 the number of curses I've had in my last life.

You're breaking my heart plain enough.

But is there anything about Walkins not knowing about the amendment to the exam?

His lack of holes is origami.

Obviously, there must be some intention.

But for whatever reason, he didn't tell me.

"See you at the end. This is the only way you're going to score high.

- "General Magic Test".

This is an exam method that has been reigning without a single hand since the College was founded.

It's easy to do. Destroy a designated object with all the power you can have. "

"Oh, then you're gonna figure it out."

"But bye. C judgment even if the basic magic test can be given.

The attribute magic aptitude test should be eye-catching.

It's a little hard to fill these two weaknesses. "

"Yes, is it impossible to improve your aptitude now?

"I can't do that. It's not just because it's easier to raise compared to proficiency.

If you go up in a few days, no one is a high-ranking magician. "

"... right"

Oh, my God.

He said he's been training his magic foundations with seeping blood training.

You're crowning the Basic Magic Test, and you don't think skill has anything to do with evaluation?

Well, I guess the average guy's going about his aptitude and proficiency in a balanced way.

I'm just a skilled fool.

What the hell are you gonna do?

But you've been eaten a cup.

Even though your brother is so skilled and confident.

Even though you chant so fast that you can't beat those magicians there.

Even though I'm confident I can withstand a strong blow.

But it doesn't mean you can't apply it to the entrance exam.

"Ha...

I don't think it's a good idea to lend a hand to the world.

But it would be better than being danced to the thoughts of a corrupt aristocrat.

I have expectations from Shady. I can't do it without it.

Be glad. I've developed a great strategy that even you could pass. "

"Exactly, Dr. Alexandia!

I spoke politely with the speed of light.

Exactly what Shadyberga has just called in full.

I thought you were a bigoted loli bastard just flying in from the sky, but nothing.

Aren't you a dependable, gentle older man?

"Well, let me tell you something first.

First, think of yourself as rubbish. "

I got an amazing statement.

Wait a minute. Foreword withdrawn.

There was no tenderness anywhere.

Mostly, he understands that I'm a garbage man.

That's from a previous life.

"It doesn't mean garbage has a path to passing as garbage.

Quick story, each exam is a criterion you can pass if you give a C judgment. "

"Oh, that's easier than I thought."

"Because I'm not good at it. It can't be that easy.

Well, if you put the A to E judgment from one to five points.

There are seven items, so the passing score is 21. I'm going to make a calculation for this critical point. "

Copy that.

If you think you've gotten over the difference in identity.

What came next was the livestock of the test contents?

But there's no way you can sneer in here.

I tried to eat in and heard Alec explain.

As a result, my acceptance plan turned out to be:

First, the first test, the basic magic test, takes a C, even if it is meant to be.

He didn't try to tell me why I couldn't take more than a C.

'Don't think you can solve anything if you ask people,' that's the end of it that pisses me off.

At the moment of his stare, all over his body shrunk.

Hin, there it is. Horrible.

This is followed by the Attribute-Specific Suitability Test, which has the highest rating.

This seems to be the only way to take even one rank above in temper anymore.

It doesn't change the content of the exam to say that I've only trained skilled.

No excuses, why don't you try your best?

Six items so far, by the way.

I'm talking about scoring sixteen points with those.

The moment I take the following points, I say that the failure is confirmed.

Last, "General Magic Test".

This is already a pure strength battle.

All you have to do is smash the accumulated magic with your favorite attributes.

Gathering up my total magic, I was told that a would be a sure test to take.

Wow, it's Alec's ink.

You can't guess.

At the end of the explanation, Alec put the teacup down.

And I try to warn you and say it.

"The nobles around us - especially those who are clearly inferior in strength than you,

Let's score high one after the other. But never mind.

Originally, this exam was created in the overwhelming favor of higher nobility. "

"Okay. I'll do everything I can to get past the exam."

"That's what I meant."

Even if, like me, you have no power.

I barely trained for aptitude, even in Bonkla.

You should be able to pass.

No, I have to.

Absolutely, I'm going to win the chief.

My heart was burning with fierce heat.

◆ ◆ ◆

Two weeks later.

Alec sleeps at a mine research facility.

Even when I was flirting, I never met him.

But when Alec tried to come to the mansion,

Walkins had disappeared at some point.

Is it also due to something?

Alec didn't really care about Walkins though.

I mean, maybe I don't know him.

By the way, it's already departure day.

The exam is still a few days away, but given the travel time, it's not good to go anymore.

Pack your bags and hold them aside.

And I greeted Shadyberga watching next door.

"Bye, Dad. I'm coming."

"Oh, be careful."

"A year. I'll be back in a year with a dragon god spoon."

"Don't be impotent. Show me your good face again."

"Yes, sir."

"... Regis, before that"

That's when Shadyberga's face stuck.

That's the look on your face when you're not sure if you want me to say what's hard to say.

I shrugged my shoulders and asked back.

"What's up?"

"It's Sefina. I'm totally unconscious today."

"... right"

"You've never seen Sefina before. Not since birth."

"Right."

That's right.

I've never seen Sefina's face since I was born.

Besides, my ego sprouted about a month after I was born.

That's why I've never seen Sefina before.

Of course there's a reason for that.

She didn't want me to see her bleeding all the time, and she was reluctant to see her when she was a baby.

And since I started training,

He didn't want to upset me when I saw him weak, so he forbade me from seeing him.

Why are you so clumsy?

Sometimes I thought so.

But Shadyberga just laughs bitterly, 'Sefina has always been like that'.

Apparently, she was someone who couldn't express her favor well.

I don't want to get in my way. Not really, the behavior you're trying to tie yourself up to.

But that's lonely for me.

Some kids won't want to see their parents' faces.

But there must be fewer kids who don't want to see their parents' faces again.

Then that would be the rarity of a child who doesn't want to see the face of a parent he loves.

When I say what I want to say - I want to see Sefina.

But that's not until I get my chest up and can be proud of myself.

"Regis. Sefina is asleep now, so sneak in and you won't notice.

You want me to take a look at that before we leave?

"... No, I won't. I don't want to waste your mother's consideration."

"Her physical debilitation is approaching a rather dangerous state. Still?"

"That's why.

It's the most impressive and lovely way to get a way to completely cure the disease before we meet. "

"... don't tell me, you too.

Sure, Sefina would be happier that way. "

Phew, and Shadyberga laughs out of her shoulder.

I'm going to college to help Sefina.

If anyone interferes with my purpose, I will crush you relentlessly.

I've accumulated a lot of promises, and I want to fulfill them once and for all in the King's capital.

And he's making his chest jump on making friends he hasn't seen yet.

If you're too disappointed, the botchy gets all over you, so just calm down.

Plenty of room, your right hand just goes with it.

Trying to get out of here.

But at that moment, I remembered something.

"Oh, no."

"Hmm? What's up?"

"I left it to pack a reference book. I almost forgot."

Why don't you?

She said she was going to pass.

If you forget the material, you will be finished.

It should have piled up on the edge of the library, so we head straight to the line.

That's when I looked out the window.

I could see Alec getting bored in front of the carriage.

As a nominee, they'll accompany her, too.

Run up the stairs to the library.

I found what I was looking for, so I'll hold it aside right away.

Then I heard voices from behind me.

"Dear Regis"

A transparent voice I'm used to hearing.

Walkins.

If you didn't think I was here to drop you off, were you here?

"Oh, I'm coming, Walkins."

"Yes, I'll be waiting for you.

I don't know if some exams can handle what I taught you, but good luck. "

"I'll take care of it. My master said shame is indispensable."

"... Dear Regis"

She's calling my name.

It's as if it's an important thing.

The look on Walkins's face clouded a little when I was suspicious.

She asks anxiously, exhaling a little hot.

"I didn't teach Master Regis about aptitude for a reason"

"I know. I trust you.

I don't even ask about anything that went into it. I just do what I can. "

You're always the one who tells me that.

You can't complain.

For the most part, there must be a reason why I didn't tell you.

I don't want to be someone to blame for that.

Taking my word for it, Walkins suddenly deposited his body.

However, the peace of mind, as usual, is a little pale.

Somehow, it was a little different from her usual.

"... Walkins?

Is it also not feeling well?

It's just like Shadyberga, it's always stuffy.

Sometimes I want you to get some rest.

With that in mind, Walkins has been whispering something in his ear.

The words were terribly luscious and had the suspicion of shaking the brain directly.

"- Almost makes a world where everything becomes the value of dust."

With Bosoli.

That's all I said, away from me.

Her eyes, usually silver.

Beautiful iron colour, the same as its hair.

But now, the colour was like a crossing of red and gold.

I've felt it before.

- It's eaten.

Instinctive compression that makes it so intuitive.

Oddly enough, Walkins' words are on my mind, and I can't leave.

What is this feeling?

Is that why you didn't train me to be fit?

And oddly enough, it included.

Moreover, the moment I heard the current words, I had goosebumps around my back.

I wonder what it was.

I can't believe I feel anything but reassurance about Walkins.

I'm not sure.

But for now, I know as much as I should do now.

As a sign of this, I was hearing a reminder from the outside.

"Regis, come quickly! I'm leaving you!

My old lady and daughter are flying a stupid big voice.

Where in that is the style of the four wisdom of the continent?

Don't get suspicious the more you know.

"Speaking of which, Walkins. Do you know Alec?

"I don't. Not a single piece of dust at all."

"Oh well."

"... but I have other edges, though"

"Huh?"

"It's nothing. Welcome, Master Regis."

Pinch the hem of your skirt, Walkins to salute.

What was the last word?

You think you're related to a monster that's been alive for over 500 years?

No, maybe it doesn't make any particular sense.

You think too deeply.

Walkins is a servant of the Din family, nothing more or less.

Is there anything I can do about it?

"Oh, I'm coming"

The moment I turned around, her signs suddenly became rare.

I turn around surprised, but Walkins is there.

Apparently, they're using magic that's hard for people to notice.

Is it because I don't want to see Alec?

Why are you hiding from him?

Well, I can't help thinking about it now.

Down the stairs again, in front of Sefina's room.

Fifteen years after developing "Sick Floor of Failure".

Sefina, who has endured severe pain for a long time, has also apparently often skipped consciousness in the last few days.

He said that even when he was awake, he was still bleeding and was groaning at four or six o'clock due to severe pain.

Yes, her time has stopped fifteen years ago.

You gave birth to me and you fell ill - a disease of death.

It depends on what I do to get the flow back to normal when she does.

I left my forehead at the door and squealed bossly.

"Wait for me, Mother."

Naturally, there is no reply.

Listening to her voice is fine when you see her.

We need to get the two items together quickly.

When I went outside, the scorching sun was illuminating the sky.

In previous life, it must be the summer season.

Just right for a getaway.

Say hello to Alec, who is fluttering in front of you.

"Sorry, you kept me waiting"

"We're going to a war of kicks and kicks.

What's keeping you waiting for my superior magician? "

"Give me a break 'cause I'll make you wait more next time"

"Don't leave my life licking."

The two of us get in the carriage and instruct your man to 'let me out'.

At the same time, I laugh invincibly.

said one philosopher.

When a person only grows for a broken portion.

There's no way I'm gonna get in the carriage without any precautions.

I'm sorry to be a sprinkler maschine for diarrhea.

Remove the durable cloth and rope from the nose.

Take that through the ceiling of the carriage and go all the way to your seat.

Now if you keep your head in the cloth area, your head will be fixed and you won't get drunk.

"... what are you doing?"

"Kuku, praise, praise, serve. I won't repeat the same mistake again."

"... you look like a mindless idiot"

Sounds like a little girl who can't solve her physics is making a scene.

But there's no hole in my calculations.

I've learned physics called "Iron Ball Hell" for three years.

In world history, bones are broken, and flesh is broken in this country.

He said he'd drop an iron ball on his leg with physics.

You had fun in my high school.

I don't think he went to school very often. Yeah.

The next few years, I got a half a pull.

And when he sent out the carriage, the carriage swayed proportionally.

Alec has a good posture and no brake on the trunk at all.

I shake my lower body hard, but it's stable and relaxed near my neck.

This is the triumph of physics.

The laughter spills unexpectedly.

"... Kuku, hahahahahahahahaha"

What, the drunkenness that tormented me in my last life?

How much power do you have?

When I was immersed in superiority, the carriage rocked heavily.

"... more"

On the clap, the fitting that was passing through the seating part came off.

That's already badass.

While sounding desperate.

The rope begins to contract.

Then, naturally, the rope strangles me.

"Gewoeha, gibb. Gibb, gibb, gibb! Help me, Aleku!

"What are you doing..."

"Grr!? Hey, 'cause I'm strangling you the other way around!

The rope, wow, wow!?

I want you to eat me up like a bonless ham. Whoa, whoa, whoa!

Since then, my consciousness has been interrupted.

In the end.

Until he regained consciousness on the verge of arrival, he said he had peeled his white eyes and passed out.

I will never trust physics again.

I made a firm vow on this occasion, the literature of the bees.

The rope is already traumatic.