Do You Think You Can Run After Reincarnating, Nii-san?

"It's a quick win!

I was in a good mood.

Royal College of Spiritual Arts, Combat Level 3 Test -

I was threatened enough to have an octopus in my ear because I was a senior, but there's no such thing as an end to it.

The pleasure of gathering your gaze all by yourself.

A sense of emancipation that allows us not to hesitate to wield our strength.

Something I rather enjoyed.

Everyone must have burned them in the eye.

Look at a rare spiritualist named Azerea Austin!

Now... shall we move on to a high-profile view?

Take care of the faces of the unfortunate children who were born in the same generation as me.

"Second Test Ground! Jack Lieber!

"Oh?"

I hear a familiar name.

Jack Lieber......

He came in through the window while I was dressed, not an unclean boy.

Well, I'm sorry I left the window open.

Well, for once, I'm pretty sure I prayed for you to pass, and maybe I'll watch you?

Looking at a grade 5 or 6 exam at best, though I don't think I have anything to gain.

Nevertheless......

Now, moderator, did you remember to read out his master's name?

Sure, I was talking about Raquel, who teaches an unfamiliar sorcerer.

Even if not, you should have to read the name of the guild member who issued the letter of recommendation.

In any case, how rude.

Well, everyone has a mistake, and that's not what I'm saying.

I'm going up to the audience to watch the game.

... Oh?

Speaking of which, what's his exam grade?

Am I missing something?

Going up to the audience, the guests were bothered as if they were confused.

"What's up?

"Is there some kind of trouble?

Those who raised their mouths of confusion were, uniformly, looking up, not up, at the test site.

There's only sky up there.

If you insist, you can hear the on-site broadcast from up there......

Did something happen on the air?

'... excuse me. I apologize for the interruption in the introduction of the examinees'

Such a broadcast sounded unexpected, and the blurring healed as if relieved.

"Again, I'd like to introduce you to the examinees of the second test site."

Speaking of the second test site, it's not his place.

You didn't miss the exam level, the broadcast was interrupted.

I wonder why?

Oh, my God, I was thinking as I headed to my seat.

In the next moment, I'll know why.

The only reason the broadcast went off was because...

- He said it was because the broadcaster doubted his eyes in the manuscript prepared.

"Second Test Ground! Jack Lieber!

The exam level is - level 2!!

Shin, and.

The place was quiet.

But that's between the bundles.

Immediately after.

In the audience, the blurring explodes.

I stood in the middle of it.

... misheard?

No. It's impossible for so many people to hear wrong.

"Nah..."

Second-degree exam?

That he... is better than me!?

I ran to the front of the audience, got myself up on the railing, and screamed.

"WHAT... THAT'S - WHAT!?!?

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"Second Test Ground! Jack Lieber!

The exam level is - level 2!!

The exam was over for me, and I thought it was time to go home to Jijii. I changed my mind when I heard the broadcast.

Standing on the second test site is a kid who feels like a rich bong.

But I get it.

Smell it...... with the pump.

There are signs of humans who have been exposed to irrational despair, who were gnawed at that filthy slum...

"That's funny."

I thought it was more of a boring toko than I thought... you do it, College of Spiritual Arts.

I sat in my seat and focused on a guy named Jack Lieber.

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"Second Test Ground! Jack Lieber!

The exam level is - level 2!!

Listening to the broadcast, I moved a single eyebrow.

... that it's a second-degree exam?

Speaking of Reavers, surely the lord of Dimkurd......

I have received my countenance, but my history as a house should never have been long.

Current lord Column Lieber said he was once a namesake spiritualist with his wife, but was never a good one when viewed as an individual.

That son of a bitch is gonna take the second grade?

I didn't build up tradition, I wasn't born into good blood muscle.

Even so, did the college allow a second level exam?

...... Jack Lieber.

To determine its true value, I gave my eyes to the second test site.

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"Second Test Ground! Jack Lieber!

The exam level is - level 2!!

"... heh"

I smiled.

I observed him standing on the second test site with his own 'eyes'.

"... I see"

I sneak up, probably quicker than anyone, and I tell the truth.

"You're strong."

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"He said it was a second grade exam!?

"The fact that the nominee's name could not be read out, is that a scout?

"Reaver said...! That young country builder...!!

From before the game started, the venue was a fuss.

That's natural, too.

Because there hasn't been a single second-degree exam in the last few years.

It is regrettable that all the aristocratic samas gathered took the title 'The House That Haven't Generated a Second Grade Examiner in Years' to the Lieber family, which they didn't mark.

Whenever my uncles utter ugly, jealous bitterness, my tension keeps rising.

I was wondering if they were going to shut up all at once, it was fun and fun.

Come on, let's remind this world.

That my brother (...) is the most amazing, the strongest and the coolest!

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Jack Lieber.

Look at my change of clothes, an unclean man who is still a child but chi...... doing chu.

That's the first second-degree exam in years......!

Besides, it's not a recommendation, it's a scout admission!?

Hide it... Hide it.

He was talking to me when he said, 'I'll pray you even get into grade six' -!?

I'm not a fool!

I'm the one who took it personally wrong!

If this happens, it won't heal.

Let me show you how capable I am of being allowed to challenge a higher rank than I am.

Mine... I saw you in your underwear, so it's not fair if you don't show me everything over there!

On the second test site, Jack Lieber and his opponent's man are facing each other.

Everyone in the venue was nailing their gaze there.

And...

"Let the game begin!!

At the same time as the signal, the opponent packed the time.

Fast!

That's just the only grade-level graduate student who sharpens his outpouring...

I didn't understand the movement at all until just before, striking complete surprise.

I'm sure you can't move a single step, not a normal person.

The opponent has a single sword in his hand.

You are free to bring weapons in. Though I don't need it.

Jack Lieber's hips also had a wielding long sword.

It seems hard to use with the height and muscle strength of a child, but all I can say is that he didn't pull that one out beforehand.

From now on, I can't get a defense in time!

A silver blade is shook straight down to Jack Lieber's head.

He's not wearing armor or a helmet.

If you take that, you'll definitely be an element out in one blow -

It was right after I thought so.

Jack Lieber lifted his right hand softly and took the sword.

... Huh?

Sudden pause, as if the opponent had stopped more inches.

Indeed, here, we cannot harm the human body with the effect of the junction.

But that momentum, that sword speed.

It's not enough to protect you with your hands.

Hand area Spiritual power should be cut off and I can't move it......

But Jack Lieber's right hand was moving.

Hold on to the sword that has been swung down.

The look on the face of a college student holding a sword changes.

And what I thought, I let go of my sword myself and took a distance from Jack Lieber.

I can't believe I threw my own weapon away!

Maybe you felt something like that?

Jack Lieber sees the long sword left in his own hands.

And I gripped the pattern.

Are you going to use enemy weapons?

Although I think the use of weapons unfamiliar with your hands is a risky act.

Opponent's grad student pulls out a dagger from the sheath that was falling back on his waist.

You were also thinking about when you lost your weapon.

The fact that we have it that far means that that college student is proximate to the roots.

Spirituality must also be used to give that eye-catching velocity.

You know that too Jack Lieber.

And yet you bother telling me to fight in their area of expertise?

Though there's a difference in weapons reach, from what I've seen, five college students look older than Jack Lieber.

Naturally, there is a difference in stature that is difficult to fill.

In common sense, you can't win a melee fight with an opponent like that.

I would stretch the flaming wall and never let them get close.

I can't believe you're going into an opponent's realm that beats you with basic power... what the hell are you thinking?

Jack Lieber puts the sword he took at the front.

Yeah......

He's just wearing his own sword on his hips, which doesn't mean he's an amateur.

Graduate students also lowered their hips and set up daggers.

I went from myself earlier, so now I think I'm going to take it and stand.

After all, you seem pretty confident in melee.

Okay, how do we get out...?

Everyone in the venue, not just me, must have paid attention to Jack Lieber's next move.

Hold still.

Don't miss his one-by-one throw.

But.

"What?"

Jack Lieber disappeared.

No, it looks exactly like it.

Standing behind the opponent's college student (...), his appearance.

If he was the one who let him disappear abruptly, he was there before.

But now, it's fundamentally different.

He didn't try to disappear.

He just... moved.

Run straight from the front, through your opponent, behind your back.

That's all... my eyes just didn't follow.

The terrible speed, shown by that college student who identified melee as his field and who would have trained for years.

Jack Lieber had slightly outdone it......

The velocity, if any, might have seemed like instantaneous travel.

Everyone, including me, is convinced that it is not, because the 'trail' remains.

There was a red light in the body of a college student standing in his passage indicating that he had received a machete.

1.

Two.

Three.

4......!

5......!?

Ro, 6...... Huh!?

- Six combined, I was running.

Jack Lieber was showering a machete across six degrees in a moment of uncertainty...

This doesn't make sense.

The realm of irrationality no longer......

Definitely by spiritual art.

It is also extremely advanced, complex and sophisticated.

Even so.

I didn't even know what kind of spirituality he used......!

Graduate students, who had been slashed and torn six times, naturally became element outs and collapsed on the spot.

"... and the game is over! Jack Lieber Victory!!

With the broadcast a little late, Jack Lieber gets closer to his opponent, who has fallen and can no longer move.

And when I returned the sword I had in its hips sheath, I lowered my head with a pepper.

I was watching his back going down the stage, and for some reason there were rumors that came up in my brain.

- The bandits, who were working evil by relocating their strongholds to the border, were devastated overnight.

- Only two local children destroyed it.

- They were adult-faced spiritual users who attacked the bandits like a typhoon at an unnoticed rate and quickly defeated them all.

- They say those two will be scouting for admission to the college this year...

Border.

Scout.

Speed that goes unnoticed.

And... a pair.

"That's what happened..."

Jack Lieber and the girl who did name her Philine.

Those two are rumors...

"... there's no shortage for them."

You know what?

We need affordable firewood to burn the flames.

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"Phew..."

When I left the venue, I finally let out my strength and exhaled.

"In a hurry ~ …"

The first, when the opponent comes in right after the start.

It was much faster than I thought and the defense was critical.

The unintended combat training that ended up going on all year and a half has been a useful form since I received the arrows.

I was also lucky that my opponent let go of his sword early and took my time.

If I hadn't made a mistake, kept close range and been challenged to melee with a dagger, now what would have happened?

Well, I don't think I could lose without preventing it because if I wanted to, I could get rid of all the blows and slaughters.

At the end of the day, the other guy didn't know anything about me, which would be a big winner.

The last one, 'cause he looks like a messed up speed by his side, but that's an illusion.

Humans get a preliminary motion in before every motion.

That's a fact everyone knows.

Unquestionable information.

So many humans unconsciously look for preliminary motion when trying to identify their opponent's movements.

But only I can cut the preliminary motion thanks to the inertia erasure caused by [nesting permeable wings].

While we're looking for something that isn't, it's over, so at least at first glance, it looks like it's moving super fast.

If they had knowledge of my hand, yeah, it wouldn't have been easy.

Well, whatever it is, we won.

The test will definitely pass.

Ah, go home. Go home.

and walking down the hallway distracted, a blonde boy walked in from before.

"Good Luck"

The boy says so unequivocally and heads towards the venue.

Other freshmen? Looks like we're going to have an exam.

I felt a little superior because I was already done.

... After all, do you want to take a look?

Suddenly I changed my mind and decided to flip my leg and just take a quick peek at what was going on with the exams later.

It was just a whim coming from the loose end of the exam.

In conclusion, you would have been quite right.

I didn't have to miss the "incident" that happened right after this.

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I was looking at the closest test site from the entrance to the First Martial Arts Field.

On a circular stage, there's a blonde boy with the wrong hair just now.

Seeing it this way, it was a boy with a unique atmosphere.

I'm not as flashy as Azerea.

Rather, quiet.

I even feel quiet, like a secluded springs in the back of the woods.

Yet for some reason, they attract my eyes...

"Second Test Ground! Elvis-Kunz Windsor!!

That seems to be the boy's name.

... Wait.

Elvis-Kuntz...... Windsor (...)?

Besides, the nominee's name could not be read out.

I mean, like me, the scouts.

The broadcast then reads out his exam level -

"Exam level is - level 2!!

"Become..."

I accidentally floated my back on the wall.

The second level?

The audience is also bothered.

But that's not as confusing as it was when I was.

Somewhere convincing, as if to say 'what else'...... it was such a blur.

... Oh well.

Speaking of which, you said Azelea did.

- Windsor.

The family name means a lineage that is in this country.

That is, royalty.

That blonde boy is what Azelea called a "genius prince."

The prodigy since the royal beginning--

- Third prince, Elvis-Kunz Windsor.

The blemishes heal quickly.

No one had to tell me, everyone remembered.

the horror of rumours in front of the royal family.

Since the exam began, the venue has never been quieter.

At the heart of its silence, the Genius Prince stands in a tattered position.

"Match - Begin!!

A slightly different broadcast than usual, at that moment when the game was announced to begin.

The silence will be broken.

Elvis-Kunz Windsor showed, by the sight.

"Ah......!?

I glanced at him.

I'm sure everyone in the venue did just like me.

of the blonde boy, behind it.

There, it rocked like a pneumonia, because a human appeared.

Luxurious, narrow-line physique and beauty that can't be worn with men or women.

I thought I was cropping, maybe, naturally.

Because most of the world's works of art must have been created, with the aim of imitating 'it'.

A crown scattered with lots of sparkling gems on its head.

And on his back were wings that, though small, showed that he was unmanly.

- Spirit Incarnation (Avatar).

Finally.

Finally.

I met him.

Other than me, the Spirit's Stop Tree (Roost).

The incarnation of the Spirit, who looked close to man, looked around for a moment.

And

"- Oh no!!!! This is so busy!!!!!"

Whew......!?

What is this stupid big voice............!!

I mean - the spirits talked!?

Even though the spirits immediately beside him spoke louder than all the audience's bragging combined, the Genius Prince had no way of blocking his ears.

"... Pimont. I would have explained that to you, wouldn't I? It's a college test today."

"Oops!!! Yes they did!!!! So let's get it cleaned up!!!!"

It was a moment.

KIDZN!!!!!

and rocked so that the ground could be thrust up.

Earthquakes - not.

This is just a shock aftermath.

There was a crater in the second test site where Elvis stood.

And at its center, his opponent, a second-degree college student, is down and down.

What the hell... happened...?

Damn it, I didn't know.

All right, there's only one thing.

That in just a moment now, the battle is over......

'Shh... game, over... Elvis-Kunz Windsor's victory......'

When the broadcast told him, the luxurious people-shaped spirits clapped their hands gladly.

"Yay!!!!! You win!!!!

"Okay, 'cause I got it. I was wondering if you could keep your voice down for a little while."

"Yes, yes, I'm sorry to help!!!!! This will make me disappear!!!!!"

Thus, the Spirit disappeared.

Elvis also goes down the test site.

Everyone couldn't say anything and dropped that off.

... Spirit taking an uninterrupted, loud, gender-unknown human form.

It's not as distinctive as this.

- 9th place in the spirit sequence Elemental Karst.

- "Pimont of the disturbance to watch".

I was strictly instructed by Rachel not to find out it was Roost.

Because if I find out, I don't know what's gonna happen.

But the prince didn't try to hide his strength.

It's as if you declare that you won't run or hide...

Genius Prince, Elvis-Kunz Windsor.

And already dwelt in his rank was the style of the king.

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Exams of all freshmen were completed shortly.

Later on, I was staying at the Inn, and a letter was sent to me instructing me to pass the Spiritual Arts Academy Level 2 and my affiliation with the Combat S Class.

S-classes are classes that are only placed when particularly good students have been enrolled, and they only exist about once every few years.

So this year, a few students, including myself, became carriers.

He also received a letter from Phil, who was to be in Intelligence Class A.

Looks like he got a top-level score on the Intelligence test.

And in preparation for the class that was going to start in earnest, me and Phil moved.

To the college dorm, where you will be sleeping for years to come.

- Thus.

My school life has been curtained.