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[9th] Thank you!

“Bravo! I think I hear a distress call coming from over there!" ”

“It's your feelings, Ranubel. ”

The method of movement was the same as the second time.

We used a space movement magic group installed in the capital tower of the Kingdom of Mandu to move quickly to a foreign city tower.

Voice for rescue?

That's ridiculous.

It's only been an hour since I left the palace of the Kingdom of Mandu and went on an adventure, but it can't have already happened.

The righteous warrior is not a living plague.

“I'm serious!”

Ranubel rolls his feet back and forth. I also know that he will sit down soon because his legs hurt.

“Hmmm. Brave. I think I heard it, too. ”

“I heard that, barbarian warrior. ”

Porter and thief E are on board.

“You guys! Aren't you ashamed to face your fellow righteous warriors? I can't believe you're being bought off by a pretending to be cute little Ranubel! ”

“Ranubel never bribed his colleagues! And my cuteness is born! ”

“Shut up!"

It's only day four.

The 9th time I've only said it once, but I think I've heard eight versions of the label say the same thing 100 times.

Is this the power of iterative learning?

I can feel the malice toward Ranubel growing daily.

▶ Question: I think it's time for you to dissociate.

Teacher, that's what I'm wondering!

“Listen up. You are less than 300 levels of junk, and I am over 999 levels of transcendence. Not to mention whose hearing has progressed. If I didn't hear it, it's the truth. You're just new people hearing voices with your useless heroism. Do you understand?”

“Help me! ”

“Someone help me! ”

The adventure of the warrior group was very smooth!

We rode at full speed on a Jun-shik horse purchased from a stable in the city.

I wanted to spread the wings of the righteous warrior in a straight line, but I endured it.

The purpose of the 9th round is graduation.

If he had been in such a hurry, he would have already gone after the Demon King.

Strength, Reputation, Reputation, Personality.

4 academic scores should be in harmony. If any of them goes below the average score, they will not graduate.

The combat strength accumulates with each regression, reaching a point where you don't have to worry about it anymore, but the other three are always looking out for the others.

In particular, personality scores.

I still don't understand the scoring criteria

Even a warrior with 25 years of experience cannot guarantee this.

▶ Suggestion: Have you heard the saying that no matter how great the words should be, there should be a pace? I know very well what a strong student is, but why don't you just listen a little to the appeal of an ignorant crowd?

The teacher's proposal is absolutely right.

But here's the problem.

There's no problem that I can't solve on my own.

It is possible to revive the dead as well as transform the minds of twisted men and women into coyotes.

Then let's think about it.

I saved my dead child at the request of Villager A, and Villager B begs me to save mine. He also asks for neighboring villages or resident C in the city, and resident D asks for the services he receives by sending his servants.

Realistically, we can't help them all.

We can't save them all. And a lot of unspecified people will blame the warriors for not getting help. I will condemn my reputation, my reputation, and I will not be free here.

On the other hand, what about the warrior Zeke?

He is so incompetent that he faces his limit.

The natives of Fantasy still praise you for your hard work, even if the warrior Ziq fails.

This is insane!

▶ Toys: It's a difficult problem · ·.

Teacher, don't think too hard. I'm getting very tired.

“Kuku · · ·! ”

“Gu · · ·! ”

Orcs living all over the savage fantasy world interrupted me as if it were natural, but I couldn't stop myself.

Holy, Margie? Sword or magic? Co-worker?

I don't need them all.

“Spirits, time to pay the rent. Deal with it.”

As soon as the spirits cling to my body try a little, the Orcs turn into a handful of ash.

“Nu ~? ”

“Buuu ~? ”

The Spirit of Earth buries the legs of Orcs on the ground, and the Spirit of Fire burns beautifully with flames.

The Wind Spirit takes care of the smell of roasting Orcs and the fire to prevent it from spreading and washes away the charcoal left by the Water Spirit.

Finally, the spirit of the mind prays for the good fortune of the Orcs.

Even the Orcs I worked for turned to dust.

The process took approximately 3 seconds.

“I don't know why pure spirits follow barbarian warriors. What good is this selfless, selfless man? · · ”

“Ask him yourself. ”

“I gave up thinking about everything · · ·. ”

After living as a petty thief, the thief who has always moved to his feet has never learned to ride a horse. So I instructed him to ride behind the label.

The arrogant offer to take me by the back was rejected without even pretending to think about it for a second.

I've been struggling ever since.

“What's your problem? ”

“Imagine a third party seeing a woman riding a horse with a healthy man. You must be mistaken. ”

“And the opposite is fine? ”

It's perfect to be mistaken for a couple or boyfriend.

“Your ancestors said. The instinct for men and women to be together is a natural thing, like meeting a floating sea and solid land. Especially when I'm stuck with this archaeologist girl. I can't believe the aristocratic aristocrat is less attractive than an ordinary human woman. Why does God favor humans so much? · · ”

“Be confident. ”

“Hmph!”

“You're more attractive than Ranubel? ”

Pretending to be cute makes you angry just by looking at your face. Compared to that, Bandit E is just slightly out of my taste.

“... do you really think so? ”

“What's in it for this warrior to lie? ”

“Trust.”

“You said it was built by introducing my teacher. Praising the beauty of a woman is like a eunuch in a Fantasy aristocratic society. This is not going to build trust. ”

Ranubel tilts his head to pretend to be cute.

“Huh? Teacher to a warrior? ”

“Didn't I tell you? ”

“Yes! Not at all! ”

“You said you were going to meet a great being. ”

“You didn't tell me you were a teacher. ”

“Now I know. ”

“Warrior! I don't think lying is a good idea! It doesn't make sense for a person summoned to the continent of Fantasy to have a teacher only five days old! ”

Ranubel has a theory.

In the second round, I just ignored him, but I decided to tell him the truth because he could crack the trust of Thief E.

“My relationship with my master began long before I came here. Ranubel, I don't think you can understand your little head. ”

“Woo · · · ·. ”

While I was talking to the magazines, I arrived at my destination.

The town where Master Molang lives.

Maybe it's the blessing of a great being. This small town was considered a peaceful place in a savage fantasy world.

“Porter. That's the inn you see there. Leave the exhausted horses in the stable there and book a room for one person and three people. ”

“Yes? Not two rooms? ”

“Why?”

“It makes sense for me and the warrior to share the same room, and Miss Lanubell and Ilena to share another. ”

The second porter experiencing the crisis of life was smart, but the ninth porter, who was gentle, seemed pretty stupid.

“Who's paying for the adventure? ”

“You're a warrior.”

“Then, Porter, let us think as common sense as you claim. I'm a drink of water. Do I need to adjust my level to your convenience while you're on radio silence? This is communism. If you have a complaint, you can go homeless. It's good to save money. ”

“No!”

The porter grabs the horses' horns and runs away like an inn.

I headed to the village chief's house.

Ranubel and the thief E followed behind me quietly.

It is now noon in the hot summer.

It was hard to even see a man's shadow, even if it wasn't a ghost town.

It's because the residents finished their work early in the morning and stayed home from the sun.

They poked us through a crack in the window of the house.

▶ Expectation: The one who gave the fraudulent skill to the strong student lives here, right? I'm really excited.

Huhu! You'll respect the schoolgirl too.

“Misdemeanor. The relationship between you and me. Don't interrupt. Keep an eye out. ”

I stopped when I tried to dust off my noble outfit. The Wind Spirits have already cleaned it clean.

You're pretty good at this.

After a short breath, I gently knocked on the door of the village chief's house.

Knock, knock.

“Excuse me, who are you? ”

Inside the door, you hear a familiar girl's voice. It had been 15 years since the second meeting, but this third meeting was no stranger at all.

It may seem strange to this girl.

“I'm here to see a rainbow slime raised by a little lady. I promise I will never do anything to hurt you. ”

Gain -

Carefully opening doors.

A girl hugging a slime tightly with her arms held out her head and asked me.

“Who are you, looking for my Molang? ”

Molang?

Master Molang, who was in the girl's arms, prowls. No matter how great a man may be, he has no memory.

That indifference was very disappointing.

“I was blessed by your friend about 16 years ago. I'm here to make it up to you. ”

“16 years?! Wow! Molan is so old! ”

Molasses · · ·?

Great Teacher, I understand the misunderstanding of your age, but please stop provoking me.

Beyond my shoulders, two grips stare at me with suspicious eyes.

“Sir, 16 years ago? ”

“The master of barbarian warriors is true. Cute.”

Then, the chief, who was eavesdropping on the inside of the house, said, "It's ugly to take in nobles, but come in.” I said.

He decided that he did not want the treasure.

Ranubel and the Thief E are as lame as they look, but I am decorated like an old-fashioned aristocrat from head to toe.

There is another reason.

It doesn't bother the nobles.

It is a way for powerless civilians to live in a barbaric fantasy world that is completely becoming a classroom society.

That means you're an adult when you learn that trick.

However, a girl who was still young and did not know her well moved to the side of the door and greeted her with a gentle greeting.

“Welcome to our town! We should say hello to Molang too! ”

Molan?

Me and the rest went into the chief's house.

Acting is pioneering by yourself.

*

Master Molang's prowl all day long is profound. It is because all conversations and expressions are summed up in one fluctuation.

Contrasted with complex fantasy stats

I want to understand this.

“Cough, cough!”

I almost fell into my heart.

I threw up a whole bunch of red blood and lay there in the bushes.

Fifteen years after the second teachings, the body approached the natural body and predicted that the third time more would be seen.

I've been hit so far.

Come on. Come on.

I saw the scenery from above while lying in the woods of Master Molang. I was so relaxed as if I had accomplished everything.

“... Master Molang. Any hints beyond the wall? ”

Molasses · · ·. Molasses!?

Master Molang, who was persistent, dug quickly into my trousers.

The reason was very simple.

“Warrior, have you seen Molang? ”

It was because of Ranubel, who bullied me for five days.

“I don't know. ”

“That's weird. I heard you went for a walk with the warrior. Let Ranubel know when you find him. I will!"

“...... ”

“Hey, warrior? Are you listening?”

“... Yes. ”

“Woo. Where did Molan go · · ·. ”

With Ranubel gone, only me and Master Molang remained.

Mo, Molang · · · ·?

I hold the rainbow slime from my trousers gently and gently.

There was a smile on my mouth.

▶ Race: Natural Human

⁄ Level: 2765

Job: Warrior (EXP 500%)

Skill: Spirit MAX Blessing MAX Training SS Inspiration ■ ■ S · ·

Status: Sword, Holy Girl, Magic Sword, Wise Man

Even though the Blackbox was a large harvest, development and growth, not represented by stats, were more prominent.

This is all...

“Thank you, Master Molang! ”

Come on. Come on.

The compassionate teacher was humbled, as always.

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