High Load Training with the Cursed Devil's Sword!? - The Masked Adventurer Who Should Not Be Known - [Web Version]

I left my baggage in the way of the inn, walking towards the Adventurer's Guild.

The place is a little far from the inn, but it will still be there in about a half an hour.

Maybe one of the few advantages of a small city that doesn't take long to get around.

On the way to the Adventurers Guild, I look at the familiar city scenery, but today I feel kind of fresh.

This small regional city, Rhiano, has many wooden lacquered houses.

"Sometimes when I see a stone house, I remember the streets of King's Capital where I used to walk with my mother..."

In Wang capital, I remember that most of the buildings were made of sturdy stone, and I think it's not a bad idea to go to Wang capital one day as an adventurer.

Walking through the city from a different perspective that way, I was walking to the point where I could already see the Adventurer's Guild if I realized it.

"Finally, my days as an adventurer begin..."

Don't tell me I remember my days of workouts that were crazy and hard working to death and I almost cried a little...

In a small city like this, the Adventurer Guild is a big stone building.

On the ground floor there is a liquor store that is co-located with the reception, upstairs there is a desk and meeting space where requests (quests) are reported, and on the third floor there is the clerk's office and the Guildmaster's room.

Also on the back of the guild's building was a large training ground, and I could still hear the sound of a sword trident if I listened.

By the way, why did you know about this before you came in, because you asked Brother Fine to bring you here a few times.

Then, feeling the heartbeat of his rising chest, he finally opens the door to the Adventurer Guild.

There... there were just a few adventurers in front of the request board, idle.

"You're unexpectedly free..."

Sometimes I say before noon already, and it seems like there are quite a few people.

In the first place, I hear there aren't a hundred adventurers in this city, so even if it's time for people to waste in other cities, it won't be that crowded.

I was just having excessive fantasies.

"Excuse me. I'd like to take the Adventurer Certification Exam."

He went to the reception desk and spoke to a female employee who was organizing documents.

"Ah, yes, yes. Wait a minute ~"

That being said, when I check this one with the eye of the cleaver, I get rid of the paperwork on hand handily.

"Thank you for waiting. Are you looking to be an adventurer? The adventurer is a pretty dangerous profession, so let me explain the area first. Oh, my name is Ridley. Greetings."

I don't think he's even twenty yet, but that receptionist, who named him Ridley, handily proceeds to the conversation in a way he's used to.

Well, the content of the description itself was all what I knew, such as how many people lost their lives due to demons and how many retired due to injuries.

"And that explains more than that... I feel like my mind is already set"

Naturally.

I've been working so hard to be an adventurer since I was a little girl.

"Yes. So when can I take the exam?

That's when I asked.

I get a voice from a guy who comes out from behind the reception.

"If even the boy wants to take it, he can still take it now, right?

"Mr. Nevan!? How much are you deciding on your own!?

The man with a scratch on his cheek snaps his shoulder with a slightly stronger face and approaches the angry Mr. Ridley's seat.

"Don't be a jerk, okay? Anyway, I was always asked to be the examiner. I'm just getting some free time today, so I'm gonna take it for cheap, okay?

Hi. This guy looks like a high-ranking adventurer.

The Examiner for the Adventurer Certification Exam, I'm guessing this guy is quite capable because I heard that a trusted adventurer will take it.

But cheap means you charge money properly...

Eventually, Mr. Nevan asked permission from another guild official who was in the back in the form of a push off, and he was going to look at my exam.

I wanted to take the exam right away, so I'm really grateful to you, but how did you end up giving me the exam?

I don't mind if it's on a whim, but I didn't know why and I was a little hit.

(Well, still, you can take it right away, so you don't have a choice to say no here)

The place they brought you is a training ground behind the Adventurer Guild.

Now the five-man adventurer, who seems to be a party, is just practicing collaboration in formation in the middle of the training ground, and there is no one else.

I don't like to get too much attention, so I appreciated the lack of curious eyes.

Mr. Nevan, walking to the deepest part of the training ground, stopped near something like a warehouse and looked back,

"Well, boy... was it Tris? Let me check my physical abilities first. Twenty laps with this training ground on your backpack."

That's what I said, pointing to the big backpack I had in the warehouse.

I honestly follow the instructions that I would need strength if I were to be an adventurer, although I thought I was going to do a mock fight.

"Is this okay?

"Kuck! You're hilarious! Good! Keep going, 20 laps!

Is it because you used the heaviest weighted backpack (soy sauce) if you want to see it anyway?

He's laughing at me.

Well, there's no particular problem, so let's just run it off.

But today is a good day to run with big baggage......

Running through the twentieth circumference without any particular problem, I report to Mr. Nevan with the backpack I was carrying down to the ground.

"It's over...... but was this all you wanted?

Honestly, I was clapping out that I just ran around twenty with a little heavy baggage.

"Hey - that's really funny! I've had enough! Your back is not for exams, it's for high-ranking adventurers, right? I can't believe I'm gonna run out with my breath barely disturbed."

"Huh? Really?

I didn't think it was that heavy, but for now, I got praise for being full and passing with no problems with my health, so let's be good.

"Well, next..."

Then, for about half an hour, I was given some brief confirmation, such as instantaneous force, reflex nerves, and basic handling of the sword, all of which allowed me to get a word with passing.

"Hey, there you go. I was worried about your disastrous sword, and I tried to take the exam, but it's a hell of a delicacy."

"... Huh? Is this demon sword disastrous?

For me, it's a cool demon sword that I can't help but love as much as I want to cheek...

"Oh - if you're disturbed, I apologize. That's more or less the case with demon swords."

"Is that what it is? Well, for me, it's an important sword that my parents gave me, so I don't care what anyone else tells me."

"Well, I know it's important. But the only reason I spoke today was because I thought that when a guy with no strength was showing off what a devil's sword was, he could put his eyes on a weird guy.... but with all that strength, it would have been a worry."

I see. Was that the reason?

It is true that the Devil's Sword is a tremendously expensive thing, so if you do it poorly, you may be targeted for your life.

If you're going to die fighting demons, you're still a little forgiven for getting killed to steal demon swords.

"If you ask me, it was a bit far-fetched. I'm going to think of something that won't stand out all over the city."

Talking about that, I just noticed Mr. Ridley walking this way across the training ground.

"Oh, you're done already. Mr. Nevan, how was he? If I pass, I've just got my hands full, so I'm going to explain the novice's understanding and terms."

To Mr. Ridley's inquiry, Mr. Nevan looked here for a moment,

"I'm passing... I thought I'd exempt him from the apprenticeship a little bit. We're gonna do a mock fight now."

That's what he said, hoisted his mouth and gave him a wicked grin.