When I'm out of the gate after training, I'll look back and wait for the results to be announced.

Though it was reduced once, I think it could be recovered with the last attack...

I stare at the display of the bulletin board switching, praying that you have managed to bring it back together.

"I don't even know if that'll add up in the first place."

However, regardless of the outcome, I can say that I was satisfied with my training today.

It's not complete, and a blow that took so long to set its aim in the first place, would be far from putting it into action.

But even the technology I thought somewhere in my mind that 'there's no way I can do it the same way as the game' can approach it if the conditions are right.

I thought so, even when I defeated that dragon god. It can be said that just being able to reproduce it again is enough.

"If this is the first time, you can repeat it many times, hundreds of times, thousands of times, one day."

Once the time has come for you to do enough image training and think 'I want to do it again' from the bottom of your mind, that's the beginning of Hell's repetitive practice.

Really, I don't know what a hassle is. I thought you often said 'skipper' around because of this characteristic nature.

"... I'm a slow starter, the kind who wouldn't do it unless he was cornered."

Instead of doing it desperately on the last day of my summer vacation, I'm the type of person who would happily finish my homework lightly on the morning of the last day of my summer vacation.

There must be someone else besides me.

Immersed in such self-analysis, earlier results appeared on the bulletin board.

"Course Pattern C Monthly Rankings 1-10"

"# 1 Challenger Kai Clear Judgment S Time 7: 01"

"2nd Challenger Vioclear Judgement A + Time 5: 44"

"# 3 Challenger Dawson Clear Judgment S Time 15: 01"

... oh!? Finally, you can be the top of the petition.

What should I spare is who isn't around?

The judgment was that s, probably those last two simultaneous destructions, were evaluated. Even after subtracting the reduced amount, when it came to s, it would appear to have been quite highly regarded.

Time is still no match for Vio, but still overall, this one is up there. No, this is something I'm glad to hear inside.

And Dawson, I'm sorry if I don't brag about it, including yesterday's.

No, no, I'm not going to be worthy of my age.

As I floated a little, I headed to the food court for a light breakfast.

Order food from the clerk, take a seat, and take a breather to see what's going on around you.

A woman carrying a large axe, an old man with a wand like a twisted tree processed intact, and a standing knight named Sarcoat in armor and a more varied face rest thoughtfully than usual.

I can tell from the side that every piece of equipment is not the same as the adventurer's usually seen, and the axe carried by the woman is engraved with beautiful angelic feathers, reaching the realm of art.

Uhm...... should I update my everyday gear too? You'll always be ashamed of a set of black leather gear.

Not to mention because I have a Holy Knight or a sister who can flourish in whatever she wears on my side.

"Looking for a costume tool, how about a martial arts store?

That was when I blurred.

The moment I thought there were signs of people standing behind me, my voice poured out of my head.

"Strength doesn't change where I put my gear on. Why don't you just give yourself a break?

"Hmm? Oh, it's you. Good luck with your training, Ren."

When I look up, I'm literally a red-haired young man looking down on this one... youth is fine, I'm still a young man too.

Returning that in normal driving to Aruba, he took an attitude as if to see something even boring, and headed to the clerk.

No, that's it when you get here, you look like you're a believer or selling fights to boys approaching girls who like bad adolescent boys.

Oh, maybe you're right even if you don't?... Because it's a pretty good property if you do remove the pig element.

Good appearance, smart, economical, status, fame and well minded.

Mmm, you're a pretty good pig, A5 rank if you say it by grade.

And when I think about it, the clerk tells me.

"Customers of pork spare rib honey sauce -"

"Yes."

I wanted to eat pork sexually.

The dishes received are served with a sumptuous serving of boned meat, with beautiful glossy lighting and exquisite baked and subtracted scorching that stimulates your appetite.

Apparently the sauce has a caper carved in it, mmm, not too sweet a good choice.

But once again, Aruba called out.

"That was the dish I ordered."

"That's odd, I was asking for this, too. Wait a little longer."

"I'm busy, unlike you."

"Oh, my God."

Will you give me the food? No, no, don't poke at me about cooking, it's taboo.

Instead of stepping on the tail of a sleeping lion, it's a head-butting outrage, bro.

Hand grabbing the boned meat in front of him and eating it with Gabriel.

Mmm, this guy is good, the flavor is well stained.

"... you're a mean bastard. It's like begging."

"I'm going to look at the food in a physical way. Tell him to someone. By the way, there's a mirror in the bathroom."

I often say that the fiber of the meat is loose, but this is not the case. Because the fiber is fairly weak, it can bounce in my mouth with butyne butyne.

That's right, it's not like you should be soft, with this decent tooth and 'eat meat!' It's the satisfaction that counts.

It was when I was finished eating the first bottle of meat, peeling away the thin skin on the bone with my teeth, and chewing on its flavor.

They suddenly water my cooking dish, which was put on the table.

... what?

"Sorry, my hand slipped"

"Well, then you eat this, instead I'll eat what you ordered"

"What are you talking about, begging"

Oh, come on, are you sure this guy's an active senator with silver? Exactly.

"Alba"

"Oh, you gave me my name."

"... go to sleep"

Undo all the accessories you were equipped with and the ability of the Attack Relationship that you were inverting and granting to yourself.

And then gently add a palm to his jaw and shake him to the left and right.

Exactly. I can't stand this, it's squid at meals. Not to mention that you didn't teach your parents to make food crude?

And this is your beloved Oink compatriot.

On the mouth of Aruba, which collapses from her knees, I will deliberately remove the remaining water-soaked meat from the plate before stuffing it.

And just at that time, I heard "Customer of Pork Spare Rib Honey Sauce" again, and I went to pick it up.

"Good morning. Earlier, I showed you the inconsiderate..."

"No, no, no, no, no. Sometimes you better get some sleep."

"That's right, Reis. It's best to sleep like I do."

"... yeah"

"Hit it."

I finished breakfast and tried to look around the facility, just as the two of them came.

Reyce is still in adventurer style today, and Rhue stops in saint knight style, an equally moveable usual outfit.

I see you two were competing for time today.

How to cut through the labyrinth section is a sight to see, but Rhue has already scored a goal even though he failed once.

Hmm, but that maze isn't always the same route, and the condition is five minutes and five minutes.

The two head to the training compartment looking a little excited.

No, I have a nogging look at Reyce that she's more restless - but I knew it was a battle, or does it burn when it's a bet?

They dive into the gate and I sit on a bench nearby waiting for the two of them to come back.

I wonder if it's possible to visualize what's going on inside as video?

No, if a magic guide exists in the first place, can it magically compensate for the lack of knowledge and technology and create machines that are pseudo-like the previous world?

Speaking of which, before, Oink used something like a cell phone, but I wonder if there's an institution somewhere that develops and researches such new magic guides?

"Even if it develops too much, the freshness will fade, and can it still be as it is now?"

"What are you talking about? Kai."

And, next door, Dosun and someone sit back.

I don't have to see anyone. I know.

"Hey,... Dawson"

"What the hell is going on between now!

"No, I haven't forgotten, don't worry"

"Totally...... have you finished your share today? Kai."

It is Dawson's appearance that is familiar and often forgotten.

Today it's also a general adventurer look for leather armor: discreet slacks and army belts with leather pouches from above.

A corner. That's how you fight, more like this, right?

"Look, a bit of ranking on the gate, take a look at C-rank"

"Ho, you're confident...... ha!? Hey, are you serious? You said it was an S rating at this time!?

"No, well, this is your natural strength. By the way, I beat the D-rank out of him."

"... Seriously... I knew you had a lot of local power... Mr. Kai, you just changed your fighting style, didn't you?

"Hmm, you know what I mean?

"Right. It's too soon to get used to it..."

Hmm. A degree of completeness that people who see will notice discomfort immediately, huh? I heard good things about this.

The actual results as well as the process leading up to it, the overall completion, tend to be scorned, but that's just a results-oriented test.

If, when fighting a human being, there is an uncomfortable movement, gaps, or rough areas hidden from the actual strength, the opponent can sometimes find the thread of the attack from there.

Even in that sense, it will still be necessary to have an overall degree of completion.

If you are analogous, even beautiful gems at first glance, if there are any scratches or missing parts, as it degrades and collapses from there......

Is this a future challenge, too?

"Oh, I'm gonna have to give up if I ever hit Mr. Kui or Mr. Kai during this tournament."

"They won't win anything, so if they appreciate the fight, they'll get points."

"Well. But I don't know."

"Give up thinking you haven't had any luck this year. Besides, the liberators summoned in Endoresia are going to show up."

"Ugh, seriously... last year is a good year, it's not a good year"

So blurry, ha. Dawson drops his shoulder with a sigh.

Hey, come on, you've seen a shadow like a middle-aged man my age or something.

"Was there someone strong again last year?

"Oh, last year, you see, the lord next door...... no, the daughter of the former lord is out there, and I lost a little to that daughter -"

"Neighbor..."

That's probably about Arkhum's daughter, Ginia.

I see, was she in the tournament last year too?

It didn't look like the kind of wind that would show interest in these festivals, but Daikanya Arkham made you compete to show off your powers?

So your daughter won last year?

"No, she lost the finals. Honestly, it wasn't even a battle."

"Heh..."

Ginia. I don't remember seeing where I actually fought, but I had the status I preferred.

Attack and magic both showed high values, and all the stats involved in the attack, such as speed, were high.

The type of witchcraft and detailed effects are unknown, but various abilities were mastered.

Such an opponent that she has no hands or feet, huh?

"That's why the last year's winner had a meat stuck in his throat on the food court, and he was down."

"... Really?"

Oh, my God, Alba, it was a rough one......

"He's, well, he's an elite in a way, of course... because he's the only one in the current Adventurer Guild who's a senator, or just a little bit of a mess"

"Are you tyrannical or arrogant?

"Well. For once, there's another silver man in this city, but he says he's going to turn down the senator's invitation and focus on protecting this city, and he's in a lot of trouble."

"... so why are you even talking to me like that?

Yes, I asked him, laughing a little meaningfully and teasing 'Well,' he stood up completely.

"Well, that's why we talked so much. I had an appointment today to go to an interpersonal training facility."

"Aye. Well, that might not meet your expectations, but it's gonna be interesting."

"Really? Then we have twenty days till the tournament, and we're looking forward to it."

Dropping off my back with a manly grin, I turned to the gate where the two of us would be back again.