Himajin, Maou no Sugata de Isekai e Tokidoki Cheat na burari Tabi

There is such a thing as how the world works.

It is the concept of experience, it is a menu screen, it is also an exorcism for using magic, etc.

That mechanism, which has been going on since the time of Tai Chi, is still rooted in the world, along which the world turns.

The existence that manages this series of cycles and mechanisms is probably 'God' in the true sense.

"… in the end, can we only imagine the part approaching the core"

Five days had already passed since Lainey Linnealis and that day we spoke about this world.

In the end, I didn't tell anyone what I heard the other day, I was just stuck in my chest.

Nothing changes from what I just found out. The mystery of a world where you don't know where it is with us who originally traveled only the world.

No matter how I rolled, it wouldn't change looking around the world in the future, so I decided I didn't even have to bother to let you know stories that would involve a sense of purpose and responsibility there.

Well, I'm not thinking that deeply myself, and I'm only looking at it to the extent of 'Then I'll have it if I find it that looks awesome on my journey'.

By the way, two of us, Lue and Reis, have successfully reached the S-rank compartment and are still trying to eat into the top of the rankings today.

Note that this is what the ranking looks like now.

Difficulty S # 1 Kai Clear Hierarchy 30 Rating S Time 27: 18

Difficulty S Ni Position Oink Earl Akimiya Clear Hierarchy 30 Rating S Time 27: 19

Difficulty S Third Place Richard Leeds Rote Clear Hierarchy 30 Rating S Time 27: 44

Difficulty S Quaternary Lue Clear Hierarchy 30 Rating S Time 29: 01

Difficulty S Quaternary Race Rest Clear Hierarchy 30 Rating S Time 29: 01

Difficulty S 6th Arkham Final Landsilt Clear Hierarchy 30 Rating A Time 17: 11

Difficulty S Seventh Place Alba Clear Hierarchy 30 Rating S Time 37: 47

What do you think, this record of deliberately measuring time and exceeding it by a second?

If you get hit, you'll regret it a lot!

By the way, I informed Oink of this result: 'Open the line now! I'll try!' I tried to try, but the officials had just stopped me.

Ha, I regret it.

Lue, on the other hand, remained in fourth place because he was only challenging the methods of warfare to fight in exigencies, without the constraints he imposed on himself, massive magic, etc.

And, personally, the most surprising thing is Rayce. If she hadn't seen anyone, so she used all the tactics, including the demon bow, to try, but as a result, she agreed with Lue.

No matter how tied up the state of play, I realized that she was also getting to the point where she lay her hands on my inner body, the non-standard door, to the result of catching up with Lue with a level difference of nearly nine ”.

Well, it probably made her so serious because there was an 'arkham' directly beneath Lue's rankings.

The moment I find out that I once gave down someone who tormented and frightened me, I rarely gut pose heavily to put my emotions on the table, and that figure is still burning in my eyes.

Your sister seems happy, more importantly.

But as a result of this fluctuation in the top rankings, let alone taking them to the top, this one's attention no longer breaks through the heavens.

One of them is a missed semi-final of the fiscal year, and Reis is no longer a kind of antagonist, or vice versa, because of his eye-catching appearance.

I knew this would happen when these two were all together. On the other hand, I'm still training my moves on my own these days because even S-rank courses have become just a task.

Yes, I tried it on a lower ranked course only once before, two simultaneous attacks by 'dual stags'.

The technique of forcefully shifting a once activated move and rolling out a spike in two places almost no-time.

I still put some time aside and firmly solidify the image within me, so I later practice iterations to get a little closer to that immobilized image.

"... this is just the seventh time." You've become a lot of things in three days. "

In the personal training room, even today continue to wave the dark magic sword at your black mannequin opponent.

Compared to the first time when we stopped and were unable to deflect the attack satisfactorily without concentrating, we are now able to activate to a slightly greater extent.

In addition, the distance that shifted and hit was initially only a very short distance from the right chest to the left chest, but it is now until the left leg tibia and right clavicle can be targeted simultaneously.

Being attacked at the same time at a site so far away in no-time would be almost unguardable.

But the problem is its success rate. I sigh looking at the signs of an attack engraved on the floor of the training room that hit the floor without being sucked into my leg.

Current success rate is seven ” % or so. It's like this when you say it's a mannequin that wiggles big and the other person doesn't move.

It's only been three days since practice began. I also feel like my ideals are a little too high, but I still aim, as in the game age, at what opponent, but under what circumstances, but the absolute ability to succeed.

So even repeat the repetitive practice today.

Many, hundreds of times, thousands of times, tens of thousands of times, until your arm stops rising.

"... because I suck. You have to practice more than people to catch up."

Unfortunately, I have never felt that I possess any absolute talent.

But I have a stunt that no one else can beat.

Watching people grow and eat their teeth and move on to the next step, there's still a reason I can't beat those guys.

A frontier that cannot be traced just because it is a 'genius'. And an arrow that can even reach a monster called 'Genius that spares no effort'.

As a first step in this, 'you correctly evaluate your strengths and create exactly the same conditions as the people on top', starting here.

No matter how isolated the difference in strength is, it's the same person. Make the conditions exactly the same, bring your body and thoughts closer to the same conditions, and even mimic them on top of it.

"Different environments," "Different ideas," "Different experiences," eliminate such differences whenever possible.

Prepare the environment, mimic the way you think, and even set the same stage.

And "I can be that obsessed" is what I'm dealing with.

Because I hate to lose, because of my high pride, that's why I get rid of the '“ different ” element first, which can be an excuse to give up, then I create a situation that I just eat up and continue to train.

Perhaps I would be no match for a real genius if I just repeated the same training given my overall strength, the breadth of my moves, and my application.

But once you win, that's fine.

If there's even one part you can compete with, all you have to do is take the situation that far.

Fortunately, I'm not that bad at moving others.

And because of my character, that 'just once victory' divides the light and darkness.

"... shielding victory, completely closing the path of rematch"

I know as much as I can about the dark way behind that I can't tell people.

Rate it, break your heart, keep your surroundings on your side, do anything.

I'll do anything just to make one win absolute.

And feed on that victory and go down the road to the real strong.

I've been repeating that.

"... and fortunately, this body is a monster that ignores talent."

I realize now.

This flesh of defilement, with its defiled thoughts and obsessions.

Hardware called Caivon, with software called Me.

What, there's no such thing as an element where I lose from the start.

And this confidence pushes me to the next level.

Human beings who have become familiar with the position of the weak and have come to the strong sometimes become merciful personalities, strong without a chronic heart - not necessarily.

Get on track, gain momentum, get on the flow. Up and down everywhere, to the apex at last.

I spit on my past self plainly and get intoxicated by my current strength.

I'm sure that stories would have these people waiting to unfold to be defeated by the real personable, the strong.

But unfortunately, I'm not hostile to that personage.

That's why I can go up everywhere.

"... I'm done with my training today"

Where the thoughts in me have reached there, I abruptly declare the end of the training.

Something's changed now.

It's like the thought in my head got caught up somewhere, that feeling.

I suddenly wave my slowly lowered arm into a mannequin.

It doesn't activate the 'dual stag', it's not even a poke, it's just a noose payment.

I just give orders to my body in such a slow, sophisticated time that I stare blurry at that moment when the sword touches me.

"Let the sword slip down," he said.

At the next moment, the torso part, which simultaneously lost its head and both legs, lands on the floor as if it were a drop.

Look, it's exactly what I imagined. After all, the point is, he seemed to have feelings.

This world is not a game. Even a swordsmanship can be done.

Just somehow, I thought I could do it now. So I tried.

And that's what I did.

"... bad for Mr. Richard, but no more, I don't feel like losing"

- It took me a long time to get to this frontier.

I'm not talking about this training. Right from the beginning.

No moves, just strength of the flesh. Yes, I've thought about it many times.

But the terms were already in place.

If you understand how that technology works and have the flesh and skill to roll it out further, it was up to me later.

Get on track, grow everywhere, and pull the results you want forcefully.

Because I finally realized that was possible, I'm sure at this moment I'm done as' Kaivon '.

"... we'll just continue tomorrow so we don't forget this feeling later"

When I slept and woke up, I forgot, 'cause it wouldn't be so stylish.

I need to make sure my body remembers.

I rush into the crest that appeared on the ground.

Then he caught a dazzling light, and when he noticed it, he was returned to the gate of the training compartment.

This time, all the monsters that appeared were large, so they fought more melee battles than demon bows.

However, that would accumulate a little bit of time for travel, which would eventually be a huge loss.

I use the magic that drifts in the field to reinforce myself and use the magic bow to fight in this place where everything is partitioned again every time the battle is over.

Because long wars are my specialty.

"You're not going to reach your self-best this time"

So blurry, I don't even look back at the bulletin board, I just walk to a nearby resting place.

There is no longer a figure of Lue who should have been there until before I started training, and I come to the thought that he is probably in the middle of a challenge for misletting in.

Currently, Lue has come as far as to line up with that record, albeit in a state that imposes constraints on the way he fights.

That fact seems to tell the story of my growth, and I secretly bite the joy in my heart.

I can start my journey with the two of them, fight with them, and dawn into training with them.

Because I've been stopping for a long time. That is why the real feeling that we have started moving forward again gives us great joy.

"... hehe, can't you grow up"

I'm sure I've lived unconsciously elbowed.

As a person in a position, as a parent of a person, as a person sheltering their daughters.

Even though I have no regrets for the fine dust in that way of life, I am really glad that I made this choice when I think that this is how I have changed my way of life now, and that the kind of emotions that I have put away in a long time have come to me again.

"I'm glad you're happy."

Well, shall we try again in a few moments to demonstrate that growth?

Stand up and head to the gate to welcome Lue, who will be back.

Then one adventurer emerged from the gate to come here from the lower ranks, not the return gate.

A young man with dark hair and slightly sharp eyes. Should I rather call him a boy, someone from such a narrow age?

Surely he must have been the one who spoke to this one during the break before.

Someone who was once heavily penalized by the Alliance for not being able to take requests from them, and still continued to be an adventurer without giving up.

I see you've reached this place.

I walk over to speak to him for one word.

Then you noticed this one over there, and you called me first.

"You sure... what, I knew there was a top up there"

"It's been a while. Congratulations on reaching S-rank."

"Ha... sounds a little disgusting. Sure, you started trying that course at the same time as me, didn't you?

"You will. But even if I look like this, I'm a skilled man there, right? It's not silver, but it's A-rank."

He's only looking a little bad in the butt.

Probably hassled at some rank and it took days to get here.

Hehe, but enough. Looks like a human from what I've seen, and probably as old as it looks.

Because this is how we stand now in this place, where we reach B with its youth, and only the chosen person can reach it.

"You did... it's full of things you don't see"

"Hehe, you would. There are really too many things that you don't know until you actually see them with your eyes. I'm also full of new discoveries every day."

"... right. I came to this continent because someone told me I should spread the word."

He turns his gaze to the void as he envisions if there is anything in my words.

There I saw a slight color of regret, which made me imagine the rugged path he would have taken.

It's enough to get the request suspended, so there's probably been a lot of clashes and setbacks before.

Still, he stands here now because he had company with him.

... It's a bad habit, imagining people's past and history at will.

"You're going to the tournament too, aren't you?

"Heh, you can't say 'you' to a woman, can you? I think I could be a nicer man than I am now if I tried to speak a little more kindly to women."

"Ah... right... really, you're right"

I honestly find myself admitting the mistake.

I'm sure other humans have said something similar lately.

You seem to have a pretty nasty personality, and you must have behaved the same way before.

But now it seems that he is gradually separating himself from his past self.

Kids this age grow the biggest, don't they?

Really, be careful. Maybe he's someone more alert than Mr. Dawson or Mr. Vio.

"Well, why don't you tell me your name, then?"

"Hehe, then I think you should look at the bulletin board. It has my name on it in fourth place."

I just mess around a little bit, even with restraint.

Besides... you can't talk your name out of your mouth easily, can you?

A woman is a difficult creature, isn't she? Even if it's a name, it's a race that enjoys the hassle of rushing.

I'm probably a troublesome race who likes to interact like that, too. However, today is a service that spares you your hard work.

"There's a name in the rankings... it's a historical ranking right here!

I said a small goodbye to him, eagerly staring at the rankings, and I headed back to Lue.