I Aim to Be an Adventurer with the Jobclass of “Jobless”

Then, his father's archery increased in severity.

He punched in a wooden sword knowing I was going to get hurt.

Naturally, I didn't mean it, but I learned a lot more than when you just got me a sword like before.

Most importantly, the fact that my father is serious about teaching me swordsmanship.

I was happy with that.

My mother looked worried about such an archery, but she didn't try to make me stop.

I could see that you were drawing my thoughts.

My mother always greeted me with a smile when I returned home after an intense audition.

"Sweaty. Ellie, come take a bath."

So he sees the archaeological fold and he's boiling water with fire.

The bath stained the wound.

But it seemed to warm up to my heart, not just my body.

When I got out of the bath, my mother combed my hair.

"I have beautiful hair around the corner, so I need to take good care of it"

That's what he says and caresses me politely.

I never thought I had such beautiful hair myself.

Because my mother's silver hair was prettier.

"I like my mother's hair, too."

"Really? Thanks. But Ellie's prettier, right?

Mother, that's probably the guy named Parent Fool.

But I was honestly happy.

When the flame festival was over, the White Autumn came and the cold was getting a little stronger.

"Ellie, aren't you willing to try studying magic?

My father told me that.

"Is it magic?

"That's right. Just the sword, you're gonna hit the wall early."

My heart squirmed.

"I'm not saying you can't be strong.

The wall may be overcome one day.

But still, you better learn magic. "

Being strong with swordsmanship alone.

That was my ideal.

In fact, my father didn't seem to be very good at witchcraft, but swordsmanship alone was quite strong.

I can't believe the master was good. My father was humble, but I think he simply had talent.

My father said I should learn magic.

I mean, it was like I was declared less talented than my father when it came to swordsmanship.

"I can only do swordsmanship. That's all I can tell you. So I will continue to teach swordsmanship"

"Who can teach you magic?

"You have a mother, right?

"To my mother?

"Oh, your mother's magic is amazing! My father was helped many times when he was young."

I used to hear stories about my mother being an adventurer.

I've seen many magic books in the room.

But can my mother use such amazing magic?

That soft, sweet mother?

"Ellie's our kid, so I think she's got a gift for witchcraft.

Swordsmanship and witchcraft, if you learn both, you will surely become a powerful weapon "

My father's words shook my feelings.

Powerful weapon.

I was drawn to that word.

"... Can I be stronger than I am now if I learn magic?

"Of course. Even if swordsmanship alone can't surpass my father, if I could also use magic, I could one day be stronger than my father"

I can be strong.

My father clearly said that to me.

That pushed my back.

"Okay. I study witchcraft."

I decided to learn swordsmanship and witchcraft in parallel.

My father had some work as a Kingsguard knight, so he didn't always teach me swordsmanship, but he always accompanied me to archery when time was available.

"Ellie has a gift for witchcraft. The boulder is your mother's daughter!

Mother giving classes with a magic book in one hand.

I used to say that every time I learned one magic trick.

The magic I remember is the basics of elementary and elementary.

It's a magic trick that anyone can do if taught.

"You can graduate from elementary school right away."

If so, I owe it to my mother.

My mother taught me politely, even if it was late, until I was convinced.

For my part, I didn't hate studying magic.

I liked swordsmanship better, but as I continued my witchcraft, I found that it was witchcraft that suited me.

That's not why I neglect swordsmanship.

Both swordsmanship and witchcraft strive.

I will incorporate what is necessary.

I have to do that much.

Because I decided to be strong enough to protect my father and mother.

Then time passes, thirteen.

He competed in a swordsmanship tournament in Wang Du for a year.

It was a tough fight from the first round.

There is still a difference in arm strength.

But thanks to the fact that I was receiving my father's sword, I didn't feel heavier than before.

If you don't have enough power, flush out the attack.

Because if you take it, you lose it by force.

I knew how to fight an opponent who was stronger than me.

But still, the result was a loss in the third round.

Oddly enough, the opponent was the boy who lost last year.

"You, you were still doing this?

That's what they said.

But I don't care.

Quite, though I regretted it.

"That was a shame."

After the game, my father spoke to me.

"... I'm sorry, I couldn't win"

"If you were using magic, you'd think Ellie would have won, wouldn't you?

That's what I thought myself.

You can release attack sorcery at a distance, or auxiliary sorcery to enhance your physical abilities.

But this is a swordsmanship game.

"We have the means to beat them.

I lost a swordsmanship match, but I don't need to rush it. "

That's what he said. He tried to stroke my head.

"... or shall we go home"

Like I remembered, I rushed off my hands.

Such a father was just a little crazy.

Then even more time had passed and it was snowy season.

"Ellie, that's amazing! You've more or less mastered elementary basic magic!

Would you like to start studying witchcraft for about a year?

My mother was tense that it was time to teach intermediate sorcery.

"Ellie seems highly suited for the magic of fire and light systems.

So I'm going to focus on those two. "

I was just a little excited when I thought I could remember a new sorcery.

My mother was also very clear to me.

The swordsmanship was also making some progress.

But not yet.

They say the genre my father uses is sword-life, but I'm not at a stage where I can teach it.

Father himself, he seems to be half streaming himself because he's leaving on his way under his master.

Still, I wanted my father to tell me quickly about the genre of swords he uses.

When I tell you that,

"Don't rush. Ellie's getting stronger."

I felt like I was being teased.

But I'm definitely getting stronger.

I thought it was going well.

But I knew everything would never work out.

Peace disappears in an instant.

When winter is over and the grass begins to sprout.

Yang had already fallen because he was waving his sword late this day.

I didn't usually have a mother who was supposed to welcome me.

It doesn't even have room lights on.

"Mother?

I didn't hear back from you when I called.

I headed to my mother's room.

- Batan.

I heard a noise.

It's from my mother's room.

When you open the door,

"... eh"

My mother was down.

There was a man looking down at it.

The room is dark and I can't see my face.

But he looked like he could make me imagine an assassin (Assassin) who would be in the story.

"Or Mother......!

The man's eyes turned to me.

"... a child"

A man approached me.

That's it, my body swept with fear.

You can't fight this man.

Fight and they will surely kill you.

Intuitive and understandable.

I have to help my mother.

But...

Run.

Run!

Run!!

Run, run, run, run, run!

The feeling of your whole body complaining.

But...

Still...

- I swore to protect you!

Father.

Mother.

Ignoring my instincts, I tried to unleash magic on the man - something was brilliant.

It was a silver sword.

When I realized it was on my neck...

I was ready to die.

I've worked hard to be strong.

I've worked hard to protect it.

I've worked hard to become a knight.

Yet I die without being able to do anything?

Regret swirls.

But the moment of death did not come.

"Eh."

A distressed voice.

The weapon the man possessed was bounced and was dancing in the universe.

I had a big back in front of me.

Its back,

"And Father......!?

……

It was my father.

My father holds his sword and confronts the other man.

"... Ellie, run"

Don't turn around this way, Father said.

Its low and sharp voice doesn't feel any room.

"I said run!!!

"Eh."

As I was commanded, I ran.

Don't turn around.

I just ran.

I was scared.

It's not about getting killed.

I think I'm going to lose my father and mother.

That was horrible and I couldn't help it.

The man is strong.

Stronger than me.

Maybe more than my father.

It's all right.

Father will be fine.

Wished.

It's a lifetime wish.

From now on, I don't care what wishes I don't hear until I die.

If Father and Mother are going to help, I don't care what I've lost.

So, God, please.

All I could do was wish for God, I could.

Like shaking off your fears.

I just kept running selflessly obsessed.

Still - I couldn't get away with it.

When I realized it, the man was approaching me.

What happened to your father?

What happened to my mother?

"... you, their daughter?

I just heard that voice and my body was stuck.

"Right. My daughter. What do you say? Do you hate me?

You want to kill my father, my mother, me?

Dead? My father? My mother?

The moment - black emotion dominates the mind.

"I guess so. But you can't kill me.

I'm sorry to hear that. My parents were killed, too. I'll give it to you, I can't do anything.

But you can't help it. In the battlefield, what a woman is like.

Just offended, ravaged, and eventually killed. "

The man stuck his fist out in front of me and spread his hand.

Then the silver hair dropped zero.

That was my mother's hair.

Did this guy cut my beautiful mother's hair?

I can't forgive. I can't forgive you. And yet I can't even speak up.

I want to kill. I want to kill this man.

My heart was screaming with anger.

And yet, this guy's right.

I can't do anything.

The emotions of anger are lit, but the body is swamped with fear.

"So did your mother. He died doing nothing.

Poor thing...... I'm sorry I was all born into a woman. "

Because she's a woman? What's wrong with a woman?

"But good for you. Don't kill me, I'll leave you.

You will live in fear of me from now on until you die.

I may go and offend you one day when I grow up.

And they could kill you as casually as your parents. "

Just listen to the man, my heart will be dominated by fear.

Scary. Scary. Scary. Scary. Scary. Scary. Scary. Scary. Scary.

Scary. Scary. Scary. Scary. Scary. Scary. Scary. Scary. Scary.

That's like imprinting.

"I'll see you again..."

That last word, my consciousness was interrupted.

When I found out, I was protected by the Knights of the King's Capital.

What I told you at this time could have been a rupture.

Still desperate.

I wanted you to help my father and mother.

I believed we might still make it.

So I told him desperately with a confusing head.

A knight rushed right to the house to see how it wasn't my usual interrogation and that he was one of my father's men.

But... by then, it was all too late.

What I saw after that was the remains of my father and mother.

I'm all alone.

My father and mother are gone.

It all got better.

I wonder what went wrong?

You shouldn't have because I was weak?

If I were stronger then, would my father and mother have been helped?

Repeat the never-ending question in your head.

After all, it wasn't the answer.

A funeral was held.

Someone who was one of my father's men.

My mother's friend.

Residents of Wang Du.

Many mourned the deaths of the two.

But none of the relatives showed up as one on the spot.

"You're still a little girl, too."

"... have you decided where to marry him?

I heard that conversation.

I didn't care.

The funeral is over.

Before the tombstone, I was standing.

In this, there is a father and a mother.

There were no tears.

If I die, will I see my father and mother?

Such an idea overtook my mind.

But even dying was getting better.

Mansion left alone.

No one can count on it.

That's what I thought.

One day, someone showed up wanting to pick up an unfamiliar Bob.

"Ellie."

The man called my name.

It's a familiar voice.

For a moment, I looked up thinking it was my father's voice.

"Do you see me?

"... Uncle, are you?

It was my grandfather.

"... what are you doing?

"... what?

Grandpa was looking at me.

I was stared hard in the eyes.

"Weren't you going to be a knight?

"... Knight?

I wanted to be a knight.

I wanted to be.

I wanted to be a fine knight like my father.

"... Didn't you swear"

To become a knight, I learned magic from my mother.

Every time I learned magic, my mother looked happy.

"You're gonna be a knight."

The face of my father, who put on an archery of swordsmanship, came to mind.

Every time I won a swordsmanship tournament, he was as happy as he was.

He lined up a trophy on the shelf and was smiling when he saw it.

I wanted to be a knight.

I can protect my father and my mother - I wanted to be a knight who could protect everyone.

Promised.

I swore I would be a fine knight.

My father and mother, they're gone now.

Still - this vow has not yet disappeared.

"... you can't be a knight if you stay so weak"

Be strong.

Be stronger than anyone.

Now it's time to be strong enough to protect your loved ones.

"... Grandpa, how can I be strong?

I don't even have a father who taught me swordsmanship.

I don't even have a mother who taught me magic.

What can I do to make you stronger?

What can I do to get stronger in the fastest possible time?

What can I do to be strong enough to protect everything from that man?

"What a woman in a battlefield. Just offended, ravaged, and eventually killed '

Second, the man's words blurred the back of his brain.

As soon as I could, I couldn't allow myself to be a woman.

If I were a man, would I have had a slightly different result?

Did you fight without running and protect your parents?

If you think so, you can't regret it.

I have to be strong.

It was at this time that a girl who couldn't do anything was determined to be a man.

I couldn't do anything because I was weak, I didn't want to be like that.

If being a woman is a weak reason, you can abandon being a woman.

I thought so.

Grandpa looked to me,

"There is a training agency for adventurers called Eupitel"

"Eupitel?"

That was the first name I heard.

"They aim for adventurers and bring together a lot of good talent.

If I get into that college, it could be a little better than you are right now.

But I don't suppose you can get in now. "

I didn't know how to be strong. I listened to Straw.

The College is headed by a hero who defeated the Demon King and instructed by an elite of adventurers active in a major guild.

The entrance exams are difficult and few pass.

They don't even have many people who can graduate.

However, if you can graduate, an institution to train adventurers who are supposedly strong enough to join a major guild or the Knights of the King's Capital.

If I could graduate there, would I be strong, too?

No - you're going to be strong.

"Grandpa, I'm going to Father and Mother"

I haven't been out in a long time.

Heading there is where my father and mother sleep.

I am strong enough to be recognized by my father and mother.

I swore in this place where the two of us would sleep.

I just swore I'd be strong, but I overflowed with tears.

Afterwards, I decided to enroll at Eupitel College.

I spent two years under my grandfather training in swordsmanship and witchcraft.

And in the year he turned sixteen, he passed the entrance exam for Eupitel College.