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

Collecting and attacking numbers is fundamental to the battle.

But the quick action, as if rubbing the will together, did not really fall.

(... Should I give you a hand?

And as I was patrolling - a tough blow ripping the wind swung at me.

but - I gently distance myself with sidesteps, and I avoid that attack.

"Shit."

I knew the pale werewolf (Wearwolf) was approaching me.

"You've grown up, Sail.

If you were me, you'd have attacked me with a call.

"I don't think you're attacking me while I'm calling!!

"I'm talking about things like right now."

"Eh."

Lower and sickening sails have packed the distance without watermark.

I look out for Mistrea while dealing with werewolves trying to bring them into melee as usual.

"Come on, don't you feel a little sorry for your five-headed female opponent?

"Hmm - say it.

On this occasion, I can take you down with no hesitation. "

"What? You wanted to fight the eagle so badly?

The five men were forming weapons with demonic stones.

Although in a clearly unfavourable situation, Mistrea has not lost its pride.

Calmly observe the surroundings. And - for a moment, my eyes and mine met.

Then, smile.

The look was like saying 'watch it'.

"Oh, you wanted to fight.

But... you can't just attack me abruptly, can you?

They won't do it for the better. "

I guess that's talking about me and the student council guys.

But - I know from what I just said.

These five are trying to slap Mistrare with some intent.

"Mars - Temey, how long can you afford it!!

Sail raged.

"Then take a blow first"

I'll tell you to provoke me.

It wasn't until a while ago that Sayle lost her cool.

"Wind - be a blade and wrap it around my arm!!

The pale wolf, looking at me, exercised his magic as he roared.

"Eat it!!

A dozen highways - but I see it.

I avoided the swinging arm with minimal movement and just tilting my neck.

I was gonna...

"Huh!?

It was about one piece of thin skin, but my cheeks were torn.

A wind blade wrapped around Sail's arm was definitely touching me.

I wiped my bloody cheeks with the back of my fist.

"Oh, I hit it!?

"Don't be so happy about this."

"Damn -!?"

I gently smacked the jaw of a werewolf who was trembling with amazement and joy.

Then he dropped his knee cum like he had lost power from his entire body, and Sayle fell and lay down on the ground

"Not yet."

But it is true that he was attacked.

Sail definitely seems to be growing too.

(... Well, I wonder what's going on over there)

Eyes on the battle that is showing the most exuberance: one-on-five.

"What's up? You're not coming?

"Come on."

However, for the large number of people, I am attacking rather than...

"We're going in together!!

When one man screamed, everyone set up their weapons and ran out.

But...

"Huh!"

Mistrea swings like a spear she had.

The spear movement depicted a beautiful semi-circle that was undisturbed.

"Damn!!

"Get close. Eh!!!

Leverage the spear's long reach and maintain a constant distance.

"Are you not prepared to crush yourself?

That might pay off as much as an arrow, huh?

"You think I'm gonna ride that provocation?

You don't have to get close, you don't have to use any means to attack!

Said the man sticks his hand out.

"Flame!! Swirl and burn everything down - Flame Voltex!!

exercised witchcraft.

A flame wraps around the vortex and surrounds the mistletoe.

"Maybe I'm sorry about the burns."

Surely if you stop on the spot, you will scorch yourself.

But this degree of flame is nothing if you are prepared for some risk.

Depends on if Mistrea is ready for it.

"Ahhhhh -!!"

A spear-piercing mistress broke through the vortex of flames.

Its appearance, piercing with sparks, was like a brave goddess of war.

Did they poke you in the void?

The five men don't make it as slight as if they were frozen.

And the Spear War Princess couldn't have missed that gap.

Spears against the five standing side by side.

Stabbing him in the head or in the heart could have been a fatal blow, too.

Maybe she didn't because she thinks this fight is just training.

But there was zero blood from the tip of the spear.

Men's uniforms, cut around their chests and dye their white shirts with blood.

"Gu......"

"What do we do? Do you want to continue?"

When Mistrea looks at one man, she points the blade in front of her.

"Damn......"

A man distorts his expression to anger.

But behind that revealing emotion, he let go of his weapon to show the loss of his will.

Go on and drop the weapon with two people.

Then the weapon that had been formed rolled back to the demon stone and onto the ground.

"Phew..."

Confirming that the enemy had lost his temper, Mistrea breathed heavily.

And he turned to me, and he took every step of the way.

"Now, Mr. Mars, all that's left at some point is the eagles - ghoul..."

But when I suddenly distorted my expression, I dropped my knee.

Complete blind spot...

"Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha

Behind the mistress.

A knife (knife) was held in the hand of the man who was supposed to have let go of his weapon.

The color of that blade is red.

That was a testament to Mistrea's piercing back.

"Gu......"

Strengthens the groaning look on the pain.

But I'm not going to fall to the ground.

I could see that she was trying to focus on her knees trying to get up.

"Ha, good luck -"

Before the man with the open mouth finished talking, I moved.

"Huh...?

The moment - I reach in front of the man and hit him in the glutes as he is.

"Ah..."

Left a man out of his mind, I ran over to Mistrare.