Ponytail says, "Uniform store. I'll have all my uniforms. Come on, you too, now, uniform, conquer! 'A few days after I found out I quit, I was invited by the guild leader of the Merchant Alliance.
"I have a pilot's practical exam, why don't you go check it out?"
They have an extraordinary practical exam at our alma mater Knight's Pilot's School.
(Again, in the Knights, is there a shortage of pilots)
I snort alone.
Now the Knights are gathering Class C knights to replenish their lost knights.
The aim is to keep numbers out of alignment, and later they're going to carry out a renovation that's all shapes and call it a "class B knight".
(Whatever the contents are, it would be quite a deterrent)
Sooner or later, it will be revealed that he is a Class C knight. But you can still buy time.
All we need now for the Knights of the Kingdom is time.
I'm impressed.
"That prime minister, it's a shame to keep him aristocratic."
Nico, while the guild leader speaks his thoughts.
The Chancellor of anything, he said, is flying around among the high nobles like a streak of days, letting them contribute the C-class knights in their possession.
The means seems to be power, connections, intimidation, crying down on the money and how it doesn't matter.
The word of the Alliance Leader earlier was to praise his skill.
(That's how many knights there are. You just said pilots next)
Until my next regular practice exam, I guess I'm so pressured I can't wait.
(And I don't know it's temporary. I was wondering if I would collect past winners who couldn't join the group)
That's where I was surprised.
Currently, the Knights are not supposed to be busy.
If I were you, I would look at the performance of past training participants and hire those who were on the border line. Because it takes less effort.
Periodic practice exams will be the role of excavating new forces and giving opportunities to those who aspire to pilot the Knights, as we have yet to see.
(But no practical exams)
The sound of that word is a little bitter for me.
Practical exams are regularly given at the Knight's Pilot's School several times a year.
The top four are given the right to participate in the Knights' training, and if you put them in the Knights' glasses there, you are most likely hired.
I'm third, but I couldn't get you to join me.
My way of fighting, avoiding melee combat and taking advantage of a magic attack from a thorough distance, was vehemently condemned by the instructors.
And in the end, the necessary recommendations for training participation were not obtained from the school side. This was the first time since the Pilot's School, such as when the winner was unable to participate in the training.
(But thanks to this, I was able to become a Merchant Alliance Knight pilot)
I quit the Pilot's School because I was not allowed to participate in the Knights' training and I had no prospect of doing so.
It was the Merchant Alliance that picked me up like that.
Now I think, even if I had been hired by the Knights, I would have quit right away without the water fitting.
It might have been a good idea not to get a recommendation
"Wouldn't it be a bad idea if I went?"
Ask the Alliance Leader.
I'm from home school and have a pretty bad reputation. It is synonymous with cowardice and cowardice.
"Not good, is there something wrong?
Flat back and stuck in answers.
(If you ask me, it sure is)
The school has quit for a long time, and I've already got a job as a pilot. I don't have a problem with this.
If there is, it's enough to meet people I hate and feel bad about.
(I'd love to see ponytail or braided tits super big tits fight)
If you can see their fight, it's not that big of a deal.
"There isn't. Let me make a statement."
Hearing my answer, the guild leader nodded satisfactorily.
The next day, the guild chief and I would creep through the gates of the Pilot's School and walk side by side in the long hallway leading to the auditorium.
There are two Merchant Guild invitation slots, so the Deputy Guild Manager is leaving a message.
"Um, isn't this flashy?"
I say, look at my outfit.
A dark outfit similar to the tank soldier's uniform, but with a decorative "Shigeru" and shoulder tag added to it today.
"It's a pilot's costume. Hey, look good."
Just for a moment to the word of the guild leader, right? I think, I look at him in the hallway window.
An old man who couldn't stand there stood round his back worried about his lack of confidence.
(... Wow)
Turn away unintentionally.
And I found out. Wearing military uniforms without stretching your spine is very nasty.
"Yeah, well, if you improve your posture, you'll be something."
Look at me trying to get my chest up, the guild leader smiles. What was the word earlier that you looked good on?
Tension of the chest makes the pilot's badge on the left chest even more noticeable.
This is an indication of being a knight pilot, but in my case, it also has ornaments that indicate the duties of a knight captain. If you ignore the point of one constant, I am certainly also the Knight Commander of the Merchant Alliance Knights.
What you're trying to say is that the decorations are relatively oblivious to Ping's pilot.
"Look, let's go"
Guild leaders urge me to walk out.
Turning around the corner of the hallway, I went to meet with a student who stuck a niyanya laugh.
(Niyanya laughing brother!
Long time no see, a former classmate.
Always remembers calling out to me, "Hey, coward," etc. Though I thoroughly crushed it in the qualifying round of my last regular practice exam.
Niyaniya laughing brother looked surprised at first.
Then he sees my costume and then moves his gaze to the Knights Commander badge on his left chest.
From his face, the trademark Niyanya laugh disappeared in an instant, and instead, an ugly, distorted look appeared with anger and jealousy.
(What's this, it feels good!
As soon as I saw how it was, Zokri and I ran into my spine.
A former classmate dressed in a formal pilot costume, who appeared in front of him.
And I'm still a student.
Stimulation of inferiority would be intense. Even if he was usually lying if he wasn't interested in anything other than a Knights pilot.
Because reality is so greasy, it penetrates ideological creeds and makes primitive emotions eagle.
(The person who was licking it out of sight from above, was paying it back something so exhilarating)
So I come up with a hack and look back at the guild leader. Seeing that gentle smile, I realized.
(You deliberately made me wear flashy costumes because this is what you intended!
As if you read my mind, the guild leader nods slowly.
The only compassion that comes from the guild leader's life experience is to be impressed.
To respond, I send my gaze to the top of my Niyanya Laughing Brother's head and move it to my feet.
Next, I laughed slightly with my mouth alone.
The face of Niyaniya Laughing's brother is a red tide to see. No, it's more dos black than red.
The surface temperature is also higher, so much so that when you're in the front you feel the heat as if the electrical stove is emitting.
"We don't have much time, and let's head to the VIP table"
I deliberately ignore my Niyanya Laughing Brother, emphasizing the word 'VIP Seat'.
Of course, I'm not pushing time or anything.
At the edge of my sight, I captured my shuddering Niyaniya laughing brother, and my pleasure voltage went up even further.
I then stretched my spine, stretched my chest, and repeated the 'VIP Seat at the Knights Leader' appeal whenever I saw a student I hated.
I don't do it to instructors. All of them are active Knights or OBs. On the contrary, they will laugh at you with their noses.
The effect is limited to those who are still unable to become pilots and are dull in school.
But that was enough.
"He seemed pleased, most importantly."
Guild chief burst into laughter when he took the VIP seat. He was so patient laughing.
"Well, I rarely get a chance like this."
I answer with a clear smile, too. And added:
"Thank you. Now I've been wiped out of my bad memories at the pilot's school."
I didn't mean to be obsessed, but it still seemed to be depositing somewhere in my mind.
Remembrance anger, but do you say? Sometimes, though, I remember what happened at the pilots' school, and sometimes my intestines feel like they boil back.
(Beautifully refreshed, I think it's drifted off)
My heart is light. I offered my sincere gratitude to the Alliance Commander.
Large auditorium within the Pilot's School.
A large space created by the complex combination of many stone arches. Here the practical exam takes place.
On the floor, a magic formation of about ten meters in diameter was painted in four places, and on its exterior, a simulated cockpit was set up to face each other.
(Mostly, you've changed your face)
A principals greeting, in a forum set in the back. Besides, the instructors lined up beside them. There seemed to be a lot of replacements.
I bury my butt in the lounge and look down at them and think.
(No sign of an elderly instructor)
You invited me to the pilots' school, a very grateful teacher. In order to reward him, he has given you credit for his elf crusade.
Now it's a family situation and I hear you're back in your hometown.
How are you?
(I don't even have that instructor)
The instructor who sent me the implicit phrase 'talent and character are separate' was killed in the battle of honor the other day.
The instructor's knight said he was lying on the ground and had been trampled from his back. A true pilot who never shows his back to his enemies. It was a brilliant scatter not ashamed of its name.
All I can say is that when I went to the instructor's office to say my last greeting, the instructor, who ignored it and hit his back with disgust, has almost disappeared.
But he didn't die in battle. The only thing I saw in the fight the other day was a trampled instructor.
"That's the new Knight Commander."
As I twisted my neck, the guild leader sitting next to me sighted someone sitting in the VIP table as well.
Around fifty years old, he is a gentleman with a thick fleshy body, characterised by a kaisel beard that jumped upwards.
"Have you come to see the Knights yourself?"
At my time, there was a Knights figure, but the captain or deputy captain should not have been present.
"The extraordinary practical exam itself was originally proposed by the Knights Commander. I really want to see it with my own eyes to see if it's worth hiring."
I thought, in that word, what if?
Even with the hassle involved, it is about the reasons for conducting extraordinary practical tests.
(I guess you don't trust me)
Regarding the previous evaluation on the part of the school.
Since senior knights were instructors in the comfort of their leisure work, only true knights would be recognized.
Naturally, beings like me were bounced.
If my imagination is correct, the next Knight Commander is not a true knight.
The radical change in the facial rash of the instructors at the Pilot's School must also have reflected the intentions of the new Knights Commander.
"Sounds like quite a person."
To my word, the guild leader broke his face.
"Whatever, I'm a junior pilot. Big time."
"From the lower pilot!
Unexpectedly his voice grows louder and he hurries to his mouth.
As far as I was concerned, I saw a tough identity system within the Knights during the Heavy Lancer sweep.
Lost many advanced, and intermediate pilots in that battle, but not all. There is still a lot left within the Knights.
Is it possible, for example, to jump over it all and take the top position?
"I told you the Chancellor had stepped up his influence, didn't I?
I did hear it, but it's totally out of my imagination that it's going to change this far.
"Someone who was held in absenteeism for a long time because of his defiance of the upper ranks of the Knights."
Because of that, he hasn't even participated in the Heavy Lancer sweep. So I've never seen my face, either.
"It's going to change in a good direction."
The Knights' great defeat is a great pain in the ass. However, if the reform succeeds on this occasion, it may be possible to take back the change.
The guild leader nodded heavily at my thoughts, too.
But, Tauro, I'm surprised you didn't know.
"What?"
Unexpectedly, I made such a voice.
"Well, don't you know"
The guild leader looked at my face seriously, and said the same words again.
I hear it's about the new Knights Commander.
Even so, I definitely didn't know each other.
Confused me, Guild Leader overlaps words.
"No, there are some things you should not know. This is not the end of the story."
It's not refreshing, but if my boss, the guild leader, tells me so, I can't stick to it.
I also changed my mind and looked at the aligning players.
"Fine, you have an older player"
Speak to the Alliance Leader.
To my words, the guild leader, standing up from the chair and looking around at the players, looked a little surprised.
"Well, is he still out there?"
Follow the Alliance Head's gaze.
There's a line of sixteen players who won yesterday's qualifying round.
Practical exams have been taking place since yesterday, but they are only open to the public on the last day.
"Oh man, is that it?
The guild leader's eyes are directed at the man standing in the central front row.
I guess he's a little older than me. The paste and iron worked well, putting together a Paris costume.
The other contestants are uniforms, so they stand out if they do. Are you going to get in the mock cockpit with that?
"Before you, Tauro, he was a pilot."
I was surprised by the words, and I stepped out and looked seriously at the man.