I’m a NEET but When I Went to Hello Work I Got Taken to Another World (LN)

"Don't you hear what Blue Blue says? Let Elizabeth hold the reins. He should listen to whoever admits it himself. Or Massal can try it."

Such a response was given to the master, who was caught back in the town of Comb, when he conveyed a message from Mr. Hornet.

"I can't. Besides, I'm busy."

Even though I have to worry about everyone and the Orange Squad, I can't even take responsibility for the Biells group.

But Ellie. Sure, Ellie has beaten Blue Blue by being present once. And since then, we've been a little close.

Ellie was totally liked when she inserted a one-of-a-kind gastronomy (Japanese-style cuisine) in the presence of Blue Blue Shield, or Edible Blue Blue, and then began to pudding and fried Kensei and his disciples from time to time. I also feel like I just succeeded in feeding, but depending on the way I look at it, I can't even see it at a glance.

But Ellie's got me directing that way, too, and I'm flying around at the gate. It can be excessive labor to take the blue-blue guideline on top of this.

"No, wait, wait, wait, wait. You know, like, a vogue is coming. Let the vaux do it."

"Was Lord Vorkt stronger than Blue Blue?

"I fought over one or two of my disciples at the time."

It must be General Erdo. Blue Blue is a pretty old stock, and it looks like Mr. Hornet wasn't there yet.

Then I hope one of you tries and goes well.

If there's a problem, how do I tell them? Lakna and Comb can even fly in the Spirit for half a day. It's out of the question to tell them now, and it will be possible in time to go and tell them again tomorrow, but I also feel a little unnatural. I'll tell you what's going on back and forth.

Properly make it up with a warrant? If you're setting up to have a wind elf who specializes in sending orders back and forth...

"That's reasonably good. I'll be free. We're going to train."

"Eh. Let's not do that today or tomorrow."

They just made me deal with 200 people yesterday, and the day after tomorrow, the march begins.

"You would have run off on your way yesterday, wouldn't you?

"I just pulled it up in a good place."

It is out-of-heart to be told that 200 people also fled after dealing with them.

"Thank you. You don't seem to be the type to use your powers without being pushed."

"It's a battlefield. What are you going to do with pushing me in training? Let's keep our leeway."

"Some things are only visible on the battlefield"

Fight to the limit, there's something you can see ahead. My master says that. It even makes it a place of training on the battlefield. No, that's a little different. Do not choose time and place for sword training. Just because you don't have a handy opponent is enough to go on an expedition to the demonic realm by yourself. I mean, I guess this is normal driving.

"It's also a good idea to choose a cheap path. Which one do you choose?

A cheap path, of course. But the Elves continue to miss every step of my tour. It's about lunch on the promise of the end of the tour, but I can't possibly say the end of the tour at this time, and I'm not going to.

In other words, if you flee here, it will pass on to future generations.

"Frequently in battle."

Let's get ready.

"Hmm?"

"My heart is always on the battlefield, but whatever."

Maybe it was a mistake to think you could rest slowly on the battlefield.

"Always on the battlefield, simple and good words"

Training is necessary. It also trains me to put on Kensei. What a luxury. Let's think so.

"Fine. Deal with anyone or as many people as you want."

There has also been mould practice and muscle strength training throughout this period. If I were to do it, I would naturally be an attendance archery close to the actual battle. The other person is rotten.

"Of course, I'll prepare an extraordinary opponent."

That said, my master gave me a good smile. You don't have a lot to do when your master laughs...

Extraordinary opponent one of them. Two swords Armand. Two. General Erdo. Part III. Sati. Four. Miriam called back from the walls. Part V. Kensei the person.

The place is the hall of lords of the town of Comb. Even today, in that large garden, soldiers enthusiastically encourage archaeology and crush their spare time hanging out.

"I was lightly hit yesterday, but I think I'll get plenty of opponents today"

Mr Armand is motivated. I guess I won't eat cracked stumbolts of seeds anymore. Well, it would be against the spirit of archery, and I intend to fight it out.

"Guardian of Elves. Looking forward to seeing how much you do!

General Erdo is also a Norinoli. Can I play here?

Armand was naturally strong. The variety of sword moves rolled out of two swords can also be seen as equal to Blue Blue or Mr. Hornet. I fought with magic, but everything doesn't work.

"You've got a lot more arms up than before!

That's what Armand called me when he fell. Gear and rules are gladiator tournament specifications. Blade pulling swords are skinned, until one of them becomes incapable of combat. Only the head remains full face helm and the face is hidden.

"Thank you."

Considering that I couldn't even fight properly when I did it before, would it have been better if I just ate it down? But even though I was able to treat it immediately, eating a blow of the sword is very tough every time. I've eaten the details and many times, and this keeps going for four more...

General Erdo was also strong. I was always overwhelmed by sword moves that combined strength and sharpness rolled out of my privileged stature. Some sides were easier to fight than Armand for coming from the front, but I don't see a gap that just cuts off to the Orthodox. It seems to be the top compatibility of the backpack systematically, but I was also hit without being able to push it until I saw the bottom.

"It was a pretty good tooth, but the sword hasn't!

And Satti. Usually only sword moves can do the opponent there, but he's a good user of prowess. All of the depths activated by the Pretend are Special. I take it, so I get chopped up all at once, and I get a tough, relentless blow. Thanks to his training in Biels, Satti lost all forgiveness when he was also present.

"So, are you okay!?

An iron sword blow. It ate enough to fall, too. It can't be okay.

"I'm fine. That was a good shot."

But when I quickly heel, I say so and get up. If I don't tell you that, Satie's going to get a lot sick. Apart from the audition. I guess I can't be wholeheartedly convinced that's what I told him to do.

By the time I did it with Miriam, I had already fallen three times and was in a state of exhaustion of both my mind and soul. I was horribly forced to struggle with someone I could surely beat even if I didn't usually say it was easy. I mean, Miriam seemed focused on cutting my strength in an unbeatable battle. Even when it comes to understatement, the swordsmanship level is comparable, and it is Miriam, who has accumulated intense archaeology in Biels, albeit for a short period of time. He was hunted down and spit out all the health he had left until he was finished.

That is how it strikes, and is the advent of Kensei. A few times to match the swords. Something was done. If I thought so, I would already eat my sword.

It looked like a feint. While recovering and falling, he rebels in his heart the movement of his master's sword. Later Satie and I will review...

"Stand up. We'll do a second tour."

Magicayo.

Eventually, I cut to the third circle. I mean, why are you just arching me? That's the kind of nori that cut the momentum!

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"Huh? Hey Masal, what's going on!?

Of course I treated him before moving to the town of Lakna, and I changed my worn out gear properly, but it seemed obvious how he wore out. Anne worried me badly.

"Auditorium."

"Didn't you do nothing to hurt or fall?

"Keep the audition out of your account..."

Report the training to the Lakna group. I don't know a few injuries I've received, and I've actually been knocked down twelve times. I want to compliment Miriam because she won it all by herself.

"Are you all right with all that wear and tear?

"My master will fill my hole."

Answer Ellie's best point. For the fold of the march, my master promised to join the party, and for magic, Charlencia. There won't be any problems unless there's a lot going on.

"So the master can't come back here, so he said Ellie or Sergeant can take the Blue Blue Line."

"Me? Mm-hmm, right. Well, you can try it..."

"If that doesn't work, let Mr. Hornet handle it."

I don't know how many more years my master can live either. It's time to find someone in Biels who can do something about Blue Blue.

And I'll also talk about the setting that you're using Elf's orders to exchange information. Well, this is a story I would do if someone pointed it out to me, and I don't even dare say it from here.

"How'd it go over there?

"Yeah, a lot of work for the Orange Squad today..."

It is the beginning of a farce. I can't help it because the Kings are waiting for me to leave behind.

"Let me explain that to you."

"Father? To Mother!?

The queen is pleased to be able to surprise Lilia.

"There are a lot of opinions in there that we should be more generous in our support for Lord Masar. Nevertheless, we cannot make that decision if we look at the situation on the ground. Because thanks to Lord Elizabeth, it's faster than hearing the report."

"... please, Father, Mother."

Lilia says in the way she gave up. Yeah, yeah. Everything's the best. The more...

The next day it is an audition to gather only the chosen ones on the grounds of the elf quarters of the town of Lachna, which cannot be seen from the outside. It's just a face I found out about, so I look at it.

"Because it's a battlefield, I want to go back to archery, etc., and I want you to turn to this eagle. I decided to work out for you."

That's what the master tells the swordsmen gathered. That is the pretext. Well, I'm probably not wrong.

"Masaru is magically useful even if his body is useless. Give him a full archery."

Just like yesterday, the match is me versus everyone else. Every member is a leading swordsman in the unit to do a total winning audition for all. I can't force you to think about what's after tomorrow.

Blue blue and Mr. Hornet. Three dragon-class swordsmen headed by Swordmaster Delandal. There to Francesca, Sergeant. To His Sergeant, and, of course, our swordsmen Satti, Will, and Syrah.

A total of twelve teachers were also included. It is more luxurious than when it was a comb.

But I can't help it. I just have to do it.

"I know it's a hassle, but I hope you'll be with me for a while"

That's what I say and I bow my head. Even though it wasn't what you wanted, you came together for my archery.

"It's hard to be a favorite."

It was Zach from Dragon Class who told me to be a little sympathetic. Is this the first one?

Zach's strength is almost mutual with mine. Or about Miriam yesterday, when I'm sure I can win, even Will and Syrah get caught off guard. Can you stand until the end of your first tour today?

"No, really."

"But dependency is dependency. It's no different if you don't like it. Don't expect anything from me, okay?

"Ha, you say that after you beat me"

Zach has been packing his time with my words. I'd be better off if I could use magic. But with the sword, Zach has a day long. When you are packed in time and sword-only, you need a lot of force to win.

It's going to be a tough fight from the war.

Zach, Amanda, Francesca. This neighborhood is about me and each other. Will, Syrah, Colin's strength falls a little lower than mine.

I won all six fights. It was quite impossibly overlapping, especially with the three opponents of each other.

"You're all liver. So you must be stronger than anyone."

It was yesterday night that I talked to my master again about archery. No matter what happens to me, I have to be strong enough to survive. Whatever happens, if only I were alive, the resumption would come true.

"I don't know how long I can give you an archery, either. So for the rest of my life, I'll use it all for you. Isn't that what loyalty is?

You can't escape until you say so.

Okay, here we go. All remaining opponents are in character. If you can use magic, you have a winning eye, but not a winning chance first with a sword. Normally...

There was a noise when I put my temper back on. Organizations come in through the gates.

"Uh, it's Master Masal!

Children's voices. Troops I built by gathering the children of the Beast. It's the face of the Gokeleys.

"It's better to have a larger audience."

Was it the master who let him in?

"Why are you guys here?

"Of course I'm here to fight!

"I'm sorry, Master Massal. Even children are collected if they can be a force of war..."

I told him that I was sorry about Titos, who was being coached. The Gokelai regiment is well trained, and well equipped. Surely, as a force of war, you can expect more than those conscripts there. Did someone with an eye for it send you to the front? Who the hell is that?

"And we fight ourselves. He said he could fight."

It's a battle to reclaim our homeland. I was going to work out looking ahead to the post-war period, but I guess I'd like to join them if I could.

The Gokelai Regiment has about 20 people. If that's the case, isn't it hard to let them get away with it?

"Fine. Let's get the quarters ready later. I'm a little busy right now, so rest in the neighborhood until I'm done with business."

The Gokelai Regiment also has the aspect of a candidate for protection. I guess that's the master's measure to show me how to fight. If I were to come anyway, I would have been shown where I should have come before I won six straight.

"Excuse me, Mr. Delandal. Please wait."

"Fine, fine. Let's get this over with."

Swordmaster, Delandar Kaplan. This guy is clearly stronger than Satie. I've done enough to count, too, but I've never even been able to take one.

Delandal has a more privileged physique than me or Sati, but he's never been as graceful, and he doesn't have the power or speed to protrude.

Still, why can't Satie win anyway? I have a good memory. I won't forget what I saw. I won't forget the movement I saw. And have as many arms as you can handle it and a drawer of memory of how to best deal with it.

In the training, Delandal had the next of his masters looked after. I mean, all my patterns of motion are grasped and dealt with accurately. I thought it wouldn't even be such a simple story in a sword warfare archery, but I guess it's the swordmaster because he actually does it.

The only way to beat Delandal is to be so overwhelmed that you can't deal with it properly, or be completely surprised.

"Can I use restorative magic because I'm tired?

"... I don't mind."

Tilt your neck and answer that. This guy is unwilling to be a Kensei apprentice, and he has a very understandable mental who doesn't like tough training and pain. That's just it. I'm vigilant. There is only a small amount of fatigue that can be taken by healing magic and there is little point in using it. I guess I'm wary of other magical unintentional strikes. I stand loose without a structure, but I can always move.

"(Regeneration)"

This is all the planting. Take the lightning structure.

"Take a blow."

The question was whether Delandal could distinguish between normal heels and continuous recovery (regeneration), but apparently he could beat a beating. I suppose Delandal also thinks it was a recovery to take full advantage of the blow of Deep Righteousness.

My prowess is powerful enough to break my body. Then you can heal from the broken end.

"Thunder Sword!

He was endangered despite the blow of all his might. Push the sword all at once, immobilized, with the clamping arm intact. Delandal's attitude breaks down. Force the sword back to the lightning station.

With just a few moves, my knees already seem to burn my arms shoulders. But we can't afford to wait for recovery. Give it a moment, and Delandal will either dodge or fight back. Fold all at once.

Thunder Sword - Stunned. But Delandal did his best with it. Totally collapsed.

Again, force the sword to flip. And the thunderbolt sword again...

I was stunned. I thought I totally caught it...

So the limit came. I left the limiter off. I lose my strength and my knees fall out of my body.

Regeneration is still working. The pain in your body twitches and your strength slowly returns to your body. But Delandal is perfectly intact just because he broke his attitude. They'll do it shortly after you get up.

But suddenly blood bled out of Delandal's neck, who regained his broken position and showed him how to fight back.

"Oh, my God! Treat! Treat!

Oh, did you hit the cutting edge?

"Heels"

The bleeding quickly subsided when I heeled Delandal, who ate the bubbles from the massive bleeding.

"Are you willing to kill me for my neck?!?

Delandal says grudgingly. There's no way I can afford to dare target anywhere.

"Oh, what a terrible sight... three days in this bleeding... no, we have to rest for a week..."

Yes, Delandal left without waiting for my reply and whispering bump.

"Wouldn't you still be able to do it if you did"

If you're impotent. I mean, I thought if I boosted my sword moves, I wouldn't have to whip my body into a style of fighting, but isn't it even more polished for an unscrupulous fight? Weird. Absolutely weird.

"After all, Master Masaru is strong"

Is Satie next? What shall I do?

That's an ambush. Once you know the species, it's easy to deal with. You just have to run around until the regeneration runs out. Naturally it won't work for Sati either, and Sati, the best practitioner, is known for all his moves, including how to deal with them. I saved it to do with Kensei one day.

Besides, the body is the limit in the first place. I pushed it too far. Instead of doing as much imposition next time as I do now, I'm even suspicious that I can make a normal move.

All remaining opponents are in character. On top of that, he ran out of strength, and he ran out of trumpets. A winless, desperate battle.

But you can't admit to losing or escape before you fight.

Even if you don't give up a battle without winning, a miracle could happen.

"Come on, call me."

At least not in an unusual way.