I Reincarnated as a Villain of an RPG, But I Want to Survive

A man named the instructor came out, so the trainees went side by side.

It was like a reminder of school physical education in a previous life.

Yes, we're not alone yet, just like the students we had that day.

After going through the training that's about to begin, you'll finally become a regular soldier.

"Look! You guys are garbage scum! Less than children! It's a potato worm crawling on the ground!

Thankful lesson from His Highness the Instructor.

He was a tough looking middle-aged man who looked like a veteran.

"The Imperial Boys must be of help to the great Beast Demon Emperor Herod! That's why you're soldiers! I'm not a soldier yet, because I can't help His Majesty the Emperor, and now you guys are garbage scum! You got it!

"" "" "Yes, I get it!!" ""

Young people, raise your voices.

I can't let the instructor get in the mood here and now, so I'm desperate.

"My voice is low! Do you really know, you garbage scum!?"

"" "" "YES!! I get it!!!!" "

Really desperate.

"It is this one who raises you, who are nothing but trash scum, to be a regular soldier! Teacher, Master Atecolo! For you, I am God! We have no choice but to crawl through the bottom of the earth, and I will deliver you to heaven, my savior! You know what I mean!?"

"" "" "Yes!! I understand!!" ""

"I am absolutely obedient to my orders! Think of that as the only way you can be an Imperial Regular Soldier!! No questions allowed! I don't even allow myself to doubt it! If you can't do that, leave the smelter! And spend the rest of your life living a wormless life!

It's like a ghost instructor in this army.

I guess it's only by enduring this kind of mighty scratch that a soldier who survives on the battlefield of hell is complete.

"Here, at the eighteenth smelter house, there are about a hundred potential recruits registered. We can't accommodate all fifteen-year-old boys in the country at once. So it's subdivided."

So we can have the smelter till the eighteenth, so I guess there are plenty of potential recruits.

In fact, there may be after the nineteenth or twentieth......

Well, the fact that there are many young people is proof that the country is rich.

"Don't have such a sweet idea that you can all be soldiers without them, okay? More and more useless than this Lady Atecolo has become a teacher, because I am convinced that it is for His Majesty the Emperor.... for example, you!

Something pointed to me all of a sudden.

Is that me?

"It's you, why don't you reply!

"Ha, yes...!!"

Why were they picked up all of a sudden?

You haven't done anything since I got here yet.

I just got here, so I can't make fun of it.

"You are Zilla, son of Bulls, who lives in 34th Precinct!?"

"Yes, it is!

"'Yes, that's right, instructor'! Don't you even know that?!?"

Suddenly he hit me in the side.

"I know you. You? Prior to his military service, he went on a journey and went all over the place. Right? For training, huh? You sure about that?

"Definitely, instructor."

"Do something stupid! Look, your choice is a big mistake! You've wasted your time!

The instructor turns to me with a sense of distance like a sticking hill and intimidates me.

The surrounding trainees also pay attention to what is going on.

"There was talk of you being included in an elite candidate. It was five years ago, when you showed your head. But you foolishly kicked that invitation and embarked on a journey! You know how sinful that is? Ah!?"

Grab my collar and rock it.

"You put a bullet in our Imperial Soldier Development System, didn't you? The only right thing to do to make you stronger was to get an elite training program from our Imperial Smelter Department...! Everything else is a mistake!

So I finally got it.

This instructor has a reason to make me an enemy.

It is the people at work who raise soldiers and tailor them to the elite to serve the empire.

Yet if anyone tries to be the strongest soldier in a different way from ourselves, that must be an eyesight.

Because it's like denying our very existence.

"I'll tell you in advance! You can't be a regular Imperial soldier! This weasel is gonna crush you! The training I'm going to impose on you is twice as good as any other piece of garbage! You won't be able to stand it long enough to get away with it! And you spend the rest of your life as the bottom line!

"Ha..."

In this empire, no one who fails to perform his military service satisfactorily is considered to be in service.

He will be nail-bounced from all social activities and will live while being looked down on.

"You're gonna regret this for the rest of your life! You don't make smart decisions of your own, and if you had been an elite candidate as I say, you would have been promised a rosy life, but you keep crying until you die that you threw it away yourself! Hey!?"

Megi, and a miserable sound sounded.

The instructor stuck his fist in my abdomen.

"From today on, you are a toy to me. You don't have time to rest for a second, do you? Bear with me for a long time at best, and show me what you've accomplished and what you've done, okay?

So you're done saying it all, the instructor turned Kurli back on his heels and left.

The two of us rush down to me left behind.

It was a big man and a little man.

"……… hey, are you okay?!?"

"You're too heavy from the beginning. I can't believe you suddenly put your eyes on Atecolo...!?"

They're like Gashi and Seki.

I can't believe you cared about me just now that we just named each other, they're good guys out there.

Other trainees are attracting interest and attention, but they just don't like getting caught up in it at the same time.

I can say that Gashi and Seki, who rushed in without hesitation, are manly.

"That Atecolo is a man famous for being a trainee, isn't he? They always find a target every year, and they stir it up until it falls off."

and the little boy Seki explains.

"You can't be a regular soldier anymore. He caught my eye. Because you are an awesome person......!

"No, it's okay. More than that, a teacher named Atecolo is quite a man of sight."

"Ahh?

The big man Gashi fades into my words.

"You're a pretty broad-minded guy!? Or are you stupid!? He yelled at me like that and beat me up! So he has sights!?"

'Cause I hit him.

"Huh?"

"You must have noticed it when you first punched him in the face. Yet I have the courage to beat you to the stomach. Besides, when I say my bones are shattered, I can't stand it and scream, and I can't stand it."

"Ha!?"

That's what I was saying.

He heard a scream of anguish from far away.

"Ahhhhh!! Ouch! Ouch ok!? My hand!? My fist is ahhhhhhh!?"

"Oh, I knew I couldn't stand it."

The moment I hit him, he was still pretending to be calm while sweating.

"Hey!? The instructor suddenly collapsed!?"

"I'm holding my right hand around!? What are you going to do!? Should I call a doctor?!?"

The confused voice of the surrounding trainees.

"Duh, what do you mean!? The beaten instructor suffers more than the beaten zilla!?"

"The bones of my hands are shattered. Because you hit me."

"Nah!?"

Ji Sacred Art < Barrier Shield >.

I defended myself by stretching it all over my body.

The wisdom technique learned and completed under "The Unwise Man" is a different form of magic from what is commonly referred to in the RPG.

The ability to fit into the boundaries of so-called skills, but if we divide them more closely because they have beast magic as a similar pedigree, we might call them psychic ones.

Because the definition originally was' the power from which a person's intelligence is derived ', it seems that if you color it as what it is, it becomes psychic.

Anyway, I learned such wisdom and sanctity from The Wise Man.

< Barrier Shield > is one of them. It is a wisdom sacrament that creates invisible walls with mindful forces and defends itself.

In Beast Fantasy, it is the < Barrier Shield > that increases the Defense of each ally. He also had the upper skill of increasing the overall ally's Defense < α Barrier Shield > ….

It seems that in this world the opponent can deploy a transparent defensive membrane that fits his body so much that he doesn't even notice it, shutting out all harmful influences, and returning not only that, but the shock he suffered to the opponent as it was.

Thanks to this, Instructor Atecolo ended up smashing his fist, which he used to beat him.

He spit at heaven.

"Ouch! Ouch, good, good, good!?"

Instructor still in pain.

Trainees say they're watching, but the majesty is intangible.

"…… Zilla, is it your fault?

"It won't have to be. I just got beat up. You guys watched that, didn't you?

Yes, I just rolled out the Barrier Shield.

Because the shield itself has only defensive features and cannot harm others.

It was only instructor Atecolo's activism that struck his fist toward that shield and crushed his fist.

When I hit her in the cheek with the first shot, she must have noticed the discomfort because the barrier shield was already stretched.

Yet I punched him in the stomach additionally.

I did not take advantage of the warning. I deserved it.

"Isn't that going to be a fun training life? Hey, Gasi, Seki?

…………!?

Our new friends at the Alchemy were both sweating.