I Said Make My Abilities Average!

The day after Adele's first byte.

Today was the day to take the strength measurement test for class division with the children of the nobility.

Even when it comes to aristocratic children, ordinary aristocratic children go to an advanced Ardley school attended by their sister-in-law, Prissy. Coming to this Eckland school is not particularly futuristic compared to the children of the merchants there, as they are about as good as the children of a rather poor aristocracy, who are never likely to inherit it it it either, who are unlikely to be able to use it for political marriages either. He was still in a position to make a twat with a leading merchant to prepare for the future or to strive to be liked around the daughter of a merchant without a boy.

But it's hard to tell a child around the age of ten to understand that.

Especially for children who are aristocrats, who are not like civilians, and who are weirdly condensed in a sense of privilege......

Adele, who came to the exam venue, was horrified that she hadn't floated more than she thought.

It is considerably lower quality than what my sister-in-law Prissy was given, and even more quite yore on a boarding carriage journey, but at first it was a garment for noble daughters, so it was similar in every youngest son of a poor lower nobleman.

Besides, in the case in question, it was' washed in water '.

I'm not screwed up because my sister lent me her dressed clothes to take my wrinkles off in the carriage.

First, a written exam.

A brief history of the country, the names of kings and other great people, knowledge of neighboring countries, etiquette, arithmetic, general common sense, etc….

Adele's knowledge prior to awakening was considerable, and even the problem was solved for Adele today, who can clearly remember it.... Adele had only as much to do as she studied because her family had ignored her.

And from the memory of previous life, such as arithmetic, that was child deception.

Adele did everything she could to solve the problem. Not being in the top class was because I felt like I was going to get bored because the class level was too low.

Girls who can study are in the category of 'normal'. Exams are always best for someone.

In fact, this written exam almost determines the class division.

It's hard to do something called seating without having all the student levels in place. With a mix of middle school and high school level people, you'll have trouble figuring out how to set up class difficulty.

In contrast, practical skills are not. Classes full of amateurs, classes full of skilled people, very difficult to teach together. For all hands are at hand.

If this is mixed from the amateur level to the skilled, some may leave it to the skilled to the instructor to take time to those who need his or her guidance. In addition, various classroom methods can be devised, such as showing the training of those whose level is only slightly higher than their own.

In other words, magic and martial arts are more convenient for instructors than not dividing them by degree of practice. For some skilled students, though it would be an easy but inefficient and annoying story for their own training.

Those who cannot use magic also take magic classes.

In the future, we may use magicians as subordinates and employees, and if we are soldiers, we may fight against magicians. Because even if I cannot use it, I need knowledge of witchcraft.

Next in the written exam is motor proficiency measurement.

It's not like I'm a sports privileged student and I'm enrolled. All you have to do is show that you are normally healthy and have enough physical ability to attend martial arts classes without any problems.

Adele did the carefully instructed items. Super serious.

I'm not going to get crazy results here, never.

Anyway, because Adele is a 'very normal, common girl'.

Therefore, I adjusted to be close to that child in all items, referring to the number of children that were lined up before me. Now you should be able to think of me as a 'normal child'.

And finally, magic.

Those who can use a little magic, about 30%. About one-third of them can eat and go with it. In other words, it was around 10% of the total. The remaining two-thirds of magic is convenient to light the kamado, convenient because you don't have to carry a water bottle with you, to a certain extent.

Adele before her awakening was to the extent of whether she could barely fit into that 10% in the future if she trained, but was nevertheless a privileged part of this world. Anyway, if Adele is in a carriage traveling in the desert or the wilderness, there's a missed chance that she'll be able to survive when something happens. Enough, become a mess of tare.

But now Adele's magic...

If it's for your safety, you better not use magic at all.

But that's inconvenient. Because I can use magic, I want to make it a little easier. Besides, if I was pretending that I couldn't use it at all, if I used it with some kind of applause, or if I fell into an unavoidable situation, I would be scared.

Again, it would be better to decide to use it as much as Adele did before.

With that in mind, Adele carefully adjusted this time to still gaze upon the magic used by the previous one and to give her almost equal power to her turn.

(The power is the human average at 6800 parts, so make it about 10,000 parts, fine-tune it and lower it further, make it as strong as it was earlier, and say, Yikes!

Basun!

Just enough fireballs popped up and Adele sighed of relief. To the extent that it cannot be described as very offensive magic, a shoddy spark.

... but everyone, including the instructor, was staring at Adele. Keep your mouth half open.

"Mm, no chanting, so..."

(... Ah, the spell chant, I forgot...)

In fact, it doesn't matter if you can radiate a wave of thought, such as a spell chant, but those who can't instantaneously imagine the image in terms of the phenomenon you express, logically, that is, the amount of molecular motion, chemical change, or oxygen supply, say, "Fire, swirl, be a gathering mass and smash your enemies! It was necessary to use the flow of expression such as' as a wave of thought, for which it was easy and certain to speak out.

Of course, it was also possible to remember it only in my head as a chant free, but then my thoughts would really stick inside me, and the radiation power would drop dramatically, and it would not change much in time to activate because I remember the words in the same flow in my head, and it would only be used as a surprise attack.

That, because Adele imagined the phenomenon of expression intact, activated it instantly without changing her expression. with almost the same power as the previous one.

And that, even with the same 'no chant', meant nothing at all to what those in this world would call it.

Fortunately those who watched didn't know that much, but it was still too much to let Adele know that she was a far out-of-age user.

(Oh, I guess I did...

No, but there are as many people who can use magic without chanting. We all just don't use unchanging much...... I happen to be good at fireball magic, and that's just a normal girl who can use it there without chanting! Yeah!)

The freshmen met each other for the first time, never talked to Hisohiso because they were not yet suddenly enough to talk to each other, and the teachers, sometimes during the exams, came through with a surprising look on their face. Because I have as much time as I need to ask.

Somehow, without any particular problems, the strength test for class division was completed, and the students were disbanded locally in the training field. Adele also went back to the dorm.

And in the training ground, there was one boy left.

Kelvin von Bailiam, five men of the poor Baron family.

The Bailiams were poor. Even though he was poor, the flourishing baron made three men and one woman with his wife, then put his hands on the maid to make another two men and one woman.

The baron was not a sloppy but so bad person in the women's relationship, he gave proper allowances and favours to the samurai who gave birth to the child, and the children were raised as their own children by letting them live in the mansion. Nor did his righteous wife or their children hit those hard, and he was quite adorable as a sibling.

But anyway, I didn't have the money.

The sons of their righteous wives sent them to the advanced Ardrey School as noble sons, but it was tough to give them the share of the children the samurai had given birth to.

My oldest son picked it up. The second son is a spare if something happens to his eldest son. There are expectations that the three sons will be adopted by the Knights, Kingsguards, or even the Barons without men or son-in-law around the Viscount if they can be high-ranking bureaucrats and make money.

A girl could possibly go to a daughter-in-law such as a nobleman's trail son or a big merchant's son if she had a good amount of equipment. In order to increase that possibility at all, it was necessary to send him to an advanced school even if he could not.

For that reason, only my brother, who is four men, and myself will be going to Eckland School, which is a junior. It was supposed to be.

But what a magical talent the Four Men had.

There's just enough talent to eat and go that way, and no, depending on the matter, even a court magician or magic division might be able to do it.

Suddenly the four men also went to the advanced Ardley School, and in the end it was only Kelvin, the five men, who was to go to the lower level Eckland School.

Just myself with seven brothers and sisters.

Why! Why!

Kelvin resented the irrationality of the world and was rough.

But in my heart I knew. I don't know what else to do.

Putting children through advanced schools carries a financial burden that is never light on poor aristocrats.

Beginning with high enrollment fees, tuition, materials, food, dormitories, clothing, and more for three years. That's for seven. It's not something I can put out very well. Perhaps you've been in quite a predicament with your unplanned tuition for four men.

Still, he put me in school, albeit at a lower level, not to mention how much it would cost me a tenth or so compared to an advanced school. myself, a child born to a samurai.

His wife, who is also his rightful wife, apologized to him without complaining and, conversely, sorry. If you complain about it, you will be punished.

All right, then I'll be at the top here!

I'm going to be the strongest wolf and kick some of them up from an advanced school where they lived in peace!

I have little confidence in this body that my brothers have worked out for me. First, I'm gonna show you my powers on the strength test at school!

Kelvin thought so. Yet......

After she showed herself her best run, that woman who was staring at it gave the same record.

She tried so hard to reach the limit by hanging and watching it, she did the same number of times. Besides, he suddenly pretended to be tired even though he still seemed to have plenty of room, and he stopped it the same number of times.

And the throw. And the jump in range. Arms up and down.

It all stopped to match my records. You still have plenty of room.

Besides, he said he could even use magic!

Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!

You lick me!

Be sure to cross. I'll let you go beyond that woman!

Kelvin von Bailiam.

It was the moment when my goal of three years of school life was achieved.