I Said Make My Abilities Average!

And finally, we're here, graduation test day.

The location is an arena close to the Royal Palace.

Not only can it accommodate many spectators, but it is a splendid facility built and still of shallow age, where fortification measures and protective magic were used to ensure that no harm was done to the facility or spectators even when a magical shootout took place.

"The rooting played its part. Today, you are watching not only the treasurer, but also the other leading nobles, as well as the king and his wife and the prince, His Royal Highness the Prince. There are also many alliance officials from other countries.

When I rooted, 'There's a great rookie,' I blew quite a bit. Please! "

To Elbert's words, motivated Lena and Mavis, wow, a facial Pauline, and a white-eyed mile.

Soon, the Graduation Test Moot will begin, betraying the fate of the graduates and the Hunter Training School.

"Graduation Test Mock Matches," commonly known as "Graduation Tests," are not accepted by all graduates.

Among the graduates, the instructors selects the person they want, and only those who have been judged worthy of the C-rank in terms of strength and personality can take the test, and if they can pass, they can graduate as the C-rank.

In addition, even if the person did not wish to do so, the instructors may strongly recommend it for examination.

If he fails the test, or if he does not wish to take the test, or if the instructors reject the test because they deem it insufficient, the person will graduate as a D-rank.

However, in this case, it is assumed that the "minimum age has been completed", so some people can rise to the C-rank quite quickly. I wouldn't be so pessimistic even if I failed because it's a "just a little underpowered" treatment.

Because the bad guys are so out of school.

This time, forty people offered to take the test. All of them.

It was natural, because there was nothing to lose.

Even Miles wanted to take the test before Elbert asked for it.

D-rank is inconvenient for solos, so they were applying before there was talk of a party from Lena.

And this time, besides the four Miles, there were five swordsmen, two spears, three bowmen and four magicians, including the Miles, for a total of eighteen.

And the Class B party "Mithrill's Roar," requested as a graduate match opponent, was unusual for Class B, with six and a small party.

A party in the F-C rank has many small parties of about 4-6 people, but it can be more than 10 if it is also above the B rank, and dozens of big places if it is often, so that even those who are injured or sick or on vacation can get a job, or divide the party into several pieces to get multiple jobs at the same time.

Especially in that case, it may include those with inferior arms, and those with slight personality problems….

But this B-class party, The Roar of Mithrills, seems to be a handful of elites. They thought they were all pretty good at it.

And finally, the start of the graduation test mock match was declared by Elbert, the school director, and the match was started.

"Mithrill's Roar" consisted of a leader of the Great Swordsman around forty years old, a skilled spearman about the same age, a mid and slightly younger swordsman twenty years old, an old skilled seemingly magician, a magician about the late thirty years old, and a female magician about the late twenty years old. If you don't have a bowman, but you have a good magician who can also perform ranged attacks, you don't have to have a bow.

There must be an isolated difference in strength in order for the tested person to successfully demonstrate his or her strength. It's a request to the B-rank party for that, and for them, it's an easy job, such as continuing a few mock matches to a hicko opponent.

Because the ability to successfully mentor and educate young people is also needed by high-ranking hunters, the opponent of this test was left to the young, and the leader and the old magician watched the young man successfully exert the power of the test.

Even though they are young, they are of B rank, and if they are other parties, they are powerful enough to take full charge.

The test mock match went well, and the testers seemed to have considerable strength thanks to their opponents, who, although not winning, let them show their strengths cleverly, and they all had a satisfactory battle.

Much of this was due to the opponent's excellent strength and consideration, but many of the subjects were unaware of it.

And finally, there were only four miles left and Bail.

Miles' game will continue, and Bail is the last.

Of course, because that's how Elbert put it together at the request of miles.

"Good luck, Pauline!

"You can win, calm down, be careful!

"The battle is the luck of time. You just have to do your part and fight without remorse."

Though the three encourage Pauline to shudder puffy with tension and excitement, Pauline is feeling weak and is unlikely to be able to show her strength.

"Oh, I said that...

Oh, me too, I wouldn't have had to be so nervous if I was a righteous idiot who doesn't think anything like Mavis, or a toddler simplicity like Lena, or if I didn't know the world like Miles... "

"" "Eh..." "

The three Mavis, Lena and Miles have taken a lot of damage from before the game.

"Oh, now it's your daughter's turn? Looks like he's shaking a little, but is everything okay?

Pauline's opponent was Olga, a female magician about the second half of the twentieth year old who had already dealt with several subjects specializing in supportive and healing magic.

She is also a sorcerer of the same type. However, there is only a B rank, and not just magic, but also the arm of the staff for protection.

"Nice to meet you..."

"Yes, sir. Are you friends with those girls over there? It's tiny. Hey......

Has the training school lost its quality to include those kids?

Kachan

"Something's going to wipe you out on your first crusade mission. Should I fail you..."

Bump!

"Well, I'll let you attack first, whatever you want..."

"Ugh! Don't bark, you fucking milk!

"Huh..."

The time in the arena stopped.

The arena was designed to calculate the echoes of the sound so that the audience could enjoy more intensity, and the conversations between the fighters could reach the audience well, if they were whispering or loud, anyway.

As a result, I didn't hear any whining like half the first Olga solitaire, but Pauline's roar arrived. Adequately.

"Oh, my God, that kid!

A sudden curse at a big senior b-rank hunter, which also poked at a physical flaw, an outrageous insult.

That, in front of the heavy towns of the country, the key figures of the hunter guilds of the nations, and the large audience, is loud.

We become famous for the name of our party.

But in a completely different direction than what I wanted.

Lena held her head and Mavis was pale.

"Ugh, lactating, lactating..."

And behind it, the miles were plain damaged.

"What, that rookie!

"I don't have to be polite!

Once in the quiet audience, the stirring began to spread.

"Ma, that kid was pretty, so I guess there was a good reason.

Maybe you made fun of us because you're not the kind of kid who'd be pretty if you were insulted.

It's just a matter of results to show if you're qualified to be ridiculed and just say it back. "

Once in a hurry, Lena recovered quickly. Is that because you are diagrammatically fat or because you believe in your people......

"You insulted my dear companion! I'll make you regret it!

"HI, Lactation...... fucking milk........................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

Olga was shaking.

Slightly longer and slender, Olga is quite a beauty and has been pretty hot so far, adding that she is B-rank. I haven't been able to catch a good man for it, and I've been eating quite a bit of age, but I'm still single. I was wondering myself.

Olga moved, feeling as if she had been stuck for a reason.

"Lactation..., Lactation..."

"Burn, my heart! Turn your anger into a burning flame and create a flame in front of my eyes! Fire, VOOVO ~ RUH!!

Olga, who appeared before Pauline, looked at a bulging mass of flame about a meter in size and was shuddering, regained her mind.

"Fireball? It's big, but it's just not focused and diffuse. As a supportive magician, even one attack magic can be used with a high score, but not with such instability and powerlessness..."

"Go. Yeah!

An unstable fireball that can't even keep its shape busy heads for Olga. Olga that prevents that at leisure.

"Get out, Magic Barrier, and guard the fireball!

The fireball unleashed by Pauline hit the barrier tensioned by Olga and spread over the barrier because it had very little power to pierce the barrier.

The flames block Olga's vision, but the damage is zero.

"With this kind of attack magic, what!

Olga gives a distressed voice to the severe pain that suddenly ran to her left flank.

When I glanced at the painful flank, there was a staff protruding on the connecting eye area of the leather armor.

And immediately pulled back, the tip of the staff approaching again.

"This ooh!

Ignoring the fierce pain in his flank, he paid for the impending staff with his full strength, waved his own staff and slapped him on the other's body, then kicked him in the other's abdomen with his right leg like that.

"Ha-ha-ha..."

Upon Olga's hasty confirmation, the flank appeared that the pain had no effect on the bones or guts of the severe ones. I don't know how much they targeted near the connecting eye, but the leather armor seems to have done its part to the full.

The person who kicked him was falling a little farther away, and the staff who slapped him with all their might had adequate response. Probably a broken bone.

You may get mad at me later for overdoing it to my student opponent, but I couldn't have eaten another blow for saying something long. It is force majeure.

"Pain Removal, Damage Recovery, High Heels!

The healing magic began to relieve the pain a little, and Pauline was already up when a sighed Olga looked at her opponent.

But his face is distorted by pain, and his left arm is bent in an unnatural direction.

"It's sloppy. Do you want to go back to shaking it out with one magic, even though you said you were finally put in a blow with your thoughts in an ambush operation that I just thought about? Really, it's sloppy and convenient, healing magic...

It's very sloppy and convenient. "

With that said, let's do it, Pauline.

"Pain paralysis, skeletal restoration, fixation, joining! Muscle tissue regeneration, vascular repair, and neurological regeneration. Mega heels!

"Hey, what the hell!

"Let me use it too..."

Olga and the audience lost their words to Pauline, who turns around their left arm, which should have been completely broken.

"Oh, such an idiot..."

Recovery magic and elementary healing magic can be used to some extent, and if you have sufficient magic power and some ability to protect yourself, you are fully welcome as a C-rank healing magician.

Use attack magic to make a powerful blow with your staff and healing magic for that ridiculous effect!

Olga had asked her master before. Have a powerful healing magic presence that surpasses the best healing magic you can use: High Heels.

That's a distant height that you can't reach yet, that you can heal a fracture or even a thousand severed limbs in an instant...

That's what makes a little girl like that?

"Impossible..."

Ignoring the grunting Olga, Pauline began chanting the spell again.

"Burn, my heart! Turn your anger into a scorching flame, come out, fire!

"Hey, what? That weakly controlled fireball again?

Such a dazzling ambush, if the story was cracked, would you eat it twice!

Along with the healing magic shown earlier, Olga yelled, feeling like she had been ridiculed.

"What, fireball? What are you talking about?

That was a firewall. The next one is the fireball. "

"Huh..."

Pauline continued to chant, regardless of Olga.

"Shrink!"

"Liar! That incomplete one isn't the only one with attack magic..."

Contracted, Olga screams when she sees the flames that have become two complete flamebullets.

"You think I needed special training to master that degree of offensive magic?

Come on, give the Hammer of Wrath to those who insult my friend. Go. Yeah!

Hi-dong!

While Olga couldn't react to anything, two flamebullets plundered both of Olga's armpits and flew away backwards, plunging into the stone wall.

Olga sits back with a flashing face, heh.

"That's it!

Pauline turns around and walks away to signal the end of the game shouted out loud.

"" "" Whoa, whoa!

In a great cheer boiling from the audience, Pauline responded with her right hand gently raised.

"Oh, that's what you said about" awesome newbie "! No, it's a big deal!

Actually, to be honest, I didn't really believe your story. Think I'm just exaggerating on my budget cravings. No, I'm sorry! I apologize. "

Elbert looks relieved by the treasurer's honest apology and praise.

Next to it, Count Christopher, committed to the establishment of the training school, smiles happily.

"No, it's really a big deal. In addition to the awesome healing magic, even that plot and attack magic! He would definitely like to invite you as a court magician. Training School as Talent Excavation, Wasn't It Waste...... That's the biggest delicacy of the quarter."

To the king who said so, Elbert looked subtle.

"Hmm? What's wrong?

Answer the King's question, Elbert, with a seemingly complicated face.

"Um, well, that's what she used to say..."

"Oh, what were you saying?

"Ha, that's it, 'fu, I'm the weakest of the Four Heavenly Kings!' and…"

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