I Said Make My Abilities Average!

Glenn, leader of Miles and the 'Mithrill Roar', confronts each other in the middle of the arena.

"What the hell, you guys..."

"Uh, is that us? I'm just a graduate of Hunter Training School, right? I'm off track..."

"If you were off track, would you be 'just a graduate'!!

Taking a very natural penetration, Miles smiled happily.

Nothing sadder than getting bogged down.

"Magic Swordsman, 'Ordinary Girl Miles', I'm going!

"Oh, my God. It is!

"Oh, no, if you name it yourself, maybe you'll settle in one of these days, I thought. Nice, normal..."

"It's not that way! No, I want to go in there too...

What's that magic swordsman? You're either a magician or a swordsman!

"You can see that if you fight."

"Well, so is that... Okay, here we go!

And then the battle began.

Cancer, ginger!

Kiki Kiki Kiki Kiki!

After a few strong meetings, a series of highway strikes began.

I can no longer hear the hitting noise connected.

The sword trident continues at such high speeds that it is invisible to the audience, and a cry of support is raised from the audience surrounded by surprise and excitement.

"Something, it's getting fun. Can I make it a little faster?

"Oh, my God, it's cancer! Fine, try it!

"Yes!"

but but but there is!

Welcome!

Glenn seems to have been considerably more or less accommodating, and even at higher speeds, the reciprocal meeting continues. Glenn's face began to distort, but it wasn't for pain or discomfort.

Perhaps this is what the ancient familiars of Glenn would have said.

"That's a rare laugh. You're in such a good mood '...

"Haha."

"Fu..."

"Hahahahahaha!

"Ha-ha-ha!

"Shh... The leader is laughing..."

In the waiting area of "Mithrill's Roar," there was a leak of surprise.

"What the hell, are you..."

"... the final showdown of ghosts and angels?

What a prince it was who answered the treasurer's grunt.

"Can you see the sword muscle?

"No......"

It was Elbert who answered the king.

And the hands of former S-rank hunter, Count Christopher, known as the hero, were puffy and trembling.

I don't have a stroke. His hand, which is in the shape of a sword, is shaking.

"... Elbert, can't you?

"You've decided not to, Count!

... He wanted to fight himself.

The general audience, which had shouted for backup until earlier, was quiet.

I don't have time to scream or talk.

Because if we have such time, we must engrave this battle into our brains.

Perhaps you will let them speak and listen again and again in the next life, all of this battle.

Bakin!

"" Ah... "

I couldn't stand the two gladiators, and finally the sword of the mile broke. It's cheap for mock warfare, so I can't help it.

But the two of them were still short.

"Do you want to change your sword? You can use your own."

Glenn told me that, but I'm not even going to use that mysterious sword.

"No, it's okay"

With that said, Miles gently pinched the part of the broken remaining blade with his left thumb and index finger and let his finger slide straight up to 'the part where the blade was'. That, generated after the finger ran, sword body of light.

"Secret moves," Ray Sword "heh!

"What the fuck? Aah!

"Right, 'Swordsman with Magic Sword', so, 'Magic Swordsman'!

"Oh, no, you can use magic normally, too, right?

Hiccup, don't!

"... stay, well, go on!

"Ha!"

Glenn decided that there was no such thing as a magic bullet that was unleashed without chanting and just waving lightly.

The audience has not heard the two conversations, so it has not been noticed that the magic unleashed by Miles was unchanging.

Once again, the fierce sword trident continues, and miles can be done all you want, such as fast travel and buck rolling.

Though never fully physically capable, Miles without the talent of sword moves, with limiters around the strongest of mankind, was just the right opponent with Glenn.

Fun! Funny!

Miles, forgetting me on track, finally returned to me when Glenn was about to be the limit and the pace was falling.

(No! I did it. Ah!!

I had originally intended to, but I wasn't planning on doing this so far. Things have limits.

The pale mile asked Glenn in a whisper.

"Excuse me, I have a little situation, let me lose! Oh, please don't hurt!

"......... ok"

Glenn has also had various experiences as a hunter for decades. I immediately guessed that there seemed to be some kind of situation with Miles, and that he was a little on track to make it go away. It seems that one end of the cause I did is mine, and I enjoyed it fully, so I don't mind asking and doing that much.

"Whoa!"

"Wow, they did it. Ahh!"

There's nothing we can do about radishes.

It was a good combination.

Everyone in the audience was stunned at the so terrible end of the famous battle because of it, but in time favorable interpretations such as' I guess there are some circumstances' and 'I guess I gave up the win in honor of senior hunters' began to spread, and the eight hundred men found out were put through.

And in the middle of the arena, the turn of the mile was not yet over.

"Just because you beat me, don't worry about it! Compared to that one, such as the Four Heavenly Kings, Hiroko is the same! Master Bail, please take my vengeance!

"" Yeah?

Stunning screams rose from Glenn and Bayle, who were in the waiting area, to the words of Miles who were abruptly shouted.

"Oh, hey, you..."

"There's a situation! I have a situation!

"Oh well...

What are you, a pigsty! You're an enemy to me!

I have no choice but to match the mileage of desperation, Glenn.

"Oh, strangely enough, the leader..."

Pompous, desperate to indulge in laughter and the 'Mithrill Roar' of confusion.

And Bail comes out of the waiting area with a disgusting face.

"What is it, the last, that monkey play..."

"No, there must be something going on. Missed him.

So, that's it, Elbert. "

The king who forgives the treasurer and asks Elbert that.

"Array and the three people in front of it, one set together, right"

"Right..."

"Miles! What the fuck, man! There's a complete victory!

"No, if you do that, you'll be too conspicuous to start as a C-rank hunter! Besides, it would be bad if their reputation was scratched!

"As, well, maybe that too..."

She remembered what she had done earlier and felt a little guilty. Lena toned down. That magician seemed to be whining somewhat with the bumps still squatting in the waiting area over there.

In the arena, Glenn and Bayle were confronted as the audience watched quietly.

After those words, Glenn has no choice but to fight in a row. Just as Miles thought.

"You're one of them..."

"Chi, no! Please don't go with that one!

"Sorry, sorry......"

Glenn apologizes to Bayle for looking sincerely sorry for his desperate denial.

If you're a regular graduate, you have absolutely no problem with exhausted and worn out conditions right now.

"Well, shall we begin? Hit me!

"Ha!"

Cancer, cancer, cancer, cancer, cancer!

"Behold... you deceived me!

"I'm not fooling you!

Though not extending to miles, Bail's streak of speeds comparable to Mavis was technically far above the mile, and was pretty tough on Glenn, who was satisfied with his battle with the mile and loosened his temper after exhaustion in the snare.

And the blow that was unleashed there.

"Air bullets!

"Become!"

Single-process wind magic with all of the image in one word.

The impact of compressed air, which was released slightly from the bottom, also due to the height difference, left Glenn's body floating and disoriented, tired and slow to react.

Bayle's sword was unleashed on Glenn, who couldn't stomp on his feet and couldn't help himself, but that's not how much Glenn gets hit no matter how much he's disfigured. But...

"Magic Blade!

Chin, a sword body cut off with the sound fell to the ground, and a simulated battle sword slammed into Glenn's torso, shortly after the sword was cut, the magic was lifted to become just a blade-drawn sword.

"Grr!"

"Until then!

"Mithrill's Roar" leader, A-rank hunter Glenn, was the defeat of hate.

Glenn, who lost, was pretty flat. Because I knew exactly why I lost, and I'm confident I won't repeat the same mistake.

It was the victorious Bail who was flattered.

"Or did you win...? To a B-rank hunter?

"Hey Cora, if you're wrong about winning on merit or something, you're gonna die soon, you know what I mean?

"Ah, yes, of course it is...... Still, hey, the..."

"Ah, I know, it is. Well, for once, winning is winning. Honestly happy for today, keep your mind tight from tomorrow.

And our party rank is B, but I'm A-rank, remember!

"Yes! Thank you!

In the applause of all the cracks, Bail walks back and forth to the waiting area with his right hand and right foot out at the same time.

(Ooh, as planned!

Finally, an operation to make Bail work and diminish the impressions of the miles before it.

The name of Bayle, who named Big Venus to beat the leader of the top B-rank party, The Roar of Mithrills, spread instantly, and the others will be buried beneath it. Even if it's done a little, it shouldn't be a lot of talk before the big news that a graduation tested student broke Glenn the 'Mithrill Roar'.

"Hey, Miles! Hey, come on!"

Miles, who was giggling at the plan that worked, was surprised by Glenn's call from the center of the arena.

"Hey, what's up?