I Said Make My Abilities Average!

In the end, the face of The Red Vow left Mavis to leave the city. Whatever you say, everyone still seemed interested in the power and manner of teaching with the 'former court magician'.

When leaving, Miles told Mavis, 'If anything happens, call me right away!' I persistently pressed for caution, but the security of this city is not bad, and I don't see anyone hanging a little on Mavis, who is a hunter and armed with a sword. That means that if you do poorly, it will be a life-threatening, turning the Hunter Guild against the enemy.

Besides, the distance between this city and the town where the Miles are headed is two days a night, and rumors that bandits have come out have not flown, at least for the past few years.

Mavis' contract for short-term intensive training lasts five days. There is no cut for too long, and only then, because Mavis seemed sufficient to realize his current strength and the part he lacked.

And that part, you just have to work out again slowly and wear it. With miles......

The dojo owner was overjoyed.

Being a money-making guest, after a little trial and archery, he has considerable strength, and his honest sword muscle has long been a worthy student of teaching as a short-term customer who teaches only those of our dirty sword muscle.

And if you become a young, tight looking beauty, you have a great customer effect.

Besides, if those three people who traveled first went to the magic master's field, it would cost three small gold coins a few days to spend 15 minutes on three. If it works, I might be able to get six to seven small gold coins, no, maybe ten.

It wasn't impossible for the Dojo Master and his wife to be a hockey face either.

"Divine Speed Sword!

Shit, no!

"Grr!"

"Until then!

Mavis finishes his mock match with his brothers and falls back.

In this dojo, there is a clear distinction between a formal apprentice and a short-term training 'customer', the latter being called a 'student', who, after the training, has nothing to do with this dojo and cannot be named a disciple. So I called the dojo owner 'master', the formal disciples' teacher ', separate from his fellow students, who are the same students. For this reason, we do not refer to the disciples as' brothers', etc.

But somehow only Mavis became a disciple at the end of his first day of training and was allowed to call them 'brothers and sisters'.

Neither did the disciples look offended by it, and he adored me as a sister disciple.

And Mavis was thrilled with that kind of world he would experience for the first time.

(Brothers! Walk the sword path together, fellow fellows of the same gate!!

Yes, it's a situation Mavis seems to like. And......

(Young, beautiful girl! Classy, from the contents of public discourse and swordsmanship rigging, she is clearly a wealthy aristocratic lady, honest and of good character. Reverse Ball Chance!!

(Increased motivation of the disciples, increased hopefulness for short-term training! Plus, serious, hard-working, good muscle. Furthermore, even though concentration lasts only for a short time, a series of striking moves at an astonishing rate such as "Divine Speed Sword".

It's a shame you're only enrolled for a short period of time! But if you're on a journey with your people, there's no choice...

It is full of chivalry spirit, there can be no such thing as dyeing your hands in evil, and in the future, you must necessarily become a fine figure and ultimately a wife of great nobility. At least if you decide it's our apprentice and let me use it for publicity then...)

Everyone was thinking of their own accord.

But we're not bothering anyone, we're all happy, so no problem.

"Master, how strong am I in the hunter?

After the workout, Master Radimar, the dojo owner, answered Mavis' too straightforward question after a while of thinking about it, gripping his mustache.

"Uh-huh... Normally, about 20% of the C-rank hunters. I told you I learned it from my father and brother, but it's an unconventional, honest, good sword. Pretty good among hunters who are mostly homeless and wasteful," Dirty Sword Muscle ". And the sword speed is fast.

But as a woman, though she has both muscle strength and strength, she doesn't have the skeleton of a woman, and she doesn't have muscles like a female bandit. Given those negative minutes, I guess I wouldn't go as far as B-rank for overall strength, as long as it's just speed......

But while I'm using that "Divine Speed Sword," I think it's comparable enough to a B-rank hunter. It may also be possible to reward the A-rank inferior with a single arrow if you are caught off guard by successfully causing the opponent to falter.

It's a shame we can't go on for very long, but what's more, there's not a lot of one-on-one fighting going on. "

Mavis still believed that even "Divine Speed Sword," an achievement that only showcased here until "Divine Speed Sword," but just a workout, and "True and Divine Speed Sword," which he uses with his spiritual power, could be used with dignity as his own strength.... Exactly, "EX - True - Divine Speed Sword" was not meant to be used except for the taking of life in action. And it's not your own power.

"Really..."

Perhaps the magic of Lena and Pauline would be A-rank hunter-like. And to the mile......

Compared to that, I cheated on drinking Micros, finally to the power per A-rank.

I only kept it for a very short period of time, and there was a lot of damage to my body, and I asked for medication from other sources, and I finally got to that level.

When I think about it, my heart sinks into my own, so impudent.

Besides, I can only defeat the enemy in front of me one at a time against a group of magicians who can fight against a large number of people at the same time.... No, that's what it is because I'm a swordsman, and I know it well because it's a different role. But still, it was Mavis who would be imprisoned for some helplessness.

"… Master, can we not let him train the whole thing"

"What?"

A total is a simultaneous attack by all armies.

In other words, Mavis wants all his disciples here now to fight themselves at once.

The afternoon department's "customers," the short-term intensive training students, have already returned, and now it's time for regular apprentices to work out, where Mavis is specifically allowed to participate. So the brothers, who are quite powerful, twelve. Even if he was a B-rank hunter, he wasn't the one to win. There's a chance you can win if you drink Micros and go into a short-term battle, but of course, doing that doesn't make any sense to you.

"... you know what you're talking about?

"Yes."

"May I be taken as an insult to my brothers?

"It's no insult"

"You think you can win?

"No.... but it's a workout to be able to win. And to catch up with my people at all..."

…………

Shut up and think, Master, Radimar.

"... so strong?

"Yes. He's the weakest healing magician of those three, and I thought if he was about a few A-rank swordsmen, he'd kill instantly..."

"Whatever!

Behind me, the disciples I was listening to were frozen.

"Please! I want to pull my legs......, I don't want to be your luggage! To do this, we have to cross the wall! I have to cross the wall. Shh!!

Tu, and Mavis' cheeks flow, a single muscle tear.

Everyone here is a samurai.

Strike against a wall of strength, a day of anguish and boredom. The days when my friends went far ahead, painted me with remorse and envy, and I wanted to die of self-loathing for such my treasures. And the day I regretted not being able to protect what was to be protected because of my lack of power, and kept slamming my head against the wall.

There can't be anyone who doesn't have that kind of experience.

"... with three magicians, the doorman of my Ladymar Swordsmanship Dojo, no, swordsmen are ridiculed, etc., there must not be. … do as you wish. Wear it well for three small pieces of gold per day!

"Yes!"

"Work with him for you, my lovely sister disciples, for the honor of my Ladymar Swordsmanship Dojo, and for your will as swordsmen. Never get out of hand. Think of it as an insult and an act of betrayal against fellow men of the same gate!

"" "" "" Ha!!

And Mavis' special training began.

It was hell for Mavis, and also, in a way, paradise, to fulfill his wishes...