I Was a Sword When I Reincarnated (WN)

"Well, let's have a look at some painful eyes"

"Mmm!"

Students who harden and don't move to deal with Fran. There was a strong fear on his face and only a slight motivation.

I hear this class is about getting students used to facing the overwhelming strong so that they can escape when they have to.

If it's supposed to be, you're being forced to fight someone who doesn't have a choice but to surrender, and you feel a little sorry for him. However, if a taste of despair in this class keeps them from stopping thinking in the same situation in their later adventures, that could save their lives one day. I guess it would do them good to beat them up right here and now.

That seems to be understood by the students as well. They also know that they were shown the power of Fran, such as the lack of a winning eye in the first place. Moreover, ill intentioned, this simulation does not present any conditions for victory.

If you can get a blow in the franc, if you can stand it for 10 minutes. If you escape to a specific location. There are no such conditions. In other words, all that is left of them is a future beaten down by Fran.

Still, I was even impressed because I was thinking of paying at least one arrow before they knocked me down. Well, I can't help it.

"What do we do? Do you want to sprinkle this place extensively with stun bolts? Burst Flame, though."

I tried suggesting that we cover it up with witchcraft, but Fran seemed to have a different operation.

Keep me down, slowly approaching the students.

(Master only defends himself)

'What are you going to do?

(Hmm? Front Break)

And the moment the distance to each other approached about 30 meters, the students moved out.

From the other side of the wall made by the avant-garde students, innumerable arrows and sorcery of various kinds are unleashed simultaneously.

Attributes and the like are also fragmented, probably because they used their own good technique.

So close, the aim is cluttered. It would be about half of the total taking a direct hit track on Fran.

No, maybe I dare. He sprinkled it wide so that he couldn't escape to the point where he avoided it somewhat. Quite a thought.

It would either jump off the spot if it were normal, or prevent it with barriers, etc. But Fran took neither action.

Staring down at the barrage without stopping the slow footsteps.

It hits like this. I guess that's what the students thought. Instead of rejoicing, I found myself rather upset.

For them, this attack should have been only towing. Your word if you can stop the high adventurer at all. That should have been the idea.

I was surprised because I seemed to succeed unexpectedly.

Well, it's a mistake.

"Huh!"

Fran waved me unconsciously. And slap the arrow down. He then slashes the magic, plays it, and walks slowly through the barrage.

"Did you cut the arrow?

"Idiot! Even Instructor Inez will do that! More after that!

"I've slaughtered my magic!

"Is that the power of the Devil's Sword?

"More skill than that! If it doesn't come with the skill to capture magic accurately, it's just gonna blow itself up!

The students are making a scene, but you must have seen the approaching franc and realized it wasn't quite there. Start chanting again and students with bows start shooting arrows.

Around the distance between Fran and the students shrunk to about 15 meters, a second shot of magic was fired. Now there's a lot of wind magic and hydromagic. I guess I chose a less visible technique.

Besides, the avant-garde moves out to match that simultaneous fire.

Let's approach and attack while we're guarding against ranged attacks.

More accurately than earlier, then a ranged attack is fired in one after the other, slightly shifting the time of landing. You're not gonna let Fran fight back at the avant-garde by letting him keep playing defense?

The avant-garde students simultaneously attacked Fran shortly after he slashed away the sorcery.

Four swordsmen are slashed from all directions, and spear bearers penetrate their tips from that gap. Further behind that siege, a second line was targeting a gap in the attack.

They're all capable of attacking properly at the same time, and the aim of the attack is accurate. It must be the gift of training to fight one monster and so on in large numbers such as parties.

But now the opponent is not a warcraft, but a swordsman of great skill.

"Behold! What!

"Stupid!

"Is that a reflex?

Fran doesn't stop walking. Now, all the swords were played at the same time. Well, just because it looked that way to the students, Fran waved at me super fast and just played the swordsmen's offense.

They even had students who mistakenly thought they were prevented by reflex magic because the attack they themselves launched was bounced off when they realized it.

The same goes for spear penetration. They jump up the tip. Because they jumped the attack straight up, the swordsmen and spears were all in a banzai state, exposing a huge gap in front of Fran.

"Mm-hmm. Four for now"

"Oops!

"Gush!"

I got a waffle in my belly and I collapsed on the spot. Are the two in front still better? The two behind him are blowing up a few meters with a back kick slammed into a dovetail.

Besides, it was an attack to the point of not losing consciousness, so he was stuffy as he spit out his stomach fluids without even being able to pass out.

I didn't stun him because I worried other students about whether to make him recover and delay judgment even for a moment. And then there was the aim of planting fear by showing off his dull companions. Well, there are other purposes, but that still doesn't matter now.

As you can imagine, the footsteps of the students who were holding back as a second line are dull. In the meantime, Fran was finishing the end of the spears.

What Fran used was his magic release skills. Now Fran could fly his magic like a bullet and attack multiple enemies at the same time.

The spears who were attacked in the belly with magic bullets, albeit modest, are just as tearful and stuffy as the swordsmen.

For the students, in a matter of seconds, more than half of the avant-garde would have been defeated. The stunner stopped the students from thinking and exposed further gaps.

All avant-gardes are attacked and rendered powerless with Fran's magic release skills. In the end, it didn't take you 10 seconds after they launched the attack.

"Ugh, shoot, shoot!

"He said he kept attacking..."

"Still, we'll have to do it!

"Seriously! Don't waste your time shooting!

The students in the rear guard are also greatly confused. He who tries to shoot magic into the dark clouds. Those who worry about whether to flee or not. who try to reconstruct the operation. A lot.

In the end, Fran couldn't have stopped in a sporadic attack, and when he and I cut our distance by 10 meters, about half began to retreat to get our distance.

But I won't let you get away with it.

Fran suddenly raised his gear and packed his distance from the students at once.

Later it was the other way around. Speaking of the rear guard, I guess he has some melee minds, but he's still inferior to the students in the avant-garde. In the end, they all fell and fell down after eating their belly bread without being able to do anything.

But even with the avant-garde rear guard, there's not one student who's passed out. It's what we're after.

"... hey. If you're sleeping like this, do you want to attack me unilaterally?

"Huh?"

A question mark appears on the faces of the students who heard Fran's words. You must be desperate to think about the meaning of that word with a distressed look on your face.

And enlighten.

"Oh, get up! Everybody up! The mock fight isn't over yet!

"We will launch another attack in 10 seconds"

"Get up, get up!

"Damn!

Fran just hit everyone one shot at a time. I haven't lost much of my vitality, and I haven't lost consciousness.

I mean, the mock fight wasn't over yet.

Yeah. I feel a little sorry for you, but as Ines ordered, I think I can give you despair.

It was then that Fran fully ravaged the students who managed to get up and set up their weapons. I guess the reassuring look of the unconscious students tells the story of their feelings.

But, you know, I see what Ines means to be called a ghost instructor.

"Thanks to you guys for finishing the mock fight so quickly, we still have time to spare! Pleasure! We can play Game 2 too!

That's what I told the students who had just regained consciousness after being embraced by Deaden.

No, me and Fran didn't give a shit.