I was forced to move to an underground training area.
Because of this, the adventurers wished they had escaped, but they were convinced that the target had turned to me, and this is why they followed me to the training ground to see me and my master's mentor confront each other.
And when I got to the training ground, there was Mr. Garba and Mr. Gurgar.
The two looked surprised for a moment that their master's injury was recovering.
But he immediately turned to smile and called out to me.
"Luciel, welcome home in many ways. You've healed Brodo so well."
"Luciel, I'm back at a really good time. Let me know what you think, because there are so many new ones."
They welcomed me in unchanged.
Why does that casual word really make you feel like you're back home? I laughed and decided to slap my mouth lightly.
"Mr. Garba, Mr. Gulgar is safe and able to reach the wise. And, Mr. Gulgar, the new work should be eaten by the master."
"It's tough to just drink that stuff, but if you eat it, your consciousness will fly."
Oh, you've already drunk Object X.
I used to tell you if you could drink something fucking unsavory.
I mock my master even more as I'm about to blow out.
"But if you eat, you just eat, you get stronger, right? You're here for a real example."
"Luciel has grown stronger because he has a solid foundation and is repeating it. You just drank Object X, you got stronger. Don't joke about it."
Oh, no. I'm starting to cry a little.
"… it does work just for what you eat and drink"
"Can you mix other ingredients and eat something like that even though it hasn't even been demonstrated to have the same effect! If it's enough to eat, once. No, ten times, if that's not enough, you'd better put yourself in a hundred fights."
... That's battle craziness, different things to say.
Speaking of which, you never proved you'd be more proficient if you mixed it up in a dish.
Would it make it easier for you to drink if you cooled the honey and what you broke one-on-one?
Where the conversation derails in my head, Mr. Garba and Mr. Gulgar clog up on my master.
"Well, Brod, I know you do, but my sight, my hearing and my arm have healed. You have a mountain of work to do, don't you?
"That's right. I've seen a lot of injuries and I can't help it for five days. But if you're back to being able to do your job, do your job first and use your time effectively when it's over."
"... as my pleasure celebration today, let me fight as I please, no, just one tour"
A real battle freak was there.
So I wish I had escaped... they hadn't been able to read my master's character.
The master utters a word to the adventurer who tried to escape.
"If I run away, I'll drink more Object X."
Then the adventurers had a look of despair, as if they had been cut off from exit in a dead place.
But increasing the amount would mean that you are drinking even a little bit of Object X. To be honest, I was a little surprised.
Well, I don't know about drinking, but still, if you think I was the only adventurer you were drinking seven years ago, you finally understood the efficacy of Object X.
"Well, would a tour be over soon? I've already finished cooking."
"Sure, I'm done for lunch, so there's plenty of room."
"If I go on a tour, if I promise to go back to work."
Mr. Garba and Mr. Gulgar stabbed their masters with nails and accepted the mock battle, resulting in the adventurers losing their last fort.
"I get it. Luciel will cure you if it's about half-kill, so you can safely do everything you can, and it'll be a good training."
The adventurers showed mild fright to the master, who laughed niggardly.
It wasn't until soon after that that that the simulation began.
The first battle between the Master and the Adventurers was to take place.
There were Lionel and the others beside me, so I decided to make predictions for a mock fight.
"Hey, which one do you think will win? I think the adventurers will win if I think about it normally. But I feel like my master is going to win?
But Lionel shook his head to the side.
"If you're working out in Yenis with a lot of demons like me, that might be the case, but I don't think you can take that level in a St. Shroud's Accord with that much demons, so the adventurers will win three to seven"
"I think the whirlwind will win. I'm sure you have a memory of battle, so I feel like you're growing crazy."
"I think the whirlwind will win, too. The same goes for Mr. Lionel, given his stoic personality in becoming strong..."
I noticed there were no Nadias here.
"That, what about the Dorans and Nadias?
"Oh, they're booking today's inn with a few of the adventurers"
"Oh well. Whoa, don't start."
It seemed ready as we talked, and the master vs. the six-member party confronted us.
"Begin"
It was the adventurers who launched the attack, almost at the same time as they signaled Mr. Garba's initiation.
Four avant-gardes cut to their masters with each weapon.
The master recieved the swordsman's attack unavoidably, guiding him in the direction of his opponent, who had set him up with a short spear. He then took the attack of the Great Axe as he pulled the shield from the other side.
I've seen that fight a long time ago... no, I've been taught.
If there was a one-on-one battle, it was not attacked, and if it did, it was to minimize damage.
It was about keeping attacking until you could see the target's gap without attacking.
If you attack one person in large numbers, it seems that failure to defeat them at once creates a rush and makes mistakes in collaboration.
He said if the attack worked any further, it would create a chronic mind.
I do feel like my master is showing me that in action.
But in my mind, I learned loneliness in the movement of my master, who lurked the ringing of both the divine speed and the light steps that made me illusory when I grabbed that cloud.
The simulation continues.
Even from here I did not lose sight of the master's movements, which looked good.
That seems to be true of the adventurers who are fighting, and by collaborating and launching an attack, they stop the master completely from moving.
Another swordsman releases his thrust where he receives the great axe with his shield, but the master flees backwards as he kicks the Great Axer's knee.
But because I've done the same thing many times, I've aimed there. A dagger is thrown, plus a fireball (fireball) flies in.
There are some things that even adventurers can use magic, so no surprise, but because they release magic into so many dense places, they can see that they are quite powerful.
The master shielded the dagger, but at the same time receives the fireballs released together.
Fireballs landed on shields cause small explosions.
I didn't say it was a chance there, but it was when the avant-gardes stopped by again to pack.
I threw my shield at the adventurers, and my master accelerated to the adventurers.
The adventurers also showed their void poked faces, but immediately unleashed an attack.
As soon as I thought it was just unsavory and was ready to release my high heels with a magic team chant, I didn't hit my master at all and my weapon fell out of the hands of the four avant-garde adventurers.
Without loosening his legs, the master had just stuffed up with the rear guard magician and hunter, and Mr. Garba's voice was heard.
"That's it! Winner Brodo."
"Ooh."
The master raised his right arm with the sword to show it.
Apparently, the master, after all, was a substandard master.
"See what you did?
"... come on? Although the whirlwind just got weaker, it means the whirlwind didn't make a difference. Ha, you're rolling. Master Luciel, let's go."
When I asked Lionel, he was already more interested in the master than in the conversation.
Apparently, the battle fanatics here, too, have caught fire.
Lionel led me inside the training ground.
"What do you say, Luciel? Even though he got weaker, if only the basics were about B-rank, we could put him back until we could win."
The Master, laughing with Doya's face, seemed happy
Well, I'm honestly glad the master won, but I tell the master as I look at the adventurers.
"... let's weigh ourselves a little. If you crush B-rank by yourself, you have no place for them."
"Hmm. It's a whip of love for the idiots who say the basics are important, but want to dress up when the ranks rise. If a demon kills you, it's a loss."
"Well, I know what you're trying to say."
I smile bitterly and activate the middle heel on my master and adventurers.
"But I don't really think that's all they hated about mock warfare?
Don't say anything extra from the adventurers, I felt a gaze like they were saying that, but I couldn't help but say it already.
"Naturally. This is the real deal, you warrior."
"Hmm. I drew it three months ago, but now it's time for me to let you win, whirlwind."
"Don't be stupid. If you think it's advantageous to increase the level, let's carve it firmly into that body. Real strength."
Where the struggle arose from the eyes of the two of them, the adventurer, having finished his treatment, gives a ho relief look and heads outside the training ground with me. Along the way, I ask Mr. Garba to judge the two mock wars.
"Mr. Garba, now those two will compete, please"
"I get it. Now, both of you, we're running out of time, so let's get ready and get started."
Thus, for the first time in three months, the battle between the Master and Lionel was about to begin.