Kanna no Kanna

"Well, you don't have to worry about it. The content of the test is a simulated battle with the guild's prepared examiner or an adventurer hired on behalf of the examiner. However, it is difficult to judge the ability of the examinee, but if you can beat Mr. Kanna who has beaten me, it will be easy to pass it. "" It was quite lucky. " "I hate you if you're too humble, so I just need to remember the training I did with Agate, the other day. He didn't seem to be able to deal with magic, but swordsmanship was quite a thing. If you can handle it, it should be no problem to become E rank. ''

We exchange words while aiming for the exam hall by walking fast. I was relieved that there was no written test.

"Which weapons are all right?" "Of course, I am allowed to use the guild side simulated fighting weapons prepared by crushing the blades. Weapons may be allowed to be used as they are, but that is not at the discretion of the examiner. "" Do not explain in great detail. Is this common sense among adventurers? " "Some of the requests for rank C are" new registrant examiners. "This is a mandatory request to be promoted to rank B. But I know it. "

When we talk about that, we reach the double door. When Chloe reads the nameplate on the door, it looks like an exam hall.

It was a room that opened when I pushed it open. Is the atmosphere close to the high school in Kendo?

An adventurous man like an examiner is in the supposed place of the throne. On both sides are men and women in the form of staff with documents. Fifteen men and women gathered to face them. Age is mainly for young people. Is the mixing ratio of men and women only slightly higher than men?

The examiner sees me entering the room.

"It looks like the last recruiter has arrived. You, it's about to start, come early. The woman next door is escorted. You are waiting at the end. I guess. "" I'm okay.

Then I was encouraged to do my best, and I joined the group of new registrants. Chloe leaves his back near the wall in the room, as the examiner said.

"I want to do a new guild registration test."

The examiner looks over the prospective applicants.

"I guess you've heard from the reception staff, but the exam is a one-on-one simulated match with me. It doesn't matter if you win or lose. Here's the judge: the first thing called by name, come to the center with a test weapon there. "

Various shaped weapons were leaning against the wall on the left side of him. Should I choose from among them?

"Others are bad, but they'll be on the wall until their name is called.

The youngest boy was the first to be called. Somehow, the youth has not escaped. He chose orthodox short swords and shields from those leaning against the wall.

The examiner, on the other hand, has a two-handed sword. Bastard sword that is not a real common sense breaker of Real but that you can handle with one hand or both hands. On the left arm is a small round shield that may be called a buckler.

I stopped by the wall, like other test takers, as explained by the examiner. Anyway, head to Chloe.

The two people in the middle stand face-to-face and hold their rewards. When the examiner confirms that the examinees are ready, he nods and signals a male employee who is slightly away. Upon receipt, the staff raised his right hand directly above.

"Now we will start the E-rank registration test."

He gasped small.

"Start!"

With the sign of the beginning, the first to take action is the examinee's boy.

Swing his sword in his right hand and charge. Although it is a good start, it looks too sharp. Perhaps the effect of Agat and training for a while combined, or maybe his eyes were a little bit discerning. Well, how do you attack when you have a shield?

Sure enough, the examinee's dropped sword was paid off by the examiner's buckler without difficulty, and then the long sword he had in his right hand was swept away. There was a shield on the left side of the test taker, but it was hard to stand whether his sword had disturbed him. He was shielded by the examiner's long sword, but lost his momentum and was flashy. Then, before repositioning, the tip of the long sword was struck against the throat. There is a game.

"Don't talk. Learn from the basics and start over."

Yeah, I think so too. It is a level that I can not talk about. I want to say why I chose a shield. In that case, it would have been more effective to do a full swing with one handed sword in both hands without a shield.

The examinee was disappointed with his disappointed words and eyes, distorting his expression. I'm really young again. In the real world, I've just become a junior high school student.

He glanced calmly at the examiner, returning his borrowed weapon to his original position, and sat down against the wall and face down. I know I'm frustrated, but didn't you get any better?

The two officials in uniform are writing something in the documents at hand. The examiner who is in charge of practical skills probably has the role of objectively judging candidates.

The examiner then called the second candidate. Now a woman. The result is a spear. As before, when the examiner and the examinee stand in the center, the staff signals the start.

This time it was a fairly impressive battle compared to the first. Candidates make the best use of the long reach of the spears and shoot sharp piercings into disorder. Even if you are far away, you can hear the sound breaking through the wind. The examiner was unable to step into the woman due to the barrage of ramming, and attacked with a long sword and buckler. However, the movement to judge the spear was very calm, and the examiner's face was cool. I was able to read the development after this somehow.

Although she was a continuous piercing woman, her expression grew steeply opposite to that of a cool examiner. And suddenly, the thrusting of the stagnation stopped.

I shot that thrust in a mess. There's no time to breathe. The woman cannot bear the lack of oxygen and immediately takes a big breath. Without missing that gap, the examiner steps on the protruding spear at once and swings his sword down at the woman. Of course it is stopped. The sword from above was stopped shortly before touching her shoulder.

"It's not a bad option to go all the way to a superior opponent from the beginning. "

Hitting a smiling woman on her shoulder. Unlike the first boy, it's like pure advice. The woman who received his words nodded deeply and moved away from the center.

From that point on, the name of the student is called up. Some were clearly inadequate, like the first boys, while others were quite sticky. He tells the former that he should come back, and gives the latter advice. This seems to have led to pass / fail. There are more pass-like atmospheres. Three or four are useless.

Oh, it turns to the 15th while doing so. Next in order from me? A man as old as me?

………… The equipment is oddly arranged. Others are skin-friendly armor that will be cost effective and cheap. It is a standard for beginners of adventurers. But his equipment wore metal armor throughout his body. In addition, luxurious decorations are given in some places, giving off a special oddity. It's not, but it doesn't look like a young man trying to turn around to make it happen.

The face with a frivolous smile is somewhat in order. And there's no dandy that's as old as a land, and no fear like Agat. Refreshing like a certain stale is not enough. You can see the thinness just on the surface. He looks like a critic, probably because he looks closely at him. I'm not very happy.

"He is probably noble."

Chloe next door said Posori. When asked, they look convinced, but they also raise questions.

"Why a noble priest becomes an adventurer?" "Rarely, noble sons can be adventurers. There are many different reasons. I hate noble living. Some want to be adventurers, poor aristocrats can improve their financial difficulties, and so on.

At least, I'm not dressed as if I wanted to be in financial difficulties.

Such a handsome guy chose a one-handed sword for both hands and stood at the center of the venue. This is the first two-sword style in this world. At first glance, it looks cool, but it's quite difficult to handle it.

Like the previous test takers, the handsome man faced the examiner in the center of the hall, holding his sword in both hands.

"Don't go into the hall."

As Chloe says, it's pretty good. It seems unlikely that it looks like a two-sword style, despite its seemingly flirty appearance. How good is it?

Hmm? The guy raised his hand as a signal to start, and the twink looked at him. It is Chloe next to me, not me. He sent her a smile and turned to the examiner.

"... what was it?"

Chloe was tilting her head.

Chloe looks like a pretty girl or a beautiful girl. The style is good, and I have strong animal ear tails. Above all, big tits. Gathering the glance of the bastard at the venue. The same is true for that noble handsome guy. It's like "Kona" is hung on the line of sight, but it's not transmitted to the person at all. Unfortunately, I don't think so. Stupid! And laugh in my heart.

Speaking of the ending alone, the two-handed twinkling style was not only fake, but rather sophisticated. It seemed that he had the best ability among the students so far. However, after a short meeting, the examiner flew his left sword lightly and ended. What I don't explain in detail is that my heart wasn't wide enough to give him that much time.

But that examiner's man is really strong. He was almost out of breath, even though he was fighting with more than ten opponents. Evidence that the skills are isolated. Where his current rank is concerned. "How many ranks does that examiner have in Chloé?" "I'm undoubtedly not a C rank who wants to be promoted to B. He seems to be used to witnessing someone who is not capable Look like. Probably at rank B. "

The Examiner, who seemed to be ranked B, advised the handsome as before, but the person himself was biting so that his teeth were squeaky. Looks like pride is high. Is it so frustrating to lose? And that expression isn't just a loss, it's a wind you can't admit to losing yourself. I know because I've seen it well. It was a familiar face to me.

After the twink round, my name was finally called.

"I will do my best. If Mr. Kanna, I will pass without mistake." "Do not give pressure. But I will do my best."

In response to Chloe's words, I head to the center of the venue. And a handsome guy who is far from the center comes to this place. She forcibly suppressed the expression of anger and smiled frivolously again. It seems that I'm relatively close to my eyes, and my gaze is perfectly locked on Chloe.

Hmmm, I don't like it.

Chloe is not my girlfriend, but she has some relationship. It's nostalgic to talk about romance, but I can't imagine that that frivolous handsome guy could make Chloe happy. Even so, it was irritating in the first place that he approached Chloe.

I spoke to the spirit at the same time as the handsome guy.

(Do it)

ー ー ー ー Ess!

I heard the voice of the spirit. Moreover, it feels very lively.

According to my life, the floor in the direction of the twink's traveling is frozen to the stitch. Instantly, a trap floor with minimal friction was completed. The twink did not notice the instant trap and stepped firmly on the platform.

"What?"

By the time the handsome man heard his voice, he had already performed a stunning fall, like an entertainer stepping on a banana peel with a cont. The slipped foot rises right up, and the other foot swings as well. His body was completely above the air for an instant. Even if you don't look at it, you can see it.

Time has frozen. At least in the twink.

And.

---- Gogon!

"Nugoo !?"

It's a dull scream like a good-looking guy. The sound now is the sound of his back hitting the ground. Then, leaving the scream and sound, the handsome man stopped working. No, I'm not dead. Just fainted.

I arrived at the center of the venue without any concern, as there was inevitable air among the people in the venue who witnessed the sight. Oops, don't forget to order the spirits to hide the evidence.

"Thank you"

I bow to the examiner. On the other hand, he was standing facing the handsome guy who had a sutenkorin. The same goes for the two staff members who are a little far apart. Good-looking guy. Your story has taken the spotlight of this place. Speaking of greed, the audience wants more.

I noticed I was in the middle of the hour, and the examiner panicked at me.

"Now, we're going to test the last new registration this time."

By the way, I'm convinced that Ikemen's drinking has dropped and I'm going to concentrate on the exam in front of me.

Before the start signal, the examiner spoke.

"It looks like you don't have a weapon, but are you bare hand?" "Oh, these guys are my advantage."

I point at the back of my hand and the legs. The examiner was puzzled at my answer, but shook his head.

"... No, you're going to be an adventurer with the right to be prepared, and it's Nogure to say that."

sorry. The purpose is to kill time and earn coins. It is clear that the favorable feeling of the examiner will suddenly go down immediately if you say that it is a chuck on the lip.

However, despite the fact that they are wearing protective armor, the reach difference between fist and long sword is obvious.

In the first place, my fight is based on spiritism, and fighting is not an aid. However, I want to stop using spiritism here. Even though it is unusual just for "ice", using magic without magic will also attract attention. I want to keep it in front of the public as much as possible.

On the other hand, if it is a pure skill game, I will not talk first. Thanks to Real and Agat, his fighting skills have improved over the past, but he hasn't surpassed it. At best, you can beat a young candidate like the one who came out first. I'm sorry but I can't beat the handsome entertainer just before.

Then, as usual, measures are needed.

(It doesn't seem to react normally even if you throw a sword. There is no sand that can be grabbed, because it is indoors, there is no poison fog operation. No, my strength is probably losing)

I search for the bad patterns I have experienced in the real world, but I can't find an answer against my opponent and the situation in the field. In a normal battle, it is a fleeting technique at that point, but it is impossible to escape the test as expected. It will be overturned from the premise.

(………… There was only one super bombing technique)

I've only used the techniques that appeared in boxing manga that I read earlier, once in a battle. It was a tremendous effort and I didn't want to use it again, but there was no other way to do it.

(I don't think I can win, I don't mean anything)

The speed of the decision is one of my few things.

I hung my stomach and held my whole body with the whole spirit to the examiner.

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Examination with the final examinee starts at the signal of the staff.

The examiner held a long sword and faced Kanna.

(………… Are you ready?)

Kanna didn't move even when signaled to start. He was deeply prepared to get started, but he wasn't ready to jump from himself. Other test takers have been boldly trying to show off their skills, but apparently their coats are different. It is also worrisome to claim that armor is a good thing without swords and spears.

But Kanna wasn't just ready. His gaze is sharp, as if sharp, and his eyes tell him that he must not overlook the behavior of the examiner. I haven't talked about it yet, but it's fair to say just by eye.

(Are you aiming for the counter? Then try a little.)

Oddly, the examiner also liked a similar way of fighting. His tactics are to observe the opponent's movements, read ahead, choose a backhand and aim for a long sword blow. Rather, his reputation for being able to measure his ability is that he is often nominated as a new examiner. This is another request.

Are you a young man who uses the same tactics as you? Then I am interested in the skill. Fortunately, this is the last test taker. The test for new registration will take place at night, but only a few hours later. There is plenty of time. Let's associate as much as you like.

Two people glaring. Both do not move at all while maintaining their posture. However, everyone at the venue felt that the string of tension in the venue was gradually being drawn down.

One minute passed without any movement.

The examiner's long sword moves slightly. Along with that, Kanna's fist moves by the same amount. But he doesn't show any sway in his attitude. Apparently it seems to be nothing.

Another minute has passed.

I'll show you a chance. Of course, artificial bait for invitation. Kanna hesitates a little, but clenches her teeth and withstands. Can you bear this? It is quite quick. I was catching it instantly.

And another three minutes have passed.

Neither have shown any movement yet. But among the examiners, he was exploring every possible combat pattern, always envisioning the foremost interceptor position. On the surface, the expression is calm.

On the other hand, Kanna was sweating on the forehead of an object whose posture had not been solved. Breathing is a little, but it is getting disturbed. It's a brilliant stance, choosing the tactics later, but apparently still lacks mental training. If you wait long enough, it will collapse naturally.

On the other hand, the examiner did not bother to wait for enough or twenty minutes. Rather, he was enjoying this tension.

(Let's stick for about an hour later.)

I even thought about that in my mind.

That was when my back and my back shook.

I felt an irresistible cold. The guard was fine, but the examiner, who had some spare time, was discouraged.

(Are you going to do something?)

Kanna has no movement. However, we cannot overlook the current chill. The man raised his attention so as not to miss the behavior of Kanna.

--- Kanna moves outright.

His deep attitude collapsed abruptly. Did the tension thread break in him? He turned abruptly to "Same Side" without any foresight.

(what?)

The examining man followed his gaze, "with little thought."

He turned his face to an aristocratic young man who had not yet regained consciousness and had fallen on his back on the floor. Hey, man, smiled in his heart, saying, help someone. And that was the moment when the hearts of all were in this venue.

Yes, at this moment, with just one exception, "all attention" "gathered" to the stunned aristocrat.

--- I returned to the sound of kicking the ground.

"Hmmmm !?"

The next moment I came back to wake up from my dream, "Kanna's fist" stuck deeply in the man's abdomen

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I was super scared!

It was really painful!

Tears are coming!

I rejoiced from the bottom of my heart on the reality that my plan was successful. In particular, the last moment she was so tense that her stomach was almost twisted. Blue ○. I'm impressed with your mental strength. This strategy really comes to mind.

What was my strategy?

Zubari: Looking Away! ].

This is no more explanation.

Human beings have the habit of suddenly pursuing their eyes when someone's line of sight suddenly moves. I don't know the details. I also read it in manga and noticed. That is the case.

This time, I did that habit with extreme tension. No, it was really hard.

The name is an operation that can be explained in a single word, but the preparations for making it successful cannot be explained in a single word.

There were three bets to overcome.

We already knew that the examiner prefers the tactics that take the lead. He was the only one who had taken any action before attending a candidate who had taken the exam before me. I thought at first that I was behind the wheel to measure my skills because of the test, but the expectation stood because the way of fighting the examiner looked very natural. This was my first bet, because I wasn't sure.

He was convinced, and trying to stay ahead, he looked at this stout and chose a patience. This is the second bet. Anyway, he was focused on his whole body, prepared to always start moving, and "fake" as if he were aiming for the counter. When this was revealed, he was not a long-lasting war, but a bold swing of his own sword, and I was crushed without any help. I was disturbed by the little movement of the examiner, but I managed to cover it with an ad-lib. I just want to praise myself.

And the last bet is the success of "seeing away", the heart of this strategy. The last tweak is where the tension created by me and the examiner dominated the entire venue. I secretly used spiritism to lower the temperature inside the venue. When asked why, to physically cool the examiner's body. I wanted him to give him a little bit of strangeness, not to slow him down. I wanted to misunderstand it as the sixth chill. This sharpens his attention with a slight oversight of my movement.

There, "Look aside! ].

As a result, all the humans in the venue, including him, will be gathered in my handsome, noble, noble family. Well, it was an unintended coincidence that I gathered at that guy, but what is important is that the consciousness of the examiner completely deviates from me.

So I stepped deep into his vulnerable bosom and managed to knock his fist in his torso.

The impact sound and the recoil come back at the same time.

This is a critical blow. Tekken sticks out of the foot and pierces the examiner's torso. But the pleasure is just a blink. The examiner, who retreated slightly in the impact, shook his sword immediately afterwards.

"Wow !!!!?"

She passes over a long sword approaching from the side while screaming in a sad path. The tip of the top of the head sharpens the blade. Hey, now I have the feeling that my hair is cut off. It must be a mock sword without a blade! ?

It was a place to fold as it should be, but I panicked away from the examiner backstepping. The examining man did not follow me, but instead held the long sword. The left hand was applied to the abdomen, but holding the sword with just one right hand was an impressive thing. Damage would certainly have been done. But there was a lot of energy to make it seem like a tiny thing.

Oh, terrible. Am I dead?

I thought so seriously in the middle. But my despair was overruled by the words the examiner spoke next.

“…………, it ’s wonderful”

The examiner nods with a smile and turns his eyes at the male employee. The staff member was stunned by the situation, but raised his hand as soon as he noticed the examiner's eyes.

"That's it! The exam is over!"

--- Apparently I survived.