Legend

To Grosso's inquiry, Mileyne turns her gaze to Ray while thinking she was hooked on the inside.

Battleax grusso, spear craze, bow conomil.

Regardless of Kraj being a weak-minded conomile or prudent, Grusso is confident in his power.

Of course it would be imperative for adventurers to have confidence in their own power. But that confidence is only harmful if it is also disproportionate.

That tendency was strong, especially in the case of Grosso, because of its half-high fighting power.

I get a hand ache before it's far away as it is. It was this time that Mileyne, who decided so, saw the presence of Ray and came up with it.

(It's never just because of the envy that's keeping Seto all alone)

He whines inside as he tells himself, and he speaks to Ray, who is facing Grusso, who has the Battleax in place.

"What do you do with weapons?

"Hmm? Of course that..."

With that said, Mileyne hurriedly opens her mouth to Ray, who showed her the mistering that is embedded in her wrist.

"Wait. I'll get it over here. There are also weapons in the training area that have crushed the blade."

"... well, if that's okay with you, I don't mind"

Mileyne exhales in relief after succeeding in stopping Ray from trying to take the death size out of Mystering.

Given the scarcity of the existence of an item box, it would be possible to identify who Ray is simply by referring to him as an adventurer with it.

Fortunately, each of the three Grossos just came to Gilm the last 20 days ago, and they don't know Ray's face, who is also a celebrity in Gilm.

If I had been with Ceto the Griffon... or if I had Death Size, which is also synonymous with Ray, I could have understood that it would be a deep red in front of me.

"That's it, right? Let's start with Grosso. The mock fight stops there if you think you've got a fight from me, so don't deal lethal damage to the opponent. All right?

Let Ray hold the crushed sword of the blade that Ekril brings, face to face with Grosso and Mileyne mouths caution.

The majority of them are saying to Ray that the grusso who saw it is naturally not funny.

Because given what Mileyne said and did, it seemed like she was deciding she would never win this mock fight.

Those around us expand the space away from nature and Ray and Grosso where there is nothing wrong with the battle.

"Okay. Shall we begin?"

From the tone of Ray, who shrugged so much, the blood suddenly climbs on Grosso's head feeling as if he wasn't even dealing with him.

I know you understand how Grosso is doing, but Mileyne spoke the signal of initiation without looking concerned.

"Begin!"

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

Grosso shrinks his distance from Ray by shaking up the Battleax with the signal of initiation.

A massively swept up Battleax blow would certainly have a lot of power.

... but if you hit it, yes.

"Sweet"

Evade the Battle Axe blow that swung into pieces with only one small step back.

Battle Axe is swung down to the ground of the training ground passing just a few centimeters in front of you.

The power of crushing the soil being trampled on was certainly not bad as a newcomer.

"Big time's up."

The tip of a sword protruding almost without any indication is poked into Grusso's throat.

If Ray was serious about attacking him, imagine that his sword tip would have pierced his own neck lightly. Grosso stops moving.

"Huh?... that? Lost, huh?

"Even axe-based weapons are just as easy to get big as they weigh. Even if there's blood on his head, what if it gets bigger? Try to reduce the waste of more movement. … next"

Ray urges his next opponent to Mileyne, keeping Grusso squeaking in an incredible way that he easily lost, without even crossing the blade to Loch.

"No, no, you're intolerant. … Next, Kraj. Begin!"

"Okay. From what I've seen in the fight against Grosso, I see you as quite skilled, and let me be serious!

Along with signals from Mileyne, Kraj measures his time with Ray and sticks out his spear.

Ray shrugs like he admired inside as he struck down the tip of his ear with his sword, spearing so sharply that he didn't think he was a newbie.

(As for spears, newcomers are separated.... I meant noble out, and you were learning when you were at home? He also looks like he's waving a spear)

While I think of it that way, I gently clasp the tip of the spear that sticks out over and over again.

Sure, it's a rookie away skill, but I just had the speed and sharpness to say that the oliqueur thrust I fought a while ago, even with the same thrust, was incorrect compared to this.

However, for Ray today, this level of penetration can only be seen in one effort.

Play all of the poking protruding in a row with a crushed sword of blades.

If there is a blade on the sword, the tip of the ear is cut off lightly, and Kraj himself decides to bite his teeth inside.

I'm certainly not as emotional as Grosso, but I'm still going to do it as an adventurer with Kraj. It can't be funny how easily your spears get picked up.

No, Ning Lo, the fact that the spears I've been training since I was a little girl don't get through at all was a bigger shock than Grosso ever got.

"Ha!

A blow with that in mind.

But that blow was also played lightly with the crushed sword of the blade, and if you notice, for some reason Ray is right next to you. It also has the cutting-edge of the sword stuck to his neck, as did Grusso earlier.

"... I'm here"

Even with the greatest force I could put out, I was taken by the balls to such an extent that they didn't even deal with me at all.

Kraj squeaks like that in such a mood that he just seems to have to laugh at it.

"Mm-hmm. Spear handling is inside. However, it would be a vice that has been archaic for many years, but it moves along certain shapes. Even so, when dealing with people, monsters can make unexpected moves. If you look around, you'll have better spear skills to fly."

"Thank you"

Put the spear back on hand and Kraj gives a deep praise.

"Well, I was pretty confident even when it looked like this...... I didn't think this would hold me back completely either. Your name if you don't mind…"

"Yes, I waited. I waited. I'll see you later about this kid's name. You still have one more mock opponent left."

That's what Mileyne, interrupted by Kraj's words, tells Conomir as she turns her gaze toward him.

But the key conomir, to say the least, moves his gaze in an unsettling manner the moment he is gazed at by Mileine.

"Well, me too... do I have to?

"Of course not. I guess that's not why you're here today."

"But my bow, Kraj, for someone like you who didn't hit your spear..."

"Fine, get ready! Consider yourself an archer in your case, because you'll be farther away from where the simulation started than ever before."

"But..."

"Just hurry up, will you? While I'm smiling and doing this, right?

I guess I boiled my business down to Conomir's attitude. Even with a grin, Mileyne tells you something like 3 seconds before the explosion.

That also seems to be the last notice, and Conomir, who raised his pitiful voice, hurries to distance himself from Ray.

Around here, where you don't run straight away, fool. Honestly, I guess it shows Conomir's faint but serious personality.

"Are you sure you want to do this?

"Of course not. He might be in danger if he can't check his skills."

"... I get it."

Pushed off by Miraine's words, they take a distance of about 20 meters to each other.

Even in that state, Conomir's gaze was slightly misaligned without being directed at Ray.

(So far you have a weak personality and can you do it as an adventurer?

Buune, who met in Exile in the sense of being a big man, was also considerable, but still had strength of mind as well as being a big man.

Ray was going to be seriously worried about Conomir's appearance, who looked heavier and weaker than a 10-year-old girl, but still faces each other in silence without imitating it to the surface, beyond being certain that Conomir was the profession of his choice.

"Begin!"

Miraine's mouth signals a start, an arrow that flies at the same time.

There are still only newcomers and arrow speeds aren't that fast, and there's nowhere to be seen in fast fire.

He waves his sword down the arrow that flies at him and taps it off, shrinking the distance as it is...... Eventually, just approaching a distance of about 5m, Conomir lifts his hands away from the bow and raises his hands, signaling a surrender.

"Ma, I'm here!

"... right, though?

"Uh... I can't help it."

Mireine sighs with her hands on her cheeks.

Eventually he meditates his eyes to think of something, clapping his hands loudly to get his attention.

"Yes. Well, I guess I know what you guys are capable of. Gather 'em all!"

To that word, everyone, including Ray, moves to Mileyne's side.

"With that said, you don't seem to be advising Conomir alone?

Chirali, and Ray shakes his neck small to the side to Millaine, who asks looking at Conomir.

"If you're a weapon like Battleax or Spear, I can still give you some advice. But if it's a bow, it's completely out of specialty."

In the first place, in Ray's case, there is no use of a bow. Because there are magic, spear throwing, or death-size fly slashing that can be the way to attack when you have a distance.

Mileyne, who acted with Ray a few times, must have quickly convinced him too. Returns nothing in particular but a small nod without saying it back.

"It's just... if you're going to continue being an adventurer, I think you should cure that weak personality."

That's all he tells you, Mileyne nods small again and opens her teasing mouth.

"Now, you understand that looks and strengths don't match, right? So let's do it for three at the end."

"Do you still do it"

It was Ray who returned that word.

But Mileyne asks the newcomers as she flushes it.

"So, what do you say? You say it's cowardly if it takes three?

"I won't tell you. That's why they showed me the difference."

When Kraj returns the words while holding the spear, Grusso also nods silently to indicate his consent.

The last conomil, speaking, seemed lost for a few seconds or so, but eventually when I could turn my gaze to the two of them, I nodded to be flushed.

"Well, that's settled. Keep your distance from each other. Stay away from Conomir."

Hearing Ray's protest, Mileyne keeps talking.

I don't hate it as much as the words are because it's the most leisurely thing to do.

Take the sword you are using earlier and move it a little further away.

"Are you ready? Then the last mock fight...... start!

At the same time as the words of initiation, an arrow was released from the conomile towards Ray.

It was a preemptive blow, but the arrow is lightly knocked down by Ray's sword.

"Whoa, whoa!

Just wondering if Ray misses his chance to keep the arrows out, Grusso waves down the Battle Axe as he roars.

But Ray just pulled his half back to dodge the Battle Axe, trying to stick his sword to Grusso's neck as he stomped the Battle Axe slammed to the ground and couldn't move...

"Same attack over and over again!

The moment he decided something was approaching his neck, Grosso retreated back away from the Battleax pattern.

Kraj sticks out the spear as if to cover it.

"I see."

While I admire the fact that there is a lot of collaboration in the aggressive, I quickly pull the sword back and pull the spear tip straight up, at the same time kicking the ground and packing the distance from Grusso, who was falling back, and again poking the sword at the neck muscle.

Grosso was treated as dead, surprised that his body did not move at all, although it was following him with his eyes that he was approaching.

Ray strikes down with his sword, as he did earlier, while inverting his body into the spear poke protruding again from behind.

Conomir also releases arrows aimed at that gap, but all of them had been knocked down.

Doing so is the same result as when we fought earlier.

As if sewing a series of joints of continuous penetration, in such a flash a sword tip was poked at the neck of the Kraj, and also at the neck of the Conomyr, where all the arrows that had been unleashed were knocked down, and the simulated battle was over.