Legend

Only two people stand inside the gym, Ray and Grink.

Everyone else is sitting or falling down on the floor regardless of gender.

The sweat on that face came from the thought that we lost more unilaterally than the sweat from moving our bodies.

Rather than tired, you would be right that the reality in front of you is sitting on the floor unbelievably.

Starting with the first insula to fight Ray, Ray fought all forty students and defeated all of them.

That, too, was evident when we saw the battle.

Because even if the students waved their weapons, it was rare for that attack to hit a spear that Ray had in his hand, whereas it hit Ray.

Occasionally, even if a student's swinging weapon hits a spear, it seems that the weapon is entangled in the spear and disappears from his/her own hand if he/she is aware of it.

Even then, naturally, only his weapon is missing, and Ray has a spear in his hand... and if he realizes it, he has a tip poked in front of him.

Because they can easily imitate that, four-year S classes, the highest-grade students in the highest grades are gathered, and it is only a nightmare for those who have a sense that they are the most elite of this cadet school.

Many of the students, no matter how many times they waved their weapons and played the spear tip in front of them, were severely shocked by the fact that the tip was being poked at them again in the next moment.

Because I had no idea how a spear could do such an imitation.

There were many who were confident in their strength.

But many have realized that such confidence is only within the cadet school, and that if we step out of the cadet school, it will never be as good as we thought it would be.

"That's just great, Mr. Ray. I didn't expect to show this many fights to my opponents. Honestly, I didn't think it was going to happen."

To the polite words of praise coming out of Grink's mouth, what Ray returned was to shake his neck sideways.

"It's not as good as they say. There are still a lot of strong guys in the world. You're still not strong enough to deal with a guy like that.... well, more than that."

Once he stops talking to Grink, Ray's gaze is directed at the students who are sitting on the floor and groaning.

What can be directed at such students is a dazed gaze somewhere.

"You guys really thought you could beat me? No, well, I don't have a ceto, and I don't have a death size for my specialty weapon, so it's not strange to think so... but this still makes me a Rank B Adventurer, huh? You can't struggle with one of those kids around here."

To the words out of Ray's mouth, all the students who were hearing it bite their teeth.

That does not change those who were falling, or those who were sitting on the floor.

As if it was normal for snow to accumulate that came down, it's like a natural dish to say that you win.

Repentance dwelt in my heart, and some of them even had feelings close to hatred for Ray.

Seeing those students, Ray is heartily impressed.

(Heh. Isn't there one guy who's only been hit unilaterally and has a broken heart? All I'm saying is that the difference in emotion you're holding, and still nobody falls off here is the elite here)

Sometimes you don't like to lose. Or something like pride or many others. By those emotions, all forty were on the spot without their own minds succumbing.

(This could make you pretty strong. This request was close to what it meant to be just a leisure break, but maybe it would be quite interesting to try it this way)

Ray grins at the students who tell him with their gaze that even if they lose in battle, only their minds will never lose.

As far as he was concerned, he thought of it as an interesting grin on the students, but for the students to whom that grin was directed, it was a grin to be described as a fierce grin.

Could we have done something wrong? A smile that makes you think that for a moment.

That the sentiment was not incorrect proved at the next moment.

"All right, Hing rode. It was a one-on-one battle with everyone that I just did, and next time I changed my mind a little bit..."

What's the next word out of Ray's mouth?

In the midst of such thoughts among the students, Ray, whose gaze is pointed at him, grins and tells him this.

"Me and all of you. A pair of forties."

For a moment, the students barely understood what Ray had said until Grink.

First Ray said something that would make it stink, but I guess he didn't really think he'd do it.

Of those, the first thing that naturally returned to me was the instructor's grink.

"Are you serious, Mr. Ray? Needless to say, if the number of opponents reaches forty, the troubles will increase dramatically."

"No problem. I hope you think it's like a preview, because I'm going to be doing a mock fight, not just one-on-one, but also a multitude versus a multitude, a multitude versus a multitude."

"... ok. Well, Mr. Ray has dived many training grounds before. I didn't have to tell you this."

To a small head lowering grink, Ray shook his neck sideways saying he didn't care.

So when I looked back at the students from Grink, there was a four-year S class of students recovering from the earlier loss of confidence.

"Don't be ridiculous... you're gonna deal with all of us!?

"I did lose one person at a time... so you seriously think you can do something about this number of people to them?

"You're younger than me, but I've already thrown out words of pity."

"Easy, you guys. In the first place, Deep Red tells the story of taking over a large number of Bestian Imperial Armies on his own in last spring's war. I mean, you're better at fighting a lot of people than you were."

"But it is!

"Oh. You could also use a great deal of magic in a wide area outside. Besides, I don't have a rumored griffon or a sickle. I mean, deep red isn't good enough right now."

"... but you saw the fight earlier, didn't you? You've been through this, haven't you? You tasted it, didn't you? Even if it's not enough over there, it's pure lack of strength over here, right?

"Still do it! Can they lick that far and leave it there!? We... we're the best in this cadet school!

"That's right. In fact, Deep Red's strength definitely outweighs ours in the current situation. But that doesn't mean you don't win. It's deep red. Whatever it is, it doesn't change that he's one person after all. I mean, there's only one eye."

"Right! Then if you attack from behind or from a blind spot!

"Yeah. Maybe the attack over here will work enough."

Naturally what I was talking about like that sounded like Ray too.

For Ray, who has five senses sharper than a normal human being, that's not difficult.

However, while having a conversation with Grink, he is free to talk to the students without saying anything.

It's been long enough...

"Well, is it time to get ready?

Ray talks to the students with a simulated spear in his hand.

Provocative colors may be floating in that gaze, which further motivates the students.

All forty students have simulated weapons in their hands.

What's on the students' faces are animosity, confrontation, cornered expressions, struggle, self-derision, laughter… and a variety of emotions.

However, there is not a single piece of colour there to give up.

Let Ray win and admit ourselves.

Stand in front of Ray with all those thoughts in your chest.

Put the spears in your hands on the students who showed their readiness and attitude.

"Come on, let's get started. Show me your scratches. What do you do when you meet a mighty enemy that you can't help? It's going to be a knight or an adventurer. It's what you need."

……

Returning to Ray's words, silence.

But the atmosphere released by the students has nothing to do with giving up.

Confirm that, nod satisfactorily, and then Ray turns his gaze to Grink.

"Grink, please"

"Okay. Both sides, please do not inflict any fatal injuries on the target."

Although I'm saying both sides, it's Ray who's got Grink's gaze pointed at him.

Naturally, the attention now is also directed at Ray, not the students.

Students are also unhappy with it, but will not answer it because they were reminded of the difference in character in an earlier simulation.

More than that, now I managed to find a winning chance by peeking into Ray's gap at all.

"Begin"

The moment the word leaks out of Grink's mouth, the students who were there move out simultaneously.

Instead of pointlessly heading toward Ray, each moves according to a meeting held in advance.

Some put up bows and arrows to cover them in order to be straight toward the rays - objects for simulated warfare where the rays are rounded - while others head toward positions that surround the rays.

"You're in the middle of a multi-player battle."

That's what Ray said, but basically Ray's battle is rarely done in cooperation with someone.

I often work with Seto, but I wouldn't be able to work with Seto and the other adventurers created by Warcraft.

If you are a normal adventurer, you have a huge difference in strength with Ray, the adventurer is a stepping stone, and Ray has to be aware of you again.

That number is small when you become an adventurer with as much strength as you can act with Ray.

It was quite unusual for Ray to act with the other adventurers as a result.

"Most importantly, students. Still sweet though."

The student in the role takes the blow of a long sword that swings down directly from the front of him with the tip of the spear, and at the same time receives it.

Where the attack was channelled along the pattern of the spear, the long sword was entangled as it was, throwing a long sword entangled from the diagonal rear to the man who was about to wave the long sword to the right.

He pulls the spear as it is, bounces the blow of the woman's spear from behind with a stone poke, and forcefully changes the spear movement with just the movement of his wrist to roll it under the woman's feet and onto the ground.

Not only did he let it fall to the ground, but the man who was about to poke Ray's gap did not make it to step on the woman because his body rolled on the path of the man who was coming to Ray, forcing him to change the landing point... a momentary delay in action missed Ray's action.

The pattern of a spear wielded by a horizontal giraffe causes the man to be blown straight to the side and collapse to the ground as he involves the man who was ahead of him who was blown away.

"What's up? Call me more seriously!

Students' attacks on the word get more intense, but they don't hit Ray in any way.

No, on the contrary, the act of preventing attacks with spears in Ray's hands is rarely even carried out, and most attacks are avoided.

And if you loosen the hand of the attack at all, you will be blown away and unconscious by the blow of Ray's unleashed spear, and you won't have to go that far to get up because of the damage.

So while you're at it, I guess the fact that you haven't unleashed a deadly blow is a sign that Ray still has a lot of room.

"Damn, everyone attack him harder! They're totally playing!

Screaming is the first insula to have a mock fight with Ray.

I have the top strengths among the S-classes, but still only within the margins of error for Ray.

The blade of the long sword that Insula wields as she screams will naturally only end by slashing and ripping the air without touching Ray.

Wave the spear in your hand as you pass next to the insula as you try to dive through the blow of the long sword and dodge it.

The stone-piercing part hits from behind the insula and hits the right shoulder from behind, blowing straight forward.

"The rest... six people"

If you notice, only six people are already standing and remaining conscious.

I guess I saw Ray's battle in previous battles and understood the overwhelming difference in strength again. Right now, the gaze toward Ray doesn't have a gaze full of the original struggle when the simulated battle began.

Still, I can't give up, and everyone attacked me all at once showing me that it was just something that was going to be done... rolled to the ground by Ray's swinging spear as it was, unconscious, or unable to stand with bruising pain.

"Is this what it is?... You just fought a lot better than I expected. It is only said to be the most elite of this school.... but the best of the students. I think I could understand in the current battle that it is very different from the actual battle. I'm going a little tougher from tomorrow, so I can figure out exactly where I couldn't do it today and how I can fix that. Tell that to anyone who's lost their mind."

That's what I told him, and Ray's first four-year S-class class was over.

... After this, we will have the same class in another class that Ray is in charge of, the Triennial S class, to show the difference in power.