Legend

Finished lunch after a three-year S-class class, lunch break ended, and afternoon class.

Originally Ray had no class in the afternoon, but the figure was inside the gym with Grink.

At the end of such Ray's gaze, students from Class B for three years are mocking adventurers against each other.

However, I couldn't say that its strength was higher than that of the students in the three-year S class.

(Well, it's S-class that has gathered the elite, naturally)

One of the adventurers comes up and talks to Ray, who whines inside.

"Oh, you're deep red. I'm listening. I can't believe you wanted to take a tour of this class."

Ray is slightly surprised by the words of a man in his late teens or so, older than Ray.

Because it was a normal attitude, even though I knew my alias Deep Red.

There are many other adventurers out there, but most of them avoid getting involved with Ray when he tells the untouched god he's not sneaking around.

"So, what do you say, look at the class"

"Right, first of all I was surprised at the large number of adventurers. If I'm in class S-class, I'm dealing with the whole class alone. Compared to that..."

Stop the words once and take another glance inside the gym.

There, simulated warfare was taking place in various combinations: adventurers fighting students on a one-on-one basis, adventurers fighting students on a multi-to-many basis, and other winds on a one-to-many, multi-to-one basis.

"It's fresh that simulated warfare of all kinds is taking place at the same time."

"Uh, sort of. But it's not just about the students, it's about our situation."

"Yeah?"

When Ray turns his gaze without knowing what the man's words mean, the man opens his mouth with a bitter smile.

"Anyway, if you're a famous adventurer with an alias like you, in our case, we want money and we're taking this request."

"... oh"

With that short explanation, Ray is convinced that so many adventurers are teaching mock warfare.

(I mean, does it also make sense to save as many adventurers as you can who couldn't save money over the winter? So if you're a student, you can have a mock fight all the time without waiting time or anything.)

Continuing a mock fight without a break would be pretty hard for the students as well. But purely as an efficiency of training, it also seemed like a not bad option.

(Though you would need a moderate break because I think just keeping your body moving the most will make you more vulnerable to injury)

Think so while watching a few students in the corner of the gym, kneeling on the floor and exhaling roughly.

"Anyway, that's why there's a mock fight going on.... So, anyway about the class, what are you doing here after all?

"Well, I don't know what to say, but there's going to be a little rubbing. I'm not sure I can handle it inside the cadet school, but it could be. I thought I'd keep my voice down because I might get caught up in it."

The words give an unpleasant look to the surrounding adventurers who were hearing voices, including the man's adventurers who had been talking to Ray before.

Naturally. Because no one wants to get into people's trouble.

Still, what I don't complain about is that the alias Deep Red has become famous for a variety of things.

As for himself, I'm somewhat dissatisfied, but rumors are spreading that Ray relentlessly smashes someone he doesn't like.

I guess the adventurers who made that rumor real think that if they complain about Ray here, they might get a terrible look.

In the meantime, the man's adventurer who was talking to Ray eventually opens his mouth.

"Uh... I mean, we're gonna get caught up in all your rubbing, right?

"Maybe, but..."

"I thought you said you were talking about possibilities, which means you're almost certain you're coming out?

Ray nods back at the man who comes to his gaze with the meaning of confirmation.

"Right. Maybe... no, I'm sure, maybe... that's for sure. Of course, there may be times when there's actually nothing."

"Hmm...... well, this one's gonna get involved, so why don't you do me a little favor?

"... money?

If it moves for some money or so, as for Ray, it's a wish or a fulfillment.

I asked with that in mind, the man shakes his head beside him in silence.

Its gaze is directed at adventurers and students who are doing mock warfare.

What does a man want to say? That didn't even have to be asked again.

"You like it a lot."

"Really? If you can do a mock fight with an adventurer with an alias and no danger to his life, you can pay Ning Ro for it, right? See?"

He was a man who asks other adventurers who were nearby, but the person who was asked also gives a concurring opinion, which seemed slightly bewildered, but he nods back silently.

"So what do you say? If you don't mind, why don't you run a mock fight with us? If we had a mock fight with Deep Red, we could be proud of our people."

"Yes, yes. I guess I agree with the mock fight, too. I never thought I could mock fight an adventurer with an alias. I'm sure if you find out about this, those guys who kicked this request, they're gonna regret it?

That's what another adventurer man who was nearby tells him, and fewer adventurers agree with it.

As the saying goes, it was very fascinating for the adventurers to have a mock fight with Ray.

If it's normal, it's natural because that's not how you can do a mock fight with an adventurer with an alias.

Also, are you really a mighty man with an alias when you see Ray inside? There are also a few people who think that

The number of people who have turned such an insult or suspicious gaze is small, but that's why it stood out.

It's not so uncommon to be able to turn this hand's gaze on you, Ray. Turn your gaze toward Grink, not paying particular attention.

Grink gets a little lost but eventually nods at that gaze asking if I could do a mock fight.

Sometimes I knew that students outside of class S in three and four years had an opinion that I wanted to see how powerful an adventurer with an alias was, and most importantly, Grink wanted to see Ray do a mock fight with the adventurer, not the student.

"Okay. Because Mr. Ray's mock fight will be a study just to watch. Do you mind?

Grink was ahead with his gaze on the instructor overseeing a three-year Class B mock fight.

Neither can the instructor defy the temptation to see the battle of Ray, an alias, and in fact sneers with a grin at the thought that the simulated battle will surely be for the students.

"Oh, I don't mind. I can see what Ray's capable of."

As such, Ray will have a mock battle with the adventurer, although he has been flushed into some success.

Of course I can't use Death Size, Ray's original weapon, any more than it is a mock fight.

What I have in my hand is a spear that I've used more than once in a mock fight here for a while.

And what the man is holding is Claymore.

"... hey. Given the weight of that weapon, doesn't it make sense that there's no blade on it for mock warfare?

"Ha, if you're going to say that, your weapon is the same. It may weigh lighter than this Claymore, but it's a mock spear with an alias on it, isn't it? Not very much, but normally, I wouldn't take it."

The words that came out of the man's mouth nodded the adventurers who had gathered around to visit the simulated battle.

I guess Ray's appearance is still the problem with the students having a slightly more confused look on their faces.

"Hey, are you sure you're okay? I'm talking about that Ray guy with an alias..."

"Um, maybe. 'Cause all the adventurers have a serious look. Look, that guy or something."

"Oh, it's true. I'm usually not serious..."

"And if you say deep red, you're talking about what could be a second rank s in the kingdom of Mireana, right? If you have that kind of strength, I'm sure you'll be fine."

The gaze of the students was directed at the female adventurer of the Beast of the Fox.

That appearance of busy moving the ears growing from the top of his head is a strong interest in what kind of battle Ray will fight.

From the eyes of the students, the person named Ray didn't seem very strong.

He's small, and he doesn't have enough muscle to see it.

That's what it even seemed like to lose unilaterally if you fought an adventurer like the one you're now facing.

... Most of the students are related to students in the three-year S class, and Ray has been told that they can call it a look-alike scam.

Those who had heard such stories had been convinced by the word appearance fraud when they saw Ray with a spear for mock warfare.

The students are the only ones who think that way, and I realize that the man of adventurers across the street from Ray and the other adventurers watching that battle around are not Ray very much but not what he looks like.

Especially strong thinking would still be the guy across the street from Ray.

Even for mock warfare, I had a very heavy feeling about the claymore of my specialty weapon I was used to using from time to time.

No, I don't suppose it's actually that heavy, but this is how your physical and mental strength is draining rapidly just because you're facing Ray.

Even though Ray hasn't put out anything like killing or fighting, he's just spearing and facing each other.

"What's up? This is a mock fight, right? Even if we're facing each other like this, we don't start talking. If you're not coming, let's go this way.

I wouldn't even be able to say provocation...... but words that encourage you to invite me.

The man who hears that decides that if he doesn't get out here, he just loses without being able to do anything, and moves forward all at once.

"Whoa, whoa!

Inspiring himself, the man goes with Claymore in his hand as he roars to push and kill the fright that is in him, shrinking the distance from Ray.

A blow that takes advantage of the height difference with Ray and simply waves down Claymore with a full force.

Having seen it, Ray decides it's a good opportunity to try the counter moves he's been practicing lately and kicks the floor with his spear in his hand.

That speed was probably a totally unexpected substitute for the man who was swinging down Claymore.

If you notice, Ray's appearance is already in your nostalgia, on the contrary, passing directly beside yourself to the back...... the moment Ray's movement stops, the spear tip is stretched and poked from behind your right, not on your left, where Ray ran through if you notice.

If the tip of the spear was a real spear, not a mock war object, if Ray cared at all about it, he would have been chopped off the carotid artery immediately.

Not to mention, if it's the death size Ray has, if you move it as it is with a blade hanging on your neck, your neck will fly.

"... here we go. If they do this completely, I'll have to surrender honestly. I realized that Deep Red was not only a rumor, but also a real strength."

"You suspected?

The man continues his words with the spear coming off his face to inner relief to Ray's words, which he said were out-of-heart.

"That's right. I'm sorry to say this, but it's weirder to be able to recognize someone with an alias when they look at you."

"... the rank s adventurer in this country like that?

The man breathes unexpectedly in the words of Ray, who was whined small.

Yes, this rank s adventurer in the kingdom of Mireana, the celestial bow saldart, can be said to be the opposite of the kind of person you would normally think of as a rank s adventurer.

(Well, in my case, the first Rank S adventurer I met was noise, so maybe that's extra what I think)

Maybe in the kingdom of Mireana you think of an elf of a light character like Saldart when it comes to rank s adventurers.

I thought so for a moment, Ray, but I shook my head sideways when I said that the man who said so was out of his mind.

"I understand that he's strong, and it's only for women, but it's a good thing to take care of him. Respected or not, you could say they are."

"Yeah? I was talking about Saldart being based in Wang Du, but does he come here well too?

"Oh? You didn't know? Looks like he's friends with the school director here. I come to see you sometimes."

"If you say so..."

Ray's brain is being exchanged too much in the dean's office.

It is true that he did look familiar, and that he wouldn't be able to imitate that if he wasn't somewhat familiar in the first place, he would easily ask for his own escort.

"Oh, are we done talking!? Next up with me...... mock battle with me please!

That's what a woman adventurer tells Ray as if she was waiting for her story to end with a man.

No, it's not just women. A large number of other adventurers, as well as even students, had turned their gaze to expecting a mock battle with Ray.

It's probably because I saw a series of moves and understood that Ray has just the strength he deserves to have an alias.

What do we do? And Ray, who gazed at Grink, but what he returned there was the act of shaking his neck sideways in such a way as there was nothing he could do.

In the end, Ray sighed and was going to hang out in a mock fight until class was over.