Murabito Desu Ga Nani Ka?

Welim Forest.

Also known as the Lost Forest, it's a danger zone.

During the catastrophic events of old - then the Demon King was born of the Trento tribe, and the runaway Trento tribe eroded the habitat of mankind.

At that time, the inhabited area of mankind was lost about 5% and became a forest of demons.

So the forest of Wellim is also eroded by demons… it is no longer about a place where people can live.

- Disaster.

Sometimes it refers to a phenomenon that occurs mutatively by evil gods or demon kings from among demons, or the out-of-standard demons themselves that have occurred as such.

In contrast, a catastrophic disaster... the appearance of demon kings and evil gods from within a race naturally refers to the entire race undergoing a one-generation mutation.

Regardless, individual individuals with elephant invisibility are not far from demon kings and evil gods, but still the number of violence is tremendous.

For example, goblins.

Originally, if it's a small herd, it's such a monster that just villagers can be armed with shovels and shovels and confront the whole village alone.

but... according to a former example of whether the Goblin race has become a catastrophe... that seems to have been awesome.

Just goblins became goblin kings and goblin kings became goblin emperors.

When it comes to goblins, he is a good runaway adventurer, and when it comes to goblinking, he is a good regular adventurer.

Well, not even goblinking is a strong demon... but still the number of violence is outrageous.

In the first place, it is a multitude of individuals, proud of its breeding power on a level such as the one that was kept in 1,000 units in the basement of a cave inside a dragon when it comes to goblins.

Such a goblin, all of which were bottomed up by mutations in the catastrophe...

Inevitably, the surrounding villages were swallowed up by the Goblin armies continuously without exchanging.

And... when it comes to goblin emperors, they are rare monsters that are certified as Phantom Beast species.

Even dragon tribes are such as to take unconsciousness if they are inferior individuals.

One or two of those silo things appeared for every myriad of goblin settlements everywhere, so the Knights of the Nations were already very busy.

but, well, if that were all, mankind would still have been able to deal with the goblin threat.

A goblin emperor is a species that should have originally reached the final point of arrival of the goblin species - the point of obsession of evolution.

but...... the culmination of the Goblin tribe, which was at the heart of the catastrophe.

The individual who had originally reigned in the Goblin Emperor made an evolution that should never have been possible.

Its name is Ultimate Goblin.

The power of that individual reached the realm of the Superior Evil God, and one country after another was destroyed by the great army of Goblins led by Sole.

Thus, as a result of that catastrophic disaster - about 10% of the continent's prints became outside the sphere of power of mankind and an area inhabited by demons.

In doing so, we mobilized all the brave men from East, West, North and South and all the S-rank adventurers from all over the country to finally crush them...

and... as you will notice here, the world I and Cordelia live in is a world where humanity is loosely in decline.

catastrophic disasters that are regularly visited in centuries to millennial units.

Each time, a few percent of the inhabited area has been lost, and nowadays even fifty percent of the continent does not exist where humans live.

Advances in chemical and magic technology are also declining every time a disaster occurs and the status quo is finally maintained...

and... that's a lot off the record.

I have a history of saying that our current school building at the Artena School of Magic was actually relocated hundreds of years ago from its previous location and moved to its present location.

As such, the former location was swallowed by the Devil's Forest during the Great Catastrophe… the story is that it exists in the forest of Wellim, a lost forest.

So, why are we talking about this - there was not so much completion of the entrance exam, and the classification was done with the entrance exam grades.

Lilith was admitted to the privileged class after being admitted to a big standoff with Cordelia... it was up to me to say enrollment in the lowest class.

"Because I'm a villager..." The reason I don't have a body or a lid is the official answer from the college side.

It would be more fateful if there were some fushi with the big nobleman around all kinds of hands behind him.

Well, that's good.

As far as I'm concerned, that would be a good idea if Cordelia's trends were in a position to be immediately detected.

In the meantime, now that Lilith is slipping into the preference class, this is ok.

So right now, our lowest class is gathered in the grounds of the Altena School of Magic.

The class has just over forty people, all of whom are carried backpacks for climbing.

I can also see the five strong faces sent by the Adventurers Guild a little further away.

"Teacher? I have a question for you?

I spoke to the middle-aged man who was wearing a grey robe and arm wrapped around us face to face.

Then the instructor blatantly looked at him and said:

"Hey, kid?

"Kid...? Is this about me?

"Who else is there?

"... well that sounds good... so?

"For at least a month from today… I will be staying with you. During this period… the instructor's orders are absolute"

……

That's how I laughed nicely and said this to my surroundings as well as me.

"Okay? You're rubbish scum."

Pass well, it was a dosty low voice.

Gather your gaze at the instructor at the content of that shocking word at the same time as something….

"Your entrance exams suck. I can't use more than half of you if I smash you. As a result, more than half of them have voluntarily dropped out of school in this accommodation every year."

I do hear that about the treatment of the lowest classes when explaining enrollment.

but using the word garbage scum is too much of anything.

"The College picked you up for a reason... the majority of you are from civilians. All those who have never been trained in witchcraft that was lineage. Therefore, the power at the moment is garbage scum, but some of you... may have a talented man out there."

Well...... said the instructor in a mockery.

"My job is to grab the dob. I put a monkey in the manure painted Dove River and look for a handful of raw stones... totally, I was pushed to lose something."

Wow... I think.

I can't block my mouth with too much rhetoric. And so towards me, the instructor has been walking with Zukazuka.

"Hey, kid?

"What do you want?

"Earlier, you said, 'I have a question for you?' And... you said that?

"I told you?

That's how the instructor nodded loudly, and shook up his fist.

"During the sleepover...... watch your mouth when drooling for the instructor. Correctly, 'My Lord Instructor! May I ask you a question?!?'... then!

fists rolled out to the right hook flavor.

It was a blow like a flaw, but I won't avoid it. No, I didn't avoid him.

Goddamn blunt noise echoed and mellowed straight down my right cheek.

Looking around, the air was completely frozen.

In fact, the problem, these ways of doing things may also be ants as one of the methodologies.

Assuming the previous reputation is correct, I'm talking about making this sleepover feel pretty unscrupulous.

As the instructor said earlier, I can force you to leave school voluntarily by saying that more than half of you are really here without magic talent.

If we are to accurately describe our current position, we are in a position to call it an extension of the entrance exam.

I don't know if it will be useful, so judging by educating you for a little while... well, that's the thing.

It's about sifting people who don't know if they can actually use it, so it's about making them do all sorts of training.

So, if you let such things be done normally, you can complain and complain.

- That's why I need to take the first shot... to simmer with Gatsun.

When you make a strong initial impression of the up and down relationship and make it obedient as it is. Well, that's the way this Osama was doing it.

Come on, I don't care how you do it.

This time, I've never been at a sports club since Japanese times, and Nori like that is really no thanksgiving.

That's why I didn't dare avoid this Osama blow earlier.

Anyway, for now, the first contact of His Highness the Instructor seems to have worked effectively except for me.

In evidence, many students remained solidified with a tenacious expression.

The instructor tries to keep us from understanding and pretending to be calm... but I don't miss the color of confusion in the back of his eyes.

The instructor said this to me, smiling niggardly.

"You... open your mouth"

I see, that's how you thought... and I heard a lot of people say it.

The instructor leaned his neck strangely when he made sure there was nothing in my mouth.

"What's wrong with you?

"... no... nothing"

An indescribable facial expression instructor.

Seeing him clasp his fist, I almost blew it out.

The fact that a normal person punches me in the face with force means... it's no different than punching a chunk of steel.

If it's not a fighter-lineage profession in melee combat, it's just a self-inflicted act.

Well, from what I've seen, it doesn't seem to be broken with light internal bleeding.

Total number of lowest classes 45.

We go to the Lost Forest, protected by five benign adventurers.

Our strength as combat personnel is at the bottom - well, naturally, I mean, people other than me - and if the demons attack us, there's not a single one.

Moreover, the sense of human direction and magnetic field are also insane with the magic that is so complex a terrain that it is said to be a lost forest, and yet it is carried throughout the forest.

Since azimuthal magnets are a crazy terrain, the shipwreck will be certain if you are not so accustomed to walking mountains and walking in demonic realms.

It's easy to talk about why you're aiming for an abandoned school building that's in the woods like that.

To keep the deserters out.

It's easier said than done to put it in such an environment and put it under house arrest after showing how badly it is handled.

Well, that was just before the march as a good thing - 45 people were divided into nine squads on the grounds of the School of Magic.

Essentially, we act in pairs of five people during the accommodation.

We started the march together without introducing ourselves after being aligned in a 5 by 9 line on the ground.

Anyway, I think that's what I said when I introduced myself on the road.

"Lute-McLane...... he's a villager. Say hello."

Some time after the march began, it plugged into the suburban woods.

That's where I cut myself out.

"Are you in the same squad as the villagers? I'm not following you."

That's what Arthur-Marcam said.

He's a good man with beautiful blonde hair to his shoulders, and he's three boys from poor aristocracy.

It was blatantly facetious, but still, it would be pretty good if you just responded to me shaking hands.

Next, I offered my right hand palm to a small man with thin lines with about a silver bobshort hair.

……

The little man ignored my offered palm and turned away.

"What's the matter with you?"

"... for nothing"

"Waste? What?

"You want me to explain it to everyone? Well...... that's useless in itself...... hmmm...... well good. In this case it would be quicker to explain."

"What do you mean?

For Christ's sake, the silver-haired man - Brian-Short shrugs his shoulder.

"... your vocational aptitude is villagers. Then it's definitely the side that falls off here. And I'm on my way up. You and I have no other life than this. [M] If that's the case, it's no use exchanging words. Building friendship with you will not benefit my life in the future. [M] Hence..."

"So?"

"I can't talk to you. Yes, including greetings…"

- You have a nice personality inside.

The boulder made me feel bloody... and my tosaka.

It's not a good idea to stand out too, but if you're about to hit him once, the problem won't be that much either.

Judging by that, I grabbed the chest barn.

"Vocational aptitude: At the village level, vocational aptitude: turning to me as a magician…"

"Something tells me Temeer smells the same as a childhood scumbag."

That's when there's one shadow that breaks between me and Brian.

"Um, shit! Fight! I don't think it's a good fight."

- There was a witch.

There was undoubtedly a witch in a red and white costume there.

The upper body is white, and the lower body is scarlet.

Long dark hair to the waist...... a small body less than 150 cm.

And a busty chest.

- Sane Min Chun (even Gu Sakoharu).

A girl from the Eastern family of magicians who came all the way to the end of the west to study.

Cordelia is a healthy beauty, an image of a sunflower if you compare it with flowers.

And Lilith is an unhealthy looking beauty, and the image of the moon looks good if you compare it with celestial objects.

And Sane Min Chun...... how shall she compare?

I don't know what to say, it's a cute system rather than a beauty...... hmm, what can I tell.

It looks like a small animal...... no, it's not. Munchkin...... this is different too, colorful but cute is winning.

hmmm...... loli big tits...... whoa?

That's it! Lori, big tits! Yes! If I were to analogize, this guy would look good with the description of Lori Boobs!

- 'Cause what are you thinking? I...

And, the silver-haired little man - he was grabbing Brian's chest barn. He grabbed my hand, and Mitsubishi forced me and Brian off.

"You can't do that! You can't fight!

That's how she grabbed and held my hand in with both hands.

"Mr. Lute! Fighting is... Fighting is no good!

Right now, my right hand is held in by both hands of the three branches.

And what I'm saying is inevitably, like a giant array of three branches pinching my right hand... is that I'm getting a direct attack over my witch's clothes...

"Okay! All right! Because we don't fight...... good, get away from me!

So Mitsubishi jumped with a full smile and a piompion in motion like a small animal on the spot.

... without letting go of my hand.

"Good for you! Good for you! I'm glad we didn't have a fight.

When I say jump, I mean swing, swing, swing.

That means that the Direct Attack will also jump...

"Get away from me because it's good!

"What is it?

"I'm on it. Yo!

"What?

Oh, come on, it's natural. This guy...

Then I have no choice. In this case, you won't understand until I tell you clearly.

"Chest!

"How?

"Poyong, Poyong... what are you making me say? Huh!

So finally understanding my words, the three branches turned their faces bright red like instant water boilers.

And he let go of his hand immediately, and opened his mouth and said:

"... ahoy... lu... lute... lute your... ahoy!

"No, I didn't do anything!?

With the throwaway dialogue she tried to run off the road into the woods.

but...... I haven't uttered a word about that before, the last of the squad members grabbed my shoulder and stopped.

"... you idiot?

"What? Fool? What's this all about?

A tall voice echoed in the woods,

In a grey robe.

A shortcut of watery hair peeks through the deeply worn hood.

"... it's none of my business whether you're killed by demons or drowning wild in a lost forest... But I'm in the march now. Besides, under the watchful eye of the instructor. According to the story, in this accommodation… mutual surveillance and joint responsibility between the crew members are forced. No, rather... that's why it's acting on a squad basis"

As it was, the Hood figure grabbed the shoulders of the three branches and rolled them down the road to drag them down.

"He's just... you've never spoken to him before, have you? You mean... was she a woman to see from her voice?

A silver-haired little man nodded at the words of three poor aristocrats.

"... yes, I did not reply to whoever spoke of what"

That's how the woman in the hood walks to me with chocolate chocolate.

"... it's two million years early to use color eyes on lute in the first place"

I spoke to the woman with a pale headache.

"By the way, Lilith?

"... what?

"Why are you normal? You must be in the privileged class, right?

"… selective"

"Choice?"

"… This curriculum is selective. The lowest E-class students are compulsory and accommodating, but the upper classes allow you to choose… and no one dares to choose a class like this."

"As a result, you think this accommodation will be a class in the bottom class alone?

"That sort of thing"

"So... why are you here? I should have asked you to escort Cordelia and perimeter guards and contact me, right?

Lilith lay down her eyelashes in a bad face.

"... because I did"

"Because I did?

"The smell of meth... because I did"

That's how Lilith decided to fuck sign the three branches falling to the ground.

Jesus Christ... and I sighed.

- I'm surrounded by such unfortunate faces... and I have to spend a month sleeping with them.

It took us about three hours to walk and we reached the old school building.

The exterior was haunted mansions, vampire halls, and old buildings that looked well like that.

Because I use it every year, the interior was quite neat. but there was a year's worth of dust everywhere.

And let's also say that it was inevitable that our first mission in boarding life would be to clean the corners from inside the school building and from the corners of the boarding house…

While doing so, the yang sank and it was time for dinner.

After dinner, he was allowed to start and enter the dormitory room there.

The room is for four people, on flooring floors, two bunk beds with four desks.

There were three people appreciated there.

I mean, we're forced to split rooms between crew members.

"That's what I call a crossbow..."

Arthur-Marcam, where he is three boys of poor nobility, shrugged his shoulders, for Christ's sake.

And to say, the silver-haired little man: Brian-Short doesn't even hear a word with me, as usual.

On the contrary, act like you didn't even exist.

It's not like I'm a saint prince, and if it's a sold fight, I have the ability to buy it.

In the first place, it's not worth talking to because the cause of ignorance is that I'm a villager.

I thought I'd hit him with one shot, but Lilith said the violence in the college seems to be a fair level of connivance.

Moreover, in this case, it is only a provocation based on attitude, and there is no doubt that if you actually get your hands on it, you will be punished fairly severely.

If that's the case, it's inevitable...

- I'm going to cut Brian-Short a mentch.

Brian with full through-the-spec.

And I also cut the Yankees of Showa at the same rate as they are bright blue, so much so that they are likely to kiss now... I cut them every half hour at a pace.

The other Brian is also appalling with his enemies, and he's still perfectly through against my mentch.

And, well, that's how the Cold War is breaking out indoors, so Arthur-Marcam's hard work would also be considerable.

"... or are you kids?"

With his head in his arms, Arthur pounded my shoulder.

"Besides, it's Lute. And what Brian said... I think it's the best, right?

"What do you mean?

"I don't know what to say, but I think you're on the vanishing side here, too. Whatever. Your proper occupation is a villager, isn't it? I'd rather praise you for breaking the entrance exam."

But Arthur continued.

"You must have struggled to break through the entrance exam, and there's respect, but it's the same mound that got you enrolled. Please don't pull my leg."

"I see. I knew you were that kind of guy too..."

I scratched my head with Polypoli and I grabbed the wash set I had prepared in advance.

"... well, for now, I'm gonna take a bath"

When I returned from the bathroom, the hallway of the dormitory was overflowing with people.

And there was a piece of sticky paper in front of all the doors.

And I looked at the paper, and I said I was bluffing... and the bluffing was happening.

I could see Brian and Arthur, but with them I turned my gaze toward the sticky paper without hearing their mouths.

"Ugh... Seriously, this..."

The sticker stated the following:

- 6: 00 - 7: 30

Preparatory exercise and running 10 km

- 7: 30 - 8: 30

Breakfast

- 8: 30 - 9: 00

Meeting

- 9: 00 - 10: 00

[]/muscle tread/

- 10: 00 - 12: 00

Magic Zoology

- 12: 00 - 13: 00

Lunch

- 13: 00 - 14: 00

Running 10 km

- 14: 00 - 15: 00

Autonomous muscle tre

- 15: 00 - 16: 00

Melee Combat Practice Training

- 16: 00 - 17: 00

Magic Internship

- 17: 00 - 18: 00

Running 10 km

- 18: 00 - 19: 00

Dinner

- 19: 00 - 20: 00

Instrument muscle tre

- 20: 00 - 21: 00

Running 5 km and bathing

- 21: 00 - 22: 00

Free movement

- 22 o'clock -

Bedtime

It should be noted that during the training, the 'shackles of Gorgoda' shall be worn.

In other words, physical enhancement is forbidden to use anything but pure muscle strength.

"This guy... you're hard"

My candid sentiments made me speak up unexpectedly.

Incidentally, the phrase prohibiting any use of magic points means that pure muscle strength is all that matters.

Physical enhancement is a technique that uses magic points as a catalyst for muscle tissue to apply temporary enhancement and gain explosive instantaneous force based on the magnification of the base status.

And the meaning is different between pure muscle strength and muscle strength on status.

For example, in my case, even if I get the instructor's iron fist, on the contrary, my body is so sturdy that the instructor gets damaged.

And I mean, say in modern Japan, even an anti-tank rifle won't take a decent no - it won't.

I want you to think about how unusual that is.

Discount because the concept of a status system in this world will be very long.

The point is, we are naturally enhanced by strange forces in this world, based on our status, even without the use of special procedures like physical enhancement.

And the shackles of Gorgoda...

"What's an item of curse... are we prisoners? Are you kidding me?

Arthur explained it plainly, but it's Gorgoda's shackles that work great when it comes to harboring prisoners or dealing with slaves.

It is an item of curse where we ignore enhancements due to status and say that the physical abilities that humans are inherently and truly possess as vegetarians… can be confined only to pure muscle strength.

Well, in the case of these guys, the original status is not very different from that of the average person, so it won't be that dramatic shackles......

In my case, there is a weakening of the position that is really not laughable.

If a high-level demon attacked me while I was framing such shackles, seriously, I wouldn't be in style.

- Well, I've already mastered the art of being able to remove the shackles without a second of being framed.

"... but that's really ridiculous. We're here to learn magic, aren't we? Isn't the majority of the time...... just physical training? Besides, it's not even a stat or skill enhancement required for melee combat..."

Well, certainly Brian's right.

To be fast and strong, raise the level and increase the status by hunting demons rather than building pure muscle strength.

Alternatively, it would be more efficient to train physical enhancement-related surgical formulas.

Pure muscle strength can be built... well, taka is known.

No matter how hard you work out, it's just that you can run 100 meters in about 10 seconds, which is the limit of what we call mankind.

By the way, if you're going to name a combat job in this world, even a magic job is going to have the lowest line...

In response to Brian's words, Arthur revealed his anger.

"The instructors aren't willing to train us... they definitely are! You harass me senselessly, you frustrate me... and that's how I push you to leave school voluntarily."

"... Yep. Perhaps so. It's hard to believe... but if we get here, we have to make that decision."

"Wasn't this... the place to sort out if you could or wouldn't use it as a magician... then this is just a shigoki! It's impotent!"

But I laughed and said:

"Heh... this was a surprisingly decent establishment. I mean, so far the instructor has been kind... or I didn't think he was thinking about us personally"

"Ah? What are you talking about, you?

Shaking her blonde hair to her shoulders, Arthur stares at me.

"No, I don't think I'm really bad, huh?

For Christ's sake, I shrugged my shoulder, the silver-haired little man - Brian opened his mouth.

"How to be strong...... I didn't know you even knew Theory. No way, I didn't think you were retarded. It seems pointless to be in the same squad as you."

The two of you are amazing, and I dive into the door of the room with a sigh from the bottom of my heart.

"Well no, it's time for me to go to bed... the schedule says it sounds early tomorrow... good night"

The next morning. The time is 6: 00.

Forty-five people from the bottom class were gathered in the grounds of the old school building.

I am supposed to go around the outer perimeter of the school building for about 15 minutes after a brief stretch.

"But, Mr. Lute... is that strange?

Mitsubishi, who is an international student from the East, asked me that.

By the way, I haven't spoken to Arthur and Brian since last night.

"Strange? What?

"Here."

Saying so, Mitsubishi pointed out of the school building.

"The outer peripheral wall... fifty meters away from the school building... it's a different world. Also known as the Lost Forest, it's a sea of trees where demons walk wide. But..."

"In the school building... or are you telling me that no trees or demons have broken in within 50 meters of the outer perimeter wall?

"That's right! Yeah, why not?

"At the time of the last catastrophe, it seems that the school buildings here were the final line of defense as to whether one country would be abandoned. There is an unusually powerful divine bond."

"Hmm."

Mitsubishi nods over and over in an up-and-coming manner that says it's heartfelt interesting.

"I mean, you said it in orientation, didn't you? Listen to me."

That's what I say. I gently drop Gotsun and Gen Tip on the head of the three branches.

"Ugh... it hurts..."

I wonder why. I smell the same as Lilith from this guy.

I don't know what to say, say I'm forgiven for beating you with a gen trick, or say I can't go on without beating you......

"Well, that's as good as... what about Lilith? You guys are in the same room in the girls' dorm, right?

To my inquiry, Pong and Mitsubishi slapped their hands.

And I made a look like I'd like to, and I changed my voice color and I said:

"... hypotension. Morning Practice...... Path"

Kind of similar, and I almost blew it out.

I thought it was just a small animal, but Mitsubishi seems to have some kind of stunt inside.

And that's where I noticed the discomfort.

"Pass and say... can you pass?

Yeah, and the three branches nodded.

"She's in the privileged class, right? So the privileged students have a choice of accommodation."

"Oh, that sounds like it"

"And... the privileged students are even on a selective basis for training items. If you don't choose, you can replace everything with self-study."

Dude... I was stunned.

"Seriously, that's..."

"I guess it means that the people who can do it are better stretched free. Conversely, no humans tighten up to the point..."

"Well... you have a point"

Take a gentle sigh, and I assured you.

"Well, no, I'll have him join me tomorrow."

"What do you mean? Ms Lilith is actually excellent and better to hone her magic on her own than to train her to build such unscrupulous pure muscle strength..."

"It's not bad. Life here is."

"... what is this about??

"So it's not bad. This training menu is"

Often thought, Mitsube asked:

"What makes you think that?

"If the system here can exceed the standards set by the college, the accommodation will end in a month... and if the standards are not met, the system will be extended for another month, right?

"It is. That's certainly how I heard it. So if you can't clear after six months, you can quit voluntarily... what?"

Blah blah blah... I speak to Sanbi in the foreground with.

"How many of these people here are talented enough to be royal magicians and superior adventurers?

"... I'm barely there. In the first place, people like that are in the upper classes from the beginning."

"Suppose you cleared this place safely. And even if you go on to a normal course and graduate, it's a good place to start an adventurer, right?

"... it probably is"

"And suppose it falls off here. Then, are you a worker or a fourth-class adventurer?"

……

"Clear this place, or fall off, but either way, the majority of them do the dirty work"

"So?"

"So, if you're six months growing up, your body finishes somewhat if you work out a mitch. Whether you clear it, fall off, be an adventurer, be a worker... whatever path you go... what you've worked out here won't be in vain."

"... I see"

"Besides, seeing one scale of witchcraft talent... is the main purpose here. Some have days to blossom, some months to blossom."

……

"Well then, if everyone is talented, a gutsy and magically related training may be fine from the beginning - but then to the fallen... when it's a complete waste, well that's the thing"

"... awesome... right. You, Lute."

Even with a sigh of admiration, the glossy three branches exhaled.

"I... never thought about it."

And often thought three branches tilted their little necks.

"By the way, why is Mr. Lilith with us tomorrow? People who are talented should hone their magic skills even if they are self-taught..."

"It's special. Me and Lilith."

"... special?

"Well, you'll see."

When I talk about it, I feel like I've done what I can to get stronger.

There's still room to stretch about Lilith, but at least I've done what I can with the Magic Academy facilities a long time ago.

And me and Lilith both had pure muscle strength in an area that was behind us, which inevitably meant it was convenient.

If you ask, Cordelia says she's adding muscle tresses to her routine as all the basics, and I think it's actually an act that makes a lot of sense to me, too.

So a month's brush-up period isn't really bad.

"Well... it's about time"

To see the clock provided on the exterior wall of the school building, the time is 6: 15.

"... morning running... right"

"Yeah, because if we can't get it done by 7: 30, we'll have half the crew's breakfast on joint responsibility. I don't know what Arthur or Brian will say. That said... well, it's only ten kilometers. Normal health can handle it."

In fact, seven and a half minutes when converted to a 1000 meter pace.

Even in a world where pure muscle strength is negligible, there is no way that a 16-year-old who normally runs everyday life will not be able to do this.

From what I've seen, there's no extreme obesity, and maybe everyone can clear it at their leisure.

Well, that's a lot of times a day, so fatigue would be quite a bit when it comes to running after dinner... well, it doesn't matter to some extent that it's restorative magic there.

So Mitsubishi lay down her eyelashes and a voice that seemed to disappear.

"That's the thing..."

"Hmm?"

"I... grew up in an environment where there was nothing heavier than chopsticks and a cup of tea."

I didn't know for a second what you were talking about.

So I asked back.

"... Huh?

"Of course, I've never been able to run or walk long distances."

Frequent freeze.

After a few seconds, the words of the three branches are repulsed in the brain as meaningful languages.

"... I mean?

From the bottom of my heart I felt sorry for Mitsubishi said:

"I can't believe it's ten kilometers... I'll never be able to run"

That's right. I have to surrender to this too.

Yes, an international student from the East: Mie Min-chun was - a child who was too boxed to exercise at all.

In the end, Mitsubishi gibbered up without running a kilo.

"Wow..."

Not only me, but everyone was out of line.

I can't even block the instructor's open mouth on this on the boulder.

Apparently, it was an unprecedented situation, and I forgot to be angry. It was like I was suddenly looking at the sky at my own loss for a while.

"In the meantime, all your crew... half breakfast. Consider your own treatment... with your manager. This is too..."

Leaving the word behind, the instructor disappeared into the school building in a flimsy foothold.

That's how we went back to the dormitory, took a light bath, and then moved to the big dining room.

That's joint and several liability anyway...... this is tight. Anyway, half the breakfast is skipped.

To be specific, there is no bread.

There are only two slices of dried meat and soup of dried vegetables.

I've heard sugar-limited eating words for diabetes control, but maybe this is the kind of diet you eat.

I mean, I don't have any staple foods, so I don't have enough calories purely. I sighed that I was hungry and couldn't move.

"... why don't you have any bread?

A square table with five squad members in the seat.

Lilith, who formed next to me, has asked me that in surprise.

"There was one girl who couldn't exercise. That's on a pretty arrogant level too..."

"... I see... that Kohal did it... I acknowledge"

That's all Lilith said, silently poking the dried meat into the fork and carrying it to her mouth.

"Oh? You're not complaining about Mitsubishi? Maybe we'll be halfway through the meal forever, huh? and that probability is very high"

"... nothing begins when you call for nothing... nothing. Complaining about Kohal... I can't do anything I can't. So, if... in the future, it's fastest to do something on your own as you're hungry"

Sure, Lilith's right. We have a backlash against the norm.

Thanks to all sorts of magic and secrets, our survival technology is quite a thing.

Normal students can't go into a lost forest because it's dangerous, but it's not a dangerous area at all for us.

Inevitably, we can do as much as we want, hunting, collecting.

but... and I looked at Arthur and Brian.

I've been silent for a long time now, but if you look at my expression and attitude, you can see that I'm accumulating anger on a considerable level.

And there the three branches were deflowered.

"Um... the... Mr. Arthur?

"... what?

Three boys of poor aristocracy, uppercut to Arthur with blonde hair to his shoulders, Sanbi opened his mouth with regret.

"My dried meat...... do you want one?

"I don't need it."

"No, but I can't... I can't apologize."

So the three branches let the fork poke the dried meat, and tried to take it to Arthur's plate.

And, at that time, the sleeves of the three branches of witch clothes caught on a plate of vegetable soup and the contents were smashed into the table.

Worse still, a good amount of juice fell off the table and was smashed into Arthur's lap.

Ugh... and I covered my eyes with both hands on the spot.

"Aww... Aww..."

That's how Mitsubishi takes the cloth towel on the table.

"Oh... oh... I'm sorry. I'm sorry. What the hell!

And when he reached into Arthur's lap, his hand was grabbed by Arthur himself, and he was stopped.

"You're lucky... my father has taught me not to hit women since they were kids"

Then Arthur grabbed the chest of the three branches and glanced at them.

"Conversely, if you're not taught... you're just beating me up... this... guzzy bitch!

Words were received, and the three branches were completely consolidated.

And I said this in tears with a voiceless voice.

"... uhhh..."

That's how Mitsubishi held her mouth by the palm and ran away somewhere - to see if it was a toilet from the direction.

Were you nauseated because of tears or sudden shock?

And I send my gaze around.

Lilith and Brian continue their breakfast silently.

And Arthur wipes his knees with a rag towel in frustration.

"... this guy's not good"

That's why I shrugged my shoulder.

After breakfast, we were gathered at the gym.

Originally, half an hour after breakfast is time for a meeting, but they're very different today on their first day.

And I'm talking about saying that half an hour will be spent explaining the equipment in the gym.

The point is that the gymnasium ceilings are unusually high.

Perhaps even magic combat practices are envisaged, including aerial warfare, which is about 30 meters high.

And it was a rope about five centimeters straight, suspended from the ceiling, that was collecting our gaze all together.

Interesting stares at us, the instructor asks us this by distorting his nigga.

"How to use this rope... with my shoes off and barefoot, I climb up with only the power of my hands and feet. The guy who broke through this is only as good as I've ever counted. Yeah, well, I'm glad to hear it, too. - Any challengers?

Sin and the gym quietly returned.

It is a well-known fact that if you step on the doji, the rice will be halved by joint responsibility.

There is no reason to raise your hand without warning, as this is after Mie Min-chun in our squad has already done so on the first run.

"Lord Instructor? May I ask you a question?

Oh and the nodding instructor said.

"Allow questions. Arthur-Marcam students?

"I assume it's quite difficult from what the instructor said earlier. Indeed... if I succeed... will I be rewarded for anything?

Hmm, and the instructor puts his hand on his chin.

"Let's add points during the completion exam"

So they all stood colored.

"Teacher! I want to try too"

"Lord Instructor! Give me a try, too!

Instructors took control of the people who verbally expressed their participation as if they had cut the weir.

"But if you can't climb up to a third... on the contrary, it's a diminution. That's a lot too..."

At the same time as that word, the students' voltage drops rapidly.

but so Arthur started walking and advanced to the front of the instructor.

"Dear Teacher... May I try?

"Well... you, great confidence, huh?

"Three boys of poor nobility... no magic talent, no swordsmanship talent, no money, no wisdom, no creation and nothing... that's me"

"... Hmm?

"But... that's why I do everything I need to do to be strong - including building pure muscle strength..."

With that said, Arthur began to walk towards the rope.

Take off your shoes and go barefoot.

"May I begin now?

"Oh, you can start."

That's how Arthur grabbed the rope and started climbing.

Grab the rope with both hands, with both legs, this pinches the rope again. There will be tricks on how to climb, but this is a completely short-range muscle strength one-shot battle.

If you can say so, you can also call it an anomalous suspension.

Immediately after the start, the blurring ran to the audience.

That would be true, because with tremendous momentum Arthur climbed the rope and cleared ten meters, the reduction avoidance line that the instructor was saying in a matter of seconds.

"It's amazing! Arthur, you're amazing! Come on!"

That's what Mitsubishi shouted with a full smile.

You must have just been grabbed by him. Why are you normally there for me...

The suspicion that it might be an asshole child intensifies, but aside from that, I send my gaze to Lilith.

Then Lilith still seemed to think the same thing as me and shook her head left and right.

Thus, Arthur's speed slowed once and for all when he reached half, fifteen meters, within thirty meters.

You can tell by doing the hanging thing, but a few times it's called swiss without bitterness.

And something called muscle fatigue strikes me suddenly without touching it forward.

If it's suspended, I think 'That's tight...' and then it turns into 'This is no good' in one go.

From there, it is the one about the last time, even if it is resisted with guts. So, even Teco won't move my arms after that.

I mean, Arthur said... it's over.

So the instructor said to Arthur:

"Even if I look like this, I used to be a C-rank adventurer. I'll make you a cushion with the wind magic...... come fall in peace"

When it comes to C-rank adventurers in fact, it's quite a bit.

For example, it was a B-rank adventurer that I used to bust - the king's brother, the great nobleman, was able to follow his escort.

It's easy to understand, it's a country guild with dots. When it comes to C-rank, it can be the strongest class.

And Arthur, who reached his limit, fell.

He was gently wrapped in a membrane of air made by the instructor, and woke up his torso and said this with a sudden look of self-loss.

"Idiot...... I... I should have worked out with a scattered irritation..."

To Arthur like that, the instructor said.

"Arthur-Marcam students? Actually, I think you're a big deal, huh? The guy who went this far on the first day since I got the lowest class accommodation... you're the first."

But the instructor shook his head left and right.

"Pure muscle strength has far more to do with talent than witchcraft. If you work out, anyone can reach a fair standard."

And I kept laughing with my nose like this.

"There were people in all kinds of situations, but only to the extent that I could count those who cleared this. However, there are those who were able to clear it - that is... purely that there was not enough effort. You know who you are? Frog in the well, you?

Arthur sneers.

"... gu... uhh..."

Now... one of your instructors looked around and said this out loud.

"The farce ends here -"

And that's where I speak to the instructor.

"Is that good? Instructor?"

"What? Lute-McLane students? After that, you be really good with your words. You want to be beaten up like the first day?

Well, you're the one who hurts if you hit him.

And aside from that, I asked the instructor:

"- Can I join you?

"Hmm... you didn't see Arthur-Marcam students earlier?

"I was watching. But I really want to clear this and get paid by the instructor."

"Reward? You too...... you want a score?

"No, I want you to eat... normally."

"Rice?"

Fit...... and the instructor tilted his neck.

So I pointed to the three branches and said:

"This guy is probably... definitely something in his upcoming training...... he's dodgy. If I clear it, can you do anything about the punitive game without food in the future?

"Hmm. I don't know what it is... do what you want. No one's been able to do this since day one."

And I clapped my hands with bread and proceeded to walk toward the rope.

They have theories about the causes of muscle fatigue.

Lactic acid develops and accumulates as a result of intense exercise. As a result, it's famous to talk about lactic acid making it worse and muscles less moving.

Recent studies have theorized that intense exercise produces changes in the concentration of calcium and potassium ions in the body.

As a result of intense exercise, abnormalities occur in the ions of the neurotransmitter system.

As a result, there are stories of nerve electrical signaling falling into dysfunction and problems with muscle contraction.

... Anyway.

If you keep giving a load close to the limit, the human muscles will be foolish to say - this is a fact that everyone can feel.

Humans are born and raised, and old and die.

At the same level as that, it is a pre-ordained dish and there is nothing we can do about it.

Earlier on, Arthur was caught in muscle fatigue at fifteen meters on a 30-meter journey, and at the point of seventeen meters in the worry of falling.

I'm a normal person, too, if my stats don't strengthen my physical abilities.

I'm not entirely sure I can do it... well, for now, if I don't do it here, Mitsubishi will be put in an even worse position.

Besides, I wonder what my muscle strength is at the moment.

Indeed, I focused only on efficiency as a means of becoming stronger. As a result, pure muscle strength is difficult to fall behind.

But I'm only saying it's hard, and I would have done the basic exercises of arm lifting and abs a little bit if I had said that I was doing it about one hassle to the extent that I'm sorry.

So... Arthur said.

"Three boys of poor nobility... no magic talent, no swordsmanship talent, no money, no wisdom, no creation and nothing... that's me. But... that's why I do everything I need to do to be strong - including building pure muscle strength... '

That's how he sank at the point of 17 meters.

Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah. I'm confident

After the dragon zombie in the dragon - I threw up blood reflexes, I shed blood tears, I shed blood shomben.

In that sense, I don't think I'm, in a way, living apart.

Arthur also, perhaps seriously, worked to strengthen himself.

And the deadly difference between me and Arthur, that's the difference between having tutorial experience and a huge amount of knowledge about training.

There it is, so it's pathetic to compare me to Arthur in the first place... but still, I care.

Arthur's statement that all you need to do is work out, including pure muscle strength, and, to my mind... the muscle strength training I was doing with one effort.

Normally, I still care about the difference in feeling between people and me.

- Beat both cheeks with bread and palms.

And grab the rope, make sure you feel it.

It feels pleasant with no gobbly colour.

Keep going I jump up, grab the rope, and hold the rope in with both legs.

Upper torso - mainly the force of the broad spine and the force of the lower torso to the degree of sorry climb up to the support.

This is, the point is, a continuum of loads close to the limit.

It's not an exercise of a nature to think about in a long street, it's a short-term showdown of a point breakthrough.

Forget to even breathe, climb half-oxygen-free, up, up all at once.

And so a twitch arose from under his eyes.

When you look at it, you can see the vermilion line showing twenty meters in the rope.

And that's where I felt uncomfortable with my two arms and back.

- This is not good.

In the case of this hand load workout, at the same time as you feel tired, your arm stops moving at the next moment.

Therefore, I will increase the pace even further before the body speaks its limits.

My acceleration makes me run further under my eyes.

Currently, a point of 25 meters.

If I climb five meters left, I'll be on mission clearance... but that's where my arm stopped moving.

- Ya bei...

I can't move my arm.

On the contrary, the pimples, arms and broad spine begin and end to cramp into small pieces.

but...... so I heard Sane and Lilith talking from below.

"... Kohal?

"What is it?

"... fatigue builds up, muscles fail to perform as early as they should... that's the current state in which the lute is placed"

"And then, after all, like Arthur just now... you're going to fall?

"... there's no reason for that. My counterpart... Lute-McClane has... we have a way out of here"

"The other person......? Well, as good as that sounds, what do you mean?

"Whether it's sealed status, forbidden to use magic, forbidden to strengthen physical abilities... Lute has an array"

"... what the hell is that?

And there I roared with my temper.

"Oshaaaaaaaa!!!!!"

Can't you move your arm?

Wide spine cramps?

So what's up? I'm the strongest villager in the world!

- Skill: Indomitable activated!

Lactic acid is the numb!

Potassium and calcium ion concentrations are numbered!

Muscle fatigue for me right now - it's like a fall breeze!

And so, I accelerate even more.

... but if you're not too impotent, you're in a serious situation because you're fleshy, so you only get impotent once.

Increase altitude with great momentum. Thus, at the same time as the touch to the ceiling, he shouted:

"Teacher - I left the cushion to you! Because I'm falling like this!

Incidentally, Gorgoda's shackled restraint on status was forcibly lifted at my will the moment I touched the ceiling.

What makes you sad is that you have to dive from an altitude of 30 meters with a physical strength that is very much the same as modern Japanese.

Besides, it was the instructor who took it downstairs, and there was nothing very unreliable about it.

Well, Lilith would be taking care of it and expanding the formula to kill multiple falling speeds.

Fluffy, and the wind barrier that the instructor built there envelops me.

and land at the same time.

The ambient stiffness reaches my ears.

"Damn it..."

"... Seriously... Kaya..."

"The guy who cleared this said he only had enough to count... and the guys after building pure muscle strength here that he only had enough to count on it... on his first day..."

With those words on my back, I opened my mouth like this to the instructor.

"My squad members... regarding joint responsibility for the Doji of the Three Branches... please exempt me in the future"

Often thought, the instructor nodded.

"Well...... right. If you ketch your reward here, it'll be all about morale...... I'll admit it"

Yeah, and where I nodded - Arthur approached me.

"How come you, the villager... have gone through hell of a workout to get past me...?

That's how I smiled bitterly.

"Unfortunately...... it looks like my way of working out wasn't normal after all. The instructor said that, right? I don't know how much hell you're talking about, but... it's a lack of effort."

He often thought of something, and Arthur broke his expression blatantly.

And I turned to the instructor and said:

"Lord Instructor!? In this afternoon's melee training, you can use the shackles of Gorgoda... you just didn't say that, did you?

The instructor also agreed to the inquiry.

"Oh, that just makes no sense for combat training."

Laughing niggardly, Arthur turns a mocking grin at me.

"... combat training in pairs... will you pair up with me? Lute-McClane?

"Why?"

Hung, laughing with his nose, Arthur said:

"Muscular idiot villager... it's unpleasant when you feel like you beat noble me"

I see.

Basically, I don't want to stand out, and I don't like weak bullies.

But, well... don't you even have to worry about the guy who says he wants to be ashamed of himself?

"... I don't have a choice. Admitted it."

So Arthur said with heartfelt pleasure.

"I might hurt you, but you're not complaining, are you?

I responded without saying a word, shrugging my shoulders like I was stunned instead.

That's the line over here, you idiot...... and.

Three branches of screaming echoed in the noon dining room.

"There's no way the villagers can win!

……

"They're noble children, even if they rot, aren't they? I've been working out since I was a kid... there's no way the villagers can win. Shh!

……

"There's no way I can win. Shh! Reckless! We should quit the mock fight now. What the hell!

"... villagers, villagers, villagers, villagers... so what's up?

"So it's impotent for the villagers to fight. Shh!

"... shut the fuck up, you meth pig"

I put an immediate scratch on the word directed at Sangi, whoa.

"Why are you so pretty... Lilith..."

"Where's my daughter-in-law who won't be angry at me for insulting her husband?

"... sir?

Thin and thin... I'm aware of the fact that you're carrying a bomb.

But if we make that clear in black and white right now in this place, it's going to be irrevocable.

Come on, when I was thinking about what to do, the silver-haired little man - Brian opened his mouth.

"But you're an idiot too."

Me, Lilith and Mitsubishi face each other.

That's how I ask Brian to be afraid.

"You... didn't you talk to me?

So Brian winked with his thumbs up.

"You can have fun with someone else's misfortune this time, can't you? At this point in time... there is no such detail."

I see.

Die, you son of a bitch... that seems to be the point.

"So? What do you want? Brian?"

To my inquiry, Brian began to rap.

"He's three boys from a poor aristocracy"

"I know."

"And his father... until his predecessors, he was the Knight Commander of a certain kingdom"

"... ho"

"Well, it looks like a man called Oak Killer drove me down. From there his father repeatedly lost his legs… and to the poor aristocrats of today"

Yeah, and there I was convinced.

Oak-Killer... my master of swordsmanship, Mr. Bernard?

I miss you so much.

Next time, I have to go show my face. I stopped scattering, but did you stop drinking once?

In the meantime, there must have been a stock of Senjiu. Well, can I drink it overnight? Worst of all, can you handle the damage to the liver with the elixir split of the Senjitsu......

And Brian keeps being good at it when I think about it.

"He has been trained specializing in swordsmanship and physical enhancement since childhood"

"... for once, my muscle pulled him out, didn't it?

"Because in your case I'm a villager... I guess I was building pure muscle strength like an idiot with the erasure that I couldn't afford to stretch my stats and skills and I couldn't help it?

Anyway, Brian slapped his hand.

"He is of aristocratic lineage. I'm a born fighter, and I've been raised that way - there's no reason I can beat a villager"

And after lunch, we finish our ten kilometer run.

Later, at 14: 00 - it was time for melee training.

Me and Arthur paired up with me at the gym.

Our interactions in the morning are known to everyone in this room.

According to the prior explanation, it is to be divided into more than twenty pairs and to do everything possible with the instructor's signal to disturb the melee.

Normally, we add and subtract to avoid injury, but in our case, we come to the scene with a knoll that is half as close to a private fight or a duel, saying we won't complain about each other getting hurt.

That's why everyone, including the instructors, is inevitably paying attention to every move we make.

And Arthur put up a mock sword face to face with me and laughed good at it.

"Hey, villager? You know what?

"What?

"As long as you... say the word."

Ha... sighed, and I set up a mock sword again, too.

"By the way... you know what, too?

"What? Villagers?

"Reckless... say the word"

Arthur with the look on his face.

Perhaps, as Arthur, I'm a lion and I'm a raven or gazelle running to the meadows.

But the perception is a mistake.

- If you're a lion... I'm a super monster who escapes barefoot too King Gidora in monster movies.

and so the faculty's ringing voice echoed into the gym.

"Begin!

At the same time as the words...

- Ston

Arthur collapsed on the spot with a light blow.

Speaking of what I did, in an instant, I went around behind Arthur's back and punched him in the neck with a simulated sword.

In Arthur's skull his brain was shaken, and in an instant his vision was drooling - and he said he flew straight to the land of his dreams.

Well, that's the thing.

There is silence in the gym.

And a resounding twitch, and a twitch.

So Brian, who was nearby, ran under me and screamed like half a scream.

"... what the...? A D-rank adventurer called a veteran adventurer... no, to a boulder, but at our age... still called a one-person adventure... the E-rank adventurer... otherwise, Arthur can do it unilaterally so far... it doesn't fit the crush"

And Brian asked me this with his skin pale.

"Are you... like shouldering an E-ranked adventurer... are you saying you have the strength?

"... E-rank... whoa... whoa... I guess so"

I honestly had trouble reacting to Brian's words.

Seeing - Lilith is desperately laughing.

By the way, she is welcomed into the privileged student class by the College as a C + class adventurer equivalent.

Intermediate magic out-of-consciousness hitting was appreciated...

I think it was really good without letting them show off their advanced magic and dragon clan secrets.

If that had been the case, I would have agreed that it would have been quite a hassle.

By the way, Cordelia's rating is on the level of a B-rank adventurer.

From my point of view, Cordelia has reached the mid to upper A-rank when controlling magic runoff.

Now, Evil Dragon Amanta will also be able to crusade alone and sparingly.

Well, let's just say that.

So, the instructor rushed under me, and called in spitting.

"You... what did you do? What have you done!?

"I disabled my opponent so he wouldn't get hurt. That's it, huh?

"No, you... Arthur-Marcam students have the strength to run out and be adventurers, right? I'll kick it unresponsive… I need strength to be a D-rank adventurer…"

I see.

The instructor seems to have determined that the current move is equivalent to the proximity position of a D-rank adventurer.

"So I disabled the opponent so he wouldn't get hurt. That's it, huh?

"... who the hell are you? Why are people like you here?

"Me? The results of the entrance exam put me in the bottom class... a villager, right?

And so I shrugged my shoulders and went on like this.

"... well, I'll be right out of here on my next completion exam. Until then... thank you very much for your guidance on muscle tresses"

The next morning I woke up with melancholy.

Looks like my allekore shocked me a lot yesterday.

Once again, Brian decided not to do much against me - not to ignore the mockery, but to seem to have turned into a silence of awe.

And Arthur came to me with an indescribable look on his face every time he looked at me and just kept his head down as if to say hello silently.

I want you to imagine.

Me, Arthur and Brian are in the same room.

Besides, he's the same age, he lives in a dorm.

To put it further, it is a joint life of a training institution that feels tight. And when it comes to rooms, it's a place where you spend less free time.

It's supposed to be a place where we all eat soothing and rationing sweetness, or say the name of the girl we like, or something like that...... and have some catchy woof time.

But we don't have a conversation.

When I wake up and look around, it seems Arthur, who was up before me, puts his head down with the bed sitting down.

And this was still happening before me again. When Brian looks at my face, he makes an expression saying he doesn't know how to do it.

That's how Brian snuck straight into bed wearing a futon.

... This is awkward.

I took a deep sigh, and I looked up at the ceiling.

So, we'll be silently on the ground in time for our 6: 00 a.m. run.

Originally, it's time for a preparatory movement and 10 kilometers of running - our Teacher's Hall has set up an outrageous act of impotence.

"... change the menu today"

Rucksacks for climbing arranged on the ground.

And the escort adventurers lined up near the rucksack.

"Today's menu is a 100-kilometer walk in the lost forest. Naturally, let everyone put on the shackles of Gorgoda and challenge them with pure muscle strength only. And the climbing backpack has five kilometers of water. The sandbag is fifteen kilometers."

And... and breathed in and the instructor continued.

"Those who could not...... will be expelled voluntarily"

Well, I nodded.

Recently, the instructor said to Sanbi, who had slapped his ability to exercise in an unprecedented negative sense, 'consult and discuss with the top'.

Perhaps the result of that consultation is a sudden change of menu.

I mean, he just squeezed three branches of exercise inches and shot them.

And then we're forced to distribute the rucksack, and we're forced to carry it.

"Are you all right... Sanbi?

"... it's okay... can you see?

Basically, three branches are small.

And the rucksack weighs 20 kg.

It still feels like it's breaking my center of gravity and I look anxiously.

"But, well, I have no choice... I just have to work hard"

"... well, just go where you can be on your own"

That's how our 100-kilometer walk began.

Should I call it an indication or a natural event? Thus, in the first two kilometers, the pace of walking of the three branches began to disturb.

And at the start of the five kilometers, the three branches went into the spot.

"Kohal-Saegsa students? If you quit here, you quit voluntarily. - Is that good?

I answered the instructor's question on his behalf.

"I'll take care of the three branches. Everyone please go ahead. After judging the situation… I will answer you about the retiring of the three branches. Just give me ten minutes."

Taking my word for it, the instructor signals the escort adventurer.

Then two adventurers walked up close to us. Because there are usually demons in the Lost Forest, it would be called surveillance and escort.

"Three branches? What's going on? Are you sure this is the limit already?

The sat up three branches take off their shoes and check the soles of their feet.

And I said this to me in tears.

"The blood beans... are ready."

I walk over to the three branches and put my hands on the rucksack she carries.

"Lend it to me. I'll take it."

"But, Lute, it's hard for you."

"The very existence of you is hard for me. Lend it to me."

Shut up often, and Mitsubishi laughed shyly, but happily.

"... Mr. Lute. Thank you."

"Blood beans. Can you show me?

……

"I can handle the initial healing magic. Well, it's easy."

You understood my words, Mitsubishi sighed.

"I... really... have been a bad kid for a long time... I'm sorry"

I ask those three branches who seem to be sincerely sorry, while applying healing magic.

"Three branches, by the way?

"What is it?

"How could you be in such a bottom-of-the-line class... A-rank adventurer level like you... Brave Men of the North: There are monsters in the same realm as Cordelia?

The word is received, and the three branches are stiffened for a while.

And - I had a cramped grin.

That's how Sanbi looks up at the sky like he gave up.

I ask her to look at the sky far away.

"Witches of the East...... tribe of three branches. Sacrifice from the time of the gods and covenant with the gods in far ancient times... did you acquire special skills in blood genetics?

"It's a matter that hasn't been taken seriously in the country. You can open a channel to the spiritual world, demon... possess special skills in spouting... that's the Witch of the Three Branches."

"Mouth is certain... to turn the soul of a dead man to the real world to turn his own flesh into a subordinate. And you're gonna tell me if you're a survivor or something?

"That's right. The main task of Mitsubishi Shrine is to help discuss the division of heritage... Sometimes they hunt for the murderer."

Perhaps realistically speaking, Itaco's technology is being exercised.

So Mitsui made a strange look and asked me this.

"Why do you think I'm a monster in the same realm as Mr. Cordelia, the brave man of the North? Our clan is just a whisperer..."

"Your relatives are Itako... I guess they only have oral skills, but you're not, are you? The center of the Sane shrine is deep in the mountains and should be designated as a special area where contact with the outside world is restricted until a post is deliberately set up. How could that be?

……

"You must have been admitted here as just an octopus."

"... yes... what"

"Those with the skills of fate stay hidden...... what is it?

……

"War Witch (Isamiko). The art of mouth-watering has turned and access to the spiritual world, including the divine world. And the tribe of the three branches descend upon itself a God who has made a covenant far in ancient times, exercising immense power in the earthly realm under the will of God..."

The eyes of the three branches open wide.

"I can understand what you know, Lute, if it's just a mouthful of talk. But why...? Of the earth at the end of the west, and here... there are people who know exactly who the three branches are?

"List of rare blood families in the world" in the library of the Dragon King.

This is one book I came across when I was looking for ways to get stronger, where the names of the three branches were ranked among the fairly top rare skill holders.

Well, about that... shouldn't I tell you?

By the way, converting it to the rank of Adventurer Guild would probably call it an A-rank Adventurer with God descending.

This means that management is critical at the national level, and that it is a tactical weapon that allows local war situations to be flipped alone during wartime.

I mean, modestly, it's definitely a monster.

"And blood genetics. As a representative of the entire bloodline, the firstborn of the three branches can wholesale themselves to God. Well, if the whole clan can wholesale themselves to God, that would be the only tonne of demonstrable ability that seems seriously possible to conquer the world. Only one person can use it. It's a good system."

So Mitsubishi tilted his little neck, fitting in.

"... but how did you know I was... my firstborn?

Ha, and I laughed and I pounded the shoulder of the three branches.

"I'm here... and all the time this guy is just a bunch of hiyokos below the New American Adventurer. If only one of them had a mix of great monsters, I wouldn't know."

…………

Mitsubishi became silent with a straight face. And I frowned in the way I said I wasn't convinced.

"What's going on?

"I'm not stupid, either, am I? Lute, I know you have tremendous power."

……

"But I don't see the bottom of that power. I have no idea what it's all about. I've never seen anything like this before... and if I'm the Great Monster, Lute... who are you?

"... just a villager."

So the three branches blew out.

"What world have villagers like that in?"

I'm in the world here. Well, okay.

"So, here's the point. Why are you here?

Hmmm...... and Mitsubishi did his hand to his chin, lifting his eyebrows tightly and making a serious look.

"In conclusion,"

……

"Why am I in the bottom class of magic school? The answer is simple."

"... simple?

"Actually, I'm a good spot for miscellaneous fish right now. So this is as strong as it gets."

"What do you mean?

"There are currently only a few tribes of three branches on this earth, as far as I know."

I tilt my neck.

"Sure your settlement... I mean, inside? Well, no. Anyway, wasn't the inside formed in the back of the mountain around the Shrine of Mitsubishi, and all the people inside were made up of relatives or related parties?

Cochri and Sanbi nodded.

"... the inside is doomed."

"When did you perish?

"In the first place, right? Why is the tribe of the three branches pulling into the back of the mountain? Do you know where it is?

"Eastern Disaster Individuals...... Was it Yamatano Orochi?

"... you really know everything"

Mitsubishi laughed as if she was frightened.

It's just not as bright or silly as usual. It's not like that, it's oddly glossy with worrying colors.

Mitsubishi is also a woman... and breathes only for a moment.

And so I went on like this after the forethought with 'no...'

"I don't know anything."

I tried to keep doing what I knew... but I quit because Mitsubishi would never get through to this story.

And, jokes aside, the story of the inner perishing is not mild.

"... so?

"A strange dragon with eight heads that once swallowed many villages… it was sealed near the inside of three branches."

"The point is, your role is a disaster... you mean a protector dedicated to Yatano Orochi?

"Yes, your ancestors gave you that mission from God, and we are, for generations, under the protection of their occasional emperor (Mikado), under the surveillance of Orochi and the Sealed God"

"So, the seal on that Yamatano Orochi was unsealed, you guys engaged, and... the inside was doomed?

Full and three branches shook their necks left and right.

"It is true that Orochi's seal is weakened and that his resurrection is a second reading. But... after all, Orochi didn't make it back."

……

"No... the last regular observation is that the scheduled time for the resurrection is... hundreds of years later than planned... do you think they knocked you down behind them, and that... something impossible happened?"

"So what destroyed you guys inside?

"... a bunch of ghosts attacked the inside. Do you think it makes sense to say" orga "in these?

"Ghosts? There are people in there who would be entrusted with guardians of disaster...? How could they destroy us?

Speaking of Auga, it's certainly never a miscellaneous fish.

If you're a runaway adventurer, it's the norm to escape the moment you see them, and it's normal for adventurers with some experience to hunt individuals at parties.

Nevertheless, if it is a Knights of a Nation class, the Orga herd is a crusade expedition expert, and a regular, local-level army and police mechanism can deal with it adequately.

Rather, it is a delightful substitute if you are a local lord if an auga occurs in large numbers, which would be a good pretext for an increase in annual contributions.

Sanbi nodded deeply as if he had read my thoughts.

"Evolutionary form of ghosts... I'm a ghost general"

I think it's about organic.

In terms of Adventurer Rank, with C-rank strength, it would be about whether veteran adventurers can finally form a detachment party to crusade......

Perhaps it's a level demon of whether you can finally do something one-on-one with the instructors here.

"No, that's why. Even if it's an organic... you must have A-rank prowess. I can't read the story, can I?

He pressed silently for a while, and breathed heavily before the three branches opened their mouths.

"... a bunch of ghosts who attacked us. I think that number was over fifty...... there were no ghosts in it"

I really don't know what that means.

I asked Mitsubishi with some frustration.

"You got attacked by a bunch of orgasms and you don't have an orga? I don't know what that means.

The three branches hold their heads gently with their hands.

and, at the same time, blood draws from her face.

He reminded me of something I didn't like.

"It wasn't exactly a ghost, it was a bunch of ghost generals. No... in some cases... maybe some of them were kings."

"... of Org Generals led by Org King... herd... you say?

When it comes to orgasm, it's B + to A - converted by adventurers.

Local lords alone are even in danger of payback even in the annihilation battle ready for total annihilation, which is beyond their control if we speak clearly within the bounds of normal force operations.

It's a super dangerous creature of that dimension, like making a request for backup to your home country.

And so I dampened my back with a bad feeling.

Once, a goblin emperor led the goblin kings… its flock has swept the world in mass outbreaks all over the world.

Goblins go gobbling.

Goblin King is on Goblin Emperor.

And the Goblin Emperor is in the Ultimate Goblin.

Mutations in one individual prompt the evolution of an entire generation of races, causing a huge breakdown in the balance of power in the world - the name of that phenomenon depends on the back of the brain.

"No way... a catastrophe? No, but... I don't hear anything about that happening in the East."

"I don't know. But that day... the men who were supposed to defend the inside were swallowed by a bunch of ghost generals... instantly"

The Witch of the East tells me that she is powerless except in the midst of living in God.

And the descent of divinity takes quite a while.

If that's the case, you usually need a man to escort her, and you need a face to buy time to unload God in the battle against catastrophe.

Naturally, even in the face of catastrophe, the face is such a war-torn thing that it can hold up to some extent, and there is no way that the inside will be attacked by ordinary demons and exterminated to some extent.

And, then the words of the three branches are probably true.

By the way... I ask Mitsubishi.

"If it was just a bunch of organ generals, you could handle it alone, wouldn't you? No, I don't care if you have an orgasm... you could have dealt with it."

……

"Besides, how do you... know there might have been an orgasm... that's how you put it? Whatever, you fought ahead of time, didn't you?

He made an indescribable sad smile, and Sanbi shrugged his shoulders.

"... I get it. Evidence over theory...... right?

That's all I'm saying, Mitsubishi loosens his white coat and makes his chest open.

A giant breast wrapped in white skin shaking like a spill, and I said this doggily.

"Hey, three branches!? Why don't you take a belt and give me a chest... Huh! What, whoa!?

On the contrary, the three branches only allowed all of the white clothes that were wrapped around the upper body as they were - a situation in which it was called stripping the upper body in the same sense.

"So come on! What... three branches?!

It was dangerous.

At the critical point...... I didn't see anything pink in the center of my chest like a marshmallow.

The chest is wrapped with salads, not surprisingly much exposure.

And so I noticed a bandage wrapped around the left shoulder of the three branches.

"I think if you could look at this, you'd know everything. Why am I here? And... are you becoming useless miscellaneous fish in the same sense"

Mitsubishi unbandaged, and when I saw the thing that emerged from it, I was stunned.

"... I see. You know what?"

Postponement of the resurrection of a disastrous disaster called Yamatanoorochi, a tribe of eastern brave men and three branches......

And the shadow of a catastrophe.

- Just Cordelia's escort. This one's full of hands... Not if we're doing human Isakoza... It's all there, asshole...

Jesus Christ, I took a deep sigh.

The shoulders of the three branches depicted purple spots about ten centimetres straight.

"... you know full well what it is to show it in evidence over theory, don't you?

Mitsubishi nodded cocklessly with his sinking face.

"At least it's the worst bad status for the eldest daughter of the three branches."

I'll take the lead, too.

"The spots depicted on its left shoulder. It nullifies any physical enhancement technique, enhancement skills, and enhancement items... it's a curse technique, isn't it?

"... yes... what"

Ha... and I sighed deeply.

"Hey, Mie?

"What is it?

"Perhaps the body surface... skin, fingertips, hands and feet... there are symptoms of physical defects somewhere?

In that word, the three branches were completely consolidated.

Well, I guess so, originally, that's a fact no one else knows... well, I know because I have a cheaty cheat called Dragon King's Library.

"How... do you know?

I said this with a bitter smile.

"Come on, why not? In the meantime... let me see it because it doesn't matter"

A salad that was also wrapped around Heso.

Mitsubishi unraveled the salad, checked the condition inside, and I frowned.

"... this is horrible"

"My skin is peeled and I'm half putrid."

Simply put, Mitsubishi is unable to accept God because of his curse at present.

And speaking of the curse, after years, or even decades, of being prepped for networking - for example, taking your hair away?

Or are they allowed to ingest something orally that contains spiritual causes?

Ha, also, for a long time - after having taken all the requirements of the magical fortifications of the east, west, and north of the bedroom, were they spending a distracting amount of time doing the spell?

- That's all in my opinion.

To say that it will be so badly polluted... I guess the Sandwich clan was an excellent protector of disaster, but I have to decide that it was too brittle in interpersonal relationships.

"So, what about this killer?

"I don't know."

Oh... and I looked up to heaven.

Think of the kind of people hostile to the Sandwich family and you'll see soon enough.

In the first place, the Mitsubishis are the most harmless to put on the land of the East… just a bunch of protectors, a bunch with no personal desire and no cost.

If we are to make it our enemy, we shall confine ourselves purely to those who have strawberries in their bellies against that power of the Sandwich family.

The brave men of the east should be born from generation to generation in the ancestral lineage of the Yin Yang Dao, the enemy of the three branches that are at the top of the Shinto priesthood.

- And as far as I can tell, this nectar's unique technique... is the sole of Yin Yang Road.

And because the only killer is Sole.

So Mitsubishi made a strange look and said:

"The God who can use the three branches is a shrine that celebrates the Sun God."

"I know."

"... my role is as a war witch who protects everyone inside."

"I know."

"Inside us we were surrounded by ghost generals. All the men went out to fight. And I... tried to be in the first place as a war witch."

……

"Guys, guys... they scattered. To buy me time for God to descend...... I was scattered. Believe me, if only I lived in the power of God..."

Eyes on the shoulders of the three branches.

And... I made an indescribable look.

"- At a time when the heart was at stake, it was not for me... that God came down."

Then there's no way you can activate a form of divine enhancement magic... while eating a powerful spell.

Sane lay down her eyelashes and said this with a half laugh mixed with some madness colors.

"Hey, Mr. Lute? I... couldn't do anything, could I? Everyone in there was attacked by ghosts, ravaged, grain, money, everything, and the women were grabbed and offended... and yet I couldn't do anything, could I?

And the three branches continued.

"From a little kid, you're a witch sister. From a child of similar age, Master Min Chun. From the older people, the witch. And from Baba and Jiji, war witches. You laugh, don't you? Witches, witch sisters... they've all been good to me and admired me."

The three branches bit off his lips, and bled out of his lips.

"... the adults who realized I couldn't bring down God... really... anger, and kindness, and give up even more... with all their expressions, and smile gently over it, and everyone... and..."

Tears spill out of her eyes.

"And?"

"I'm sad, but... smile gently... trap me in the basement of the shrine... and... swallow me by a horde of ghosts and kings, and the inside is devastated"

"I see. I understand the general situation. So, how did you end up this far east?

"After the destruction of the inside, I was summoned by the capital to enter the school building on Yin Yang Road. Even if God can't bring it down, but still rots, three branches... he says there must be magical propriety"

If that's true, I think it's a good place to be unscrupulous.

The three branches are in a special position that is customized based on the assumption that they are born and wholesale God to themselves.

There may be aptitude for magic, but the brain magic circuit is covered with a completely different technique and skill than a normal wizard, and there's no way you can handle normal magic.

How brave of the east - the Yin Yang Master's personality seems to suck.

"So what happened?

Mitsubishi kept saying what I expected.

"Hi again, do you think you can handle normal magic on a Doji like me?

Yeah, I don't think so.

"So I became a exposed person."

"With the exposed?

"... the fact that the head of the thousands of years of legendary witch lineage is a guzzle that the initial magic can't even be used by Loc... was exposed under daylight."

I mean, well, normally, three branches are a special skill frame.

I'm not good at it... No, there's nothing I can do about it.

In the first place, I guess it was meant to be so from the beginning.

Three branches were in the way for someone else to be the absolute strongest in the East.

Because this is probably that level of crap.

"So, why are you here?

So Mitsubishi laughed with a smile.

"The power I've lost... the power of the three branches... it's just me. Then it's never there. My blood made covenants and covenants with the gods far back in time, and it was the overwhelming power that I gained."

That's how I grabbed my fist and Mitsubishi went on like this.

"It just so happens that I was born my oldest daughter. This power has been acquired by the entire blood family and inherited by the next generation with the power of the entire blood family. I... I'm just accepting that power on behalf of everyone."

"... so?

"Everyone scattered to protect me because I know that's the power in me. The reason we're all dead is to protect the existence of me and the three branches that sleep on me."

"... I guess so"

"But I... no, Mitsubishi has become synonymous with uselessness in Kunikuni."

"Now that I know that, it's time for you to answer the question, huh? Why are you enrolled in magic school at the end of the west?

"- Because the procedure is different. If you can't do it in Eastern magic, but in the West... the tribe of three branches is the blood of the righteous warrior witch who seals the disaster. Even if we can't get God down... if we try, we can always get back at the people who made fun of the three branches."

Oh, and I sighed.

This guy is really just stupid. I have no idea how unscrupulous Wagamama that is......

Why are things like blood inheritance skills so powerful, and what does it mean to try to acquire even more of the magical powers that people normally handle while still acquiring so much power?

I have no idea what that means... this guy came all the way to the end of the west.

"I ask you one last time... it's the effect of the curse that's appearing on your shoulders that you can no longer bring down God, isn't it? How can you not recover a state anomaly?

"If it's something I can do, I'm doing it all the time. Whether I showed it to the doctor, to the famous shrink, or whatever I showed them, they were all very good."

I have to take my hat off to that gut that I have studied from the end of the east to the end of the west only to clear up the stigma of my clan, not for myself.

I mean, I'm the one who rubbed muddy water myself and finally got this far... I don't hate guys who work hard.

"Shh, shh..."

I stare at Mitsubishi's shoulder as if it were serious.

As for the curse class, if you want to rate it on a scale of 10, what is 7?

Knowledge of the human world alone is a big deal if we can put together a maneuver to this point.

Well, then, whoever you ask in the human world will basically be able to throw a saji.

I mean, I guess I took all the prep, distracting time, in a really nasty way.

Now...... and sort out a handheld pawn that seems to be able to manage this situation.

It is impossible to exercise fairy arts at this moment because the activation ceremony of the fairy arts is mandatory for Lilith - if so.

"I just have to eat... hey"

I shrug my shoulders and I move my right palm closer to the affected area of the three branches.

"Huh? Mr. Lute?

"Shut the fuck up for a second"

The center of the right palm - unlocks the seal of the big eating bucket that nests in your body at the pinpoint.

Then, Mitsubishi also sprays a dos black mist from his shoulder mouth, sucking it straight into my palm.

"On your palms... your eyes? Mr. Lute... what have you done...?

"I broke the curse put on the witch. That's all."

That's how Mitsubishi glanced at his own shoulder.

The wound remains intact, but the negative magic that was covering up the wound until earlier - the curse is completely gone.

And he thought often, and Mitsubishi spanned his mouth with Pokan, saying:

"But why...?

"Eaten."

"Did you eat... eh... eh?? Doo that's what I mean!? I visited and walked to all kinds of famous teachers in Kunikuniku, and it all... it all didn't work out!?

And even if I'm so surprised, I'm troubled because all I can say is that I ate the facts.

"I'm also told... it's extra tricky to explain..."

Belzebub eats magic.

And Belzebub's abilities will inevitably be handled by me with a subordinate relationship.

As a result, most sorcerer attacks will come home without cause in front of me.

Lilith is frightened that it is only cheat.

Well, he's a sorcerer... there will be many parts of this ability that I'm not convinced of.

So, Mitsubishi, who halfway has knowledge of God's coming, is the opponent.

I can't explain the divinity of Belzebub's realm because the fact that he says he is being kept is a little too irritating, not the descent of the form in which he says to ask for a helper knife.

- Seven demon kings who preside over the great sins.

It's Host Samurai - about King Ryu - who laughs at such yota stories to keep them in his body.

No, well, two months ago... I had a really hard time crusading.

Even Lilith was putting up a full defensive magic formation a kilometer away because it was too dangerous...

Nevertheless, I couldn't win a hundred par without fighting fairies through fairy art..., and that can't be activated without Lilith...

So, like that, me and Belzebub were watching the aftermath of the fight a kilometer away too... that's what Lilith said.

"... a little bit of a human... I want you to care about me, which is only the dimension of the A-S ranked adventurer at best - the aftermath of a full-fledged battle at the level of your dimension at my level - only a kilometer away... as if I had all the defensive magic at my disposal... do you really think I could stand it?

And with the right straight, this is what Lilith told me.

'... willing to kill you... you idiot!

Well, that's when I started and saw Lilith fall apart.

By the way, I was surprised when Lilith told me 'you' the first time. Well, that's good.

And so Mitsubishi shrugged her shoulders with an indescribable look.

"Relax... not at all... Lute, who are you..."

"So... you've regained your original power, haven't you?

Take the word and make a stylish look that says Mitsubishi doesn't know what to do.

"No, honestly... I don't know. I do feel that way too..."

"So, there's a suggestion, Mitsubishi"

"Proposal?"

"In you, ghosts - you got hit by an orga, didn't you?

Yeah, and the three branches nodded.

"Mostly a ghost general... and or a king who leads it... what is it"

So I pointed north with my right hand.

A lost forest is basically a place where we are stopping by the human world with faint signs of demons...

"There's an organic over there. Besides... probably as a scourge"

Usually it's a pretty dangerous organism when it comes to organic.

But the signs I felt were dozens of units, and all organic. There's a hell of a number behind it because it's this number in scouts.

Undoubtedly, an orgasm would also exist.

It's exactly the same thing as it was in the East. And this is happening artificially. This time, the aim is probably Cordelia......

So I sighed.

- I'm not playing with students, either.

Nevertheless, this is a good opportunity for the resurrection of the three branches.

A short walk with the hands of the three branches saw the appearance of an organ-general at the end of his sight.

At that time, low temperatures echoed with sound that echoed across the forest.

"You guys run! It's an organic! I'm on my own!

I had completely forgotten it existed.

Speaking of which, did you leave a veteran adventurer a little further away from us as our escort, whether the instructor is D-ranked or E-ranked?

Blah, very annoying. Nothing but foot clumps.

"The number I'm sensing is about thirty... in the meantime, if you deal with as many as five, I'll help you later. We can rehab him, right?

Kusuri and Sanbi laughed there.

Well, if you're serious, Mitsubishi is probably the A-rank adventurer's equivalent before work.

The opposing organ generals are not even talked about if they are one-on-one at best about C-rank.

"Mr. Lute? I really... now... can you connect with God?

I nodded.

And I mean, I guess Sane also knows that somehow. At any rate, the spell that has bound me to this moment disappeared.

By analogy, the symptoms of the cold disappeared in an instant... No, the body should be wrapped in the unlikely refreshment of having wiped out all the pain with strong drugs.

"... I understand."

Three branches of delightful expression echoed once again in the woods.

"Hih!!! I told you!! I told you to run! I don't know, why don't you guys just run away and see the organic! I can't protect a suicide candidate!

The adventurer runs like a shedding.

Good. In the direction of no other organ generals.

The Lost Forest is basically a demonic realm with only cluttered fish. So, if there is, he could probably get away with it if he's a veteran adventurer.

and that's where Mitsubishi started chanting the spell.

"Depending on the old covenant..."

That was closer to a song than a spell.

Together, they draw magic formations in the air at their fingertips, but the movement is close to that of Japanese dance.

It would be really fantastic if this were a moon-night festival...... it was such a dance.

"I wish and do not receive..."

With a tall voice, Mitsubishi obeys his words as he sings.

"Hmm..."

Unexpectedly, I sighed.

The colour of the fur that is wrapping the three branches changes.

Clean and quiet.

It's like touching it with dirty hands on the detour isn't free, even I feel that way...... so noble and sharp cold.

The Organic rushes to the three branches for a small run.

If it's just the way you look, that's all you got. Perhaps you are thinking of grabbing it and taking it back to the nest and even making it a seedling bed for your children.

The distance difference between the organ-general and the three branches cut ten meters.

And, at that time, she shook her head left and right.

"I can't."

At the same time as the words, the noble minds gathered around the three branches dissipate and disappear.

"... what's the matter, Mitsube?

"My legs trembled... so well... I can't structure the procedure..."

My complexion has at some point drawn my blood and become terrible.

Speaking of which, you're talking about the whole inside being wiped out by Augustus General.

I can say magic in general, but magic can run circuits in the brain and interfere with the outside world.

Inevitably, it depends very much on the state of the brain... My mental state is bumpy with my former trauma. And the other person is the subject of that trauma.

Besides, if it's been a long time since it's been activated, it can't function properly.

Hey, I hear you made me pretend too unscrupulous.

At that time, the small body of the three branches was held up by an organic pinch beside it.

Then he returns his heel and runs back in the original direction.

I just checked the groin area of the auga... but it is good to see that the blood is concentrated on a single point in the sore position.

Let me take the three branches back to the nest hole like this and you're not sleeping well. Somehow such a life has become imperative, like going on the ground with a machine that gives birth to a child.

"...... Shisha Nena"

I waved lightly. Then the organ-general, impacted from his back, removes the three branches intact - blowing up like a borough rag for about ten meters.

The three branches thrown to the ground inquired as if they were frightened.

"- What... did you do?

"Far Away"

"No... they're... quite dangerous creatures... ghost generals, aren't they? A blow... and far away...?

"But it's troublesome."

I groaned so sighingly.

"Trouble, you say? What's this all about?

"According to a complete grasp of the surrounding enemy skills I possess, the total number of organ generals within a radius of 50 meters is 28..."

"There's a ghost general 28...? That's due to state power... a little crusade formation level, isn't it?

"Hey, Mie? Keep your head down for a second."

"To?"

"Lower it because it's good"

Shh.

With the sound of the effect, I let go of the spinning kick.

The height is on my chest, and the range is circular - 360 degrees.

Shpah, shpah, shpah, shpah and everything in the 50-metre radius is drunk by a vacuum blade.

The orgasms are annihilated in an instant, and the trees around them fall one after the other, Zushin, Zushin...

Until earlier, the forest was lined with trees that had been overthrown with countless cuttings.

Mitsubishi stood up on the spot flashly and groaned to shudder.

"... what did you do?

"Whirlwind legs. It's a distant application."

"... it's still impotent"

"Unhelpful? What?

"Even the original me, who can count as A-rank, can't literally kick a bunch of ghost generals... I can't do that."

……

"Lute, you're called the S-rank... you possess strategic-class combat power personally, don't you?

"... come on, what do you think?

"Totally... lazy..."

Apparently, even the Sandwich clan doesn't know that it exists above the S-rank.

Beginning with the Dragon King, there are quite a few other people besides me like Jijii the Immortal and Lolibaba the Prohibited.

"Three branches, by the way? You want to clear up your clan's stigma, don't you?

"... yes it is"

That's how I carried the backpack I kept on the ground, and urged the three branches with my chin to carry my backpack.

"Then you have to graduate here in one shot first?

"... Yes"

"Then it's not if you're talking about trauma or scaring me, is it? Not if you're hiding your strength, right? I don't understand why A-ranked people pretend to be inferior students..."

……

Mitsubishi does not respond to my inquiry.

"I'm gonna ask you clearly, aren't I? You... why are you pretending to be such an exercise ouch?

Often Mitsubishi pushes silence.

"... Mr. Lute... don't you know?

"What?

"Witches are... really helpless except when they're descending on God"

"That said, there would be limits, wouldn't there? I guess it's a warrior's lineage."

No, and the three branches shook their heads left and right.

"War witches don't do anything muddy. Because the god who unloads is himself a noble god. Therefore... war witches are raised as boxed after degrees. Pure muscle strength is natural, other than when you descend, and your normal status is no different from that of the average person."

I asked just to make sure.

"A hundred kilometers of walking is... the beginning is also the beginning. I mean... you... no way...?

"Yeah, at the limit at two kilometers... this is my full strength. I can't walk anymore."

Well, I held my head wondering what was going on.

"... Shall we just get to where we can? I am also framing the shackles of Gorgoda for my training. Well, if it's me and Lilith, I'm free to put it on and take it off so they don't find out..."

So the three branches hardened.

"I mean, in the first place, this... can you take it off? It's a thing to catch a sinner or something, right?

"I suppose you mean to take it off, or you feel like interfering with a curse that's powerless your status. It's not even that high a level of secrecy in a secret relationship... rather, I'm surprised you don't know how to remove it at a Mitsubishi level of fame."

So Mitsubishi made a musty look.

"Yes, yes, the Sane family was born and raised in the back of the mountain for generations... it's a family like Sheilakans"

There are lizards at every end of the word.

Apparently, I've stepped on a mine.

"I apologize if I offended you. So, I'm not going to cheat until I'm in a situation where there's really nothing I can do. So let's get to where we can go..."

Three branches nodded at my words.

"Yes. To the point where I can... I'm going to walk..."

- Twenty-three hours.

The end point of the 100 km walk was the ground of the old school building.

The instructor was sneering satisfactorily as all the students were ramming to the ground and becoming hetohets.

"Saegsa and McClane students are retiring here - sounds like they're leaving voluntarily. Well, they... the accompanying veteran adventurer will bring them safely"

And, so, Lilith, who was sitting back on the ground, stood up like a hundred million bucks.

Because her knees are laughing slightly, it seems quite responsive to her that she only marched with physical force without relying on her status.

"... Instructor?

"What's going on? Lilith students?"

"... Voluntary expulsion of Lute... sane?

"Hmm?"

Making this look a bit, the instructor asks Lilith wonderingly.

"You are… a stranger who chose this accommodation for the bottom class even though you are a privileged student…"

"... yes. And I'm asking. I'm asking you if you're sane."

"Ha ha...? That's what I said before I started walking 100 kilometers? Those who could not do so are the retailers. Well, McClane students seem to possess extraordinary combat abilities... which is a shame to say, but still absolute discipline"

"... suppose there is such a bottom line of talent with even stronger powers than Cordelia-Alston, for example"

"That's unlikely to be an assumption... so?

"Suppose you push such a person into voluntary expulsion with your authority and judgment. And in a few years... no, in a few months' time, I'll show him the power to go far beyond Cordelia-Alston and make his name heard all over the world... then what will happen to you?

The instructor laughed with his nose at Lilith's words.

"I guess I'm sorry I fired you. Well, that's an impossible premise."

Words were received, and Lilith murmured like this to her liking.

"... I won't say anything bad. You should give Lute some exams before you let him leave voluntarily. Remove the shackles of Gorgoda, because any unscrupulous gesture is fine... just give it an easy to understand challenge like a demonic crusade system"

……

"Now you don't have to understand my words... because if you make me do it, I'll understand"

And Lilith went on like this to be half-assed.

"... nothing. We don't even have to stick to this place. Just to tell you that I chose this place because it's closest to a series of global catastrophes that Cordelia-Alston is going to be involved in... well, I gave you my advice"

And then there was a twitch in the ground.

Beyond their gaze - because they saw Lute-McClane on the path of the forest far ahead of them from the main gate.

No, that's not the only reason they're bothering.

A few minutes later, the instructor rushed over to him as Lute arrived on the ground.

"You... with this guy... pack this guy's stuff...?

I can't help but be surprised by the instructor.

Currently, Lute carries a weight of 40 kg for three branches, 20 kg for its luggage, and 20 kg for Lute's own luggage.

It is a total of 80 kilograms of luggage.

"There wouldn't have been a rule that you shouldn't carry humans, would there?

"... how many kilometers have you started carrying Saegsa students?

"That's a 20-kilometer point... still, I think this guy showed his guts. The blood beans were crushed and the situation was terrible. But... I lost consciousness on the way. This guy tried so hard to get through the impotence. So this is how I took on this guy's impotence."

Often thought, the instructor asks Lute.

"Being a villager but breaking through the entrance exam of our Artena School of Magic...... the mock battle move I showed you before... and its muscle and mental strength. Are you really human...?

Lute chuckled and laughed, slowly grating the three branches to the ground of the ground.

And he himself took off his climbing rucksack and stuck it down to fall in on the spot.

"I'm a human being... a villager... after... I'm sorry... I... go to sleep..."

Lilith walked over to Lute.

And silently she lutes the coat she was weaving herself.

"Anyway... tired... also... limited... realm..."

Lute then began to take a quiet sleep with a satisfied look, wrapped in Lilith's coat.