My Glasses Will Be Able to Conquer the Whole World, I Suppose.

202. Mr. Glasses, I realize as soon as possible that I'm glad you're here

The night dawned when we reached the tower of Bryn.

Yesterday I went hunting for the first time in a long time and got a little shaken up.

Take a closer look around the woods, collect strange grasses and fruits, observe birds and animals you've never seen in hiding, and watch the moving mountain St. Patrol (Angie Yaga).

Forget the time and examine the woods, it is evening if you are aware.

I have to go home before dark. Not good, I hurried back to the tower hunting about two Oro's.

"- Nah?"

I run into a tiger beast girl in front of the tower. It is that beast man who stood in line and listened at the hunting festival.

When she looked at me, she ran dah.

"Bird or hunt? Meat?"

Too fragmented a line of words, but somehow I know what I'm trying to say.

She laughed when she nodded at her curiosity and anticipation.

"Oh, it still didn't work"

I said it like I noticed something, and I left.

"... uhh... not yet..."

I'm not sure what doesn't work, but when she said that, she lowered her ears and went into the tower first.

What the fuck.

What the hell was that?

And now it turns out why.

"- You know what a freshman is capable of!

As we are eating on the ground floor in the morning, the other candidates arrive.

My morning is early, but so is everyone.

Well, speaking in the first place, breakfast was ready when I woke up. The duty was Hydra. Her morning is still early.

The faces I didn't see yesterday also came, and after a while each got to the table.

An ill-eyed boy who publicly stated that he didn't particularly like Lisse, who got tangled up with me for reasons I don't know, suddenly raised his voice like that.

... He's dangerous after all.

It's definitely not normal to shout out without any context all of a sudden... let's stay out of this as much as we can.

Hurry up and clean up the breakfast I was slowly eating, dip the dishes in a bucket strewn with water as Hydra told me, and try to get out - though.

"Wait, wait, wait, wait! You wait! 0 points! It's you! You! Wait, 0 points! Wait, wait, wait! Wait... wait a minute! Wait!! Please, wait!!

Oh, my God. Shut up...

Unfortunately, I failed to escape.

I also feel like I should have ignored it, but just too desperate for an ill-eyed boy, I accidentally stopped my leg.

Because it is that desperation.

I just got away with it, and they'll definitely catch me later.

I don't want to get involved because he's dangerous...... I don't like it.

"Sit down! Sit down once! Go back to the table and sit down! Sit down... you're listening. Here you go! What the fuck! Sit down! Don't stare. Sit down! Come on! You wait, everyone's stopping!? Sit down... sit down, please! I can't talk about it!

I watched him quietly thinking he was loud, and his high-pressure attitude softened.

I wish they'd just asked me to. I was just wondering if I'd sit down. I just don't like to leave any remorse.

Some of them seem to laugh completely, but they don't seem to laugh because the boy is desperate and serious.... I hate to get this kind of attention.

Returning to the seat where he had no choice but to sit until earlier, the boy coughed several times, coughed, toned his throat and then re-divided it.

"We don't know what the new guy's capable of yet! I won't admit to being a part of a candidate until I know what a new recruit is capable of!

... Oh, I won't admit it, will I? I see.

Reminds me of the tiger beast man I met in front of the tower yesterday.

Right, so "not yet"?

Is it like a passage ritual imposed on a so-called newcomer?

I guess the attitude of the Tiger Beast Man yesterday said something "Don't get along until this is over".

Regardless of what the individual thinks, I think it's the path that many of the candidates have taken. I don't know if it's an ancient tradition or if it's just this generation of ares.

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I'm not motivated at all, and I wish I could do it on my own, but I feel like I know why they want to know their strengths.

I was in Heidiga, and my heart moved when I asked Roda and Xanto about "In the Bryn Tower, the candidates are the only ones hunting big demons".

To be sure, it can be said that it is a factor that has decided to go to the Tower of Bryn.

No, rather, I might say that's now one of my primary purposes.

That's how strong interest and inspiration I have.

That's why I know what the blind boy said.

- Simply put, I'm talking about whether you can hunt with a guy who doesn't even know his strength.

I can't.

I can't, and I don't want to.

That's why I know how you feel.

Regardless of the sincerity, I decided that we should show as much as "what can we do" for each other.

I don't feel comfortable, but I don't want to run anymore, so I decided to hang out.

By the way, Celier and Florentine said they got it done as soon as they got here.

- It's been a long time since you've been with Lisse.

First of all, it's Lisse who came with me.

I'm a newcomer who came to the last one, but my old friends who have reunited here know what Lisse is capable of.

The prince, who now confronts each other with a wooden sword, is one of them.

By the way, he's the Eolazel.

I still wear neat clothes like a nobleman today.

Outside the tower, as all the candidates watch, a formatting arrangement in action begins to confirm Lisse's strength from now on.

- If I win.

Eolazel stands by, saying something.

"- Will you take it off for me?.................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

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- You're a hentai!

There was a little slaughter on Lisse's sword, and a live format meeting began.

It is a terrible speed.

Three times in a blink of an eye is a slashing knot velocity area, and the two are meeting.

I've trained just like Lisse, but it's a high level I'm just saying it's that kind of play.

And Eolazel, who follows it without difficulty, is also quite an arm.

Thank you. They look like each other.

This could be prolonged - at the time I thought.

"- Here we go. I can't do this anymore."

Eolazel, who flew away in large measure, lowered the cutting edge of the wooden sword to declare his loss.

"You've grown stronger. Lisse."

"... you noticed? You're no different than you are."

I wonder what that means - Eolazel, holding the head and butt of the wooden sword in both hands, broke easily.

"- During the meeting, that woman seemed to be focusing on one point of the wooden sword and doing damage. A few more swords would have been broken."

I didn't see it yesterday, some big guy explained it to me. I see, and some people, including me, nod.

"That's just great, Lisse. Your gaze when you wave your sword is still hot. I'm going to burn myself."

"I guess. I'm pretty serious about killing you, you know. If there's a fire coming out of your eyes, you're definitely gonna burn it."

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It's a form I don't understand, but Lisse and Eolazel seem kind of close.

This is finally spring for Lisse too...

No, that kind of relationship sounds like a form of friendship you can't possibly have.

It's my turn next.

My weapon is not like a meeting, so I can't compare it directly to someone else.

Of course not.

Well, maybe it's like I'm using it at the time I'm wearing "glasses."

Lisse and Eolazel didn't use "material" either, and I don't think it should be used separately, but they won't have to.

- That branch.

Point and declare a single tree with a distance there.

You don't have to go into details, you can see what you're going to do.

I've never had the experience of pulling a bow while people watched me so much, but the body and mind I've accumulated for years every day never shake to this extent.

Rather, it is more upsetting when the prey seems to be able to escape.

Raise your bow with no heart - watch the arrow and release it to continue standing shortly after you rest. Hyun, Hyun, and arrows pierce the sky in regular rhythms.

Arrows line the declared branches stretching sideways at equal intervals of about a clenching fist minute.

- Yeah, like this?

"" Ooh. "

With about ten arrows lined up, I unload the bow. Then the applause... stop it because it's embarrassing...

"- That's quite an arm."

Oh, I'm instructor Yorgo.

Soon, among the young candidates who were in the audience, were the faces of the unyoung old man mixed.

Like me, some of you didn't seem to realize that instructor Yorgo was here, and I was surprised.

And the applause subsided.

... Ugh... I don't like that kind of exposed condition...

"Lend it to me."

Hmm?

Instructor Yorgo took a bow from my hand as he walked out.

Honestly, I absolutely hate to lend it to people, but at this time I gave it to them naturally.

- Probably because I felt an air resembling my master's, I accidentally followed it.

"Uhm, good bow. But is it still sweet to use it?"

When you check the bow condition, reach out.

"Five arrows is fine"

As I was told, give me five arrows.

And - he moved so quickly that he didn't even show his pull, he released five arrows one after the other.

Aim... between the ten standing arrows and the branch I aimed at.

I aimed and hit a very narrow point with only about a gap in the grip, with different dimensions at that continuous velocity.

"" Ooh!!

My voice was louder and my applause louder than mine. I applauded it unexpectedly. Wow. Looks like a master.

If I can't fire at that speed, I won't be able to maintain accuracy.

I think we can do the same.

I know it's possible to aim between the ten hits, but if you prioritize the precision to that point, the firing speed really drops.

The master's early shooting was amazing, but so was the series of Yorgo instructors I just showed him.

The bow user makes it painfully understandable how many moves are now.

It still doesn't reach me, it's a distant, distant realm of extreme.

Instructor Yorgo, who showed off such amazing moves, returned the bow to me without incident and said:

"- Play is over. General, gather in the classroom on the third floor."

I don't know.

Somehow, I'm already, already, really glad I'm here.

Even if I could just see this bow move, I strongly thought it was worth coming.