"The three of you, if you were to recommend any god to my patron saint, which god would you recommend?

In the meantime, I decided to consult with the three of you once about the Patron Saints.

"Especially if Will doesn't want 'this to happen,' wouldn't it be a good idea to take an uncompromising vow to the thunderous god Vault?

"Oh, that's good. Vaults have a wide range of beliefs, and they are the most socially reliable."

"Hmm. Sure... Brad and the rest are wise choices."

"Hey."

"Hmm."

"Here, both of you. You mustn't."

"Mm"

"... Worl isn't bad when it comes to patron saints, but that's a lot of pupils and thieves for believers. One falls in terms of social credibility, it's still Vault."

Then there was a slight agreement between the three of them.

It's Vault, God of Justice and Thunder, the Lord God.

"... it's a perfect match for you."

"Well, that's what happens if you think about it without difficulty. It's not like you can't change it anymore."

"Unless you have a dream of being an artisan or a scholar, but you don't know what's going on out there, and you don't have a dream."

"If so, it would be good to keep the choice wide...... would it still be the thunderous god Vault, and the goddess of earth Martel in the next place"

I won't narrow my options now.

Whatever else you choose, it looks like you can handle the choice… it looks like you're choosing a path.

For now, there's no harm in getting out of general high school.

"Okay, I'll remember.... and what kind of vows do I have to swear?

I heard about the "delicious taste of a young hero," and the hero swore, "On the sword of a vault, I will not defeat any evil."

"Oh, there it is.... but it's a medal poem. Don't take that vow with a temporal admiration for boulders, okay?

It is often said that if you take a strong oath, it will be easier to gain protection, instead of getting caught up in the fate of misery.

He said, "Be a hero or die."

"I guess the gods are prone to that kind of idiot getting into trouble."

Wow... Is there something like that?

Well, I'm not going to put aside the fate of the ordeal or how far the facts go and take an oath on the boulder that seems so difficult.

I don't want to rise to the point that I am special because I have some memory of my previous life.

I don't even admire heroes or anything.

"You say you're a normal person. Like," I swear to live as evil as I can. "

"'If your neighbor is in trouble, I'll help', 'Don't speak a lie', 'Take care of your family'..."

Hmm. I hope you care about your family.

And I mean………

"The point is, should I swear something to the extent of 'I won't do anything wrong, I'll live seriously'?

"That's not the place. Depending on the character of the individual gods, I may swear that I will be pleased."

"……… What, for example?

"Uh, I swore to the Blades, 'Work out every day, be strong'. Blaze, the blacksmith god, honors skill and workout."

"I am already an abstract man, and you swore to Martel that you would live as you please."

Oh, that seems like it for both of us.

"I had trouble with my patron saint and my vows, and I swore to the loosest Worl, 'Do what you like and live funny'."

... Grandpa Gus is a rock.

After the consultation, Marie went to the fountain to wash and Brad went to the woods to mow wood.

... It sounds like an old story, but the actual problem, now is the end of fall. Much to do in preparation for winter.

By the way, Taro's familiar wood (Shiba) doesn't mean there's a tree called wood, but the affordable clutter wood used for firewood and hedges is called wood.

In other words, "mowing firewood" means "harvesting fueled clutter trees with a backpack and a nasty axe."

gossip.

That's why I'm in class with Gus.

Repeat even double magic projection (double cast) exercises to increase proficiency.

Gus' class was in an extremely operational phase.

"Look, don't think about it and roll it out if your enemies can attack you while you count five.

Release the magic that your body remembers beforehand with reflection.

… many of the wizards of the world can't do this first. "

Shot or slashed in a gap wondering what to use, screwed up trying to use the unfamiliar Word and blew himself up...

They don't have time for examples like that.

Or in the first place, most wizards become city scholars and convenience stores in town, and they don't have a choice because they come out on the front line everyday and do the hang-up.

Like gas, wandering in action is more of a minority.

"Intelligent tactics don't mean you have time to think.

A sudden encounter is better than a bad idea of strategy. It's better to push it into a push with accustomed magic.

Complex collaboration is a total collapse if one thing breaks down. It can't be as bankrupt as it is simple. "

That's why Gus's tactical ideas are similar to Brad's teachings.

Will it be more or less like this when they are polished in action?

"And Will. If you are unhappy, identify when you should rely on the Word and when you are not.

You also have the option of bradstorming martial arts. "

... Whether it's actually the effect of mana or something like that, or whether it's originally like that, this world has a greater range of upside in ability from working out than in previous life.

The real physical ability of a proper warrior is a little monstrous.

If Brad hadn't dropped his gear for training with me, he'd bend the thick steel bars for bareback and make a quick, clean run like a flying swallow.

My physical abilities are also beginning to follow Brad's. [M]

Meanwhile, magic risks blowing itself up if it fails to utter or describe itself.

For that reason, if the battle starts within 10 meters, it can barely be a soldier's private arena.

... It should be noted that Gus also knew a number of "bad behavior backgammon" for that time.

I wonder how many warriors we've had in between warriors, this one.

"Well, it's more about not being a battle in the first place. If you have to, be sure to identify it."

I nodded.

"And. I've been doing astronomical surveys in my spare time for the past few years... and I know this winter solstice day."

I was told to keep an eye out. [M]

Did you go out of your way to find out for my fifteen?

"... hey, it's Will. Do me one favor."

"Please?"

Um, Gus nodded.

"Perhaps the day before the Winter Solstice, Brad would like a one-on-one with Odori.

… a genuine slash that also presupposes recovery and regeneration through Marie's prayer. "

I'm not surprised by that word.

That's what Brad would have brought me, I've always thought.

And I'm willing to respond. [M]

"Hey, it's Will."

But the look on Gus's face is heavy.

".................. can you beat that battle well so Brad doesn't notice?"

The words were full of bitterness.

"……… Why?

What I recall is that Gus almost killed me, that time.

Even then, Gus was thinking of something.

Based on circumstances I did not know, I went through my thoughts without my knowledge, and tried to kill me in conclusion, interrupting for some reason.

"Why?

"Thank you very much."

"No, I'm not."

It doesn't.

"Why are you excluding me?!

He got angry and screamed unexpectedly.

"I know Gus isn't stupid! I know you won't do anything to trample someone's feelings for no reason!

I try to grab it by the gas, but the hand cut off the sky.

I stare up at the gas that floats in the universe.

"If Gus explains it properly, I can follow it too!!

Eight hundred, you can do it! You can give me your life like you did then!

Yet………

"And yet, why, you're not telling me anything! I'm not that trustworthy for Gus!?

I breathed a rough breath out of my mind. [M]

... Gus remains bitter looking.

Keep your bitter face......

"…… sorry. Will...................... I can't talk. Sorry."

Pull over. Hold your fist.

... to squeeze it out, I said so.

"…… yes"

Really?

"Then... then I don't even know this one."

… I uttered a word that would push Gus away.

I don't know why, and I can't intentionally lose an important battle.

"What Gus just said. Decide not to ask."

One last chance to challenge the real Brad, unlimited.

As a single warrior, I'd like to hit it all if I could, and Brad would think so.

I don't know why, and accepting it... was something I couldn't do.

I won't tell Brad or Marie about this.

I didn't hear anything from Gus. That's just it.

………………

That's all I said. Gus said nothing more to me when I left the room.

- From Brad, the last exam was heralded a few days later.