Running Away From The Hero!

The crowds are gathering in an increasingly narrow bombing perimeter.

If this were a battlefield, I'd punch that big one right there! I know, but this is a child's training, so watch the floor sink properly in front of your eyes, make them flutter, and then finish training.

Where is such a good instructor?

In my day, just one or two children a month are basic, and on a bad day, ten people went to the other world at the same time. It was a little dangerous back then.

I went to kill a Goblin for practical training, but an Orc just came out of nowhere. But the others were too much.

I was 19 at the time, so I'm old enough to get an ID, but I should be able to hit an Orc or two lightly.

No matter how much I learned and practiced fighting in the Great War, I was embarrassed by Orcs who were only Human Pigs.

I thought it was hard to kill 10 by myself.

A true instructor gives me a chance to challenge and not die. But also, children don't understand it.

“I'm going to die! ”

“You evil instructor! ”

“Curse you if you die! ”

I can't believe you said you couldn't see him... He's in 960. That's 42. Uh-huh, 25 and 40 have insulted me, too. Scoring, scoring.

The lowest greeting. If we pass through there, we'll show them where the real Devil lives.

Even if we don't make it through there, when we get them back to the lower training camp, we'll have to warn them in advance to replace the Canary at the highest mortality rate.

But as time went on and on, there was no response, even though the number of people had decreased to a point where it was holding steadily.

“One or two must pass by now...”

Not if everyone fails.

Since the final assessment itself is the way the kids raised by other instructors vs. the kids raised by me win, one survivor is enough.

Last but not least, another 100 instructors can make it a hundred per day.

However, if no one is available, the assessment itself is impossible. No more incentives and lower salaries.

No need for human resources assessments [No success in training too much.] or something like that.

That way, you can jump on the wire after you quit your teaching job, or go someplace dangerous where you can fly around at night like you did at your old job.

I give a lot of salary in my youth, but now I want to get less salary and play in the back.

“Let's narrow it down a bit? ”

The contact Madosa is worried.

Despite the appearance of this, a group of people using magic in a rogue organization is a high-end workforce.

Especially, Madosas, who play both front and back, is shorthanded everywhere.

In particular, I only rented it to my students for a week, but this activity will also be included in their Human Resources List, and if I achieve 0% success rate on my first instructor-related mission, I will not be able to back out later.

But...

“Avoid him anyway. ”

It's useless. You've seen the small rocks on the ground already shattered, the ground shattered, and you've done it once or twice, imagining it as their head.

Those who are already afraid won't cross over with an umbrella because it's going to rain a little less.

“If one passes, the other follows. ”

Sometimes I wait for the crosswalk, and the person next to me does the crossing, and sometimes I see some people who automatically wait to see the fire change and follow.

One day, I saw one of them go, and I saw the crazy shit that crossed over to the red light group.

Well, it's a little different than that, but still, you die like this, and if one of you wants to die like that, if one of you passes, say, "Am I? 'I'm sure they will come out.

The problem is, we only need that one person.

And that one came out.

“Crazy?”

Crazy bitch, I see.

# 4 Their Reason: Mira's Reason

Mira, the only name I have left of the person I received from as a parent.

From birth, my country was a war. He also participated in a place called the Great War.

I still don't know in detail what that means.

Except that people were dying all the time, and there was not enough food to say it was a big deal.

Thanks to me, I've been alone since I was 6.

The first day I turned 6, there was no father when I was three years old. When my mom went to get some food near the military, she was swept away by the enemy raid and never made it back alive.

Now that I think about it, there's a good chance he got away, but I'd like to believe so.

After my mom disappeared, I wandered around looking for food.

This is a security situation. I can't steal anything without a few merchants, and it's hard to find a single green leaf around the mountains, let alone an animal.

Thanks to that, I struggled with the cat and trash cans, and continued to pick up and eat military food near the troops.

Ah, there was a night raid when I fell asleep on a military wall, and it was weird not to think about it now.

One day I was wandering around looking for food. I met the angel.

“I'll feed you. Will you come?”

“Yes!”

My mom was very worried that there was no emotional distress, but she was a little surprised at what she said.

How many days have I followed the angel dressed in black?

I was able to reach heaven.

“Huh...”

And for the first time in my life, I tried something called meat.

All this time, I've been shoving brown pieces of meat in my mouth to see who would take it.

Ah, with such a big and beautiful sheen, I had to take time to reflect on my own ignorance. But reflection is reflection.

Put it in your mouth first. It melts in your mouth.

“You can die...”

And I went to a place where there were people who really liked black clothes, and I put on the black clothes they gave me.

I was named 875, and I learned how to wield a sword, holding a sword they gave me.

Stab and kill the scarecrow. You eat, you stab the scarecrow, you slaughter. We'll eat again.

Sometimes I didn't want to make him jump hungry again so soon, but I endured it after feeding him again.

The instructor said you don't have any talents, but it doesn't matter if you give him food.

When I heard later that I had to leave here, called 1000, I was blurry because I could no longer eat here, but I didn't care because the food I had eaten when I arrived with 99 people was tastier.

“Beautiful.”

I felt bad when I woke up near the old army, like when I was sleeping near the sirens and bombs, but now I look okay.

Clear night sky.

A piece of ice that looks like a shooting star shining silver in the moonlight.

Why didn't I see something like this before?

I saw it a lot when I raided the military, but I was just afraid I wouldn't be able to eat breakfast tomorrow.

It was a really beautiful sight to watch casually.

“I'm going to die! ”

“You evil instructor! ”

“Curse you if you die! ”

You hear shouting and swearing around you. The insult is familiar, but the target is strange.

Feed her so well. I can't believe I insulted the instructor who showed me such wonderful scenery.

How good an instructor are you compared to the instructors who used to yell and make me run hungry?

“Oh…”

I suddenly noticed a big mushroom instead of staring at the instructor who was accused of this nonsense.

I don't know the name, but it was a delicious mushroom. I stumbled across the city during the war, but when I first tasted it, it was so delicious that I fainted.

Strangely enough, I didn't take enough mushrooms to eat other plants there.

When I was in the lower training camp, I used to sneak it up and grill it when I was training in the mountains.

When I first tried, I learned fire magic.

‘May I have it? ’

Strangely, the children are clumping together, but that was a lot in the junior training center.

Kids stick together around strong or popular kids. I think I still am.

But I went there alone every day anyway, so it wouldn't be weird to go there alone.

It feels good to think about eating that mushroom for a long time.

The user takes a light step. Silver ice shards drop next to it, but it cannot prevent it from taking a light step.

You get hit by that, you're dead. It is inherently dangerous.

No, even if it wasn't instinct, I've often seen it hit me from childhood and become a red mass.

Therefore, that is familiar. 'We can just go here.' There's nothing strange about it.

As I took a light step, the ice's debris began to fall behind my back.

“Plenty!”

I feel a little better. No, I got a little better, so I got excited.

That's enough for tonight and tomorrow's breakfast.

Ah, what a happy day today is.

* * *

Previous life, present life all add up to about 70.

In the meantime, I thought I'd seen all the crazy people in the school, the military and the workplace together, and I thought I'd seen all the crazy people in the organization.

But I had to realize my ignorance. No matter how intent it is to kill, it is a bomb.

A technology that allowed other kingdoms to realize that the empire was the dominant nation on this continent in the last war.

No, I didn't mean to kill you before, but if I get hit, I'll be left behind.

Avoid it. It's as natural as dancing.

If it were possible to avoid that, experts from the elite in each country's strategic tactical room would still not be thinking about wrapping their heads and breaking their heads.

But that's as far as it goes. Walking out with that crazy bomb as a beautiful dance son-in-law is what mushrooms are for.

He pulls out his dagger and cuts the mushrooms hard, putting them in his pocket, without caring about the others staring foolishly.

But that's an electric mushroom, right?

Electric mushrooms, even though they have a full name. A poisonous mushroom that chokes and numbs itself as if it were electrocuted. It has a high chance of dying of heart attack.

A typical poisonous mushroom that even four-year-olds know how to put in with a smile?

Are you trying to sneak that thing into my food and assassinate it? Let's refrain from eating mushrooms for a while.

Rumor has it that even though it tastes like heaven, there is a better chance of gaining the right to live in heaven, so no idiot can eat it.

Check the personnel list at a glance.

Huh, 1000.

The one who is considered the least talented of all trainees.

Not qualified for sword skills based on detailed assessment. Lazy. Mostly stagnant.

None of them are good. Then let me put in a line.

- MIX years old. Handle with care.

Suddenly, it's the same rating as last year's red dot.

She was currently a genius who went up to the Deputy Director of the Intelligence Agency, but objectively, she was an X, subjectively speaking.

Staring at me in particular made me feel like a snake who's after food, preparing me for a daily raid.

In fact, there were two break-ins in the bedroom in the middle of the night.

“Will you call him? ”

“I understand.”

Assess the current risk;

But just in case, I think I should take a closer look and evaluate it, and immediately I talk to the contact Madosa, who was right next door, and she looks at me.

Magic! I don't need a cell phone! But I can't use it!

I pressed a slight sense of self-esteem and envy and looked at the approaching crowd.

It's small, and the hair is short, but it looks like a woman.

Unlike the other trainees, he had two more daggers in both waist dances, and the electric mushrooms he had just collected were thick in what was commonly called a bread bag in his previous life.

“You wanted to see me?”

Slightly fierce voice. Risk +1.

“Why did you put the mushroom in? ”

“Oh…”

He looks at the boundary without being able to speak for a moment. Risk +1.

“D, would you like some? ”

I pulled a mushroom out of my pocket with my trembling hands and gave it to me.

No, I'm not eating. Am I crazy?

I don't want to die yet.

“I'm fine.”

“No, it's delicious. ”

Unlike what I said, I put the mushroom back in my pocket with a relieved expression.

You really want to eat that...

Yeah. Risk -20.

But when an enemy, or a good-hearted warrior from somewhere in the world, is an enemy, I think I can betray it if I entice him to eat it, so the risk increases again. Just completed the assessment as a reward.

“Eat this and wait. ”

“Thank you!”

Wow, look at him.

Throws a few jerky pieces and your voice becomes high-toned.

Add a line to the HR assessment right away for a perfect HR assessment.

- You can stick a knife in your back if you don't give me food, so I don't know what else, but make sure you bring me food.

“No!”

While I was working so hard as an instructor to record the appraisal of the trainees' greetings, the contact mado stood beside me in awe. What, did they get hit by bombing grenades? I turned my head.

“Crazy.”

Crazy bitch, or even crazier, this time.