Shikkaku Mon no Saikyou Kenja~ Sekai Saikyou no Kenja ga Sarani Tsuyoku Naru Tameni Tenseishimashita~

Exams…….

It's not just passing, either, it's a privileged student.

"Yeah......"

That's a hassle. Especially history. It sucks. Knowledge from previous life doesn't work at all.

Magic related seating will be manageable. I wasn't very good at Rubik's Square Math, but it's a test that makes a boulder take on a ten year old, and I don't see anything difficult coming out of it. Mandarin is fine, too. I can't read the letters right now, but I can handle it in two years.

... On second thought, the problem is about history.

"Do you have a book that can study history or something?

"History......? No, but what do you use it for?

"Because when it comes to entrance exams, history -"

"There's no such subject for the Royal Second School entrance exam."

Oh! Thank God!

"So what subjects do you use?

"There was definitely seating too... but it's not very important. What matters is skill."

"Practical skills?"

Is it about magic or something?

"Oh. It's a practical skill. Matty just needs to focus on the sword. I can't teach magic or seating, but with a sword, I'll be fine."

Isn't that a lot as an entrance exam?

I just scored one high out of the number of subjects, and I don't feel like I can pass.

"So you take it?

"Oh. It's a backgammon method, but it's proven by me. Shall I tell you?

"Yeah."

"The sword exam is the actual form of the exam officer opponent. In the meantime, beat the guy who came out. That's the first stage."

"Yeah?"

Somehow, the clouds are getting suspicious. Is it okay to beat the crap out of a test supervisor?

Or what about what my father Castle said and did, as a nobleman? I feel all kinds of weird.

"Well wait. We're not done talking yet. It's from here that matters. If you beat the test supervisor, someone stronger than the test supervisor will come out."

I see. I'm trying to get that strong guy to directly judge me and acknowledge my prowess.

"Hit him, too."

Different.

It was direct judgment (physics).

"That's it for the operation. Sure, it was a 50-point exam, with 10 sword moves, but I scored 30 on sword moves. Thirty-five points to go with the other subjects, and you passed."

Wouldn't it be a mistake of 'Operation is an anomaly'?

Or other subjects, have you only scored a total of five points?

... Well, I can use magic too.

You can solve some of the sitting classes, and if you add in that amount, the privileged students can handle it...?

I don't know if Father Castle's tactics still work, but if you can't seem to do it, it's worth a try. Sounds fun.

"Father, aren't the privileged students too strict on boulders?

My brother Lake, who heard about my father Castle, said:

"Really? If Matty turns twelve, I think even the chief can aim enough."

"I agree there, but even if you're not a privileged student..."

"Oh. That's not Matty, that's our problem"

"Our problem?

"I don't have any money"

Yeah......

Somehow, I had noticed.

At least not rich, no doubt.

"But Father used to make a lot of money..."

"A knight doesn't surprisingly make money. Unlike adventurers. There was some storage, but it melted in territorial management"

"Father..."

Hmm.

Is it also in the adventurer system, today's world, to leave our finances aside for a moment?

In the meantime, you've decided on my future profession.

"Well, in short, if you want to take a privileged student, or if you can't, make your own tuition?

"That's the thing. The boulder Matty is obvious...... is that it? Was Matty so obvious?

"For a long time, I guess it was good for my age. I didn't know it was this far..."

All right. Get ready for the future, earn your tuition.

... it's just a matter of how.

I don't see demons around here, so I can't save demon stones.

Although animal fur and meat may not have to be sold either, there seems to be very few stores in this territory (which would be more right to say villages than towns) that handle such things in the first place.

I can't handle metastatic magic right now, even if I'm going to sell it to some big town.

Storage magic is unavailable, but that magic will reduce the maximum amount of magic, depending on the capacity in use. A product as light and expensive as a demon stone would be nice, but not suitable for long-term storage of fur and meat.

... Do you want to make it in a storage container and keep it there?

Successful use of trees and the like would allow some management even without demonic tools. You can just store it up and sell it as soon as you take the exam.

"And so"

My father Castle, who was talking to my brother Lake, opens his mouth again.

"It's a workout so that no matter how strong the examiner comes out, you can bump it up."

Thus, the workout resumed.

This workout will continue as a routine every morning until I leave the territory.

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After noon of that day.

As I decided in the morning, before I hunted, I was cutting down trees in order to make a storeroom to put in the harvest.

I heard at lunch that the trees around here can be cut on their own.

"Well. The quality of the tree... yeah. That's subtle."

It's just uncontrolled and feels like a natural forest, for better or worse.

The quality is not particularly good, nor is it particularly bad.

Well, enough.

I burned down a tree with a flaming magic that increased convergence and prepared some plates.

Magically bind them together and make a larger box.

I'll make it, though.

"... terrible work"

Here I am, thinking about the first tattoo of gratitude I had in my previous life.

The first crest is the magical seal of the production system.

When I tried to use magic with that feeling, it turned out terrible.

The adhesive surface is uneven, and there is very little magic involved.

I don't have a problem with this box because I'm just going to use it for storage, but in order to make full gear, I'd probably need some help with the first tattoo.

Even though I thought about it, I still hunted animals today, kept fur and brought the meat home.

At that time...

"Even today, I happen to get a bird hit by a tree or something."

"Have you been skinned clean and even treated to the gut?

"That must have hit just fine."

"That excuse, don't you think it's impossible to say it yourself?

"... I think"

"I know you're strong. I won't say this, even if you've defeated an animal, so bring it grandiose. If I have too much meat, I'll sell it to the villagers and make it an addition to my tuition."

There was a conversation, for example, that my hunt was sunny and family approved.

This is how my workouts and enhancements go smoothly.

A little turning point came there when a few years passed since I remembered my memory.

A demon appeared in the village forest.