I turned twelve as I waited to build my magic and strength.

Just in time, the Royal Second School exams will be taking place soon, he said.

My father, Castle, was sorry to see his swordsmanship practice opponent go away, but with some persuasion by my brother Lake, I was ready to go to the exam.

Today is that, the day of departure.

"Matty, I knew you were in territory..."

"Father, you don't have that for this period... Keeping Matty locked up in territory is a loss for the world, isn't it? Enough to say rebellion against Reuters, the god of swordsmanship?

No, I don't think I can say that much.

By the way, Reuters seems to be the name of a pillar of God believed in the world today.

It was easy to remember because it's the same name as the swordsmanship idiot I knew in my previous life.

"I know that... I knew I was dealing with swordsmanship."

"If you're dealing with swordsmanship, you have me."

"Lake's pretty strong, too, isn't he just a power fighter! There's skill too. Training with Matty is something else!

From the magic manipulation I taught him, my brother Lake apparently learned how to use physical enhancement magic himself, and with his power he had already overwhelmed his father Castle.

The arm of swordsmanship is far above my father Castle, so the odds of winning seem to be 30% there though.

"Are you sure you don't want an escort?

That's what I heard, my mother Camilla.

I'm going to Wangdu this time about the pedestrians who are coming to the village.

My oldest son or senior aristocrat's son has some problems with decency and so on, and that doesn't explain it...... fortunately (?) I'm a poor nobleman's third son, and a disqualification mark.

As can be seen from the selection criteria for the next term, the fourth print (now, they call it the disqualification mark) is seen considerably below in this country.

That is why, on the contrary, we are able to move with some freedom. Long live the disqualification mark!

"I just put an escort on Matty and he's just gonna be a foot wrapper"

"But if there's a demon like before..."

"" I can take you down ""

My father Castle and my brother Lake's voice humbled me.

When it comes to the previous demon, it's an example bear... because I'm the one who knocked that one down, and you two know that.

In fact, a demon to that extent could be defeated even if he was sitting blindfolded.

"I hope so...... be careful"

"Yeah. I'll be careful."

That's what I said, get in the pedestrian carriage.

"Boy, have you forgotten anything?

"It's okay. I don't have much."

Something like a possession, like a sword, a magic stone, and a leather bag instead of a wallet. Moreover, demonic stones and bags are in the magic of storage. In essence, the only luggage is the sword.

The food is owned by a pedestrian, and the fur I was saving has already been redeemed.

Looks like it went to 125 total gold coins and 7 silver coins combined with the demon material you defeated, but I'm not sure if this is expensive or cheap.

"Okay, let's get going! There is no escort, so it would be helpful if you could tell me when you find an enemy."

"Yeah. I'll take care of it"

"You're reliable. I'm talking about how strong you are, and I'm counting on you!

In a voice you don't seem to expect at all, the pedestrian said. The gaze looks around firmly.

They hardly trust my father Castles' claims about my strength.

Well, that's a natural reaction. Suddenly he said, "This twelve-year-old is strong! If there are merchants who are told to leave their enemies in charge," etc., the opposite is where they get worried.

Something went on for about half a day, and I found a demonic magic reaction.

They don't seem to expect it, but they were asking for an enemy, so I'll tell them for once.

"There's a demon about three kilometers from here."

"Demons......? Ha ha. Wouldn't you know from that distance? By the way, what kind of demon are you?

Distant magic is easy to detect because there are few magic reactions around here that make it noisy.

Thanks to this, even from quite a distance, I can grasp the magic for what it looks like.

"I guess the size of the magic reaction is a little bigger than before. I just feel like my body is pretty big. About four meters tall."

The atmosphere was different from the demons of that time. Probably a four-metre height class, like Wartiger.

A war-tiger is, in short, a two-legged tiger.

"Ha ha. Isn't that a natural disaster class? I'll say something funny."

With that said, the pedestrian goes ahead with the carriage.

And.

"... that? No way...... really, are you a natural disaster class?

We had a great encounter with the demon.

Yeah. He's about 4.5 meters tall, so he seems to have misjudged me a little when it comes to size... but that doesn't change being a wartiger.

The war-tiger is eating a deer's body.

"I don't know if you're a natural disaster, but you're a war-tiger."

"Why didn't you tell me sooner!

"No, I said..."

I made it clearer than anything else, and I heard back.

"Let's get out of here! Luckily, the demon is distracted by deer and it seems we haven't noticed yet, and if we turn back now..."

No, they're noticing. Demonic enemy abilities are not that low.

They're just putting us behind us because they don't even think we're a threat because we look better than deer.

But if I show you a move that makes you run away...

"Wow! They've noticed!

Here's what happens.

I don't run deer bodies, so I guess you gave priority to us running. Wartiger noticed this way and attacked me.

But unfortunately, Wartiger seems to think of us as prey, but the opposite is true. Wartiger is my prey.

"Hurry and run...... why are you headed!

A pedestrian speaks up when he sees me rushing towards Wartiger.

I won't have a choice. Instead of being powerful, the magic of the fourth crest has a short range. I can't fight without packing the distance.

I gather my magic as I run over to Wartiger, put them together, convert them into magic, and put them on my sword.

The magic used is: [physical strengthening], [magic strike] [iron slaughter]. Thanks to the increased control of magic, three things can be used together.

[Iron slaughter] is a magic to increase the sharpness and hardness of the sword. On its own, it is inferior to [Magic Strike] and so on, but by putting it on board with other swordsmanship enhancement magic, it can be extremely powerful.

I'm in Wartiger's range, and my sharp nails are swinging down. In today's body, it's a power to die instantly if you just scratch it.

But there's nothing if you don't hit it. Wartiger's movements are easy to read.

"The opponent is a natural disaster class - eh!?

Victory and defeat were decided in an instant.

I stepped forward and squeezed my big fingernails, and I plunged my magically reinforced sword into my heart.

"All right, crusade done!

Wartiger slowly falls.

"Oh no, a natural disaster class in an instant..."

A pedestrian snapped like a jerk.