Shut-in Magician

In class, he did the initial stages of how to set up a mass projectile machine during a rush, and replacing a magazine.

It was a good class with some well-thought out methods such as trial and error content as Larsh.

I wondered if I could get to the point of shooting them, but I also tried them at the end of the class to keep the students from getting bored.

He told me that because it was a test shot, he should not use ammunition with low power and directed at people with sour mouths. He said someone had come to Larsh with the muzzle pointed at him in good shape before, and he had been shot without daring to dodge it.

Of course, I didn't die, but I got a terrible mole.

The young man, who saw it and shouted, "hey, are you sure people won't die," was severely scolded by the director of the coaching house and sent to the punishment unit for not seeing the color of reflection, he said.

It's officially the Fort Gardea garrison, but they're not the kind of troops that recruits are sent. Anyway, he's famous as a tough, tough place, and he's been crying and begging for forgiveness even after he's been assigned. Of course, he had also received a circular from Kilik, so he sent out soldiers who would be willing to violate the rules from the point of view that they should be corrected rather than thrown out.

In fact, it's not a case that can be caught as an attempted murder. Because he pointed a weapon at people.

But he didn't make it that harsh a punishment because he originally existed as a magic tool that people couldn't kill. Well, it just seems to have been a pretty harsh punishment for him.

Since then, no one has been foolish enough to point a gun at people, so he told me it turned out good.

"This class will also come down to the labyrinth one of these days for actual shooting training. A lot of people realize they've become soldiers."

"Larsh dives, too?

"Yes. I go there every day. Otherwise, your arms will be dull, and if I'm bad at teaching, no one will listen."

"... you're great"

"Really. I hate that low-rise."

"Isn't there someone you like?

That too. Hey, I laughed and went back to the faculty room.

Initially, the student who was licking Larsh also saw Larsh's activity in the labyrinth and said he changed his attitude.

Training here is about a month, so a lot of people say they've nested.

I was walking with Larsh because he said let's have lunch outside, and there were a lot of soldiers calling out.

"Dr. Larsh, are you a new recruit? Wouldn't it be a little too small?"

"Is that, possibly, Mr. Macarena, the Dragon Knight?

"Dr. Larsh, you know amazing people!

and others, and were swarmed by older men with large bodies. It was a bit of an interesting sight.

After lunch he said he would dive into the Arus Labyrinth, so Siu decided to go with him.

Macarena said she didn't like it, so she decides to have her wait upstairs.

"To dive, you have to apply in your guild, right?

"Oh, right. I'm a coaching instructor and I have a card, but Mr. Sioux needs to submit a card at the desk."

Next to the entrance to the underground labyrinth was the Adventurer's Guild, where he filed an application to enter.

"... grade ten for age limit, is it"

When I saw the endorsement, the lady at the reception muttered suspiciously. Even though I couldn't fake it, I thought I didn't have to look like that, but watching in silence, Larsh came and mouthed me.

"This guy is a guest of Oscarius Border Uncle, and he's also a credit to the magic school exercise case. I guarantee you my power as an adventurer."

That's what I told Siu, and I apologized for meeting him. I guess it's against your own words that you look embarrassed somewhere. It's a really humble personality.

"Well, is that enough for Mr. Larsh to say? Then I'll give you permission."

"Oh, no, that's more from Uncle Borderline than me."

"Even Kilik's customers can't be trusted. But Mr. Larsh would believe it."

"You're trusted!

"... Um, I'm embarrassed, so I'm done with that"

It turned bright red.

Seeing that look, the lady at the reception also smiled.

"I'm not used to it, Mr. Larsh. It's about what they call a low-rise savior."

"Oh, what is that?

"Oh, you don't know. Actually."

And it took an explanation, so Larsh was rushing to stop her.

And when he rushed the application, he pulled Siu's hand and went into the labyrinth.

When I asked about the words earlier, I was helping adventurers and trainers who were dying on the lower floors while the practice was diving into the labyrinth, and they started calling me that.

"I'm telling you to stop because I'm ashamed..."

"But isn't that a good thing?

"Mr. Siu, are you glad to be told that you are the Messiah?

He stared, so Xiu thought a little and slowly shook his neck to the side.

"I don't like it..."

"Right..."

"Okay. I won't tell you anymore."

"Yes."

In the meantime, the demonic worm of the bee species appeared.

"They say there are many things poisonous in the lower levels, and that makes them an advanced labyrinth"

"If it's on the middle floor, isn't it?

"Some people say the middle class is easier. Anyway, bees and the like attack in all directions, and above all in numbers. Without a wizard with an omnidirectional method of attack, it's a little rough."

"Larsh is alone, isn't he?

"When you train at lower levels, even lower levels, that's right. We have lethal poison control, and we have metastatic stones ready to be activated at all times."

"I'm ready."

"If the instructor dies, no."

Speaking of which, Larsh uses a mass projectile to attack a horde of lethal poisonous bees called poisonous red bees. In case you think about it, they also have smokescreens and other demonic props. Instead of the junction, it creates a moment, and then it transfers back.

Because we establish ourselves as a labyrinth, all countermeasure goods are sold, and we are always allowed to carry them even in the training of the soldiers?

"Well, it's solid, isn't it? Oscarius territory."

"Yes, not at all like the National Army"

He said the harshness on soldiers is also different.

So at the coaching house, he didn't particularly care if the recruits licked him and gave him a great attitude.

"That's not a fart compared to when you were a soldier in the National Army who was badly abused."

I was surprised to hear the word "fart" coming out of Larsh's mouth. I guess I'm familiar with the air here, for better or worse.

"Ah, it's a death bee. Maybe the Warcraft is dead nearby. Can we hurry?

"Yeah."

I followed after Larsh, who ran out. In case you're adventurers, he wants to collect artifacts, he says as he runs. They say that when you die in an underground labyrinth, including equipment and so on, one of these days you'll be swallowed up and disappeared.

"Dead bees eat dead meat, and if they stay that way, it's not a lot of power, but there's a lot of them. Sometimes a stray new adventurer starves to death because he loses his sense of direction."

"You eat that meat?

"Yes. Ah, it was the same bee opponent"

When I got to the scene, I was exhaling as if I was relieved.

"But it's rare even though it's on the lower floors. It's a giant wasp. It's still small."

Hand indicates this is about 50 cm. Dead bees are also about 50 cm long, and gradually, I want to say what a bee is.

"The giant wasp gets about 1.5 meters when it's big. I don't know what's going on, even though I'm usually under ten layers."

"Is that unusual?

"Not really, around here, you don't show up on two or three levels. But it doesn't mean that it doesn't answer at all, and it can suddenly connect to another hierarchy. However, I rarely connect with the lower levels..."

"I'm curious."

"Hey, can I take a look around?

"Yeah. When it comes down to it, we can tie the line, and we can metastasize it."

Siu also showed a metastatic stone.

'Cause Ferres is okay, too.

Ferres was also responding to the bees. It looks troublesome because I'm going to hunt a little with my nails, but I haven't been hit by poison.

"Well, I'll just look around a little bit more"

That's what I said and proceeded with the hierarchy.

The further you go, the more warcraft and warworms appear that do not match that hierarchy.

them. Larsh was a mass projectile, and Siu magically cleaned them up. The adventurers on the streets even urged them to return with a metastatic stone once.

I almost followed Larsh's words with the name of the instructor, because only those on the lower floors are still unfamiliar with this labyrinth.

Some of them were high-level adventurers, and some of them followed me with them.

It was helpful because it covered me so I was quick to move on and it was easier to grasp the situation.

"There's even a spider bee. This is a completely mid-level warcraft."

While defeating him, he packed it in a magic bag because it was a precious warcraft, and the adventurers accompanying him were stunned.

Larsh had contacted the Alliance with a communications demon prop and was reporting on the situation.

The management of the underground labyrinth is carried out by the Alliance, and there is only a soldier's departure if that is out of hand. As long as it's not a big deal, it's basically going to work on the guild subject, so gather all the information into the guild.

A few minutes later, we talked about sending a dedicated Adventurer unit into the middle class.

The sioux and the others were also moving forward to the middle layer, but by saying that they would also be tired, they used the metastatic stone as instructed by the guild to get back to normal.

The adventurers who had come that far with me seemed horrified.

It still seems sudden and tired to the middle tier.

In the meantime, Larsh and Siu, Ferres were flat, so they were to be rumored later, but of course there was no reason to know at this time.