The Failed Swordsman Who Became the Strongest After Spamming the 100 Million Years Button

A few days after the duel with Dodrier-the bullying on me became worse.

Even if I say, there is no one that directly harms me unlike before.

The backlash increased as a reaction.

Failure swordsman.

Cowards.

A darker messenger.

No matter where you walk in the school, you can hear such a voice.

Perhaps Dodriel and his surroundings are around.

But mysteriously and my heart was calm.

(Old-billion years ago, I wouldn't have been able to withstand such an environment.)

I was calm enough to be able to see myself objectively like that.

"Speaking of which, my mother is fine ..."

I was worried about my mother who had left my hometown on the way back to the dormitory where Paula waited.

It has been three years since I started attending the Grand Swordsman School.

He exchanges letters once a month, but never returns to his hometown.

I was full of myself and it wasn't far from it.

"Okay ... I've decided. Let's go back to the next vacation."

It takes more than 10 hours to go home to Goza Village by trotting.

But maybe I would wear it a bit faster now.

"Yes, let's buy some souvenirs."

I ’m back after three years.

We can't just be empty-handed.

My mom loves rice crackers and rice crackers.

If you take it as a souvenir, you will surely be pleased.

(No, before that ... how much did you have now ...?)

I took out my wallet from my pocket and turned it over and found Clink and three coins.

"Go, five hundred twenty Gordes ..."

You can't buy decent souvenirs.

"... maybe even a part-time job"

For the part-time job, contact Paula.

That person has a very wide face. Maybe you can tell me a good byte destination.

And if she is a referral, she can work with peace of mind.

Then I went back to the dormitory humming.

■

Immediately after returning to the dormitory, Paula was asked if there was a good part-time job.

"It's a part-time job !?"

"Yes. Is there anything good?"

"Why so suddenly? Is sword training good?"

She asked her, leaning her head.

"I think training is important, but I'm going to show my mother to my mother about once.

"I see, you tried to buy souvenirs, but you didn't have any money?"

Before I could say everything, Paula continued on.

"Ah ... yes, embarrassing, that's right."

"Okay ... I understand the story, then there's one special guy!"

She smiled happily for some reason while crossing her arms.

"Is it true? Please introduce me!"

"Otomo!-When you come to this guy, get rich!"

That's why Paula stripped off a poster from the bulletin board and slammed it on the dining table.

Grab it with a little wrinkles and look down on the contents.

"Kenbusai ...?"

Kenbu Festival-A swordsman's festival held once a month at Orbis in the neighboring town. Even if it is a festival, it is not a fun thing to be crowded with opening stores. This is a festival of swordsmen where swordsmen collide one-on-one and compete for their own swordplay. Certainly, the top three prizewinners will receive a considerable amount of prize money.

"That's right! After all, you have to get up with your arms!"

That's it, she showed her triceps three times thicker than me.

"Kenbu Festival ...?"

Old—Billions of years ago, I never thought I would play if I made a mistake.

But if I survived that hell, I might be able to do well even if it is difficult to win the top prize.

――However, there is one major problem in attending the Kenbu Festival.

"It may be a good idea ... but the cost of participation is ..."

To participate in the Kenbu Festival, you need a thousand gold as a participation fee.

Unfortunately, there is no such money now.

When I returned the poster to Paula, I seemed sorry

"It's an idiot, you! I don't want my dorm to pay money even though my dormitory is showing a man!"

She said, she picked up a thousand Gordes banknote from the shelf and screwed it into my hand.

"Hey, bring me!"

"Is it okay?"

"Oh! Instead, you're going to bite it out!"

"Oh, thank you ...! I will win and get the prize!"

I was able to participate in the Kenbutsu Festival unexpectedly, so I continued to swing my sword today just in preparation for the weekend.

■

A few days later.

I came to Orbis in the neighboring town to participate in the Kenbu Festival.

"Um ... I think I should get there soon ..."

With a simple map drawn by Paula, go to the venue.

"Because this store is here ... OK, the next corner is on the right."

Then I turned one corner and took a breath.

"..."

There were many strong swordsmen packed there.

The spectacle of the big men glaring their eyes with their swords on their hips is impressive.

(Well, really ...)

Inflated muscle.

A fist like an Iwao.

A sword that has been used.

no doubt.

Everyone here is a swordsman higher than me.

(A little, no ... quite poor prospects ...

I never dreamed that the level of the Kenbutsu Festival was so high.

I was drunk for a moment at the strange scene, but I immediately remembered what to do now.

"That's right, you have to register first ...."

When you look around KyoroKyoro on the spot and look for a place that seems to be a receptionist,

"..."

Suddenly, someone came from behind.

When I looked back, there was a two-meter-tall, sharp-edged man looking down here with a grumpy look. Judging from the fact that he has a large sword on his back, he is a swordsman participating in the sword war festival.

"Ah? I'm not standing in such a place, shit!"

He shouted at his hostility.

Following, the three women around me look at this and laugh with giggle.

"Wow. You can't bully such a weak child, bubble?"

"Is this child a participant with a sword on his waist?"

"No, no, it's not there! Even if you see such a hyoro-hyoro, it won't be a game!"

That said, this rude group laughed happily with vibrancy.

I was really surprised at this.

It came from a big man called this bubble.

And I'm standing on the side of the road, and above all, he wasn't looking forward, focusing on talking to women.

It is obvious to everyone that the bubble is on the bubble side.

Did that thought appear in your expression?

"Hey. What are those rebellious eyes?-Are you going to do this with me?"

He snapped his finger, making a blue line on his forehead.

As a result of thinking about various things,

"……Excuse me"

We decided to apologize without any rebellion.

If you have a problem in such a place, you may not be able to participate in the Kenbu Festival.

I didn't want to disappoint Paula, who bother paying for the participation and still supporting her in the dormitory.

"Huh, can't you say it back? This lost dog!"

Bubbles disappeared into the crowd, leaving abandoned lines.

I sighed big after they completely disappeared.

"Huh ..."

It was a disaster.

There is no mention of being entangled by such a young man.

(... let's switch)

The world is wide.

Some people are kind, like Paula, while others are strange like the bubble.

You don't have to waste time on such strange people.

"Well, the reception is ... over there."

There was a long line in front of the Kenbu Festival venue.

At the top of the sign was a signboard stating "Kenmu Festival Reception".

There will be no doubt at the reception.

I first lined up at the end of the line and waited for my turn.

Then enough later.

"The next one, please."

"Yes"

My turn has finally come.

At the reception, a beautiful blonde woman is registering with a kid.

"Good morning. Are you sure you want to participate in the Kenbu Festival today?"

"Yes, please"

"That's fine, so please give me a thousand gold."

Thanking Paula in my heart, I took out a thousand Gold Banknotes from the wallet of Gama's mouth and handed it to the receptionist.

"Thank you. Can you tell us your name and the school you belong to?"

"It's Allen-Roaddle.

I never thought I'd be heard of the school I belong to.

"You're Allen-Roadle. Well ... what a school?

I was asked twice.

Apparently, the school you belong to (this) seems to have to answer.

"Well, that ... it doesn't belong anywhere ... it's my style ..."

When you answer that it is “your style” while becoming a butt depression,

"Wow ... but it's my style ... wow, it's clever ..."

The receptionist desperately laughed and proceeded with the office work with shaking hands.

Almost every swordsman belongs to a certain school.

The swordsmen who do not belong to the school are limited to those who are good enthusiasts or those who have no ability to enter the school.

It's only natural to be laughing because you're trying to compete in this sword and martial arts festival, which is full of powerful people.

After that, I finished the registration without any trouble and sighed slightly off the line.

(Huh ... I was a little embarrassing ...)

No, it's already gone.

Don't think any more, let's concentrate on the Kenbu Festival.

It must have been about 30 minutes before the festival started.

"Okay, until then do you want to do it?"

Then, I found a suitable vacant lot, and kept quietly swinging my sword alone.

■

Five minutes before the start of the Kenbu Festival.

I was back at the venue to attend the opening ceremony.

The venue of the Kenbu Festival is a large stone stage on a flat, windswept terrain.

It is a very simple thing, with the audience seating around the stage.

Currently, the director of the Kenbutsu Festival explains the rules of the Kenbusai Festival on the stage, and a large number of participating swordsmen are listening quietly around the stage.

The battle format is a one-on-one duel.

If you fall from the stone stage, you will be defeated.

The combination is determined by lottery immediately before the start of the game.

The rules were just this simple.

After all the explanations had been given, the Kenbu Festival began.

"Now we'll decide the first match combination!"

A woman who plays live at the Kenbutsu Festival draws two pieces from a box with a lot of lottery.

"The first match-Bubble = Domingo vs. Allen = Loddle!-Both players should come to the stage immediately!"

"... Is it the best?"

Ideally, it was better to look at the battles of other swordsmen in several battles.

However, there is no help for what has already been decided.

I'm on stage with my opponent Bubble Domingo.

Then

"Hey, if you think of someone, you're the loser of the day before! Pocola, I was surprised! No way I was really at the sword war festival!"

On the stage, a mocked smiling bubble provokes me.

(Bubble is the name, but I guess ... I guess that was the big guy who just came across ...)

Listening to his cheap provocation, a live broadcaster began to read the paper at hand.

"Oh, according to the advance information here, the bubble player's school is that Kongo school! The opponent is crushed with a powerful blow with a large sword as a weapon-a traditional and cool school! One Allen player is ... "Well, how ... Allen seems to be myself!"

At that moment, the venue was heated up.

It was even more obvious-a mockery of me.

"Gyahahahaha! Bubble, good luck with your lottery! I hope you win lightly!"

"Hey shaved! Be careful not to be crushed!"

“ ……. Please show me your proud“ Shinryu ”sword!”

Bubbles next to you are no exception.

"Come on, hey, please excuse me!-It's my own-that kind of small child isn't like a bullying ...

The bubble began to laugh with exaggerated gestures, holding his belly.

I'm disappointed.

Frustrated ... but they haven't said anything wrong.

I certainly got stronger.

But it's in a small box called Gran Swords Academy.

When you actually step outside of this world, you can see that a superior swordsman is like a mountain.

(I'm still far ...)

The world is wide – just knowing it was worth the sword and martial arts festival.

Anyway, I'm going to borrow my chest and try to hit it with my best.

"--Please"

I said so and bowed with Pecoli, waiting for the signal to start the game.

"No matter how rude the opponent is, he has to pay the least courtesy as a person. Otherwise, you'll be the same as your opponent.]-That's what my mother told me.

Then I and Bubble came to the start of the match.

"Are you ready for both? Then the first game-start!"

As soon as the live broadcaster announced the start of the match, I and Bubble pulled out the sword.

I put a sword in front of the navel-take a straight-eyed stance.

On the other hand, the bubble held a large sword in the upper row.

(How many billions of years have passed since that hell, how much my sword has grown ...

You must not be passive for that.

You have to be aggressive and push your swordsmanship forward and forward.

So I decided to take the initiative this time.

I quickly swung the sword from the straight-eyed position.

"Ichi no Sword-Tokage!"

It's a flying slash I've learned over a billion years of training.

Although the power is modest, it is a quick hit, it shoots while keeping the time, and it looks at the opponent's way-it is perfect as a check shot.

(Well ... how come out ...?!?)

Before the approaching slash, the bubble did not show any movement.

(I see ... pulling it to the last minute and trying to avoid it with minimal movement)

It's a rude guy ... it's better than me in battle.

The next moment I thought so.

"--Pagara !?"

The bubble was hit directly by the shadow on the nose pillar and blew lightly off the site.

"……e?"

If I am stiff in an unexpected situation,

"Sho, winner! @ Allen = Lord Lut!"

A live broadcaster announced the match result.

The audience and the large number of swordsmen who received this result caused a great buzz.

"What happened ...?"

"Isn't something incredibly fast black flying for an instant !?"

"Huh !? I didn't see that at all!"

I'm so stunned for a while.

"U, lie ... right?"

Maybe I'm… might be much stronger than I think.