The Man Picked Up By the Gods (Reboot)

Shortly after the dragon horse finishes shooting through the five targets, Elia gets excited and makes a noise. But the other four had lost words to the dragon horse's skill.

"It's amazing! Right!? Father!"

"Oh, oh..."

"I thought a bow was a closer aim, but you shoot so fast."

Sebastian and Rheinbach make a slight haste to correct the mistake in that area aria's words.

"No, ma'am. That was due to Lyoma-like skill, and ordinary bowmen don't shoot that fast. If you don't think about hitting it, it might be possible for someone who's used to a bow..."

"Neighborhood, Lyoma, we can't take you for a reference. It's impossible for someone who can fire an arrow at that speed and put it all at the center of the target. Perhaps the National Army can do the same."

"Is it true? Mr. Lyoma is amazing!

"It's amazing indeed..."

"We seem to have underestimated your strength, Lyoma."

I am not aware of dragon horses, but I went through the actual battle of training from previous life and hunting since I came to this world, and the bow's skill had already become one of the best in the country. Again, I don't have the power of God but magic. Therefore this is the pure strength of a dragon horse.

Finished the test of immobility, and next, the test of crane shooting. The dragon horse stands in a designated position and holds a bow, but because the wall in which the target emerges is opposite to the direction in which the area arias are located, as with the examiner standing behind the dragon horse, the dragon horse's expression was not visible.

Increase concentration to the extreme, no tension, no rush, but nothing that said excitement or intent. Peace itself, but the eyes that killed the emotions were straight forward.

The dragon horse is young in his present appearance, but a man who has worked out for nearly 40 years since his childhood in his previous life. The concentration acquired as a result was often wasted in everyday life, but it was treasured when simple tasks were even repeated.

Only in that respect did even my colleagues and bosses usually admit that dragon horses were poorly handled, and I applauded the treatment of dragon horses as a convenient work machine. But that didn't run out of all the dragon horse's natural concentration.

The place where dragon horses can most exert their power is martial arts, which they have been accustomed to since childhood. The dragon horse sees the same mould every day, impregnates the moves into the body, and moves the body to flow naturally and breathe. The body already moves freely, giving out all of its moves without anything to hold it back in the mind. That was the true power of the dragon horse, and the talent the dragon horse had from his previous life.

You are not allowed to go around, restrain yourself, wield the strength and moves you have worked out, and if you wield them to someone, you will leave frightened around you. Earth's law, common sense, and such things are no longer relevant to dragon horses now that they have crossed over into different worlds. Now that I had escaped the fence of my previous life, there was nothing here to dampen the power of the dragon horse.

The examiner's whistle sounds and the target flies out of the right column. A dragon horse releases an arrow at the destination of the target, and the target is ejected and falls to the ground. The next target jumps out of the left pillar. Once again, the dragon horse releases an arrow to the target destination, and the target falls to the ground.

Whatever the difference between the target exiting from the right or the left, the dragon horse does not change. With the moves gained in long training, he cuts off the orbit of the flying target and just punches an arrow into the tube. That repeat.

Staged and targeted ejection speeds and intervals change, increasing difficulty. But dragon horses also cope. When multiple targets exit at the same time, first shoot through one, then quickly pull the next arrow out of the arrow barrel before it disappears into the hole on the other side.

At the end of the day, the target was four at the same time, but the dragon horse caught an arrow across all of his finger's crotches and pulled an arrow out of four arrows at a time, shooting everything in one breath, and shooting through all the targets accurately, a test end whistle was blown.

~ Side Dragon Horse ~

Phew......!!

"Huh! 'Earth Needle'!

The whistle at the end of the exam rang, and a knife flew from behind me where I lowered my bow and took a breather. I take it reflexively pinched with my fingers and throw it back at the examiner's man.

The man knocks it off with a sword pulled out of his hips. In that gap, I throw away the bow at hand, and at the same time use the dirt attack magic 'Earth Needle', which produces a pointed stone stick straight ahead of me from right in front of me, kicking and snapping my roots and standing as an impromptu spear.

"Stop! I'm sorry, I'm sorry, this is the end of the exam. First order, second order, third order and you're passing, so get the fuck out of that mess."

I don't feel hostile to a man who says so. Apparently, the throwing knife now was also part of the exam. I break my impromptu spear with a 'breaklock' while I'm on guard.

"I'm sorry. Now the knife is doing it with a little warning when I test the bowman. There are a lot of guys who just focus and neglect to pay attention.

This is the woods, and if my knife was a Warcraft attack, he'd be dead. Most guys say back or look unhappy that this is an exam, and other than that, they've convinced and appreciated it... there were some people who avoided it too much, but you're the first one who's fought back. You don't complain about bow arms, and you don't put limits on them. Pick your job if you're ranked right. "

If you look closely at the knife that got knocked down, the tip is round and the blade is not on. Apparently, it was really part of the exam... a crappy grill on this guy, so I take my guard off and thank him.

"Okay. Thank you."

"Whoa, I'm counting on this. Don't push yourself. I'm an Adventurer Guild, Guildmaster of the Gimle Branch. It's Wargan, nice to meet you."

You were this man guild master!?

"Best wishes. You were an Alliance Master."

"Oh? That's you."

The Alliance Master said this by looking at Chirali and the five escorts on the side.

"I don't know why, but I don't know if I can leave it to the bad guys who have all the Duke people with me."

Certainly... an argument.

"Yes, you are."

"Why are you really escorted to the Duke's house?"

"I stumbled upon your Lord Reinhardt during my hunt in the woods, and two weeks later he invited me on a journey, so I followed him"

"What kind of situation is that?"

"Excuse me while I talk to you. Looks like you've finished your exam, can you tell me how it turned out?

It was Mr. Sebastian who broke into our story. If you look closely, the lady seems nervous, too, waiting for the results to be announced.

"Excuse me. He decides not to complain about passing or restricting orders. Because there doesn't seem to be a problem with strength."

"Really? Congratulations, Master Lyoma"

"Congratulations, Mr. Lyoma!

The lady rushes over, takes my arm, and circles around dancing. Don't let the lady express her joy all over her body...... but I'd be happy too if she was happy with this.

"Ma'am, please let Lady Lyoma go. Because we still have procedures for Mr. Lyoma."

"Ha! You did..."

"Thank you, Mr. Sebastian"

Then I went to a separate room... or the Guildmaster's office and I signed up for the Adventurer Alliance.

"Well, as I said earlier, Lyoma. It is stated on this guild card that there will be no restrictions on you. Now you can take whatever you want with your rank, but for that matter, be careful and go to work."

"Yes, I'll do my best"

"Powerfully, I can make you start with about the E-rank, because it stands out when I'm getting an E-rank job at your age... and all of a sudden if I do too much, I might buy some objection from the guys around me. Show me your strength by doing the trick from G"

"Thank you for your concern"

When I bow my head, Mr. Wogan waves one hand and stops.

"Uh, don't. Don't, you don't have to use polite language on me. It's hard. Even so, you, who taught you to bow? Elves?"

"He's my grandfather, but he's a dwarf, not an elf."

"Dwarves... Dwarves that use bows are rare, but they're a clever species. Even if there aren't as many elves, are there bow masters... okay. That's the end of the registration, and then you take this guy."

The Alliance Master gives me one envelope.

"What is it? This."

"It's a reference to a blacksmith I know. You can also use a spear from the way you acted after you played my knife, right? I've got a lot going on over there, so look for the right weapon there. I don't even specialize in protective equipment, but I have a monkey inside. Better than buying in a bad store"

I honestly appreciate this.

"Thank you. I'll let you go when I need a new weapon."

I'm leaving the Alliance Master's room to thank you.

And it was getting dark today, so I went home to the inn with five people waiting in separate rooms, where I remembered one thing.

"Yes, Mr. Sebastian, will you get stone for the statue in this inn as well?

"Yeah, you'll get it. Will it be made again?

"Actually, I've never prayed at all before in today's baptism. I was receiving protection from God... trying to make a statue of him"

"I see... if you don't mind, can you tell me whose protection it is?

"Yes, the blessing of the liquor god Tekun, and it's on the status board"

"Is it Master Tekun, the god of alcohol...... it is rare that man is given protection, Master Tekun is revealed to be the god of alcohol, as well as the god of skill and craftsmanship. Because it's basically the god Dwarf worships. Do you have any idea?

"My grandfather, who picked me up, was a dwarf. And a little blacksmith work with my grandfather's help."

Mr. Sebastian seems so convinced by the excuse he made for talking to the Guys and making up his mind.

"I see that must be the reason. Perhaps somehow by that time, Master Lyoma was liked by Master Tekun. But I'm a little curious as to why it's not the protection of the engineer god..."

"The protection of the engineer god, is it?

"There are two kinds of protections that Tekun gives: the protection of the engineer god and the protection of the liquor god, and the effect of the protection is different. I hear that the protection of the technologist god will speed up improvements such as blacksmiths and be able to produce good works. He says that God's protection of alcohol doesn't intoxicate him no matter how much he drinks, and he doesn't get hungover. Then you go around with good liquor, and you get more chances. I envy this, but it's a particularly well-known and problem-free addition."

"Really?"

"We talked about it, but if you want to make a statue of Master Tekun, this stone would be better."

That's what Mr. Sebastian took out of the item box was the stone I made out of landslide dust.

"This..."

"This is the stone made by Master Lyoma. The city would need money, and it was constant and massive in size, so we brought it so that we could sell it in the city to supplement Mr. Lyoma's living funds. Lord Lyoma didn't want to be assisted by me or the museum."

"Thank you for taking the time"

"No. So it's about the stone statue, but they say Master Tekun hates lavish objects for nothing. It is said that the statue of Master Tekun is best made with care and sophistication. And then they say it's a good idea to serve alcohol in front of the stone statue. You can buy Tekun paintings just like stone, and you can buy alcohol because it's an inn."

"Well, I'd like to buy that"

I went to Mr. Sebastian and the innkeeper, and when I told him about it, I was told earlier that a rarely available fine drink called Kelomi's Tears had arrived.

I only bought three bottles for the offering because I don't know the value of the liquor, but Mr. Sebastian changed the color of his eyes and bought two in barrels. He said that everything was liquor from Mr. Reinbach's favorite brand, but it's very difficult to get because he can only make a limited amount a year.

Besides, thanks to Master Lyoma's protection, he has thanked me with an awesome smile. Don't you like Mr. Sebastian as well as Master Reinbach...?

After that, I went back to my room, made a stone statue and served alcohol, then ate and cleaner slime bath and went to bed. Thus ended my day in the city of Gimru.