The Man Picked Up By the Gods (Reboot)

Waiting to mislead the three became time, and the woman who was taking care of the child began to take the pronunciation. First, thank the children for their light cleaning participation and assign them jobs one after the other.

I started cleaning with the other kids, but there's no magic and scavengers this time. Though it was definitely faster to use it, I wondered if I would ask Scavenger to do it because the kids around me were trying so hard to clean it but it was efficient, and I usually cleaned it with cleaning tools.

As a result, the cleaning of the large church took until after noon, and it would have been time for sweets if they had been matched around, such as eating sandwiches handed out as lunch. He seemed pretty excited, and Rick's restless.

Is the treat you get that delicious?

"Yes, thank you for your help today"

"Welcome, thank you"

I see...... what was handed out was a small bag tied to my mouth with a ribbon. There are four cookies inside. All the children seemed to eat it on this occasion, so I tried it too, and it did taste good with a little bit of baked confectionery aroma, modest sweetness, and fruity jam-like stuff on it.

And after eating sandwiches and cookies, each of the kids creates a group and starts playing in the garden, or looks at the church entrance and waits for something.

... I know the kids playing, but what are the kids waiting for?

Thor, Rick and Leni are in a group waiting for something too. Do you want to hear it?

"All three, what are you doing?

"Waiting for Grandma!

Rick was the first to answer, but that's all I know about waiting for people.

"When you're done cleaning, you'll always have an uncle who can teach you how to fight swords and stuff."

"How to fight?

According to Thor, there will always be a man from the former adventurer by the time the cleaning is done. Not only does the person make a donation to the church, but when the orphans living in the church are old enough to have to grow up and leave the church, they teach them how to fight for free so that they can be firmly independent...... I mean volunteer.

And one of these days, he said he could learn how to fight for free, and on cleanup day, a boy who admires adventurers started attending training with him. To the extent that training is inexorable for my age, from me or someone who works as an adventurer, I think I'll probably soak it up, but that won't help.

"I know Rick, but Tor and Leni are in training too?

Rick doesn't feel uncomfortable wanting to take part in the training because he's a white arm. But Tor doesn't have that image. Are you admiring adventurers because they're boys?

"You don't mean girls shouldn't fight, do you? I don't know if I'll ever get caught up in some weird guy in the future. And we have to take care of Rick."

"My mother told me I was working out a little bit... and I'm not going to be so lazy."

"Because my personality is nayonayo! If you train, you'll be more like this, more manly!

"Ugh, yeah......"

I see... or Thor, aren't you laid on your ass?

When I think about it, the kids around me get noisy.

"Coming!

"Grandma!"

"Scary uncle in the face, here he comes!

When I looked at the entrance, a man with a scary face was definitely coming this way.

"Hey! Who's the guy who just got scared in the face! I don't need a word!

"Ah..."

The man who shouted was Mr. Wogan, guild master of the Adventurers Guild. The kids around me aren't scared to hear out loud if they're used to it, but some of them rather go stick to their bodies. His eyes suddenly turned to me when he was dealing with those kids.

"Whoa, that's Lyoma! Why are you here?

"I heard about the church cleaning day if the store was off today and I was somehow wandering around the city, and I tried to join in. I thought it would be better to participate in these opportunities to interact with people in the area."

"That's a good thing.... Yes, if you still have time, can you help me out a little?

"Help?"

"Oops, a little overhearing..."

"... I see"

I decided to listen and help. I keep 20 scavengers out of the Dimension Home while the kids who are trained in the square encourage running and basic training.

"All right! We're gonna have more practical training today than usual! Lyoma, please!

Copy that.

Take the scavengers to the children. The kids are amazed at the 20 slimes I have. Seems like this is the first time I've actually trained with a warcraft, albeit a slime.

"Everybody try to deal with these slimes today."

"Injuries are healed by healing magic, so don't hesitate."

I think it's the kids who get hurt.

In addition to previous training, scavengers have physical and physical attack resistance skills. The target's prey is a wooden sword. What's more, it's the child's arm strength that shakes it. Slime never gets hurt first.

Just in case the slimes focus on dodging, and the kids are safe because the condition is that the attack only hits the body. I think I can fall and scratch because I've been struck with precision and I'm disfigured.

"Lyoma, okay!?

Answering no problem, Rick said he wanted to be the first to hear it.

Turning a blind eye to Mr. Wogan, it seems good. Let me try.

"Let's go -!

Rick sets up a wooden sword for his child's training when he declares to put himself in the mood. The two were relative from the front as the other children watched the situation seriously.

……

Scavenger waits still for the attack without going from himself to the attack. Seeing how it was, Rick set his aim on the immobile slime, swinging his sword down from the upper section.

But I just learned some moulding swords. Still a big swing, lots of gaps and slow. I can't help but say I have no choice but to be Rick's age... naturally I can avoid scavengers.

Is that what he regretted? Rick started attacking one after the other, and gradually the swordsmanship mould broke down and he just swung his sword. As long as it lasted for a few minutes, I began to get gradually tired, and shortly after I shook up my sword, a slime hit my body beautifully in my empty torso.

There didn't seem to be any pain, but Rick punches his butt cake in a light pounding sensation.

"That's it! Rick, you're still small, and you're not fully trained. You don't have to rush to lose. But be careful now that blood rises on your head because you've been avoided from attacking. Except for the first time, your mould is full of tears and gaps. Think carefully about every move you make."

Rick nodded remorsefully and went into the children watching the game.

Then all students fight in front of everyone one at a time, and Mr. Wogan points them out.

"All right! Then try another round thinking about what I taught you!

Separate places and slimes to practice simultaneously. Students who have been pointed out to be partially weak in punching are asked to practice punching there by providing sturdy irons and metal.

I look around in the meantime to see how things are going and recover magic. Mr. Wogan coaches individually as he looks around. Such training lasted until evening and ended before it began to darken.

"Grandma by Bahi!

"Take care and go home. Yikes!

Dropping off the kids on their way home, me and Mr. Wogan finally took a breather. All I've done is look around, but there's an unusual tension about when a child might get an unexpected injury. Glad it ended without an accident.

"Good luck"

"Ooh, you're tired. Thanks for your help today."

"I was free today, too. Though it's good that I wanted to take a break, when I had to, I couldn't afford it, so it was just fine."

"Really? Then if you have time again, go along with the kids' training. Your slime will be a good training match for them. Whatever. You can get me a rookie teaching job at the Adventurers Guild, okay?

"It's..."

I wish I was an enemy, but I can't respond when I become an instructor. I have educated many times with my men at work, but I never taught people combat skills. I can never say that I'm very good at teaching myself, even at my work with experience.

I don't think teaching works for me either. But the person to teach is a rookie adventurer. You should assume that you will be risking your life on that move. Biological laws are the source of major injuries. If you want to do it, you should let them learn it under a master who has learned and gained experience in how to instruct properly.

Besides, if I were to teach you moves, the first thing that comes to mind is how my father does them.

Practise it basically instantly once you've taught your moves. It's a repeat of the combiner, but the attack hits. Pursuit if you fall. Further pursuit if you don't wake up. Pursue until you wake up. No inching or interruption whatsoever. Anyway, it was my father's way not to stop (...).

Attacked or fallen, there is no way the enemy will wait for us.

I believe that the very idea is correct. But if I imitate that, I could mass-produce an injured person... which I've never done much good with.

"Really?

"There was only one opponent. Master, you don't need any help or anything, do you?

There will be many disciples, both in previous life and in this world. But where is the guy who handles the norm? I think it would be the same if I were there. And if it's in action, you don't have to give it a break.

"That's right, but you've had a little fight or something with your friends. And you were attacked and caught."

"You shouldn't use moves lightly to the extent of a fight. We should try a dialogue first."

"What is that clever answer? You're right."

"If you're a raid or a bandit, no questions asked, but no help. You can always aim at your hands and feet with your bare hands. I've learned that it's harder to kill an opponent if you attack with all your might than a torso with a head or major organ!

"... No, you, you were breaking bones. Otherwise it will be stubbornly solidified with medicine or slime fluid."

If you can just use your powers, you hardly need any help. Therefore, it is the teaching of generations that power can be either 0 or 100. I'm not saying I've never had a hands-on experience, but I was mostly passive about fighting in my previous life, etc. I've never felt that was a problem in a society where rambling would be far more troublesome.

It's just the harm... When I started teaching Slime moves, there were a lot of accidental deaths in training. And he also failed the other day when he hired Mr. Dolce as a store escort.

"Good luck"

As I was choosing words and speaking, two of the nuns brought drinks.

"Thank you again for today, Mr. Wogan"

"Thank you too, Lyoma. Thank you."

"Thank you"

Let me thank you.

Then we talked a little bit, and the woman who made my status board, Mr. Betta. I found out the girl was named Mr. Bell. Surprisingly, they manage this large church for just two people. To manage the building, you should have also taken away children without parents...

"Aren't you understaffed?

"It's not easy, but this is also training as a nun"

"Thank you for your concern. We have children who think the same way and adults in the city to support us."

and was appealed that there was no problem.

It should be noted that not only did I ask, but I also asked questions from the other side.

"Is it difficult to keep slime?

"Should I still master obedience magic first?

Hi these two, they want to keep some slime in church. It's all about slime.

I answered politely for now, but at the end of the day, why do you want to keep a slime? When I hear...

"I was watching today, and I thought the slime was adorable"

"I was wondering if it would be good for our children's emotional education if we could keep them safe with witchcraft."

Is that good?!? Slime into passion education... like the rabbit I had in elementary school? Or is there an idea of emotional education in this world?... They haven't made a full decision yet for now, but the two say they might take it in in the future.

"See you then if you decide. I'll talk to you whenever you want."

"May I say hello? Thank you."

The story was separated for the first time. The sky is getting darker and darker, and it's time for some free time.

Tell him so and leave the church behind.

That way home. Looking back at the day, it's a slightly different day than before.

Church cleaning activities...... I think it was uncomfortably accepted by everyone.

I have become more and more familiar with being a part of the city by participating in regional events.

... Let's do our best tomorrow.