The Road to One Day Be the Strongest

Yah!! TOWOOOOOOOO!! The clashing, tall sounds of wooden swords echo along with the ringing, and I hear blunt, small screams in between as to whether a few people have morrowed their wooden swords.

Right now, I'm interrupting the sword club as' Shill-Blood 'and I can't do a big deal, but for now, I was mixed up in their practice with the psychic apparatus disarmed.

Because, Grace said,

"The only time to activate a spirit vessel is during daily life, self-training, and training with the eagles. Even if you use a psychic device now, the students won't be dealing with you."

It was a matter of overestimation.

Well, for that reason, maybe the time will come for 'Shill-Blood' to come in handy ahead, and I'm dealing with him with full power to show him the pure 'strength of Shills'.

─ ─ Of, but if you're dealing with them, why are you thinking so slowly?

I glance forward as I slap my shoulder with a pom and a wooden sword.

There was a tenuous theoretical bastard trying to get up with his wooden sword like a cane and his puffy, trembling feet - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - There was a mezzama figure, swelling his face into a spill for some reason (...).

He's been here many times. You've been unilaterally bumped up there in the constant darkness, and for better or worse, you're not stopping school. I don't know why, but I looked up--well, whether you like it or not.

"How about it's time to give up? If you do any more, it's gonna be life-threatening, right?

My retaliation against him is over. [M]

That's why I didn't mean to hurt him for any more reason, and I attacked him in the face simply because I thought that this personality gelotysk would give up worrying about his appearance if his face started swelling.

─ ─ Well, my predictions didn't quite come off.

When I stood up and looked under my mask at Mezzama with my sword over me, she opened her mouth to me for the first time, whether she had noticed or not.

"I don't have...... ha, I hate you from the bottom of my heart, I have shit to kill! If you can't kill that bastard, I'll throw my shame and my life away! Especially Temehe, because somehow the shadow of that bastard flickers and annoys me! Then I guess there's no other way to kill him!

I see, is that why you peeled off into good shape and became a 'revenger'? Better than the previous Ese Justice Man, but you kind of feel like you've turned into a free chimp the other way around. Words do not feel life is in danger on the back.

I said, "Tio yaaaa!!" He waves a wooden sword down the mezzama's skull, poking at him with a disgusting hanging voice, and is remorseful to see him pass out in good shape.

"Assuming there are two points before, did you just say five points for today's scissors?"

─ ─ ─ Of course, I'm talking about a hundred-point score.

That's what I told him, and I'm headed to my next opponent.

During the break, I was invited by Max and stopped by the corner of the training ground.

Then when Max and I came, he suddenly tapped Don and my right arm lightly, and I leaned my neck unexpectedly.

"Uh, what. I'm a goosebump monster enough not to spill skin from a guy or anything. You're in your system."

"Are you stupid or what? I thought I was surprised you suddenly showed up without any contact, you, that's not the god arm of Nuaza. First of all, it's not like that little weapon because of its hardness."

Nuaza's divine arm is a small weapon. Isn't it hard for Max to say either?

I try to gently move Max's right arm, even though I think about it in my heart. [M]

Even so, the rationale for this arm is simple.

"The bones and muscles in the contents are compensated by shadows, and only one piece of skin on the surface is represented by transformative skills. It's still tough to keep the chaotically hit area back, even though it's just the skin, but, well, you're never gonna find out."

What is more, the skin has been coloured, and the current outfit is a direct skin invisible outfit called gloves on the long sleeves. It's summer now, by the way, but the heat is still the same in this outfit thanks to God's cloth.

Then Max opened his eyes a little when he heard my words.

"You say that so easily, but even if there was no effect of chaos, you wouldn't be able to do such a monstrous craftsman, a normal guy, would you?

"...... Huh? Really?

"I know it was before, but I don't want a monster like you and us general pee-pea-pea-pea-pea together."

Personally, I'm more concerned about where I learned the word 'general pee-pea'. Well, I think it's Hachikuura-cho. Same class.

─ ─ ─ Even so, is Urachi and Max close? I haven't seen him talk much though.

And thinking about that, Mr. Smeragi walked over here wiping his sweat wondering what we were talking about.

"What is it, Lord Sil, Lord Max? I haven't heard from Master Ginn, but did you two know each other?

I kind of looked at Mr. Smeragi and said, "Hey, who is this guy?" Though I manage to twist my words.

"Yes, Lord Max and I have known each other for a long time, and once before, we have really worked together. I don't know how strong he is right now, but I think my forecast would be a good match for you, Lord Smeragi, right?

Moment after moment, Mr. Smeragi's eyes became so thin.

That, something bad I said, made me sweat cold without thinking, but that gaze was toward Max, and if you look closely, it was that of the beast that found its prey.

Max noticed that too: 'I've been trying not to do this for real before! The gaze of condemnation, like', pierced my body and made me feel a little sorry for myself.

No, because in me I deal with the 'normal' Smeragi, when I deal with the current 'normal' Smeragi, it just makes me a little different on my own.

If you're still usually talking to me right now, you're like, 'Oh really?!? I see......, I still don't speak sophisticated either!' Or so I should say.

- What about the status quo?

"I see, I was somewhat uncomfortable practicing with Lord Max, but as Lord Sil put it (...), I thought - no, I kind of wanted to ask you to do it now, didn't I?

When I heard that, Max and I were freaked out.

Cold eyes not laughing at all behind those thin open eyelids, even though they are smiling.

The right hand is stretching to the wooden knife at the waist, which is kind of a joke-free momentum that is going to hit me right now.

That or he hurt my pride, or something like that.

I'm not sure because I don't have that much pride, but I did say to the miscellaneous fish, "Ah? I can imagine beating him up on the day he said," You deserve to lose because I've been doing this before. "

─ ─ Ha, this could have been forbidden to Mr. Smeragi.

When I sigh inside, I jump forward to Mr. Smeragi, who has begun to take his place. [M]

Mr. Smeragi gave me a strange look, Max said he was helpful, and his surrounding gaze began to gather on me.

In such subtle silence, I told Mr. Smeraggi:

"Let me tell you what Lord Ginn thinks of you. Instead, could you compete with my seniors instead of Lord Max?

There was no bare gesture to get lost, and Mr. Smeragi nodded.

There began to be some tingling tension around me, and I stood in front of her with a bloody metal stick in one hand.

She doesn't realize it herself, but I'm fighting her for the second time.

The first time was a sequential battle.

To be honest, I really wanted to fight someone who would take the fight that seriously, but I couldn't do that back then - technically.

─ ─ But not now.

Mr. Smeragi is already in a state of war in front of me, and his eyes are pointed straight at me. It also seems kind of clear to the back of my mind that I'm doing this.

So much concentration and obviously more pressure than before.

─ ─ I see, this guy is also this guy, growing up at a hell of a rate, so...

"Khuhuhuhu, its strength at that age. I'm afraid they'll overtake me in a few years."

"Just kidding. With all due respect, Mr. Ginn, Mr. Grace, and Mr. Kanekura are just as ignorant of the bottom (...). I don't think you can catch up with them that way."

No, my growth rate is approximate, but I wonder if Mr. Smeraggi's growth in this short period of time is honest, too? Earlier I said 'Max and a good fight', but it's getting stronger enough to want to withdraw the foreword.

─ ─ Well, so I'm talking about what.

I said, "Really?" When he set up the stick, he immediately told Mr. Smeragi, with his hands on the knife.

"You know how he feels before you fight, or you know how he feels after you lose, one for two choices. Now, which do you choose?

Moments, I release magic from my body, jumping and fogging the pressure emanating from Smeragi.

The words and the intimidation emanating from me unwittingly peeled her eyes and a cold sweat conveyed her cheeks.

"Heh, heh......, don't you have the option of winning that right?

"Khoo, that's an interesting joke"

When I say so confidently, she finally feels motivated, too, to shut her mouth and stare at this one.

There is the figure of Mr. Smeragi, who has "serious" eyes, just like when he was once relative, and he still has to be like this, and one person inside.

I bought the referee and turned my gaze to Max once, and again to Mr. Smeraggi.

"Bye! Let the game begin!

That's how another battle between me and her began.