It was a beautiful day to log in.
Exactly. Doesn't the operation rain?
Make a big stretch on the bed to see how your body feels.
Is it a martial arts tournament today?
Gear up, grab the luggage that was ready during yesterday, and leave the master's house.
Is the time 6: 00 am?
Let's sell yesterday's prey in the village of Leggias and finish breakfast.
Summoning is Helix, Obsidian moving priority formation for the rest of the month.
Shall we move quickly?
The situation in the village of Leguias was clearly strange.
Although the number of players is not even halved, it is clearly less.
Don't be afraid of the Games.
"Good Morning"
"" "Good morning!
Looks like Mr. Fina's place is almost full today.
There are also appearances of Rick and Len-Len taking care of their martial arts in the attic.
"Oh? Keith starts qualifying for the tournament today, right?
"Right. After breakfast, we'll head to the town of Remt."
Mr. Fina was getting breakfast from Mio instead of me.
I'm just afraid.
The morning menu was horse meat dishes.
It's obviously a hefty class.
[Food Item] Flavored Horsemeat Sandwich +35% Full Quality C + Rarity 2 Weight 0 +
A dish where sliced horse meat is marinated in fish soy, vinegar and herbs and pinched in bread.
Very stomachy.
Something I've eaten before, but I feel empowered.
Together with vegetable soup, the fullness increased by more than 40%.
"Previous Behavioral Experience has Level Up [Appraisal]!
Hmm.
Does the appraisal level up on top of delicious?
So it's delicious twice.
When I finish my meal, I line up yesterday's prey on my desk.
Lots of logs but also lots of mushrooms.
Plus, it's a little bit of limestone.
"From today on, we're going to take turns in the back of the woods. Saki's gonna be in the workshop."
Mr. Fina talks to me as she calculates.
"Finally?"
"Yeah. I've got all the riddle tips, but it's going to level up for a while."
"Are you dealing with mushrooms and brunch golems"
"Right. It's probably a boss battle in a row with that one, right? Looks like a long way to go."
"Good luck with that."
"Of course. Speaking of which, this limestone, if you go to the end of that forest, you can pick it up, right?
"Yes."
"That's a strong Summoner."
Strong, to be precise, is the Summoning Monster, though.
That place would still be a struggle without Jericho.
They settled it, but it didn't make a lot of money.
Well, you can't just mushrooms on logs.
Rather, it makes sense that I've gotten lighter.
"Then I'm going to the tournament"
Good luck with that.
"I might be there for you when you're in the real race!
Mio says so, but it was a bitter laugh.
We need five straight fights to make it to the main race.
I wonder what the odds are with a 50% winning outlook.
I resigned from the spot after leaving a thank you.
We arrived in the town of Remt just before 8am.
Exactly. The neighborhood is crowded.
The entrance and exit for the audience are crowded and out of sight.
Too many NPCs.
Was there such a person?
When I go to the reception entrance for the contestants while looking at the map I was getting from Operational Info, it's a crowd of sorts.
They're throwing their gaze at each other like they deserve it.
I kind of miss this vibe too.
"You're Mr. Keith. There is still time between games. You're free to go outside, but be sure to stay in the booth before the game."
I receive [identification] from officials I have seen in the Adventurer Guild, and then I also receive attention.
I still seem to have come too soon.
"Will you be in the audience if you want to see the qualifying game as well?
"Athletes have free access to the match venue. You won't have a problem with what you're seeing in the corner."
"Thank you"
Another official passes you to the depot.
It was a shooting range when I thought it was a room like I saw it.
This is where I used to make chairs the other day.
I'm just a little relieved for some reason.
It's just a place I know.
Check your gear in the corner of the armoury.
The main one is Kaya's rod.
Let's use Tonfer as a sub.
I decided to carry both of them so that I could hide them with a shield, which is a ghost guard gear.
Keep the concealed nails in the small compartment of the belt.
The battle venue was filled with people.
Green markers indicating players are, of course, filled with yellow markers indicating NPCs.
I'm about to hallucinate right in front of you.
Hmm?
I saw a grey marker for a moment.
The person was in the audience.
I stare, but there is too much distance and all I know is that the marker is grey.
I'm pretty sure he looks like he's wearing some kind of disguise in the distance.
Four NPC guards were seen moving through the audience.
That grey marker slowly begins to move.
The guards move to surround them all at once.
Their wheels narrowed to where the character of the grey marker had been until earlier.
The grey marker had already disappeared from my eyes.
Did you lose your sight?
Apparently, there are NPCs patrolling to control suspicious people, such as people in disguise.
The guards are in trouble, too.
Oh, there's another grey marker in the audience somewhere else.
Now they noticed the NPC guards early on, and they disappeared from the audience early.
I wonder what it is.
It's just funny to watch.
I have an NPC guard in my heart to support.
The opening ceremony had started at some point.
The chase is also quietly unfolding in the audience while the guild chief reads out some opening declaration on the chick stage.
What if it's more interesting that way?
Oops.
The match began as soon as the opening declaration was completed.
I want to watch other player games as well.
The new squad yard had set an eight-sided playing field.
It just doesn't make sense to look through all the games at once, and there's no place to look that far.
We decided to watch the game with our walls behind our backs where we could look over the two playing fields.
Warriors on the other hand.
On the other hand, it was from a match between wizards.
A lookout.
This is true when you describe in general terms the art of learning what can also come to fruition from the way others fight.
Blah, blah, blah, blah. It also means stealing someone else's moves.
That's not pointless, even in a match of people with something they don't have and can't do.
As a virtual enemy, how would you fight for yourself?
It's important to be able to imagine.
I was really excited to see what games would unfold.
"You're Mr. Keith. The game is about to start, so please wait here."
The official who would be running the operation called me that and moved to my first match venue.
I wanted to see the game I was watching until the end because it seemed interesting too, but I followed it quietly here.
Qualifying matches have a few things in common.
I'm pretty sure we're deliberately bumping players with similar tendencies against each other.
There was such a sentence in the guide to the martial arts tournament, but this made it fun to watch the game.
Compete for each other's strengths.
That's kind of a battle streak.
Fighting between warriors, who also looked particularly heavily armed, was a heat battle that used up to 10 minutes of game time.
That would happen if each other's strengths were the same.
Many things come to see.
If power is equivalent, it is self-evident that you should lose if you make mistakes.
It's close to impossible to get rid of mistakes at all.
I'd rather make a bigger mistake than lose.
This qualifying round seemed to bring with it such character.
The time was 9: 20 and it wasn't 9: 30 of the scheduled time for the game, but my turn came around.
You will be prompted to touch the crystal just before the match begins.
I tried to [appraise] the crystal but couldn't spot it.
Sounds like a pretty superior magic item.
Touch to make the MP bar fully fast.
Oh, my God, that's amazing.
Oops.
I don't have time to be surprised.
There was a player on the diagonal side of the playing field who looked like my match opponent.
He dresses as a typical wizard.
He was the one I expected.
Some of the earlier matches were also organized between wizards.
My profession is Summoner.
I could easily imagine putting it in the wizard category.
Even so, it can only be seen that the other person is a wizard.
You have no idea what attribute magic you're good at.
In fact, this is what it's like to [identify] a match opponent.
???? Lv.7
Sorcerer on standby
I don't know the name of the player. Sounds like a specification.
That's good.
I'm not playing a game with my name.
That's just level 7 and high.
I don't know what kind of person I'm dealing with.
I don't know what means you're going to use.
Such an opponent is scary.
But I can tell you the same thing over there.
I have one thing in mind.
How it works betraying the other person's imagination.
That's all I did.
each other.
Rituals.
"Begin!"
The centrally stood referee left the playing field when he declared so.
Quickly, the opponent begins a spell chant.
"Meditate!" "Brace!
Continuous use of wand martial arts in anticipation of heavy damage.
Some hands don't use it because they don't need a spell chant.
Select and execute the spell immediately.
I was already dashing at them.
The starting position is at the end and end of the diagonal line on a 40m square game field.
No matter how hasty, the spell is one shot, and eating is ready.
My conclusions are perfectly natural.
Summoning magic is level 7 and high, but it is sealed.
Then I have a lot of spells to use, but it's the best and it's level 4 stop.
It is unfavourable in spell shooting.
Then you don't have to make it a spell shootout.
"Mental Enchant Light!"
"Fire Shoot!
The opponent's attack spell flies.
Before that, I had managed to succeed in raising the bottom of my mental strength.
My upper body is engulfed in flames.
It's hot, Oi!
How dare you.
How dare you?
Anger ravages me, but I manage to calm it down.
Next move.
'Huh?'
They didn't seem to have read my behavior all at once, packing the distance.
I am chanting a spell with a wand with a tumour-like tip, but I could see the colour of the wolf in its eyes.
Raid Kaya's rod on the lower level.
Can you make it?
I jumped up the tip of the rod and aimed at my throat.
"Huh!"
The chant ends.
The chant of the spell seems to have been interrupted by my blow.
Then I'll beat him up with a rod, but the blow was taken with a cane.
But the attack was also suppressed.
Fate is the next kick you let go.
Get in decent. The opponent breaks down.
The person who shows his stunned face.
The gaze was floating in the universe.
Opportunity.
Let go of the rod and turn to the side.
I threw my arm around my torso.
Back throw.
When you horseback riding at the person you roll with, you punch him with your fists of both hands,
Pale.
Keep letting every blow reliably go in your face.
The opponent, who had let go of his wand, also showed a bare gesture of trying to use a subwebpon once.
I can't stand a fist streak and try to guard my face with both hands.
Guard?
I won't let anything happen where I can.
If you're going to guard your face, just punch him around the back of your ear.
It would be nice to shoot into the temple.
Then he guards me to hold my head this time.
Hmm.
Shall I not hesitate to let you shoot your fist into your nose?
"Gah!"
I keep getting the hang of it and the fist.
That went on until their faces were colored with despair.
A spell?
I'll fist you in the jaw every time I try to chant.
Chanting seems to fumble relatively easily.
No problem.
I think this wizard stuck well.
In the end, he continued to hit unilaterally until the HP bar was over 90% of the time to be a defeat decision.
The end of the match was to be informed in the form of a buzzer and an info.
Game over! Please stop the fight!
When you get up and go back to the corner of the playing field where you started the game, you will be thankful for the diagonal.
For once, the wizard, who was the opponent, stands on his own foot in the other corner.
He was thanking me back after I thanked him.
Hmm.
If you're a martial artist, this should happen.
"We have entered the second round of qualifying! WWII will be tomorrow morning at 10: 30 a.m. on the A-side of the new squad."
Is World War II tomorrow?
It's true that the first round of the qualifying round has a lot of games.
There's a lot of time until the next game.
On his way back from the match venue to the modem, prompted by officials, he had an interesting game at the next match venue.
Fighter.
There are warriors who are obviously fighting with combat conscious armies.
I had inadvertently stopped to watch the game.
The opponent is fighting with each of his little swinging swords in his hands.
This one is duplicitous.
Really interesting.
"Mr. Keith, I'm sorry, but any player with a match will have to leave the game venue."
"Ah? Oh, I'm sorry"
Whoa, you should.
The staff prompted me to touch the crystal and my HP and MP went full speed.
That's still awesome.
I have taken more than 20% of the damage and nearly 30% of the damage was scraped.
I noticed something horrible there.
There was only one spell that was scraped to that point.
If I hadn't bottomed up my mental strength, wouldn't I be sure I'd be sinking if I'd eaten three shots?
No, if I was bad, maybe I was sinking in two shots.
I don't know.
It looks like sweat seeps through my back now.
A smaller virtual window frame is flashing at the edge of the field of vision.
When I zoomed in, it was the battle log for an earlier game.
The spell I've definitely used was Fire Shoot.
So my HP bar is down about 28%.
The Mental Enchant Light came into effect just before the direct fire shooting.
What if you didn't reduce the penalties for eating heavy damage with Meditate?
What if Mental Enchant Wright hasn't made it?
Whoa, I don't think so.
It's making them bigger on their own again.
It's my bad ass.
The officials stopped me when I tried to go back and watch the game in anticipation of when I went back to the modem and settled down a little bit.
"I'm sorry, but if you don't have any plans for today's game, please don't"
"Huh?"
"I really need you to turn to the audience."
No, no, no.
The audience is full no matter what you think.
No, really, what do I do?
I went outside the new squad yard.
I also tried to get there in front of the audience entrance, but there was an NPC lined up waiting for admission.
Some of them seem to have players.
It is also obvious that it is crowded because it also reveals the facility here.
Oh, speaking of which, there was another venue, wasn't there?
Why don't you go to the old practice field?
Travel for the rest of the month and ask the Summoning Monsters to wait at the horse rack on the old squad.
The horse clasp at the new squad was full, but we can afford this one.
Yeah.
This one seems relatively spare for the audience.
I could go inside without waiting.
Four sides inside, I guess that's also why it's not crowded that there's quite enough room for a split in size.
However, there are no audience seats to overlook.
Well, there's no choice.
When you turn your gaze, make sure you have a place to look over the two sides and watch the game.
All of the games were interesting.
Really interesting.
We sat in for lunch in the right place, but watched the game through to the last game.
No, you're indulgent.
Each has a lot to see.
I can't be insulted because it looks like a mortal battle and there are some deep matches.
One game with heavily armed warriors was a pretty smart way to fight.
I used the rule that if I came out three times for whatever reason, I would lose.
Instead of possibly damaging an opponent with extremely high defense, he had a tactic to pop outside the playing field.
The victorious warrior was obviously taking more damage, but the winner is him.
That was a laugh from around the audience, but it wasn't made of fools.
Assuming it's a cliff outside the playground, it's over.
There was also a shooting of bows and arrows.
One was an elf, using a soothing means of building a wall of dirt with a spell and releasing a bow and arrow from its shadow.
No, in this case, it would be a better use than a relief.
Looks like the other one was planting a break-in and eating quite an arrow by the time he reached the wall.
Afterwards it is a chase by the wall.
At the end of the day, it was a melee between subwepons, and the elves barely won.
If we compete with each other with weapons we are obtaining, we will have to do something with other handheld cards.
The elves looked like they would have won easier if they had used the spell better.
There were many other players with similar tendencies against each other.
Among them, there are players of different colors.
For example, some warriors focused on beating and kicking.
My opponent was shielded by Mace, but it was a loss at all costs, but I was unwittingly supportive.
On the way down, the best opportunity would have been to slap down Mace, the opponent's weapon.
It was when I hated it that I showed a huge gap there.
He was hit in the head with a swinging shield and nearly passed out.
He was scattered on the edge of the shield where he fell in, and the game ended as it was.
Yeah, it's not as one-sided as it turns out.
And he's a bard.
I've never seen a bard, or Byrd.
Besides, the player was a woman.
There was also a glimpse of interest from among the audience.
She was a remarkable beauty in that position.
The instrument you have looks slightly smaller than the guitar and is considerably larger than the ukulele.
I had a hard time remembering, but I think it might be Lute.
The opponent is a treasure hunter-like player with a small sword and knife in both hands.
I was wondering what I would fight with my instrument, and I started singing along with the performance.
Then the opponent gradually went crazy.
In the beginning, I did approach Bird with the will to fight, and I put in a blow.
The movement slowed down gradually and at the end of the day it had fallen in the middle of the game field.
It is Bird's victory in judgment.
An opponent who was transported from the playing field passed by me, but he was sleeping.
Yeah.
Uncombatable.
It's definitely a judgment win.
But it's still the shooting of spells between wizards that I look at most enthusiastically.
It's flashy to watch beside, so the audience can take it.
There are generally several patterns.
The type that preempts and pushes it with fire.
The type of preemptive and expecting a state anomaly.
It's the kind of thing that packs distance and uses wall spells to try to favor a war situation.
I feel it is both right and wrong to rely on firepower.
The damage itself is beneficial to fire magic.
But we also see that it has failed without hitting.
Water magic and wind magic are advantageous in hitting rate and range of effects.
Is earth magic a medium place or something?
Anyway, if an attack spell goes in first, it's going to be devastating.
There were many spells and occasions to fumble.
It seems impossible to say which attributes are absolutely advantageous.
Spells with state anomalies have a large part of the bet.
Light Magic Confuse Blast.
Dark Magic Darkness Steer.
If you decide, you have a good chance of winning, but if they resist a state anomaly, the odds of winning are reversed.
Perhaps wand mastery should be seen as using martial arts meditates and braces.
Hard to say for sure.
And wall spells.
I can't use any attributes.
A search on the bulletin board appears to result in a Level 6 spell for each attribute.
Is it natural that I can't use it?
My handheld magic skills are at the highest level except for Summoning Magic.
This is what it looks like when you look at the level 6 spell list that was on the bulletin board.
Firewall Firewall
The Whole Magic Version of Fire Stormfire Shoot
Windshield-style walls
The Whole Magic Version of Storm Wave Wind Cutter
stonewall dirt wall
The whole magic version of Gravel Blaststone Barrett
Water Shield Water Wall
The Whole Magic Version of Aqua Slashwater Needle
Overall attack magic is fine.
Because I can't use wall spells, I can't really feel how I can apply them.
But I can imagine seeing some of them being used in matches.
This is also an element to be wary of.
This is why the level 6 spell list of light and dark magic looks like this.
Create Illusion Phantom
The whole magic version of Light Explosion Confuse Blast
Darkness Field, cover a certain range with darkness.
Dark Explosion Darkness Steer's Whole Magic Version
Regardless of the overall attack spell, some spells seem troublesome.
Illusion knew.
I heard it in the chatter because the guild leader uses it as a means of savoring.
I can't get through to a middle-aged guild official, so you think I would use a higher spell in that case?
I thought you were the guild leader.
Oops.
Illusion and Darkness Field both seem to have difficulty completely countering each other.
When I look at it like this, I don't feel like I can easily beat what kind of opponent I am.
But we need to think about it together.
Don't let the opponent use his strength as much as possible.
Exhaust there.
The first day of the tournament ended before 6pm.
There was a person who had been seen mixed up with the staff who was cleaning up.
It was Lady Guerta.
He seems to be giving instructions to the staff.
You're still crazy.
Every store is full when it rolls out to town.
Is there no choice in this?
The stalls were crowded too, but I managed to secure a meal and tuck it in my stomach.
Sometimes I still see grey markers that I found at the squad yard earlier.
You're curious.
Looks like there's a bunch of nasty people out there.
Well, what do we do now?
Based on my current skill structure, I know a lot about the skills that I can put on.
What are we gonna do?
I can't help being jittery.
It will be fine as usual.
We leave the town of Lemt and drive down the street to the village of Leguias.
Too much room for MP today.
It was starting to get dark in the evening, but when I found Stephawk, I hunted Helix.
Regardless, the enchant pedigree spell has been used up.
I kept hunting to the woods.
Send the rest of the moon and Helix back before entering the woods to summon the guardian and Gene.
I am daunted today in many ways.
I want to make it a good hunt.
That being said, we do things together.
Until yesterday, however, there seemed to be a lot of hunter bats that were grown up.
The ambush control is left to Obsidian and Gene to target Ginkay's eggs on the tree.
Ginkay hunted female-centric, but there are many males today.
The ghost guardian let him fight in the center of the bow and arrow.
I don't show any signs of dissatisfaction fighting with bows and arrows today.
On the contrary, it seems to have accounted for the flavour of the arrows being struck unilaterally.
"Gahh."
It's fine because it's after the tailoring, but you can't make a loud noise.
What about being scared the other way around that you look happy?
Ibir Ant naturally hunts too.
The ghost guard seems to enjoy swinging the violin over here as well.
Finally, the shield is swinging.
No, I can certainly hit you with a shield.
If I kept hunting at a good pace inside, the info came.
"[Fast Chant] has leveled up in the current battle victory!
I used magic normally, but it was unclear if chanting was shorter.
Is it really getting faster?
I tried another battle with Ibir Ant, but I don't get the feeling.
I feel like I'm getting faster, and I don't feel much different.
Soon the time was around 9pm.
It's been a long time since I've even secured a number of bat fangs there.
A few obsidian stones, scratch plug grass, and a very small amount of bitter grass could also be collected.
Do you want to go to bed a little early for tomorrow?
Returning to the master's house, he returns the summoning monster and packs a little.
Exactly. I didn't hunt like a hunt until evening, so I didn't have much prey.
Dive into bed and log out.
It was both scary and exciting to see what tomorrow's match would look like.