The world's strongest hard worker

The day has come to fight Carlo.

I've been trying to die for the last three days, but I don't know what to do.

"Looks like you didn't run away. I'll give you a compliment."

"Well, I promised."

Carlo and I are facing each other in the middle of the dojo.

Everyone here must be convinced of Carlo's victory.

Anyway, Carlo's talent is [top swordsman].

The difference with Swordsman is huge.

And there will be a bigger difference from me in [effort].

"I've been looking forward to this day. Happy birthday to you!

"Ah, yeah. I see?"

"Are you kidding me?! I'll make you regret making a fool of me."

"I didn't mean to make a fool of you. I'm sorry."

"Get on your feet!

Carlo seems pretty angry.

What was the correct answer when I was told that I was going to make you feel good?

I doubt it purely.

"Both, stand by."

Carlo and I hold each other's bamboo swords.

The referee is Carlo's father.

They will make a fair judgment in front of the underlings.

... you will, won't you?

"Here we go!"

With that signal, Carlo approaches me.

Fast.

It's a big difference from before you get your talent.

"Hey!

Carlo shook the bamboo sword vertically with the call.

I'll take it, but it's a pretty heavy blow.

Even when I used Physical Enhancement , I felt that there was a difference in strength such as Carlo.

"Don't take me for an incompetent!

"If you don't take it, it won't be a game."

"Shut up! Don't answer me!

That's all I want to say.

"Come on! Carlo!"

"Kill Livel!

The other disciples support Carlo.

Is he popular or does he hate me?

I don't know, but I'm sure it's Away.

... but what's the matter?

"Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh!

"Kh ─ ─"

I'm being played with.

The difference in strength is obvious.

I tried my best to withstand Carlo's attack.

That's all I've got right now.

Carlo must be as strong as a swordsman right now.

And I'm no match for that. Am I a junior swordsman?

There's still a long way to go.

... well, considering the amount of magic left, it's time.

I can't beat Carlo with my strength now.

It was clear and clear.

But if you imitate something that's not me...?

I still have magic.

I've added so much magic to it in the last three days.

"Hmm! What!?

I've been trying to prevent Carlo from attacking, but I'm going to stop and step back.

This is not my strength.

It belongs to my father.

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◦ "Skill imitation"

Any person's movements can be imitated. Duplicate movements consume magic and can be reproduced.

◦ Conditions of Acquisition

Understand the movement of any person using Visual Enhancement while being aware of this skill.

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I understood the movement of any person in the acquisition conditions, but I could not see the movement of my father, who was a swordsman at all.

That's why I dropped my strength and was shown the movements of a superior swordsman.

That's how close we are to acquiring the skills.

And by the way, when he talks about what happened in the dojo, he laughs.

"This is a great opportunity to gain practical experience. Good luck."

said.

The chances of preventing Carlo's attack with a bamboo sword were minimized after using Mimicry.

The body uses its feet well, avoiding attacks while maintaining an exquisite distance.

"Don't feel so good about avoiding it!

It's not.

Nothing is as hard as winning on the strength of others, I suppose.

I feel that Carlo's dagger is becoming more simple.

Leave your anger to it, and you'll be hit hard enough.

"Shit...!

And don't miss the gap where you can lose focus.

Pan!

The bamboo sword struck Carlo's torso directly.

"... chi... one, Livel's victory"

For a moment, Carlo's father told me of my victory with a regrettable expression.

"Seriously... Carlo lost..."

"No, no, no. Livel's too strong for that...."

"It's so awkward that we've been fooling around...."

"What kind of face should I look like tomorrow and come to the dojo?

The gatekeepers are disturbed.

You only made fun of me because you thought I would never win.

That's what won.

I'm sure it feels awkward.

But I want you to rest assured.

I won't be coming to the dojo in the future.

"This is a mistake! I can't afford to lose to River!

Carlo made a scene.

"One more time! Fight again!

"Carlo, quit. It's ugly."

To my surprise, Carlo's father was scolding Carlo.

"Carlo, don't worry. I'm not coming to the dojo anymore."

"Of course, idiot! Don't worry about winning by chance!

I'm not. I'm not.

Look at Carlo's attitude.

"How could you say that when he was losing?

"I'm sure it's stupid. I'm stupid, but I don't know."

You're so talented, but you're not smart, you're so cute ~

And it seemed that I was returning my palm, but Carlo, the person, was obsessed with being angry and didn't realize it.

When I left the dojo, some of the gatekeepers came.

"Livel, I'm sorry! I pretended not to see you being stupid."

"Please, forgive me. So please come to the dojo."

"I just don't think Carlo lost to you because he's stupid. You're the strongest of my students."

I wasn't angry from the beginning.

And thinking about me, he came to apologize and invited me to the dojo.

But...

"I'm glad you said that, but my talent is [effort]. I can't be strong if I just learn swordsmanship in the dojo. That's why I'll do my best."

"... River is so cool after all."

You've been a hard-worker for a long time.

"Good luck. I'm here for you."

"Thank you."

Efficiency is overwhelmingly poor just by working in dojos.

I can't be stronger just because I'm doing the same thing around me.

You need to put a strain on your body and pursue results that are commensurate with it.

Well, for now, the immediate problem has been solved, so let's go and see how he's doing.