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“Oh, I don’t mind, I don’t mind, I just came along because I couldn’t wait for the results.” (New Voice)
“I understand, Demon King.” (Kio)
The generals stand up, but I can’t do it.
My head is still bowing and I am still kneeling.
Even so, I have seen this person’s face before.
Blond, red eyes, a good-looking young man with a gentle expression, at first glance he looks just like a normal human being, but there are parts that I notice because I am a dark elf who is good at controlling magical power.
Even though it is only the surface. What is the top layer is an enormous magical power that I can feel without even seeing it, I can see that on the surface alone he holds a considerable amount of magical power in a compressed state.
“Did you hire him?” (Maou)
“Huh! Yes sir.” (Suela)
“Yeah, it looks like we have some good recruits, Evia is happy too.” (Maou)
“So, Demon King-sama, what made you think that he, Jiro, would be able to hold out?” (Fusio)
“Hmm? Well, he’s different, it is an instinct that comes from fear, right? Undying King.” (Maou)
I can only listen to the conversation between the Demon King and the Immortal King who are having a pleasant conversation.
“Are you scared? General.” (Maou)
“Hahahaha, it seems that my training has helped. I’m just desperately trying to stand around, scared by your shadow, threatening me to do just this much.” (Kio)
It sounds like they’re having a peaceful conversation, but in fact, even their voice tells me that their magical powers are getting the best of them.
The Demon King is a very charismatic person.
Even with his casual tone, he can control the generals single-handedly. People that I can’t even reach.
“Don’t make a fool of survival instinct, Undying King, you may not feel that much because you’ve been released from the shackles of life, but I think Dragon King knows.” (Maou)
“Deep, the depths of human life.” (Fusio)
“Well, not only that, I don’t think people who scream like this will drop out so easily.” (Maou)
Only the attribute was the thing I can read from the high-density magical power.
“If I drop out, there’s only hell! Show me your guts! Koteeyaaaaaaa!”
Jiro-san’s voice was heard from there.
“General, Evia is she about to cry?” (Fusio)
“Kakakaka, only the Demon King can break through her barrier that easily without being noticed.” (Kio)
“I sympathize with Evia, but it will be a goal for further study.” (Juou)
Each of the generals says something different, but it feels like they are convinced and nodded.
“I won’t waste my near-death experiences! I’ll do you before I die! Meeenuu!”
I also heard the voice of Jiro-san, who was full of vitality, no, struggling to grab on to life, and soon my lips became loose.
“Hey? Will a person desperate like this dropout?” (Demon King)
“I don’t really like mentalism, but I wonder if it’s possible.” (Juou)
“Well, if he survives, I’ll adjust the training a little.” (Kio)
“Yes, but if he can’t survive, let’s have him do what he wants.” (Fusio)
Jiro-san, please forgive me for being useless, because I can only support you from here.
“I’m dead, no, I’m dead, I can’t move anymore.”
Even if I took a break on the way, I continued to fight for three hours continuously, and I was struggling with my spirit, but I collapsed the moment the monster disappeared.
I don’t care about the people around me, but now I have no choice but to lie on the floor and recover.
It was Goblins at the beginning followed by skeleton warriors, finally small lesser dragons. The difficulty just went up and up.
There is no way to know how many I defeated.
That was how much I have defeated.
“I will never party with any of them.”
And this happened because I was fighting alone all the time, and although I can only grumble to myself, these complaints spilled out.
My body is so tired that it’s too difficult to even move a finger even though I am resting.
Still, my head is in chaos.
Recalling the previous training may only be a reminder of an extremely vivid experience.
In the first part, the goblins much easier. My back was protected even if they didn’t intend to protect it, so I only had to pay attention to a certain direction.
It was the second stage with the skeleton warrior is where it got strange.
The members other than me were so confused that it wouldn’t be strange for them to collapse at any time.
There were magicians randomly firing away at the enemies in front of them, archers retreating into the barrier as soon as they ran out of arrows, healers who only needed to be protected and heal the people in their immediate area. Like bandits running away, they have no experience in combat. That’s from my perspective of the younger people, just from this point.
We are not an army.
The number of Goblins drained our stamina, and the Skeleton Warriors used human-like techniques to chip away at our nerves. In the end, the Small Lesserdragon, which looks like a Komodo Dragon, has higher specs than the former monsters probably because it was named after a dragon.
Thanks to that, it was a big mess, in the end, most of them escaped into the barrier, and there are not ten employees left, excluding me, who survived to the end.
Anyway, even the last few people were fighting with guerrilla tactics that desperately escape and attack, in alternate.
We hadn’t been communicating with each other, so we couldn’t coordinate immediately, and I didn’t even want to think about rescuing a magician who was shooting at us randomly.
It was fortunate that the numbers were gradually decreasing with each attack, but the quality was gradually increasing within the limits of what we could handle, and the training was so spartan that it made me want to cry.
It took one strike to kill a kobold goblin, but at least two strikes for a bone warrior skeleton, and only a few strikes to kill the Small Lesserdragon, probably due to the ineffectiveness of the strikes.
This is a dungeon, a horrible fantasy place, but a hero can conquer it while humming, is he even human?
“Thank you, That’s it for today. Everyone’s dismissed.” (Evia)
However, the demon director is quite unforgiving.
I was trying to recover my physical strength while recollecting my thoughts, but I can also tell that the people in the barrier have already begun to return and I am too exhausted to follow.
Her mouth says thank you for your hard work, but her eyes are telling me to move quickly.
No, I have no intention of staying like this, but at least let me catch my breath.
“And this is by choice, but if you stay here, you’ll be considered for additional training.” (Evia)
Alright, I’ll get up and go home soon.
I haven’t recovered my strength, but I managed to catch my breath.
I will escape from this training ground even if I have to crawl.
I will escape the training ground even by using the wooden sword as a cane.
“Look, that person.” (Employee)
“Oh, his skills were ‘sabotaging’ us.” (Employee)
“Does he just want to stand out?” (Employee)
“Isn’t it embarrassing to scream such strange sounds?” (Employee)
“Well, that kind of person, a selfish idealist.” (Employee)
Please, I didn’t want to hear this when I was feeling so weak.
I could feel my energy being drained away.
I felt desperate and thought about taking another training course.
It’s obvious that I’ll be down soon.
But I still think it’s okay.
When I see the way they don’t just leave without saying a word, but leaves one behind just to have the final say, but then slink away. I ask myself if I would end up hanging out with these kinds of people.
“I don’t ever want to end up with them.”
The conclusion came rather quickly, and the answer sunk right into my heart.
From the other side, my fighting style may have been “selfish”, but I don’t need to be “denied” for that.
“Can I ask for additional training?”
Around me, no, there is only me and Supervisor Evia on the training ground.
“… Okay, we will carry out two additional sets of training.” (Evia)
It can be just a minute or just ten seconds, but I want to make a difference between me and them.
I hate being treated alongside them.
It’s such a desperate behavior, but I don’t regret it.
“You saw the situation with multiple enemies. Next, I will have you experience a single opponent.” (Evia)
I can’t use my boundless strength anymore.
Lifting a wooden sword is also a struggle.
Then, light shines from the same magic circle as during the training, and a huge body appears from there.
“It’s an Orc. You fought against goblins a while ago. This one is much stronger, but it doesn’t change that it is a lower class with no intelligence. I’ll be there to help you if you need anything, but at the very least, be careful.
The size of its body is larger than mine, both height and width. The orc was carrying a club about the size of my body and having sharp fangs instead of tusks. It has heavy footsteps showing how massive it was, as it walks towards me.
“Oh, I don’t feel like losing!”
Letting out a roar it drags the club and I meet the orc with a shout of my own.
It doesn’t hesitate to swing down its club, and I hit back with some anger to relieve some of my frustration.
I can say that it is impressive, and now there is a monster in front of me who I use to get rid of my anger, so I won’t miss this opportunity.
Holding the wooden sword in the with the least amount of force. I then inhale deeply and exhale completely.
It was frightening, woah, the monster in front of me was afraid of me.
It stepped back and I could clearly see it take a single step back.
Then it swatted away with its club with a force that was not proportional to its size, and then it made a strange noise that I could not understand.
It was understandable that it was frightening, but I didn’t care.
Quickly change from the middle stance to an overhead stance.
Right now, I just want to hit it.
Bash, bash, bash, I don’t care if its neck is crushed, I don’t care about getting hit back, but I won’t give it time to fight back.
I continue hitting with the intention of destroying the opponent who used its club for defense.
The feeling of hitting its body through the gap where the club slightly moved was soft, and the impact of the blow was absorbed by its fat.
It seemed okay for an attack of this degree with a grin.
That was really annoying.
I moved behind the orc. Then I swung down the wooden sword as the orc turned around, and when he broke his wrist, he put his will into it.
I felt like I hit something solid as I crushed its bones.
A moan, not a scream, leaked from my enemy.
This is it.
There’s the sensation of piercing flesh, overcoming the slightest resistance, and the feeling of penetrating.
The Orc soon became magic particles.
“What! Hah. Hah.”
I was gasping for air after the fight.
“I am able to kill orcs in two weeks, but, the others, will they also need to become better employees.”
I was leaning on the orc as it disappeared as a magical power, so I thrust the wooden sword to the ground and use it as a cane so that I would not fall.
I can’t hear the voices around me.
“Get ready, there’s still time.” (Evia)
The information I received was minimal.
It’s a waste of energy to say it’s impossible anymore.
I will just keep fighting the summoned monsters.
I take a breath every time I kill one, and then I do it again, and I stopped counting the number of kills.
I just think about defeating the demons that change every time they are summoned.
I keep quiet, breathe, and ready my wooden sword.
Attack, hit it, put a lot of energy into your core, endure it, then kill it.
Being beaten, clenching, and enduring, getting hit in the stomach.
I knock them down, kick them off, and stab them until they die.
Grabbed by the arm and thrown away, my hand strikes the opponent on the side of its head and I escape.
He catches me with the back of his hand and head-butts me, then it gets on his horse and chases me.
As my body gradually loses strength, I try to create an opening for my opponent by mixing a series of feints into my strikes in order to draw the best results with the least amount of movement.
The summoning finally ceased when I was no longer feeling suffocated from exhaustion.
“It’s time to go, and rejoice, for I have prepared a monster worthy of the end, one that you will not be able to defeat no matter what you do now.” (Evia)
I can hear the sound of hoofs.
“A skeleton knight rider, if you don’t die, I’ll heal you.” (Evia)
The last thing I wanted to do was to have a high class showing up.
He has fine armor, a jousting spear, and even his horse is wearing armor.
Even if it’s bone, its presence is like the last boss in my eyes.
There’s nothing I can be happy about.
“Hahaha, I don’t feel like losing.”
But even so, I’m sure I can muster up at least a little more strength.
“Well you can still bark, I hope your bluff can take you far.”
If I didn’t say it, I wouldn’t be able to do it.
If I thought I couldn’t, my body would stop working.
With my chin, I watch the skeleton riding knight Skeleton Knight Rider who has been ordered to do it charge forward, and I will resist at the very least, even if it is in vain.
With the added speed of the horse, I hit down on the spear that was thrust out at an unusual speed from my perspective.
I barely caught the blow with my eyes and felt the solid sensation in my arm.
I blocked the jousting spear.
And then, just as easily, my body floated in the air.
It was over.
I knew intuitively.
The spear had moved as if it were twisting around, throwing my body into the air.
Oh, I wonder if I could have defeated it if I had companions.
Maybe it’s better to have them around.
I need to grow up a little more, and I guess my complaint earlier was just an excuse. ……
That’s what I thought, and after that, I lost consciousness.
Jiro Tanaka: 28 years old – Single – No Girlfriend – Occupation: Dungeon Tester (Regular Employee)
Magical Aptitude: Eight (General Class)
Job Title: Warrior
Strength 39 → Strength 45
Durability 58 → Durability 62
Agility 20 → Agility 28
Endurance 34 (-5) → Endurance 45
Dexterity 36 → Dexterity 36
Knowledge 33 → Knowledge 33
Intuition 7 → Intuition 8
Luck 5 → Luck 5
Magic 41 → Magic 50
Note for the Day
I fought monsters for the first time.
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