853 207, Nine Star Promotion Exam Preliminary

Val's Day, speaking in previous life, Monday. I'm home to Kutanutsu in the morning. Eventually yesterday when we all had dinner, it became archaic again. If Eileen did it, she'd be sticking it out. Exactly, me and Alec went home on the way home, but you and Steed had the momentum to arch all night. You're gonna do it.

Anyway, the reason I came back to Kutanutsu today is because of my guild. The president of the union recently told me that the promotion exam to the Ninth Star is today. The procedure was completed at the reception. All we have to do is wait for the start.

"Wow! Tenth-star chick! Gather around!"

Whoa, it's Mr. Gorelius. I think I've seen it for a while. Let's have a meeting.

Around thirty people gathered around Mr. Gorelius. Is it about 10 years old down there and 25 years old up there?

"You're the face I see every once in a while, but you were still a tenth star. It's been six months since I signed up, right?

This guy lives in Kutanutsu and he doesn't know me. Well, you haven't really come to the guild. I just wanted to say I noticed it in my outfit, but there are a lot of similar outfits... are these guys licking adventurers' jobs? It's not a game, is it? Don't tell me.

"That's amazing. Hang in there.

This guy is a decent piece of equipment just to say. Light-looking leather armor, a shin on the cage hand, and bowl gold?

"Wow! There! Let's go! Shut up and sit down!

This guy scolded me. Move to a room like a test venue and take your seats each. It's a written exam first, isn't it? Anyone can be an adventurer, but you can't go up there unless you can read and write.

"Oh, listen to me very carefully. I'm Gorellius Godfreed, the fifth star. I'm here as today's examiner. There is one rule. If I say disqualified, that's where it ends. Give up and take it again next time. You get it? Then start the written exam.

Paper was distributed, and pebbles piled up on desks like the church table. There's an hourglass, too. Do what?

"Time for the exam is until all this sand falls below. This stone will fly to anyone who peeks at the others. It doesn't matter if you saw it or not. It's all about whether I think I'm suspicious or not. You get it?

"You're such an ant! It's not tyranny."

"I'm disqualified. Stay asleep. Whoa! Here we go!

Poor thing. An intense stone is stunning against his head. You're dressed like me, so your head defense is scurvy.

The hourglass was turned upside down and the test began.

The problem is two choices of “ x ” in the first half and four choices in the second. Only the last question was the descriptive ceremony, 'Write the Adventurer's Mind'. By the way, the correct answer is' do your utmost to today's adventure, even if you want to be a corpse tomorrow '. We still have time, but it's over, so let's go outside and have some milksakes. I will deliver the answer sheet to Mr. Gorellius and leave the venue. It's a nine-star test, so the questions are easy to decide.

"Whoa! I don't mind leaving, but you can't re-enter. Then come to the training hall in an hour and a half.

"Patience.

Mr. Gorelius is kind. You make me happy.

Mm-hmm. Sometimes a sweet drink for your kids is a good thing. Good.

"Whoa, were you finished too? Hmm? You're such a kid to drink milkseke.

"Drink - drink something. You're the one who drinks in the morning?

"Ha, don't you say. I do it solo, Ikram.

"I'm Curse. This one's solo, too.

"Heh, it's a solo. Well, let me know if you have a problem. Synchronization is good. I can't even help you.

"Oh, you're the one who's in trouble. Tell me. Synchronization is good. There's nothing I can do to help you, is there?

Apparently you seriously don't know me. I named him. I mean, it's not synchronous. My career spans four years, right? Well, when I say this, I'll be fooled that it's only ten stars in four years, so let's not. You don't know who's in sync because you don't have a relationship in the first place. Well.

"Tell you what. Next move. Stay sharp at best.

"Whoa, you too.

Doesn't sound like a bad one, but it's dubious if we can be friends. Well, I guess it's time to move to the training center. A practical exam? Looking forward to it.

The question, by the way, is which weapon to use. According to the other party, it's just a wooden knife for archery, or it's the sword Dr. Fernando gave you. Another Evil Fuge Trent workout stick, or a chopped wooden knife? Some hands are misrill knives, but I guess it depends on who they are. I don't care if you're bare.

"Ohh! Let's start the practice exam! The content is simple. All the guys standing in three minutes are passing through! But no magic! You get it? Whoa! Here we go!

With that said, Mr. Gorelius started throwing stones.

"Damn!"

"Say it!

"Ohh!

"Giggle!"

Pretty much everyone's hitting it. Even though it keeps the power down a lot. When I say, I am alert not only to Mr. Gorelius' stones, but to his surroundings as well. I think it's with the guy who pulls his leg.

One minute left. Approximately half are standing. The power of the stone is also increasing a lot. I don't have the art to just avoid it either. Let's take out the workout stick and hit it down. That's surprisingly fun. Besides, swinging the stick like this, no one comes around me. Two birds a stone.

"Wow! That's it! The guy standing, keep following me!

Followed by Mr. Gorelius. Came near the guild reception.

"Because I have the results of my earlier written exam! Whoever is here and passes will move on to the final exam. Anyone who doesn't, go home!

In the end, ten people, including me, advanced to the final exam. You left it unexpectedly.

So, what's the final exam? I hear it's different every time.