48 Fourteen Tales: Basic Combat Force Test

"Sorry about that."

The Master apologized while guiding us to the Basic Combat Test Venue.

"The boy who was making a scene earlier, he's noble, right? Our guild is not a powerful organization enough to ignore the words of nobility. If you're badly obsessed with it, it'll annoy other subscribers."

I guess I wanted to make it as easy as possible as a master.

"I don't mind. I'm not here to fight with nobles, either."

"It would help if you could say that."

The master laughed and said.

The gizzarded air was misty, and one thing settled - but it seemed like

"I mean... Tweet, you have one end of the responsibility."

Elysia slaps me in the ear.

"Speaking of the former, you're hiding your strength halfway through the school, so that doesn't create that kind of misunderstanding. Wouldn't it have been easier to fight and show strength later?

"It is true that D-rank magic cannot be used. We just had a fight, and that doesn't change."

"... well, maybe so"

Elysia becomes a complicated face. I said no, but I did.

"This is the test venue."

We stopped at the master's word.

And lean your neck to the sight in front of you.

There were several rooms lined up there.

"... private room, is it?

When Mize asks, the master agrees.

"The test of basic combat power is carried out with secrecy preserved. As you can see, it's a private room, and I can't see the inside from the outside. How it works.... Whatever your magic powers are, some people think you don't want to expose your hands to the ability to fight. It's a consideration for those people. Room assignments will be from left to left, Elisia, Gran, Tuate, Mize"

That said, the master opens the door to the one room in front of him.

"Look inside."

Following the master, we stepped into the room, too.

It was an obstructive room, covered in white walls and floors. I can't even say it's huge for flattery.

There is a strange doll in the center of the room.

of the human form. That was causing some creepy signs.

"That's a self-contained doll named Golem. One theory tells me he was born during the Second Wars of the Brave Demons... but the authenticity is uncertain. Well, just to be brief, it's a strange doll that works with technology that's too old to be sure. The test of basic combat power shall be passed by defeating that golem. Specifically, if you let the golem lie on the floor, you'll pass."

Do you mean I should literally take it down?

Elysia looked surprised at the explanation.

"... are you okay with using something that you don't know how to handle?

"It seems like I've been using this for decades, but I don't think you need to worry because there have been any accidents so far. By the way, the golem has the ability to adjust its strength. The test is fair because the golem in each room adjusts to a strength that is inversely proportional to the magic power of the student. And the timing of Golem's movement will be ten seconds after the door closes."

Elysia first convinced herself while showing a half-hearted look.

A strength that is inversely proportional to magic means that the golem will be weakened if it shows a high magic power in earlier test results. Conversely, even if the magic is low, you can pass the exam if you can defeat a slightly stronger golem.

This would be like a remedy. It means that if either side exceeds the reference value, it will be fine.

Now Mize speaks anxiously of the doubt.

"Oh, you know. If you can't take him down, what happens? Well, if you can't win, can you surrender...?

"Oh. In that case, if you order 'stop' towards the Golem, it will actually stop. Golems in a suspended state will never fall, so stop cheating, okay?

"Yes..."

You won't be willing to work wrongfully on Mize from the beginning. But you are anxious about the results of the earlier magic test, and the expression is dark.

"That's it. Start your exams whenever you want."

To the Master's words, each enter a designated room.

When I tried to enter the room... naturally, the master followed me.

"It's complicated that I'm the only one who can't keep secrets when it comes to countering fraud."

"You were unlucky with each other.... but you've been watched by a lot of bitches."

The master glances at the end of the hallway.

The hero students were observing us a little further away. They're making sure the master monitors me.

Though we tend to forget that we are in a school where nobility and civilians are present, civilians are inherently creatures with no heads up to nobility.

Because we are students from the same school, we have a big nickname for blaming alumni for delinquency, but outsiders don't either. One of Siege's cases last month was flashy, but perhaps other than that, hero students are always exercising irrational powers somewhere.

Enter the room to which the Master is addressed.

As long as you enter the room, your gaze from the outside will be blocked.

"... before I start the exam, can I touch the golem a little bit?

"Ooh."

Get permission and touch the golem.

The thin, dirty spherical joint doll was slightly limp and stiff.

This hardness may not be pierced by Demon Bullets.

- You've got more trouble than I thought.

Since I started going through the institution and going to school, I've learned one thing.

My magic is too extreme to accommodate (...) (...).

It is normal if you think about it.

I was originally raised as an expert in assassinations and ambushes at the agency. Both assassinations and ambushes are essentially ideal for one-strike special assassinations, and are coached to use the first hand whenever possible.

I mean, I don't know what to say to myself, but all my hand tags are trumpets.

Instead, the number of sheets is very small, and there are many kinds of measures to be taken when the species is revealed.

This could be called bad maneuvers.

- Is there any way I can manage not to expose my hands?

Even now, I am alerted by thieves as a friend of Mize's.

It's fine if the master protects us from any other uselessness, but in the unlikely event of information leaking here, my methods of warfare could be exposed.

"... Master. Can I ask you about the rules of surveillance?

"Rules of surveillance?

I ask the neck tilting master.

"In short, I just need to take down the golem in this space where the master is, right?

"Oh."

"There are no other conditions (...), are there (...)?"

To that question, the master tilted his neck wonderfully, but eventually answered.

"Well, yeah."

At the same time as the master affirms, the policy is decided in me.

I left the golem and closed the door to the room. Golem moves out ten seconds from now.

I started counting down in my head - I spoke to the master who would observe this one in the corner of the room.

"Master"

"Hmm?"

The countdown continues.

Nine, eight, seven, six seconds left -.

"Beyond the door, though you can hear me calling my master"

"Hmm, is that true?

The master turns towards the door.

And at the same time the countdown goes to zero - -.

- "Momentary Blade."

Extend the index finger and middle finger of your right hand, extending a thin blade constructed with magic from the end.

You don't need to move your whole body. Minimum required - shake the blade out with just a snap on the wrist.

A blade that was sharpened to the extreme and seemed almost transparent flashed the neck of the golem trying to move.

Exhale small as you gaze at the head of the falling golem.

After the concentration, he resurfaced the consciousness that was sinking deep.

"Done"

"Hey. Nobody's calling me - what? What did you just say?

At the same time the master turns around.

Gotri, and Golem's neck fell to the floor.

"What, so...?

The master opened his eyes and was stunned.