New Student Placement Test (5)
Clevious.
We may be destined to live in the gutter for the rest of our lives.
It would be unfair to say that it was a mistake to be born this way but it is still better not to struggle for no reason.
Even if it wasn’t my intention the blood on my hands won’t disappear.
As your father I feel devastated.
I tell you that one day you will have a bright future and that your current trials are only temporary... I want to say something hopeful that everything can be overcome.
However comforting you with such lip service would be nothing more than escaping from reality.
So I have no choice but to impose reality on you.
There is a high possibility that it will be a gloomy and dismal life. More often than not your efforts will not be rewarded.
There will be more times when you have to live in a sunless underground yearning for only a ray of sunlight coming down from the sky.
But Clevius I believe that even a life without light has value. I believe that even if life is like an endless cave we can find meaning.
I’m not saying something nice to hear to comfort you. I believe that the time will come when we will understand its meaning.
As I live there will be times when I feel resentful of my life as I was born with this kind of blood.
You will meet many people whose lives are so shining and glorious that they will be compared to your gutter-like life.
It is natural for a sense of deprivation to arise. Fight head on with that unfair and sad feeling.
Why should I live? What is the meaning of this kind of life? Throw away those sentimental thoughts.
Once you live like that meaning comes later somehow.
I’m sorry I don’t have anything else to say but this. Still I have no doubt about it.
There will definitely be something valuable in your life.
*
“I lost... ”
Good work.
As I was destroying the magic stone that the student had brought I waved my hand to an unknown junior.
And then I sat down at the altar again and took a rest. My whole body ached and I felt tired so it wasn’t much of a hardship.
This is the fourth person. The class assignment test time was coming to an end but the number of people who made it to the altar was lower than expected.
The most difficult opponent was Josef who arrived first. Actually it was worth it. Passing the welcome test easily and quickly means that you have the capabilities.
It is natural that the more difficult it is for students to get to this point the lower their actual skills are. Actually at the freshman level that alone is great.
Most of the new students who followed Josef seemed to have been stopped by Anis and Clevius. It’s a bit harsh to have to deal with a 3rd year reserve magic club honor student and a 2nd year combat club leader while exhausted.
Everyone in those two lines is already out and most of the students who made it are either those who eluded them with escape-type magic or sneaked in with stealth-type magic.
These are students who used tricks rather than attacking head on.
Actually my flexible way of thinking is something to be praised but since I had to show up in front of the altar I was completely blocked from doing so.
“Whoa... ”
Most of the new students this time are at the average level except for ‘Wade’ the son of a corps commander in the northern border area. Anyway this guy is from the Combat Department not the Magic Department.
Of course there are gifted students like Josef and Eig who stand out above the average grade level.
However the so-called ‘protagonist generation’... It is also true that the talent pool is very narrow compared to the current prospective second year students. In fact that generation is the generation of miracles and it is not to say that the level of freshmen is low.
“It was a simpler test than I thought.”
Time for the exam to end. I sat quietly at the altar and sighed.
The freshman placement test is not the main scenario of “Sylvania’s Failed Sword Saint.”
From the perspective of the protagonist’s generation it is an incident that only hears about it as ‘something like that happened.’
Therefore from my perspective there were quite a few parts where I couldn’t predict how the freshman class placement test would go. This is because it is difficult to understand all the details.
So one question remains.
Assistant Professor Claire who was absorbed failed to control the difficulty level so not a single student from Class A showed up.
However among freshmen there is one student who has the power to easily pass the test no matter how difficult it is.
Even Wade who will occupy the senior freshman spot will be an opponent that cannot be guaranteed victory.
No matter what comes out of the purple illusion disk it must have the ability to suppress it somehow... It’s definitely strange that even that person didn’t make it to Class A.
“... “I guess he didn’t want to stand out.”
Actually that would be closer to the correct answer.
I sat quietly at the altar and took a breather while looking at the open sky. I prepared a lot of things but as expected there was nothing to use them properly.
I sat quietly in my seat hoping that the exam would end like this.
*
Clarisse’s earliest memory as a saint is when she baptized Margrave Betis of the Cloel Empire.
As the young stocky girl made the sign of the cross with her hands soaked in holy water and placed the red silk cloth symbolizing God’s servant on the Margrave’s shoulders the image of the Margrave of Betis bowing his head as if he was the most honored in the world was engraved in the girl’s mind. .
Next is Viscount Sella who guards the estate on the shores of Lake Seir.
And the next one was Duke Crepin the head of the Rosstaylor family.
Clarice is so young that even being called a girl makes her seem mature. The sight of Crepin kneeling in front of her and paying respects remains vivid in Clarice’s memory even as the years have passed.
Since he was the only man among the Dukes who had not been baptized by the Church of Telos Clarice was worried that he might be a person with some antipathy toward the Church. Some people were suspicious of his sudden action of supporting the Telos Church.
However surprisingly the person I saw at the baptism was the ideal monarch himself.
One who is benevolent gracious wise and understands the crowd.
Not only Crepin himself but also his family and employees who accompanied him were all overflowing with elegance. Clarice immediately understood that this was truly a proper nobleman.
Among them heir Arwen Rothtaylor who sat in the VIP table and always showed an elegant and beautiful smile.
The dignity of a young lady refers to a person like this. I couldn’t help but think that way.
The best Duke of the Empire is truly dignified in everything. All of this seemed unfamiliar to young Clarisse.
The members of the Ross Taylor family are all classy and deep-hearted people. It’s definitely bound to happen if you grow up in that kind of environment.
He may be the kind of person who can wisely deal with any hardships that come his way.
Before I knew it Clarice had been subject to such absurd preconceptions.
“Huh... Huh... ”
Tanya barely let out a deep sigh and stood up straight on the ground.
The ‘Welcome Disc’ trap stretches all the way from the mountainside. As soon as you get close you lose consciousness momentarily fall into the trap of magical engineering supplies and have to fight against an imaginary enemy.
Of course since it is only a test there is no direct physical harm.
However for a new student who has not yet had proper combat experience facing multiple monsters or wild animals even if it is only an illusion is very mentally taxing.
The same was true for Tanya.
right... Huh... ”
Tanya stood leaning against a nearby tree and wiped the cold sweat from her body.
If I made a mistake my stomach would be pierced by the goblin’s blade in the illusion. If I hadn’t quickly used the ‘Wind Blade’ to subdue the goblin there would have been a wind hole in the ship.
But you won’t feel pain and you won’t get hurt... My legs were shaking.
As the summit got closer all kinds of visions attacked Tanya’s head.
Not just once or twice but several times already. In fact there were a few instances where nails got stuck in the flesh or blade attacks were allowed.
Every time that happened I felt like my stamina was being significantly sucked out. Nowadays just going uphill is not easy. Mentally I was quite concentrated.
“Look at this. pine cone!
“It’s so amazing that if you plant something this small in the ground it can grow into such a big tree!”
and! look. The colors of each leaf here are subtly different. “Is it because the amount of sunlight received is different?”
“Are these mushrooms okay to eat? Umm... ”
However the companion was looking around excitedly as if he were on a picnic whether he knew about Tanya’s condition or not.
How on earth could that girl be so excited when these illusionary magics are spread all over the world?
Seeing that she looked so fine in the first place it seemed like the magic engineering supplies were not having any significant effect on the girl.
Tanya takes a look at Kylie in confusion but there is no sign of her using any kind of defensive magic.
“What should I say...” “I have a unique constitution.”
constitution?
Just looking at the shaggy and scraggly look makes me feel depressed.
premie. Murderer. Sword Demon. Shame on the family. defective. Mutation.
It was only when I became numb to all the derogatory names that were used all the time that I finally escaped to Sylvania. But it’s like this here too.
What’s the point of living if you’re going to live this miserable life until the day you die?
“Oh my there are still trials ahead.”
I thought everything was almost finished but there were still customers left.
This is also the end of the placement of the illusionary magic equipment. At the beginning of the altar facing Clevius there were two girls standing in the distance.
One is a girl with neatly shaved fiery blonde hair. One was a girl who looked vaguely cozy with her chestnut-brown hair hanging down to her waist.
I don’t know one but I know one. It was the daughter of the Ross Taylor family who had recently entered the school.
okay... Phew... Although I’m a little tired... ”
Clevious Nortondale is a man who lives a life of darkness.
I will probably spend my whole life wandering around in the gutter.
How about Tanya Rosstaylor? He will grow up in that prestigious family receiving all kinds of favors and lead a brilliant life.
If you simulate what kind of life you will live until the day you die the temperature difference that comes from there will once again make people susceptible to evil.
Clevious picked up the sword again.
Regardless of the cursed blood or the family’s neglect it is a life without any light until the day you die.
The words of my father who was irresponsibly convinced that even a life like this would be worthwhile no longer move any emotions.
“I’m sorry but... I’m so... I don’t feel well... ”
Take a deep breath and stand up.
A reddish aura lingers on the knife he took out as he gritted his teeth. The cold winter air creates steam around the mouths and the bright lights of two wide-open eyes turn to Tanya and Kylie.
“Let’s finish quickly.”
– Taang!
omg... Was the Holy Law too strong? .?! Are you okay... ?! Oh it’s not broken somewhere right?! female... As expected I shouldn’t use sex magic that I’m not familiar with... !”
Clevius fell to the ground due to an unknown shock coming from behind.
Clevius who was hung from a nearby tree had no idea what had hit him.
The only thing I heard was the startled voice of a girl with chestnut brown hair.
When you close your eyelids the world goes dark.
Just before losing consciousness Clevius lamented inwardly.
It is a life so dark that there is no light in it.
A life without value is also miserable.
*
The light is fading on the altar of change.
The sun that was floating in the sky was also slowly disappearing.
20 minutes before the end of the exam.
A breathtaking time. Most students were overpowered or had given up.
In fact the overall picture of the test had already been concluded.
Ed sat quietly at the altar and looked at the two people who were probably the last guests of the day.
Tanya swallowed dry saliva. She is a familiar face.
A person who was once an object of fear and once an object of hatred and now cannot be summarized in one word.
Ed Rosstaylor was sitting at the altar in a state of complete disrepair. He shows signs of having fought several fierce battles.
As I sat down on the altar in front of the pillar emitting a halo of light and slowly exhaled a puff of breath blew out and disappeared into thin air.
The other side also looks quite exhausted. Tanya realized that she was in quite an advantageous situation.
“Brother... “It was the last test.”
“I won’t say much. “Give me the magic stone.”
Ed lifted his butt off the altar and stood up lightly pulling out his dagger.
One hand contained magical power extracted from a magic stone.
Most wizards of the Rosstaylor family excel at fire and wind magic. It ran in the family and it was the same for Tanya.
However the magic that Tanya knows how to use is still at a basic level of proficiency. As a wizard he is still just the average of freshmen.
In the first place Tanya would never be at the level of class A based on her combat abilities alone. I just try my best.
“You mean brother... . That person... ? The Ross Taylor family... ?”
Kylie who was standing next to him looked at Ed and Tanya’s faces alternately. And as I stood still looking dumbfounded my eyes suddenly caught sight of Tanya’s face looking frightened.
The setting sun. red sky. Looking down from a high altar with a dagger in one hand and magic power in the other.
Because the sun is behind you you can’t see the expression. However the cold gaze vaguely shining through his hair tells you that he is staring at you.
– ‘Not everything is like that. No matter how powerful a family is if it continues its existence for a long time even trash-like people... Even ridiculous idiots come out... ‘
Only then did Kylie notice. That person is the scumbag Tanya was talking about.
There is no way to know what happened to Tanya by that man but to see Tanya who was always confident and graceful so embarrassed... I can’t possibly think of him as a good person.
Kylie straightened her posture and looked at Ed.
Her hair which would have been neatly rounded and blond has become tanned and scattered here and there from the successive battles.
The hem of his shirt with his sleeves rolled up is full of burn marks here and there and his pants are covered in dust from rolling around on the floor.
The dagger taken out in one hand appears to be a ceremonial dagger but it is full of traces of life as it has been used for too long. It is impressive that the blade is sharpened so neatly.
Kylie had a strange fantasy about men from aristocratic families.
This is especially true if it is a prestigious family like the Ross Taylor family.
A neat appearance accessories adorned here and there gold frames a gentle and embracing smile and elegance reflected in every hand gesture and every step.
If you imagine him as a prince on a white horse that you will meet somewhere while roaming and traveling the world one day... He is probably such an aristocratic and elegant man.
In fact it is a romance that any girl of that age should experience at least once. This is especially true for Kylee Rigi who has extremely little experience dealing with men.
However the appearance of a human figure who seems to embody the exact opposite... Kylie stopped being scared.
Strictly speaking he was the complete opposite of Kylie’s ideal type.
“Tanya.”
The boy finally said the name. Tanya and Kylie were both stiff for different reasons waiting helplessly for the boy’s next declaration of war.
“I’m sorry but can you just go back?” ?”
“... ?”
Words that were different from what I expected came out.
The boy was already exhausted and did not want to fight anymore. He was already exhausted.
“If you’re still going to come... come... ”
I sat down on the altar again and gathered my magic power onto it.
The exam is coming to an end anyway. There is no need to save magic stones anymore. After pouring out all of the magic stones that remained on the altar Ed poured all of his magic into the elemental art of ‘manifestation’.
A monument larger than the beams of most buildings.
The wind wolf sitting on top of the stone with its tail wrapped around the monument opens its mouth.
– Hwaaaaaaaaaaa!
“Aaaaaaaaaah!”
An unbearable storm is blowing. When a high-ranking wind spirit appears a strong wind blows out enough wind that it would not be surprising if a person were blown away.
Tanya and Kylie withstood the storm by holding on to a nearby stone structure. As the wind begins to die down little by little it is only then that I can raise my head and look up at the top of the monument.
The body is as big as a house. Its majesty is no different from the storm itself.
After Ed collapses on the altar a wolf hugging a huge tombstone looks down at the girls from the vantage point of the storm. Saliva was flowing down from the torn jaw and the blue aura of the eyes was full of magical power that exceeded its limit.
that... It is a scene that has no sense of reality at all. What has the height of incompetence who was struggling because he couldn’t even master basic magic summoned now?
Tanya looked at Kylie with clenched teeth.
The moment I saw Kylie to ask if she was okay... Kylie spoke with tears in her eyes as she held onto her stone pillar.
“I’ll just leave.”
No he said he would help until the end.
I couldn’t bear to question Tanya like that.