1-01 A boy without talent (2/2)

The old wizard who taught me said with a curious look on his face, ”It's rare for a person to have so little talent in magic.

The old sorcerer who taught me looked at me with interest, but in the end he said.

”This is no place for you. You should look for another way.

He gently told me.

I couldn't say anything else, and that day I gave up on leaving the training school and becoming a sorcerer.

And then...

There was only one job left to try at the Adventurer's Guild.

The even more reckless magic profession is the [Cleric] profession (class).

A monk is no more than a sorcerer, and not everyone can become one.

Healing is an occupation for those who have earned the grace of the gods by nature, and after a long period of training from an early age.

I was told by an uncle in the guild, ”You can't become a [cleric] even if you want to.

I agreed with him.

But...

I couldn't become a swordsman, a warrior, a hunter, a sorcerer, or even a thief.

There was no other hope.

That's why I went to the training school to try my last hope of becoming a cleric.

What I arrived at was a large, massive stone temple.

When I knocked on the gate, a tall priest came out from inside, and when I explained what I wanted to do, he told me in no uncertain terms, ”You can't do it if you don't have any background.

I knew that.

But I didn't want to give up.

I told the priests that I would not move an inch from the gate until I was allowed to train, and I did so.

After a day, two days, and then a third day, the priest finally gave in and allowed me to learn from him.

That's how I ended up training as a monk.

However, after a full and bloody training period, I acquired [Low Heal], a skill that is an even worse version of [Heal], the lowest level spell for monks. As a monk, it is a skill that does not matter if you have it or not. That's all I got after a lot of effort.

In other words, it proved that I had no talent here either.

My training instructor, a priest, consoled me by saying, ”It's amazing that you can make it this far without a childhood blessing,” but other trainees my age had acquired many more amazing skills, and they were growing at a much different rate.

It was clear to me that I was useless.

In the end, it all went wrong.

So I reported to the guild official that I had no useful skills and was considered ”unsuitable” for all the professions (classes).

I couldn't learn any useful skills.　Then you're going to die in the wild even if you become an adventurer. Just quit and go back to the mountains. Or do you want me to find you another job?

Of course, the guild leader told me to give up being an adventurer.

Being an adventurer is a dangerous job.

I know that.

What the uncle said made a lot of sense to me.

But I couldn't give up.

So I left the city without saying a word.

I have no talent.

I really don't have any talent.

That much is clear.

But then...

I had an idea.

If I don't have any talent, why don't I just work harder and train harder?

That thought crossed my mind.

I just couldn't give up.

Because the training instructor of the Swordsman had told me one time that if you train a skill you have acquired for a very long time, you can acquire a new skill, though it is very rare... .

That's it, that's it. I clung to those words.

Those words were my last hope.

Maybe it was too short a time for me to find out.

Maybe with more training, I could.

I'm sure I can develop good skills and become an adventurer.

Well then, I'll train.

When I get back to the mountains, I'll train myself thoroughly.

And so, still wanting to be a swordsman, I went home, made a makeshift wooden sword, and began training to beat the wooden sticks hanging from the trees around my house with a rope.

Just keep playing.

Just play by hitting a wooden stick swinging in the air with a wooden sword.

That's all there is to it.

”Parii.

The only swordsmanship skill I've acquired in the training school for swordsmen is the lowest level skill that no one needs.

I'm not sure if you've ever heard of this, but it's a great idea.

I'm not a fan.

And so, one year later.

”Parry.

I could finally play ten sticks at once in one breath.

I can see the growth in myself.

But I still haven't figured out my next skill.

I don't know when I'll be able to figure out my next skill.

But I'm sure it will.

If I keep working at it.

I might be able to learn a new skill and become a full-fledged adventurer.

That's where my adventure begins.

That thought makes my heart pound.

I was looking forward to every day with hope for the future.

I've been looking forward to every day.

Three years have passed since then.

Except for the time I spent working in the fields and hunting, I continued to train from morning until night, until I fell asleep exhausted.

I had long ago replaced the wooden sticks I hung with wooden swords of my own making.

I thought it would be better for practice.

So, I just played.

I played the countless wooden swords in the air and trained myself. And so on.

And then...

”Parry.

Now I can even play a hundred wooden swords in one breath.

I can even do it with my eyes closed.

But there's still no sign of the next skill.

I guess I still need more training...

I think I've gotten a little stronger, but the last time I went down a mountain, I was taught that skill is everything in this world.

And still, I haven't picked up any skills since then.

As it is, I'm not even at the level of a novice adventurer.

At this rate, I'll never be able to go on an adventure.

You'll be able to get a lot more information on the web.

I'm sure you'll agree.

Then another ten years passed.

I continued to train hard, not missing a day.

The number of wooden swords flying in the air increases every day, and I haven't counted them since a few years ago, when the number exceeded one thousand.

Anyway, I play them.

I've been training myself to play the wooden swords hanging in the air.

That's all I've been doing, mindlessly and repeatedly.

”Parry.

Now I can even play a thousand wooden swords without wielding a sword.

But there's still no sign of the next skill.

”I wonder how much training all the swordsmen in the world have...

I can't even imagine it anymore.

I can't even imagine what it's like to be an adventurer.

I don't have a shred of talent. I know that.

That's why I've come this far with the intention of making up for it, but... I've finally begun to feel my limitations.

I'm twenty-seven.

I'm not getting any younger.

I was told that I should acquire skills to become an adventurer, but I haven't acquired a single skill since then.

It seems that no matter how hard I try, the skills required to be a normal adventurer are out of reach.

But I have a dream.

But I have a dream... to be an adventurer and see the whole wide world...

”...... reckless dream, huh?

I thought I knew that.

Maybe it's time for me to find a different way of life.

Still, I couldn't give up...

I went down the mountain again and knocked on the door of the Adventurer's Guild in the royal capital.