4 4 There are good and bad relationships even in the fantasy world concept.txt (1/2)

Tanaka Jiro, twenty-eight years old, single, no girlfriend, occupation: Dungeon Tester (full-time employee)

Magic Aptitude 8 (General Class)

Officer of the Year: Warrior

I'm a survivor.

During the past week, Instructor Kio and Instructor Fusio were both demons and devils in training.

Their afternoon training was so grueling that I found the morning lectures comforting.

Thanks to their steadily rising status, the number of broken bones decreased, but the number of times they were blown apart and slammed into the wall through the air increased.

The provided armor is close to the shape of kendo armor, so it is comfortable to use, and in addition, their ease of movement and defense abilities have been increased, which has reduced injuries.

But the number of times I was attacked had definitely increased.

Now I might be able to limit myself to just staggering when hit by a professional boxer, but that's just a drop in the bucket.

Even if I'd shrunk slightly, it would only make up for the fact that I'd evolved from a worm to a grasshopper.

At best, the instructors were able to make their adjustments easier.

persist....and you'll survive!　Hahahahaha!

”Kaka-kaka, I'm getting comfortable, here's Gravity, here's Paralyze, here's Paralyze, do you want some extra?

Watching them train with that evil grin you see in nightmares while you're out, it hardly took me any time to realize that they were having fun.

They were having fun like a kid with a new toy, and as I grew older, they would step it up a notch to keep me in the best possible shape.

'Get a grip!　The wound is superficial!　Don't close your eyes!　Don't worry!　The cure will be deducted from their salaries!　So don't close your eyes!　You're going to die!

I can't count the number of times I've thought it was okay to finish already, hell, or a newbie training program where the word ”painful” is the perfect word for it .

If it wasn't for Suela's warm healing magic (heel), the only thing that could heal me, I would have run away a long time ago.

For some reason, Suela was always more impatient than I was.

Was my situation that bad?

It's a good thing that she's a good friend of mine.

I was dying so close to death that I couldn't have ulterior motives.

It would be all right if I could answer that I have no problem spending my time with anything other than dying, but I'm not very confident about people, and I've been having some trouble lately.

In the morning lecture, I'm sitting at the back of the class, where I've already found my spot, and I'm looking through the material until it starts, when I hear a voice that comes over me naturally.

”Look, it's that guy.

Oh, yeah, the fall guy?

Oh yeah, it seems like every time I'm in training I'm getting ripped to shreds.

The rumor was true that my magical aptitude was on the edge, that I would be ripped to shreds by training like that.

Last time I saw you, you were rushed to the emergency room.

How could you get hurt like that?

Yes, the generation gap makes it difficult to have a conversation, but in addition to that, because of the way I was torn apart every single time, I found myself being treated like an outcast.

Because of this, most of them now only look down on me with a mocking smile or a pitiful look of pity.

I can't help but feel so alone.

And so it should be.

From what I've heard from Suela and the other instructors, other trainees don't get hurt like I did.

It's just like some magic school where they teach you the ropes, shoot you, and take you under their wing.

When I heard about their education policy, I couldn't help but wonder why! And I said to the instructors.

And they said.

”a**h*le, I'm not going to make something that can be attacked in a half-baked way.

”Kaka-kaka, I don't mind if you desire despair.

That's what they say.

It's simply a difference in training policy.

Kio and his instructors are ready to go, while other jobs have a slower training policy.

It's as if the departments have the same goal but have different training programs, I thought, as I was lost in thought.

Both education policies have their strengths and weaknesses, but in a case like this one, this situation is fatal to me because I know that in the future I'll have to form a party to get to the depths of the dungeon.

If I had been a better communicator and a bit more jocular, this atmosphere could have been improved and I could have made some friends.

But unfortunately, I couldn't take that kind of attitude because I felt it was unreasonable and I was a little stubborn.

Expressing my feelings

”I'm dying for my training and I don't need you guys to laugh at me.

That's the way it is.

I would rather say so out loud, but saying such a thing would only result in a single word of ”who is this guy” in the society, and the atmosphere would be worse.

I thought several times that the situation was bad, and I tried to improve the situation, but in the end, I decided that it is better to show it by action rather than by words.

In addition.

Hey, old man, can you go to the vending machine for a minute?　I'll have a café au lait.

It's me.

Coffee, black.

They have a complete disregard for the social hierarchy and are about to be used as a servant by someone obviously younger than them.

Most of the time, if you ignore him, he will leave you with a single blow of his tongue.

I'll do it again.

I won't let it get ugly.

At times like this, it is better to keep a cool head and a cool head.

Don't lick my poker face, which I had in a black company.

I'm confident that I can control a certain volume.

All I have to do now is to get through the morning lecture.

Thinking that, I spent the morning lecture diligently.

”This afternoon's training will be a joint work session at Training Center 1. Make sure everyone is in the right place.

But after the lecture, the regular, handsome dark elf threw a bomb that I couldn't ignore and walked out of the lecture room.

''What do we do now?''

Head in the clouds.

Just like that, just like that.

No, it's no use worrying about it.

The word ”sick” crosses my mind, but I quickly dismiss it.

There's a little something called Potions here at the office.

Even if you fall asleep with a cold, you'll recover in no time, so the fantasy is futile.

So you can't be absent from work due to sickness, and there's no such thing as a no-show.

I guess I'll have to make up my mind.

Loneliness is not good at this kind of group behavior.

Even if it's not the result of your actions, sometimes you have to be patient in order to live.

Let's just have lunch.

I was too hungry to do anything, so I decided to prepare for the afternoon's schedule, thinking that it was better that I didn't have a time limit of ten minutes for lunch like I did at my old job.

'I'm Evia, I'm a supervisor here at the company.

His voice, not loud but firm and cold, signaled the start of the afternoon's training .

”It will be explained only once. Everyone listen up, no talking. Today you will battle the dungeon monster.

The reptilian wings, and the wagging pointed black and slender tail, the bent horns on the side of the head, and the long red wine-red hair fluttering in the air, what the demon woman said was cold and upsetting to us, despite the color of her hair .

''The opponents were selected from the subordinates of General Demon King, General Immortal King's army and General Dragon King. These are all low-ranking Souls. Don't trip up here, okay?

Of course you can do it. I feel like I've been implied.

You're free to form your own team, you can work individually or in teams, but this training is an encounter-style training with the dungeon in mind. It's up to each of you to decide.

The figure standing in the center of the room without even looking at the paperwork in a nonchalant and clerical manner looks dignified at best, and cold-hearted at worst .

”The demons will appear for one hour from the start, with a ten-minute break in between, and three sets of them. There will be no escape from the facility during that time. Don't worry, it's not going to kill you. If anything is compromised, just gather around me and I'll guard you with my wards.

The tension in the air has changed and the air around me seems to relax with the reassuring words.

On the contrary, I felt the devilishness of such sweet-smelling words.

There's a difference, but they're similar to the words of Instructor Kio and Instructor Fusio when they tricked me.

I can't help but notice the papers on the clipboard that haven't been turned over yet.

I've memorized them so I don't have to look at them.

It could have been a precautionary document, but I'm concerned that not only Instructor Kio and Fusio, but also Suela and the other instructors were absent from this training.

Training will begin in five minutes. Be quick about it.

But I didn't have time to think about it, and thinking about it wouldn't give me any answers.

There's no one to partner up with and all you have to do is check your equipment and your wooden sword.

Even so, five minutes is not much time.

A quick check of the armor to make sure it's not loose is all that time that passes.

I decided to at least maintain my vigilance and looked aside to see groups of people with the same job or even different jobs.

''You're a mage swordsman?''

One squad was noticeable among them.

A man dressed like a wizard, who was not among the desired professions, held not a wooden sword in his hand, but a serious weapon that he could handle with one hand.

A hybrid of a wizard and a swordsman, the idea seemed to be possible, but the fact that no other equipment like that could be found with him suggests that it wasn't that popular.

Whether he would be all-around good or dexterous, we'll find out later on in the training.

The squad is a bit more rearguard, with him as the vanguard and two other women, one a wizard and the other a healer.

Still, it's not as bad as the other squads.

Three wizards, including the man who tried to get me to pacify him in the morning.

Still, they're better than me being the only one solo.

Plus, it's the first time I've fought a dungeon monster myself.

Maybe my body is tense, but I'm a little tense.

”Let's go as far as we can.

But fortunately, all it takes is a few deep breaths to bring it back to its full potential.

It's not just that I'm dying.

I think it's time.

Your biological clock, which has a demon's time schedule, tells you the time rather accurately.

Take a deep breath again and turn your attention to yourself. You need to stop looking around you and focus on your surroundings and deal with it, or else I'll be the first one to fall out.

Time to begin training now.

Under the calm voice of Superintendent Evvia, the mood of the world changes.

'Warding?'

Oh, my God, I didn't know how to activate it or anything.

Didn't you prepare for this in advance?

That makes sense, doesn't it?

No. .

You quickly deny the words coming from a group of wizards.

And then he glances at the overseer.

A single unposed action.

With a single blink, this ward was set in motion.

I sensed a vaguely similarity between Instructor Fusio's movements, but I don't think that's necessarily true.

Ggggghhhhhhhh!

But there seemed to be no time for deep thought.

A group of dirty green-skinned dwarfs emerged from the magic circle that surrounded us on the perimeter of the large training grounds.

The demon tribe, Suela, the two instructors, and Superintendent Evvia look so unintelligent that it's unfair to compare them to you.

I wonder if we can use the word ”sharpshooter”.

Disposable pawns...such a word seems to fit the term...a group of goblins were attacking us.

Fireball!

Oh!

”Windkatta!

Hey!

The only thing I cared about was protecting myself from the friendly fire that came out of nowhere.

Protecting myself from the magic that was flying around in double digits, let alone single digits, was something I had no choice but to jump out of the way as soon as possible and get down.

''Oh, come on, what battlefield movie is this?

As a result of the results of my training, the damage to me is zero, as soon as I look in the direction of the bullet that landed on me.

You can see a goblin that has become a particle of magic power that has been cruelly erased as a result of the numerous magic bombs that have landed on it.

This is the feeling of a Mongolian soldier who killed a warrior who came forward to fight, despite the difference between guns and magic.

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They're all small fry... So boring!

Hmm?

The male wizard looks down on the goblin and the female wizard looks bored as she releases her magic from her wand.

”Do I have to do this?

The role of the vanguard is to serve as a shield, and the sight of the vanguard denying that outright almost makes me forget the meaning of my own existence.

''Three o'clock!''

The other side!

Can't keep up with my magic!

Hmm?

But then the overwhelming scene started to fall apart.

Did you have to pace yourself?

The wizards have been taking down more and more wizards, the goblins have started to close the distance, not near the magic circle, and the more wizards they take down, the more of them they take down.

Come to think of it, goblins are the type that prioritize numbers over quality: ......

'You're a short distance runner!'

Even though it has only been about ten minutes since it began, the wizards are beginning to breathe heavily.

And as if to confirm my memory, the attack that had come from one direction was now dispersed in two directions and began to attack in numbers.

And now they were attacking in two directions, in numbers.

Get your hands up!

I know!

It's starting to get confusing.

I see this all the time when people aren't able to get their work done.

You can't see your priorities and just keep doing what's ahead of you, and you can't see what's behind you.

The rearguard who uses bows and arrows are also shooting at you, but the number of casualties continues to increase.

Ouch! Do something about the three o'clock!

I knew this was a bad idea, so I got up, screaming, and ran.

”Shh.

Between the wizard and the goblins (goblins), he held his interrupting wooden sword and sucked in his breath .

''Keeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!

yell

Hearing my cry, which stimulated my biological instincts, the space was silent as if it had stopped only in that moment.

'Hey!　You guys don't stop!

That's right, not only the enemy, but also our allies have stopped.

d*mn, these skills are too good or bad!

At any rate, I called out to them in the spirit of having to work with someone I dislike, but frankly, I'm not sure I'd be able to trust them with my back.

Meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!

Still, we'll have to take it down.

Not much to go on! Hey!

Normally, I was either easily ducked or easily received, so I was surprised by the sensation of a direct hit.

Thanks to this, I didn't have time to feel disgusted by the sensation of hitting a living thing.

”KOTIMAYEN!

Before I could even think of the next, my body turned and ran out to the nearest goblin .

I slapped the hand of the goblin with the dagger that proclaimed to be firmly rusty, and when I struck the top of his left head with a recoil, he easily returned to his magic power.

This is the weakest .

When you think about it, though, it seems to be manageable.

You want to compare notes?

Perhaps it was because of the Monkey King's cry that the goblins in my neighborhood recognized me as an enemy.

There were more of them than even G.

The sight of them coming out of the magic circle, one after the other, was a nightmare.

I can beat them with a single swing and have the endurance of all the days of hell I've spent.

I'd like to manage at least three hours.

If she were to drop out of the race...

''Pathetic, retraining!

I feel like a nightmare is waiting for me.

A sharp chill runs down your spine, making you strong.

”I can't lose!

I feel like I'm desperate, but you need to blast that much to get rid of those two devilish (actually, it's demon and bone) smiles .

With a single swing I dispel three goblins.

I waved my past on them as they flew through the air and waved the war flag.

Another side

Oh, well, Immortal King, that Jiro guy is putting up a fight.

”Kakaka, that's right, you know exactly where to stand.

That first spell chilled me to the bone.

Monitor room, a large screen depicting the whole scene, with six monitors on either side showing details on each side.

Mid-term Report

This was a gathering for each instructor to report on the progress of the training.

Besides General Onion and General Immortal, I can also see the generals participating in this training.

''But Jiro-san is doing well. Even though you are a goblin, you have managed to hold back the army all on your own.

At least try it.

”Kakaka, it will be interesting to see how you fare against my forces on the second stage.

On one side, or rather, the endpoint of the goblins that sparsely move around the half of the training grounds is Jiro-san's surroundings.