BJ Swordmaster

Outside the test site.

Candidates in the internal waiting room could not watch the test process, but they were not outside.

Spectators, including examiners, were able to watch every student's test from beginning to end.

The result is the same.

The examiner did not announce whether to join, but it was easy to guess the result if you had any eye for it.

"Only two. I'm disappointed."

"How high was your nose? I can see that you were talking about getting accepted this time."

"This is going to dampen his conceit a little bit."

Someone has failed.

He was a member of class C, and he was a trainee who was immersed in a sense of goodness that he was different from others.

Thin talent didn't cross the test wall.

Whenever the results came out, the people who watched presented their own impressions.

Despite the same results, the atmosphere was varied accordingly.

It was a part of the student's usual attitude, and Melissa, the tester, also checked their reactions.

What if your goal is to pass this test?

Being good is enough.

Even if your usual behavior is a mess, you won't be penalized.

However, the reason why the royal family dispatched the Knights to the site was to snatch the "excellent talent" early on.

What if these applicants later qualify and join the Royal Knights?

Now Melissa is caught in the record she wrote down.

At that time, the test site was a disturbance.

"Austin…" Is that him?”

"What happened? Did you really apply for the exam seriously?”

"No way! That's Austin! The one who always smiled with a dumb face!"

Austin Rodrick.

The reason was the existence of a trainee wielding a sword fiercely at the test site.

Few people knew he was the blood of Duke Rodrick.

It's the same that my real self was hidden.

But now, Austin was outperforming the monsters and performing the task.

"…I'm going to pass. I can't believe there are two successful candidates.”

Someone evaluated it.

Austin was the eleventh applicant.

Nine were confirmed to be rejected, and two, including Austin, were the opposite.

In the first place, it was a rare test, and now the trainees just watched Austin with amazing eyes.

Soon the last monster fell down.

Melissa, the tester, wrote something down in the evaluation paper with a note of satisfaction.

Austin disappeared from the test site.

There's only one left.

The last applicant was Henry Camilton.

***

"I think it's over.”

Henry Camilton looked at the door leading to the test site.

Beyond that, Mana, who was fluctuating, stopped.

Each person had a different feeling of mana, and so did the way they operated mana.

"Austin's Mana is gone. I'm sure the wizards are watching...…it's not as difficult as I thought it would be."

Unlike other trainees, Austin's examination time was extremely short.

Henry knew Austin's skills.

Of course, I haven't revealed everything yet, but it's possible to infer to a certain extent.

This level of difficulty for Austin was not a big burden for Henry either.

[It's a fraud. It's like a monthly nuclear bomb.

[If I put this in, it'll look clearer, right?]

[I see it with my heart!]

"I think so, too."

Henry admitted coolly.

Observer's eyes.

The newly acquired characteristics of achieving a one-star article were showing performance beyond expectations.

The test site and the waiting room are separated by thick walls.

But Henry could see Mana fluctuating beyond that in real time.

No, it was actually more of a peek than a clear one.

That alone made it possible to infer the approximate situation.

"Henry Camilton. To the test site."

The supervisor who was staying in the waiting room said.

It's finally my turn.

There was no tension, but a certain type of painting could satisfy the viewers, but it was full in my head.

Clack.

Henry entered a square space.

The walls were common ash, and the interior was still empty.

There's one special thing.

It was very wide around.

At least as wide as this academy's training ground.

Considering that there are generally 40 people who can accommodate in a single training ground, it was a place where monsters could afford to come out in droves.

"It looks like a large number of battles are ready."

Henry gave a short appreciation.

I didn't know what to say yet.

I love you.

I took the test sword that was paid.

I lowered my posture. It raised tension so that it can respond to whatever pops out anytime.

"This way."

Henry turned left.

The space shook like a haze, and Henry's first opponent finally appeared.

[Toblin is sitting down]

[Toblin] [Fantasy is all about Toblin]

[Goblin is the rule for level 1 monsters]

"It's Goblin."

I couldn't understand why viewers were reacting like this.

Considering the fact that the wizard was called "aggressive wizard," it seemed to them to be that familiar.

Wizards are that close to Goblin? I don't think he's that picky.’

Henry turned it over, wondering if he had been a reason.

It's not the time to relax.

About five goblin appeared.

His physique was so small that he thought he would reach his waist at the most, but Goblin's fear did not come from physical strength.

Kerrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr.

"It's like he's planning something vicious. The weapons in your hands are extraordinary. That dagger is a poison sting, and what he's holding next to it is a dirt bag. If you're right there, you'll lose sight."

Goblin was highly intelligent.

He was just as good at using tools as humans, taking a vicious way of fighting to the point of being called baby demons.

"The other three daggers seem to have been poisoned. As soon as they stab, they can neutralize humans. You're not going to die. The poison they love is the kind of poison that paralyzes them."

The reason Goblin was considered evil included an extremely cruel disposition.

They are not left to die in peace, and most loved game is kept alive the game was right to a slow and painful death.

"They're very disgraceful."

Henry moved.

Mana presented Henry with a high speed. Frustrated, Goblin shot a poisoned needle and bounced off the sword.

The next thing that flew was the dirt bag.

"I don't want to put this on the table."

He avoided it leisurely, and struck out the poison dart that flew again.

The distance from the target has been narrowed enough. Four others threw something all over the place, but Henry fell weakly off the mana he had put all over his body.

"You have to think of it as consuming Mana only when you don't have the same vision as you do now. It would be convenient if I could keep looking around."

Cough!

Henry lowered the sword diagonally.

Holding a dagger, the arm stretched out like a foot was cut off, and Goblin's head flew in the air.

"If you do, you'll lose your combat persistence."

[Is the mosaic for real?]Lol]

[He's afraid he's going to get into a channel van]

[What's with the mosaic?]

Mosaic.

It was a new expression, but it didn't respond.

It wasn't the time.

Kerrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!

Laughing!

There were sharp cries everywhere.

The rest of the Goblin was at the death of his kind.

"In fact, it's not because I'm sad. Goblin don't have any kind of kinship. I'm just trying to turn my eyes on them."

[Looking away???]

[Why are you looking away?]

"It's simple. It's one of the things you need to be careful about when dealing with Goblin."

One more time.

Henry swung a sword to cut off Goblin's limbs that he had just killed.

"You shouldn't be relieved that you cut your throat. It's because they can move for a certain period of time even after the head is blown away.”

It was actually a movement close to instinct.

Goblin was a hunter full of evil to the bone, and drove his opponent to death.

This was the reason why the rain caught my attention.

To give Goblin a chance to attack, who is dead.

[A touching story...]

[They're demons]

Satan will give you a standing ovation. Crazy]

[At this point, what's the point of calling him Toblin?] Why is he so good at jap-mob?Lol]

The response in the chat room was very positive.

Henry's explanation was specific, and every explanation was followed by actions that supported him, and as a result, the things that he said happened.

"In fact, if you don't let your guard down, you're not a picky opponent. Now that I've told you everything I need, I'll organize the other four in the same way."

Now that I've delivered all the information.

Now what I had to show you was not an explanation, but an action.

The rest of the Goblin will take care of Henry's evidence.

"These two."

Blocking incoming attacks, approaching, and cutting.

At the moment of cutting, the mana is wrapped around the entire body to block attacks from the rear.

"The third one. There are two left."

It was a very simple strategy, but if you stick to these conditions, you wouldn't be beaten by Goblin or anything like Goblin.

In reverse, I meant it could be dangerous if you didn't keep it.

"Hold one…… One more time."

The last goblin collapsed.

There was no body left, as if to prove that it was a fantasy.

"That's it. This should be the first one, so there are four left."

Mana still had plenty.

There was no physical burden.

As if to be aware of that fact, no rest was given.

"We've got a more demanding opponent than Goblin. It's an orc."

[Laughing again]

[Goblin's okay]

[When's he coming?][Laughing]

[So funny]

Again, the wizards reacted as if they were used to it.

It was a rather violent reaction than it was in Goblin.

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"Not a lot. Orcs are simple. Unlike Goblin, he's fraternal and aggressive.….”

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Henry replied with action instead of words.

a total of three orcs

Bigger than Goblin, smaller than humans.

He had a solid body and was a race that preferred honest and collective combat based on him.

But no matter how sharp Orc's weapon was, it was far from enough to penetrate Mana's walls.

"One."

Whoops!

Orcs that fall with green blood.

Now Henry had his mana maxed out from head to toe, even on a sword.

It wasn't the speed at which orcs would catch up, nor was it a level of qualification to prevent.

"Two."

Even the second orc collapsed. The remaining one's eyes turned red.

This was the characteristic of a species called okra.

The moment when all the people of the same race collapsed and were left alone.

The oak in question showed unparalleled power compared to the previous one.

"It's kind of like a photo-transfer. Without fear, only anger fills my head. With Oak in this state, you can slaughter dozens of ordinary humans."

He draws energy from deep inside and uses it for battle, and collapses and dies shortly after the battle is over and die.

It's fighting spirit that doesn't break even if the limbs are cut off.

"But if you lose your neck, you die. It's the same as not being able to penetrate Mana's walls.”

Thud. The third orc fell, and Henry shook the green blood off the sword.

"It's over."

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"Oh, I'm so happy that it's fast."

It's as much as 300,000 won.

This donation was much more valuable to Henry than the fact that he passed the second stage.

And even before the next monster came out, the second mission of Oop-Op came.

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"Immediately……."

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"Oh, five minutes is twice as long."

The viewers cheered. He shouted the name of Oop Oop one after another, and said, "Thank you for your quick progress."

Of course Henry felt the same way.

"This time it's a troll. I'll skip the explanation."

BJ Swordmaster

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