Cheat Magician Life That Started From Being Judged Useless

On the tenth day of the tenth month, a Wednesday, today is the day of the training session that Donovan-san was forced to attend.

My original goal was to be able to do the bare swing with the wooden sword as an example, but I had to prepare for the frustration of being beaten to a pulp by Girik and the rescue of my classmates, so I had to train very hard.

The training escalated because I had to prepare for the rescue of my classmates and the frustration of getting beaten to a pulp.

No, isn't it weird for me too? But I was on a training high, I guess you could call it a training high, I was leaking adrenaline and dopamine, and the momentum of the moment was flowing freely, yes.

My body was amazing, it was amazing after I took off my clothes.

If this is the case, we should be able to get through today's class.......maybe.

When I checked at the reception desk of the guild to see if anyone had applied to participate, of course they had, and the lady at the reception desk looked at me with pity.

Ah, so it's known that Mr. Donovan has his eye on me.

No, so, Otto, please stop worshipping me, I'm not dead yet.

We head to the training grounds on Wednesday, as they say you can start the course on Wednesday with practical skills instead of classroom training.

A group of people carrying wooden swords and unraveling their bodies are participants in the course.

I was wondering what's going on, and then there's Muel and Gillik who doesn't need to be there, what's going on?

Good morning, Mr. Muell, Mr. Gillik.

'Good morning Kent, yes, I feel like I'm getting rugged again...'

Heh, he's a little short. I wouldn't call him muscular.

d*mn, I'm in a good mood after Muel-san told me I'm getting tougher, so why do you dogs interfere with me, you know!

Well what happened to you two?

Yeah, I heard that Kent's taking a class, so I thought I'd just check in.

I came to see you slayed in cold blood, thank God.

'Oh my god, why does Gillik have to be so hateful.......that's why girls don't like him.

I don't care about girls...

You're not interested in me, you covetous little dog, you're looking at Mr. Mewl with covetous eyes.

But I don't know if I'll ever live up to Mr. Muel's expectations.

I don't want to be...

Okay, yes I'm sorry.

Oh, my God, Muelle did that to me in the morning.

"Hey, stop crying about it and get going, you little f*cker...

The first thing that comes to mind is the fact that this is a good time to interrupt people's good mood.

"Muel, Mr. Muel, I'm going to do my best, you'll see.

Yeah, go for it, Kent!

I thought it was a stinker of a line for me, so I blushed good and I think I was able to give it a naive boyishness.

Yeah, yeah, I'm an actor, by myself.

After Muell-san's shout-out, I headed to the training place before Gillik could open his mouth.

When I glanced back, I saw Gilik glaring at me with an expression on his face as if he had bitten down on a bitter worm, but I can't interrupt the training course, you know, I'm going to get angry with the scary, scary Donovan-san, hehehe~.

"Oh........is this the correct place to meet for the training course?

'Oh, yeah, is this your first time in a Wednesday class?'

Yes, it's my first day.

'Oh, yeah, yeah, by the way, are you the knightly type? Or are you a surgeon type?

Well, you see, it's a miss...

''Oh, yeah, but it's okay, we're only a hair's breadth away from being beginners here, so don't worry about it, oh yeah, I see, it was a bad call, that's a bit disappointing...''

What, you're a no-show and this is your first lesson?

Oh, that's a lot of work, but don't worry.

Oh, yeah, that's a tough one...

Yes ... well ... well ... I'll do my best.

Everyone who attended today's class seemed to be good people, and when they found out I was a hazmat judge, they gathered around and encouraged me.

I feel kind of bad about it, even though I'm actually a cheat mage.

As Donovan-san, who played the role of instructor, appeared, the circle surrounding me was lifted and the training course finally began.

'Yes, I didn't feel like I could get away with it, so...'

Yes!

The ability to perform the wooden sword without difficulty is a requirement for attending Wednesday's class, so it seems to be checked first.

The quota is 100 times for each of the following exercises: frontal swing, swing down, upper right to lower left and opposite direction, upper left to lower right, and side-nagiri from both sides.

The first time I swung the wooden sword, it felt quite heavy, but now it's light and light, it's like swinging disposable chopsticks.

The reason is because on the third day of training in the middle of the night, Reinhardt made me a swinging stick to replace the wooden sword.

The swinging stick was carved out of a chopped down log by Reinhardt, and it was about 50% heavier than a wooden sword.

We used it for repeated swings and strikes, and from the sixth day of training, we used an even heavier swinging stick.

So, an ordinary wooden sword is light, light.

"Ho........Kent, you're getting pretty good at swinging it properly, aren't you?

Yes, I've been training.

Oh well that's going to be a bit of fun.

Hmm? What do you enjoy?　I have a bad feeling about this.

''Alright, we've all passed, then let's start the course, get your armor ready!

Yes!

I mean, is this the armor preparation you used last time?

As everyone except me seemed to have experience in this training course, I followed them and we headed to the warehouse of the training ground, where everyone began to put on the leather helmet, body and basket, which they had used in the training with Gilik.

Wow, I knew it was this, the basket hand, hey...it smells bad.

However, when I wore it last time, the armor felt heavy, but today it doesn't bother me so much.

"Alright, we're ready to go, get out in front of Kent!

Yes, sir.

We're going to meet up now, and I don't care who it is, pick a partner.

'What? Is it all of a sudden hand-to-hand?

'Yes, if three of you win, you can attend the wind day course, now choose...'

When Donovan said that, they all started pointing at me and appealing to me.

I see, when I told them that I was new to this training course and it was a hazing decision, they all kindly encouraged me because they wanted to make me a sitting duck in the winner's circle.

'Well I don't know who's who, so I'll leave it to Mr. Donovan.

Are you sure? You might pick the strongest one.

Yes, I'm going to put a bullet in that a**h*le someday, so...

Hearing my words, Mr. Donovan grinned and gave a terrific smile.

''Ho ... I see, then don't be shy, Isak, deal with it.

Yes, sir!

Isak, who had been nominated by Mr. Donovan, happily stepped forward, and the others let out a sigh of disappointment.

Isak is not as tall as Gillik, but he is taller and has a shapely body, and if it were only for looks, he looks the strongest of the five.

I see, so this is what Donovan-san calls a fun thing to do.

Me and Isak faced each other with a distance of about five meters.

I don't allow you to thrust into the face, but you can hit the outside of your armor if you wish.　It will end as soon as I determine that it is an attack that will likely render your opponent unable to fight.　Ready........begin!

Isak stepped in furiously at the same time as Donovan's signal and slammed into the kesa-kake.

On the day I practiced with Girik, I would have tried to catch him, but he would have been thrown away.

But today's me is different.

I knew he was going to lick me and make a big swing at me.

The moment Isak raised his sword wide, I stepped in sharply from here as well and decided to pull out my body, dodging the wooden sword that was being swung down.

'Until then, winner Kent!

Oh.....

Donovan-san's winning name was greeted with a groan from those around him.

When I glanced at him, I saw Muel-san clapping her hands and being pleased.

Girik is glaring at me with a face like I can hear his tongue, hehehe~, how is it?

All right, get ready for the next one, Hermann.

Yes, sir.

Hermann is not tall, but he has a thick chest plate and looks how strong he is.

'Ready...............begin!

Hermann doesn't jump in, as I've just seen Isak lose in front of me.

With the wooden sword at his side, he tries to jiggle his way around to my right side.

In contrast, I, with the tip of the wooden sword held in my right eye, swinging slightly to the right, move my foot to the left as Herman moves.

It seems that if Isak is moving, Hermann is still, aiming for a counter.

If so, I guess we'll set it up from here.

When you try to go around to the side and to the side, you will inevitably find yourself in a stable and unsteady situation due to the movement of your feet.

When you open your legs firmly, you can use your footwork to meet your opponent, but when your stride is narrow or crossed, you cannot use your footwork.

Keeping an eye on Herman's upper body movements, I raised my sword at the right moment when his stride was narrowed and stepped forward, shouting in a spirit.

''Hey!''

Hermann hurriedly opened his stride and unleashed a side-neck from the right, aimed at my torso.

I quickly pulled my body back as I was about to step in and dodged Hermann's sword while simultaneously punching out a basket of swords.

''There's a winner! Winner Kent!

'Ooooh...'

Mr. Donovan's voice causes a louder groan than before.

Muell-san jumps up and is happy to see me.

Is this going to make me fall in love with her?

No, no, no, no, there's still one more person left, so we need to brace ourselves.

Next time, Colt, get ready.

The third one is the smallest person ever, but he seems to have a certain quirk to him.

He has a long tail and a very ape face, but ape-beast man? I wonder what it is.

He smiles and feels strangely confident with a grin.

'Ready...........................begin!

UGH, ugh, ugh, ugh, ugh!

Heh...?

At the same time as Donovan-san's signal, Colt started swinging his wooden sword on the spot.

Naturally, it was in a position where I couldn't reach it at all, and I was taken aback with a pause.

That's when, without even raising a gale, Colt threw a one-handed thrust at me.

''Ugh!''

The fact that he was able to play his first shot is only a result of his training.

But Colt throws a series of one-handed thrusts, just like fencing.

"Ukiyah, uuukyah, uuukyah, uuukyah!

Ugh.....................

After a series of one-handed thrusts, Colt spun around even more and attacked me while I was defending myself.

''Ukya, ukya, ukya, ukya, ukya!

"Eggy....oh shit....

Colt's thrusts pushed me to the ground, and when I involuntarily turned my upper body upside down, I was knocked off my shins.

'That's it, winner Colt!

'Yikes! Come on, come on, the next one....

Isak, deal with it.

Before Colt could name his next partner, Mr. Donovan named Isak.

'Ukki, ukki, don't I get to pick my partner?

"What, Colt, are you saying I made the wrong choice?

No, no I didn't mean it, but...

Colt must have been trying to choose an easy opponent to team up with, and he looks very unhappy.

"Kent-sama, you've been caught by surprise, haven't you?

'Yeah, I know, it was so sudden, I just went blank.'

"If you handle it calmly and move to the left of your opponent, you're the guy Kent could have beaten.

Isak played Colt's one-handed thrusts with great intensity, and then he attacked the rest of the game in one fell swoop, easily winning the game.

''I see, you're not such a strong opponent once you bring it to your own pace.

'That's right, the man relies so much on surprise and lacks the basics that he's vulnerable to opponents not being able to fall into their trap or disrupt his pace.

'I see, but maybe it was a good loss to learn a lesson,'

"You're very good, Mr. Kent, but it's important to learn from your losses.

Isak also overwhelmed one of the people who had been going around to visit so far.

'Next time, Kent, get ready.'

Yes!

Donovan-san nominated me as Isak's third person.

Izaak, who is facing me, stares at me with a look of fighting spirit, unlike the loose expression he had on his face earlier.

It's Kent, I'll keep my guard up this time.

Nice to meet you.

Begin!

Earlier, Isak had stepped in carelessly, but now, like a helmsman, he held his sword at his side and began to jiggle to the left.

His appearance is like a cat-like beast aiming at its prey.

Isak's way of fighting is to overwhelm his opponent with force, and if they clashed head-on, he would be pushed to the ground and defeated.

The only way for me to win is to somehow exploit the gap and deliver a sharp blow.

Probably, in terms of ability, Giliq is much better than Isak.

But while Giliq wasn't serious at all, Izak is in serious mode as he's about to step up to the next class.

As they move in a circular motion, watching for an opening, they are slowly closing the distance between them.

Sweat is running down my temples and chin, and my neck is tingling with tension.

'Shhhh!'

Isak stepped in sharply and unleashed a flanking blow.

I tried to avoid it by flying backwards like I did with Hermann, but Isak's step was so deep that I had no choice but to match my sword.

The other side is receiving it at the tip of the sword and the other side at the edge of the sword, but his hands are numb and he is pushed in, losing power.

Isak uses his momentum to throw a kesa-kiri from the right.

I was able to scratch through it in the first fight, but this time he pushes me in and drops back, so I have no choice but to take it.

Even though there is a significant difference in size between them, the sword that was used to strike the opponent was flicked to the right.

''Oops........''

Slurp!

Oh no...

I was not able to defend myself in time against Isak's side-nap of the chase, and was hit with a heavy blow to my left arm.

''Winner, Isak!''

'Shhhh! I mean, I'm sorry, Kent, are you okay?

With my left arm in my arms, I do my best to work on healing myself.

I'm in so much pain that fat sweat is lazily flowing down my face.

'No, no, you're not okay, I hit you pretty hard, and it made a nasty noise...'

Isak calls out to me with concern, but it's hard for me to answer him now.

'Large, strong........just a little numb, just.......'

'No ... but you ... but you ... Mr. Donovan, what do you want to do?'

'When you've calmed down a bit, take him to the infirmary, he'll be cracked, if not broken...'

No, no, it feels like it's completely broken, but that's okay, the pain has already subsided.

After checking the numbness by gripping and opening my fingers, I slowly move my elbow to release the numbness.

'Hey, no, Kent, don't force it.

No, it's all right, Mr. Isak, I'm quite numb now.

Oh, come on, man, you're tough for a little guy, man.

As I continued to bend and stretch, using self-healing, the pain and numbness went down.

'It's all right, Mr. Donovan, let me continue.

Oh you're sure you're okay?

Yes, I just need to get some more rest and I'll be fine.

I thought it would be suspicious, but you wouldn't think that I, the judge of hazards, would be using healing magic without chanting, and it's too frustrating to retire here.

''Kent-sama, you were a little too defensive.''

'Yeah, well, I pulled back because I thought I was going to lose my power, so I got pushed back even more.'

That's right, if your opponent is strong, you must strike against them before they are at their full strength.

''Yeah, I guess you don't understand unless you've experienced a real battle.

How I see it, you're still going to have to be there for the training...

I'd like to say that this is absurd, but I need to think about it for a moment...

After this, the five of us, minus Isak, continued to stand together, and I managed to beat the three of them.

''Yes!

Okay, Kent, we have a wind day course next week.

What... what?

What's the matter, what's the matter with you?

No, no....nothing...

Those guys upstairs are going to be a whole lot stronger, so you better get your shit together.

Huh, huh...

Why am I so happy to be moving up to the next class?

I mean, do I have to keep training to be one step stronger again?

Let's see.......is there any harem event with the cute girl that comes with cheat mages?

Yeah, yeah, yeah....