I kept being called incompetent at home, but it seemed super competent globally

"Are you Sieg?

The next day.

As soon as I headed to the guild to take a special exam, the girl spoke up.

He is a lightly dressed swordsman with two daggers on his hips and a leather armor.

"Uh, what about you?

"I'm Kurta. Guild asked me to take care of your exams, Examiner."

"Really..."

Being entrusted with examining magistrates should be a considerable strength.

But from what I've seen, Mr. Kurta is just like me or a little younger.

I wasn't expecting this feeling a bit......

"Mmm, what's wrong with your face? Are you questioning my strength?

"... it's not like that, but you're a lot younger"

"Kurta is a rare A-rank adventurer in this Raja branch! I'm still young, but it comes with origami for strength!

Receptionist who just followed up.

To her introduction, Mr. Kurta flips his chest fluffy.

This confident feeling, it's a little bit, but you look like Sister Ciel.

With that said, sisters, what are you doing these days?

Are you looking for me?

"Kind of up in the sky, huh?

"Oh, excuse me"

"From what I can tell, you're a lot more suspicious. I don't think I'm confident anywhere, and I don't really feel the hegemony characteristic of the strong"

Hegemony......

Well, you're still half-hearted about being really strong yourself.

About three years after I started training in swordsmanship, I've been told I'm incompetent almost every day.

You can't believe your strength so soon.

"The exam will take place in the training ground beneath the Alliance. I'll be there, follow me."

The receptionist led me down the stairs to the training ground.

Well, it's bright and splendid that it's underground.

The training ground, built like a battlefield, was big enough that even the dragons were likely to get in.

"Then both of you, give me a weapon for mock warfare."

There were several types of wooden weapons on the edge of the training ground.

From that, I take the sword, and Mr. Kurta takes the dagger.

Apparently she uses duplicity and has a weapon in both hands.

"Okay, let's get started"

"Yes!"

"So... special exam, here we go!

Me and Kurta laying weapons to each other, in line with the receptionist's signal.

Hmm... that's a pretty sloppy setup.

But compared to Sister Liza, it's also a good place to be full of gaps.

I was wary when I heard it was A-rank, but is it to this extent?

"Ha!"

Lower your posture and jump forward all at once.

Flash.

The cutting-edge of the sword ripped the atmosphere, creating a blade of vacuum.

Mr. Kurta sees it and circles his eyes.

"Ugh!?

Mr. Kurta jumped back and took the distance, barely avoiding slaughter.

That, is this a rare move?

Sister Liza said it was a "swordsman's basic move".

I'm so surprised to see Kurta, who looks like a sincere surprise.

"Flying fire... isn't it the sword saint's righteousness? Where did you learn to do this?

"Yeah, in the city dojo."

"It shouldn't be a skill I can teach you in that place. Well, this is what happened. Let me get this straight."

With that being said, Mr. Kurta put a dagger on the ground for what it might be.

Is this... Could it be a knifeless flow?

If you look closely, you can see that the magic is concentrated in Mr. Kurta's hands.

Looks like he's going to fight with a magic blade, not a physical blade.

"A wooden dagger is a bad street for magic. It's more convenient if you don't."

"Aww... Kurta, that's too much! Special exams are only for seeing power, you don't seriously fight!?

"It's okay, I won't let you get hurt"

No, no, Mr. Kurta jumped in here in a dance move.

Irregular movements that take advantage of the softness of the body.

It was pretty hard to read on top of it quickly.

Mr. Kurta is apparently the type of guy who specializes in interpersonal fights.

However, it is still a few steps inferior to Sister Liza.

Basically, he can't see a move at all.

The moment I recognize that I have pulled out my sword, the blade has already arrived.

I've been asked to respond to that, and it's not a threat to me at a visible point.

"Huh!"

"Become!"

Put your sword on alternating looming arms and divert them from orbit.

Where Mr. Kurta's position had collapsed, he half-spinned his body.

Keep shooting at her back.

Mr. Kurta, who became a shrimp, said, "Kaha!" and exhale in bitterness.

And -.

"... here we go. My loss."

I'm about to fall, and I'm on my knees, Mr. Kurta.

She declared with some remorse, then in a refreshing tone.

The referee's receptionist makes a slight face as soon as possible.

"Or I won!? Newbie beat A-rank!? What am I supposed to do? This is unprecedented! Oh, yeah!?

"Calm down, calm down!

"Ha! Anyway, you're calling the master!

Shortly after we stopped, the receptionist flew away to get Mr. Aberto.

Me and Mr. Kurta, who have been left behind, look at each other.

"Oh man, it's trouble with her restlessness too"

"What is it all the time?

"Sort of. More problematic than that..."

With that said, Kurta will be packing the distance all the way.

Hey, what is it?

I'm a little pressured by some different signs of her than before.

"Yep......! If I was someone or something like that, I wouldn't be able to answer that, would I?

"It's not that wild. Just like that."

I couldn't help but spit on Mr. Kurta.

I don't know what this vibe is, I've felt it from my sisters before!

When I'm on guard, Mr. Kurta says with a naughty laugh.

"Why don't you party with me?

"Huh?"

I couldn't help overhearing the unexpected words.