Kenshi o Mezashite Nyūgaku Shitanoni Mahō Tekisei 9999 Nandesukedo!?

Anyone can be an adventurer.

Even the nobles. Even civilians. Not even a single sentence. Even if you can't read or write letters.

There's only one thing you need.

I'm ready to risk my life.

The extermination of monsters that do harm to people.

Exploration of the ruins of ancient civilization.

Bring back alchemy ingredients from the harsh depths of nature.

All of this is a vital service to humanity, and an adventure next to death (Quest).

Adventurers die.

Especially if you don't mold martial arts and magic training, and you become an adventurer trying to make money quickly, you die roughly.

So much so that there are specific data that the survival rate of a new adventurer after a year cuts 70%.

Still, those who want to be adventurers don't turn down the rest.

Whatever it takes, it becomes money.

There is a thrill.

It is a child's longing.

And then you die.

That's what I've always been thought of as an adventurer.

But fifty years ago. There was a man there who spoke differently.

Even though some of the dead might have been full of talent.

You can't die before you grow that talent.

Then I'll educate him before he dies.

It was an S-ranked adventurer with two names.

A living legend that defeated the whole demon god one hundred and thirty years ago and still lives.

Carlotte Gildrea.

She hung up on the king of the day to make him fund it, gather the talent teachers deserve, and create a school to raise adventurers.

That's the Royal Gildrea Adventurers School.

It was the school that Laura would be attending from today, and her father, Bruno, and mother, Dora, were also graduates of the Warrior discipline here.

The Royal Gildrea Adventurers School has two disciplines.

Warriors and magic.

The former mainly teaches swords, spears, axes, bows, walking karate, etc.

The latter is magic in general.

And regardless, it is in the Warrior discipline that Laura enters.

"Freshmen in the Warrior discipline gather here!

A male teacher's wild voice echoed in the large school yard.

Laura sighs howlingly, not knowing where to go and horny with her luggage.

No matter how talented the sword is, nine is nine.

Stranger Wang Du. Unaccustomed collective behavior is really nervous.

"Laura Edmonds. I'm a warrior discipline!

"Oh, you're the daughter of that Edmonds family. You sure were only nine. Breaking the entrance exam at that age is an unbeatable talent for both parents. But the classes here are tough. Be prepared."

"Yes!"

Harsh is where you want it.

Laura wants to be strong.

Nevertheless, it seems really unusual to be enrolled at the age of nine.

If you look around, you don't see anyone close to your age.

I didn't know because everyone took the entrance exam separately, but even the youngest was about twelve or thirteen. Some people think they're close to twenty.

Most importantly, it doesn't matter how old you are if you come in. It all depends on strength.

Nevertheless, if you're going to be friends, it's easier to talk when you're close to your age.

I wonder if I can make proper friends, and Laura's getting anxious.

But you'll be fine.

Even with age apart, everyone here aspires to be a first-class warrior.

I'm sure the story plays.

More swordsmen can be best friends with each other, I suppose.

"A freshman in the Warrior discipline, forty-three. Looks like we're all here. Now I'm going to measure your talent with this device. Regardless, talent measured with such tools is just a guide, but for once, it will be used as a reference for future classes. Take it easy. 'Cause I'm not gonna do this right now."

A blue translucent pillar stood beside the large teacher who said so.

As thick and as long as its teachers.

The student called by name touches the pillar with his hand.

Then the light stretched out of the column and began to draw letters in the air.

Apparently, it's a device that quantifies the suitability of swords, spears, and all sorts of magic.

Probably a chunk of magic technology.

Was it made by founder Carlotte Gildrea?

"Next. Anna Arnett"

"Yes."

The girl who answered and came forward was about thirteen years old. Her hair was burning red.

Maybe she's the closest thing to Laura.

Seeing how Anna walked, Laura accidentally roared.

Still young... or young, it was like a first-rate warrior.

I know because I've seen the real first-rate: Father and Mother on a daily basis, it's Laura's idea.

And the device proves me right.

Name: Anna Arnett

Suitability of the Sword: 98

Suitability of the spear: 81

Axe Suitability: 66

Bow Suitability: 70

Martial fitness: 83

Seeing the figures displayed in the air, the teacher leaks his voice "more".

"I think I figured it out from watching earlier, but even those who pass that rigorous exam, aptitude is roughly 50-60. But Anna is 66 for even the lowest axe. It's 98 to reach the sword. Definitely genius. If any genius is ever so proud, that's where it ends."

"I won't be chronic... I'll do my best to drill"

Anna answers the teacher with a sharp voice.

Hearing that, Laura shuddered at the samurai.

I'm sure she'll be her own competitor. That's what I had a feeling about.

"Well. We still have Anna's magical fitness. Even those in the Warrior discipline have no harm in using magic. If you can afford to remember, Don, remember."

Attack Magic Suitability: 04

Defensive Magic Suitability: 29

Recovery Magic Suitability: 08

Enhanced Magic Suitability: 31

Summoning Magic Suitability: 06

Special Magic Suitability: 10

"Wow. This is a good balance. Block yourself with defensive magic. Enhanced magic allows you to strengthen your physical abilities. That's a rooted white soldier style, Anna."

"… reassuring that the preferences and aptitudes match"

Anna, who shrugged so much, was smiling with real pleasure.

I can see magical aptitude even though I'm a warrior discipline. Teachers also recommend the use of magic.

Laura felt uncomfortable there, but she also decided not to put it on her face and make an adult because she felt that the education she received from her parents was extreme.

"Okay. Laura Edmonds next. Looking forward to seeing what numbers come up."

The students look strange at Laura's little figure, then hear the last name Edmonds and cheer "oh".

"Is Edmonds that Edmonds? Couples who hate magic and are melee maniacs... so skewed but so strong as ghosts"

"I've heard you have an only daughter, and I'm sure she's about that age. I didn't know you were going to be enrolled in the same year..."

"And you're not even ten years old. Conne?"

"Idiot, do you admit that the school of the Great Sage is Cone's admission? Strength, strength."

The gaze of all freshmen in the Warrior discipline concentrates on Laura.

In her life, Laura blushes and goes in front of the device on a small run, having never received more attention.

And -.

Suitability of the Sword: 107

Spear Suitability: 99

Axe Suitability: 74

Bow Suitability: 68

Martial fitness: 75

Everyone is flabbergasted by Laura's numbers.

Even the teacher opened his mouth to Pocan, and then he looked like a bitter laugh.

"The Suitability of the Sword Over 100 Er... I'm afraid. Maybe not since the school was founded?

It is just a guide such as the measured figures.

Even geniuses end up there if they're chronic.

That's what the teacher said, but he was glaring at Laura's numbers.

Laura also had a high nose.

I'm not going to tease you anything else, but if you still have a sword talent for yourself, you can't be happy to be shown in numbers like this.

It also reassured me that it was higher than Anna's.

Why, I was anxious to know what to do if my sword was less apt than Anna's.

The Anna was staring at Laura.

They're also aware of this one over there.

It's still a rival.

The difference between the numbers is 9. Probably cover it up depending on the effort.

"Well, the next step is magical aptitude."

I'm not interested in that.

I'd rather not see it.

I guess there will be high numbers there.

Because I could use magic without practicing.

But Laura had no intention of using magic or dust.

Therefore, ignore whatever number it is.

And I was deciding...

Attack Magic Suitability: 9999

"Hmm?"

"What?"

"Become!"

"Fault!?"

"Can't be 999!?"

"Idiot, different digits. 9999!

I first looked at the first attack magic figures that came out, and both students and teachers made odd noises.

Digit difference.

The dimension is clearly different from the figures that have been displayed so far.

It is 9999 where there was a fuss that it was over 100.

There was not a single one, such as one whose understanding was catching up.

Laura is also stiff and can only admire her aptitude, which is displayed one after the other.

That was a nightmarish sight.

Defensive Magic Suitability: 9999

Recovery Magic Suitability: 9999

Enhanced Magic Suitability: 9999

Summoning Magic Suitability: 9999

Special Magic Suitability: 9999

Laura's consciousness was flying.

Become a swordsman. I don't use magic.

This reality is too shocking for a nine-year-old mind who was so burning his ideals.

"Laura, Laura. I was wondering if you could come over here for a second!

And when I realized, a wizard-style teacher, however wearing a robe, was inviting me towards Laura.

"Because I've already talked about it. You're a magician. Yes, say hello from today! Hey, that's an unexpected number. It is a pleasure to welcome talents like yours. If it's just talent, it even outweighs the Great Sage. You may repaint your magical history!

Laura turned bright white in front of her. And

"Wow!

and cried out, falling down in the butterflies, completely passed out.