The Reincarnated Corporate S*ave Will Not Rest Until He Becames the Strongest in the Other World

Next, take exam number 987, Sirius Astelle.

Yes!

Be guided by the examiner and stand in front of the objective at short range.

When I looked closely at the object nearby, I could see that it was thin and magical, and that it was not only physically hard but also magically strengthened.

"Phew......"

Take a deep breath and grasp the handle of the love sword "Thunderbolt".

At the same time, I started filling two magic ceremonies with magic while boosting my energy with "practice spirit".

Enough energy and magic to open up the magic ceremony.

Lightning Aura Lightning Blitz Accelerator

----Beech, beech, beech.

Enhanced by lightning attributes with a lot of magic, the body discharges a lot of electricity.

The moment the sword is removed, a large amount of electricity from the sword generates a powerful electromagnetic force in the sheath and ejects the sword at a high speed.

That's the flash of a moment.

---Quinn.

The sword was in the sheath.

However, only the remnants of the thunder floating there told the story of the sword being shaken.

--- Chin.

With the sound of the knife, a disconnected object falls to the ground.

It was found that the cutting surface was red and melted, and it was an ultra-high-temperature slash.

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As the venue was wrapped in silence, a cold sweat came out of my body.

... ahhhhhhhh! Too much...!

No, the mesh is so stiff that I thought I couldn't slay it with all my might... I can't believe it...

Was it too quick to apply "magnetic" magic inside the sheath (enchant) and make it a railgun spec...?

No, or is it the one who 'liberated' Enhanced Magic and put it on the slash...?

The cutting surface was melting... I wonder if I couldn't stand the temperatures at which the magic of lightning was "liberated" like such an idiot...

No, the most important cause is the sharpness of Thunderbolt.

Doesn't anybody use an S-rank sword to cut that temperament?

No, it must be. Yeah, I'm not bad.

Running away from reality, it seems the examiner has returned to reality.

"... hah!? Well, we have to trade targets... no, Sirius Astaire, for now, you have to take the next long-range test."

Roger that, sir.

I'm going to go for a long-distance test while giving weird answers to a lot of upset questions.

To be less conspicuous...?

No, that was because of Thunderbolt, but magic will be fine with the boulders.

Stand in front of the target and start filling the magic ceremony.

The magic you use is a magic that doesn't explode flashy, doesn't penetrate, it's a magic that basically strikes with a pinpoint.

By the time the magic ceremony was fully filled, the leaked magic began to produce some electricity, and there was a beep and a discharge sound in the vicinity.

All right, let's go.

"Thor Hammer"

Following my motion as if I were doing an upper, a thunderbolt of thunder at the bottom of the target is shaken over the sky.

--- Pahhhhhh

With the sound of a dry burst, it shatters into pieces, and the thunderbolt spreads.

No loud noises or explosions were made as planned, no damage was done to the building, and (...) powdered (...) crushed (...) plainly (...).

Yes, the only difference in plan was that (...) the powder was (...) crushed (...), but that was the biggest problem.

…………

Again, as the venue was wrapped in silence, I felt unbearable and turned my gaze to Ms. Air.

Ms. Air waved her hand to the side with her stupid eyes saying, "There's nothing I can do about it."

"Um... this is the end of the practical exam...?

I'll call the examiner with all my heart to get out of here.

The examiner who returned to reality to my voice opens his mouth with a confused expression. [M]

"Ah, ahh... wait till you announce your first pass."

"Yes, excuse me."

With permission to leave, I moved away from everyone's gaze to the next door to Ms. Air, who had a stunning expression with a dry laugh.

"Ahahaha... I've done a little too much..."

"Who are you... really?

"I'm just a country swordsman...."

"I don't suppose it's too late that a mere country swordsman could use such stupid magic."

Did you think there was no point in pursuing any more? Air sighed with a sigh.

The silence of the test site subsided, and Zawazawa and everyone were gossiping about the incident earlier.

"Who is he? A demon race?

"I thought you were weakened by taking too much damage.

"I didn't even realize I slashed it because I was too fast...."

"Don't worry, neither do I."

"That magic was more powerful than advanced, wasn't it?

Monsters, monsters.

Say whatever you like, who is the monster?

If I were a monster, what would my father and mother be, Demon King?

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Thereafter, the practical examination proceeded unharmed and was announced as a successful primary examiner.

Nearly 200 of the 2,000 candidates had been squeezed out, but they had managed to pass because they had ruined their skills.

Air is also passing and is pleased to be able to proceed to the secondary exam together.

Entrance examinations are divided into primary and secondary examinations, with the primary exam consisting of written examinations, practical examinations, and the secondary exam consisting of practical examinations.

Only those who have passed the primary exam will proceed to the secondary exam.

Secondary exam field trials will be conducted with the teacher to assess overall combat ability.

As a result, acceptance or rejection is determined and a class classification is carried out.

Classes are divided into five classes, S, A, B, C, and D, by ability.

Class classification varies from year to year depending on the class classification test held at the end of the year, so it may increase or decrease depending on the effort after enrollment.

Practical tests allow the use of weapons and magic.

Everything is tested in a pseudo-space created with magic tools, and even if you die there, you will not die in reality.

If you lose your life in a pseudo-space, you will be forced to leave the space and your body will be returned to its pre-battle state.

Also, if you exit the pseudo-space on the way out, it will be returned to your body before the battle, so it seems that you will not take any damage such as injuries.

However, it seems to feel painful until it leaves the space, so it is no different from the actual battle.

While doing so, Air will be in turn and called by the examiner.

"Examination No. 986, Air Sylvie. Go up to the arena."