924 Episode 0924



On Ray's second day as an instructor, Ray stood with Grink in the gym as he did yesterday.
 There were forty students in front of them.
 They are third‐year students in S class.
 The students were devastated by their decisive difference in the mock match against Ray the day before, but they were still young and recovered to some extent after the night.

(Well, it's not persuasive for me to say you're young.)

 Picking up a mock war spear he used yesterday, Ray glances at the three-year S-class students.

"Well, today is another mock battle."

 The moment Ray's words are heard, the students buzz.
 It's only natural that in the mock game yesterday, he showed his strength as much as he could say.
 No one could laugh at Ray, who had the strength to describe him as a monster, when he was told to fight again.
 But... it wasn't Ray who spoke to these students, it was Grink.

"Calm down, gentlemen. I understand you're scared to be told to fight Ray yesterday and today."

 The moment Grink says the word scaremongering, some of the students frown uncomfortably.
 He must be the most competitive of the students.
 But he didn't speak because he thought it would be inevitable to have another mock battle with Ray.
 Grink's words go on in the face of these students.

"But think carefully," Whether you're going to be a knight or an adventurer, I think there are many people here who will choose either way in the future. And whether you're a knight or an adventurer, you don't always have a weaker opponent to fight against."

 Grink's words were true.
 It's not impossible to fight against a notorious adventurer or a better opponent than ourselves in an earlier battle of knighthood.
 Also, if you're an adventurer, it'll be even more pronounced.
 It's not unusual for a monster to appear at the invitation of an adventurer. Often such monsters are strong monsters.
 Grink's words go on when he sees the students listening deeply to it.

"What do you do when you're faced with someone like that? Encounters with absolute strength stop the movement of the body itself. That's enough to be overwhelmingly trampled down without even having time to run away. --but."

 Grink pauses and turns his eyes to Ray.

"Mr. Ray here is an overwhelming powerhouse, as we all experienced yesterday. Don't you think this is lucky because you can fight against Ray so that he won't die? What happens if you encounter someone like him in action? You understand that very well from yesterday's mock war?"

 Grink's words open his eyes as if each of the quiet students had noticed something.

"Well, yes," It was worth the time that I entered the academy to fight such a monster and beleaguered creature."
"Are you safe? ... I'm safe in the sense that it's not life-threatening, but in my case, I have a lot of course.
"Isn't it a little cruel to exercise that power without mercy on women?"
"Stupid or you. Monster or whatever, do you think you'll judge that your enemy is a man or a woman?"
"Well, the oaks are aimed at women first."
"There are other people who might make such judgments,"
"... oh, come to think of it... he's a little bit... "
"But his ability is definitely real. I would definitely rather fight Ray than fight him."
"No, no one would normally judge you to fight a Rank S adventurer."

 students who talk to each other like that way
 Grink watched it in silence for a few minutes, but when he determined that the conversation had come to an end, he resumed.

"Well, then, it seems to me that the matter has been settled." I'll ask you one last time. Those who wish to have a mock battle with Mr. Ray should lay down their weapons. If you're going to run away without asking, I won't force you to. What would you do?"

 Listening to the question, Ray discovers Grink's nastiness, contrary to his language.
 This is a three‐year S class.
 That is to say, all the best students in the three years of the military academy.
 It will be difficult if such students are asked if they can run away in front of everyone's eyes just because they're scared of the other person.
 We can't easily imitate ourselves because we're proud of ourselves for being elite.
 If you do that, you may not have to fight today, but the rest of the students will undoubtedly despise you.
 Also, if this matter spread to other classes, the S class itself could be underestimated, and no one could stand it.
 Well, if that were all the way, some might still have escaped, but here's Grink... there's a military academy instructor.
 There's no doubt that if you behave like that in front of that, your grades will be adversely affected.
 If you are in a class called S class, which is recognized for your best ability, but you run away when you face a strong opponent, you can't take your eyes off it.
 The only way to avoid this was to confront Ray here.
 A glance at these students makes Ray smile under his hood.
 However, the students could not see Ray's expression well because he was wearing a hood, and even gave the students the impression that he was a carnivore licking his tongue in front of prey.
 ...he smiled in admiration that no one would escape in this situation.

"Oh, hey. Aren't you going to be beaten to the bone?"
"No way... No way." Yeah, I'm sure it won't happen. Maybe... maybe."
"You're completely upset,"

 Listening to the students talking in low voices, Ray wonders inside.
 Why are you so afraid?
 After a little thought, they still find no answer, and decide that what they don't understand will be put off and put down the hood.

"Well, it's time for another mock battle. ...but it takes a little too long to do it one by one, and it's too busy dealing with everyone at once. That's why five of us are here. Eight pairs make just one class' worth. So they keep playing mock games with me until the end of the class."

 It would normally have been a salvation.
 Even if you can't do anything by yourself, you'll be able to manage it if you if you have five people.
 However, the story is different when the opponent in the mock battle is Ray.

"Why, five of you?"
"Five of us is not enough, is it?" It was no use fighting with us all in the first place, wasn't it?"

 Yes, even if all 40 of us in a class fight together, we are treated with ease.
 The five of us tried to fight against such an opponent, but we didn't think we could win.

"Quickly divide into five." ...I'll do it for another hundred seconds. and I'll make you fit the rest of the way you know.

 At Ray's words, the students rush to find their partner.
 Even though it's called S class, not all the students have the same ability.
 It is true that even within the S class, they are clearly separated in order of ability, and because of that relationship, everyone is not sure...

"It's you, it's you, it's you, it's you, it's you,"

 In the end, Ray makes a random decision on the five.Originally, there is a chemistry between weapons, but they don't seem to care at all.
 But there was no sign of Grink stopping it, just staring.
 Of course. Being a knight doesn't always mean you can't fight with your weapons in full swing, such as shooting from behind with a bow.
 What's more, if you're an adventurer, you can say even more.
 That being the case, it was important to follow and fight with each other, even in some difficult situations.

"Well, there's one, two, three, and so on in that order." Let's start with the whole team. The mock battle is five minutes long. If you get a blow from me in the meantime, you'll pass. My grades are..."

 Ray pauses and turns to Grink.
 Grink gets the stare and nods back slightly, understanding Ray's point.

"I've got Grink's permission, and whoever can give me a blow, I'll get the highest score in the mock game."

 The moment we hear Ray's words, everyone is buzzing.
 No wonder. This is a military academy, and most of them will be knights or adventurers in the future.
 The most important thing there is intelligence, as well as actual strength.
 In other words, mock warfare is the most important lesson for students attending this military academy.
 The students couldn't help but be excited if they could get the highest score in the mock game.
 If the opponent is Ray, he changes his mind so that he can fight against a strong man like Ray without risk of dying.

(I tell you, they're very cashy.)

 The students, who had been reluctant to fight against them until recently, were full of motivation the moment they were dangled with the bait of grades.
 It's probably less psychological resistance to just give Ray a blow instead of telling him to beat him.
 At such a change, Ray grabs a spear with a wry smile.

"Well, let's get started. Then a team... Come on!"

 As Ray says so, the students in the group take action.
 Two people, each armed with a mock war weapon, head to Ray with a long sword, one with a spear in their hand to break through Ray's gap, and the other with a bow that seems to be his favorite in the sense that this is a blow to Ray.
 This team is lucky to have two archers in their group who can carry out long-range attacks.
 It's a different matter, though, whether an arrow hits Ray or not.
 In fact, arrows shot to check are easily knocked off by Ray's spear.
 Even if arrowheads are rounded at the tip, the speed of the arrow is almost the same as that of ordinary arrows.
 No, we are fighting in a place called Ningling Gymnasium, and since we are close to the archers, we can say that the speed is better.

"You're lying!"

 I've seen similar scenes many times in yesterday's battle, but when I see them again like this, I'm absolutely amazed.
 The agitation easily manifests itself in the precision of the arrow, and the other archer, who sees the disturbance of his companion's movements, slows down.
 Thus, when the protective fire becomes weak, Ray can easily cope with the attack of those holding the long sword, and one of the men holding the long sword is easily attacked by the torso and collapses to the ground by the blow of the horizontal naginata spear fired while avoiding the attack.
 I'm not fainting.
 I was only struck with the handle of a spear on top of the armor I was wearing, but a shock came through the armor.
 It's not broken, but it's definitely bruised.
 Another man with a long sword is also easily flown up into the sky with his body entangled with a spear.
 Kick the man's torso, looking up for a second, with less force.
 He must have hurriedly recovered to his senses when he saw that the two long swordsmen who were in charge of the front line were eliminated. Two archers shoot a number of arrows in succession.
 However, all the arrows were knocked down by spears.
 The man holding the spear tried to break the gap and fired a full-speed thrust, but Ray's body was easily avoided, and on the contrary, he even showed a rough technique of holding the handle of the thrusted spear in one hand and lifting it up as it was.
 Ray understands that this is a mock battle, so he slows down the student who was supposed to have a spear on the floor.
 The student was, of course, treated as uncombatable at that time.
 If the three avant-garde players are beaten like that, the archer will not be able to do anything about it, and he will be hit and dropped out.
 Waging a battle that could be described as one-sided, Ray looks to the archer's... especially the slow first, and opens his mouth.

"Don't let the guy who is supporting you from behind get upset easily. Accuracy of support is literally life-threatening for a man fighting in the avant‐garde. Be mentally strong. And don't be dragged by it just because your company is in disorder. Both long swords are easy on the ground. You're one step behind in pulling it back, though it's OK to stick it out. That's why I caught you by the handle. Also, when your body is about to be lifted up, let go of it quickly."

 Listening to his faults from what he sees... Ray opens his mouth again, with the students looking depressed.

"Next".

 The short words made the next five people head for Ray, wondering if they were going to be beaten up.