010. First Test (2)
“What is this…….”
The instructor who opened the door created inside the dungeon faced, surprisingly, a freshman who abandoned his colleagues and ran away.
The instructor, who easily subdued the scandalous fugitive and descended deeper in search of the freshmen, had no choice but to face an even more surprising sight: the Minotaur, a mid-level monster, massacred in a large cavity.
“Is that what you did?”
I’m not an instructor so ignorant that I can’t grasp this abnormal situation. Several freshmen were already looking at one person with blank eyes, so he could see who had created this wonderful scene because he had eyes.
“Yes.”
It’s a calm answer for what created this wonder. The instructor muttered lowly as he threw the golden tanning at them, the newcomer who had lost his mind.
“I didn’t see the situation from the beginning, but I got a rough idea. Freshman, what the hell did you do? Seeing this scene, I couldn’t help but ask.”
“…… Flat hit.”
“What?”
“The one that dealt with these monsters is a flat hit.”
The instructor nodded heavily, thinking that it might be the secret aura of Wittelsbach, a master of swordsmanship.
‘Pyeongtae, pyeongtara. I can feel the strong momentum just by hearing the name.’
* * *
“Be careful. The weapon wielded by the goblins here, the kukri, is a style of weapon rarely seen in empires or kingdoms, and should be dealt with by those who are at least skilled at measuring distances. It’s not that we don’t know the saintess’ skills, but please don’t worry and leave it to us who are ‘strong’.”
“Ah, it’s okay… ….”
“That friend is right. How would you send the saintess into close combat? Please leave it to us.”
“I’m really fine… ….”
Arwen shook her head as she watched the members of the group exploring the dungeon together.
No matter how useless they are, the fact remains that they are also freshmen and must prove themselves in this exam.
However, I wondered if a noble person called a ‘saint’ would make a fuss just because she was with me, and I wondered if I would feel uncomfortable as a saint.
‘Saint… ….’
She is said to be Arwen who does not pay much attention to human culture, but she would be lying if she said that she did not arouse any curiosity.
The saintess she saw was a unique person. Even her pretense, the luxurious white outfit suits her very well. However, her saintess did not hesitate to jump into her dusty, dirty and rough terrain.
It is inevitable that Arwen and the members of her crew will be frightened by such a saintess’s actions. It seems that she made them uncomfortable by taking the lead, as she was called her god’s messenger or her surrogate.
Nodding off.
Then, when her eyes met Arwen’s, the saintess bowed her head with a bashful smile.
Arwen had no choice but to admit her innocent appearance.
She is originally Arwen, who was captured by a human slave trader while fleeing from a war that broke out in the Great Forest of the East. That’s why, except for a few people, distrust of humans was high enough to pierce the sky, but even Arwen had to admit the good heart of that saintess.
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“For now, it would be nice to take a break here. I can’t find the instructor.”
How long did he go on the road while dealing with monsters?
It was a large space that greeted them. Judging from the fact that there is a trace of a fire in the corner, it seems that the freshmen who were put in before stopped by.
Since it’s been a while since I entered the dungeon, my body and mind are tired. That’s why there was no member of the group who objected to a short break.
So, while the members of her crew were resting on their seats, Arwen raised her head and looked at her at the sight of her saintess sneaking up on her.
As expected, it is an elegant figure that exudes dignity even when gathered up close. She knew at least that even Arwen, who was not impressed with beauty, had an unusual aura.
“Let’s talk.”
“…… You mean the story?”
“It may sound rude, but it’s actually my first time meeting an elf.”
The saintess smiles while saying hehehe. She has a smile that will melt her longing for both men and women, but why does Arwen feel strangely uncomfortable about it?
“How did you end up taking the academy entrance exam?”
“…… This is what happened after chasing the light.”
“Light…… Surely, that light must mean a certain person, right?”
“… ….”
Unlike her first impression of an innocent woman, she is a woman with strong insight. Arwen, who was stabbed to the point in an instant, shut her mouth.
But is there anyone who doesn’t know that something means affirmation? Soon after, the saintess put on a friendly smile again and continued.
“I have it too. You are like a shining star.”
“Are you talking about the saintess?”
She also had a surprising confession. If she is like a shining star to a woman of any age, what a great person she is.
“Yes. It’s embarrassing to say, but she’s the one who helped me when I was a trainee priest to become a saint. When she was entrapped by the heretics, she bravely appeared and brought me out of the threshold of purgatory.”
“That is very fortunate.”
She said that even the saintess had her days as a trainee priest, and she also felt like she wanted to.
She thought that she was just a being who lived a life that was not envied by others because her destiny was decided from the moment she was born. However, after listening to the saintess’ brief words, she felt that she had a lot to think about.
Arwen wiggled her fingers for a while at her saintess’ confession out of the blue, and she soon told her saintess one of her facts.
“The person I spoke of also saved me when I was young.”
“You mean salvation.”
“Yes. He saved me from the fate of being captured and sold by a slave trader.”
“Oops… ….”
A saintess covers her mouth in surprise, perhaps because the story is darker than she thought.
Well, unlike Arwen’s idea, even if she was a person who lived a fierce life, she was a slave trader, so it was clear that her story of being sold would not be very relatable to her.
No matter what anyone says, the woman squatting next to Arwen is one of the noblest people on the continent.
“I’m so glad. If she ever sees him, I’d like to thank him as well.”
“It won’t be difficult.”
How many stories did she have? The other members of the group looked at them with wide eyes in the conversation between the beautiful elf and the saint, a symbol of nobility, for a while, and soon a clearing sound came from the darkness as a person appeared.
“Kheum, this is the end of your test.”
“Are you correct, Instructor?”
“It’s not even called that. You can think of it as the director of the entrance exam.”
“That means… ….”
“Yes, you all passed. Of course, the evaluations will be divided, but it is encouraging to receive a passing stamp without a single dropout.”
After saying that, the instructor took out a notebook and started writing down something. I thought maybe it was to evaluate the freshmen, but…….
“Isn’t it necessary to get a separate stamp of approval?”
“Yes. Are you more innocent than you look? Seeing that he believed the words to go into the dungeon, find an instructor, and get a passing stamp.”
The saintess, who had silently watched the conversation between one member and her instructor, turned her head to look at Arwen.
With this, her test is over. She doesn’t know what kind of evaluation she will receive, but she feels good thanks to the fact that she has made a precious connection.
“Come to think of it, we don’t even know each other’s names.”
“…… Arwen. Just call me Arwen.”
“I am Cecilia. She is undeservedly called a saint, but now she is here as a freshman at the academy.”
Cecilia and Arwen.
Their unexpected meeting took place in the underground dungeon of the academy.
* * *
“Hmm…… ?”
Right after the entrance exam was over, an officer frowned as he spread out the evaluation items of the freshmen.
In his eyes, an abnormal freshman’s evaluation item was in his eyes, and seeing it, he felt annoyed.
“Leadership S, monster handling ability S, dungeon understanding S, student talent evaluation S, student level evaluation S. Are these a joke?”
At this time of year, thanks to the pouring in of freshmen, he is an office worker who is so overworked that his hair falls out. Thanks to the extremely subjective evaluation of the instructors put into the dungeon, it is a daily life to suffer from the task of classifying students, but isn’t this an excessive level of evaluation?
His annoyance is indescribable as his sponsor, the family’s son, had his admission canceled due to unexpected circumstances.
“Stupid. If he got the back money, he wouldn’t even show it.”
The officer scolded his successors, the instructors, for no reason. Of course, that doesn’t mean he’s innocent, but isn’t this too obvious?
Even though there are many people who get admitted to a higher class by sprinkling money on the entrance exam, this was a line that was properly crossed. He’s not a hero from some legend…….
The only power he has within the academy is that he is one of the final decision makers in classifying students. If he’s out of his sights, no matter how much he has a background in raw meat, he can’t get his way through the selection process.
“Is anyone out there?”
“Yes. Here you are, Sorority Officer.”
“Call the instructor in charge of Team E-2 here.”
“Okay.”
The young master of the Tanning family, who was already in the same group, was banned from admission by the academy itself. Then at least he had something to show the Tanning family, who sponsored him a huge amount every year, so he was sure of his choice.
“What is money? It’s pitiful.”
He knew that the Wittelsbach family was a renowned swordsman in its own way.
But the situation is already spilled water. The secretary thought that having no place to return to was what he was doing at a time like this.