The Best Assassin, Incarnated into a Different World's Aristocrat

The results of the written exam were staked out sufficiently before the end of the break.

The students flock.

Anyway, when the break is over, the next exam begins. Only now can we confirm the course of the journey.

"That, Master Lug. There are two pieces of paper sticking out the test results."

"You have to stick out the servant frame."

Nobility can bring up to one servant, and if that servant has magic, if he wishes, he will be in the same class as the Lord, taking classes.

Nevertheless, there are no ten servants with magic overall.

When classes are divided, boundaries are set for each without including the servants.

"I did, I did. I'm the best in the servant frame! And to the right (sixth place) it says: What is it? Well, I'm relieved I didn't have to embarrass Master Lug."

"Sixth place is ranking in the whole. You're a good grader with your chest up. Normally, I can go for S-Class."

"That's amazing. I was affordable, too, but I might have lost. I want to see the results too, but I can't see them at all."

Dia is jumping to take a peek from behind because she's crowded and can't get close to the ranking chart, but it seems tough on her for being short.

"Dia, let me give you a shoulder."

"Geez."

Shoulder her. Dia was unusual and raised a pretty voice.

"Thanks, but I'm a little embarrassed... and I'm your sister. You look like such a child."

"I'm my sister now, I'm fine"

Yes, Dia is my sister, albeit a fake family registry.

So as a brother, I will do this.... and Dia's thighs are good. Slippery and warm.

Honey, no. That's not what I did with my heart.

"Did you see the ranking?"

"Yeah, I can see it. Uh, Lug's in first place. Oh, lying, there's two of us in first place. Earlier, the Kizza Man came first."

... I see Neusch wasn't just a man with a mouth.

I expected to get a full score as long as there were no mismemories in the teaching material that I learned about history itself.

Then Neusch also scores full or close to it.

"I'm third. Ugh, I'm sorry. I was secretly after first place."

"No, it's too good a grade. Practical skills are witchcraft and somatography. Dia would make a lot of money from witchcraft, and not bad physical surgery. I can aim S-Class enough."

"If it's magic, no one can beat you. Lug, I'm a little suspicious if you're dealing with him."

Dia's chanting and magic manipulation are in the realm of art.

I win with simple output, but I don't feel I can win with fine control.

"Speaking of which, how's the brave man doing? You'll see from there."

"I don't know his name, so I don't know."

"No, I know. Epona. Epona Liannon."

After hearing the information that the brave men showed up, I did a lot of research.

And we know that the brave man was not born, but awakened.

It's just that ordinary people have suddenly been reborn as brave men.

Epona Liannon, like Towaharde, was born in the Baron family.

It was also a fallout born of nobility but without magic, and the Baron Liannon family sometimes had a hard time having a child other than Epona, which seemed to be a pretty hard time.

In addition, Epona Liannon has many strange points.

I am definitely a man on the household registry, but the more I look into it, the more suspicion I have that I am not a woman.

Thus, if you look at the real thing, you don't know which one.

"Epona, epona. Oh, there he is. Eighth from the bottom."

"... thanks. Mostly."

Put Dia down.

There seems to be no sign of this brave man being highly educated.

That means you shouldn't have been trained in magic either.

Basically, you can think of it as just a brain muscle.

"I thought you were a brave man, but you're not."

"After all, it's what I've piled up in my life so far. Even if you were born with non-standard abilities, that's not all you can do. But he's only fourteen. It's going to stretch."

That's why there's a school.

"Um, Master Lug. From now on, I feel like people around me are watching me completely."

"I can't help it if it's this grade."

Famous noble children are paying attention to us.

Noych, who ranks first with me, is the Duke's house, and it's not weird to have good grades, but it's strange and abominable that we in the Baron's can get all this grades.

Finally, I am not convinced that I lost to the lower nobles because of the education and smartness I have received.

But some guys didn't seem to care about that.

"I thought you took first place with a bluff, but you can't believe you're lining up with me. After all, you're as good as I thought you were."

Neush, a beautiful blonde boy with a nice shoulder.

"Let's try each other, later in the day"

"Of course. I'm after chief enrollment. I won't lose...... for once I'll tell you, I wouldn't know if I dropped my grades on purpose to make the Duke's house have flowers. The ceded chief is worthless."

"I know. I'll do my best, too."

It's not a lie to do everything in your power. Only to the best of my ability to show you.

A bell marked the end of the break, and the instructor came again to announce the start of the second half of the game.

◇

Half of the afternoon's practical exams were also over.

Let's start with the magic exam.

Declare the attributes you are best at, chant and activate the three defined magic types, and be graded.

The grading criteria are four points: the amount of magic emitted, the conversion rate of the magic emitted, the chanting speed, and the magic accuracy.

I suppressed my magic and chanted with a degree of magic that was only extremely good within common sense.

The result is second place.

"Hmm, because magic won't beat anyone"

The first place next to me is the throat and face.

"That's just great. It was such a beautiful chant that I fell in love."

"I don't care about magic conversion. No matter how many times I look at it, I don't know how I can convert it without all that waste"

Convert magic into magic without wasting it.

That is an extremely important technology. So I'm making so much of a trial and error that I don't like it myself, but I really can't beat Dia.

In the case of general magic, 70% is the standard, and I hang around 90%. But always 90-50 minutes in Dia's case.

This isn't just about better fuel consumption and more magical power. Accuracy is increased because there are no negative effects from unconvertible magic.

Me and Dia's conversion rate changes only five minutes, but those five minutes are huge.

"I'm fifth...... even though Master Lug taught me a lot"

The tart is dropping its shoulders.

By the way, on the tart are Neusch and the brave Epona.

Seeing Neusch chant, I was convinced he was a hard-working man.

I'm pretty sure you have a first-rate master, with taste. But I can't do as much magic as that.

We need a bloody effort.

I'm a kizza guy and I like flashy. But there's a definite effort behind it.

And the unexpected is Epona.

That's a mess. Magic conversion efficiency is poor. below the general level of 50% to 60% at best. Chanting is slow too. Poor accuracy, too.

But the magic releases were too substandard, and that alone drained Neusch and Tart from their overall grades.

"Hey, Dia. That, can you believe it? The basic magic of the Fire Class, [Flamesphere], what can I do?"

"Yeah, I don't want to believe it either. You're such a bullshit, nasty sorcery. What would have happened if I had worked out properly and chanted with a normal degree of goodness?"

[Flameball]. As its name suggests, the magic that produces the sphere of flame of the great cobbler.

Fluffy and flying slowly, to the extent that the epidermis burns if hit.

But the [flameball] unleashed by the brave man was different.

A scorching bullet, like a compressed sun, ejected at a rate that exceeded the sound, turning everything on the path ashy and disappearing far away.

... this is it with primary magic. Probably skilled at enhancing magic as well as simple magic power.

I feel relieved when I think about fighting that one.

The salvation at least is that chanting is awkward and even elementary magic takes dozens of seconds.

That, too, is a weakness that disappears if you learn in this school.

Because they showed me this stuff, they wanted to kill me right now.

◇

And physical surgery.

First, perform various measurements.

Muscle Strength, Instantaneous Strength, Leaping Strength, Endurance, Reflex Nerves etc.

Measure them.

It was the tart that shined here.

These measurements appear to compete for the superiority or inferiority of just physical abilities at first glance, but in the case of magical possession, the technique of strengthening physical abilities by magic becomes more important.

It is better to change the strengths and weaknesses of each part in such a way that it interacts with the movement of the body than to strengthen the whole body with a touch of magic.

But it is high technology, and there are only a few things that can do it.

From what I've seen, it's about me and Tart, Neusch, who can do that in a student.

Dia is still studying.

Nevertheless, as if to laugh at that kind of technology, with naive enhancements, the brave man came first in all the items by showing off his overwhelming performance.

I don't feel like I can win at all. The comparison itself is wrong.

That's a monster.

No, even the word monster is raw.

Took pity in his writing, and he's already back around walking away from the brave, and he's sticking well to Epona.

However, what worries me is that Epona is going to be unable to breathe.

I make laughs, but it looks spicy.

He doesn't like human relationships.

And when that was what inspired us to be friends, we were doing the math.

◇

Finally, it will be the last exam.

The final exam is in action. See magic and physical abilities, its comprehensive technology.

In fact, the active knights come and work with the students.

The weapon has a blade pull, and even a wizard who specializes in strengthening self-healing by magic refrains from doing so, and some doctors.

... Of course, there's no way I can beat an active knight.

It's not about winning or losing, it's about the game, and they appreciate it there.

The Knights School Arena is large and lined with six rings.

Tart, who was quick to fight, moved to the holding room and watched the game with Dia.

"Well, that sounds like a great guy."

"Right. It's good to see the power of synchronization early"

... Towaharde is not the only one investing in education.

Generations, the lineage that gives birth to knights. A family line that built its place only with martial arts medals, such houses thoroughly raise children as combat weapons from an early age.

Some of them were comparable to active knights.

"Lug, is Tart okay?

"I think we're gonna be okay. Oh, I can see it. It's strong."

A tart with a spear outweighs even an active knight.

Tower Harde, and trained to do so using pre-reincarnation technology and knowledge.

The tart appeared on the ring.

I've already taken out the spear I usually hide in my skirt.

Opposite the knight...... or so the knight bowed his head before the start of the game.

It's not a pre-game thank you, it's a pure thank you.

Tart is confused and says he did. And after the knight told him something, Tart was turning his face bright red and then desperately asking for something.

Something happens and the venue turns to pieces.

But they started the game without a thing, and Tart won.

No way, I didn't think the servant girl would win, and all her gaze gathered in the tart.

Because of what happened before the game, being a servant and a woman, some people made noise that it was eight hundred, but those people are not enough to take it.

If you look at the tart spears, you'll know it's strength, and the people you don't know aren't worth putting in sight.

Tart is back, so ask him about the pre-game thing. By the way, Dia headed to the holding room as the order approached.

"Um, there was a time when you had real-life experience on the battlefield. That's when they thanked me for saving my life."

"... that time"

When I was in Murteau, I made him go through a real fight on the battlefield for a time, considering that Tart didn't have enough real experience.

"Yes, I'm surprised you didn't expect to meet someone you fought with then"

"And then I was asking for something, but what was it?"

"That, on the battlefield, was called with two embarrassing names, and I said," That guy, my work, and I'm appealing two names to the teachers, so definitely don't. Well, two names are embarrassing and I don't want to be called. "

"Don't worry if they say so."

"... Dear Lug, you can't tell anyone else at all.... [Thunder Speed War Maiden]... I would never want to be told this in public"

[Battle of Thunder Speed Maiden]? Indeed, it is in Tart's style of combat.

Overspeed using advanced physical capability enhancement technology and acceleration by wind.

Not only that, but flexible bodies and excellent reflex nerves make no monotonous movements in their velocity range, and use their own bodies.

Exactly, I can say thunderous war maiden.

... There are just some weaknesses. The tart is still growing, and I can swing my moves at that speed only now, but it's still getting faster.

As it is, I can't keep up with my own speed. Sooner or later, you may need to give the eye of Tower Harde.

"Speaking of which, when is Master Lug's game! I was looking forward to seeing it."

"Mine's the last, so you have time. More than that, Dia's battle is about to start, we need to back him up."

"Say it quickly!

Dia started meeting with her sword.

But I feel disadvantaged.

It took about five minutes to settle, and although we fought well, we were defeated.

Dia is a magical mainstay, although she has one street of combat training at her parents' house. Recently, I started teaching full-scale melee combat, but I'm still in the groundwork.

"That was a shame."

"It would be enough if we could get that far. That would give you a good score, and with your current strength, you can't want more than that."

Applause. Dia did everything she could.

Dia leaves the ring. And it was Epona who came to replace me.

The opponent is the Knights Commander.

A man at the top of the knight. It's not just a position, it's strength. Such a man, fully equipped.

That armor, it's not just armor. I use super rare metal misrills. It has strength and hardness that is not comparable to iron armor.

Good call. In his class, if he doesn't have superior equipment, he'll pull the blade, but he's in high danger of getting killed.

The game begins.

If you think Epona disappeared and showed up in front of the Knights captain, it solidified in a fist-shaking pose and disappeared to the Knights captain. Late, the roar sounds.

I heard a second roar as I was searching for the Knights Commander.

Epona's fist, the knight captain dressed in armor in his linear audience, is engulfed for a few meters.

A closer look at Epona revealed scattered pieces of crushed misrils all around her.

... you mean you smashed a misrill with your fist?

Brave men suck. I meant to know that.

No way, not so far.

I couldn't even see movement in the eyes of Towaharde.

I mean, if I were the one standing over there, I would have followed the same end road as the Knights Commander.

Plus, the brave are immature. Therefore, it still gets stronger.

"Better than Cetanta, that sucks"

I'll admit it. That brave man is inferior to Cetanta at the moment.

But in less than a year, it'll be more than that monster.

I have to be strong too, I'm suspicious that even assassination can still be done as it is now.

Renew your resolve.

And now that my turn's here, I'm going down to the ring.

Without difficulty, I was going to lose after showing off that good fight, but it got a little hot.

Let's do a little bit of hard work to sink this burn.