Chapter 43: Selecting Trainees for the Breath Pack
"Sorry to excuse me a little, but it's really hard for me to do it because you guys are so kind." Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info
Looking at the two of them, who had just known each other for a short time, I couldn't help but interrupt them without permission.
Two minutes ago, I was ready to meet and start my journey to another world.
But unexpectedly, the poor guy who was originally the object of Lu Jian's uneven sword pulling out his sword was suddenly, awakened, and domineering.
And the arrogant guy who looks like a thief, whether it is his appearance or lines, where he appears, meets all the conditions for being hung up and beaten. It should have been the object of my crusade, but he was actually unexpectedly easy to talk to?
- It's not normal.
No matter how many times I have to say, this is really abnormal.
Because of this inexplicable reason, they just looked at the mung beans and looked at the right eye inexplicably.
"I said, you two guys, are you so satisfied?!!
The situation seems to be getting very strange.
The sudden questioning seemed to frighten them, and they both looked at each other suspiciously, then turned to me and said in one earnest voice, "Well, that's right, is there anything wrong with that?"
Something is wrong, something is really wrong.
This kind of routine, which has been seen 10,000 times, should not be this kind of development.
"I said you, fat doorman. Why is it that you, who are even a pervert who can't be a voyeur of female adventurers' underwear, cry bitterly, can inexplicably awaken strange powers at such a time and resolve the crisis safely?"
"Well... I can't find a reason for you to say that, but I just want to do it."
After the fat doorman covered his forehead and thought for a long time, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, revealing a mysterious smile and said: "If you have to say it, before you think of these things in your mind, your body has already moved on its own."
Hey, hey.. This kind of irresponsible remarks, are you a brave man who is crusading against the demon king?
I won't admit it! I won't admit that this kind of hero seems to have to speak! This kind of thing really shouldn't come out of the mouth of a decadent guy who wants to spend the whole winter by the fire after earning enough to live on.
“…… Well, let's not talk about you yet".
After sighing, I cut my gaze to Suspect Two:
"What about you, low-level magician, please follow the script process? You're arrogant to the end! The fat doorman is retorting to you, you should use magic to get back to the field, why is it such a talkative guy——?!
"What a rude title, I'm Lord Daxter, a magician approved by the Wizards' Guild! For example, if you can, please remove the word "low" when addressing me......".
In the face of my scorching questioning, the bamboo pole magician whispered with insufficient confidence.
Yes.. You're shy, and you still have to change the name of the deputy minister to the deputy minister.
"I ask you. As a staff member of the Royal Capital Academy of Magic, why are you here at this time of day?"
"Eh, why the hell? Oh, yes. Because today is the day of enrollment of the Royal Capital Magic Academy, I was sent to this town as a handyman to test and select talented young people."
The bamboo pole magician was stunned for a few seconds, but he finally remembered his purpose.
He always remembers, and that's what I'm here for.
Judging from the information I have heard among the adventurers, today is the biennial Wizard Academy Admissions Day.
At this time, there will be a lot of students or staff working at the Royal Capital Magic Academy, going to the magician associations in each town to test the magical talents of local young people, and then admit new students.
The Principality of Sismal, which is a member of the [Eastern Magical Federation], is naturally no exception.
"Uh-huh, I can understand it, I can understand it. At the behest of someone in the Academy of Magic, a guy who usually has enough of being angry, suddenly came to this kind of town where there is nothing, you should want to experience the feeling of superiority from the royal capital."
"Talent, talent, talent".
Hearing me say this, the low-level magician Daxter was startled, and his gaze immediately drifted away.
"No, no, no, it's not that I disagree with this approach, it's better to say that I'm a supporter of it. If you think about it, if you are still cowering at this time, then you will never have a chance to raise your head again in your life!"
"Yes, yes, you're right. If I don't dare to be arrogant now, then I can only be a pitiful worm for the rest of my life."
"That's it!
Looking at the stupid magician who understood the current situation with satisfaction, he finally understood.
But that's fine, it's not in vain that I told him this. In short, after a short period of persuasion, I let out a long sigh of helplessness when I looked at the stupid magician who had already clarified his position.
"What to do if you understand, you all know it, right?"
"Arrogant, arrogant?".
"That's right, that's the way it is. As you just said, even if you're just a low-level magician, even if you're just a low-level! In this case, you must be arrogant and domineering in the face of ordinary people!".
"Please, please don't say low twice in a row. Original, so it is".
The low-level magician Dust nodded as if he had learned, and finally put me at ease.
After all these completely unnecessary things, I was finally able to get the right direction of development.
Now that the goal is in place, it's almost time to start the face-slapping operation.
Next, all you have to do is wait for this idiot magician to react, and after being reprimanded by a passerby, he starts to go crazy without saying a word.
"That, that, senior, because it's the first time I've come to this kind of town to recruit students, and I don't know much about these things. If you have time, could you please point me in by my side?"
Surprisingly, the low-level magician named Dusty seemed to be more respectful to me.
This idiot magician......
"Hey, did you listen to what I just said? Didn't you do a good job before, attitude, attitude, you have to show that you guys are all hillbillies! Why are you putting on such an angry bag again!"
It's hard to reason, and somehow it's like to have a junior.
What I want is not this kind of development, but to make me arrogant, can't I be slapped in the face in a down-to-earth manner?!
"Oh, I'm sorry senior. Because I am usually used to it, I accidentally become the same as before. And.. I think with the attitude of my predecessors towards magicians, I should be a great character, please!"
The idiot magician bowed down respectfully to me, not knowing whether to call him an idiot or a smart person.
How to say it.. Now I guess I can't say that I'm really just a warrior, so you can hurry up and be mad at me, I'm really not a person with a deep background or hidden strength.
Urban legends are all deceptive, and there is no such thing as a guy who forcibly pretends to be wrong when he sees that the momentum is wrong.
"It's okay for you to be so casual, just find someone to guide you through the work of the Magic Academy?"
"Well, that's fine. After all, the job is very simple, because there are magic props to test magical talents, and it is just a matter of charging for the use of magic props for those who come to test them. If you want to, you can replace me, and you only need to inject magic power to use magic items."
Oh, this young man is very interesting.
Although he looks cringe, this guy is actually talking nonsense.
If you sincerely think that it is an admirable character, if you just want to find some advice, you will not use the words "replace me", after all, the use of magic props requires the ability to manipulate magic power, and ordinary people can't do it at all.
In other words, the scheming dog was asking me if I was a magician.
I don't know if he would suddenly turn his face if I didn't know how to use magic props.
"Hmph, okay. Then let the old man take the test instead of you, it's really not good, the current magicians are really getting worse and worse, learn hard, young man."
The slap in the face failed, but I managed to say another line from the must-have quote of the traverser.
"When, of course. Thank you for your advice."
After being stunned in surprise, the low-level magician Dust stammered.
Hm.. I'm just here to have a good time. In that case, what could be more fun than being an examiner.