I Aim to Be an Adventurer with the Jobclass of “Jobless”

In the combat classroom, the students had already begun their training freely.

"Oh, you're here, too?

It was Larnia who spoke up.

It leads right into the battle coaching room to the side wall.

"Hey."

"Usu"

When me and Sail say hello,

"Heh... we got along.

Sounds pretty compatible. "

Words came back that seemed a little unexpected.

The Larnian guy, that's what you thought.

I'm just teaching, and maybe I have eyes to see what they're all about.

"It's self-training, so you can do whatever you want, but don't cause problems."

I was told to push in case.

Do I look like I'm gonna have a problem?

Larnia had already said what she wanted to say, taking her gaze off of us and checking the surroundings.

It's just called voluntary training, some students encourage basic training, others wave swords, and some are pairing hands together.

Looks like we've got about twenty students in all.

Among them were the same Class A dark elf twins.

The strange thing is that some students have never seen it in Class A,

"Selected classes are possibly AB class joint?

I was curious and asked Sail,

"That's right.

Blacksmiths and alchemy are just as good as joint classes.

I guess that means there aren't many students taking classes. "

This is the only story I can snort because this is the only student who comes to the Combat Instruction Room (here) to train voluntarily.

"... I don't care who's here. All I do is train me."

Sail was full of motivation.

As much as you went out of your way to tell me to help train.

"So, what are you doing? You're a team player? Is this a real fight, or do you want to train in magic?

"You used to say things to me when I fought you, didn't you?

First of all, can you tell me that again?

When you say you fought Sail, did you mean at the welcome party?

You weren't listening to me at all then.

"Gu... Oh, when I was, I had blood on my head.

I'm aware that it's easy to clean, but I can't really control my emotions. "

"That's a big drawback. If you lack calm, you can win. You can't win."

"Ugh..."

Sayle was restless in words with a sinister face because of the pale and honest arguments he had made.

"You don't need to train me to fix it."

Nothing is better than training in action.

"Attack me now. I advise you while you attack.

So think about why you can't hit it. "

"... ok"

"You can have your gear, okay?

"No, bare hands are fine this time.

It's not about defeating them, it's about attacking them. "

Pale Sail replied.

Apparently, things are being thought of more calmly than before.

Me and Sail, we distanced ourselves.

If you noticed, you were arraying around the center of the battle coaching room.

The students around us are holding their hands and turning their eyes to us.

It was like an audience waiting for a gladiator to fight in the arena (Colosseum), staring at us now or now.

"Anytime you want, man?

Speak up to Sail,

"... then - let's go!

Immediately, a werewolf approached me like a disease.

As I thought the last time I fought, the speed of movement is considerable.

He quickly approached the present and scolded his right hand to aim around my face.

But...

"That's never gonna hit you, is it?

Just take a step back and I'll let you get away with it.

But Sail's attacks will not stop.

If you don't hit it, do you mean fight by hand?

Strong punch with a disturbing hand fist.

Footsteps that helped spring.

Sail strikes me one after the other.

It's coming for my face, belly, shoulders, knees, ankles, but I sent all the attacks.

The attack is too straight on top of the sight tracking the target area.

"It would be nice to make a mistake, but that's not a big deal."

"Come on."

Sayle took a distance from me in the backstep.

"What? Are we done here?

"Shit - from now on!

He's been walking and attacking again, but now he's holding back this move with a light, weightless blow.

Are you listening to me properly, two shots per three attacks now put in an inviting attack for fate.

In short, we stopped attacking our opponents with just a big swing.

Catch your opponent with a light and quick attack and tap in a heavy blow where there is a gap.

That's the basics of fighting.

Because of his high physical abilities, Sail seems to be neglecting to sharpen his skills, and all attacks are hit with the intent of a special blow.

If you're an understated opponent, you won't have a problem with that, but if you're going to do it with an opponent at the same level or in character, your current battle, relying solely on your physical abilities, won't get through soon.

"That's a little better."

"... that's one shot or so before you say it!

I thought the attack was getting bigger again.

"Whoa."

Sail turned around behind me.

Looks like you tried to take my blind spot.

Much better considering the overly linear offense so far,

"Yikes."

I jumped backwards on the spot and turned around.

"Become!?

Sail was sticking his fist out, but naturally that attack wasn't hitting me.

Sail's face, who looked up at me dancing in the universe, was stunningly distorted.

If I reached out, I could have launched an attack, but without doing anything, I landed and took Sail's back.

but sail doesn't try to turn around.

"What's up?

When I said it, Sayle finally looked back,

"... I know exactly what I would do if I attacked you."

That's what I said to the sigh mix.

The colour of discouragement is floating in its eyes.

"I'm better than before. Why don't you keep trying?

The last time we fought, Sayle just repeated a pig-like rampage, but today he moved anomalously, combining light and hard hits to launch an attack.

That alone would be a great advance.

"Oh, yeah?

It was just getting hot in the meantime.

I could do this kind of thing. "

It's a bluffy thing to say, but my tail is shaking pretentiously.

I don't know how to be honest with you.

"Pfft."

"Pfft."

Suddenly, I heard an erupting laugh overlapping.

"He's becoming an obedient dog."

"Maybe he's scared of his owner"

After the eruption, it was the sisters of the Dark Forest Man (Dark Elves) who had slandered Sail without apology.