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By defeating the ultimate monster, Kaiser Alsapiet,

a person will obtain a treasure which can grant any wish—the Akashic Records.

But I was unable to defeat that monster.

One of the children who now dream of becoming an adventurer

will be able to obtain that treasure

and have their wishes granted. I truly believe that.

The Ossan Newbie Adventurer, Trained to Death by the Most Powerful Party, Became Invincible

Episode 2

Number 4242's E-rank Promotion Exam

We will now announce the results of the preliminary tests.

Magical energy will be transmitted to each of your exam tickets.

If if glows blue, you have passed.

Tomorrow, everyone who has passed will participate in the second test, a mock battle.

Did I make it through?

Don't worry. Please have more confidence in yourself.

Reanette is so kind.

If only I were ten years younger.

But despite how she looks...

If you failed, your training will be tripled.

Woohoo! I'm definitely gonna die!

Here it comes!

I did it!

I did it, Reanette!

Yes. Congratulations.

That's a huge relief.

I was really scared there!

What's that smell?

Well, well.

Hello, beautiful dark elf lady.

There's a little something I'd like to ask you.

May I?

I am the eldest son of the House of Diarmuit which governs the lands to the north,

Raster Diarmuit.

"The eldest son of the House of..."?

His title is so long. I'll just call him North.

Will you tell me your name?

Reanette Elfelt.

Even your very name is beautiful!

Is he taking the test, too?

I'm Rick Gladiatol.

Huh? I have no interest in a lackluster, middle-aged bore.

The truth is, I've lost something very important.

Do you want to know what it is?

No.

I see! Of course you want to know! Then I shall tell you.

Actually, I've lost my heart...

in the depths of your eyes.

You see?

I would very much like you to come to the lands to the north with me.

I will take you as my second wife.

Just a moment, young man.

What?

What do you want, middle-aged bore? Don't interfere.

Sh-She's my girlfriend.

I can't stay quiet when someone hits on her right in front of me.

You?

You're taking the rank promotion test?

You're an apprentice F-rank at your age?

Please, stop joking with me.

W-Well, you're about 25, aren't you?

That's pretty late, too, isn't it?

You can't even ascertain someone else's strength, you sub-third-rate oaf.

I was promoted to E-rank back when I was 14.

I'm A-rank, and the examiner for the second test, the mock battle.

What?!

Shoo, shoo!

So, yeah, stay out of this.

Now, my lady,

leave this background character and come have dinner with me.

I'm very sorry,

but I am unable to accept your invitation.

You see, I am in a relationship with this gentleman.

What?

Besides which, the smell of your cologne is so strong that it's unpleasant.

Oh! This smell is you?

You sub-third-rate oaf!

If I am your examiner for the mock battle in the second test, you'd best brace yourself.

I will show you, definitively, the difference in our stations.

And once I do, she'll come to her senses too.

This has turned into a huge mess.

I hope that I don't get North.

Sorry!

I said you were my girlfriend without asking first.

Not at all.

What?

Actually, it made me happy.

And it helped me out of that predicament.

That sub-third-rate oaf.

He's so infuriating!

Does he not know that some people are simply born to be better?

Oniisama!

What's happened?

Today at the first test, a 40-ish year old commoner bullied me!

That same 40-ish year old used the covenant of the duel as a shield

and nearly subjected me to the most heinous of indignities!

What?

To make members of the noble House of Diarmuit cry...

Unforgivable!

Wait. You say he was 40-ish?

The name's Rick!

Do you remember the man's examinee number?

Y-Yes. I remember the number sounded like he'd die soon.

It's time for the mock battle.

Please go easy on them.

Why would I need to take it easy on anyone here?

And what do I do if I get North?

It's one thing after another!

Pardon the intrusion.

Are you Rick Gladiatol-san?

Yes, I am.

Pleased to meet you. I'm Links Laurotte.

I will be your examiner for the second test.

Really?

Yes. I am overseeing everyone above number 4200 who passed the preliminary test.

I'm so glad I didn't get North!

Thank you, deathly number 4242!

But I was surprised.

Switching jobs from receptionist to adventurer at the age of 30?

I know I'm really late in getting started, but—

Such a marvelous display of determination!

You've given me strength as a fellow middle-aged man!

I want to become someone like you!

The truth is, I began as an adventurer when I was 24.

But throwing yourself into this business past 30?

You must be driven by something powerful.

Yes, that's right! I have a dream!

But how could you...

Of course I can tell. After all, I'm the same.

The same?

I've turned 40, but I'm striving to reach A-rank in order to make my dream come true.

Though it's taken me nearly 20 years to finally reach B-rank.

He's here because he has a fire unbecoming of his years, too.

Even so, I have no intention of giving up.

I look forward to your guidance in the mock battle.

A pleasure! But I won't be playing favorites.

Of course! I'll give it everything I've got!

What would you think of getting a drink together after the test?

Sounds great!

Rick-san's hand...

That hand had seen a lot of training.

I have to work harder, too!

Hey there, third-rater.

Be honored, for I would like to have a personal word with you.

May I?

You seem to be in a very good mood.

Yeah, I guess so.

This is an announcement for those with number 4200 and higher!

Your scheduled examiner, Links Laurotte, has suddenly taken ill.

Is he all right? He seemed healthy just a little while ago.

Given the situation, the examiner in charge of the previous group, Raster Diarmuit,

will now be your examiner.

Raster Diarmuit?

The cologne man from yesterday.

You mean North?

Seriously?!

Diarmuit. That means the two we met yesterday, Angelica-sama and her brother,

may be blood relations of his.

Those guys?!

Raster? I guess it's all over now.

Our examiner changed, that's all.

You don't know?

He's the eldest son of a prestigious noble house who achieved A-rank at age 17.

He's a genius known as the Man of a Thousand Abilities.

But the problem is his other nickname,

the F-rank Crusher.

They say that every year he has fun harassing examinees that catch his eye.

What?

I've probably caught his eye so much, he can't see anything else.

Freeze over, O newly green lands.

Level-Four Nature Composed Magic,

Blizzard Rockshot.

Ridiculous.

This is the problem with those who are lowborn.

Raster-sama.

A guard, is it? What do you want?

Oh, what do I do? What do I do?

Why are you so flustered by this?

You're asking me why?

I'm dealing with the Man of a Thousand Abilities, who's A-rank and hates my guts!

I'm F-rank, and I can only use two of the Level-One World Composed Magics!

Blast it! I want to go home!

But if I leave, I'll get triple the training and die!

And if I fail the test, I'll get triple the training and die!

No matter what I do, my death is assured!

You don't feel confident?

Well, I'm late in starting all of this, and everyone is telling me...

"It just won't be possible for you."

Then, what if it were the reverse?

The reverse?

If the words of others can cause your confidence to falter,

then the words of others can cause a burst of confidence as well.

Am I mistaken?

I believe in you.

You are strong.

You will pass this test, and you can beat the cologne man.

You've been able to ever since the day you decided to become an adventurer.

Do you trust me?

Yes. Thank you!

Hearing you say all of that to me,

I think I feel my confidence coming back.

Hey, old man—I mean, mister?

Yes, that's me!

You're taking the test today, aren't you?

You seem to have gone through a lot at such an old—I mean, young age.

Please, allow me to tell your fortune.

Fortune-telling?

Don't worry! I'm no one suspicious or anything.

Since this is your first time, there's no need to pay me.

For good luck, then. Why not?

Please have a seat.

Right you are!

Rick-sama!

You fell for it! I am a genius of an actor!

That was teleportation magic, wasn't it?

Where did you send him?

Wh-Why would I ever tell y—

Next, it will be your eye.

Your right eye or your left? Which will it be?

Teleportation magic is of the highest difficulty level,

so even for a genius like me, a hundred meters is the absolute limit!

He hasn't gone too far!

Am I behind the testing site?

But why?

Welcome.

Apologies, but you'll have to go to sleep for a time.

Um, are you sure you have the right person?

Unfortunately, there is no mistake.

We are the personal guards of the Diarmuit family.

Diarmuit?

You mean them?!

There is no need to trouble Raster-sama with any of this.

You're gonna fail the test without even getting to participate!

You're here to delay me? Are you not ashamed?!

We're not here to delay you.

We're here to beat you up.

That's even worse!

Our strength is roughly equivalent to those who are B-rank,

though a few are a match for A-ranks as well.

Myself included.

I... I'm done for!

This is totally impossible!

Failing the test because of this just isn't fair!

Oh, hey!

It's Rikkun!

What are you doing?

What? You mean Reanette isn't around?

Senpais?

Keychain-type certifications that show an adventurer's rank.

Adventurer Rank Badge

The Ossan Newbie Adventurer, Trained to Death by the Most Powerful Party, Became Invincible

S-rank Adventurer

According to other adventurers, they possess an insurmountable, logic-defying sense for battle.

The Ossan Newbie Adventurer, Trained to Death by the Most Powerful Party, Became Invincible

Rick, you have a test. Why are you here instead?

An orc that can speak?

Huh? No, wait!

I, um...

Who're you? You got a death wish?

Um, these men are helping me loosen up before the test!

Right? That's it, right?

Huh? What're you talkin' about?

Is that so? Then I shall help as well.

Hey, you, the one who seems like the leader!

I'm begging you, please withdraw! Your lives are on the line here!

Deal with them.

Listen to me!

Time to get lost!

You've enhanced your physical strength to a reasonable extent.

However, you've failed to reinforce your weapon. I can't say I'm impressed by that.

What a load of crap! Take this!

Don't worry.

O master of good fortune, send to this hand

Healing Light.

Your accuracy in reinforcing your arm wasn't bad,

but you're unbalanced.

You should keep an awareness that the body is all one connected mass.

An orc who can not only talk, but also use magic?

That's... No, it can't be.

Hey, Rick-kun. This is that thing, right?

Trouble found you and now you're gettin' blamed for it, right?

What? Well, yes.

Right, then! In that case, I'll bring a peaceful end to all of this.

What is that?

I developed it recently. This is the Super Flamecannon-kun, Juliet, Revised.

It's loaded with magic-infused stones and lead bullets.

Which means...

We'll deal with the others first!

Yeah!

It means...this!

This is pretty well made! I really am impressive.

Wait!

What is it? Did you want to shoot it too, Rick-kun?

No, I don't!

What are you doing?!

There's no mistake. Those people are...

It's fine! No one's dead.

That's not the problem here!

That's enough!

If you value this kid's life, then don't move!

Wait, do you know what you've done?

Do you want to die?

Releasing her would be in your best interest.

Say, what is this man doing?

U-Um, I'm sure he just wants to play with you, Alicerette-senpai!

Really?

All right! What do you want to play?

You keep quiet!

That hurt!

It's over.

There!

She cast Level-Seven Nature Composed magic with just the word, "There"?

At just ten years old,

she's the most powerful, genius vampire mage...

the Demon-Child of Devastation, Alicerette Draqul.

Demon-Child of Devastation

He's half elf and half dwarf. Despite his looks, he's over 50.

His techniques seem a millennium ahead of their time.

He's the world's greatest weapon craftsman,

the Thousand-Year Workshopper, Mizett Eldwarf!

Thousand-Year Workshopper

And that orc... He's got monstrous physical strength and the intelligence to match.

He can use every support magic technique in existence,

the Sage Beast, Broughston Ashorc!

Sage Beast

All three of them are S-rank adventurers.

S-rank?!

You mean the monsters who have battle sense that defies all logic?

And they are members of a party comprised solely of S-rankers,

the strongest party on the continent, the legendary...

Orichalcum Fist!

I never imagined the day would come that I would behold them with my own eyes!

I will retire and live the remainder of my years in peace.

His eyes are more tranquil than I've ever seen before!

Take that!

Go!

Kaboom!

All right! I'll go do my best in the test!

And another one!

U-Um, how long do you mean to keep me like this, you...

I mean, miss?

Until Rick-sama returns.

He's not coming back, you... I mean, it isn't likely.

The place I sent him was full of our guards, so—

Sorry to keep you waiting!

He's totally unharmed?

But how?

I'm truly sorry. Please, forgive me!

Forgive what?

Welcome back.

What happened to the wall?

I tore through it, just a little.

"Just a little"?

I'd expect no less of you, Reanette.

R-Rick-kun...

Laurotte-san!

It was him. Raster did this to me.

What? What about suddenly feeling sick?

It's as you can see.

I didn't stand a chance against him.

Don't tell me he...

Did he do all this just so that he could be my examiner?

When he did this, he asked me...

"What is your dream?"

My dream...

I come from a poor, remote area.

There are children there who want to become adventurers.

I want to build a school for them.

When I told him that...

Third-rate, late-starting scum like you wants to build a school?

If they're taught by a third-rater, they'll end up third-rate, too!

It's old people like you who are making this world worse.

It made me furious, but I couldn't say anything back to him.

Maybe it's foolhardy for someone like me to have a dream at all.

You should withdraw from the test!

What happened to me will be nothing—

Laurotte-san.

If nothing else, this is what I think.

It shouldn't matter when a person starts something.

Rick-kun...

Every single one of you is completely useless.

Raster-sama...

We're so very sorry.

Huh. So, he's coming, then?

To have his hard work and passion trampled upon

and to be unfairly disqualified from the test.

I thought that would be amusing,

but very well.

I will give you a taste of suffering that will make hell seem tame in comparison.

That scumbag.

I'm gonna send him flying!