Litty visits the Martial Guild again

Later on the same day, Litty visited the Archer guild again.

The training was divided into shooting at non-moving targets and shooting at moving targets. The first step of the training was to hit targets with a skill such as simple shooting, two-stage shooting, and so on.

The second phase was to accomplish these tasks in a reduced amount of time, which Litty completed in a single day. At this point, the Branch Manager made an immediate decision for her to take the final exam.

The senior female Branch Manager of the Archer Guild was known to be demanding. If someone was not good enough, they could forget about ever passing the final exam.

“Find and hit the target among the countless moving targets within the time limit… You have 6 seconds to complete the task…”

“Thank you.”



The Branch Manager’s red lips twitched as she stamped the title on Litty’s Adventurer card. As a person with a mean streak, she was somewhat amused.

But she also felt good at the arrival of a gifted adventurer. In this context, the conversation naturally shifted to the topic of Catalana.

“…As far as I know, you are the fastest to attain the final exam. I’m certain that Catalana will be very disappointed when she finds out.”

“Did Catalana-san also acquire her title in this guild?”

“She took seven years to acquire it. I’ve seen her crying behind the scenes more than once.”

“Oh, really?”

Litty was at a loss for words when she was told about the stories that confirmed Catalana’s statement that she was a hard worker.

Litty was somewhat torn whether to take Catalana’s stubbornness in the promotion exam as a sign of spite or part of her personality.

But remembering Catalana’s attitude when they parted, Litty decided to take it as the latter. At least now, Litty didn’t have as bad an impression of her as she did when they first met.

“Four titles now, huh? At this pace, you’re going to go to Martial Guild as well, right?”

“Yes, I intend to do so.”

“The Branch Manager there hasn’t had any titleholders in a few years. You’d better be careful.”

“Uh… yes.”

Litty’s enthusiasm remained the same, though she did not know the intent behind that statement.

Knowing that Kuufa had been intimidated enough to faint before, Litty had already expected her to not join this time.

Litty walked out to the front door, heeding the Branch Manager’s sarcastic remark, who said, “I’m sure you’ll have no problem facing that one.”

***

The Martial Guild was clearly different from the other job guilds. The building was old and cracked in places. The paint was peeling off in many places.

Litty entered the gate with solemn expression. The angry voices coming from the back of the building grew louder as she approached.

“You fool! If you can’t even identify what you’re guilty of, get out of here right now!”

Upon entering, she found herself in a large dojo where the apprentices were forced to sit on their knees. One of them, a young girl, was being reprimanded particularly harshly. She was in tears and was being bombarded with spit from a large man.

“Get up! Kumite again! Come at me from the left!”

[T/L: Kumite means ‘sparring’ and is a part of Karate training. Read more HERE.]

“Yes!”

The kumite started, and each fighter was taken down within a few seconds. Then they got reprimanded, and the repetition continued. Some of them were even thrown away.

Not a single one of them could put up a good fight against the big man. When all of them had neither the energy nor the strength to stand up, the big man would give them a push.