The Strongest Female Masters, Who Are Trying to Raise Me Up, Are in Shambles Over Their Training Policy - V1Ch10: The determination of the Weakest
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Episode 10 – The Determination of the Weakest
With no stats dropping, Cross Alakart remained unaffected when hit by a wide-ranging stat reduction skill. However, the moment the “Roar Howl” was unleashed, the weakest boy, Cross Alakart, fell into complete panic.
“Uwaaaaah! It’s impossible, I’m going to die, I’m going to die, I’m going to die! I have to run! Help! It’s hopeless! I don’t want to die! I’m scared, scared, scared! I’ll die! I’ll be killed!”
Cross’s screams were a chaotic mix of fear-soaked, disjointed pleas and begging for his life. Amidst the chaos in his mind, a fleeting thought crossed his muddled head: “Someone needs to destroy that core…” But…
“No, impossible! I can’t do it as a jobless with all stats at zero! Look at those tentacles! They may seem a bit frozen, but I’d be killed with one hit! And there are many of them! Alright, this is the adventurer’s sanctuary; someone else will handle it! If I move, it’s pointless suicide! I should run! I must run!”
His thoughts, buried in excuses of fear, were instantly drowned out.
The effect of “Roar Howl” intensified with the power gap between the monster and the one who unleashed it. Cross, already overwhelmingly at the bottom, undoubtedly suffered the most from the impact of “Roar Howl” in this area.
Cross, who had been cowering before the “Roar Howl,” had no way to escape. Terrified, he could only crawl on the ground, clutching his head, and pleading for help.
Then, amidst the overwhelming fear, a glimmer of reason returned when a beautiful voice echoed.
“I understand the situation! I’ll deliver the finishing blow!”
As Cross, lying on the ground, lifted his face, he saw a dazzling silver-haired beauty running calmly, unaffected by the terrifying “Roar Howl.”
Help had arrived.
This fact brought a slight sense of relief, removing a bit of fear from Cross’s heart. And as fear diminished, the returning reason finally objectively assessed his own pathetic state.
“…”
Once again, he could only be saved.
Looking at his own miserable, helpless self lying on the ground, an overwhelming self-loathing filled Cross’s thoughts. Yet, surely, this was reality.
As Giselle and Elysia said, the inescapable limit of someone like him—useless, helpless, born to be saved. That was the reality of Cross Alakart, the “Jobless.”
He couldn’t do anything at Level 0, the weakest class.
“…But, with this, that monster will be defeated without anyone dying.”
In a corner of his head still haunted by fear, he breathed a sigh of relief, convincing himself that way.
At that moment, an unbelievable event occurred before Cross’s eyes.
Tentacles emerged from underground, destroying stone buildings. People seemed to be crushed by collapsing structures. A flashing sword. A hero captured in a vulnerable moment. The sound of a girl’s scream, reminiscent of the tearing of silk.
It was a scene he had seen somewhere, sometime.
Cross’s eyes widened.
“Elysia-san!”
Until then, Cross had only been screaming, but now, he clearly shouted her name.
Instantly, childhood memories exploded in Cross’s mind. It was the day when monsters attacked his hometown, and a group of descendants of heroes came to the rescue. Adults desperately fighting to repel the monsters, the people of the village protecting him even though he wasn’t their child, and the regrettable memory of being unable to do anything while they fell one by one.
“That’s right… That’s why I admired her, Elysia-san, so much.”
He wanted to become like her. Not just a strong and cool adventurer, but someone strong enough to help when those who always protected others were in danger. He strongly wished for that at that time.
“I don’t want to be so useless, crawling here pathetically. It’s definitely not what I want. So…”
“Stand up… Move!”
If he couldn’t move here, he knew he would never forgive himself. It would make him want to die, to the point of wanting to be killed. In that case, it would be much better to die here for her sake. What good is the life of a useless ‘Jobless’ like him, who doesn’t even value his own life!
“So… Move!”
Picking up the fallen sword, Cross dragged his trembling legs.
“Uaaaah!”
A pathetic roar of fear leaked from his mouth.
The first step he took seemed so unreliable that he might collapse at any moment. But the world’s weakest boy was truly alone in this moment, deflecting the unimaginable fear he shouldn’t endure at his level, running headlong into the monster’s embrace.
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“…! Someone courageous is here!”
Arriving a bit late, perhaps an escort for the hero, the dragonkin Leone, amidst the panicked crowd fleeing from the Hydra, spotted a lone man who defied the “Roar Howl” and ran. She, with an aggressive grin, felt relieved after the previous tension, now that the tentacles were focused on the hero.
But taking a moment to calmly observe the man, something clearly seemed odd. Even considering the stat reduction effects, his movements were too slow, and, above all, he seemed too pitiful. His posture was defensive, lacking any agility, and to top it off, he was crying out like a child. In reality, he was a kid.
“What the heck is that kid!? ‘Jobless’!?”
Leone repeatedly activated the “Appraisal” skill, but the displayed values remained unchanged. In terms of “Job Class,” she was dumbfounded. However, she immediately switched her focus and shouted with all her might.
“High Elf ‘Ludmila’! Vampire ‘Telomea’! Cover him! Protect that kid with everything you’ve got!”
“Unbelievable! What’s up with that child…!?”
“Ugh! He’s going to die soon with that level of strength.”
Without waiting for Leone’s orders, both Ludmila and Telomea promptly responded, activating their respective skills. They believed this was likely the last chance to defeat the Hydra without sacrifices.
Convinced of this, High Elf Ludmila and Vampire Telomea unleashed their skills to protect the seemingly defenseless boy.
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Translator’s note:
Hey Awesome Readers,
Guess who’s back in the translation game? Yep, yours truly! Life threw a curveball, and I had to take a hiatus – blame it on those pesky real-world quests. But hey, I’m dusting off my translating hat and diving back into the novel universe. If you spot any “lost in translation” moments or if you’re just curious about the character shenanigans, hit me up. Let’s embark on this quirky adventure together!
Cheers,
Senna.