An S-ranked Party's Burden Tamer, I Awoke My True Power by Killing a Familiar ~The Exiled Tamer

"Hey! That Rand guy, he looks like a rookie!?

"As soon as Rand's one gets out of the party, he's such a cutie..."

"But Rand was at the S-rank party as well, and you're willing to re-raise him?

"Well, you can't bring a kid to follow you all of a sudden, can you?

So now we're going to see how you're doing?

For some reason there was a gallery in the guild's training ground.

"You're hot."

"You heard me somewhere. That dialogue."

Let's just say Milm hasn't shown a bare gesture that he cares about.

"So, what do I do?

"Attack that target with your own means of attack, as the registration test asks for a simple output"

Nina explained to me by pointing to the sphere floating behind the training ground.

I thought I'd keep going, but Milm looked back and whispered to me like this.

"Hey."

"What?

"Somehow, I know you shouldn't break that."

"Milm, surprisingly, has a human understanding."

"Shut up. So, to what extent should I do it?

"Right..."

Full power breaks.

Enough to confirm the identity. I guess I can break it if I try.

It's a physical attack that's easy to imagine that magic is a lot of vampire-specific heterogeneity... because minotaurs blow up with decopins...

"Do you have any weapons or anything?

"You have a knife to pass on to the clan."

"Then let's do it. If it breaks, it means it's the weapon."

"I see. You're not smart."

Milm removes the knife from the [Coffin of Darkness] so the audience doesn't see it.

"Are you ready?

"Yes."

"Well, go ahead, whenever you want,"

Milm set up a knife as the adventurers around him watched.

"I knew you didn't bring a user from somewhere."

"It's a knife... magic. If I could have made a long-range attack, I might have used it..."

"But that knife is a business."

"I don't know if you've asked me to take care of a lady from some country. The Rand one."

This is how the gallery was rated.

You'll lose your temper after this, even though you blame your weapon... Though I don't know how much Mirum would relieve me.

While doing so, Milm was slowly coming to the front of the target.

"Let's go."

In the next moment I set up, the target had already been finely cut.

"Is...?

"Huh...?

"Is that it?"

There was a cold sweat on Milm's face.

You were brittle than I thought... it... no, it doesn't usually happen that way...

"Nina, wasn't that a little old?

"What? Oh......! Yes, I was. Perhaps there was some damage before… But for the time being, I would rate it as the highest B rank, just like Mr. Rand."

I'm glad Mr. Nina talked to me.

However, the gallery sprang to an unusual measure where newcomers could suddenly take requests for B-ranks.

"Awesome!? Hey, did you see that?

"You're talking about that was old, right? Don't you happen to be?

"So you, let me bring you an old target and you're freaking out?!

"Whatever. He's a big rookie. Damn it!

"You fucked the Rand one! You're such a beauty. I can't believe you found a mate!

He was a milm with a hurried face, but he was good at laughing after he realized he could handle it.