Otoko Nara Ikkokuichijou no Aruji o Mezasa Nakya, ne?

19 Apr 7442

When I woke up the next morning, I had a headache with a terrible hangover. I know I can recover with detoxifying magic, but I just don't want to get used to saying or freaking get used to it and get into the habit of drinking deeply cheaply. There is no other imminent crisis, and if you run and sweat, it will subside.

I had enough moisture to run a little longer than usual and when I took a shower it was as refreshing as I expected, so I decided to go for breakfast.

I only thought a little bit about where I was going, but I had promised to train in magic, so I decided to go to the Bin Suil store. Without art, there is no art, but the opportunity to have a conversation in Japanese is valuable, and I don't want Marie and Claw to have the best impression possible, so I'm not particularly dissatisfied. The rice is delicious.

Head to the Bin Suil store and ask for a breakfast set when you get to the table at the usual end through the siege of low-income people wandering around and staring at what the store guests are eating. Black bread and soup, accompanied by warm vegetables. Um, it's the usual menu. But you can drink soup normally, and warm vegetables always change the content, so you never get tired of it. Now 250Z would be a good deal. I always ask for an extra 50Z and fried eggs. This is pretty awesome when you hang the salt pepper and put it on black bread.

Marie sat across the street in anticipation of when I finished eating.

"I tried to do a magic training yesterday... don't I have talent? I don't think so."

Sadly Marie said.

"Well, maybe it'll take a little while, but you want to try it the normal way?

"Huh? What's the normal way... yeah, tell me?

Why are you turning shy red? Mojo disease?

"Do you have any fire magic props?

"I do. I'll bring it."

Seeing Marie head into the kitchen like she was kind of clapping out, she wriggled her pockets around. I thought there was about one demon stone left, but of course that didn't happen.

"This training law is common for me to hear. I know there are other ways, but I don't know. Briefly explain and leave the fire out of the ignition demon prop. Repeat the sensing with the magic sensing of little magic (cantrip). I hear if you do it again and again, you'll be able to use magical magic sensing."

"Huh? Don't you use Demon Stone quite a bit to keep it on fire?

"That's right. While the fire is out, use the magic from the Stone."

Marie bites her lower lip and says, wrinkling at the root of her eyebrow.

"If so, you can't do it a little bit. I'm not going to waste my magic stone."

"Well, then, it's gonna be tough, but we're gonna have to do what I taught you yesterday."

Ha ha. Perhaps this is why magic can only be used mostly by civilians and wealthy people when they are residents of urban areas. In Barkud, when the serfs were adults, it was a lesson to be given a small magic stone by the lord to practice magic mastery. Still, only about one in ten people could master magic.

If I don't have a demon stone, I'll have to buy it, but I'll do over 1000Z even if it's not worth enough to take it from a goblin. Especially in urban areas where demon stones can only be obtained by demon props such as the one typical of "Demon Props Seventy-Nine", there will rarely be anything like arranging low-value demon stones in the store as they are so that they can be taken from a single goblin. Inventory control is cumbersome even if there is a lot of low value, because if you do inventory or something on a regular basis, it just adds to the administrative burden. I don't think he did inventory or anything.

It would be wealthy people such as aristocrats and shops who buy demonic stones. The so-called corporate youth is considered to be most. So the demon stones available for purchase will be worth between tens of thousands and hundreds of thousands of Z. Of course, the Binsuil store also uses the fired magic props, as well as the lighted magic props, but that's just what I use as a store. Going to buy low value demon stones all the time is a hassle, and replacing them is a hassle. I guess it's about time I went out and bought something of value there when the Demon Stone's magic ran out.

I was routinely exorcising demons and taking demon stones, I have been educated to avoid as much as possible the wasteful use of demon stones even in my home, which can be described as demon stone producers. Consumers may be restricting their use more strictly than at home.

A fired demon stone that supposedly consumes less demon stone can produce flames for about 100 seconds if it is worth about 100 (selling about 900Z in a seventy-nine house). That's why I use 9Z in a second. That also makes me snort when people say it's a waste. The demon stone my father had given to the grown serfs in the village was a combination of seven to eight pieces as much as he had taken from the goblins. There would be about 1,000 seconds of fire. Um, I wonder how many times small magic can be used in 1000 seconds. I'll have to split it it up over the days, but maybe 200 times. For the first time in my life, I don't know if I can remember magic.

"Can you show me another example?

"Fine. Shall we try?"

Marie also brought a thin tree branch to be used for incineration. Light it and then encircle Marie's hand from the outside to pass the magic. Marie seems to be sure of the feeling of magic coming through her serious face.

To be honest, I don't think Marie's going to have much choice if she can use magic because it's supposed to be about 10% as a possibility. Well, you can try until you're convinced. I can really understand your feelings. Shall I give you a hint?

"There's a trick to getting through magic. This isn't absolute because it's my way, but look at the hands you've spread out in your imagination. Be aware of the magic that circulates through your body. Maybe... right, you can think of magic blending into your blood. So imagine the blood vessels in both hands connected through the palms that fit together in your imagination. Just enough that the combined eyes of the imaginary palms overlap the flames. The rest must be guts and times. If you're talented, you can do it today."

"Okay. I'll try. Thanks."

"It's nothing, I've got plenty of time right now. Good luck. I'll show my face again in the evening when Claw comes."

I was remembering the time I made my first magic training over 10 years ago on my way home from the Bin Suil store. I'm sure my brother, sister, and I both made it in the first 10 minutes or so. Marie probably can't. Don't feel like you have 16 MPs but you don't have any body.

I headed to Knights headquarters on that leg. Because there was something I wanted to ask you about Begle A, who said he was burning his hands. I went to the cabin beside the gate and asked the receptionist about 20 who was in the cabin at the same time to see if there was a request for adventurers.

"Looks like you haven't asked for anything today."

"That's right. If there's ever a request for an exorcism, it's gonna be tough."

"That's true. By the way, won't the Knights arrest the city's outlaws if they exorcise them?

"Exorcism... because it's not a demon... well, it's similar"

This is how I direct and listen to the story about Begle like a public discourse. Then, I'm leaving. I'm leaving, and the next thing I know, there's a bad thing involving Guru. The extra knights want to set their moxibustion on him.

He also confronted Begle, who called him once, but there was no conclusive evidence, and this one was a good citizen with proper taxes, and he was angry at attitudes like that with blood vessels on his forehead and reddish faces. It is true that the Knights who guard Keel's discipline and security will not be able to capture him without proof.

"But wouldn't you buy grudges from all over and get killed if that was all you did?

That's what I asked.

"You think so, don't you? But he's cautious and rarely alone. He's always acting with the wizard's partner, so it's hard to be surprised."

I was answered. And

"The wizard I'm with seems pretty skilled, too. Nobody knows his real name because he doesn't seem to be working as an adventurer. I don't know if the shrine is a criminal, but I'll never give you any information about its status. They call me Little Begle because I'm always with them. Well, that's why we have to be prepared for some sacrifice so that we can strike at it unintentionally. I'm pretty sure he's a bad guy on a boulder, but there's no evidence of it, so he can't help it. I don't think they can make sacrifices over here because they're wizards of training. I'm sure the captain will have a hard time."

and was added. Well, although it's called Little Begle, is it not known that that wizard is really the last name Begle? According to this, he may be Begle B.

"The Knights are tough, too. By the way, I hear they're rooting for the lower town of Keel, but they're doing a lot of bad things around there, aren't they? Fights and such seem to be everyday. Aren't we doing this together, like a big ball like Begle? Isn't there enough evidence to rot?

"Oh, I see you do. But really, he won't let me grab his tail. It's the lower end that's collecting assholes and scabs. I try to prevent it as much as I can, but it's totally impossible. They say Begle commands his men when it's a bigger trick."

The attendant says with a difficult face.

"Huh? Is that a big trick..."

"Oh, yeah, I guess I'll hit the caravan and take the carriage. In that case, I'll kill them all, so there's no witnesses left."

You don't have any witnesses, and you know it's Begle's fault?

"Do you kill all the people who are going to be witnesses...... that's atrocious. By the way, how do you know it was Begle's fault?

"It's circumstantial evidence. Originally, they often disappear, but the day before or after the raid, he always disappears from the keel, and then the money gets rough. Also, my men are picking up merchandise that I think I was carrying."

"You're too careful to be a bad guy to lose your head."

The attendant says he takes one sigh of sigh at my thoughts.

"I really do. But it seems my partner's wizard is the smart one. Well, either is fine, but I'm pretty sure you're burning your hands. Take care of yourself. Maybe Barkud's caravan won't be attacked. Even if my luggage was too special, I would still have legs. Besides, your caravan will have Lord Gried and his lady on the escort, so they'll be afraid of the damage. Don't you feel safe?

Oh, I didn't think Barkud's caravan would be attacked until you told me. But surely this attendant would be right. There's Marquis' immediate lineage, so if it's damage, it's gonna be a lot of noise, and Captain Angry Sendoherr isn't going to care about the evidence.

"Um, right. Okay, I'm on this. I'll be back."

I greeted her with a bitter laugh.

I was able to get some important information. Maybe I'm the only one who'll notice. I'm not sure yet, but I was fully satisfied when I felt the way forward.

In the evening, Claw and Marie were doing something when they went through a trashed road, walked along the Central River (Central River) and looked at the already familiar low-income people while going to Binsyle's. Hi. I hear Marie's teaching Claw my magic training. I asked my aunt for a beer and sat at the same table, speaking to both of them.

"Al, is this how you're going to be able to use magic?

Maybe I couldn't cite any achievements. Claw said in dissatisfaction.

"Oh, I'll be able to use it. Shall I show you an example?

Claw said, "Well, please," and he looked at me.

"See, this is how you put your hands on the left and right of the flame. The distance can be like that. So, here's the deal."

I reacted to magic by saying "whoa" when I shed magic from the outside of Claw's hand.

"It would be okay if I could give myself what I feel right now. Have you asked Marie how to grasp the senses?

"Oh, a guy called connecting blood vessels with his palms in his imagination?

"Sort of. Well, try"

Me and Marie stare at Claw holding hands with a serious look to the left and right of the branch flame Marie has. So, what do you say? In just a few dozen seconds or so, he concentrated, his face swollen, Claw's hands weak and a thin blue light emitted!

Hastily appraising Claw has one less MP. The flame swing was close to error, but the magic light came out, and the MP was reduced. Yeah, I'd say this did use magic.

"Congratulations, Claw. Maybe with a little more effort, we'll be able to use magic."

That's what I said and laughed at Claw.

"... what's now... what's now magic... heh. Hehe. Haha. Yay... Marie, you saw it. I did it. I could use some magic, too."

Claw reported happily to Marie as she nibbled and bit her joy. You know that because I was watching you right in front of me.

"My hands... glowed? My hands are glowing now... Wow, you're really going to be able to use magic this way."

Marie seems happy without a heart, too, but don't listen to "this way" or "really", here. You doubted me, this guy.

"Claw... right, you better keep doing it so you don't forget the trick a couple more times. Don't rush it. You can take some time. Take your time and focus. And Marie, somehow you're more credible than I taught you, and for your information, tell me how to train magic."

I smiled at Claw and told Marie softly.

"Huh? Oh, because Al's taught me how to train isn't normal... Hey, you know, I couldn't believe it in Russia... sorry."

Marie apologized for trying to worship with one hand. Well, fine. But this guy talks like he already knew how to train normal magic himself. All I know is how to use this thing Charles figured out and the kindling magic equipment Charles told me about. Is there a different way......

"What's the normal way Marie's talking about? Is that not what I taught you?

Apparently, the way Marie taught me how to train magic is being done among free folks in Keel urban areas. Ask me how inefficient the method was.

Huh? Interested?

I'll tell you what.

I know you already know, but how to rock Shall's braided flames is a training method to gain unmagical special skills. Shaking a small flame is physically easy. Just a little airflow would be nice.

Even the potential difference shakes, and depending on the type of fuel you burn, even if you put it inside the magnetic field. Flames are so small in mass that they can easily be affected because they are thin. It's with me even if I try to shake it with magic. They are also easily affected by small magical currents.

So far I sorted it out and thought again, maybe Shall still thought it over and knitted this method. At any rate, flames are easily affected, but it takes a lot of concentration to influence them because they are not my own created flames.

Even though it consumes more magic than normal to influence objects produced by others than yourself (let's dare to describe them as objects here), the flame you put on the tip of the branch is small enough to rock even one MP. I think it's a really sensible and good training method to use magic (MP) at the same time just by using one MP to see the results of your training right away.

In contrast, the other way I said it. A way to sense the magic contained in a fire released with ignition magic props I used to hear from Shall is also an unmagical way to master it. At first use the magic sensing of little magic (Cantrip) and continue to use even where you are used to the magic sensing little magic (Cantrip). It is possible to master magic by repeating it over and over again for days.

Truth is, this is a passive way to get used to the magic sensing of little magic (cantrip) and wait to wake up to the magic special skill while touching the magic that flows many times. I thought this was common.

But the way Marie blushed but taught me was not an unwitting mastery, but a mastery of elemental magic. What they all have in common is they go to bed early the day before and get enough sleep, politely clean their bodies after they wake up before the next day's appearance, have sexual intercourse with their spouses, have a full breakfast and do it in a quiet environment where they can be alone.

Sexual intercourse seems to be a good idea to masturbate, but he also said that he would start training after he had grown up to some extent because of the need for this. Well, up to this point, I've had some dark secret rituals like sexual intercourse and masturbation, but I can feel some consideration for the magic loss, and I have to be convinced.

The actual method of training, which takes place after such a lower preparation, was as follows:

It feels like staring at a small burning thing in your hand (dripping the best semen or love liquid you've picked in the morning on thin paper) and even continuing to remember to "burn," or making a clench over a container such as a glass and continuing to remember to "semen/love liquid out," what do you call it, developing love pills or training for psychic powers? It was like being close to saying.

I also wanted to hear about ground magic and wind magic, but I gave up when I said, "Don't be sexually harassing." In short, if you let me tell you, you'd be a genius to be able to use magic with that, wouldn't you? It was like saying.

For once, I don't think they are all active mastery methods that rock the flames, but I don't feel the degree of difficulty is comparable. It should be noted that Marie's method of mastering magic without magic was to make her appointment for Little Magic (Cantrip) happen without magic. I think this is too high a hurdle to do from the start.

But they are usually believed because some people can actually acquire magical special skills in this way as well. Marie says this has also been somewhat more streamlined and refined over time.

Of course, the Japanese who have been reincarnated have never used magic, so if there are more than one person who said that this was the right way to master magic, and that they could actually master it in this way, they will have to believe it. I'm sure he believed me too. It's like magical mediation of sexual activity or your own identity squeezed out by it, or is it kabbalah? I also think it's easy to believe because I feel like it's secretive.

Perhaps, as some precaution against out of magic, he linked it to sexual intercourse and masturbation to impress that he was more than an adult, and also entangled the content involved in sex because he was not very happy about anything else: a young man or woman about 15-6 years old stumbled upon it with a serious face while holding on to whether his identities were stained paper or cloth and said, "My/my love, burn and deliver! Imagine saying something like," I feel indescribable.

At least I've never heard of this in Barkud, and I guess it's not what they say in rural and urban areas because the lewd people who work in rubber were not talking about something similar.

I guess it's passed down somewhat differently in cities other than Keel, such as Lombertia, which is the king's capital. Well, culture is something that develops rooted in the land, customs, etc., so if most people don't move from the land for the rest of their lives, the same thing will change the legend depending on the land.

By the way, after an hour of concentration and a snag, Claw consumed 3 extra MPs and the magic went to level 0 safely. Marie thinks it's included in 90% that I don't think she can use magic, but she says she'll work a little harder.

Well, be my guest. I'll back you up behind me.