Adding Didul, who has escaped the Kingsguard Knights' garrison, to his people, after the garrison, we were aiming for the Rahaman mine further south from the city of Imbahanes.
Although I left the garrison late at night and flew cautiously down the night lane, it was time for everyone's drowsiness to show its limits.
Already from the horizon we see the morning sun begin to rise.
I'm sure the Kingsguard Knights have prepared their own chase and are coming after us, so I've left Didul and the ground, Dimor, on alert from the sky and have come this far.
But Susana's carriage, which runs the lead, has repeatedly snaked to the left from the beginning to the right and is about to take off the streets.
I stopped by Susana's wagon to drive the deedur I was crossing, judging it to be dangerous.
"Susana, I would have earned a lot of distance, and I think it's time to get some sleep. You seem to be half asleep."
"Yes? I'm not asleep. Yes, I haven't slept!
Susana, a completely sleepy eye, said she wasn't asleep, so she felt the need to rest.
You were driving completely asleep, weren't you?
After the saliva dripped over my mouth.
"Okay. Okay, so let's hide the carriage in the woods over there and rest."
"Oh, really? Okay, I'll drop by."
Diddle came by in his sleep, and he's been running like that, so the drowsiness's the limit.
Noelia used to take turns driving me a carriage a few times, but I'm getting tired on an unfamiliar night lane and the limits are coming and I'm sleeping.
There's going to be an accident if you don't rest and get drowsy.
I followed Susana's carriage, too, and when I went to the back of the woods, I whistled Dimor, who was above me.
Dividing into the woods and coming from the streets to hard to see, it seemed like we could finally get some rest there.
"Phew, and you're all tough. I've been asleep all night because it's bad for your skin."
I could see Cinzia, covered in skin, stopping at Susana's head, where she slept to fall in the throne.
"Dear Sinzia, why don't you ask me for a sentry post because you look fine? I'm going to get some sleep, too."
"Uh, it's hard. You can keep the golem out. The Golem still connects the operator to consciousness while he's asleep, and if something weird comes by, you just have to issue a command to attack him on your own."
"Heh, that might be convenient. Golem placement in conjunction with sanctuary is likely to create an iron-wall interception net."
Sinzia's suggestion and her own thoughts seemed like a very good idea because I was also drowsy and deeply unable to think.
"Dear Sinzia, the magic of service. You only imagine the substance from which it originated and what form it takes, don't you?
"Yeah, yeah. With as much magic as a flick, I think a lot of substance can be used as a golem. The magic and performance consumed by matter will vary, and perhaps the easiest is soil."
Sinzia, down to the ground from Susana's head, was poking dirt at the tip of her beak.
A dirt golem, or a walking post, would generally cover each other's sights if we stood in about eight directions, and how about we make a little eight bodies?
I hear Noelia's already made it.
As a disciple, you'll be ashamed that you can't use the magic your master can use.
I had decided to make a golem with my sleepy, not-so-good head around.
"Eh, lose your form, gather up my magic vegetables (mana) and be a man. Puppet Doll (Samongolem)"
Touching the ground and chanting, I imagine a golem of dirt in a form close to people.
When the released magic began to move the soil, and I wondered if the ground had waved, a doll of soil was beginning to emerge that imitated a person's appearance.
Oh, I think I'm going to succeed.
I'm pretty good at it.
As the ground that was waving showed a fit, I was almost satisfied with the formation of the golem of soil that had risen, it exploded in a few moments and had changed into an unbroken appearance to see.
"Bhuhuhu! That's good. That's right, Flick. This is very artistic. I can hardly see how you can do this. But sometimes it's just more magic in vain than Noelle's."
The golem of dirt that could be done barely left the shape of a person, but whatever it was, it looked like it could only be described as a golem zombie.
"It's my first time. I know you might be a little uncomfortable, but I think it's going to work properly. - So how do you direct me to do that?
"I told you Golem and consciousness are connected. At last, I can share my vision and senses with the same demons I use. If you want to do this, the Golem moves according to its consciousness."
I see, indeed, the moment the golem was generated, you had a different feeling to your senses.
Should I turn my consciousness to you?
I try to sharpen the sensations that have arisen in the light in me.
Then I felt my vision and body feel switching over to you, grabbing the Cinzia I was on my shoulder softly.
"Hey. Ha-ha-nah! Because it's gonna crumble! Sometimes linking too much of your senses kills you in shock when the golem is hit. In your current state, you will die if that golem is hit. You can be duller."
Cinzia, who was rambling in her hand, was spotting my consciousness shifting to the Golem.
It could be duller or surprisingly difficult.
Sounds like you got a knack.
Cinzia told me to blunt my senses, so I try to keep my consciousness off the golem.
The body's responsiveness and clarity of vision were lost, but for that matter the original sensation of its own body remained.
I see, does the movement change due to the strong and weak consciousness?
I'm not letting you fight now, and since it's just perimeter vigilance as a sentry, the level of consciousness may be minimal or sufficient.
That's how I began to figure out just the right level of location for everyday use as I adjusted my consciousness connection to the Golem within me.
"A little dull, but I can't help it."
"For the first time, I think it's a great success, except for modeling. So, why did you make eight bodies? You know, because there's so much magic in vain, you're so lame..."
"It's for sentry. I thought if we put them in each of the eight directions, we could see all directions."
I tried to share with myself the vision of the eight golems that I had generated.
Hey, what is this!! No sight!!
Your sight is freaking out!
"Ha, no more, you idiot. You know enough to know that if I shared octave's worth of vision, my vision would go crazy. In that case, it only connects when there's a reaction! And then we're on standby!
Cinzia told me what to do with the sigh mix when I couldn't walk straight in the sight of the linked golem.
As I waited one by one to cut my vision, my vision was returning to normal.
"Phew, that helped. I was wondering what would happen. I thought I'd be able to react as soon as I saw it all the time, but I didn't know I could walk properly..."
"Service magic, which deals with matter, is surprisingly deep. But the Necromancer magic that deals with people's consciousness is harder though. Would you like to try that one too?
"Yes, no. First of all, if the service magic can't be handled perfectly, there's going to be an accident. Let's start with this one."
"Yes. So far, I've only taught Noelia the magic of service, too. I might as well interrupt the Necromancer magic that deals with people's consciousness."
Stopped on my shoulder, Cinzia was squeaking like that with a slightly sad voice.