At the end of a metastasis that fell into a rift in dimension.

Concon, Cancún, Gangán, Gangán!

"So tough"

I knock on the squeaky part of the door with a hammer and see, but there was no change at all.

There's no sign of a snag or anything, you're sturdy.

"You beat it up and broke it."

"No, well, yes,"

This is usually a hammer, but it doesn't matter.

... um, the table is magically protected anyway, and you want to give it a try?

Protective magic on the hammer as well. And then the enhancement.

"Heat it."

With his hands on the door, he does magic that just generates heat.

I'd really like to put out a fire, but I'm a little scared in this room.

While I'm hot, I'm free for a little while, and I look around with my handheld.

Sigal has Inai detoxifying him earlier and is back to his primacy.

Apparently, I had a proper memory of when I was drunk, and I was desperately apologizing to Inai for something.

I don't know what I said about saying I'm sorry I sounded so great. Inai was right, so I told her not to worry about it.

For once, I explained to everyone why I'm here. Including what they were forced to take.

Mr. Bollocaro had a cold eye, but that's not what I found out.

Haku is next to Sigal, and Kroto is watching my work along with Inai.

When I explained to Inai what I was going to do, she told me to take a look. Scared of grading.

"I wonder if this will do."

I somehow know the heat thanks to protective witchcraft on myself, but I don't burn.

Gently tap the heated metal door with a protected and reinforced hammer.

Then the shape changed properly. All right, all right, that looks good.

This keeps me in the current state, so that I don't overheat and change shape too much, while I cone and shape.

Occasionally, the hammer is moved sideways to flatten where it should be.

Sweat drips. You're hot for boulders. This is good because it's trying to protect and strengthen myself, but it would be difficult if it wasn't for me.

That's gonna be a steam bath in the room, right? So I looked around and they all didn't seem like a lot.

... Oh, this Inai is magically moving the air. I make sure the heat stays around me. If you take too long, I'm gonna fall. This.

"Did you notice? If we don't get this over with soon, we're gonna be in big trouble."

It's been a while since I learned to be scared by Inai, who says it with a nigga laugh.

When these people try people like this, they don't condone it.

"I'll try my best."

I just have to say that for now. Nevertheless, the shape is getting cleaner. Originally there was no decoration when it came to doors, it just seemed like a sturdy door, and as long as it was shaped, it wouldn't be a problem.

Oh, but it could change in size if it stays like this. He was a little stretched out before I even noticed. Then I can't even see him.

"Cold air, turn around."

Allow only the perimeter of the door to cool slowly so that the size does not change any further. We need to cool it down rapidly. You'll be fine. Slow, slow.

It looks like we were originally going to rebuild it new, and if it doesn't work, apologize honestly.

"Look, he's using different sorceries in parallel."

Mr. Boloccaro asks Inai and the others about my situation.

"Six... no, that's seven."

"Huh!?

It was Mr. Bedo, not the person I heard, who raised his surprise at Inai's answer.

Don't be surprised before I'm surprised.

"No, you're usually surprised! Like seven at the same time!

"Well, I'm surprised, because it's tallow"

What's the word? Terrible. But I can't argue. I have a sense that I'm being unscrupulous about this myself.

You're from Mr. Sells' relentless training!

Seriously, I didn't condone it. You'll add and subtract, but you won't forgive me, will you, that guy? Mr. Celes is scared.

"... you've known about him since before?

"Hmm, I don't know the big deal. Only since I came here and stayed at your father's inn.

I've been played with once, so I just know there's nothing wrong with it. You're much stronger than Garabagh, that guy. "

"Garabau is that beastification kid? Give me a break."

Oh, is Galabagh quite famous? Well known. That guy, he felt like Mr. Union Leader's men.

His own personality and power go hand in hand, and it's not strange that his name and face are known from the beginning.

I hear that kind of chatter, but I go ahead with the work lightly, slowly cooling it down when it's shaped.

In the image of taking away heat rather than putting cold air on it and cooling it. Overall, the temperature drops.

Keep the door cool, but now make a hinge and a key. The hinge and key clasp will also be shaped according to the same procedure as the door. This one is small, and even if it deforms a little, it's easy to go.

The heat, which is not the norm around here right now, is more of a problem than that. I can't stop sweating.

... that's weird that you're trying to protect me, but this sweat?

Shit, this is my ambient temperature.

Cool shaped parts together as you rush to cool your surroundings.

"As always, it's amazing"

"Really. Sometimes it was just admitted to the cell to continue to maintain that accuracy as normal. You can do the same thing with a single spell or a couple of spells, but it's hard to maintain that number of spells with the same accuracy."

Sigal and Inai watch my magic and share their thoughts. But I want Inai to praise us for our work, rather than witchcraft.

Well, no. You're just tapping and stretching, this.

"Ugh, it's done."

I also made proper doors, keys, hinges and screws to fasten it. All we have to do is install it.

The temperature in the room has been restored to normal temperature. Do you want to install it properly?

"Oops."

Hold the door and install it in the position where the door originally fits. The original screw hole is useless, so I'm forced to screw it in a different position.

The size of the door can be maintained properly, it feels like a light tap, and the strength doesn't seem to be a problem.

"I don't know about this."

"What happened to you..."

Mr. Bedo looks at this one with an eye for incredible objects. My men and the ladies at the store.

Inai walks over here and looks at the parts, doors and installation.

"Well, fine. Degradation doesn't seem that bad."

"Okay!

I'll gut pose for Inai's words.

"That's it, that's it. If we were to do this anyway, you would have made sure to maintain the shape and make the heat uniform. Because not only metal, but also heat differences create distortions."

"Oh, yes, I'm sorry"

A hand in a gutsy pose falls down. Um, keep it in shape.

Like an air vessel? No, then I should have prepared a board, fixed and protective magic.

That didn't take much effort.

"Kid, that's tough. I don't know much about that."

Mr. Bedo bangs on the door with a metal stick as he says that to Inai's words.

"Yeah, me, no problem. Not even a snag."

Apparently, the owner is OK. Good.