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

"Hey, Cell, you ready now?

Find a cell in the courtyard talking amicably with her husband and speak up.

I know it's bad to interrupt, but I wanted to be a little sure.

"Um, Aroness, what's going on?

"Oh, do me a favor. Sorry to interrupt."

"I don't mind, what's going on?

Even though my husband was interrupted in his honeymoon, he's not complaining in particular about how Nico got there.

Somehow, but I think the pedigree resembles former sire or blubber.

After all, if a familiar person is good, is it something that is attracted to the type close to that person?

Perhaps if I said this, I would definitely deny the cell. I don't know about this guy, because I'm in love with my husband.

"Remember how this guy was machined?

I just gave Tallow a test to show the ore to the cell.

"Uh, Lin's sword ingredients. I remember you."

"You, can you use this?

To my inquiry, Cell makes a slightly more annoying face.

The reason is simple. Cell has done it several times in the past and has never been successful.

The stone broke and I have only stopped exchanging its functions.

Around beyond the two, the cell persisted.

"... why are you saying that now? I couldn't, could I?

"Right. I know, but I want you to do it."

Cell leans his neck, losing his dissatisfied face in my words.

I know I can't, but I was wondering why I let you do it.

"... ruining it won't hold you accountable. Okay?

"I don't mind. It's my fault, and I bought this for my personal effects."

"Hmm?"

The cell receives the ore in such a way that it is not well understood and puts it on the table.

"What's going to happen?

My husband, who was keeping an eye on what was going on, asks Cell as if he cared.

Cell responds to her husband with a full smile.

You somehow know things are different from your usual grin because of your long relationship.

"Uh, hey, this is the stone used for Lynn's sword, but it's special. If you don't process, you can't process it."

"Well, did Celes also process alchemy?

"Yeah. It's only easy."

Cell talks while processing the stone. The procedure itself is the same. Mix the magic inside, just like Tallow.

In the stone, the stone itself processes as if it had used the technique.

Of course, we do not use the magic contained in the stone itself. It doesn't make sense if you don't have to use it to make it work. You have to mix your magic with the stone and make sure that the stone itself misrepresents it as your magic.

It makes no sense unless it is processed in such a way that there is no problem unless it is left there for a long time.

"If you can't, why?

This seems to be what you've been telling me. The reason for this is after cell surgery is over for now.

"I'll answer when I'm done."

"Well, then let's look forward to it"

Nico, looking at my husband smiling and saying, I think a guy like this fell in love with Cell really well.

When Cell was younger, that's what we used to fight close to killing each other with Guldo every day.

Sometimes I used to smile and step on Guldo's head, bleeding sloppily, and I should have seen this guy in places like that.

Why did you fall in love with such a scary woman? Strange.

Oh, my God, I can't believe I'm remembering the old cell, and it sounded like a crack coming in.

Looking back at the stone from Cell's husband, there was a vanished, finely crushed stone.

When I touched it, the magic completely disappeared from the stone and it was brittle enough to crush it if I gripped it.

"Uh, Murray. I knew I couldn't do it."

"I knew you would."

If it's magic itself, the cell goes far beyond me. If it's a simple superficial sorcery fight, me and Cell don't make that big a difference.

But the quality of the roots is different.

In cell witchcraft and my witchcraft, its purity is too different. In my magic, I can't rise above the cell.

Even in that cell, the processing as alchemy doesn't work this way.

I can't have a magician peeking into one scale of truth in the world.

Of course, cells can do it if they use magic to process them. I can't use magic to extract material performance.

The former is a processing that does not care about the deterioration of materials or the deterioration of the ability to do so. The latter is the processing that performs the material.

The material does not erase the power of the object, does not drop it, and draws it out. That's the alchemy process.

"So, what did you want to be sure of -?"

Cell was thinking. Eyes on me. Ask why.

"Tallow, I did that in one shot. Don't worry about it in the fluttering state of sleep deprivation. It's harder to fight with you in magic."

To my words, I was surprised that the boulder cells also disappeared with their usual smiles.

That's right, because he said he did what he had to do to make sure he didn't.

"Hey, Aroness, speaking of which, I haven't heard, Tallow, did you make a 'from what' spiritual stone?

Speaking of which, you didn't tell anyone.

He's only good at extracting the performance of a material called refinery to the limit, and creating an object that only draws on and compresses the power of a material called Spirit Stone.

"You can do the herbs around here, now he's..."

Ooh, rare, the cell is as open as it should be. It's been a while since I've seen a face like this.

And Cell opened his mouth to think of something.

"... I wonder how you could do that, Mr. Tallow."

"That's terrible. He's got a lot of power. It just hasn't reached our perimeter."

"That's not what I meant - Tallow, you have all the high power as a person on that path, but none of that stands out. I don't think it would be weird to go that far and be comparable to us."

"... if they say so, maybe so."

Tallow is all wrapped up at a high level. But all of that hasn't protruded too much.

It stands out, of course, given the public. But it's not just unusual at that level. Outside the country, there are people in the Tallow class.

Even in my country, Balf is. The difference between him and Tallow now is a piece of paper. Tallow has won over so far, but if something's different, it's Tallow who's falling.

It's just that Tallow could have come that far, that short period of time, and that year.

It's not strange to have more power. Nevertheless, as a matter of fact, Tallow is not in that area.

Even Tallow isn't trying so hard. More than that, I can't help wondering. Whatever you say about why you're not stronger, it seems pathetic.

"Still, Tallow has come to a point where he can meet your expectations, hasn't he? I think it's strange to mourn when you praise it."

"Well, that's true."

The cell feels kind of uncomfortable.

I'm not convinced either. That's why I brought this stone here.

"Tallow does the same thing, alchemy, normal sorcery."

"... oh, I see. Heh..."

I tell the cell what Tallow says that I'm not convinced of. If you can do that, the world is overflowing with alchemists. Few alchemists because they can't do it with that feeling.

Cell says as he convinced himself of something, pinching and crushing the crushed stone.

"Well, then, maybe it's easy."

"The truth is, it doesn't feel right."

"Yeah, definitely out of touch. But I'm somewhat convinced of that."

I'm not convinced, but I am. That sounds like such a contradictory breeze. That was convincing.

Me, too.

"Well, he's still letting you get the wrong idea."

"Uh, maybe that's better."

"I think the best thing about him is that when he tells me something I don't understand, I honestly accept it. I had some reason to be honest when I came to this world, but still, he's strong enough to accept it."

"Well, otherwise, I don't think I could have followed Mirka's training."

I'm saying it like some other HR, but so are you. I can't go with your training.

Normally, most people like that make noise.

"Well, it's about magic. I thought I'd tell you."

"Yes, let's do it. Well, I wouldn't say anything about that. I told you, Tallow, I don't like it."

"Oh, well, then I should probably go."

"Yes, bye"

When I said I had done my job, I turned my heel back.

"Oh, yeah -. Aronessu."

I came calling like a cell remembered something.

"Didn't you introduce your wife and apprentice next time?

"I'm not a daughter-in-law candidate..."

No matter how much you give up, you can't be more than a disciple.

Who would take a daughter-in-law even though the apprentice is reluctant?

"You better not lick Lynn's eyes too much. Yikes."

"... don't, 'cause he's really going to push his wife."

I don't like it either. Oh, already, please. I was wondering if you could break him quickly.