Black Iron Magician ~ Training Story of the Untalented Disciple ~

- Fourth day of training.

Yuna, who awoke well this morning, got out of bed earlier than she always had time to wake up. There was just a fierce battle with the ash cobolts yesterday, but there's no fatigue left in my body at all. The brain was also crossing as if it had hung cold water, and was doing better than usual.

"It's too early for a boulder to wake up your master, isn't it? I can afford to go down in the morning and... Ok, do you want to do one more self-practice here!

Jersey Hull takes off his sleeping clothes substitute jersey, becomes a practice clothing hull and leaves the house to cross noses. When I was in Japan for breakfast and lunch, I took care not to wake my younger brothers who were still asleep so as not to make any cooking noise. But now, I'm trying not to worry about making a little noise. Because I learned recently that my master, Delis, doesn't wake up a bit or softly. It's a hassle to wake her up, but this was also a good thing for Yuna to feel better.

"First - there it is! I don't know what's going on with this, yeah, sounds good!

Discover what Yona is near the roots of the trees. It is the branches of a tree that feels good that I held in my hands with exasperation. Shape a little to see how your hands feel. That's how I gained momentum - I wavered.

Yuna began to look at the branches of the tree with a wooden knife and swing them down from the top. One sword at a time is accompanied by the sound of slashing the wind, gradually increasing the tempo of the bare waves. Something that was slowly spaced in the beginning is now always moving at the rate at which the tips of the branches disappear.

One sword at a time. Even if the speed of swing changes, Yona's concentration on a single knife will not change. The branches draw the same orbit more precisely and make it possible more quickly. At the end of the long-distance practice, which lasted five minutes, Yona's practice clothes were already in a sweaty state.

"Hmm. Well, what's going on?

Yona checks the status screen as she wipes her sweat with the towel she brings from the house. Then, isn't your caning skill elevated to level 3?

"Humph, even the branches of a tree recognize a proper wand. Notes Notes"

For the first time in this world, it is the moment when the wooden knife = wand equation is formed.

"But it seems a little poorly stretched... after all, should I work out with a solid cane? Um, I can't help thinking about it, and I can't dare go running."

Wooden branches on the exterior walls of the house, towels around the neck. All right, let's go. Yuna leaves for a routine run. The moderate environment of the road being a beast path, in the deep mountains where the monster lives if it comes off at all, was just a good place to practice for Yuna.

Yuna still hasn't been told what Derris is doing. I haven't been taught, but I know you've been stuck here lately and accompanied to workouts.

"Yabe, I forgot about the existence of my job...... Hal, I'm sorry, can you go to Deanna alone? I want you to give Mr. Gunn the Tiger Beard the Ore and report back to the Alliance to complete the crusade request."

Yuna asked me to use you like that from Delis who woke you up. It's the first time I've used it at this age, and I'm allergic to it, but I've been looking out for you from time to time (even if you're actually looking out for me), and I'm like, "Yes!" and two pleasant replies. Getting ready, he was coming to the castle town of Deanna while shadowboxing. Pouches with ore and ash cobolt tails on his hips and his outfit is dressed in Combat Robe to look as adventurous as possible. There was only one level of shadow boxing on the road because of the higher level of martial arts, or by the time I arrived in the city.

"Fish is cheaper today than before......!

While looking a little at the city's market, Yuna's footsteps head to Tiger Beard first. Derris said it was okay, but Yuna was a little nervous about whether there was really a problem with the ore in that state, not even on the pattern. The search for the market was a considerable means of relieving such tensions.

"Well, small grains, but you've brought a fair amount for that. That's not a problem."

"Heavy! Parent, this ore is so heavy! How can you hold it with a cheerful face, Hal!?

Apparently, it was okay. Yuna takes a ho breath as she is soothed by Anita, who tries to lift the ore with a bright red face. Because of his reassurance, Yuna remembered something.

"Oh, yeah. Mr. Gunn, don't you put a cane for practice?

I used tree branches as a cane substitute in practice this morning. But out of the blue, my skills were poorly developed. Yuna, who remembered them, thought she might want an official cane, even if it was cheap. Derris told me that I could do whatever rewards I earned at the request of the Alliance, so I would look down first, and then the prospect of buying from the rewards I earned later.

"A cane for practice? That's not true, it's as much at Derris' house as it is - oh, I see. Are you accustomed to this guy? All right, hold on a second."

You guessed something, and the cancer disappeared into the workshop in the back as you jerked off the black ore in your hand. Slightly, I can hear you pounding metal with a hammer.

"My parents probably don't... Hey, Hal. Everyone carries it to the mundane, but this black sucks heavy. What did you ask for, Derris' husband?

"Yeah, sorry. I haven't been informed, either."

"Seriously. I don't know about the properties of cancer parents or unfinished products to show anyone... I wonder if you're willing to make even a big shield? I can't imagine what a big man would have!

"Haha, right ~"

Yuna laughs at each other with Anita as she remembers the muscular and big woman she met at the National Convention. By the way, the game with that woman was Yuna's complete win, so it's not even a funny story at all. Then in the store where the customer didn't come, after a while of ridicule with Anita, Cancer came back with something black bar-shaped.

"You kept me waiting. Look, lady. Take this one."

With that said, cancer throws its stick at you.

"Whoa... Mr. Cancer, what's this?

Yoona caught it with both hands, although she was a little relaxed. Zuri and the weight stick in his hand was a cane. It is considerably longer than the stick and the colours are unified in the same black as the ore. It had a simple shape with no decorations in particular, and I could presume it was for practice that Yoona had heard of.

"The ore your daughter picked, I could afford a little. It's a test I hit with my practice. I don't want the money, so take it."

"" What!?

Yuna raising her voice of surprise, Anita joining her voice of surprise somehow.

"Ya, you can't have such a splendid one for free. I'll pay you right."

"Oh no! Parents, this is where Hal gets on with his good intentions!

"Ugh. I told you, I made this for practice. It's not a product! It's for practice!

"Shit, for practice, that's what I mean...!

It is not a substitute for being arranged as a product because it was made by Cancer as its own practice. But there's no place to put it in the store, so it's out of the way. There's no one I want to throw away. So take it, see. That was the lined mantra of cancer.

"Thank you, Mr. Gunn! Me, now I'll practice hard!

"Oh, that's precisely what you get used to right now. So, seriously, it crumbles in real life, huh?

……

Cancer has been caged in the blacksmith. Though the intention of the last word was not known, Yuna had a black wand that had become her own, and left the tiger beard with a mollusc face. The next goal is the Alliance.