Black Iron Magician ~ Training Story of the Untalented Disciple ~

When Delis was somewhat regretting the presence of the Great Eight Demons, a reflection by the brave group of Yonada Ardelheit was held at Crocus' Castle. It is unfortunate not to celebrate the end of the war with a grand celebration, but the queen Clarius and the civilians seem very busy. I wasn't sure why, but I was called out to gather inside just to avoid annoying Chinatsu and gathered in the room where Yuna and Chinatsu would sleep.

"Mr. Cock at the cooking place gave me a sneak herbal winner. It's ready, let's all eat."

"I'll have something like this if you don't mind.... but I'll eat it."

"Gokuri... It smells good..."

"Vegetables are good, but meat is still good too!

Especially if it's a loose atmosphere like this.

"Yes, then I would like to begin this battle, that reflection"

- Patchy, patchy, patchy. The clap intersects with the sound of eating a winner.

"Hmm, the battle with Mr. Hund turned out unfortunately. Everyone else could have beaten the Sea Devil Four Heavenly Kings, but we didn't just take one step... was a direct attack on the mouth better than poison at the end? (Pari)"

"I don't think that would have worked too well with meat or bone walls on the inside...... (PARIS)"

"As a result, I don't think you made the wrong choice of poison that will continue to cause long-term damage. Either way, if they recover later, they will be completely healed (Pari)."

"Right. I don't think I made that many mistakes as a tactic in this fight. They were all doing their best, and few misjudgments were made by the first person to see them. If there was, that's a difference in local power. We need to be stronger than ever before to beat that Demon King level opponent."

Conclusions, levels, status, skills and training were mostly lacking in abilities. Yoona and the others get to the answer as they grab a crocheted winner. If so, we've already decided what to do.

"Okay! You just have to work out more than ever! Double it to start with, triple it the next day! (Paris, Paris, Paris!

"It's not a matter of quantity... I think it's more constructive to give the masters an opinion than to do the excessive exercise yourself. Until then, it's forbidden to keep the way you've been doing it and to rush it. (PARIS)"

"Ah, speaking of which, I forgot to hold a potato stew party. Wow! Me, I fell asleep sometime! (Paris, Paris)"

"Let's think of it as another fun...... it wasn't that atmosphere...... (hungry)"

Winner, sold out. Then we ended the debate with a chat and closed the reflection session first. Soon Therese and Wheelel are in a meeting for a potato stew that will eventually come. Yuna and Chinatsu, on the other hand, decided to move to the balcony, which was co-located in the room, in an attempt to catch a little night breeze.

"Yona, did it still happen? its winners......"

"This is the guy I made by hand! I've never made one before, but it looks pretty good, doesn't it?

Yuna had a second platter of basil winners in her hand. Did the made product become the storage function of the pouch? There is an aroma of hot air and appetite from the winner indicating that it can be made. As Yuna told me, the work was so different from what the pros had made earlier that I thought it would be better this way. But Chinatsu's stomach was moderately filled, and he stopped the hand his self-control tried to stretch, saying that it was better to stop any more, both temporally and calorically.

"Mogpari Mogpari"

"As usual, Yuna eats a lot..."

"Me, I'm shorter than average, so it's become an old habit to try to eat a little more. It's necessary to be strong about it. Metaphor, I'm dying. But just eat the rice! My father used to say that. Especially after exercising."

"Pfft, I might say for sure"

"Still, I didn't grow tall, and my chest is flat!

"Oh, no..."

Is that a joke you're telling me? Chinatsu was able to reply only to the quotes and vague replies that led to the speeding up of the thinking. If this was Derris, he would have left without getting lost.

"Ha, I didn't win."

Emphasizing the lack of breasts all the way, Yuna said those words with a prolonged voice with her cheeks on the balcony railing.

"Oh, that's not uncommonly depressing for you. Normally, what's so damn spiritual and positive?"

"No, that's also true of the substantial loss to Mr. Hund, but then there was the girl who showed up from the sky, right? She can't read the bottom of her power no matter how much she thinks. It made me feel like after a little studying."

"Girl... you're the girl in the dress with the red flash of silver hair"

It was certainly a different strength of dimension. Measuring the bottom of the force was impotent and unscrupulous, so much so that the opponent's power felt too abysmal to fight in an instant. The more I thought about it, the muddy it was, and the more I noticed, Chinatsu had given up guessing. Unlike myself like that, Yuna leaks a sigh of emotion unexpectedly wondering if she was still thinking about it.

"I'm also surprised Mr. Lily was with you, but is he still a parent or a child? Mom, he called me..."

"It's similar if you ask me, is it? It might be rude to Senior Lily, but that kid's down there saying how he saw his age. But what about strength?

"Another difficult question... but yeah -"

Lilivivia and Maria, both Great Demon Kings named after the Great Eight Demons, just like Hund. Even Hund, who seems to be the last seat, boasted that ridiculous strength. So how much power do they have? Thousand Natsu had thrown the problem before the answer, but I think that if we measure the hund and measure it, we will think about it again carefully.

(Conclusion I made then. If you were to choose between two people closer to it, as Mr. Hund was level 7, then...)

While Chinatsu frowned and pondered, Yuna waited with a parimog parimog and a creepy sound. Handmade winners, complete meals early.

"- You can't, I knew I had no idea. At least two of them are stronger than Mr. Hund, I guess. I can assure you."

"Haha, I stopped thinking there too. It's hard to be mathematical!

"Well, that metaphor makes me feel familiar with this difficult question...... hmm, if I were to soak up reason and grounds and force myself to twist the answer, would Mr. Lily still be closer to Mr. Hund's strength,? That said, though I may just feel that way because I had so many opportunities to see Lily's power"

"So what if Master and Mr. Nell?

"... is this what it feels like to get black smoke out of your head? I think I know how you feel a little bit. I wonder if the head-on battle will be won by Master Eighty-Nine Nell if there is a couple fighting."

"Pfft! Heh, heh...! Ha, I sure might......!

Yona, get in the bump. For Yuna, who assumed a serious battle, he didn't assume the category of conjugal fights.

"Ha, I laughed. I laughed! But it's kind of refreshing!

"That would have been nice. I'm talking about an area where we don't know how much we're thinking right now."

"Right. But I started to see about my master's footprint. Furui, it's about to disappear."

"Pfft. What, that metaphor"

Though the last seat, Yonas, who had gone through a battle with the Great Eight Demons, had steadily extended their power. There will come a day when I can reach Delis and Nell, who all say the master - I don't know, but Yuna seemed to see that back in her eyes.

"Revenge to Mr. Hund first! Good luck!"

"No, no, because you're not that easy to meet again and again."

... Surprisingly, the day of reunion may be near.

- Day 43 of training, over.