Boundary Labyrinth and the Foreign Magician

"... more"

As soon as I woke up, there was Grace's sleeping face next to me, and I felt like I was going to beat faster for a second.

I immediately remembered last night and convinced myself that I was slightly irritated as someone jumping into my eyes without any mind ready to wake up... Grace's face feels too neat. Although I'm familiar with it, I haven't faced each other this close in a while.

"- Good morning. Dear Theodore,"

Grace opened her eyes thinly and smiled as she woke her up in this hangover.

"... yeah. Good morning."

It doesn't mean anything happened... but it's a little embarrassing.

We laid a blanket on the floor of the master bedroom and hung another blanket on top of it, so we slept together.

"Didn't Master Theodore still have the day off? I'll call you when your meal is ready."

That's what Grace says. Wake up.

It feels like I'm just starting to whiten out the window. She woke up a little too early... but she felt refreshed to sleep.

"I'll help. I'm gonna get dressed and wash my face."

Black bread for breakfast in vegetable soup made from excess ingredients bought on the journey. It also feels classic around here, but the ingredients should be used up exactly before they go bad. The grade is up there because the rabbit meat I bought at the market is also in the soup.

That said, it doesn't taste like we've arrived in the border city because of it. Among the emergency foods and ingredients I bought before diving into the labyrinth yesterday was a mushroom demon called Whispermash, so this time I decided to put it in the main.

Whisper Mash is a demon that can be picked by example in the forest of the night and darkness... or crusaded.

The real thing is a walking mushroom the size of a watermelon. Attacks on your body are no big deal, but you need to be careful because you use the magic of sleep. Then we also need to pay attention to the toxic subspecies... there are no problems around here because they can be easily distinguished by the colour and pattern of the casa.

It was already a crusaded and sliced substitute that was lined up on the market, but the original is just watermelon size. One piece at a time would feel just right if you cut one in place and ate it with me and Grace.

Grace heats the frying pan with a pinch and extends the olive oil thinly. Add mushrooms and bacon where it warmed up as well. The petty sound of being stir-fried over a frying pan echoes.

Shake salt and spices there, and if enough fire passes, that's it. Sautéed whisper mash.

It was breakfast across the street where the main one was lined up at the table.

"What do you think?

Whisper mash tastes a lot like eringi. The texture is also dull, flavorful and quite delicious. Grace is used to it and the salting is exquisite.

"Yeah. It's delicious."

"Really? Thank you."

Grace grinned when she gave her candid thoughts.

Hmm. Savona tree sap and whisper mash... I'd like to reach the woods early. You can use it yourself because there are a lot of treasures to treasure, and because there is a lot of demand, it will be a stable source of income.

"Yesterday there were all kinds of ingredients I didn't know about and I got a little lost"

"It's unique to border cities. That one."

So did Whisper Mash, and there was no such thing as a flying shark fin. Depending on the trend of the adventurer, the things lined up on the market change, but I just want to ask you to spare me worm meat and some substitutes.

"What are you going to do today?

"I guess I'll be shopping after I get info at the guild. I'm going to buy all the furniture... I guess it's still a little early to go out. Until then, I think I'll mow the grass in the garden without my stomach."

"Understood."

That is why it is a belly stomach after meals.

I'm going to mow all the rough all-you-can-have garden grass off the edge... but this is magically mowed without sickles or anything.

If you use a cane, it will be easy to run out of life, so you will use magic with your bare hands... but weeding is not without danger at all.

Because these untouched grasses sometimes contain demons called Ibilweed, even throughout the city.

The buds and flower areas are like mouths and carefully grow to the teeth. Basically, it's not much of a threat, but when they get their hands on it, it bites... it's a weed with a means of self-defence.

It is everywhere for the sake of flying more seeds from the mouth far away, and by its very nature it is quite hated by those who hold positions like gardeners.

I'm basically weak just to be named a weed... but it hurts a little when it bites me. Can I say it hurts or is it depressing? It is a demon to the extent that the child comes home unknowingly with his hands, bitten, bleeding from the tooth mould and crying... Well, the point is to be careful not to cut your hand with a suki leaf or stab your finger with thorns.

Autumn Mouth has more means of attack: seed skipping in addition to biting, but this is not that dangerous either. I know it's dangerous if it gets into your eyes, but they seem to be unwilling to use important species to attack, because they rarely do it.

By the way, you can't expect a strip from Ibilweed. Around autumn we can also extract some demonic stone ingredients from the seeds... but now it is a sparrow tear even when the magic of extraction is applied. True, it is a weed.

"Shall we begin then?"

"Yes, take care not to get hurt"

"So is Grace. Because I think Weed is here."

"Yes."

Grace is also liberated from the spell and has a full combat posture. Grace's ability to regenerate also falls under the sun, so even if she gets hurt, she can't recover immediately, so she has never gone beyond avoiding injury.

Okay, well. Let's mow it off the edge. The magic used is the water cutter of the third class of water magic. Root and mow the weeds without bitterness with a blade of water wrapped around your palms.

Speaking of, Grace was waving an axe long enough away from here to luxuriously wipe away the grass.

I also wonder if it would be nice to have a proper sickle... but if it is liberated, it breaks it off the edge if the tool is not durable. In the sealed state, Grace is on the same level as a regular person, so it ends up being more efficient to wield an axe in the liberated state.

It would be totally combat for a metal patterned sickle or something, and I don't feel like buying one of those just for mowing grass.

"I've discovered"

"Gippy!"

Advice Ibilweed seemed to be confused and screamed as Grace grabbed his roots and relentlessly mowed him with an axe from the roots.

And I also found a weed here from beside what I'm saying. Carefully pruned with water cutters, wind magic class 2 cyclones roll up all the other weeds and stack them in a sunny spot.

Hmm. Because it's not life magic, it's a hassle to use elementary offensive magic in situations like this. I feel like I'm consuming extra magic instead because I'm putting a lot of effort into control.

In other words, my shoulders are stiff. I want to learn the magic of life early on.

"Excuse me, is this Mr. Theodore's house?

That's how I mowed the garden for a while, and my voice rang from around the front door to the garden.

Walking to the gate, it was the receptionist from yesterday's guild who was there. The name is definitely... I thought I said Heather. There's even the Forestbirds behind it.

"Yeah. It's definitely here. Uh, was it Mr. Heather?"

"Yes, I'm sorry to keep you busy"

"No, it's just mowing."

and, after an answer with Heather, shifts his gaze to Forestbird.

"Good morning, Theo."

"Good morning, Theo."

"Yeah. Good morning."

In the meantime, I decided to ask them to open the gate and enter the garden.

"I don't have all the furniture yet, so the house is idle and ugly, but you can serve tea, right?

"No, I don't mind."

Heather grinned bitterly.

"Because yesterday it was a mess and I forgot what I was asked to do. I thought it would be routine for me to take a walk during the holidays. This will be your reference and address."

"Oh, thank you very much."

Receive notes and letters with addresses. Does that make it feel like Heather stopped by Forrest Bird for a walk? I guess it feels like the Forestbirds have accompanied us with that.

Maybe it's early waking up for Forestbird when he hasn't received a request. Fitz and others seem slightly sleepy.

"Yesterday was a disaster, you two"

"Really. Surprised to hear you were targeted"

"Oh. So you came?

"Well... that's the thing. I'm relieved you're both not hurt."

I say it as Monica scratches her cheeks looking illuminated.

"You two are too hurt or something, and that's not it. The ambush, on the other hand, was also ambushed and crushed, wasn't it?

"It's been a while since the adventurers ran out of rumors."

They are thrilled to say that.

Well... although you know that Forestbird is the kind of guy who cares. You're a bunch of insolent people around worrying about me yesterday today.

I'm glad they didn't come after me.