Din no Monshou (WN)

The second day in the Union began.

It is a refreshing awakening.

I stood up with my knife on my back.

When I went outside the room, they greeted me to the service.

I heard where Sonia is, but she's in prayer now, apparently.

The invisible dawn of the moon and the night when the moon shines brilliantly.

They say that prayer is not indispensable twice a day and that occasionally they continue to pray until after noon.

That depth of confidence remembers a kind of respect.

I miss you, I used to pray to heaven, too.

A god of cards, a god of medals, a god of silver spheres - a prayer to various gods.

Well, it didn't seem confident enough, and no miracles happened.

It was good to meet someone from the museum at this time.

I ask the waiter.

"Is there a place near here where you can swing?

If that's the case, then the place you were introduced to...

5 minutes walk out of the hall.

It was a magnificent sandy beach that stretched out for a long time.

I was wondering if you could lend me the garden on the property, but it was sweet.

Well, this place is definitely bigger, so let's just say good.

In the distance you can see a small island of great pirates.

I'm usually accompanied by Walkins when I train.

I was in the mood to work alone today.

"Let's start with normal water magic."

Slowly let the magic vegetables trickle into your body and chant water magic.

Conduct training to enhance adequacy.

Because I've been practicing control indispensably every day,

I'm also getting better at messing with the nature of water.

Fresh water that permeates the ground easily.

High pressure water flow that also slashes and rips bone meat.

I can't outburst it, but its degeneration is increasing.

Breathe out a little, I pulled out the knife.

Practice the magic that will be the main part of today's training.

A move that would be a trump card against the Shanleys - a running water blade.

I've never had a successful activation before.

But the image has also settled, so it should be time to succeed.

As if crushing my hopes like that, the magic element of the water attribute doesn't dwell on the blade.

No matter how many times I tried it, I couldn't grasp the definitive trick of the Devil's Sword Blade.

"... damn"

Wipe the sweat and continue chanting.

When he was down to repeated failures, he was called out from behind.

"- Are you in trouble, Master Regis?"

Turn around behind you.

Walkins was sitting on a big rock on the beach.

No way, have you been watching this?

"... what are you doing?

"It's a beautiful day, so I'm here to hit the tide a little bit."

That said, Walkins pays his hair loosely.

With the wind passing the beach, her silver hair flutters.

It was a sight that even felt a kind of divinity.

"... good."

Walkins shrugged lightly and came down to the beach.

And he goes around behind my back, grabs my arm.

"I'm sticking to the image. Not really, the pose is scornful.

The basic idea is to stick your arms in front of each other. "

Fix your posture as you were told.

Then, obviously, the amount of magic conductivity changed.

The flow to the chant is smoother.

"Oh... not at all"

"It's only when you use top magic that you remember the basics."

It's a smudging word.

Images and poses are what even toddlers can pay attention to.

But when it comes to learning magic, these two are the most important things.

Walkins coaches me to pose and I laugh unexpectedly.

"Something... don't remind me"

"And, okay?

Walkins asks in a proper way.

I told her about the old days.

"The first time you taught me fire magic."

"Right, I remember it well too.

You've been teaching magic to Regis ever since. "

It brings back memories of being upset at the chest being pressed with force majeure during instruction.

No, if they still do that today, they blush.

Walkins strokes me to mercy my arm.

"Compared to then... you've really improved"

At first I couldn't use high-altitude magic like Ignite Hell.

I was teaching super preliminary things like gunfire.

There's me now because there was a workout then.

But it's still far from satisfactory.

I shook my head and conveyed my intentions.

"No, not yet at all.

Techniques that use magic are ultimately available to Walkins and Alec... "

- You don't have to get it.

Walkins has told me to interrupt.

It's like embarrassing a child's dangerous behavior.

"... Huh?

To my sudden assertion, I can only return a voice of confusion.

But Walkins kept saying.

"I, or Lady Alexandia,

As a magician, Master Regis must not aspire. "

It was a rare, strong tone for her.

Words of denial that you usually never show.

You've noticed my confusion, Walkins puts his finger up and explains it in detail.

"Too powerful a magic can no longer fit in a vessel of flesh."

"Running wild, you mean?

"Lose yourself and remain the destructive impulse brought about by the magic vegetarian,

You're going to have to kill again and again. "

…………

It's as if I've seen it.

No, or it's like you've been through...

Walkins has pronounced it pale, but to warn.

"Once you run wild, you won't stop until the magic vegetables rot your body.

And after the runoff, the life... "

You mean die.

I remember what Alec said.

Was that when you were in college?

When Si-hsien asked him why he didn't move aggressively, he said with a sad look on his face.

If you use too much magic, 'My life will cease to be mine'.

Was that what you said about this?

"But I've never seen you two run wild."

"Because by the evil magic that I once bathed, I am able to resist"

Evil magic.

Maybe it's about the curse of evil gods.

"But if the regular man imitates us, he will surely run wild. No exceptions."

"I see..."

Recall the first time you used magic.

in the body of a toddler unfamiliar with magic,

When I tried to shoot Astralfire...

My consciousness is broken and my magic is out of control.

Now that I've built up my workouts and am used to magic, I'm not the first to fail.

But if you deal with the magic used by Alec and Walkins, the same thing can happen.

That's why she's warning you.

"Please, Master Regis, do not hesitate to undergo regular training."

Walkins said truthfully.

You must be taking my body seriously.

Really, he's sweet.

"Oh, okay"

That's all I've been told.

You can't worry about her.

I snorted firmly.

"I'm counting on you.

If you do anything wrong or weird, be merciless and angry with me.

As always, I'm glad you'll continue to teach me magic. "

"Of course!

In one word, the vibrant atmosphere was broken.

My chest squeals, and my hand holding the knife holds strength.

- Feel it, a different wave of magic than before.

This exhilaration... can we go now?

I drop my hips with a knife.

And with all his strength, he chanted the magic needed for the running water blade.

"Surrounding is a wave of water demons.

Flowing cloud water, wet the blade - 'Enchanted Water' heh!

Magic moves to the knife and shines.

The first stage is success.

As this momentum remained, it further multiplied the attributes of water magic.

And then if you wave through the sword, it should activate.

I step in big.

Then, the display flow was tempered and swung down to one letter vertically.

"Cheche, che, è, è, è, è, è, è, è, è, è!"

A flash that slashes and rips through the air.

I feel an overflowing flow of magic.

This response...... definitely.

An unprecedented mood for tearing.

Wow, Uncle Acer Cut's hanging was the strongest!

There's no way I won't succeed with this.

With absolute confidence, I stopped the knife momentum.

Then Walkins raised his admiration.

"Shh, it's amazing, Master Regis!

The surprise words I was craving.

Finally...... you succeeded?

Joy boils down to Walkins' words.

But that moment...

"It's not a running water blade, but it's a soulful” bareback "!

"... what?

"I feel good enough, but I'm still far from activating.

Go 2,000 more times in the same way!

I fell off my knees.

If you look closely, there are no shards of water fluctuations in the knife.

What I did was magnificent emptiness.

"It's a bare gesture... you don't"

The magic is empty. I...

He went down to the beach with a grudge.

I get cramps from fatigue, and I end up in a boar state launched to the coast.

No more... no more.

I can't even move with Pickle.

It's turning into white ash.

"... is that Master Regis?

Walkins follows Tuntung around his shoulder.

She was smiling a little bitterly about how it was stretching.

And he's sliding his knee under my head.

"Let's get some rest."

Knee pillow.

The soft feel heals my tiredness.

Walkins accompanied me on my physical recovery as I stroked my hair.

- Training of the day, terminated due to the loss of magic.

After being able to move,

I borrowed my shoulder from Walkins and went back to the mansion.

I swear on my chest that I will never do chest again.

◆ ◆ ◆

We had breakfast and we were off to dinner in the big hall.

Walkins scrapes tea and Bud looks at the map of the capital.

I sighed unconsciously because of the bareback incident this morning.

Blaming it on me, Bud frowns.

"What is it, Regis? Shitty face."

"... leave me alone"

I plan to leave the city this afternoon but Sonia is too busy to give an opinion.

After finishing her prayers, she doesn't even appear at breakfast and seems to be in business.

It is full of work reminiscent of Shadyberga.

I worry about it.

"Nash the previous generation......"

"Am I?"

Bud reacts to my whining that leaked.

I was talking to myself, but this is an opportunity and I'll give it to you on the subject.

"Sonia's father, he's dead."

"Oh, he must have been assassinated."

Bud replies sayingly.

I didn't know you would swear to the death of a suddenly deceased predecessor.

"... do you have any certainty?

"Hey. But even if you have a disease,

You can't die at a time like this. "

Stone plates stolen. Died with hard work.

I know it's a possible cause of death, but it does leave me uncomfortable.

Sonia, who inherited the trail, is still inexperienced as Nash.

It would be the best situation for a pro-Imperialist.

"The United States is too low on the threat of assassination."

"Really...?

Rather, I have the image that the troubled merchant is the one who has the assassination measures in place.

But when it comes to Bud, the truth seems completely different.

"Yesterday, Sonia said, 'We've got private soldiers, so we're safe!' You said confidently."

"Speaking of which..."

Caught on to that word, I asked once.

I thought it might be dangerous to inadvertently walk outside.

But I didn't say it strongly because Walkins or Bud are going to pay back the assassins.

"For once, I ask you, the last seat of the kingdom nobility. You really think it's safe?

"... honestly, I don't think so"

"You know, it's funny how a mere security guard can kill an assassin."

As for being targeted by an assassin, I don't take into account some escorts or anything.

If Stalin attacked me by an assassin who shoulders me, I would be crushed by private soldiers and such.

The assassin threat is not direct combat power.

The fear is its disgrace.

I aim for a moment of relaxation, and I come for my neck.

Really, he's a pain in the ass.

"But that lady isn't the only one who doesn't have enough of a crisis.

Everyone's a long-breathing king. "

"From the founding of the country until here recently,

Because assassinations weren't taken. - You mean?

Bud nodded silently at my words.

At the time of the founding of the country, the bonds between the merchants seemed very strong.

Some houses were broken up in history, he said.

It never led to the idea of erasing the other person.

That should be it, too.

Since the First Lord vowed to bind, he has shared the whereabouts of his heart.

I guess a sense of union was being created unconsciously.

"But in the last few decades there has been an explosion in the replacement of the Merchant King.

Naturally, they are merchants unrelated to the tablet.

Besides, the breath of the Empire hangs on most of them. "

Is it because of this that more merchants take the means of assassination?

Dark customs spreading across empires and kingdoms have probably been imported.

In particular, the kingdom asks, 'What's the epidemic these days?' That's enough to give back 'assassination' to ask.

It is recognised entirely as a constant means of struggle.

"If you don't crush the pro-Imperialists early, the ancient king of merchants will die a bummer."

"Don't bother with that..."

I'll tell Sonia about the danger of assassination from me.

I've been talking bloody long in the morning.

I purify my mood with brewed tea.

And here Walkins groaned pitifully.

"But it must be hard to succeed the housekeeper in this predicament,"

"Shortly after his father died suddenly,

You're forcing me to be a pro-Imperialist... "

If I were in her shoes, I probably wouldn't be able to get back on my feet.

I don't know what to do when a mental pillar breaks.

I didn't know he was dead.

Well, my thoughts are getting dark.

To protect my mind, I change my story.

"But, Mr. Sonia.

You're solid enough to be a merchant all of a sudden. "

He said he was well connected with other merchant kings, or set the dates for the merchant king's council without gaps.

I am younger than twenty years of age and I think I have handled it well.

Bud seems to agree with you on this one.

"It's not the king's blood.

I've been a king of merchants in this city for 500 years. "

Or maybe there was a will or something.

If you die in the middle of your mind, do what it says on this paper - like.

Where the predecessor Nash Confucius theory came out, Walkins tilted his neck.

"Oh, you seem to have a different impression than me."

"- Ah?"

When Bud listened back, Walkins answered by putting the cup down as a cotri.

"It looked a lot tense.

I felt like I was only fixing the surface. "

"Heh... don't get it"

In my eyes, only a bright, healthy girl appeared in the wind.

Perhaps so did Bud.

He looks unconvinced.

"I understand. I'm the same girl!

"Shut the fuck up... get 10 years old and come back out"

Bud showers a spicy word with ruthless eyes.

It's not a strike zone. It's really cold for a woman.

Walkins was flushing "haha," but squirmed bossly right after that.

"- I hear you're hanging up without Master Limris."

"Oh? Why is that woman coming out?"

Bud argues immediately.

Clearly hypersensitive reaction.

You realize you've been lured out, and Bud looks like he's gone.

Seeing that look, Walkins looks like a lot of fun.

"It's a return of interest.

I've seen a relationship similar to yours in the past, so you know more or less. "

Walkins confidently puts his finger up.

And turned to the silent Bud, with an evil grin.

"Not yet - you don't have the courage to show me under the mask, do you?

"- Huh"

Bud's body jumped big.

Bikun, and.

So much so that even amateurs could see that it was a star.

Bud sets a sight for Walkins that resembles hostility.

"... hey"

"- That's it. What are we gonna do about it?"

Stopped before escalating.

Bud had an image of not moving into anything,

Walkins, your opponent can't keep his head up.

Don't be afraid is her insight.

I just want you to refrain from saying things that call for annoyance.

Suing so, Walkins apologized to Bud.

"I'm sorry. I'm out of my mouth too."

"Chip... this is why kids and less than adults..."

Looks like Bud's bad mood has reached its peak.

A few dozen minutes later, Sonia came in after finishing her business.

But look at Bud's rugged expression and make a small scream.

I can't help it.

That's the only way Bud's stare is going to kill people.

Just please don't walk all over the city in that state.

Maybe they sell fights to the loose ends.

It was a stomach buildup going out there, so we can move on as planned.

We were supposed to roll out into the city in a freezing atmosphere.

◆ ◆ ◆

Explore the capital city with a guide to Sonia.

That is the Union expected from each country as a wallet.

The road is perfectly maintained wherever you look.

The standing chambers of commerce and association buildings are very gorgeous.

I could see that I was putting in a considerable amount of money.

"Wow...... no favela at all"

Wangdu said there was an unbroken slam spreading near Central Street.

This place was flooded with active merchants with streets as far as I could see.

"Ha... you have a unique emotion"

Walkins looked at the streets and muttered deeply emotionally.

Bud has been on the top of the Buddha for a while, but he seems to have gotten in a better mood since he went outside.

I am interested in chilling the outdoor shop on the road.

Seeing us like that, Sonia asked in a twitchy way.

"I have never been to the kingdom, but am I still not?

"That's right. I thought you were so lively."

I guess this is the center of the city.

Supplies brought from the port, treasures lined up in stores.

Exactly where the money and stuff are moving. The crime scene comes into my eyes everywhere.

"We've been developing this city for 500 years.

I'm glad you said that. "

Sonia laughing like a soldier.

Very high points.

Don't soothe me when I see someone with a pretty smile after all.

I circled the main street of the city on one street and came back to the big square.

It was a really fresh experience.

Bud suggested to Sonia as he rattled his neck.

"Let's move freely from here. I want to go wherever I want."

"Right. Dear Regis, may I accompany you?"

"Oh, sure."

You can look around on your own.

I prefer someone I can share my emotions with.

Bud will check the map of the city in turn.

"Drink here... play... take it home..."

I wonder why.

I can tell from some of the whining that Bud is about to go to the store.

Looking at the map with interest, Sonia seems to have put all of her whining in her ear.

He blushes and screams.

"Well, I'm just saying that there are stores like that......

This Millianport is a very healthy city!

You don't have to go out of your way to declare...

Well, I'm also convinced that if a port town is conditioned in a big city, there will be more shops like that.

Sonia, having heard Bud's route to go, summoned a squire who followed him from behind.

"Mr. Bud will now be accompanied by ten private soldiers.

I don't think anyone's going to attack me, because I'm one of your valued messengers... "

- I don't need it.

Bud trumped Sonia's considerations in a nutshell.

And we hunt them down with momentum that doesn't allow us to argue.

"If someone's on guard around Giragira, the booze gets worse.

Besides, what?

Are they following you to the private room of the store you're going to after?

"Uh... that's..."

"If you have a soldier to put on me, turn that to your escort."

That's what Bud said to confused Sonia.

Well, to take into account the number of private soldiers that can be mobilized,

If you split it with me or Bud, you'll have less escorts to follow Sonia.

Low awareness of the assassination increases her danger.

"Well, that's not how... there has to be something."

"You're the one who's gonna die the most when something happens."

Bud speaks relentlessly.

Sonia wanted to say something, but swallowed the words.

Honestly accept and keep your head down.

"Okay. Thank you, Bud, for your courtesy.

So, um... you two are "

"Master Regis is fine because I will protect him.

Please be careful with Sonia. "

Naturally, Walkins refuses to be a private soldier.

Was it an unexpected reaction, Sonia patted her hands like she panicked.

"Uh... oh, no..."

"Well, I'll play. Enjoy yourselves at best."

Bud puts the map inside his hoodie court.

And I try to get into a narrow path.

Seeing that, Sonia desperately called it off.

"Oh, that!

"What?

"... at the very least, take this..."

Sonia took something out of her monastic clothes.

An object that seems to weigh well.

Bud asks as if it were an easy one.

"What the hell?"

"It's a scripture. The blessing of God for the sixteenth night is upon all of us."

"I'm sorry, but you're atheistic. Give me a break for soliciting."

That's what Bud said, poking back at the Bible.

Sonia drops her shoulders in an unsolicited response.

"Oh, really..."

Bud, can't you be a little more gentle with me?

Even publicly, Sonia is one of the merchant kings that governs the Union.

I want a little more consideration as a messenger.

That's not what I could tell you.

I just want to give it to you from me.

"Hey, what is it?"

Bud takes the gorilla and something out of his nostalgia.

It's red enough to fit in your hand.

Is the material close to rubber?

Looks resilient.

"It's a protective tool. If you can't help it, if you're dying, throw it at the enemy."

"Ha, yes... ok"

When Sonia received it carefully, she tucked it in her Sister clothes.

Look at that, Bud turns his back.

"Bye. I'll probably be back in the middle of the night."

Bud walked away, waving his hand hilarious.

It won't be my illusion that that footprint looks light.

Speaking of which, he took the assignment because he seemed to be able to play at work.

I would definitely be a player if I applied the RPG profession.

As he nodded silently, a thick book was offered in front of him.

"Um... Mr. Regis, please, this way."

"Oh, religion is fine"

…………

My instant answer hardens Sonia's expression.

Shit, it's a habit of a previous life.

The work pattern of joblessness, the tragedy that happened because I used to respond to visitors of that hand.

This one gets stuck in words, too.

Apparently, he thought I was the only one who could take it.

Sonia, who was turned down, was in tears in her eyes.

"Ugh... Gu..."

"Let's have it.

Sixteen Nights God, I actually cared about God. "

I received the Bible at the speed of light.

Hmm, heavy.

It's the thickness of the whole book.

Sonia turns a blind eye to my behavior.

"Ho, is that true!?"

"Yeah, I like the moon."

Sixteen Nights God hears with God the Lord of the Moon.

As for me, I find moonlight interesting, not that I'm not interested.

Sonia stared at me as I was returning the grin I drew.

I don't know, the whiteness has passed on.

As she was terrified of the war, she groaned bossly.

"... similar. Very..."

"Hmm?"

What does that mean?

You think I'm gonna give someone two melons?

Turning to her suspicious eyes, Sonia shook her head like she was in a panic.

"Ah, no...... nothing! Excuse me."

I wonder what it was.

In doubt, I see Sonia's missionary work.

"Um, Mr. Walkins, if you don't mind."

"Thank you. Believing in God is different, and you want to be happy."

Walkins received it respectfully.

Shortly afterwards, he opened the door of the dimension in his rear hand and saw it stored in it.

I see. Oh, did you do it so that your hands could always be used?

A little touched.

I'll have my book put in with me later.

"Now - take your time and watch Millianport"

That said, Sonia went back to the hall.

Looks like I had a job I haven't cleaned up yet.

You're a tough guy.

And I just realized...

Wouldn't Sonia be surprisingly physically fit to carry many copies of this heavy Bible?

Possible militant Sister, who puts the Bible as a weapon of divine punishment (physics).

... well.

I'm going to cry if I tell him in person, and I'll keep it in my heart.

Rub off the Sonian fleshlight theory,

I went on sightseeing with Walkins.