"... Drain?

"Ah, I was hit by a magic drain that absorbs the magic of the object and makes it mine. But if you drain moisture from the firewood, it will be a lower energy drain, and I wonder if an ether-derived marc can do it. What do you think?

What do you think? Even if you say so... Magic drains that draw magic from others are really easy to understand. I don't know what magic is, because I suck up the magical power with magical magic, so the image is simple and clear, regardless of whether it can be done.

But the energy drain... In that case, it would be to absorb health, but I don't really understand how to absorb health and make it my thing. Physical strength.

Does that help your body recover even if you're tired? And above all, is the moisture contained in firewood contained in energetic substances? Well, trees can't live without water.

Nicolas told me that I was at dawn.

"Oniichan, you're probably thinking about troublesome things anyway, but I think we should try without saying 4-5 for now. If it stays like this, Deal will make me a barbecue in the atmosphere of the venue all night long."

It was the same when it was fermented, but it's hard to say it's dark magic... But I want to have a barbecue while everyone enjoys it. "

Now that you've finished your work, there's a new problem with barbecuing. It certainly doesn't seem like the air that eats meat with pleasure. Among them, the only thing that seems to be enjoyable is the unreadable deal of air, which is also a slightly frustrating point.

"Hmm, let's give it a try for now.

That brings me one step closer to the pile of firewood. Then Norwell called.

"No, wait a minute. Looks like you set an example."

There was a man walking towards us ahead of Norwell's gaze. Tyran, the owner of the Legion Sheep. If Tyran is indeed enslaving monsters with dark magic, he is familiar with dark magic. Norwell asks Tyrann to come to us right away.

"Tyran, old man, could you show this kid some energy drain?

"Oh, oh...! What is it, Marc? Are you interested in dark magic?

After Tyran opened his eyes and stared at me incredibly, he shook his voice and asked happily.

The expression was very similar to what I knew. The face you use when you find a comrade in a minor genre. When I confessed to SEOA in my previous life, my comrades often made me look like this.

"Uh, yeah. I want to see it once."

"I see! Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa! Recently, there are few people who can use it, and even if they can use it, they are only used to make alcohol. Then take a good look. Should I use it for this firewood?

"Yes, thank you, Uncle Tyran."

Tyran nodded to my voice, and as he approached the pile of firewood, he concentrated his eyes and spirit.

"Mm...."

You can see a bunch of firewood wrapped in strings matching Tyran's voice, black... wrapped in a dark mana.

And more than a dozen seconds passed while Tyran and the firewood were connected in a dark class mana. Suddenly Tyran breathed out and opened his eyes, and the dark Mana disappeared without trace.

"--Hmm. Look, Marc. Take that firewood and compare it with the others."

I lifted the bundle of firewood wrapped in a dark class mana by string and then lifted the bundle of firewood next to it for comparison.

"Oh, it's really getting lighter. This means you drained the water, right?

"Oh, of course not."

"Um... so what happens to the moisture absorbed?

"Of course, it's still absorbed by my body. My throat was a little dry, so I was just fine."

Seriously, do you take the moisture from the trees into your body? I kind of stopped wanting to do it.

"All right, now it's Mark's turn. Celine, Norwell, Tori told me a lot about you. Come on, don't worry about it. Relax your shoulders and believe in the possibility of a dark mana."

Tyran's eyes are full of expectations. It's disgusting to suck up firewood water, so I can't say I want to stop it.... I can't help it here. I'm a nine-year-old who can read air. I'll have to show you something different from Deal.

When I practiced my magic, I threw the dark mana out of my hands and covered all the piles of firewood I had collected with black mana. I want to finish what I hate all at once, rather than doing it with my chin.

And when I explore the mana-covered pile of firewood, I feel like there's a vibrancy that keeps the firewood alive forever... The energy remaining in the firewood... I remembered to absorb water. Place a vacuum cleaner with a filter perfectly on the firewood to create the image of sucking only water into the hose through the filter.

"Ugh...."

I felt the water being sucked in through the dark mana. But I don't want it. I don't want it. Don't put it in your body because you don't want water!

... then I felt like the water that was coming towards me had stopped in my palm. And my palm is wet with water like a hand sweat, which gradually scatters to the ground.

"Oops!?

I heard Tyran. Something surprises me.

But for now, let's just go through and continue the work. Fortunately, it does not seem necessary to take water in, so I will absorb the water from the firewood and take it in my palm and discard it.

After a while, I felt a resistance that made it harder to suck water from the firewood. The stronger the mana, the more you can suck, but even if you suck too much moisture, the firewood may crack, this area is the tide time.

Hmm.

I stop the energy drain and exhale. Looking at his feet, there was a large puddle of water.

"How was Uncle Tyran?

"Oh, oh, Marc, that's right. Excellent energy drain. Besides, throwing away water without taking it is not a clumsy thing to do."

"Ahahah, I didn't want to put it in my body...."

"Heh, I'm worried about something weird. But when this side is full, it won't be able to absorb from the other side. You can inhale as much as you want with this. I've never seen such a trick before in my life. You're not going to live long!

Tyran nodded satisfactorily over and over again, then stopped moving and asked Norwell.

"By the way... Why did you bother to dry the firewood with the energy drain?

In response to Tyran's query, everyone on the spot pointed to Deal with an undisturbed movement.