Hachinan tte, Sore wa Nai Deshou! (WN)

"No, but ..."

"It's time for me, too. I don't want to lose consciousness and reason and become a zombie that attacks people with instinct alone."

I was asked by my teacher to make me a Buddha for the last graduation exam with the magic of sacredness, but I'm a little hesitant.

However, the teacher pleaded for the Buddha to be established as soon as possible.

"I think I was a great wizard, so I kept my body and consciousness and reason for such a long time."

Normal narrators seem to keep their shape only for about a year at most.

If you go beyond that, this time, your consciousness and reason will gradually disappear, and your body will gradually rot and there will be no big difference from zombies.

"I don't have the time anymore. My disciple, Wendelin von Benno Baumeister. Could you finally reassure me?"

"Teacher ... I understand ..."

I turn over the last page of the guide handed by the teacher, the magic page of “Saint,” and read the contents written there.

Only basic concepts are written in the book.

Whether this magic can be used really depends on one of my aptitude.

As expected, there is only special magic, and it doesn't work properly at first.

Still, the pale light peculiar to the sacred system was gradually flowing out from both arms.

"I'm sorry I couldn't show a sample."

Sorry for the inconvenience of the teacher, but since it is an undead monster called a dead man, even if the magic of sacredness could not be used, it could only be said that it was natural.

And after practicing dozens of times for about an hour, I was finally able to master the magic of ray magic that could make a teacher a Buddha.

"It's finally time."

Finally, it's time for the teacher to become a Buddha, and I activate ray magic while sipping my nose and tears, and storing it at my fingertips.

Because the master, who was a high-ranking wizard before his birth, became a demon, he had to accumulate considerable magical power to make it a Buddha.

"Master ..."

"I'm happy. I was just wandering as a zombie in the depths of the Demon Forest, and now I can tell my disciples my skills. I can go to heaven or hell with confidence. "

"Master ..."

I didn't stop tears.

It is a reality that you have to do some magic yourself in this world.

Because the training methods that were effective for me were very unlikely to fit into others.

However, the training method of the teacher suits me like a miracle.

The results obtained in the last two weeks would have taken years if you trained yourself.

Furthermore, I was able to adjust the equipment, and my magical power was tens of times higher than before training.

"I want you to work hard without patience. You are ... Vell will always be a magician who will make a mark in history. Oh, and one more thing."

The teacher has no family.

There was a mansion and some money in Breichrader Frontier, who had been hired, but this cannot be given because it must have already been seized by the Breichrader Frontiers.

However, the equipment that I am wearing now.

Although robes and hats cannot be equipped until they grow older and their bodies grow larger, accessories such as rings and necklaces are attached to magic swords that provide a blade of attribute magic power.

And the main highlight was that I had changed the user of the magic bag, which contains most of the property, to me.

"Magical bag" or something that I often hear in certain RPGs.

A magic item that can contain a large number of items that exceed the capacity of the bag.

In this world, it is classified into several types.

First of all, is it a special item that can be used only by magicians, like other magic tools, or a general-purpose item that can be used by anyone?

Next, is it a dedicated product that allows users to be registered in advance and it is impossible for anyone other than the registrant to take in and out the product, or is it a general-purpose product that can be used by anyone?

There is a problem with the capacity, but this is a large capacity, there are few magicians who can make things that can be used by anyone, and the price seems to be high.

"The magic bag I entrust to you can only be used by wizards, and you have already registered the user to you. The capacity is proportional to the user's magic power, If you use it, the capacity will go up. ''

While saying, the teacher gives me a magic bag about the size of a drawstring bag with a bead-like marble.

"It's okay if you're small, but it's open when you put in a big thing. I'll give you all the contents. It's more useful to use it than to let it die in the Demon Forest.

"Yes……"

Sucking tears and a runny nose, I shoot the ray of holy that I had stored toward the master.

The teacher was instantly wrapped in a pale swirl of light.

"It's a good magic. It doesn't feel pain. Rather, it seems to be wrapped in a pleasant warmth."

Contrary to the words, the teacher's body gradually fades in appearance.

Really, the teacher will soon disappear.

"Thank you, Master."

"Thank you for making me feel good in Buddha. I'll see you again in the next hundred years."

I wonder what the last word is, but at the end of that word, the teacher leaves the equipment and the magic bag, and raises his body to the heavens with pale light.

This was the memory of a short exchange with Alfred Rainford, the only teacher I recognized.