Himajin, Maou no Sugata de Isekai e Tokidoki Cheat na burari Tabi

Daily grace period.

I came to that training facility to make the last adjustments for tomorrow's Exhibition.

There is no longer any point in a course strategy in a special training area, but one person goes to a personal training room to do even repetitive practice.

To freely activate simultaneous attacks on two locations, and also to activate the density of the Dark Magic Sword to the level Lue was using.

"But Lue was... thin threaded, then braided and shaped like a sword."

Previously, the first time she used dark magic, she must have done so to produce a sword.

If I can imitate that, too - oh, I can't. I don't think I can do that much delicate control.

Then wouldn't it be a little better if we at least produced it with a real sword-like structure?

"Separate core iron and body...? Which, let's do it."

I don't know the detailed structure or manufacturing method, but all the best was to produce a single dark stick first.

"Okay, here's the thing"

A few dozen times to shake down the hammer created by darker magic on the resulting stick.

I don't know if it makes sense, but the color of the stick seems darker than it was barely or the first time.

To try it, create another exact same stick and try to bump it with the stick you've been hitting so far.

Then - didn't the stick of the new one splash brilliantly?

If you slap it tight...... no, maybe it means you were increasing the density of magic in a terribly analogue way?

"Does it increase density if you make it with an image to tap...?

Together, its core iron also revolves around the core rod, activating dark magic to shape the sword.

But was it slightly less rigid to be slender than the core iron?

I don't know, the worst kind of magic can be repaired with an extra supply of magic. I'll just try it first.

Thus, just as it had been made before, it produced a dark magic sword that held even fine ditties.

"Hmm. Is the new sword more complete after all? Maybe this won't even destroy the blade if you get a half-baked attack."

Tragedy in the training room. After trying to attack the room where the technique of this protection was engraved as an experiment, the blade came through softly to see if the destructive force at best beat the strength as a substance.

Even if this is the case, can it withstand the attack of the spear 'Divine Spear Frugel' left by the opponent, Mr. Igzou, held by Riccial?

And as a test, at the end of the day, I took out Brandish, the long-awaited sword of love.

"... that? Have you changed color again?

Speaking of which, the other day I had something stamped near the base of the blade because of the accumulation of things that were not good for my sword.

Is it the effect, the reddish colour disappeared and only a vascular pattern like a black leaf vein should have remained on the body?

but now there was a purple moya clung to that black sashimi.

I don't think so, I'll store my sword again and read and see its description. Then we'll find out...

"Raw Sword Ruinsfeit"

"A testament to the man who twisted and twisted his life."

"The sword of salvation and ruin that gives salvation to the unsaved raw and gives an end to the raw who stepped off the path"

"Attack Power 1210 Attribute Dark God"

"Magic 1245"

Oh, my God, I'm changing my name again. And you're subtly getting more aggressive.

Why did you change?

"Hmm... were there signs of change already in Achidal?"

I thought that in Achidal, I was destroying all sorts of magic tools and items with "bad eating" granted as an experiment.

At that time, there was an item that made a big difference in the division.

Yes, it's the biological site of the Dragon God.

There are only so many items in the name of God that their statuses have increased dramatically at once, and even 'God' has been added to the attributes of the weapon.

At that stage, it may no longer have been separate from previous weapons.

But at that time, I took people's lives even more and woke up to a new position called The Horseman of Life.

Even then, he continued to take many lives even in one case of Arkham, and the end of giving it away. He even told a man the other day who was an arms maker that 'the curse was accumulating'.

I wonder if that's what was preventing the weapon from changing.

It was released and changed safely under the influence of engraving.

"If you only kill people and go back to life, you're convinced of this weapon's name and description... is it?

Anyway, I'm going to test the endurance of your handmade nascent dark magic sword with this new sword... No, no, no, you just can't stand it.

It feels light and really light...

"Tips and lightness... lightness..."

Results. Brilliantly broken. I knew I couldn't beat the 'god' attribute......

While I was practicing repeated swordsmanship with the dark sorcery sword that I created three times afterwards, and reproducing the attacks I saw at the Battle of Rhue the other day, I noticed that the time was going around noon.

It was then that I tried to get lunch and leave the training room.

At that moment, when I was struck by a sudden dizziness and thought my indoor crest was heavily distorted, I collapsed so that I could fall to the floor.

No pain, but a little disgusting. Drunk, such a flirtatious feeling.

"Oh... have you failed a little"

"Lainey... you're Linnealis... aren't you a little too violent"

"Since you haven't come to this training compartment lately, I've been trying to push it a little bit. I'm sorry, but I need you to calm down now."

Then something foggy appeared from those whose voices she spoke, and fatigue, flirtation, and even fatigue were removed in an instant along with a hint of tea-leaf.

Is this... medicine, not magic? That's unusual, I've never been in the care of drugs in this world.

Finally I got up with a calm head and looked around and found out that it was not the big library of darkness that she had previously invited me to, but another place.

Old, some workshop. It was a workshop with a far more ancient history, similar to the one that inspired me to acquire armor a while ago.

"It's a place that makes you feel history all over again. What, here?"

"This is where I do my research and development as an alchemist. It's been hundreds of years since I've invited people here."

"Oh, my God, that's an honor. With that honor, why don't you send me some small spilled tea treats?"

"Hehe, I get it"

Old, very old workshop. Even traces of repair have been seen on each and every brick, and even a glow has been created as to whether the tin is creeping across dozens of layers in a huge furnace in one corner of the workshop.

The tools hung on the walls are also not in good condition to flatter, it's like they've really been abandoned for hundreds of years - isn't this the blacksmith place?

"Hehe, you're right. I was just renting this blacksmith."

"Don't read your thoughts. Think. What, the alchemist god doesn't even have his own workshop"

"Hehe, this is a special place. Disconnected from the world, it continues to be in this narrow world, just like me, such a place. I think my original workshop is still somewhere in the world."

"I see."

Her face, which speaks of it, made me feel such a sign of mercy for something, not the only thing floating in my heart.

Is there anything thoughtful about this place?

"Hehe, I've seen your precious daughter's battle. That was a great sword judgment."

"Hmm... oh well, I figured that projecting magic guide is your technology offering"

"Discover. Mr. Caivon seemed to fight, and I wanted to see it, so I put my hands on the far-sighted technique that was being studied to complete it."

"Did you want to watch the game yourself, but did you do something that could have a significant impact on the level of technology and possibly the level of culture in the future? What about the constraints?

"You're not going to be constrained by just streamlining some of the art ceremonies, are you? Heh heh, it depends on who lives in the world today."

She openly insists. Well, if this makes it convenient and easier to watch games, I don't have any complaints.

Then this time I was called in because of the excitement on a common topic......

"Thank you for waiting. She seemed hungry, so we prepared a light meal."

"When... Why T-Bone Steak?"

and then suddenly a table appeared in front of me, where a beautiful baked eyed T-bone steak, which was also available in extremely thick.

If you notice, I'm also sitting in a chair that should have stood, and once again I'm made to recognize that this opponent is someone who can use God's power if this place is exclusive.

... What is this, it smells so good.

"Hehe, I was once behaved by the real owner of this workshop. He liked to cook enough to put fire in the furnace?

"What the hell. If you were a blacksmith, you'd be punished."

Oh, the knife is awesome. I get into the meat. Besides, the way Sashi gets in is more artistic.

Whoa... It looks like this meat. I can't see you, I want to make sure Reyce eats it.

"Hehe, it looks like a game tomorrow, shall we pray for victory and come to luxury"

"Mm, now it's red wine. That's kind of bad, let me be careful."

"No, you're a valuable distraction from my boredom... because I'm a friend"

"Hmm, this would be another honor if you could say that. God's friends are foiled inside."

"I don't remember being friends, I was worried that I could poke at you."

Again she's so blurry with a luscious grin.

Well, shall we then strive for God's opponent who has this leisure time?

She said she wanted to see with this eye the moment the Seven Stars are called out, watching this tournament up close.

Rather than that, he said that was the point.

The reason I haven't done so before is still the constraint. She's right. If you just apply a little hand to the ceremony, you're forgiven, but you think it's caused by the fact that no alchemist or inventor in this world has ever been able to take it to completion until that 'place where you can just apply a little hand'?

Thinking about it, I would say that the timing of this one was exactly God.

"Well, it's time for a good time. Then one last thing."

"Hmm? Do you still have souvenirs? I'm just glad I got the best meat."

Oh, I had the meat share of the steak just now. Everything. They say it's meat from demons that lived in the old days.

"Tomorrow, your opponent's weapon is another part of the Heritage of the Old World. Unfortunately, it's not mine, so I don't think it's in your hands."

"Oh, no, actually, if I win, I'm supposed to be able to borrow it temporarily."

"Oh, really? If so, yes, but win nonetheless. If it's in your hands, it must be necessary for the future ahead."

Oh, I'm sure you do.

If you take that spear according to Mr. Igzou's will, something will surely happen.

Closed by her words, this is how a small dinner party with her closed.

A hunch for the future. Expectations for the showdown. Chest them and prepare for tomorrow's showdown.

It should be noted that the moment I got back to my room, I said to Reyce, 'Have you had anything to eat?' They asked me. That's a great sense of smell, brother. I'm surprised.