An old lady's "Old Lady" hangar in the Wangdu East Gate.
When I walked into the building, a herbivore came to my attention.
"Mr. Tauro. I'm ready."
It's a long day out, but he said he's already ready.
I guess he said he was fast at work or he kept it so he could go anytime. My head goes down.
(Warcraft exorcised? Don't even feel kind of nostalgic)
His work as a merchant guild knight has been resumed.
Now that we have lost the western core city of Landburn, the importance of the streets to the north and south is increasing.
They shouldn't pause forever to make sure the trading route is safe.
"Please don't just be alarmed"
Though I say so, I can't see you worrying.
The target of this crusade is Grey Tiger.
For its grey tiger-like appearance, it has a sharp and long fang, but also lightning its fangs. As a medium-sized warcraft, it is the highest threat level.
The gray tiger Grey Tiger has a relatively large number of crusade requests and is a familiar opponent he has defeated many times before. It would also be natural not to see anxiety in a herbivore mechanic.
Thinking that the old lady "Old Lady" is leaving soon, she begins to clean up the tools that were lined up around her.
But I stopped the herbivore and took my wish.
"Oh, is that a tool for adjusting the cane rifle's aimer Iron Sight?"
What a thin reaction.
"Yeah, I wanted to do some fine-tuning myself."
To my explanation, I don't mind, but I tilt my neck.
"A practice ground for long-range magic attacks. If we do that there, we can help you."
It's on the north side of the Wang capital, a training ground for knights.
When I was a freshman on Old Lady, I went with a herbivore mechanic.
"I appreciate the offer."
Decline gently.
Sure, it would be easier if someone could confirm the bulletworthiness. Adjustments will also end accurately and quickly.
But that's normal for ranged magic. What I'm trying to do this time is target it super far.
To the extent that the herbivore has binoculars, it would be very invisible.
The herbivore mechanic who convinced me quickly prepared the tools for me.
"I'll borrow it"
I gently stored it in a small luggage compartment on the waist of the old lady, the Old Lady, and left.
Heading north is the mountainous area. Continue down the street to the north.
Soon the surroundings will be missed and the streets will continue uphill.
Upon entering the mountainous areas entirely, no longer were private houses seen.
(I guess it was around here that I fought Heavy Stone Golem)
It was snow back then, but everything's already unraveled. All that's left is the top of the mountain.
By the way, Stonegolem and Craygolem, who were near here, are said to have been hunted by the knights of the Adventurer Guild.
It's a loss this time. The resource surge will last awhile.
(Crusading is easier than hunting. You don't have to look)
With that in mind, he sets up on a spectacular high ground and looks great around.
But I didn't see him like that anywhere.
(... well, that's why it's not even that easy to encounter)
Don't stay, I don't mind for now.
Just do the original purpose, the cane Rifle aiming adjustment.
I increase the visual magnification of the old lady Old Lady and want far mountain skin. And I found dew rocks with different surroundings and shades.
(Is that it?)
Distance I've never aimed for before.
Expand your vision in tune with the old lady, the Old Lady, even to the maximum.
(The air, it's shaking)
Projected behind my brain is a blackish rocky video that swings unreliably across the aimer Ironsight.
(Pneumonia)
There must be a difference in temperature in the atmosphere to the target.
The further away the distance, the greater the impact.
The figure of the dew rock rocks shakes heavily. It's like an image showing on a curtain.
This is a pre-precision issue with the aimer Iron Sight.
(I wonder if the limits of optical aiming)
Attack magic arrives, but it doesn't make sense if you don't hit it.
What I want is a sniper that keeps his position secret from super distance.
(There's nothing you can do about Yangtze with magic manipulation or magic amount)
Think of measures for a few minutes. In the back of his brain, the skinny face of a herbivore mechanic floats.
(If you can't solve it yourself, rely on people)
A herbivore knows nothing about knights and weapons but me.
I'm a literal expert.
(This issue should be discussed with a herbivore mechanic)
I don't waste my time, I take up my next challenge.
(How appropriate is the amount of magic that can be included)
Consider it.
Required performance is determined.
A long range, reaching from such a distance that the shooting position is unknown or impossible to reach even if it is found.
A power capable of rendering a Class A knight incapable of combat with a single blow.
These two.
(Let's go with E-rank Magic One Time)
Activate the magic and pour it straight into the wand Rifle.
Shooting off without any adjustment, the arrows of light (magic missiles) fogged in the air before reaching their target, the blackish dew rock.
(will not arrive)
It is my first experience.
Now use magic manipulation and focus on distance over power to instill magic.
The arrow of light released again (magic missile) landed a large distance from the target, setting up a slight earthly smoke around it.
(Insufficient power)
Unfortunately, E-rank magic doesn't seem to have enough magic power.
I frowned and decided my mind.
(This is not a spare phase. Let's use the biggest magic we can get into at the moment)
Activate D-rank magic and pour it straight into the wand Rifle.
On a practical level, this is the limit. If it's C-rank magic, it's too much to control, causing the tragedy of Hell Bee's Hell Diver's nest.
(Range first. Shake it that way as hard as you can, what happens)
Manipulate the magic flow and allocate all possible tilts.
With an approximate aim, an arrow of light (magic missile) fires.
A small crater was worn on the rocky skin, which was largely off the target, the blackish dew rock.
(... well, I guess this is it. power next)
Now pour in the magic by halving the range and the power, the proportion.
I don't know much more about the Class A Knight's defense.
If you can recreate the tragedy of Hell Bee Hell Diver's nest, you can also use C-rank magic.
But such means are categorically dismissed.
(If the Knight of the Merchant Alliance blows up the Knight of the Imperial Faction and so on, you can live a peaceful life)
My purpose is to maintain my current life.
If it is not good to overdo it, it has been learned about the ban on entry and exit.
(Today, here it is)
The balance of power and distance was tested to some extent and the percentages used in action were determined. All we have to do is return to the king's capital.
By the way, the request is complete.
The Grey Tiger emerged surprised by an earlier long-range magic attack. Naturally, I won't let you get away with it.
Change the direction of the old lady "Old Lady" and head for the streets.
After you get out on the street, check on the road.
(No caravan in transit, etc.)
I sprinkle the old lady's Old Lady hover and start running south down the street.
This season, which hangs from spring to early summer, the sun doesn't quite come down.
Even in the winter, when it was dark, the sky did not turn red.
When the sunset finally begins to appear, the old lady Old Lady returns to the King's Capital.
After a business report at the Merchant Guild, he quickly spoke to a herbivore mechanic.
"For Mr. Tauro, it's the only way to attack."
The herbivore nods.
I know full well that long-range magic attacks are my lifeline. It is also about the importance of the issue of targeting it.
"But long enough for the swing of the air to be a problem. You can go for it."
Inspiration and flattery are the half-mixed expressions.
"I do think there was magic that could interfere with the Spirit of Light. The question is, what instructions do you give to the Spirit?"
And later, I started a conversation with the bump and myself.
It is the usual figure of a herbivore mechanic.
"Hey, I'll think about it and see"
You must have remembered me standing right in front of you.
When I gave him a stiff look, he said so with a smile on his face.
"Thank you for your trouble."
"No, that's okay. Some of them were a little stuck. Besides, it's the mechanic's job to technically respond to the pilot's request."
I am just thankful.
I left it to him to quietly leave the hangar behind.
A few days later, far northwest of Wang Capital. So, a certain change was about to happen.
Northern Ost Continent, Spirit Forest.
In the northern part of the forest, a large lake exists.
If you look south from the lake, you can see giant trees that say let's cross a thousand meters high, and large branches with a radius of as much as two thousand meters spread by giant trees, some of which hung over the lake.
Immediately beneath the branches, a shrewd castle with a tower is built.
And from the castle to the inside of the elf, by any magical action, the waters of the lake make great arches, flying through the universe.
From the water bridge, blisters fly, albeit slightly. For this reason, on a beautiful day, the castle was always hung with rainbows.
……
An island near the center of the lake.
The island, which will be two hundred meters from end to end, grows with trees and buried in it the ruins of the fort.
The Lord of that island was as serene as ever as he saw the rainbow.
No, Lord, there may be an argument. Because its very existence is the island itself.
Something similar to that island came alive for a long time.
That is what makes the world tree different from what it is today, from more than one era.
……
Something resembles an island.
The lake waves and washes the stone walls of the spicy castle built on the water.
A lake near the inside of an elf. This is an important waterhole for the inside of the elf.
But the elves didn't try to eliminate anything similar to the island they live on.
Something similar to an island is a superior spiritual beast, with strong powers.
But the nature is mild. In addition, the scope of action was limited in the lake.
And most importantly, it has the characteristics to keep the lake clean.
He was regarded more as the guardian of the lake than as undisturbed.
On the other hand, if something resembles the island, there is no awareness of how the elves are.
(... m?
I've lived an unchanged life for hundreds of years, something similar to the island, but now there was a change coming.
From earlier on, something disturbs my mind.
It's a certain fruity fragrance that I've tasted long ago.
The scent was slight, but the sun did not move for a day, so it was fully felt.
(Mu)
Its fruit is like a land far from here.
Current situation with no particular dissatisfaction. Should we go until we change that? Patrol dominates the mind.
Something similar to the island liked the fruit.
I used to be born by the lake. But almost all of them were harvested first by human-shaped creatures living in the woods.
It was unfortunate, but I'm not going to take it until we have a fight.
However, if I ever get fruitful again, I was going to try to talk about it without harvesting some.
I've laid that down for hundreds of years. It didn't happen, and I didn't have a chance to say it.
(… Ican)
My mind squirms.
The fragrance of fruit tells us that it is about to be eaten.
That also meant that if we didn't harvest it now, we'd be wasted.
I remember a feeling of impatience that I had never felt in centuries.
(Mm)
After much reticence, a wave rises around the island.
I am not dissatisfied with this life without change.
But in order to eat what you want in the long raw, you may want to try to move.
Suddenly, on the bottom of the water, a huge magic formation, spanning hundreds of meters in diameter, appeared. And it starts spinning slowly as it glows blue.
And something similar to the island began to sink quietly. Into the magic formation at the bottom of the lake, your body buries and goes.
Eventually, when it sank completely, the magic team lost its light and vanished.
Time goes back only slightly, and the stage returns to the Wang Capital.
A hangar for merchant guild knights, near the Wang Capital East Gate.
So I talked to the herbivore mechanic about the shooting of the wand Rifle three days later.
The herbivore called me.
I installed the new equipment on the old lady Old Lady, so she wants me to try it and see it.
(Wow)
I immediately headed to the hangar, where I groaned unexpectedly.
Under the eyes of a herbivore, a black neighborhood was rising. The cheeks are also sprinkled, and if you look closely, your whole body is shaking left and right too.
"Hey, are you all right for a second? Aren't you sleeping?
"It's okay. I slept properly four days ago."
It's nothing, smiles.
Doesn't that mean you haven't slept since the day I asked you to?
The herbivore encouraged me to sit in the cockpit of the old lady Old Lady.
"Working in the visual area, I've put in an auxiliary magic formation. Try to activate it."
Changing my mind, I send magic into every corner of Old Lady.
Sure, I could confirm the auxiliary magic formations I never had before.
There are few auxiliary magic formations aboard the old lady Old Lady, so you'll see soon enough.
It was initially loaded into the crowd, but after the battle with Heavy Stone Golem, the drive system was almost removed.
In my case, it seems to be an obstacle rather than unnecessary.
All that's left is wind magic for hovers, maintaining the environment in the cockpit, plus external audio.
"Oh, this is"
A small magic formation appears in front of the old lady, the Old Lady, and is slowly spinning.
The herbivore, in particular, began to explain.
"Continuous observation of the Spirit of Light speculates on the amount of distortion. Observe the results further while striking down that average amount. By repeating it..."
I didn't understand 10% of the story, but I feel it resembles the story of my grandfather, who was a camera lover.
(I don't know, optical correction, maybe a guy called compensatory optics)
It's amazing to say you're a passionate and brilliant person to give an answer in just a few days. If you don't even go in the wrong direction, you come with glowing results.
I feel a little too passionate.
"Thank you. I'll give it a try."
Discuss with a herbivore mechanic on the spot and look for work in the same northern mountain areas as the other day.
A knight only needs fame for his actions if he is a mighty force.
Fortunately, I had a similar request, so I took it and headed right for it.
I want to try and see it as soon as possible. And the feeling was the same for a herbivore mechanic.
"Please don't put too much magic through it, because it will burn out. If you really want to hang the output, disconnect it with magic manipulation"
Copy that.
The herbivore smiled nicely and fell straight to the floor.
A nearby guard stops holding him at Ayama.
(Did you sleep)
The guard told me it was okay.
I make the old lady snort "Old Lady" and head north.
(You've done your best to get here. We need to verify it properly)
Take the streets north while suppressing feelings of deviation and arrive at the same place as the other day.
Find a blackish dew rock and set up a wand, Rifle.
And the shooting began immediately.
(Awesome)
As a result of the shooting, I can't stop praising the herbivore mechanic.
It didn't go completely, but the flame had been removed significantly. Although it will shake slightly, you will not lose sight of the whole picture as you did last time.
There is no anxiety about burning. If we concentrated on magic manipulation, it was possible to continue supplying the optical correction magic formation with faint magic.
(I can hit this)
Target the same black dew rock from the same high ground. It never comes off as big as it was last time.
Several shootings revealed a clear trend in the direction of detachment.
(This would be a misalignment of the aimer Iron Sight)
I take out the tools and use the old lady's "Old Lady" fingers to make adjustments.
Repeat it several times. No more variance bias.
After several further fine-tuning degrees, the aiming is determined. All the bullets were converging in a narrow range around the dew rock.
Already the black dew rock has become a crushed hole and does not penetrate the other side of the mountain or it is so deep that it is worrying.
(Hit it at this distance, horrible as I am)
I'm on my way home with satisfactory results. Because I ran out of D-rank magic.
(D-rank potion making doesn't have to be tonight)
Tomorrow is not the date of delivery to the Merchant Alliance. I spared the time to use it and just made it before I went to bed every day.
By the way, the prey of the request has become a practice platform for shooting long ago.
(Ok, do you want to go flashy with a herbivor mechanic soon)
Let's take him to a fancy store, not a cheap one like a whorehouse at the end of the century. It's my treat, of course.
(Sideline of Sione)
Let's see how beautiful national girls line up and get their sensibilities honed. I'm sorry, but at the end of the century the whorehouse is still a junior whorehouse.
(The two of us decide, the National Beauty Girls Contest. Screening isn't just about appearance, it's about contents)
The items of scrutiny come to mind one after the other, and Niyanya can't stop laughing.
Let's force the two of us to make a request from the jury seat that our cheeks become stained and hesitant. And, you know, indulge in the disgrace of responding.
(Looking forward to it)
I went down the street with the old lady Old Lady, suppressing my desire to increase my speed.