I Kinda Came to Another World, but Where’s the Way Home?

Seeing the drain emerged from the stairs, the demon tribe of the woman honestly thought. Miscellaneous fish, he said.

Sure, he would be a person of some strength, but still didn't seem like a thing enough to reach him.

Indeed, the way it was erected, its intimidation and the air it entangled were all substitutes for mastery, and I could see the skill and strength that one human being had enhanced to the highest I could now. I think it's the result of working hard and trying hard to get ahead of me.

However, there are still areas that have not yet arrived. The realm of S-rank is a natural disaster that also rocks the country if you think about it with demons and warcraft, and a being that becomes a legend that is prolonged if you think about it with adventurers. It's not the realm of ordinary people, it's not the realm of hard work, it's the realm of unreasonable talents that are born into it.

The same is true of demons and humans. There are individual differences in talents born. The difference between S-rank and A-rank is also the difference between genius and the average person. The best area where talent of ordinary people can be traced with extreme effort is the A-rank, and the ultimate area called genius is the S-rank. Really simple and easy to understand.

For the demonic tribe of women, Doran is only ordinary in its realm of thought. If you're with the orange noise I was talking about, I thought you might be quite strong... but I missed my expectations.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

……

She took Doran's sword, which had been slashed to pieces, with her hands - precisely with those five fingers. The fact that the sword was easily received, even though it was a slashed dran with the power of the whole body and spirit, further clarified my difference in strength.

How much difference in strength can happen, such as not being able to move the opponent off the spot even for just a few millimeters? That is certainly not an exaggeration to say that there is a difference between adults and children. Unexpectedly, Doran bites his teeth.

"Huh... oh...!?

"... this is a good digestive match."

The demon clan took Doran's body. When he lifted each blade, he punched that belly. That fist, slammed into Doran's stomach, makes a noise with the mistletoe and blows Doran's body.

The drain blew away as he bounced off the ground, dropping his sword and crashing into the wall, stopping its movement.

That's it, I think the demon woman. Even though it was subtracted, it was not a power that could withstand the A-rank adventurer. You may say that you put too much effort into the drain that you judged to be a miscellaneous fish. That was impossible unless you were stepping into the realm of genius, such as getting up with this.

But...

"Gu... Ouch...!

"What...?

Doran stood up. Besides, even though it was a sure response to destroying some of the organs. The Demonic woman lurks her eyebrows with a suspicious look and questions Dolan for how she hasn't even vomited blood.

However, the question was resolved immediately. There was no scratch on Dolan's wrapped black coat. Yes, that's the blackjacket, "Genomic Cloak," worn by Orange Sound to everyone at the party just in case.

Doran was able to withstand the Fist of the Demon Clan thanks to his jacket, which reflected the defenses of S-ranked orange sounds. Regardless, just because it reflects the orange sound defense, that defense drops dramatically beyond the orange sound's sight, but it still boasts a defense that the Demonic Woman can't make Doran suffer any more definite injuries than not hitting her with all her strength.

"Cheng Cheng, is that the power of listening..."

"Ha... ha..."

"But you're not intact."

The standing up drain was well damaged, even without injury. Impact that penetrates the body is so damaging that it causes dull pain even if it does not cause fatal injury.

Besides, Doran has dropped his sword...... Stun won't be spared if he gets the same attack on the boulder next time.

But Dolan is not going to pass out. What Dolan forgives herself for on this occasion is whether she reaches below the orange noise alive or dies here. Dolan himself doesn't allow it, such as the raw and warm consequences of stunning.

Hence...

"... Kiki, I don't know... come kill me more, you old woman, such a weak fist... you can't raise your hand to old age, can you?

"... you tell me, don't even stand up"

"Sorry, I don't know, let me push through..."

Doran picks up his dropped sword as he walks flunky. And he looked to the Demons with a strong will in his eyes and exhaled heavily.

Stand up.

Look forward.

The obstruction that stands in the way, eliminates everything and reaches below the orange noise.

There's only one thing Dolan can do.

- It's a way of responding to trust.

"Let's go."

"Why don't you come?

Doran kicks the ground.

I jumped into the Devil's Woman's nostalgia to maximize the abilities of the adventurer who had come through all of his life.

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Meanwhile, back then, Finia was also confronted with a nearby demon clan.

The other guy is a skinny guy, and he has a body that seems to be caged in a room and reading books all the time, rather than a body that can exercise. Her eyes, dressed in researcher-like white and sleeping unhealthy in the neighborhood, are observing Phinea.

Finia felt no less magical than Finia, even if she was such a demon, so her vigilance would not be relieved. Obviously a demon tribe of the Demon Instructor type... I can't get my hands on it badly unless I figure out what kind of demon tribe it is.

Nevertheless, so is the other demon clan. I can't get my hands on it any worse now than I have determined Finia's strength.

"He's a tough fellow who talks to boulders, and he's a kind of ideologist... a subject worth studying."

"Hmm, it's good to be research enthusiastic, but you're going to be out of range with the popular vote! You!"

"I don't know what you're talking about, but I know you're being rude."

Finia spewed evil, as usual, against the devil tribe with a disgusting grin. By the way, there is a good deal of bad faith in this. The difference between orange noise and this demon clan can't be helped. There is too much difference in likeability.

Nevertheless, he seems to have the instrumentality to the extent of exposing such evil, and seems to have learned only a little frustration, but so said the Demons.

"My name is Yar Edmond... and I'm a fan of magical research. The theme these days is why fairies of thought species have a stronger power than fairies of natural species. Please help me with my research."

"Well, that's like a snack treat my uncle ate."

Not Car O, but Yar shook his head as a man to Finia's words. And with a disgusting grin, he returns his disgust at Finia's vice.

"Can't even name your name, you don't have an education."

"I was born about three months ago, and I'm in the middle of an education right now. Self-education, though!

"That's a good thing to hear, a new species of thought, etc. - If you teach me what I like, I'll double my pleasure as a researcher."

Bees and sparks scatter. Finia and Yar's eyes only dwell in hostility and research towards their opponents.

And they worked out their magic when they worked together. The timing of the activation of magic was simultaneous, but the activated magic was a completely different substitute. And Sole decides to win or lose the first offense without bumping into each other.

"" Fairy Song (Fairy Torch) ""

"Capture," Earth Tied (Earthbound) "

As Finia created several white flames, Yar created ground restraints that stretched from the ground.

It extends from directly beneath the finia and tangles the finia's feet. Finia slammed white against the ground aggressively and destroyed it. He jumped right up into the air and escaped custody. As a result, the whites disappeared and Yar captured Phinea... but Yar was perfectly good at it now.

I was able to beat him well, but if I hit him badly, Finia could have been caught just like that, and later Yar could have been attacked all he wanted. If you think about it, you can see that the current offense alone outweighs Yar in his magical handling over Finia.

Finia's cheeks, the cold sweat flowed.

"... chanting, discarding"

"Did you think that chant destruction was just a move by fairies of thought species? Sure, it doesn't just wind up saying magic names like you guys, but you can get close to the limit there... because magic is the understanding of images and phenomena that says things... spells are the only aids to that."

"... hmm"

"Do you know how the flames are burning? You know when the wind blows? Magic increases or decreases its effects whether you know it or not... because we're all ignorant. I told you, all the other wizards are outdated."

To Yar's words, Finia learns a little bit about magic. At the same time, I was convinced that it was Cheng Cheng.

Since his birth, Finia knew how to use magic and its spells. But I was not at all aware of why the magic caused such a phenomenon. For Finia, magic is somehow something she could have used.

But if Yar's words were true, Finia would go back a little bit. Finia has some memories of when orange sounds were in different worlds. In it, Orange Sound was reading various books and taking classes well. Among them, there was also a solid knowledge of science.

"... 'Fairy Song (Fairy Torch)'"

"Same magic again -... what?

Finia drew her knowledge of the color temperatures of the flames - this time activating the magic hotter. Then, the next flame was not white... it was blue and white. As a result of the creation of that beautiful blue color… the temperature of that space burns at once.

That would be true too, although only one little blue-white… because that blue, produced in keeping with Finia's knowledge, is the most temperate color in terms of the color of the flames.

That temperature also exceeded the temperature of the sun.

Yar's expression changes. There was a phenomenon that should be called exactly flames, which was completely different from earlier. Until now, magic was a mass of magic in the form of flames. He also had a fever, but that fever was also minimally low as a flame.

But this is not the case in terms of the blue and white ones now. Because Finia understands the phenomenon at once, the temperatures have risen far short of the previous Fairy Song (Fairy Torch) in terms of magic conversion efficiency. Ning Lo, the magic consumption is as low as it is now.

Nevertheless, the temperature of the blue wax is 16000 K. It would mean heat equivalent to the temperature of the atmosphere of a giant star. There is no way that organisms could have existed in this space at the moment of activation.

But it's impossible for a single wizard to produce the same energy as a star. And because it's burning, it's not flammable gases, it's magic - in fact, the magic created isn't flaming either. Technically, it is a magic power of a flaming nature.

Therefore, what Finia has created is only magic with flaming properties, not that it actually has a temperature of 16000K. It's blue and white, because that's just what happened from Finia's high-fever image.

To be precise, it will be a mass of magic with the properties of burning objects with high heat.

"Oh, my God, it's... it's not what it was earlier."

But Yar was stunned to let him reproduce the flames more than he did.

"- Do you know how the flames burn?

"Hey...?

"You apparently know how flames burn... unfortunately, that's probably wrong"

Finia said so, condensing the blue-white claw, pressing it into a small bullet and solidifying it. A small finger takes the shape of a gun and its fingertips point to the yar like a muzzle. Bobo, and a burning blue and white bullet loaded. After that, just fire. The flaming bullet that spreads heat around the perimeter encapsulates a tremendous amount of energy due to condensation.

Did Yar come to mind on a boulder after being denied his research results, which produced a dozen thunderbolt arrows that refined their magic and made bees and noises? Its scattering thunder scorched the ground and clearly had its nature as thunder. But Finia wonders if that would be different too.

"Ba 'n."

"Pierce," Thunder Arrow (Volcanic Arrow) "!

The flaming bullets that Finia had unleashed with the missing noise between them, and the arrows of thunder unleashed by Yar, never collided. Because at the same time Finia shot him, the bullet plundered Yar's cheek and broke through the rear wall. Moreover, in the aftermath, the arrows of thunder were fogged and wiped out.

Yar distorted his expression to the heat running on his cheek, but looks back and is stunned as if he had forgotten the pain of that fever.

Because the condition of the wall was very different than if a normal bullet had broken through. No matter how fast the bullet was supposed to make a hole, not when it comes to the flaming bullet fired by Finia... I made a hole in the wall, and on top of that, I melted the wall dramatically. A wall stained with bright red like a magma is melting up smoke all the time.

Not to say the degree of heat in the atmosphere of giant stars, but bullets with more heat than the Sun evaporated the landing area and melted the walls around it.

It's a phenomenon that Yar can see. I can naturally understand it because it's happening right in front of me.

"Nah..."

"To super clutter, flames are a phenomenon in which flammable gases are created by combustion. And when it comes to magical flames, magic is the gas that gives direction to the surgeon to burn it. But unlike natural flames, this magical flame is not so hard to raise the temperature. It would just be nice if the surgeon increased his use of magic and gave him that direction there...... because the ingredients are different, it would be a slightly different phenomenon from natural flames, and even when it comes to high heat, there are limits to it."

"What the...!

"Well, basically this is the place, but there's a lot more to the flames, isn't there? Maintaining combustion or conditions for ignition? But I'm sorry! Difficult to understand?

Finia, who gave a lecture just a little bit of fun back, laughs sarcastically and makes a fool of herself. It seemed different from the principle Yar had thought, and Yar ate and tied his teeth to stare at the critical and finer.

He doesn't know atomic theory in the first place. You have to be really smart, like trying to figure things out in science from a magical point of view, and you have to know the corresponding scientific history. It won't be possible first.

So I hardly understand what Finia is saying. The reason for the flame phenomenon he found was because the thing was that the magic vegetables were ignited and burned by more than a certain amount of heat.

The only element known to the people of this world is the magic element, so there is no choice. Besides, it cannot be said to be a misunderstanding, it is not a theory that fired a medium shot. Genius, I'm sure.

But as a researcher, I guess I couldn't allow myself to be ridiculed by those who made fun of me for not knowing anything, and by research subjects.

That is outrageously arrogant and only proud... but it still seems to have hurt Yar's pride greatly.

"Phew... good, let's take that feather... and run it from corner to corner."

But boulders are S-ranked. Suppress that anger with reason and restore calm.

And instead of leaving anger to you, carefully craft your magic to activate it. Was Finia just a little snake to that mighty magic? Even though I felt it, I activated the magic just as I was unwilling to lose. What we're going to do is another woven magic bump of the top wizards, with the exception of the Demon King, who have a scientifically correct understanding of the ideological species and magical phenomenon.

"" The Gift of the Fairy from the Sky (Meteor Strike) "-!!"

"Knock it down!" The Hammer of the Earth "-!"

With the roar, a flaming meteorite collided with the great hammer of the earth.