I Said Make My Abilities Average!

Weirn suddenly stepped in.

It is likely to be said that it is not very popular, but in some cases. My beloved sister's life is, no, literally, at stake in life itself, and I'm not willing to play with you. And I turned my torso sideways so that I wouldn't scratch that pretty face by mistake.

No!

"Huh..."

"What is it, my older brother?

Mavis couldn't have taken his own slaughter without a clue.

At least, eight months ago Mavis had something like whether he could even prevent 70-80% of his current slaughter. That's why it's easy to take.

Gingin 'no!

"Then, stupid..."

Few even the knights of my men can prevent it, seriously, a series of three special attacks.

It was easily bounced and struck.

"Impossible..."

Mavis asked strangely to Wayln, who groaned.

"Have you forgotten, Brother Shang, that anyone but yourself is working out and getting stronger every day? And that there are those who train more than you, and become faster and stronger..."

"Nah..."

And Mavis moves on to his final 'decision'.

"My older brother. Now that my father has passed the culmination of his health because of his age, it was said that my elder brother is the strongest in the realm, but in fact, my elder brother is the second strongest in the realm, with the exception of my father."

"What? So who's the best?

Mavis then pointed at his face with his left hand thumb away from the sword.

"Huh..."

Wayln, who saw it, stuffed the words and stunned again.

No matter how much special training you give, you can't be that strong in just one night.

Miles, who found it difficult for Mavis to beat his brother by decent means, yesterday used a forbidden secret.

I had decided to use it aggressively from myself, unless it was really unavoidable, alle. Yes, it's a nanomachine.

Miles asked questions, having to call the nanomachine. I wonder why Mavis can't use magic.

Happy to have been relied on for a long time, the nanomachine told me as a delight.

"Huh? You can use it, right?

(Hey, what the heck!)

'Those who cannot use magic have a variety of reasons. Master Mavis falls within the category of "ideological wave extracorporeal radioactivity deficiency". This means that there is a problem with the ability to emit thought waves out of the body. Apparently, many of the clans are in the same condition, so I thought it was genetic...'

(Then you can't use magic!

'No, because' there is a problem with the function of the extracorporeal radiation of thought waves, '

(... that you can radiate into your body?

'Exactly. How can that wisdom not always be demonstrated?

(Ugh, shut up!

And after hearing a lot from the nanomachine, it was found that:

Mavis, because of the weak output of the ideological wave, the part that emits it, the equivalent of the antenna where it is said on the radio, is not functioning. Because of this, I can't release a wave of thought out of my body, and inevitably I can't use magic.

However, even without an antenna, there is a signal flowing in the circuit. In other words, there are weak, yet ideological waves in the body.

That means, "If you have a nanomachine in your body, it will react".

'Normally, there are not many of us nanomachines residing in the organism's body.... because I'm uncomfortable'

I somehow understood what it was like to say that about a nanomachine. Besides, the "keep a certain concentration" instruction decided by the Creator seems to be inapplicable in the organism's body.

'But there are several cases where nanomachines are present in the organism's body. One of them is by magic.'

Yes, for the expression of magical effects in the body of an organism, such as healing magic, it was necessary for a nanomachine to enter the body. But this is irrelevant because once you finish your role, you leave the body, and Mavis cannot exercise magic to enter the body in the first place.

Incidentally, physical intrusion for the purpose of destroying the flesh rather than healing is inefficient for the nanomachine to react, and there is also a one-tempo delay before it works just like healing magic because intrusion takes a little time. Furthermore, because the activation is slow, if the Lord of that flesh feels abnormal and dislikes the symptoms, the idea takes precedence and the activation is cancelled. It is only natural for you to take precedence because you are flowing your thoughts at super close range and in a direct state. This is what humans perceive as "magical resistance."

However, as Pauline did to the B-rank hunter, it may take some time, and if the person does not notice an anomaly, it is also possible to attack the hand. It is also possible to interfere with the other person's body, such as when the magic power is an idiotic power outside the problem, such as resistance.

'And the other is the' natural intrusion ', that is, the intrusion of the nanomachine in its natural form, by breathing, eating and drinking, or otherwise. In this case, the inhaled nanomachine immediately escapes the body, but is present in the air at any rate at a sufficient density, which means that a constant number of nanomachines are present from the mouth to the lungs at all times. If this nanomachine is run through a wave of ideas in a direct connection, it will have limited effect due to its small number…'

(React, so...)

And Miles thought. A simple enhancement to Mavis, who is unable to use extracorporeal nanomachines and who manages to use them if they exist only marginally, and Mavis, who admires knights.

... Yes, it was all I had.

It is flesh-enhanced magic.

When he told Pauline of his proposal to "Event a mock match tomorrow and get a share of the proceeds from opening a store via a commercial guild," Pauline popped up to talk to each branch of the Hunter and Commercial guilds. Because I was worried, I let Lena follow me, too. And left in the arena, Miles and Mavis.

Come to think of it, compared to Lena and Pauline's power leveling, Mavis didn't benefit much by miles. Indeed, there is a 'Divine Speed Sword'. But that is a gift Mavis just kept training his mileage opponents, and being rude to Mavis when it comes to power leveling, etc. It was a natural achievement of Mavis' desperate efforts to avoid being left behind by the sorcerers for more than six months.

And still, Lena and Pauline didn't grow as C-rank hunters just because they "taught Miles the trick" rapidly improved their abilities. The fire magic of Lena, the healing magic of Pauline, is just powerful enough to know that if it were alone, it might be close to the B rank and possibly the A rank. Taking into account knowledge, experience, application, and speed, body surgery, and more, my overall ability as a hunter is only around the top of the C-rank.

In contrast, Mavis' sword moves were about the top of C or the bottom of B. No matter how much "Divine Speed Sword," etc., there is not really as much speed out there as Mavis is saying. 1.4x, etc., is haphazard, and it wasn't originally a lot of speed, so even if it got a little faster, it wasn't enough to beat soldiers and knights who train every day. So if you're about a bandit, you can deal with a few at the same time, but when you were a soldier or knight, multiple opponents were a little harsh. Unless you have pointed pebbles in your opponent's shoes, or the soles of your shoes are scraped diagonally. And even if the opponent was alone, it was still difficult to win if it was a skilled warrior.

So Miles decided to lend a little help to Mavis, who had struggled with his lack of strength until now.

After Pauline flew with Lena to the commercial and hunter guilds, the miles finally cut out in the arena where they were alone.

"Oh, you know, Mr. Mavis... tomorrow, you really have to win, don't you?

"Huh? Oh, yeah, that's why you're doing special training right now, right?

What now, and Mavis with a strange face.

"Um, well, actually, there's a way I might be able to win..."

"What! Is that true! Tell me, what way is that!

Miles told Mavis he was terrified.

"Um, it's a way to strengthen the human body, but that, Mr. Mavis, could be contrary to his pride as a knight..."

"I don't mind! I don't care about that at all! Anyway, if it's to crack this difficulty down, I'll accept some things! Come on, tell me! How do you do that?

Miles, who thought Mavis might refuse to say, 'Whatever it is in action, it is a cowardly means as a swordsman in the game,' clapped out.

In this world, too, 'I can't belly my back' where I say on Earth, 'Make a shelf in your heart!', there was a rhetoric equivalent to a convenient aphorism such as' it, this is this'.

And Miles explained to Mavis how to strengthen the flesh. "Magic can also be used on Mavis" and so on, I felt it was going to be a hassle, so it is only an explanation in the form of "the secret of strengthening the human body", which controls the flesh with the power of its own will. It was thought that it might be easier to accept it as an ability acquired in training. Mavis gazed at Miles with glittering eyes and absorbed the teachings.

The explanation is followed by practical training.

Adding and subtracting enhancements, balancing forces, and grasping speed.

Mavis falls over and over missing his senses and is full of abrasions. Every time Miles magically healed him.

And it started to get dark around, when Pauline and Lena, who talked to both guilds, came back.

There was Mavis with a confident, full smile on his face.