I Was Caught up in a Hero Summoning, but That World Is at Peace

My body falls to bed while I feel intense weakness.

"… 500 times…… End ~"

"Good day, Kite."

Over a huge amount of time, he had ended Kro's designated 500 stuns and recoveries.

My head hurts, my nausea is terrible, and my fatigue coming from the mental side is not half as bad. This is really hard.

"... how many hours did it take? It's already night out, isn't it?

"Yeah? No. 'About four hours'?

"What? No, no, it's like I've been doing this for over 10 hours..."

Unexpectedly, I wake up tired of the word Khlo told me 4 hours. It takes 100 seconds for the magic to empty once in the first place, and that's 500 times, so even if you did it fastest, it should take a lot of time.

To my question like that, Crowe tells me with a bright smile on his face.

"Since this room is' out and out of time ', it's only been about four hours outside. Not as good as Shiro, but even I can manipulate time."

"Oh yeah..."

"Yeah! That's why, starting tomorrow, I'll do 'double today'"

"... to?

"A thousand times!

"... Soudesca"

Cro is more Spartan than I imagined!? Starting tomorrow, this is twice as much... more than 20 hours in physical time? No, we're gonna go over the whole day, aren't we? One, I think I can be strong......

"... Speaking of which! In the end, in one day, how long has my magic been around?

"Uh-huh... about '0.025'! Because the more magic you get, the harder it gets to get up there."

Oops, what a sudden growth of 25x more magic in one day...... damn! 100 is far away!?

"Um, Cro... I hear things that don't..."

"Yeah?"

"Blah blah blah, my magic weighs. How high are you as a human being?

"Yeah, yeah... still, well, about 'average 10-year-old'...?

Me, how talented I am... my magic is too low.

"Khlo, be honest with me... my magical talent..."

"... ugh, yeah." Surprisingly hefty "......"

"Ha!?

"Or, kite!? No, it's okay! I'll work you out! Because I will raise it to a proper high Demonic class!!

"... oh, thankful... horrible..."

Thus, the first day of training ended with mild despair.

It's been about a week since I started my special training with Crowe, and I've gained enough magic to feel it myself.

According to Crochet, my current magic power is about '0.85'... it won't be long before I enter the big platform called First Place. As it is, well, it still seems to be a bit of an excellent level of ordinary people...... and whatever, the results are steadily coming out.

And today, I came to visit Mr. Isis in his castle and we were relaxing and reading books together.

Despite what I wanted myself to do, the Spartan special training this past week has been really tough. That's why being with Mr. Isis like this really heals me.

"... be!?

"... kite?

While realizing happiness, I casually shook Isis' hand...... stunned.

Is that because I was more sensitive to magic than before due to the effects of my training, or because I interfered with Mr. Isis' magic to try it unconsciously... I was now aware of the powerful magic in Mr. Isis' different digits. No, to be precise, you should have said, 'I could only understand vaguely being very big'.

It's like a mountain so huge that you can't see the top...... hands on that mountain and you're desperately trying to push it.

Yes, I understand... even though I've gained some magic power, I still can't even understand the magnitude of Mr. Isis' magic...

I meant to understand it with my head. But the wall I actually felt was... hopelessly huge.

"... Kite... are you okay?

"Huh? Oh, yes. Shh, sorry."

"... today... kind of... tired?... Something... happened?

"Oh, that's... uh..."

I was lost for a moment wondering if I should talk. A sense of surprise is valuable, but it will not be resolved in a short time on this matter.

Then, if you delude yourself here, you will be worried about Mr. Isis for a long time.

That's how I recognized him, and I decided to tell Mr. Isis everything.

The fact that I talked to Crowe about wanting to do something about Mr. Isis' death magic, the fact that I chose to grow up in the way I was presented, and the fact that Crowe is currently giving me special training......

When he finished talking about it, Mr. Isis opened his mouth, apparently upset.

"No!?... I don't... it's so hard to increase my magic so much... Kite feels... hard... I do"

"Sorry to bother you. But I... I really want to make Isis happy."

"... I'm... enough for now... happy, huh?... because Kate will be by my side... so... such impotence..."

"More than ever... I want to be happy"

"... kite..."

I was really glad to hear Mr. Isis worrying about me from the bottom of his heart and trying to make me stop doing special training. But I have a reason why I can't give up this purpose.

So is my desire to date Mr. Isis all over the city, but for more than that, I wanted to solve this challenge.

"... I... so... blessed by so many people, Mr. Isis and I... have an extraordinarily happy 'I want to have a wedding'!

"Huh!?

Yes, my true purpose was sole. I want to see her, her wedding dress, laughing happily as she fulfills the dream that Isis once painted and is blessed by a large crowd of people.

When it comes to controlling the magic of death, it should be possible if my magic powers are within reach, even if they are not touched directly. Of course, controlling the magic power of death at a position away from the body would require more magic and precise control than the lowest line offered by Crowe... but it shouldn't be impossible.

Then I'd like to try that.

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"Yes, when I can control the magic of death...... I propose again"

"... ahhh... kite... kito..."

Having heard my words, Mr. Isis still gave me a heartfelt and happy look with a large tear from his eyes.

"... kite... wagamama can i say... ok?

"Yes."

"... good luck... fulfill the dream I gave up... and... make me the happiest... wife in the world"

"Leave it to me!!

Wishes told in a trembling voice...... I nodded strongly, with firm determination.

The day after I conveyed my determination to Mr. Isis, I was taking it seriously in front of my desk in my room.

As a matter of reality, it takes a lot of magic to hold back the magic of Mr. Isis' death, and my magic power still doesn't extend far.

No matter how high the wall is, if you can go up a little bit, you can cross it any minute... but it takes time to figure out what's wrong.

... as it is, not enough. As it is, it is too late.

But even Cro isn't free. You have limited time to train me well. If possible, I want to train when Clos isn't around.

But Clo has the magic kit for the pocket watch type, and the means to wake up when you pass out without Clo in the first place... Wait.

...... Mr. Shiro, please. That magic fixture of a curse, please.

(Go ahead, date me next time)

Thank you. I got your date.

Yikes! Now I've got my training magic gear. The fruit of the world tree is also a lot of what Mr. Lilywood gave me.

Cro said that if you consume magic from full to zero and then restore it, the amount of magic grows well... he didn't say 'zero or it won't grow'.

I mean, not 100 seconds but 90 seconds with this magic tool...... if you eat the fruit of the world tree at a time when you consumed 90% of your magic, you should be able to continue your training alone!

I don't know what the difference in efficiency is... but I'll make it up to you with the number of times.

I don't care about headaches or nausea in the mood. I'm just, even... just trying!