Despite the successful cultivation of magical mushrooms, only a very small amount has been barely produced now.
Even if magical mushrooms are valuable, they won't be enough to make a lot of money in a small number.
Again, we need to make it a little bigger.
But there's something that bothers me.
It was about the storage location.
Our house is a poor farmhouse, and the place to leave all kinds of things is already short of space.
Anyway, I've been piling up what I've taken in the field recently to make sandals from the stems of a hatsuka.
We need a place to keep the magical mushrooms that were successfully stored and cultivated in logs.
No, in this case, a building is better than a place.
So I decided to try to improve the magic I had always used to cultivate the fields.
When plowing fields, they succeed in turning hard soil on the ground into soft, nutrient-rich soil.
At that time, basically the ground is flat and the soil is raised so that the crop is easy to grow.
If so, it should not be impossible to change the shape of the earth to create a building.
Based on this hypothesis, I decided to try magic for architecture.
Yet years have passed since they first mastered magic.
I didn't try anything in the meantime.
However, the amount of magic was not that high, and it didn't grow to the point of building a building.
However, when plowing fields, it is often possible to plow a wider area at once.
It should never be a reckless challenge.
On top of that, I thought once more about the blurriness in my head and the magic laws in my head.
The first thing that comes to mind is that it's hard to create something from scratch.
Let's imagine, for example, an attack in which a stone gravel is thrown out of the palm of your hand with earth magic, which is often a game.
Reach out into the air and stick out your palm.
Gather magic from all over your body into your palm to generate stone debris and fly it at enough speed to deal damage when it hits an object.
It is not impossible to actually realize these flows by consuming magic by clearly imagining them in your head.
No, but the fuel economy is worse than I thought.
As a personal feeling, I think it is quite inefficient to produce stone gravel from nothing.
After all, if you just plow the fields, it's no problem to activate magic to plow a square meter at a time.
From this, it can be seen that using what originally existed is much cheaper than using magic consumption.
But for some reason, I can't use magic well except for dirt.
Whether you use water or light, you won't succeed.
Will you be able to do it someday?
I am also concerned that in my earth magic, earth and stone can be changed relatively easily, but metal matter is completely different.
I wish I could make and sell metal from the soil, but that would be impossible.
In other words, a magical building cannot be made of metal.
Considering those things, it might be better to challenge the warehouse.
In the Edo period, when there was a lot of fire, it seems that the inside was difficult to burn, and it would be easy to imagine because I have seen it several times.
While I firmly imagine the treasure in my head, I breathe deeply and practice my magic.
Then, just as you plow the field, you put your hands on the ground and send magic into the soil.
... Shit.
So, the moment I tried to activate my magic, I fell to the ground unconscious.
It may be called acute magic deficiency.
My mother found me unconscious in the back of the house a few hours after trying magic.
I managed to get up that night, but I had a terrible headache and couldn't stand, so I fell asleep.
The symptoms remained until the next day.
On the next day, my body began to move, but I was resting a little more just in case.
Suddenly, I think the loss of consciousness is probably due to the fact that the magic has disappeared secretly.
Enhanced magic, which I often use when I work hard, is realized by sending a magic trick to my whole body.
That is, magic is involved in moving the body, and this time it suddenly disappeared, so I may have lost consciousness.
The result was a failure, but I decided to think it was a meaningful failure.
Because I knew that there was nothing wrong with stopping life the moment magic disappeared.
Worst case scenario, it would be creepy if I thought it wasn't strange to be dead.
Now, why did the magic disappear so suddenly?
I think the cause is probably like the relationship between area and capacity.
For example, let's say the soil on the ground was plowed in a field 10 m in length and 10 m in width.
I think the amount of magic used for this is simply 100.
Now what happens if you build a building the same size as 10x10?
Assuming that the height is 10 meters in size, would it be 1000 at 10 × 10 × 10?
Perhaps the amount of magic used to build a building is not the amount of soil that you plan to use or the total area of the building's walls, but the building will be consumed as the capacity that occupies the space.
When I came to the back of the house for the first time in a few days, the dirt was scattered as a result of the magic failure the other day, but I didn't think it would suffice to reveal my magic.
I decided to turn it into a magic of building materials, not a magic of building construction.
The method was to turn the soil into a brick and later build it up on its own.
During that day, the magic of bricks succeeded, and I made bricks at best.
However, I can't give up the magic of building just because my dreams swell.
I swore in my heart that I would continue to challenge you.