I Was Reincarnated as a Poor Farmer in a Different World, so I Decided to Make Bricks to Build a Castle

"Good morning. How are you feeling, Oliva?"

"I feel like it was my grandfather who was supposed to be dead.I saw her waving across the river. "

"Speaking of which, did some people in the small group of countries see the river when they die?"Well, it's okay, isn't it? Oliva is definitely alive. "

"Looks like it." Thanks to this, I think the replacement of blood has been successful.It's a strange feeling, but now I'm confident that I can shoot the Soft Demon Wood bow as I wish. "

"It must mean that the memory of the blood has settled well."Well then, why don't you give it a try? "

It was reported that Oliva, who had been sleeping overnight, had woken up.

I went to see Oliva asleep and discovered Oliva in a daze.

Apparently, the Norn switched blood and stood in the abyss of death.

Perhaps someone who was supposed to be dead waved his hand and called the world of death, but he said he had returned to the world safely thanks to the Magic Stone.

I listened to the story, thinking it was something I didn't quite understand.

After a while, Oliva seemed to be calming down, so I checked her condition.

As for the person himself, he has a real feeling of being able to use the bow by firmly acquiring the memory of blood.

Same as me.

When I got the meteor's blood, nature and good use of the bow were in my head.

You just need to make sure it's true.

It seemed that Oliva had the same idea.

She said that she really wanted to try it by practicing whether the knowledge of the bow in her head was correct.

When I suggested I try it, I immediately nodded and went out.

For the time being, there is no disingenuous way to travel to the Purge City to defend it from Peria.

I was to try the bow on a flat field not far from the road.

I thought maybe that dry figure was a mistake, so I handed the Soft Demon Wood Bow to Oliva, who had become a body of health.

I decided to use it to shoot my bow normally for the time being.

With the Soft Demon Wood Bow in hand, I slowly moved my body and stood.

The sequence of operations was complete.

At this point, it is completely different than before.

The soft magic tree was so hard that it was difficult to squeeze the strings without using magic power.

Therefore, ordinary people can never pull on their strength alone.

Even so, it was not a good idea to pass too much magic.

By passing magic power through the soft tree, I could show flexibility, but I needed to make subtle adjustments to how much softness I could use through that magic power.

Just trying to soften it through magic, but this time, it didn't have the stiffness I was aiming for, so I pulled the bow and it was disrupted.

Everything needs to be adjusted to the right amount.

In that regard, Oliva's bow stance was perfect.

Without any stubbornness, I was able to take my body to a state where I could shoot a bow with a glue-gallian archer.

And, of course, that's not the end.

Release your hand from the arrow in such a way that it doesn't make any noise, and shoot at the aiming tree.

That's a hit.

Now, the arrows flew to the aiming street with such a strange sense of trust that they could be seen to hit at the moment they took their fingers off the arrows and pushed against the trees.

"Well done. It's perfect to shoot a bow."

“Yes, I was naturally struck by the place I was thinking of.I think I was naturally targeted almost unconsciously.This must be the domain of a master.However, I still felt a subtle discomfort. "

"Oh, that's it."Oliva definitely got the memory of the blood from the master of the bow, but it's only in his body.That's not Oliva's body, is it?I think there are errors due to physical differences.Well, I guess he even adjusted it unconsciously. "

"I see. I'm convinced. In that case, my bow arm is inferior to the original blood owner."You might still need to train your body to get closer to it. "

"I think so. As I gradually gained strength, [Meteor] 's power increased."I asked for a [Flame Arrow] next.Please try to shoot me. "

“Okay, I'll try.”

I contested Oliva's impressions about the test shot and decided to have him try the production as soon as possible.

The aim of this experiment was not to get a bow arm equal to the Glugalia Archer.

It just depends on whether the magic can be used by others who are not me.

Of course, Oliva knew that, so she decided to give it a try.

Oliva once again took the bow of the Soft Demon Wood and poured more magic into the bow and arrow than before.

And there was definitely a flame at the tip of the arrow released from there.

Even though the arrows flying in the sky should undoubtedly have the influence of the wind, they hit the tree that was the target of the flaming arrows that never disappeared.

"Excellent. The experiment was a success." Congratulations, Oliva. "

"Thank you.... that's amazing."Is this magic? If you use magic, you can do this. "

"Oh, the possibilities of magic are endless."Well, maybe Oliva could spell that magic for me.From now on, try using that magic every day while muttering "Flame Arrow". "

"... eh? What is that?" I didn't hear it.

"I just told you." The experiment progressed to the second stage. Good luck with that. "

The magic spells I got.

This experiment showed success for the time being, so I decided to take the next step.

A [Meteor] that consumes a lot of health only once is not suitable for spells.

However, if it was a Flame Arrow that was low in power but consumed less magic power, it might be able to spell.

When I try to do it, every day, all day long, I use magic for months to years, so I don't intend to do it myself, but it would be helpful if someone else could do it for me.

The act of handing over magic to others had another purpose from the beginning.

Thus, Oliva, who had been told about how to do the curse culture, was ordered to always use magic to create spells except during wartime as a business order.