Industrial revolution starting with the undead

Based on the report Eleonora gave me, I knit my magic.

The use of magic is for each person. The magic that each sorcerer may possess is often that attribute is inclined in one direction. They are good at using either red, blue, yellow, white, or black magic.

By the way, in my case, the best at yellow - wind attributes. I can also handle red and blue, but is the magic I use about 20% more with my body feeling? Nevertheless, it is an omnipotent category among magicians. Because even magicians called first-rate often extremes only one attribute.

In that, Eleonora is called superior, so - that's her alias, "The Purple Sage," too. Eleonora is suitable for both red and blue attributes, both of which can use superior magic. Therefore, it is a "purple sage" mixed with red and blue.

Out of the question, I mean, the magic that can be handled by an individual is a thousand different things. If you treat that magic the wrong way, the magic that you consume even in the same magic becomes something completely different.

Therefore, in "Eleonora with Suitability for Red and Blue" and "Me with Suitability for Yellow," we also have to take a completely different approach to knitting the same sorcery.

"Phew..."

Such Eleonora, by the way, said, "This is my hundred years of being used by your daughter in an instant. Laugh," she lonely gave me the report and walked straight into the back of the mansion. He was in a lot of shock.

For lunch, and I left a sandwich in front of the room for now, would that have been nice?

Well, I can't help thinking about Eleonora. I, for now, do it my way, just knit Eleonora's secret magic - 'Moment Move (Teleport)'.

But that hasn't worked.

"After all, when you go in from the red and blue attributes, you consume a lot more... you consume more than you make skeletons, this"

"Much?"

"Chris has inexhaustible magic, so I guess he can use it any way he knits..."

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Koten, and Chris tilting his neck.

I should have been confident in my magic power, but compared to Chris, that's the amount that doesn't even extend to my toenails. I can see how awesome a pureblood arv is.

Besides, I guess Chris is just out of standard because my magic power is beyond Eleonora.

"... but I understood for once. That's a hell of a trick, this."

As far as the report goes, I know exactly how painfully Eleonora made it.

It reacts with opposing attributes of red and blue, manipulating the accompanying repulsion, turning itself into a magic that encloses itself after crossing black attributes into a situation of chaos, and transferring every chunk of magic to a designated place - this is such advanced sorcery.

Pretty advanced skill is required simply because it causes a red and blue reaction in itself alone. It is precisely the 'purple sage' who excels in the red and blue attributes but, therefore, can be said to be the magic that could have been made.

I must sincerely rejoice in my good fortune, even if I am just reading that report.

"For me to handle it...... I knew I'd need a red and blue reaction, but I'd have to find a way to replace it with yellow somehow. White is not very apt..."

"Oh? Do it?"

"It's a magic attribute. Don't Chris know much about that?

"I don't know"

Answer my question, Chris.

I don't know if Art has any concept of attribute or if Chris doesn't know it purely, but I think he's probably dealing with it unconsciously.

Most importantly, if the other artves had as much magic as Chris, there was no choice but to think so little about the attributes. Because reducing the amount of magic that humans consume is paramount in changing the way they treat witchcraft according to their attributes.

"Well, let's just use it. At first, I'll try to imitate Eleonora's way and find a way to knit my magic from there."

"Yes."

"But don't consume more magic depending on the distance... just how hard it is to get home with this"

The mountain I went with Eleonora today - if I just travel that far, I feel like even my magic can handle it.

But to Fleetberg territory, which will take ten days by carriage, it will be just tough to get back. I can change the way I treat myself more, reduce my consuming magic more, and see if I can finally go one way or another.

"Phew..."

Concentrate your magic.

Two attributes within themselves - antagonizing the magic of red and blue. The power that comes with the reaction becomes the backbone of this sorcery.

That's all I can tell, the magic in me is shredding away. But instead, the power that has arisen is tremendous. While suppressing the rampage of that power, I now knit black attributes to create a magic wall that wraps me and Chris.

And at the end of the day, the key phrase...

"Momentary Move (Teleport) -!"

Geez, the feeling of distortion of the surrounding scenery.

The specified coordinates are on the mountain we headed for earlier. Based on that exact image, my body melts in the magic of chaos.

And when I regained my sight again, that was the mountain hut I saw earlier.

"Ha...! Hey, hey..."

Unexpectedly, exhale.

Falling off my knees somehow. But it's been a long time since I've felt magic fall from my body at once. That's what made ten skeletons and the magic emptied, close to what it felt like then.

Greasy sweat falls off my chin, passing on my cheeks. The raw warmth is disgusting.

"Damn... you're consuming more magic than calculations..."

"Sashima"

"Yeah......?

"Are you kidding?"

"Oh...... well, maybe 80% shredded. I can't go back."

Physical sensation shows that perhaps that much magic is diminishing.

But I got the feeling. How can I freely manipulate this sorcery if I deal with magic within myself? I think I could have stood at about that entrance.

And then.

"... Mr. Eleonora, leave me alone"

"Abrasive"

"Well, it's private property, and I don't think anyone's coming to this mountain hut..."

Sitting in front of such a mountain hut, giant femur.

My challenge now is to use this femur to make skeletons. The giant skeleton - I just imagined it, and my heart has been uplifting.

So, what I'm going to do. It minimises the magic that comes all the way to this mountain hut, making as many giant skeletons as possible with the remaining magic, and returning to the mansion with the remaining magic. And then we wait for the magic to heal.

I wondered if I would leave Chris with instant travel (teleport), or for a moment, but then it wouldn't tie in with my growth. After all, it would be the disciples who can handle the secret magic of The Purple Sage.

Just.

"Chris, get me to Eleonora's mansion."

"Yes."

Exactly today, I'm not going to be able to go home with the remaining magic, and I'm going to rely on Chris.

"Terai Po and"

Chris was able to knit his magic in an instant, especially not doing anything, and come right back to Eleonora's mansion.

As always, this toddler girl is amazing.