Invincible Saint ~Salaryman, the Path I Walk to Survive in This Other World~

Approximately three months after the day I consolidated my resolve, I vigorously accumulated a variety of knowledge through my eyes in books sleeping in the Magic Library.

Nadia and Lydia were also vigorously trained in magic so that they could activate magic, although elementary.

Of course, I was luring Mr. Orford out with honey and getting advice while training to fly slaughter in the training yard proceeded in parallel, but this one didn't tie well to the results.

Flying slaughter in the first place may require some skill other than high level swordsmanship skills.

But the feeling of wonder and impatience slowly faded away.

It would be because this environment studying with Nadia and Lydia was probably the safest place to come to this world.

Supported by the two of us, we work toward our goals.

I'm not lonely, and I rather felt unbeatable because the two of them would work harder than me.

I was the only one called into the Guildmaster's room one day after all those training days.

"Excuse me.

"I'm sorry I called you so suddenly."

Mr. Orford picked us up and we moved into the mirror.

As for the seats, Mr. Orford cut a paralysis without opening his mouth inside, and I decided to ask him for an errand.

"Mr. Orford, was there anything abrupt about you two wanting to talk?

"Hmm. When it comes to slaughter, time will fix it."

Without getting to the point, I went from talking about training, so I might have figured out something about a flying slaughter.

"Right. This is all thanks to Mr. Orford, too. So this time you're saying you figured out something about the slaughter?

"No, I called this time to share the honey liquor that your lord keeps in his possession."

"What? Could that have been the case"

For the past three months, Mr. Orford hasn't called in on that, so he eats the surface.

Why? Those words come to mind.

As he looked at it and laughed, Mr. Orford looked out the window and said.

"Mm-hmm. It's a full moon tonight, so I'm comfortable on my watch."

Didn't you ever say "non"? Are you even feeling high on a full moon?

"Nothing. To the extent that we drink together here, let me offer..."

I know what you're talking about.

Mr. Orford, who laughs with real pleasure, is urged, but with daily gratitude, to take out two glasses and pour honey liquor.

"Let's drink to that."

"Right."

"Cheers."

When I put my mouth on the honey liquor, Mr. Olford drank the honey liquor all at once.

At that moment, a mechanical sound sounded in my head.

We've got the protection of the Spirit of the Wind.

"Huh?

It was so sudden, it solidified.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa. Honey liquor is delicious. Would you like a replacement?

Delighted with the dodgy success, Mr. Orford requests honeysuckle, cooking my funny appearance.

"What? Oh, yes. I don't mind the change, but is Mr. Orford the Spirit of the Wind?

"You're not. I'm borrowing Orford's body now."

I'm confused by that word.

Has Mr. Orford and the Spirit of the Wind ever been replaced? Thoughts are swallowed up by a vortex of confusion.

I manage to pour honey liquor into the glass of the Spirit of the Wind, and I ask about this one.

"Uh, how could this have been the right time?

"That's what I want to hear! Why didn't you ever show up at the fountain when you kept a secret from my Orford and misplaced a hint of being a wise man in the dossier? I explored the location of the fountain, and you knew there was something there?

I got angry for some reason, but I can also write the letter Spirit.

Communicate your true intentions while escaping such reality.

"... when I got that tip, I immediately wanted to be a wise man and regain my sacred attribute magic. I was anxious to know if I would really be able to use Holy Attribute Magic again when I became a wise man. That's why I wanted to build confidence."

"... well, yeah. By obtaining my protection, the Lord will have the protection of the Six Spirits. It takes longer to fully master basic attributes than this."

It was the spirit of the wind talking to me, looking at the abyss with such troubled eyes, but I was wondering.

"Um, what about the white fruit?

"If you can get around the world tree, it depends on your luck. Now, with dragon species gobbling in the ancient woods with world trees, Luciel is sure to die."

... I just want to shy away from even with a full master and Lionel, such as going to get it.

But I got it from the pantry three months ago. What the hell is that? Is it impatient that you want it to be white fruit?

I wondered how strong the last wise man was by the time I took him.

Wasn't he originally a healer?

One question after another arises, so I decided to ask how the last wise man who made Object X got the white fruit.

"... By the way, if you became the last wise man, how did you get the white fruit?

"Fluna, the pope, gave it to me. He needed a wise man."

The Spirit of the Wind deflects his face from me and stares out.

It makes me very concerned about its profound attitudes and statements, but did the Pope want an absolute symbol of the Church, or power?

I felt the air like I didn't want to talk to you any more, so I decided to ask what I was most concerned about.

"... By the way, when I become a wise man, do you think I can use Holy Attribute Magic as it was originally?

"... I honestly don't know"

The Spirit of the Wind shook his head (wearing it) and answered.

"... it stated that a wise man can use all his magic, but is it not?

"Normally, to get to a job called Sage, you dedicate the whole of your life to the quest for magical guidance, and only those who have gained vast knowledge can get a job for the first time. You walk the path of magic with aptitude, so maybe you can't help thinking you can use it."

Answer so as to worry, touching a long beard.

Well, I can imagine it's certainly not an easy job to make when you hear you're a wise man.

"... does that mean that any day may return, but the road to the wise is endless?

"Hmm. If anything else can be done, it's not just those who have benefited from God. Besides, would Luciel have the protection of the Spirit and the protection of the dragon?

"... No way, is it harmful?

While suddenly anxious and about to catch my breath, I listened properly without deluding myself.

And I hear the phantom of a prelude to despair.

"No matter how much you say attribute magic, you can't use it. I'm sure it's not because of that."

"Huh?"

"Dragon protection creates tough flesh, and spiritual protection makes it hard to use other than spiritual magic."

I'm afraid I'm saying it, but for some reason, my mouth seems to be laughing.

I'm sure it's paranoia, but I felt like holy attribute magic was making noises and breaking down.

"... you know, isn't that packed?

"If you become a spiritualist and perform spiritual magic, you can still be a wise man, right?

The only person like that is the one in the story.

"... that's not Lord Leinster or anything, is it?

"Ho. It's interesting to know that Rayne is a wise man"

"... that guy is an exception, isn't he? You think I can truly perform spiritual magic?

"Well, normally I can't. But the Lord is blessed with Fate, isn't he?

"... Yes. But isn't this just going to get more SP?

Why does the voice of the wind spirits that changed the story feel so lightly?

Does the Spirit also think that the misfortune of others is even the taste of honey?

But information unique to the Spirit of the Wind pops up.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, that's just a by-product. That's the biggest blessing you can do to break an affair, even if it's your destiny, but only if you scratch your feet to death."

"If that's the case, do you mean it doesn't make sense that you took an auspicious or hegemonic skill?

Was it a mistake to have Respected Dr. Hao and Dr. Hao?

But now the Spirit of the Wind exhaled as he looked at it as if it were frightened.

"Huh. No matter how much protection you had that could bounce adversity off, without those two, you'd be dead without even seeing the light in your fight against the evil gods."

I hear the words and get somewhere horrified.

"If it's not for nothing, fine. Because these two skills are part of what I want."

"At the end of the day, you're lucky?

"... is that crazy?

"Whoa, whoa, whoa. If you can work hard, you will surely one day come a day when you can be a wise man...... whoa whoa whoa whoa"

For some reason I stared at the spirits of the wind laughing high and decided that it was time to eat the white fruit I got, relative to the dragon.

And in Rockford, Sir Leinster said, if I screamed in the fountain, I decided to ask him about something that would help me.

"I'll change the story, at the location of the fountain," It's the strongest and fastest wind in the world that Ora can unite the world, "and if you scream, what can help you?

"... where did you get that?

Like despair, more and more air flows from the Spirit of the Wind.

"It's Rockford."

"... if you think I left the aircrafts to you, Rayne's guy left a hell of a bomb behind."

The Spirit of the Wind was pulling shivering, but eventually he looked at this one and opened his tease mouth.

"If you tell anybody, revoke the protection. On the contrary, the inability to use Luciel's magic spreads rumors all over the world. If you don't like it, forget it immediately."

All I could do was snort at so much intimidation.

"Good then... Tomorrow we will join the lord to the Feng and Shui Dragons. You should hear from the dragon how to use the dragon's power."

"Haven't you received the curse of the Evil God?

"I haven't seen him in the last few decades either, but I don't feel any different"

"I hope so..."

"Well, it's hard if you let me indulge in a little more honeysuckle tonight."

That's what the Spirit of the Wind said and kept drinking honey liquor.

The next day, we set foot where Wind Dragon and Water Dragon were.