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

When Sir Leinster casually patted his fingers, the world changed in an instant.

Instead of a metaphor, until earlier the sky was supposed to have a blue sky and a meadow area with nothing around it, but now he was in a rugged rocky place like the foothills of the Dragon Valley.

"Shall we get started? Well, first of all, whatever the weapon is, you can hang it."

Sir Leinster told me to smile nicely, so I try to do everything I can to get there, to my mind.

"Um, can dragon power be used in this space?

"Ah, I think I'm fundamentally mistaken, but the power of the dragon and the power of the Spirit are engraved in your soul, so if you're gaining protection, that power is already yours."

Does that mean you can use it? I was half-hearted, but I decided to use my powers as they were.

"Protect yourself, Holy Dragon. Wind dragon, a barrier to the wind that protects you from everything. Thunder Dragon, the power to leave everything behind."

He was right about what Sir Leinster was saying, and as usual, he was able to get the help of a dragon.

I slaughtered Lord Leinster with a fantasy sword.

And I mean it, I really slashed it just like that...

No, this world isn't broken, so it's fake.

Determined it was Sir Leinster's remnants that he immediately slashed, I immediately searched for Sir Leinster's traces, but I can't find them.

Then we will use the power of the Wind Dragon to skip the slaughter.

Then there was a place where the slaughter was unnaturally interrupted.

He unleashed his all-powerful Fire Dragon sword that it was useless to try to find someone who didn't feel magic or signs.

And where the flaming dragon has eaten into something invisible, the sound returns.

"That's why I've often been rid of evil gods once."

"Become!?

Sir Leinster, whom I slashed, started talking.

"No, you're a water doll made of fire and water attributes."

Then now I heard voices from behind, so I turned around and there was Sir Leinster sitting unchanged earlier.

"That's an application of loud magic using wind magic, but isn't it known to the world today?

"Come on, what do you think? I just haven't heard it in eight years since I've been here."

I only talked about magic when I was really in Nerdar.

"Well... shall we play melee now? You can call me anytime."

Then a sword emerged from nothing without any change of philosophy.

But I can't be alarmed at all.

Because the other person is someone who can't defeat all the masters.

"I'll go."

I guess I've changed a lot since I was on Earth when I started pointing blades at the other steeple without hesitation.

Still, I couldn't have lived this far if I hadn't.

I'm going to hit everything I've learned from my masters at this moment, and I'm going to go on a series of attacks.

But Sir Leinster looked cool, just observing my movements.

And the moment I tried to get a gap in my neck, I felt nasty and I jumped away.

"Huh, I see. Do you have a solid foundation for swordsmanship and body surgery, and an instinct not to inadvertently attack someone because they have a gap?"

"Did you figure something out?

Even if they criticize me like I squeal, I can't help but care.

"The foundation is solid, shall we study magic first?"

"Study...?

Other than that. It was really nothing but that. They usually tell me that people who are strong thought they were all combat freaks.

"Yes. Shall we throw away all the fixed concepts we have now?

"Eh, even if it's that simple..."

"That's true, isn't it? So I'm going to show you my magic and understand that it's normal magic."

"I will try my best"

This is what it would sound like if you hit it.

I think it's a really good instructor that Hundreds of Hearts will put it into practice at first sight.

"Then Luciel, the dragon you showed me earlier is a flying sword move, but that's not the magic I'm letting go because I put that sword through it. [Dragonic Fire]"

I thought you were suddenly poisoned, but that emotion disappears immediately.

A magic formation formed where Sir Leinster stretched his arm, whining his magic name with chant discards, and a flaming dragon flew out of the magic formation.

Besides, it was far bigger than the Flaming Dragon Sword I unleashed with all my might.

"No, no, that's just what I'm capable of right now, and I don't think I can release that flaming dragon?

"That's what I don't like. Luciel, let me see what you're capable of, at least this much? Because it's what I let go. Maybe you can let something bigger than that go, huh? For example, when I release [Dragonic Fire]"

"Guago-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o"

Then a real and unblemished flaming dragon ascended from the magic formation into the sky.

"Uh, you're not turning that on me, are you?

"Ha ha. Luciel, not until you grow up."

I didn't think there was as much despair ahead of me as when I met with the evil gods.

And first I was supposed to show you Sir Leinster's magic, but it was all about the assumption that magic was available to me.

"Sir Leinster, ever since this world was created, I've heard that no one with reincarnated dragon protection and spiritual protection can use ordinary magic... except for one of you."

"Oh, because the magic of dragons and spirits rebel against each other. With only sacred attribute magic originally available, if we got protection, can we do that too... well, I guess we can figure it out. I know this is a little rough for you, but you want to try?

I guess this is about the kind of person who can override what the reincarnated dragons said they couldn't... it's a level that makes me want to doubt if they're really people.

"It's okay to recognize that magic can be used with effort, right?

"Oh. As long as you're fit for the attribute, you'll be fine."

"Regards"

I wasn't lost.

"Shall we then separate the magic of the Spirit from the magic of the reincarnated dragon? Stretch your arms forward."

"Yes."

"Then I'll pull it."

"? Yes"

At that moment, magic was pulled from my body, but I understood too late.

"Luciel, I think this has left you in a state of magic depletion. Because I fixed your magic in this atmosphere, Luciel, shall I begin by returning to you the magic gained with the protection of the dragon and the Spirit and the magic that you had originally."

Magic exhaustion makes me very sick, and I hear Sir Leinster's voice in the distance.

"Duh, how?

"Pull it back with a magic trick. Because we divide magic so that it's easy to understand, we think strongly of images that absorb only our magic into our bodies. Because most of the time this world is powered by a strong image"

In a disgusting state of magic depletion, I became a wreck who struggled to bring magic back to me.