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

I couldn't earn much proficiency on my first day alone.

Still, since coming up with the operation to entrust the annihilation to the reincarnated dragon, proficiency had increased rapidly, from the time ten days had passed until more than five thousand proficiencies had been earned.

Thanks to this, the skill level of the spatial and temporal attributes will also be set, and will gradually return to the fold.

When my skill level rose to iv, I learned to transfer at medium range, so I thought I could transfer to the space-time dragon, but then I couldn't transfer it no matter how many times I repeated the trial and error.

On the contrary, even though I thought of a place to transfer, my image disappeared immediately and I couldn't transfer it.

I convinced myself that it was because there was a distance to transfer, because it was as far as I could imagine from a mid-range transfer, but maybe... that's what I thought.

Since then, the skill level has dropped, allowing me to speak of mass metastasis, but this was a magic that I could transfer in a group, a magic I don't need right now.

I sigh only once, and my days of immersion in increasing proficiency continue.

Repeated short-range metastases, which I didn't like at first, gradually eliminated drunkenness and discomfort, and my behavior became smoother after metastasis.

So to perform the biggest performance I can right now, I started training to continue moving as much as possible, combining physical enhancement with speeding up and short-range metastases.

The scenery flows like it did when I used the power of Thunder Dragon, and the demon moves slowly.

It was just a thought-provoking behavior, and I was anxious to see if my brain could handle the information properly, but this was also the effect of leveling, I never had a headache or drunkenness.

While doing so, the level of the space-time attribute increased, and now we can create subspace.

"Ooh. Is this black vortex a subspace? Well, I thought it was an inventory at this stage, and Lord Leinster's not bad."

It takes space expansion that we remember together and space fixation and time stops that we remember at the next level to make it an inventory.

So as it is now, subspace is just a trash can that goes into all sorts of things.

Still, what kind of reactions would Paula or Lician take if they found out? As much as I think about it, I want to see everyone.

This didn't happen in the labyrinth of trials... maybe it means I got used to it enough to afford to think about it.

"... we need to get back."

Keep fighting with that in mind.

From then on, the skill level of the temporal space attribute was raised without any particular change, and by being able to remember space fixing and time stopping at level (9), it was finally possible to create an inventory.

It was confirmed that space expansion and space fixation consume magic differently depending on the size of the space, and that time stops consume magic according to the time to stop the subject.

And by activating the time stop myself, I gradually realize the incredible magic technique that the space-time dragon was doing.

"I can't believe you fixed my perimeter, not me who was the target..."

I tried and activated the same magic on the demons, but I couldn't completely seal the motion.

Reminded that this required considerable practice, he ran again with magic into his fantasy sword.

Then, when the skill level dropped, a long-range transfer and a designated transfer were finally made.

"Now you can finally go back. But let's practice it so that we can imagine it properly and transfer it, rather than bump it into production."

The route to the sealed gate, which could not be imagined by mid-range transfer, comes to a clear mind.

Now if we move, we'll be able to get out in front of the sealed gate, but we probably won't be able to go any further with a long distance transfer.

Because the image is still being erased here.

"I knew it. That space felt special. Then the designated metastasis... should be done."

Long-range transfers are magic that can be transferred in the image of places you've seen or been, but designated transfers are magic that can identify people and objects and transfer them to the spot.

It would probably be easier to move to the location of the person who can read the story.

That's where the fuzz is zero.

"If I can read this to Forenoir or something, can I go back to that place?

Sounds like you could go home if you really want to.

That just makes it totally meaningless for me to be here...

Once we get in touch and make sure we can transfer, we'll take a good rest today.

So I notice trying to send a pronouncement to the Spirit Queen to hear the current mood of the space-time dragon.

"I didn't get protection from the Spirit Queen..."

I can't talk because I haven't received protection.

Don't practice or anything with this, it's going to be a bump production.

In an attempt to be extravagant, at least only today, he used angel pillows to fall asleep, drumming his tongue on honey liquor and dishes within the sanctuary junction.

And the next day, I wake up, I stretch lightly, I wake up, I try to talk.

"Dear space-time dragon, Luciel, can you hear me?

"Well, maybe you've been following the protection and talking to me."

Apparently, I'm not in a bad mood.

"Yes, the Spirit taught me that I had never tried it on a dragon breed, so I'm glad I succeeded"

'I see. So I've even been reading. What is it? Did you want to give up already?

What would happen if I told you I'd given up on this? Well, I'm too scared to talk about it.

"No, I just didn't hear the deadline to return there, so I thought I'd ask you that."

"I see. So you were planning to keep me alert and transfer to me."

Apparently, he's completely uncovered.

But this one also perfectly captures the magic of the space-time dragon.

"... Yes. Did you find out?"

"Ahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahah

Oh, I do think I've heard a lot about you from someone.

"Then I'll go now"

"Don't let it fail and move into the wall."

They say horrible things.

While I firmly imagined that space-time dragons and magic would be connected, I decided where to transfer them, and at once I increased my magic and activated the designated transfer.

I was convinced that my metastasis had succeeded when my vision only flashed for a moment...

But I was able to transfer safely. I couldn't be happier.