Isekai Cheat Magician

He gripped the pattern of the sword as he felt his sense of melting surfaced.

Open the eyes that were closed.

I do feel it. the existence of an encroachment on the valid range of the junction stretched by the Mullah.

It hasn't been that long since I closed my eyes. Something like about 20 minutes with a physical sensation? Well, it would be an excellent time to sleep. It's better than none at all.

Well, where is the thing (...) that came close to us? Miscellaneous accumulations of magic are occurring there, and it's hard to explore the signs.

I don't blame you. Mullah looked surprised.

This didn't happen until I closed my eyes. What happened in just twenty minutes?

From a short distance, the sign of a human being I saw. Looks like Kaios is awake. I guess I'm just hanging around now.

"Hey, Elf."

A voice arrived as he probed for signs of no grasp as if blocking dawn vision.

You can call me by my name, and I want to get into it, but I can enjoy it.

Because Kaios' voice couldn't even afford to go through seriously.

"What?

The spirits are making a scene.

Mullah, who accidentally peeled her eyes off. This man is a spiritual magician. He knows that the Spirit wants to tell him something, even if he can't hear his voice as clearly as Taiichi.

"Are you making a scene?

"Oh, my God, you're in a lot of a hurry."

Events so much that the Spirit panicked. Even if I think about it, it doesn't come out instantly.

"Don't you know what you're talking about?

"Don't be impotent. I don't know how stupid it is to hear a spiritual voice."

I laugh bitterly at Kaios' words. Familiarity is a horrible thing, and Taiichi, Silfi and I interact so naturally that I heard about it. This would be the normal reaction. That summoner boy who makes it is out of standard.

"How's the spiritual emotion?

"Emotions. Ah?... No, do you want to try"

He then tried to disprove something, Kaios, but I can pull that spearhead in. They were willing to give it a try. I stopped moving and closed my eyes.

I'm not going to tell Kaios, who is not a summoner, that I'm not as capable as Taiichi, and that I'm not going to be so unscrupulous. Still, there's nothing more wasteful than a tightening from before I did it. I'll try first. That's an important mindset.

"... yeah? Sounds pathetic."

A pompous and spilling solitaire.

Apparently I felt a slight emotion of the Spirit.

"Sounds pathetic?

"Ooh."

Mullah and Kaios' gaze intersect.

They both looked strange.

What is an event that the Spirit pities? If there was Silfi here, you wouldn't have even had to think about it, but Taiichi needs to be with him to hear the Spirit King of the Wind in the first place. It would be useless to just think about it.

"Do you have any idea?

Mullah asks what she can do...... that is, explore the signs around her.

I know there's something out there, but it's refreshing where and what. It is the same.

He's not out of the detective community, so he should be nearby.

The inquiry itself did not make that much sense.

"Nothing. Hey."

So I looked back in momentum unexpectedly to Kaios' reply.

"Nothing?

"Oh. I only have one idea"

Bear the Great Sword, and Kaios rises.

"Suppose we talk on the road? Follow me."

……

There was something about that eye at Famtheam, Mullah.

I was going to go in there if I wouldn't reveal it all the time, but if you told me out of him, that's fine.

I nodded, put my sword on my hips and took my luggage.

◇ ◇ ◇ ◇ ◇

The sound of a pair of shoes echoes the stone wall several times to reach the ear. Taiichi and Rin lean in and walk down the hallway.

As always, Rin is clinging to Taiichi.

What's different from yesterday is how she looks.

The atmosphere is different today compared to yesterday when I was scared enough to be pathetic by accident.

Thanks, it doesn't seem like it's because I don't like horror air and I'm scared.

Then when asked what, that makes me cramped with answers.

Apparently there was something within last night that I could paint my fears on, I can only tell. Did you even dream of being able to overcome the trauma?

I can't imagine, so even if I ask, Rin just leans over and sticks with me.

Taiichi had to snap his neck.

Two hours of walking close together as it were. In the meantime, it's straight ahead. From the outside, I guess it's turned into a different space because it wasn't even a building large enough to go straight ahead in about 20 minutes.

"But I don't know where"

Stick and blur the unchanged scenery sideways. Come on, I don't know if it's going on or going back. The kind of undead and spirits I encountered yesterday have only fought once since the dawn of the night.

"Mr. Slyman, is that it?

"Yes."

Before leaving the room, Taiichi was talking to Rin about what happened last night, while the irritating part lay low.

Now we're looking for the deepest part of the whirlpool of resentment in this castle.

"Right or left, I guess"

Rin's words would have no profound meaning. Taiichi said, "Come on?".

"Downstairs? Or is it up there?

"Hmm."

Taiichi twists his neck.

"There's nothing you can do about not taking off this infinite loop."

"... I knew Rin would agree"

Oh, and sigh. Rin was smiling bitterly.

"Hey, Taiichi"

"Hmm?"

"Isn't that enough?

……

What is "Enough is enough"? Taiichi felt instantly what the word meant.

"... right. Do it."

"Yeah. I think it's good"

"Okay. Torima, around seventy."

On the spot, I can focus on my body. Only the two of us know what this conversation means.

The first time you ask, you won't know what you're talking about. It wasn't that loud.

"That was soggy."

In this way, it was predictable that they would try to narrow the distance and ask.

Taiji exercises magic enhancement.

Rin takes his hand off Taiichi.

Taiichi kicks the floor.

Instantly, there was no waste and sophistication in a series of motions that were also perfectly aligned with the breath.

No matter how much Rin enhances his motor vision, he can't capture it. The strengthening applied by Taiichi is 70. Rin more than doubles and exceeds his physical abilities gained by doing all he can to strengthen magic.

"Gotcha."

Taiichi's grasping at the root was a kitten that was even blacker than the darkness.

"Nha!? Let go of me!"

I talked.

The cat talked.

... but neither Taiichi nor Rin were so surprised.

Elves, dwarves, spirits. This world Altia is like fiction in itself, and most importantly, Taiichi and Rin can use magic, magic, which should be the ultimate in fiction. Whatever happened, I just thought "now".

A cat that moves its hands and feet and resists when it touches. I just look like I'm releasing a peppy and cat punch, which is bad for a desperate kitten, but I really have to figure it out.

The only thing that is calm is appearance, the power of the cat punch was enough to end with about a blow of goblin, but in front of the magically enhanced Taiji, there is no way to exchange meaning or anything.

I don't even feel a slight itch when it hits me more than once.

"Uh-oh..."

Kittens who realized that resistance made no sense were disappointed.

◇ ◇ ◇ ◇ ◇

"What the...?

Mullah's quiet surprise. I want to praise myself for not shouting out loud.

"You can't be surprised."

Caios, who told a story that wasn't strange to be smiled at, nodded in the wake of an assumed reaction.

That's all we talked about. I felt conscious.

"Capture the Spirit...? Such a stupid thing..."

"I'm awake, actually."

Trying to claim to be incredible, Mullah closes her nearly open mouth.

Capture the Spirit. It's impossible to even sense existence instead of seeing it unless it's special like Taiji.

"What are they going to do with the spirits?

……

Kaios turned a blind eye to Mullah and immediately turned his gaze.

The side of it is rugged.

They're sucking power out of the spirits.

"... what?

Russia hears difficult stories to accept and makes his eyes black and white.

When I gave him a dumb voice, I heard myself and realized it.

"It's no use asking what way. I don't know that much either."

……

"It's just. Spirits don't have entities. You can call it a chunk of energy. That's what happens if they suck at you. You'll see."

I don't even have to think about it. From Mullah, the forest folk, that was too much of a story.

"Do that... do you know what will happen...?

Mullah was the best she could do to keep her voice from trembling.

What can I do with this, burning anger?

"Don't tell me. Well, your anger would be nice."

Neither was he shy, nor was he shy, and Kaios said so pale.

If Mullah, the elf, had listened to this story, she would have known that she would have been angry when it came to the fire.

"... ugh. I'm sorry."

Don't worry about it.

I knew it didn't make sense where I hit Kaios. I couldn't grow up - I'm a child as old as I am - I honestly apologize for my own nonsense.

"As you know, land without spirits leans and withers, let alone collapses"

Yes, you're right. Without the Spirit, nature refuses to be natural.

It's not like the Spirit is gone and something changes instantly.

But the land surely begins to walk to doom.

It is the magic that leaves the Spirit and loses it at the beginning.

Until the magic is exhausted, the land is painfully preserved as it stands. Eventually, however, when the magic is completely withered, a great sickle of ruin protrudes on the land.

When an existing grass reaches its lifespan and finishes its raw form, new grasses cease to grow.

By and large, the wind becomes weaker.

The air that covers the land, it goes cold.

The air, the soil starts to dry.

From the lean earth the plants disappear, and the creatures that were feeding on them die. And hunting for them won't keep you alive.

The river dries up. Spicy remaining ponds and lakes also start to drop in water levels and increase the concentration of contamination, sucking up life from aquatic animals.

The wind stops once as if it hates the land, and the air that cannot travel through the spot precipitates.

Temperatures drop further and fall below zero even in tropical lands.

But in a land where there is no water as can be seen from the cracked earth, and where the wind does not bring clouds, there is no snow, a symbol of the cold.

Thus, the time needed to change from the absence of the Spirit to a land that rejects creatures is approximately ten years. Whether you see long or short is something like that for each person?

The official name of the land that did so is "The Land of Death".

You wouldn't think there would be any twist.

But you don't need a twist. If you actually look at the land, you can tell. In front of that land, where death and stagnation only exist, it is easily taken away, such as the margin to pay attention to naming sense. It's not the shell called name that matters, it's the contents of it.

No matter how much water you bring in to get it back or nourish the ground, it doesn't make sense.

Actually, there's only one way to get it back. But no one knew how to do it, and even if they did, it was not a means by which anyone could carry it out.

The planted young tree withers after three days. Because that is the land that has been transformed into the "earth of death".

"Right. That's a horrible story."

"Absolutely."

Mullah shrugged so from the bottom of her heart, drawing memories of once reading literature about "The Land of Death".

"But now we can make it enough. It hasn't been three months since they arrived at this castle. In a year or two on a boulder, I know I can't exploit all the spirits from the land at a pace that's gone."

"Yes..."

There are several questions.

How does he know that?

Mullah had never known it before, and Lemia had never told her such a story.

I wonder who the hell Kaios is.

That is not the only question. Does Silfi, a pillar of the four Spirits, know this story?

No, it would be stranger not to know. From her point of view, her compatriots are troubled by humans.

But, well, I don't think I'm going to answer everything where I asked Kaios the question, and the question about Silfi isn't going to be resolved any way now.

Now you should think about what it means to hear this story.

"... so did you ever tell me that story?

"Oh. Maybe you're right."

"There are spirits in this castle who have failed."

To Mullah's inquiry, Kaios slowly shook his neck vertically.

◇ ◇ ◇ ◇ ◇

Mother cat who curls kittens Regards, Taiichi who hangs with her roots. The black cat is letting both hands and feet follow gravity.

"Where did you come from?

Crouch on the spot, gaze, and ask the cat Rin. I'm in the middle of a temporary march right now.

Pui, and a cat that drifts his neck away from Rin.

I'm pretty sure I understand the language.

"Uri Uri"

"Goddamn it... Ha!?

When I tickle my throat with an empty hand, the condition reflex causes the cat to raise its voice of joy and then open its eyes as a scratch.

"Ha, I conspired!?

Raising protest to Taiichi and Rin, who laugh at the crease, didn't make much sense after the reactions.

"And strong...! I didn't know you were going to hunt me down!

"No, because we're hardly doing anything, are we?

"It's a special Devil's Eye!

"Eye of the Devil?

Taiichi and Rin don't think they had such a back hand, only a cat who talks to boulders.

"Eat it!

The cat opens her pupils and raises her roaring voice. Because it's a kitten, or higher tone than an adult cat.

Is this, maybe not, intimidation?

I guess sad, because of their adorable looks, they're all powerless.

"Uri Uri"

"Goddamn it... Ha!?

Re-bake earlier. Slightly, the kitten slipped away at random.

I can't wipe the feeling I've done it.

"Ji"

……

"Ji"

"Mmmm......!

"Ji"

"Oh, I get it! I'm not comfortable. Stop it!

Until I got on board because this cat makes a joke.

Taiichi lets go of his hand all the time. Though it seemed abrupt, it was still cat-like there, landing in a supple motion and about a metre away from Taiichi and Rin.

"I'm sorry. That was a joke. I want you to forgive me for apologizing."

"No, I don't mind."

That's not enough to make me apologize.

There's more to asking than apologizing.

"It's been a long time since I've seen a man, so I followed him up."

"Long time no see?"

"Yes, sir."

Apparently, there was someone who visited here before the Tai Chi. Really, I have a lot to ask.

"I have a lot of questions, okay?

"I'll answer everything I can."

Accepted with pleasure. It was a long forethought until I got to the point.

"From me, then"

"Nha."

"Honey, where are you from?

"There's nothing wrong with that."

"Ever?"

"I'm not from another land. This castle is the house."

English words mix for some reason. Well, there's nothing we can do about that area because it's not under our control because the language translation logic embedded in the Summoning Magic Formation interprets it at will and pulls the appropriate nuances out of Taiichi and Rin's knowledge to convert it.

"Do you live here?

"Yes, sir."

Abandoned...... more a dungeon. If it's as powerful as you feel from this cat, you won't lose every undead here, but still the question remains.

"How are you doing with the rice or something?

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha, so it's okay if you don't have rice or anything."

What the hell kind of space century is that?

"Do you see enemies, or do you say?

"What is it?

Black cat with small neck. They still didn't pass it on.

"Next question then. What do you usually do?

"Sleeping."

"Sleeping?

"Yeah. When it comes to doing it, it's like dismantling a skeleton. I'm basically asleep because I'm bored."

He still seems to have enough combat power to survive here.

"I haven't seen people in a long time, he said, but were people here quite a bit before that?

"Yeah nya. He's not here. I don't remember the last time I saw someone."

"Yeah, but it's been a while."

"Yeah. I met him twice or so."

"Twice. Ah. Pretty little, huh?"

"Yeah. Less."

Here, Rin and the Black Cat were experiencing an episode of recognition.

Rin remembers the life expectancy of the cat and has the feeling that she has only seen him twice between a few and a decade.

On the other hand, the black cat had a different perception.

And I was listening to Rin and Kitten, and Taiichi learned to hook up.

"What?"

"What?

"You, what was before the cat?

"Uh-huh."

After doing a facial washing trick, the black cat tongues his forefoot. Put it away for just a moment.

"Haha, ex-human nya"

That's what the black cat reveals.

"Ex-human? So, you've been a cat again?

"No."

Apparently not.

"Nah, that soul stays human before he dies. This cat was a human cat. The human nigga died, and when I realized it, nigga was this cat."

Rin thinks with his fingertips on his jaw. Something glows behind Taiji's brain.

"Hey, your husband, you didn't look so good, don't you disagree with having a black cat"

"Taiichi?"

To Rin, Taiichi's words sounded unclamped. I have the impression of what to do with the stick.

"... how do you know that?

So Rin was also surprised that the black cat responded with a voice that could not hide the surprise.

"Husband, you were a little bad at cats. But I felt a strong mother in the way you adored your cat, and my husband was attracted to it."

…………

The kitten is out of line. Because all the words said were true.

"So, I was safely married to my husband after a long relationship. I was also happy to get pregnant soon. … that arrow tip, there's been a case"

……

Both Rin and Kitten are listening to the best of fat words.

"Killed by the ones who attacked the castle, my husband was also killed to follow soon after"

"Hey, how do you know so much..."

"You don't know what day or night is here."

Taiichi goes on without answering the kitten's words.

Exactly. Has the sun risen or fallen? You don't even know that in this undead nest. No, in the first place, there's no guarantee that the time flow between here and the outside world is the same.

"I don't know how long it's been, you said. It's been 200 years since then."

……

"Two hundred years..."

Taiichi nodded and stared straight into the cat's eyes.

"... that was hard. That's mindless. Karina. Karina Lengstraat."

Black cat's eyes moistened.