Legend

Having largely cleaned up the large debris, Ray heads to his next job, looking at the side of the wall where the carriage can now pass thanks to it.

To build a new wall, there were already dozens of wizards and spiritual wizards there.

By nature, there is basically no such thing as many wizards and spiritual wizards gathering together so far, even if it is a guild where many adventurers gather.

Nor so many people can use the magic of the earth even if they think of it as wizards.

That's all we have here, simply because we've assembled a number of people who can use soil magic in the Guild with regard to this augmentation.

... If it were normal, such a golden imitation would not have been so easy, but this is a guild.

I guess I used the wealth that is a periphery, but thus gathers together, and gathers all these wizards.

(Well, I'm not losing either, and I'm sure there's nothing particularly wrong with that)

Ray thinks and moves toward the gathering of the wizards.

The first thing I noticed about Ray like that was a wizard in his twenties or so talking to his buddies in the nearest vicinity.

"Huh? That's a deep red, isn't it? Why are you here?

To the words, the others who were around the man also turn their strange gaze to Ray.

Most of all, even with a strange gaze, there is no color of disgust or repentance there.

It's not surprising to have a sort of elite sense that a wizard is only a small number of people, and that he is the chosen one, but in Ray's case he is a wizard many... that's why he has done so much credit in recent years as rarely.

Also, naturally, what Ray is like...... if he's a hostile opponent, no one on this scene thought about hostility to Ray more than there was a rumor spread that it would hang lightly in its hands whether it was a nobleman or not.

In the first place, Ray is not seen as a pure wizard, but as a magic warrior.

We know that when we use magic, we basically need something called chanting, and naturally, even in hostility to Ray the Magic Warrior, we are attacked by being approached while he is chanting.

In the meantime, two figures eventually approach Ray.

Whatever the difference between Dwarves and humans, they're both tough... and Ray soon found out that they look like craftsmen.

"Oh, you're Ray."

"Yeah, but?

"... I hear you can use dirt magic fairly extensively, is that true?

Takeshi.

The people around me flatter the words of Dwarf, who has spoken to Ray.

I guess it was hard to believe that Ray, who is said to specialize in the magic of fire, is actually quite skilled in earthly magic as well...

Or because you didn't want to believe it?

In fact, Ray is the other wizards… a wizard specialized in flames, as other than those who gather some information about Ray thought.

But Ray had the means to cover it up.

Means, Death Size created by Warcraft.

"Oh, there's no reason for the magic of flames. Plus, there's only so much magic to use."

Ray's mouth that there is limited magic available subtly exhales those around him in relief.

The fact that a wizard of enough to have an alias is a little more skillful than ourselves even with a different magic than that alias... No, it was a matter of considerable anxiety, and it's not strange to have envy or jealousy.

Most people are jealous when it comes to having aliases.

"How much, exactly?

"Right...... you see that rubble over there?

That said, what Ray showed was the rubble about fifty meters away.

"Oh."

"You can raise or lower the ground around me, about the size of my chest, ranging from here to where that debris is"

"Well, you're in there."

Dwarf man snorts as impressed by Ray's words.

In fact, that range of magic effects doesn't mean it protrudes like the flaming magic Ray uses, but it still had above-average effects enough.

And most importantly...

"And I'm not proud of it, but it's a lot of magic. That's not so much that it's perfectly fine to continue the same magic for a few hours."

All those who were listening to Ray give a startling look to the words that came out of his mouth.

Naturally. Because if you're normal, it's not surprising that if you use that much magic several times in a row, you drain a lot of magic, you lose magic, and you lose consciousness.

Neither did the two craftsmen who asked Ray that it was once a day...... but I guess I could only use it a few times a day, so I thought.

But if it can be used again and again, that is definitely what makes the progress of the additions considerably faster.

"Is that true?

"Yeah. But only by my skill can I move it around my chest. I can't move any further."

"... I see. You need to dig deeper to build the foundation of the wall... well, it's very helpful to be able to get into a situation that's been dug from the start, even if it's about your chest. Can I see it for now? Right..."

Once the word is stopped, the Dwarf artisan turns his gaze around and opens his mouth.

"I need you to flatten the ground around here for now. It's been quite a while since the guilds were made. The ground is really rough over the course of time. Even if we're going to build a building, the ground should be flat."

"Okay. … then why don't we just do it?"

Nodding at Dwarf's words, Ray pierces the ground with a death-sized stone poke taken out of Mystering and activates his skills.

"Terrain manipulation"

With that word, a radius of fifty meters is flattened around the ray as imagined by the ray.

Surprised first by the magic used without those who seemed interested to see what magic Ray would use nearby or the chant of a spell, followed by the slight movement of the ground he was treading on.

That's how a few seconds went by...... if you notice, the place with a radius of fifty meters around the ray was flat on the ground.

(What do you think since we did it, even if we even the ground like this now, we're going to have a lot of people going through here or moving around with heavy baggage because we're going to build more guilds... doesn't that make even sense?

Even if I tilt my neck and think of it like that, I'll just stop snorting and falling when I'm on the move for now, or I'll just stop draining my strength senseless due to subtle up-down.

"Ooh......"

All those around them raise their dismay at Ray for letting him do such an act in an instant.

What we have here are earthly magic and earthly spiritual magic… a few of them are capable of moving the soil with their skills, but they are like experts on the earth to say anyway.

Even in the eyes of such people, what Ray has just done is astonishing.

Of course there are those who can do something similar to this, but still, like Ray said, it doesn't make sense to go on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on, and it's hard to snort confidently if you ask me if I can even the ground and this beautifully.

"Well, here's the thing. Are you satisfied?

"Oh, enough.... didn't this come up with the need to review the process somewhat?

A Dwarf man asks a colleague next door.

The man who hears it snorts back with a small grin on his mouth.

"Oh. This is a delightful miscalculation.... but even if we put the wall process forward here, can we get the materials or something in time?

"... I wonder. I see some leeway... but I'll tell you to make it as hasty as possible"

"Do that. Tell the lord to raise the report from above."

Is that all that important?

It was a ray that I questioned for a moment, but the fact that it has sunk from the beginning, even for about a metre, means a great deal in the construction of additional walls.

Of course, given the subsequent processing, it doesn't mean that everything will be resolved by Ray alone… Still, for those entrusted with this construction, it is close to the gospel.

In this construction, the sooner it finishes, the better the amount of salary will also rise, and then there will be considerable preferential treatment for those living in the Guild.

... Naturally, no matter how quickly it was done, it would be inadmissible if it was a piece of work... On the contrary, it was the first to be explained that it could also be guilty.

Given the circumstances around it, building solid and stubborn walls as quickly as possible is the top priority.

"Whatever, we largely now know about the ground thing.... I'll check again, can you do this magic in a row? From what I've seen, he didn't even chant."

"There's no problem around there"

Ray snorts firmly at Dwarf's words.

You must have seen Ray like that and decided he wasn't lying.

Eventually he thinks a little and Dwarf opens his mouth so that everyone on the spot can hear him.

"Look, listen carefully! Ray digs the hole first in order to quickly and reliably proceed with the construction. They can only dig that far in Ray's case, so let the others do the rest! Ok!?

He sounds like a dwarf craftsman, and his voice sounds a lot around him.

"However, while Ray is using his magic, it doesn't make sense to have time, so each squad follows the instructions of the craftsmen on the spot to get on with their work to the extent they can't force it!

It reached the ears of all the wizards and spiritual wizards gathering.

The gaze of such men toward Ray came in a variety of colors.

Appreciation, jealousy, interest.

The main ones were these three, but some others, albeit a few, are turning their gaze of hatred.

And it was only natural for Ray to notice someone coming at him like that...

(Why are you hating me so much?

I don't know why I'm so hated, and Ray questions it.

Of course, Ray doesn't think of anything as easy as saying that he's not resented by anyone.

There are people, people who don't care what they do, or people who go from jealousy to ugly behavior towards successful people.

A good example of this would be Bornter, who previously tried to take ceto and magic items from Ray...... a previous meeting of the Azot Chamber of Commerce.

However, even if Ray is seen with such eyes, he does not have any particular behavior.

If you're just looking at yourself, it's because you think there's nothing particularly wrong with you.

… However, if I move to any action, I intend to behave accordingly.

Either way, those who can each use earthly magic and earthly spiritual magic, including Ray, or those who can use their earth-related skills, each head to the place indicated.

"Bye, Ray. Good luck."

Marina, divided into this group, calls Ray that way and then moves on, and Firma doesn't call either, but she waves gently to say hello and then leaves.

"Bye, Ray. You, too."

"Oh, I know"

Its area is vast only for the guilds, which extend to an increase of 50% of the current situation.

It will take time to sink the ground to surround that much of the earth, even with the skills of Ray - Death Size to be exact.

It was honest to me that if I tried to be the craftsmen entrusted with the construction of the wall, I would want the unexpected force of Ray to work as hard as possible, but I also knew that it would be dangerous to force him to do too much with it.

I didn't fully understand the Dwarf feeling I've been calling, but when Ray answers that he's still short and okay, he starts moving quickly.

Those desperate to carry rubble were busy following Ray like that, but still staring.

Even those who don't know much about Ray see Ray storing huge debris in his mistering.

He also sees a sight that evens the ground extensively with terrain manipulation.

More than that, I really couldn't imitate ignoring Ray.

Some of them expect that to happen, wondering what they will show us next.

I'm not the entertainer.

While feeling that gaze, Ray growls so in sigh.

In the first place, we decide that there will be no problem compared to the gaze of hatred from the wizards earlier, and we head straight to where we were first instructed.

There, artisans and wizards point their gaze at Ray with anticipation.

"Well, it's quick, but how do I do that?

"... look. There's a line over there, isn't there?

The artisan words that were on the spot, Ray nods.

Though quite thick there, the line is drawn.

"That's where we build the wall. Let me sink the ground with some leeway around that perimeter.... Can you do that?

Ray smiled confidently at the craftsman who told him so.