Legend

"Wow... it's still hot this morning. If only the clouds worked a little harder, it would help even this way."

Ray groans as he looks up into the sky.

One cloud non-existent blue sky seemed high, high and even high everywhere.

The sun floats in such a blue sky, claiming itself just to say if this is still the case.

That's what makes me appear so silent when I'm the star in the skies this summer.

Most importantly, Ray is wearing a dragon robe that has the effect of simple air conditioning, so it's quite different compared to other people who do the job... No, that's why the working environment is so different from heaven and hell.

"That's all it is.... What's the matter? The heat won't help."

It wasn't the dark elf marina...... it was the elf fielda that returned that word to Ray's whining.

Last night we celebrated our first reunion in a long time at the wheat pavilion at dusk and made quite a lot of fun noise.

Vihera, who at first had some thoughts about Firma, has also had quite a good relationship since she found out that the feelings Firma has for Ray are not those directed at the opposite sex, but at her friends.

"Can't you do something with spiritual magic? If we keep this up, there's gonna be guys out there who can't move in the heat, okay?

"I can't. My magic alone won't catch up to me when I'm going to do something about all this breadth with spiritual magic. And Master Marina... right?

"Unfortunately, you will."

With her gaze pointed at Firma, Marina tells her so with a grin that she hasn't scratched one sweat in spite of this heat.

What Marina was doing could easily have been predicted by Firma.

He said he's using the Spirit Magic of the Wind to make it an awesome space just around him.

"Dear Marina... just myself..."

Ray leans his neck strangely and opens his mouth to Firma, who tells him dissatisfied.

"If I envy the situation at the marina, shouldn't Firma do the same?

"I can't."

To Ray's doubts, Firma instantly shook her head sideways.

"When it comes to me and Marina, the spiritual magic skill itself is very different. And the magic I have… I think if I did the same thing as Marina, I wouldn't have enough magic at work today"

To Firma's explanation, Ray nods back like that for now.

For Ray, who has enormous magic power, he has hardly experienced it.

Ray's trump card, the Red Armor of the Flaming Emperor, consumes a lot of magic, but it still drains so much magic that it has never been experienced before.

I guess I understood how Ray felt like that. Firma sighs and turns an enviable glance at Ray and Marina.

"A talented person..."

"Lord Ray, Lord Ray, Lord Ray!

One old man approaches Ray as he interrupts such a Firma word.

I don't know who that is... if I remember yesterday, I could understand Ray right away as well.

And on Ray's face, I get a disgusting look.

Ray's...... I guess that old man who saw Death Size skills up close had a strong interest in Ray.

Even yesterday at the break he approached Ray and tried to talk to him about things, and even after work he tried to speak up to Ray.

Yesterday I ended up pulling back a lot along the way because I understood that my perseverance was still not often thought of by Ray... but when the date changed, the thought also reset, coming straight towards Ray.

"Uh... you're pretty good even though a lot of guys are getting hit by the heat in the morning"

"You and others behave... call me Martz"

"No, no other behavior, nothing, you and I just met yesterday. What makes you feel so comfortable?... Well, I don't care enough to call you by name"

Old man...... To Martz's words, Ray returns those words with a subtly unpleasant look.

"Oh, thank you.... So, right? I'd like you to join me today as Lord Ray's assistant, what do you think?

Ray wonders what's wrong with Martz, who makes his eyes shimmer and asks him that.

The tone he talks to me doesn't make him look like an old man when we first met, and he feels somewhere young.

Is that the presence of Ray… inspired by curiosity and the consequent rejuvenation of feelings, or was it originally in this tone that tone was used to produce majesty?

I don't know what's going on around there, but as for the lay that deals with it, this tone is definitely easier to deal with.

It was obvious to Ray, given one thing yesterday, what Martz had said about this with a view to it.

I guess the terrain manipulation skills Ray used with Death Size in his hand touched the harp wire for Martz.

According to what Ray told Marina yesterday after work, Martz was a soil magic user… and a person whose name is quite well known as a researcher.

For such a maltz, Ray's used terrain manipulation skills seemed shocking in a variety of ways.

I've been following Ray since yesterday and he was acting like it's no surprise he was described as...

But fortunately for Ray, unfortunately for Martz, Martz had been properly assigned his place.

There's no way I'm leaving the area of responsibility from day one, I've been approaching Ray since my break and work...

"What happened to the place in charge?

"Oh, I left you to finish within last night."

"... last night?

Ray looks at Martz again in those words, which he lightly tells.

It's not particularly odd that the robe you're wearing hasn't changed from yesterday, but I guess it's not Ray's fault that you see tiredness in your body.

"You, could you have been here since yesterday?

"No, I went away a little bit because I have a lot to use..."

"No, rest tighter."

As expected... or more than expected response, Ray squeals so powerlessly.

I'm not convinced that even when I work all night, it doesn't look like I've drained my magic just because Martz has a higher degree of magic than a normal human being.

No matter how high the magic was, if it was as enormous as Ray's, it was still a little unusual for a normal wizard to keep using magic all night and still be this healthy.

But the secret will soon come to light.

"Hey, who's throwing an empty bottle of potion out here! Besides... this is a potion to restore magic! The construction has just begun. I'm gonna use it now!

Artisan voices echo around.

And Ray, Marina and Firma, the three of them, were staring at Martz.

Because I understand. who used that potion.

"Martz... you..."

"Oh, I saw Lord Ray come, so follow me."

Ray doubts Martz, who for some reason doesn't look bad at all.

"What happened to that potion?

"What's wrong?

"Isn't that the guy Gilm prepared for use in this construction?

If that's the case, you'll be blamed for everything.

To Ray, who goes on to say that, Martz shook his neck to the side and denied it.

"No. Of course this is a substitute for myself. This is what I have for you when you take this job."

"... hey, what's the point of asking now, but why are you in a different tone from when you first started?

"Tone, is it? I guess it's because I still want to ask Lord Ray to teach me a lot. I don't know if it's a great tone to ask for a lesson."

Hearing the words, Ray was just a little but surprised.

The same goes for changing the tone to ask the younger self to teach, but thinking about the area well and doing so.

Considering that Martz is probably showing that he's so serious, there's also the matter of potions that restore magic, and there's no longer a choice to say no here.

Now if you were the kind of person to behave in a transverse way, you could also cut Ray off lightly - not in a physical sense.

"Uh... right. You're sure you're done with Multz's work already, aren't you?

"Yes. Definitely about that"

"... ok. Well, I don't mean to tell you anything in particular, but if you want to follow me, that's fine."

"Really! Thank you."

A deep thank you to Ray, Martz leaves right in front of Ray to prepare something.

"Are you sure?

Marina asks against Ray like that, but Ray nods back that he has no problem.

"I'm not telling you anything about my secret, I'm just watching, and you're not gonna have a problem with it."

"Really?

"Oh. I'm not going to do anything from this side.... if he understands something based on how I'm doing, that's fine."

Firma, who was listening to Ray and Marina's conversation, was pointing to Ray in a slightly surprising manner.

"Heh, that's a lot of forgiveness. I thought it was gonna hit harder."

"... right, if we could have come at a higher pressure, we would have dealt with that too. If it's going to be that way, I'm just going to show it to you, and I don't mind."

That's how Ray and Marina, Firma are talking, and I guess they eventually ran errands, and Martz comes towards the Rays.

"Thank you for waiting."

"No, it didn't take that long, and don't worry about it.... Then I'll take Martz. You're gonna have a lot of trouble today, too, but good luck."

Only two people who specialize in spiritual magic are expected to produce solid ground as an underwall treatment that is now underway, if not as much as a ray.

No, compared to a restricted ray called Ning Ro Yi m, it can be said that such an unrestricted marina is more to be expected than a ray in some respects.

Most importantly, unlike Ray, there is a limit on the number of times because of the magic.

Yeah, you too.

Exchanging words lightly, Ray and Martz, Marina and Firma each head to their place of responsibility.

"Well, shall we go?"

When Martz tells Ray that, Ray nods at it too and heads to where he last used his terrain manipulation skills yesterday.

"Whoa, are you here? I've been waiting for you!

It was the artisan man entrusted with this place who told him gladly to see such a ray.

But he gets a strange look at Martz behind Ray and opens his mouth.

"Hey, dude. What happened to your grandfather? He was a wizard, wasn't he?

Martz was the oldest of these earthly wizards, and I guess that's why the artisan man also remembered him.

"Oh, they're turning around with me because I've finished everything for today.... We talked about being out of work, and it's not a problem, right?

"Hmm... well, if you're out of work, come on, I can't say anything."

If you're out of work, and. Artisan men don't speak any more.

If the mouth alone also meant that the job wasn't actually done, Martz would be punished in some way later.

(Most…)

Looking at the craftsman, Ray turns his gaze to Martz, who is next to him.

I don't see any reason to imitate that...... while being a maltz with an extraordinary curiosity about myself and Death Size, I don't find it surprising to imitate that.

"Anyway, I figured that one out. Whatever it is, it's quick and bad, but you need to get to work. It's going to be hot today, and I want to keep it going as long as I can in the cool of the morning."

"Okay, then hurry up.... I'll check it out for once, but all we have to do is lower the digged areas on the ground there, right?

It must have been done magically during yesterday. Ray asks, looking at a place that is about fifty centimeters long but is shaped to be heavily dug through the ground.

"Oh. If you do, this one will help. When that's over, I'll let the guys over here do the rest.... but it's a tricky piece of magic that once you use it, you can't move the place any further."

"Well, yeah."

While returning the word, Ray takes the death size out of the mistering.

Looking at it, Martz turns his gaze full of expectations... while realizing it, Ray pierces the ground with a death-size stone poke without looking particularly concerned and activates his skills.

"Terrain manipulation!

At the same time that words were emanating from Ray's mouth, the ground turned into the shape Ray had in mind.