Living in different worlds (no chanter) - The Yufuwa Talent Dispatch Life of the Regenerating Wizard

It's been about two weeks since I decided to get engaged to Laura Sleira, a former military researcher.

The two of them are as good as they are, repeating their dates without opening three days.

She's got quite a lot of body touches, isn't she the anxiety of the military stream?

My heart is also dragged by my current body, and I'm thrilled because I'm not old enough.

Well, I'm first married, too, and I can't help it.

And Laura, such a fiancée, apparently lost her demon in the war.

I can't use magic without a demon.

The fact that a wizard can't use magic is a big deal.

I guess that's not all they got for being a soldier, but it's simply super inconvenient.

If I go to the bathroom, do you want to flush the water down the toilet?

Can't you light up the dark?

Strike a stone to light a fire?

Use a pen to write letters?

Impossible, too inconvenient.

You're going to die.

So I asked, "Shall I cure you?".

But the word I returned was "wait a minute".

"There's one evil thing. There's wax."

That's what she said, she laughed invincibly.

Demons, that's an organ for animals to collect magic vegetables.

Unlike a lung that takes air out of its mouth, the demon takes in the magic vegetables drifting there directly and takes them in and stores them as much as it can tolerate.

And when the animal goes through some years, the demon degenerates and crystallizes, creating something like a soft stone inside.

This is the Demonic Crystal, an energy resource that is no longer indispensable in today's human society.

"If you force yourself to change even the outer shell of that demonic crystal into a magic vegetable, you'll lose your storage destination. That's the end of the wizard."

"I don't mind the lecture anymore, whether the demon can really heal you better than that. Try it fast."

This uncle, who rushes me, is the status wizard of 'The Trusted Muscle' that Mr. Laura has called from the King's Capital.

I mean, the wizard who lost his demon, he's a helpful man to end it.

He was also part of Laura's evil crush.

Then I'll open my stomach.

"Oh."

Quickly cut open Laura's belly, who had let her sleep magic she had just learned at school go to sleep earlier.

Float the bleeding blood into a sphere with water magic to ensure vision.

The only thing that was in the place where the rectus abdominis and fat were drawn, the colon was moved away (...), and the demon was supposed to be was the black numb wreckage.

"Confirmed, no demons"

"Okay, then."

I cast regenerative magic on her.

If their regenerative magic is a desklight, my regenerative magic is a spaceship laser beam.

In an instant the meat rises from the ground up and the pink demon regenerates.

"Confirmed playback"

"Close"

When I let go of the hand I was suppressing and closed my belly, there was no more scar there.

I'll get the spilled blood back out of her elbow veins, and all I have to do is wait for her eyes to wake up.

"It's hard to believe by the look of it, but it really brought back the demon. Even with my appraisal magic, the magic returns to Major Sleira in traces."

"Good for you."

The two men surround the table, drink the tea that Laura's servant, Mion, let me in and wait.

It started about two weeks ago, right after Laura and I decided to get engaged.

With a serious face on her face, she told me to spend hours rolling over that the regeneration of the demon was so special skill (rare skill) that it was not a ratio of status magic.

And talk about the difficulties that will await me in the future for that matter.

Blah, I was pretty freaked out.

I thought it would be an extension of regenerative magic wherever I went, so I was optimistic.

Honestly, I hadn't even stopped to think it was natural to regenerate the demon.

Fear of the blue sky thunderbolt has shown me three ways to deal with it.

One, the path of entering the army and living as a demon regenerator.

Another way to live in secrecy with demonic regeneration.

And at the end of the day, we're going to be releasing demonic regeneration exclusively.

Blah, blah, blah. There was only one path to choose from.

I'm sorry about joining the army.

I can't even hide it.

Because a good number of people at school know that I cured my demons.

There's no way you're not gonna find out.

Laura tells me that there are many ways out of this for me to release my powers to my veteran opponents.

I'm just getting ready for that right now.

My uncle in front of me is on the Wang Metropolitan side who came to determine if I really have that power.

"You don't have to look so worried. Leave the future to the King's Army headquarters and the Lord's fiancée."

"Huh."

"The loss of the demon is now used by most humans as a convenience when they leave the army. Regardless if the playback itself is reproducible as a technology, if it can only be done by the Lord, the profits to be published are unlimited and thin"

"But aren't you happy for the military that more people can fight if their demons heal?

My uncle rubbed his forehead and sighed.

"Loss of a demon is not that easy. Most things can't withstand the depleting pain of magic, and they can't keep using magic that far."

"Really?"

"What's more, most people die of the pain of losing their demons. Only a true soldier can survive like Major Sleira."

"Oh, wow."

"Come on, you can light it up."

I heard voices from the side of the bed.

Laura, who lived the light at her fingertips, sat clad on the bed.

"I really didn't expect the demon to recover."

Saying, Mr. Laura moves endlessly through the light at her fingertips, drawing a magic formation in the air.

From a magical formation that glowed strongly for a moment, it was with yellow tobacco that I fell pounding.

When she clasped her fingers with her pussy, the tobacco tip caught fire.

As she inhales the smoke with a pleasant heart and spits it out against the window, now the magic of the wind carries it outdoors.

All magic travel is terribly efficient and endlessly smooth.

Is this the strength of the samurai?

"Thank you, Mr. Sawadi. I'm so glad my fiancée is you."

With that said, Laura spreads her arms and flies the wink as if she were asking me to hug her.

No, I'm looking at Osama.

"Do that later."

"That's impeccable, Sir Qualis. The love of a young man takes precedence over everything."

"It's a poison to the old man's eyes. Better than that, as arranged in advance, okay? The treatment is here, one by one with patience, the proof is a medal, the consideration is…"

"A loan to an ex-military (...), I can't run out of money"

I get 100 gold coins from Laura every time I heal one of them.

It seems that her monthly pension is just about that.

It wasn't Dada or insanity that told me to 'feed you' when I got engaged.

How much kung fu are you giving this guy?

"Is that okay with you, too?

"I don't mind."

"Uhm."

The last time my uncle checked with me, he left early.

I'm still a soldier, standing and dancing is the coolest thing.

Look at the bed.

Under us (...) the military men were opening their hands, closing their eyes, and sticking their lips out at me.