Magi Craft Meister

Memories of when I was attentive.

My mother was like a doll.

Minimum required...... no, I only speak words below that, and it works slowly. But I was nice to Golbert.

I turned it into a border when it did.

No, it's not 'one time'. Since the day the man named my father arrived.

"Devini an Scavo". The man named his father hung 'magic' with such chants on his mother.

Since then, my mother has become an emotional person. Words spoke normally, and motions became the same as others.

A man named his father...... no, the man named 'Lardus' looked at me and seemed to smile just a little.

Father Lardus recently disappeared from the Date settlement, where our mother and son live, but has since shown up about once a year.

When it comes to me, nothing changes.

No, for my mother to be normal, I was happy.

At one point, I felt like there was someone else in me.

"Omae ha daleda?

I asked, but there was no reply, and after less than a month I stopped worrying, and after less than a year my consciousness seemed to have gone somewhere.

Instead, he seemed to suddenly cross his head. In fact, I could almost understand the contents of the book I read. A toddler with a real age of 15 years and a appearance of 5 years or so is.

"You're pulling my blood, you're growing slower."

One time, my visiting father said that.

Sure, my father looked youthful, even though my mother said she was old enough.

"Early childhood would be roughly three times longer than normal humans. If it grows, it should have a life span of four to five times."

The information from my father was just the gospel to me.

I used my spare time to build up my knowledge.

There are also many old books in the settlement that read them from one end and make knowledge their own. On the other hand, I tried to repair the golems and magic guides that were in the settlement as a practice.

"This is handy, thank you, Golbert."

My mother was delighted,

"... what's the point of delaying the collapse? In the end, it's the same place to go. Then you shouldn't waste it."

The chief of the settlement was negative about what I did.

But I don't care if it's that long, I can look into the golem, fix it... and create a new one.

The people in the settlement start to see me like that, half in awe, half in disgust.

I realized I was special.

Long life. Memory. Understanding.

And by the time his appearance was ten years old, he was also equipped with about two adults there.

"You're still my son"

My father Lardus, who shows his face every year, said that.

And he started teaching me a little bit of knowledge that I didn't even know.

At one point or another, "gravita" taught me gravitational magic. This was great.

If handled well, you might be able to fly. I was drunk and crazy about omnipotence.

Once again, "Divieniunschiavo" (Devini an Scavo)...... "Slave Magic" was also taught. This is the magic my mother used to hang, and she was acting like a doll because of it.

With my father releasing it, it would mean that my mother was back to normal. I've never respected my father as much as I did at this time.

Then a month later, my father took me around the North.

Other than the region known as Newell, people lived there.

In an area where I don't know if it's a country or a region called Fuso, my father left me.

"I have nothing more to teach you."

Leave it at that. Some parents were kidding.

In Fuso, I got my daily food by fixing the golem and the magic gear. This was effective at the same time in increasing my knowledge and enhancing my skills.

In the process, I was convinced that I had the best technology in the world. With this technology, I realize I can give him back that madly imprisoned Date settlement.

I was delighted, dotted with settlements called Mathiha, Zeoko, Lekai and Mehira.

Wherever I went, my knowledge and skill were excellent and I was appreciated and respected for repairing my immobilized magic guide.

But the town of Nade was different.

A guy like "Magus" was respected. along with a guy called 'Nidowzin'.

Whatever it is, it repaired the relic of Sage (Magus) beautifully.

They showed it to me, but it was definitely a precision machine. I was interested in the nidowzine. At the same time, a confrontation arose as to whether it was something to lose.

Indeed, the guy named 'Sage (Mags)' feels like the same person in most of Newell who was called 'The Devil' and hated and despised.

I wondered if that meant that if I changed my position, my ratings would change.

It was me who managed to get back to my hometown of Date, but I was uncomfortable, so I decided to go on a journey. There was no untrained in the settlements and such.

Slowly moving from town to town, I deepened my knowledge.

Travelling to a country like Mitsuho broke a little bone, but my strength didn't cause me any problems.

And in Mitsuho, "Nidojin" is respected with "Sage (Magus)" as "Magic Engineer" Magicraft Jazz.

Indeed, Mitsuho's life is helped by magic guides and magic guides (Magi machines). Surprisingly, few people can use magic. Now you will have to rely on tools and machines.

And it's perfectly natural for those people to respect technicians.

I was over the age of 160 at some point when I went out to the Shawlo Empire once, then toured the countries, and came to the Shawlo Empire again. But the appearance is about thirty years old where humans are.

My father used to say, about five times longevity doesn't seem like a lie.

But because of that long life span, only one thing left me with a heart.

'Nidowzin' was lost at some point because of the accumulation of knowledge while stopping by. I bit my umbilical cord. I wonder what you have burned up a sense of confrontation and increased your knowledge for.

What I saw was a "school" created on the floating island of Avalon, made of the liver of "Nidowzin".

There, it seemed possible to know how many 'nidozines' were.

Admission to 'school' was very difficult, but with my strength it would have been easy.

I became a resident of Avalon in the sunshine and was able to enroll in the school.

Let's get this straight. I was a frog in the well.

The content taught in "Schools" is of a different level from that of the general public. It was too different.

I enrolled for about three years and learned, but the more I learned, the more I thought about the awesomeness of 'Nidowzin'.

It was the first setback I ever knew.

One day I had a chance to see the structure of the golem that 'Nidowzin' made it. Maintenance was just around the corner.

I looked up to heaven.

Human-like structures, strengths that could possibly be over-specs, and multiple security measures applied.

The golem I've seen so far looked like a kid.

Then a few days later, I pulled a cage.

I had a terrible headache.

I'm unconscious, and...

It had been four days since I fell asleep when I realized it.

I was hungry, but my head was unusually clear.

I thought I'd forgotten.

No, someone who was pushing into the depths of his spirit may have surfaced.

It seems that my previous life was somehow 'spiritual'.

I didn't rely on matter, I was doing everything with the power of my will alone.

"Material civilization is evil". Words that were said in the abandoned hometown come back to mind.

"Well, you know what?"

Words speak unexpectedly.

A world not dependent on matter. A world where you can do anything with just the spirit. Reproduce it on this planet.

It must destroy civilization and life once and for all.

Because the spirit freed from the temple of flesh should be able to go higher.

For the well-being of all life, destroy all life.

That's my goal.

To do this, we'll use whatever we can. It is not preferable, but neither the magic guide nor the magic guide (Magi machine).

Come on, it's the beginning of salvation.