Reincarnated as a Villager ~ Strongest Slow-life

I endured a headache and came back home after the harvest.

An hour and a half after being blown away. Saple was still flying the jet.

"... Wally, get me on something precious"

Thanking Takel for staring into the sky with a blurred face.

"... Oh, no, I don't..."

"You don't have to. I can't even stop Sapphire, who has become a vampire. Really, Wally."

I apologize as my brother.

"That said, is that okay, or do you want me to give you a ride? Isn't fuel or something precious?

I don't know about planes. I don't know if fuel is petrol or light oil. But jets eat a lot, right?

"... that's okay. I can't help but leave it..."

"Hmm? What yu mean?

"When I was hoping for Storm Mountain, I added automatic repair."

Uh, yeah. Trying to get on a futuristic submarine in a world of swords and magic. So that's a must.

"I don't know, but so?

If it won't be repaired...... Ah.

"... could it be broken-- no, I can't restore what I consumed, or...?

Takel nodded heavily at my inquiry.

No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.

That's how God intervenes over here.

If you think about it, my junction technique has been intervened. If you are free to use it, there is no scope for use.

"... I think so too..."

"Hmm? So, the submarine, too?

"Oh, no, Storm Mountain is fine. It breaks down the water, it produces electricity, it moves, so as long as there's water, it moves."

What an ecological ride. That's a submarine in the animated world.

"Did you run out of torpedo weaponry?

If not, the future will be decided.

"No, I still do, but if I fight one more fight, it will be gone"

"If there is, it's not a problem. Because I know who I can create. Maybe, but maybe I can make it too."

No, I don't know, look, but torpedoes and missiles and oil would be on the earth. Well, you can't have a program or an electrical or electronic system, but saying so would be nice if you copied it and typed it in.

Besides. I can only use dirt magic in everything. As long as you can imagine (if you know what you're about to do), you can do other magic. Well, it's not as talented as dirt magic.

"Can you lend me your gun for a second?

Okay, so I pulled the gun out of my hip holster and offered it to me.

"I don't know what to say, but don't give me your weapon so easily. At least pull out the bullet and give it to me."

"Oh, no, Bee, I wasn't scared to point the gun at you, and I don't know if it's useless to defy you because you seem to have some cheesy ability, I thought..."

"Well yes, but don't talk about your abilities, even your flesh parents. Be cloudy and deluded. That's your trump card. It's the power to protect you and your loved ones. You can't trust me to tell you everything."

Well, that doesn't mean it's right, but the point is, be prepared with the means. If you don't want to regret it.

"... yes, excuse me..."

He slapped the depressing Takel on his back with consolation, 'Make the next use of it,' and received the gun.

I see and touch and smell the gun I receive from various angles, and when I sensibly know the gun, I flush the magic or try to feel the magic over the gun.

"Can I shoot you?

"Yes, all ammo please"

I got the recognition so I tried shooting all the bullets.

... I see this is the gun...

PowerApart from this, I know the smell of recoil, gunpowder, and movement. Then I can if I have one. If you do it, you can. Don't think. Feel it.

Put the gun on the ground, accompanied by your right hand, and your left hand on the earth.

─ ─ ─ Create!

With that in mind, magical things gather together from the earth in their left hand.

-Yes, I can!

The moment I imagined a gun, a gun was created between the earth and my left hand.

Magic super awesome!