Shut-in Magician

Until the sun approached, he encouraged him to build strength as he chased after him.

I feel like my eyes have moved for a long time.

We went back to the lakeside tent, saying haha to each other, trying to prepare dinner, and realizing there was a fuss.

The total amount of Ferres' magic was increasing.

I tilt my neck wondering if it would be more in just one day, half a day to be exact.

I was thinking all the time while cooking dinner, putting Ferres to bed first, then sat in the rocking chair trying to do some reading outside, as usual.

So I casually looked at the lake and came up with it.

"... oh well"

Because I touched a high concentration of magic vegetables.

Even humans gain strength when they eat the meat of warcraft. If you become a big guy like a water dragon, you can also have symptoms like too much magic and too much energy.

Now this Lake Cordis has no water dragon carcasses, but the impact remains enormous.

Even warcraft was increasing, and there were many magic vegetarian eating slimes.

It must have also been absorbed by Ferres, who swimmed and played.

It's an enviable story to say it's efficient because it only adds up in about half a day.

Even though there are no more humans.

"But could it be bad..."

Can the water that the magic vegetables have melted into remain like this?

We haven't poured a lot into the lower basin yet, but it's time for more snow to break out of the mountains up there. That would increase the amount of water.

"There's a lot of snow this year, so if you have a lot of water, you might have trouble in the lower basin."

In the lower basin. If something happens again in large numbers, I'm in trouble, and it's not good to be able to accumulate magic vegetables.

Because whatever it takes, it could be capable of being like an underground labyrinth.

I wish I could manage it like an underground labyrinth in the territory of the Oscarius peripheral uncle, but if I fail, I can't even see it.

After a few thoughts, Siu stood by the lake.

"If there's an anomaly, you can undo it, and you'd rather do it than not do it"

I made an excuse for no one and surrounded the water in the lake with a space wall.

It leaves the minimum amount that seems necessary, but the water level is clearly decreasing.

I threw that into the vault.

For a moment, I thought about making a note of it as demonic bare water, but it seemed kind of suspicious and strange, simply making it the water of Lake Cordis.

The next morning, Ferres also seemed to have just noticed, tilting his neck firmly and looking up at Siu.

"Mi?

Isn't that strange? He seemed to say.

"You know, a wand without falling is the one. More than that, don't you want to take a look at the bottom of the lake?

"Nyah!"

I said! And I got my tail up happy.

As it was, he walked on the ground still with water and air, and the place that became like a cliff along the way took Ferres down and proceeded to near the bottom of the lake.

There was a build-up of water at the bottom, and the gushing water and the water flowing from the mountains created movement and swayed.

"Beautiful. Ah, Ferres, swim and come."

Saying it was only a little bit because he didn't have time, Siu looked at the bottom of the lake, which was well visible in the morning sun.

It was another different view from seeing it directly in the water, and it seemed like it could be viewed forever.

Even so, there was no way I could have a long view, and there was a school, so I hurried to start looking around.

In the end, it's going to take about seven days for the water to build up in the lake, and I'm worried about the aquatic plants drying up in the meantime.

I was wondering what to do, and I came up with something.

Make a box of space walls and place it over the lake, transferring alpine snow into it.

Furthermore, we decided to reflect and photograph the color of the sky in order to camouflage the space walls that floated above us because we did not know who would find them. I wish I could transmit it, but I don't know because I've never stuck it around here and thought about it.

Then I drilled a hole in the bottom of the space wall.

While adjusting, let it descend like rain dew before stopping once.

And then if I move out every hour like a sprinkler, I'm all hairy, but I can't use time magic.

I had no choice but to adjust the hole and let it descend all day. Either way it was always soaked in water, so it would be okay if it kept raining.

You may think it's strange because it only rains on Lake Cordis beside you, but I've confirmed that people rarely come, so fine.

After returning to the house with the transfer, he hurried to purify and change into his uniform and ran to school.

Ferres tries to get on himself, but riding by the general public is basically forbidden in the Wang Dynasty. Especially when it comes to running.

If it's true, it's not a good idea to run the horseman alone, but I'm allowed to run with a kid in a magic school uniform with tacit understandings.

Even when I slipped into school, the gatekeeper said, "I'm glad you're not late! Ask the housekeeper to ride the beast. Hey, take him to the beast house," he gets kindly.

It seemed to sweeten me up for a magic school student.

Full guesswork began with the Attack Department class that day.

Have we put it into practice? Shoot a moving target using each person's good magic. This is the principle of using magic.

In the Department of Tactics and Tactics, you will learn how to fight itself, so you may use a weapon you are good at, and you will learn how to apply it in combination with magic. The Department of Magic Practice learns how to use magic in general.

There seems to be a reason to go out of your way to do classes separately, and there seems to be a purpose to develop each area of expertise for you.

Of course, for those reasons, there's a defense department. Even though wizards have many rear guard types, I guess this is how I find them because each one of them is different in their specialty.

"I've had a hard time in my spare time, mostly when I'm in attack class."

With that said, Rigdor worked as an adjunct to the teacher. I'm offering myself because I don't like my free time. That's the real deal for him, but the teacher's rating is actually high.

The nature of taking the initiative and trying to do something in this way is treasured no matter what your position.

Hopefully, it would be good to grasp and analyze the offensive magic of other students, like Alice in the tour group as well, but the heck of it would be character.

Siu attends every class, but seemed to think he was cleverly poor. One reason is that there are many uses that you don't force without using flashy magic. I don't want to stand out on that, so I don't like the expression out of hand, but it really gets plain when I use it to match my ability to be level one.

Ligdor, who is considered to be a plain member of the same, was doing the job of building dirt walls and fixing them.

"But every time, it's amazing to make dirt walls."

Antony finished the attack and spoke up to Rigdor, who was even fixing the dirt wall.

"It got a lot easier when I got used to it. Thanks to Siu, too."

Rigdor told me the story, and Siu laughed a little smelly, then gave it back.

"Really? But I'm practicing and practicing, Rig, so I think it's a gift of effort."

"Oh, really?

"So, really, that's the rig."

Antony brought tea in from the side. Rigdor replied, uh, stubbornly, laughing at the garlic.

"More than that, Tony, you're getting to use water shooting magic!

"Yeah. But it still works. It only hits 30%."

I sighed and sat on the spot.

Since we started shooting at moving targets, we've all been trampled. It's hard to increase your chances of winning.

Rigdoll was fixing the wall that collapsed every time it failed.

Matt is throwing a mass of dirt with his own magic.

"I want aggressiveness like Leon, Viktor, and Argeo."

"Yeah, hey."

Siu also said what he had in mind because they were both speaking in sigh.

"I don't have unique attack magic either, and it's tough because it's low in magic power in the first place. So, I kind of came up with something."

"Oh, what?

Rigdor seemed to be interested in getting on, and he looked at me.

"I wonder if I should call it a bullet bow, with a bow-like mechanism. I use balls, not arrows."

I didn't seem to know very well and was tilted in the neck.

"When it's a bow and arrow, I use both hands, and the arrow wear is surprisingly large. I'm trying to save money and turn it into balls."

"I mean, in a bow-like fashion, you get balls out without arrows?

"Yes."

What Siu thinks is not the same as a western bow gun like a crossbow. I might say it's close to guns, but I have a strong perception of tools to kill people and I don't want to make them as guns.

So I wanted to incorporate safety devices to avoid killing people and make them.

And I'm thinking about a magic ceremony that doesn't seem to have any problems using even a small amount of magic.

Either that or the 'safety device' is taking a while.

How can we distinguish between warcraft and men? What should be done with the materials of the balls that become consumables?

Classes were sometime over when I slowly explained things like that.

The lunch break has always been between Rigdor and me about the story.

I was intrigued at first. Antony got tired of it, too, or was frightened, and left early. He seems to be able to get a job at his parents' house these days, and he is not as pressed as Rigdor because he has changed direction so that he can use his magic studies for business.

So the matter was decided to be done by Rigdor and me.