The Last Surviving Alchemist Wants to Live Quietly in the City

It was the morning of a labyrinth city that was no different than usual.

The quiet morning air mixes with the smell of baking bread rising from the bakery, and there are signs of people waking up from the house.

I guess the animals woke up earlier in the yagoo and livestock section and the bait is still ringing.

In a section where many people live, the birds are quiet in the morning to varying degrees, but still many people are awake and active, something that the city can feel breathing.

From the window I opened trying to change the air, whether I was making breakfast or lunch, the fragrant smell of roasting meat or the smell of coffee.

As the sun rises little by little, the city's morning becomes a little more noisy.

The adventurers, willing to make a little more money, rush to the labyrinth with a huge slice of bread that seems likely to hold, with open-air merchants selling smokeballs, exorcism incense and portable food popping open against such adventurers. Some of them handle lower level potions, so you can dive into the labyrinth with lower level potions, even earlier than the labyrinth crusader guards start selling potions.

Retail sales of junior potions started some time after the initial sale was completed. Lower potions are handled by pharmacists who have signed with the Merchant Alliance and delivered more than a certain amount of herbs as ingredients for the potion. Since the wholesale value of the potion, the selling value and the quantity sold are uniformly defined at this stage, the situation where low-grade potions can be bought in the pharmacies that have been used before, although only from the pharmacists, gave the people of the city the peace of mind that potions can be bought at any time, even if they tried from the pharmacists, they did not have to lose previous customers, and they were able to sell smokeballs and incense at the end of the potion.

By the time most open-air merchants open, middle-and-over adventurers who can make steady money will head to the labyrinth. Their aim is an intermediate potion for sale in the labyrinth. The majority of them have healing magic users in their company, but with intermediate potions, they can hunt much more steadily than ever before.

Today, however, it was only a little more noisy than usual, near the entrance to the labyrinth.

"Hey, are you sure? That you can get advanced potions?

"One per person, on a first-come, first-served basis."

"What's the price?

"The big silver one. Shit. I don't have a hand, I need to hurry back to get it."

The face is in the name of 'Test Sales'. But actually.

It was a measure that was devised to minimize casualties in the event of a failed Red Dragon crusade.

"Sieg……, come back safely"

"Of course. Mariela, keep these eyelids."

When Mariela receives her eyelids from Siege, she looks important in her bag. This was given to Sieg by Lynx, something that Sieg cares so much about, along with a dagger he couldn't give back as he borrowed it from Lynx.

This is the 54th level of the labyrinth. It is a hierarchy of caves in the sea where the "Floating Pillars in the Sea" once reigned.

When Zeke said he took his eyelids and looked around with his spiritual eyes, the light of the very small and weak spirits just stood up fuzzy and rare, and not many spirits appeared, as we saw in The Leaked Wood Day.

"The Spirit feeds on the power flowing from the earth's veins. The labyrinth eats and vandalizes it, so it's uncomfortable for the Spirit. This city with its labyrinth is weak and few spirits"

A master who speaks with no one as he softens up the nearby light with his fingers. The Master had previously said, "In the labyrinth, the power of the Spirit is weakened, so it cannot be used." But the likeness of the weak spirits who had not touched the Spirit's eyes supported that explanation.

Most of all, it is difficult to believe that Frazija, the master who can still hear the two names of "Wise Men of Flaming Disaster", has become a helpless woman in the labyrinth even if Spirit Magic cannot be used. I mean, I can't imagine such a master.

When Leonhardt and the others asked me to help, they said, "Weisshardt is more useful." I guess that means that even without spiritual magic, you can use as much magic as Weishardt.

If that master defended Mariela and Mariela herself wanted it to be really necessary, Leonhardt, Weishardt, could not fail to acknowledge Mariela's accompaniment to the 54th tier of the Labyrinth either.

The only other three Mariellas here are Leonhardt, Weishardt and Mitchell and a few other escorts who find out Mariella is an alchemist, with the other members of the Red Dragon Crusade waiting on the 55 tier first.

I didn't come this deep into the labyrinth just to see Siege off with Mariella.

Mariella takes out a piece of magic she drew up with "The Protection of the Ice Essence" and opens it up in front of Zeke to show it.

(Please, protect Sieg)

Mariella can put her magic power into that magic formation.

This is a magical formation that lets the Spirit receive flesh and manifest itself in the world until the magic power it contains is exhausted.

It was "transcribed" by the Master 200 years ago, after Mariela completed the magic formation of temporary death.

The magic formations that give flesh, albeit tentatively first, to the existence of the Spirit are quite advanced, even if they are not as advanced as the magic formations of tentative death. But there is more difficulty than the difficulty of the magic formation itself, and to activate this magic formation, you have to pour in the vast amount of magic that can be enough to receive meat, and even if you can successfully activate it and summon the Spirit, that time is as long as the magic that can be included lasts. I wonder if Mariella's magic might have been applied for a moment, both when she drew the magic formation and when she started it.

The reason Mariela came to this hierarchy was in this time limit.

And not any spirits can manifest themselves. Spirits who are on edge with those who start the magic formation, don't respond unless they are the kind of people who can help you if you call them from time to time.

Mariela had only such spirits who could easily help her whenever she wanted. To Mariella, I guess she even gave me the ring because she was with Sieg, but that's why she would help Sieg.

"Mariela, think about what you want me to do and what you want me to look like."

My master calls out to assist Mariela.

—— I want you to help Sieg. Because there's a scary dragon flying where we're headed, and we're flying braces out of the sky. So if it gets dangerous, I want you to put Sieg on it and get away with it.

Before, in the face of the dreaded Death Lizard, you let me (Mariela) ride away, like that Raptor.

When the image hardened, I felt that the key to opening the door called the Magic Formation had fallen into place.

Mariella relentlessly pours her magic powers into the magic formation, and invites the Spirit, as usual.

Come, Spirit of Fire, Salamander

The ring on Mariella's middle finger twinkles and the magic formation burns up.

Large, large, and enough to look up, the columns emit very strong light, and the outer perimeter is yellow or red, but the center is just white and bright. There must be a terrible energy build-up there. How much temperature does it have?

The heat, however, is not as intense as burning itself, but full of warmth that protects people from demons and beasts in the night forest.

Without altering its calories, the blown fire column shrunk to the point where a person looked up lightly, and there stood a raptor glowing yellow as white as steel heated to a high temperature of over a thousand degrees.

If you look closely, not only the colors, but also the shapes and patterns of the eyes, nail tips, tail tips, etc. are different from the Raptors, and they also look like salamanders turned into Raptors.

It's about a turn bigger than a regular Raptor. That, from Mariela's point of view, looks strong. Mariella manages to smile and see Siege and Salamander, who is finally close to keeping consciousness with the joy of good surgery and rooting magic.

"Thank you for coming, Mr. Salamander! Protect Sieg..."

"Ghhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

Sooner than Mariela finishes, Salamander slips over to Sieg. Swing your tail around like a dog or something, and that's already in a good mood. Because the tail is long, the centrifugal force is dragging me around my head.

"How are you, calm down, how are you?"

Though Siege finally made me grow up, the tip of my tail is still in a good mood and I am very happy to have Siege on it.

When one of the Labyrinth Crusaders approached to saddle him, he was "gawking" his teeth and intimidating him, and he hasn't followed him in a long time.

Though Sieg scolded me and I grew up somewhat, I didn't try to make him touch anything but Sieg, so the saddle was worn by Sieg.

"Lord Sage, what the hell is that?

Weishardt, who was watching away from the summons of Salamander, asks his master.

"Uh, ah (...) and (...) but (...) depict (...) yes (...) (...) It's a magic formation that only lets the spirits receive meat for a certain amount of time, but don't make it that size. You can only call spirits that are related to eating magic, and when the caller you call doesn't have intimidation or dominance, it's like that."

"I see…………………."

Leonhardt, the Weishardt brothers, first sparkled his eyes at the riding beast that appeared out of the flames, but the colors of discouragement floated on his face as he saw it. Most of all, Weishardt doesn't put it on his expression, but when he's alongside Leonhardt, he thinks it's about time that he thinks the same thing, so Weishardt's expression is funny.

“I painted the magic team." So outside, the master's explanation is true.

The Spirit is inherently free to behave like a proper horseman. If you want to get a body of meat or something, you will stay in the mood unless you gain strong control of the surgeon.

When everything in the world is rare and fun, it's like a kitten or puppy that plays at all costs. Whether you can call it a trained adult dog or not depends on the skill of the surgeon.

There is no way that even Sieg, who once blindly followed Mariella, could be able to exercise control over the shards, such as the Spirit, over Mariella. That's why salamanders have manifested themselves in the world in their original, but still stretchy state.

Sieg has a spiritual eye and is unconditionally loved by the spirits, so I guess there's no problem with a salamander that stays wild like this, but it would be a piece of luggage that normal humans can't control.

"Lord Sage, can I use that magic formation?

In response to Weishardt's question, the master replies, "I will tell you when I have a familiar spirit".

That's why Big Book faked the author of the magic team. The Spirit does not lend strength to those who try to use the magic formation, that is, the flesh-received Spirit, like a tool.

Weishardt, who understood the sincerity of the answer, nodded sadly, "I see" again.