The Spearmaster and the Black Cat

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The morning sun illuminates the Mahaheim Mountains, creating a scene in the morning.

Here in Goldiba it was the same.

Reflected light is produced from white buildings like mosques.

The light was shrinking her pupils to the black cat sleeping on the roof.

The morning sun also illuminates on a wide cobblestone with only a few mists remaining.

The morning sun also gradually appeared as the two men who train their spears to dance on that cobblestone.

The Black Cat (Rolodine) was watching the two movements taking place on the cobblestone without moving on the roof, but when the spear meeting developed into a fierce reward, he was dressed to keep his posture low and aim for his prey as if responding to the spear's movements.

You gradually become intolerable, excitedly scattering a pair of red eyes.

He was shaking his lower body and following the movements of the two fiercely struggling men, beginning to shake his little head left and right in rhythm and small pieces, as if watching a tennis ball meeting.

In the eyes of the black cat (Rolodine), did the two people he was training look like rats, and he was trying to jump up and catch them with his strength behind his legs?

But when he realizes he's on the roof, he hurries to change his target and fly to the thin, pointed straw that was at the end of the house. Roll the grass over the roof and play out as you slap the straw on the soles of your feet to bite and hug it as you flip over.

The Black Cat (Rolodine) was exhaling hot with the joy of catching his prey. I get obsessed with playing alone with straw. The Black Cat (Rolodine) seems to have lost interest in the training of the other two.

There was also a girl under the black cat, peeking into the training.

The girl's name is Lefa.

The refa, who was peeking at the training from the shadow of the columns under the roof, doesn't care if the black cat (Rolodine) gets upset and annoyed on the roof. With a serious look that didn't resemble the girl, she kept staring obsessively at the two spears.

But all of a sudden, Refa looks like she came up with it. After stopping his training tour and returning his small heel, he went back inside the cabin.

After a while, Lefa faces out the entrance to the cabin.

A short stick was held in his hand.

I move my little neck so hard, with a thoughtful look that I'm not a teenager, that I just check around.

Refa nodded and ran into the shade behind the cabin.

When the girl behind the cabin firmly grips the stick with her small hands, she turns the stick in the Achilles style and takes the erection of the front eye.

He starts moving the short stick back and forth, left and right, as if to imitate the movements of the two people he was training.

The move was childish and was still an awkward one, but from time to time, I was starting to roll out sharp bars that didn't suit the girl.

Refa desperately trains spears.

Over time, you were satisfied with such a barb of your own, wiping your sweat and making a little laugh on your cheek with a girly poor smile.

Then he went back inside the cabin to hide again, sliding his face out the entrance to the cabin.

You don't want adults to understand that you hid a small stick, Refa checks around carefully and slightly.

Again, when he found out that no one was there, Refa was moving behind the pillar to skip.

Once again, he begins to peek into the spear training taking place in the cobblestone square.

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Phew, it's over. It's over.

We can meet a lot better, but it's still sweet.

Left turn, especially from the stone protrusion, has not yet gained sufficient speed.

I call for a black cat (Lolo) to stay on the roof in the morning sun while reflecting on the training content.

I took the black cat (Rollo) back to the room with me.

Black Cat (Lolo) leaps over the furniture lined with shelves as she enters the room.

They want to secure vision from the top.

I'll take a bath in the morning.

It's a good idea to use the bathhouse, but I need to get ready for firewood, and I'm going to pour hot water into a bucket in the room where I'm sleeping.

After all, it's convenient.

When the water in the bucket accumulates a little, it quickly undresses and becomes completely naked.

I bathe my life magic water from my head as I put my bare feet in the bottom of the barrel. Where the bucket of hot water has accumulated in a good way, stop the magic of life.

Sit in a bucket and soak in hot water.

I wanted to use this magic right after I came to the other world...

With a little stupidity, I washed my face with hot water.

It warmed up, so I stood up on the spot and reached for the shelf.

Take the doughnut-shaped “Gyuza grass” that was there, and pinch the Gyuza grass with your palms so that you can pray to the Great Buddha with your palms together... rub their matching palms up and down each other and repeat the mochi and sandwich to foam.

This grass, it has a similar action to soap.

At first it only looked like grass dough, so I didn't use it, but Master Achilles taught me the other day that "the dirt is going to come off a lot” and since then I have been using it with a high frequency.

I was surprised when I actually used it.

Because the bubbles came out and the dirt fell off while I was looking...

Awww foam.

The bubble bubbles about violet-o.

Looks like grass dumplings grass juice......

How the hell does this grass juice bubble?

I remember seeing trees like this somewhere in the rainforest on Earth.

Do you have any details? Convenient is convenient.

Wash your face and body.

Check your beard at the end. He was stretching from his jawbeard to his cheek.

Your hair is stretched out, and you can cut it and shave it... put your hair together and put a knife on the roots. Cut the hair wrapped in a crisp knife.

If you can use your grip, you can use more power than usual, so even if it's wrapped around your hair, it's a mess. Maybe a bump phone book, a bunch of cards, but I'd be able to screw it off with my bare hands right now. I want a mirror, but I don't have it, so I cut my hair up properly. The cut hair was thrown away in a trash bag so that it would not be scattered.

Black Cat (Lolo) looks at a bunch of hair I cut in a strange way, but he didn't do anything to screw it up.

Okay, next time, shave.

Apply a knife to the foamed face and shave carefully. I've thought about it many times since just now, but I don't have a mirror, so I explore it by hand... so I shave - it hurts. I can't help it because I use a knife instead of a razor. You always get mild cuts on your cheeks and under your neck like this......

I don't mind.

The wounds are blocked just because the blood is soaking.

"Brother Shuya. Breakfast, done...............................................................................................................

Ah, Lefa. What...

No, he was shaving his beard bare.

Is Lefa embarrassed or not? She screamed small and turned her face bright red and hid behind the pillars. I'll keep it open and talk it out.

"Haha, was the refa highly stimulating?

"Already! Brother Shuya's eh chip. Don't come naked because it's a lottery ~?"

"Ha, I know."

I'm still concerned about the leftovers, but I can't help but care, all the time.

Cut it up properly and go for breakfast.

The breakfast was fried mushrooms and some kind of leaf.

Eating that stir-fry deliciously, the master cuts out the story as he contains mushrooms in his mouth.

"... Shuya, did you cut your hair? It's a blur, but after the grass is done, shall we fix it?

"Weird hair."

Refa is pointing at me and laughing.

"It's good when you have time. Then again, are you going out to collect?

"That's right. Still not enough. You want to come with me?

"No, because I want to do a little training"

"Yeah, brother Shuya, let's stick together."

"Mm-hmm. See you next time?

Refa isn't convinced, he squealed a little and turned that way. I was watching that. Master Achilles nods.

"Lefa, don't be selfish"

"Right? Don't embarrass Mr. Shuya. And you can't leave me or Grandpa's side because it's tough the other day, can you?

"Yeah. The monster from that time, I get it"

Refa nods loudly.

You remind me of a monster with a haunted lip, grown up.

"Ragren's in the picking, too?

"No, I have a monster hunt to confirm the trap. It's rare that Shuya takes precedence over herself."

"Yeah, well. I'd really like to help Ragren and his master, too, but I'm going to be able to grasp the trigger for the witchcraft in a little while. So I want to do it today."

Then Mr. Rabbi turned into a sweet face, and he looked at my face and smiled at me.

"Heh heh, Mr. Shuya has always asked us to help. Stay free once in a while. The other day, Ragren praised Shuya for making hunting easier, didn't he?

"That's right. Sometimes you just have to do your thing."

"And I'll make more bread and leave it in the kitchen, so eat it at lunch"

"Yes, thank you"

At the end of the conversation, everyone goes out.

I went back to the cabin and started training quickly.

Meditate your eyes and sit Zen together.

Usually, I'd be happy to follow Master Ragren or Master Achilles... not this time. Anyway, ever since I succeeded in grasping the knife with the magic “magic hand” of the magic guide... I've been trying to grasp the “thing” I'm imagining.

- I open my eyes and stare at a point, and concentrate.

Now I'm going to picture it carefully.

- Hands of magic.

I don't care how many fingers.

Anyway, I use intense magic, knitting yarns, and spinning magic, desperately working it out. Then the image of shredding away wasted magic......

At that time, the “image” that was floating in the back of my brain clearly floated in the space in front of me. Got it!

Magic eyes, clearly visible.

There appeared a large “distorted hand of magic”, a collection of pale and white beams of light.

A thin magic ray extends like a wrist from the tip of each arm, connecting it to the "magical distorted hand," moving every inch of the way.

Seven fingers and a big crooked palm.

Inside it there are countless small bands of magic overlapping.

That's the result of careful imagination......

I was strongly aware of the intensity, and now it won't collapse easily.

Then,

* Picorn * * Gain permanent skills *

* Picorn * * Skill acquired *

Oh, that's skill. Yay. There was a comfortable skill acquisition sound on my head and it was definitely displayed red in my sight.

Quickly activate the new Wizard Skill.

- Grab the knife with.

I could swing a knife at my will.

"I did it, I did it! Successful."

"Mm-hmm."

Also, just like the other day, Black Cat (Lolo) was surprised, but ignoring such Black Cat (Lolo), he rushes to Master Achilles' blacksmith room with Nature. The master was not in the room. I whine, "Ah," as if I remembered.

Speaking of which, I'm gonna go get some herbs and stuff. He said.

In a quiet underground blacksmith room, pompous, scratching his head.

The new Demon Hand was full of heads. - I have no choice. I'm hungry, and I'm going straight up the stairs to the kitchen.

Even Mr. Rabbi's bread, eat it.

The ceiling in the kitchen is like tomatoes on grass and root vegetables that are hooked and dried to the stripped mother house, so it's a little out of the way.

Find the kitchen while retreating its dried vegetables by hand.

Bread, bread, bread...

"Whoa."

“Circular solids” were placed to overlap several pieces on top of the rock.

Is this it? The bread Mr. Rabbi said.

Bring only one slice of the circular bread to the mouth. I left the house eating.

This bread tastes like mushrooms and some kind of fruit.

Plus, there's grains of fruit inside like sweet honey, and it's not raisins, but it's good. On the outside it is a bread as strong as French bread, but it was delicious because of its teething and soft contents for that matter.

I came to the square with a black spear in my hand trying to train, but I get obsessed with biting following the strong feeling I'm eating. I ate bread all at once.

Tough, but delicious, so I gently regret that you should have had another one.

In the future, I will moisturize my mouth with water while I have a joke about whether I will also be a bakery critic crossing a delicious bakery.

I just ate the bread and rehydrated it, and started re-hauling and training the black spear.

Activate Skill.

A knife held in the "distorted hand of magic" that is the "guide demon hand" floats in the universe.

Mix a series of black spear strikes there. Because of an unfamiliar knife attack, or because of a spear operation, it becomes an unfamiliar move.

At first, I can't help it.

This is very difficult, "ha," he sighs briefly.

I've been training like that for hours.

"Whoa, Shuya. You're encouraging training."

"Oh, training all the time? I'll do my best."

"Brother Shuya, take a look, I found this dude."

The three of them back from the collection have spoken.

I can see a big leaf in the head of the refa and a small hand holding it down.

Mr. Rabbi had a large number of leaves in a large monkey.

As far as the master is concerned, the magic bags hanging on his hips are swollen in the bread, and he floats massive amounts of leaves in the universe with his witchcraft.

"Leaf, it's big. And to Rabbi, there are so many masters..."

"It's obvious, huh? In addition to the toilet leaves I use every day and the mountain vegetables I use for my meals, there are many uses such as making medicines with alchemy and family medicines and herbs for livestock. And Shuya, your share is in there, right?

I haven't used it, except to pick flowers in a jar.

"... oh, right... haha"

"That's right. Oh, a lot, a lot, a lot. Always, yeah, yeah, it's necessary to do that."

Refa said that, lifting the large leaves in her head, she sifted and began to wiggle the leaves, running around making her chestnut hair swoop.

"Ugh, Lefa, yeah. What is this? You don't do much wrong! Totally no more."

Ugh. Me, I pee, but not pussy.

It's not about idols or anything, it's a true story.

I also wondered when I was living a survival underground, but what the hell is going on with my stomach and intestines?

I think it's because of the superintestinal absorption fused to.

Is it still digestive absorption of all the food, in the stomach and intestines, as explained?

"Fahahahaha, the refa is fine, you're going to have a lot of nagging"

The master is laughing a lot.

Refa stopped once and replied with a full childish smile, looking back at such a master, "Yeah," he said.

I start spinning my leaves around again, and I don't know what's funny, but when I laugh, I run out.

"Already! Until Grandpa do that! Ah-ha-hoo, if you refah, the leaves are on your head, and, uh, it's dangerous."

The refa is about to fall with leaves, but it was fine.

"Already - I'm about to fall, girl, so don't do much of that, okay?

……

Refa is a bright kid.

I watched silently.

So I recall just now that the guiding magic went well.

"... than that, master, the hard-won witchcraft worked"

"Oh? Right. Okay... I'll leave the leaves, so wait here."

Then wait a little in the square.

Master Achilles is back, so I started the magic manipulation.

"Okay, I'll go"

"Hmm."

Immediately manipulate magic - the release of magic by guided magic.

Activate your skills to create distorted magic hands.

The magic hand held the knife and swung the knife into small pieces.

"No..."

With that said, Master Achilles sighs and breathes.

"Master, what do you say?

I can see the master accumulating magic in his eyes.

"... it's just magic. Something like that is Shuya's own (original) guide, right?

"Yes."

Master Achilles stares at me at a different angle. And I opened my mouth with my eyes open.

"... Surprise. It took a while for the demon to activate, so I thought there wasn't much talent for magic... but that's outrageous. That“ hand of distorted magic ". Really great. Precisely because it is a shuya with enormous magic, it would be a magic guide. And in this short period of time, the ability to maintain that intense magic power can also be described as a kind of“ genius ". Speaking of which, you were clever enough to use it. I'm also good at witchcraft, but I wouldn't be able to make" one form ”so far."

Oh, that's a compliment. I might be happy.

"Really? Thank you."

"We were talking about the exorcism as a weapon before, but it's possible if Shuya. But that's a later story. Now it's time to choose a weapon to have in its own (original) Enchantress. In addition to the knife, we should verify how much weight we can weigh with a long sword, stick, spear, and keep in mind to match our own technique."

"Yes, I'll try everything"

When the master pulled out the small sword that he placed on his hips, he let the removed sword go to his left and right hand, and then suddenly, bisciently stretched out the small sword held in his right hand and spoke with the tip of the sword pointed at me.

"- Then I'll tell you because it's important. Turn it into a small sword. Turn it into a long sword. Instructional objects often require“ the actual skill of the user ”. For the rest of your training, train your own weapons directly with your own hands. So spears would be the best thing to do at the moment if you could let them have spears. Other than weapons, I think there's“ as many applications ”for that original magic trick, but, well, around here, it's probably Shuya's specialty. You should do a lot of research."

I see. That's right.

"Okay. It's obvious, isn't it? We need to actually train."

Moving knives and swords with witchcraft doesn't make sense if the user can't actually handle the weaponry himself.

Spears are the main thing at the moment.

So, but I guess it's a good idea to have a spear, but I want you to have a different weapon.

Besides, as my master said, I can also think of applications.

I imagined everything.

"... yes, they are. Only with drills."

So I asked him a few questions.

"Master"

"What?"

"It's a magic trick my master handles, but don't you handle spears?

"A little different in my case. I can handle black spears with witchcraft, but I can handle them better with my actual hands. Skills also float with witchcraft before shooting, and in my case, most of them lose their power. By the nature of my magic tricks, I have no choice but to do so in the case of swords, so in my magic tricks I use small swords and long swords."

"I see."

So only the little sword is manipulated by the glowing belt, the master's guide magic?

"To the best of my knowledge, I thought that the types of weapons, the weight I could hold, they would vary depending on the quality and completeness of the witchcraft, but this may not be the case. Once you know it might be, you just have to remember it in the corner of your head"

"Yes. Quality or completeness…"

I need to get used to the treatment of the Wizard...

"... So, Shuya, it looks like you've got your original moves as well, and starting tomorrow, you're going to mix up training that's changed your taste?

"Is it a hobby? Okay."

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And the next day...

I finished my usual training early.

Quickly, Master Achilles seems to begin a change of interest training.

"I'm going away for a little while now to hunt and stay in the wild"

"Nojuku......"

Camping.

"Uhm. Hold this"

My master gave me the bag.

"What's this?

The bag the master wore on his hips before, the bag that was swollen on his breasts?

"I told you before, didn't I? Magic bag."

"Right. That bag."

Looks like a regular leather bag.

"We're going over the cliff."

"Nyao."

That's when Black Cat (Lolo) broke in between me and my master.

"Rolodine"

"God Beast. I'm going to train with Shuya, so I asked you to stay away."

"Nah? Nah."

When Black Cat (Lolo) replied by ringing so loudly, he was reaching for Master Achilles' cheek as he walked gracefully.

"This, God Beast... did you understand"

"Master...... what about Lolo?

Hmm? Something's wrong with my master...

"It was an understandable emotion. My dear feelings were also felt… I am delighted"

... Master, Mr. Achilles is blushing and talking with a twist... adore and adore Lolo? I ask questions even though I'm a little taken lightly.

"Oh, really? And what about livestock bait?

"I'm fine. I've already spoken to everyone."

"I see. Okay."

No, Master Achilles' clothes have been different since morning training.

Hunting specifications leather clothing.

Black leather jacket-style top. He has a black spear in his hand with four small swords on his hips, turning a sword band and hanging it on his thigh.

Master Achilles wrapped a magic bag around his back as he wrapped a string of magic bags around his waist belt. Keep going down the cliff.

Down the ladder, take the cliff and walk down the narrow ridge mountain path.

When I turned into a ragged rock and crossed it, I could see the forest zone.

Into the forest.

It's hard to walk here with lots of bushes.

The master had cut thick leaves like aloe that had grown nearby and had embedded them between his leather shoes so as to cover the area of his tibia.

"Put this on and it will be a simple protective gear. You don't have to get hooked on a prick."

"Yes."

I'll try to imitate it, too.

Walking in such bushes, I encountered a large herd of pigs.

There are three horns and fangs stretched out on the pig's head, which looks insane.

But the great pig is defeated without difficulty by his master. It was easily repelled with black spears and four swords.

Master Achilles is smiling and whining, "It's just the right meat," collecting meat and bones. I helped with that, too, and I finished collecting it quickly.

"There's a river ahead, so we're going that far."

That's what the master says and goes ahead, but the plants are in the way...

There are really many plants like cidas here.

With only a few beast paths, tree branches and leaves stand in our way of walking.

In that case,

"Beware the poison in that memento leaf."

Suddenly, I got caution from my master.

In front of me is a plant leaf in the shape of a large spade.

"What?"

"Look closely at the surface of that memento leaf. There must be a slight prick, right? And it's poisonous. Touch it and you'll burn your skin."

Sure, it's a normal big green leaf at first glance, but there's a few pricks on the surface.

When I see something like this up close, I get a little curiosity about not wanting to touch it but wanting to touch it a little bit. Of course I won't touch it.

"... that's a scary poison"

"Well, if you prune it, you'll be fine. I collect mementos because they become poisons."

The poison grass from the memento was cut and recovered while covering the leaves with a leather cloth.

They say "poison can change and become medicine”, and even toxic things can turn into beneficial things.

The master smiled with pleasure as to whether it felt like walking in the garden in such a depressed and growing forest.

The master turns the black spear in both hands to write ∞ in small pieces and removes the branch leaves.

On its left and right, four small swords were arranged sideways, each sword spun independently to chop up leaves and branches in an indelible range with black spears.

I don't go in there with a lawn mower, but the master is still amazing.

I don't even think I'm old enough to walk fast, stepping on damp dead leaves like I'm intentional.

"This is training, too. Black spear movements penetrate your head consciously ∞. Be aware of involving leaves and stems. I know Shuya used it in the last fight. I seem to have worn it a little, but it's still sweet. This spear technique is plain, but in the future, it must be yours."

"Hi."

I see, is this training too? It reminds me of the best kid in a famous movie that was not trained the same way, but was also remade.

The master's black spear movements do try to involve stems and leaves and prune them.

I also moved with a black spear to not only slash the grass but also to be strongly aware of ∞ before rocking it into small pieces. Slash them to involve branches and disturbing leaves.

That's how I heard the river flow as I went on for a while.

"There's a noise. Close."

Approaching the river, rocky terrain appeared.

The sound of the water flow is intense, apparently fast flowing rapids.

Peeping down from the outcropped rock tatami, I could confirm that the water flowed with momentum from between the rocks.

- Uh-huh, cold.

The water splashes and my face gets wet. Such a rapid-flow river continues downward.

It looks like a gentle slope, but they have nothing to do with the river. If I do a canoe down here or something, I'm going to have fun.

"This water is clean water close to the source that flows out of Mount Mahaheim. It's delicious, and the land beyond the woods is where the wild boarding house is scheduled today."

The master speaks that way, pointing his finger at the other shore.

Across the shore, the trees were blackened and forested, looking higher.

"Is that it?"

"That's right. Let's go..."

The master jumps onto some small rocks between the rivers and crosses the river to jump a little.

I'm gonna jump on it, too...

Dotted, using large rocks. He crossed the river to jump in the form of the use of large rocks.

Look. I made it across the river safely.

And check the big trees growing around. The black trees I saw earlier before I crossed. One, one is a big tree......

At that time...