The World’s Strongest Martial Artist who has Worked too Hard, Survives in the Magic World With Ease

I whispered in the woods, staring at a tree.

After doing so for a while, the soil suddenly rises and the great tree moves out.

It's a tree-like monster - walking wood.

It is a demon that simulates itself in a tree and strangles and nourishes approaching creatures with branches that become like munchies.

"I'm here!

He reacts to my voice, and walking wood hits me with his roots moving.

When I put my hand in the shape of a knife, I waved it to the sideburn.

Shh!!

The walking wood went straight into two.

This is Wind Blade (Kamaitachi), the wind magic taught by the master.

Normally I can't use magic without a magic wand, but my master is no ordinary wizard.

It is Maurice Archvaldo, the great wizard who defeated the Demon King more than fifty years ago and was glorified as a brave man.

It's no surprise that such a master can use magic with one body, and it's not strange that he can do the same to me, the master's most apprentice.

Even so, I've never thought of myself as amazing.

I'm not amazing, I'm amazing at how I teach my master.

Well, I didn't teach it directly, but I could use a wind knife based on appearance.

But if you give it back, you can say, 'My master didn't teach me directly, but he made me use the wind knife.'

In short, the master is a great one.

My master picked me up five years early where I was going down in the woods -.

This is how I train today when I'm ten years old.

I approach the wreckage of the walking wood and hold the two Marutai beside me, I go home.

Walking in the woods for a while, I went out to a place I had pioneered.

A small wooden house is built on peeled dirt.

It's me and my master's house.

Me and my master are the only ones living in this forest building a house.

This forest is called the Devil's Forest, and it is home to demons. For this reason, a normal person does not even try to get close to the place where he lives.

I'm home.

I put the walking wood in the garden and I walked into the house.

"Oh, that was fast."

It's my master - Grandpa Maurice - sitting in an euthanasia chair and slacking the pipe.

He wears a triangular hat, grows a white beard and gray hair, and holds a splendid magic wand.

As you can see, Grandpa Maurice is a great wizard.

"I've been hunting walking wood, as I was told."

"Are you hurt?

I blew it out.

"I'm not going to get hurt. 'Cause they're walking wood, right? That's a blow with a direct wind knife from the master."

"Oh well. Can I use the wind knife now? Hey, really, I don't know... wow"

A master who turns a blind eye at first.

"I'm just so good at teaching my master. Thanks to you, you can use a wind knife with the same feel as a hand knife."

Originally, you have to draw runes with a magic wand to use magic.

Using magic with one body is usually impossible.

"I want to be able to use more magic. I want to be a good wizard like my master!

"Ugh, um. So, let's continue our training. Cut the walking wood into fine pieces and turn it into firewood. Keep half of it behind the house and sell the rest to the town."

Walking wood is more combustible than common trees, and fire lasts longer. It's luxury wood.

One of the towns - even though all they buy is rich - buys easy to get walkwood firewood for a high price.

It would be a waste to get as much as you want in the woods.