How much time has passed since I came to the underground cave?
The passage, which was dark, became blurred and bright.
The goal is just around the corner.
I mean, the end of my training is approaching, but is my magic really going up?
I don't know that unless I actually try magic.
But I can assure you that's all.
- My mental strength is growing.
Anyway, I'm so calm when it comes to close goals. Until now, I would be happy to jump and destroy something.
I think I can use a magic wand (Withers Rod) in nature now. No, I can make sure. Accidents like the other day will never happen again.
Can't you call a wizard a wizard who turns a dark knight (Odin) into two just by taking out a magic wand? Physically waving a magic wand to defeat a demon. Am I not just a militant with a wand? Sometimes I thought so.
I'm using weapons, and I may not even be a militant for a second, but I'm just certain I'm not my ideal wizard anyway. I don't think you're using magic.
But this training changed me.
I stopped having accidents with my magic wand, so I approached the wizard.
I'd say I finally got you on the starting line.
It's no exaggeration to say that my wizard life starts today.
When I was so lost in thought, the light grew stronger.
And...
"It's a goal..."
I made it out of the cave.
I've been in the dark for a long time, so at first it just seemed blurry...
Immediately my eyes were tamed and the sights I had seen jumped into my sight.
... here, at the entrance, right?
For a moment. Really just for a moment, I was in a hurry.
But I quickly regain my composure.
Coming out of the entrance must have gone the wrong way somewhere. I came out of the shortcut course side to the first aisle, for example, or something. I destroyed the wall at a rate of one hundred steps, and it's not an impossible story.
But the important thing is to keep walking in the dark for a long time.
It is a trivial question of where to get out.
I mean, I completed Mr. Tico's training.
All you have to do is use magic to ascertain the results of your training.
"But the first thing you need to do is report it."
Mr. Noir will be worried too, and it's not too late to use magic after you've rewarded him with safety.
"You'd be surprised if you saw me growing spiritually, Mr. Noir."
It wasn't the outside that grew, it was the inside. It's a hard change to understand, but Mr. Noir, who's been with me a long time, should be aware of my changes.
Looking forward to Mr. Noir's reactions, while I head to Mr. Tico's house.
"... more"
When I tried to jump, I noticed dirt on my clothes.
My clothes were purple stained with blood from top to bottom. By the way, there is powder and hair attached to the body.
What the hell kind of demon was that? I was so concerned during my training, I don't even think it matters now.
"I guess I won't be surprised what happens anymore"
I feel more alone because I've been alone for a long time. Even in that sense, I tried to jump while realizing the fruits of my training.
That's when.
"Hey, that was fast."
The retreat and the bushes shook, and Tico came out.
There was a familiar map in that hand.
So you saw the red dot move and knew I was coming back and you came all the way to pick me up?
Really, you've been blessed with a good master.
"I mean, it was fast... actually, it came out of the entrance"
I made a shortcut.
I thought he might scold me, but Mr. Tico chuckled.
"That's fine. There's no exit in this cave from the beginning."
No exit?
"Does that mean this staircase was an entrance and exit, not an entrance?
"That's the thing. I'll reassure you if I tell you the exit is here in advance. I don't know where the exit is - it creates anxiety."
You kept it a secret to make me nervous.
"Well, what did you think when I heard what you were saying? Surprised?
I shook my head.
"No surprise. Oh, yeah... it just seemed like it"
Tico laughs satisfactorily.
"Apparently, the training was successful."
"Ha. Thanks to you..."
Talking, a small child appeared from Mr. Tiko's crotch. He pays the leaves on his hair by hand, and when he sifts, he shakes his head and tries to remove the spider thread on his face.
She's about three years old.
It's called blue hair, it's called sleepy eyes, the more you look at it, the more you look at it, the more you look at Mr. Noir.
Could it be Mr. Noir's sister?
But I've never heard of Mr. Noir having a sister.
Even if I was here, I don't know why I'm here.
"Excuse me. The girl...?
When I asked the question, the girl walked over.
"I'm a noir."
I was surprised to death.