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

Day ten noon after finishing my training in the World Tree.

Two nights aboard a small ship, me and Mr. Noir were visiting Franco, the port town of the Kingdom of Grune.

"I want you to stick around."

Mr. Noir brings it to his shoulder as he moves down the sidewalk after the ship's landing strip.

When I was a three-year-old, I stuck around thinking I'd just want to be sweet and not even ask why, but Mr. Noir is my age now.

With the digestive pills out, you should be getting your mental age right... but haven't the pills worked out yet?

"Why?"

"'Cause I don't feel well"

Feeling better?

"... maybe you got seasick?

"I'm sure you do. 'Cause it's all loose. Was the demon rocking the ship?

"The ship has boundaries, so the demons can't get near it. I guess every cause is a wave of wind."

A big ship can't beat a wave, but what we got on was a smaller ship.

We don't need to have a large ship because we don't have enough users to leave the port only once every two weeks.

Well, I was able to relax for two days because the cabin was ragged.

Mr. Noir saw the ocean, too, and I thought he was enjoying it so much... I guess that's why he got seasick.

It's getting worse.

It seems to have gotten worse, so I'm going to hang out for a second.

Time will fix your seasickness... but do you want to buy some anti-drunken medicine somewhere?

"I want to fly home. I wonder if there are any airships in this country?

"What do you think? I'm just certain that there are no airships for the Ariane Kingdom... but the continent and the Grune Kingdom are not very interactive. I'll look for it, but you better not expect it."

"Is this country not close to the continent?

"Rather than, countries on the continent are too close to each other. Anyway, the Kingdom of Grune is the only country that has never been attacked by the Dark Lord."

It is only natural that the nations of the continent that united and fought the Dark Emperor should get along.

"Did the Kingdom of Grune not fight?

"Tomorrow I will say to myself, and one of the kingdoms of Grune fought a little. Some of the brave men are from the Grune Kingdom. Like Mr. Tronko at number four."

"The next master could be a troll."

"To tell you the truth, I think so too."

Mr. Tronko and Grandpa Maurice are old friends.

If you reveal that I'm Grandpa Maurice's apprentice, you'll be trained.

He came to this country with such expectations in his heart.

"I like floating magic on the way home. Something fluffy and not intoxicating."

Mr. Noir returned to the conversation.

"With current magic, it's not very much, but it won't last as long as the continent. Depending on your training results, you can fly home instead of floating."

So far, all I can use are "KamaItachi" and "Floating Magic", and "Blowing Magic".

Blowing magic is the magic of sending the wind. Mr. Noir seemed so hot in the boat that he sent the wind to cool him down.

Soon the magic broke off, and it wouldn't have cooled down so much.

"I will support your training more than ever."

"Thanks! I'll try to master the magic of flight in this country!

After my training in the World Tree, I succeeded in improving the quality of my magic.

If you can add a little more magic to this training, it's not your dream to use flying magic!

"All the way, let's take a break over there!

Find a big tree along the road and head there. The sun is tight around here, so if you rest under the shade, seasickness should be a little better.

"It's sobering."

Sitting on the ground, Mr. Noir seems comfortable.

"By the way, how's the master candidate doing?

At the end of my break, I decided to check my whereabouts. Even so, I just checked last night.

After confirming his location in the Graf forest where Mr. Miro lived, he never changed his location... and I'm sure he's still in the same place.

I'll show you now.

Mr. Noir, who took the map out of the going-away porch, should do the right thing.

"He's gone."

"What?... really"

The red dots in the northeast of the Grune kingdom had vanished.

"Maybe... did you run out of magic?

Maybe it was a demon.

"It's possible. Then there must be someone who took it down."

"Did you run out of magic when you defeated him?

"Right. Anyway, let's see how it goes for a day. So if you don't see the red dot, it means you won't get magic back..."

I didn't say anything beyond that.

A member of a line of brave men is 70 years old, even if he was my age at the time.

Maybe he's aging and his magic is fading... maybe he's dead.

"What are we going to do to see how things go for a day? Are we going somewhere where there was a red dot?

"Before we do that, let's find Mr. Tronko's place first"

I haven't decided that the red dot lord is Mr. Tronko, but Mr. Tronko is by far the most prominent candidate.

Mr. Tronko is a celebrity, and there must be one who knows where he is. If Mr. Tronko's residence is exactly the same place, the Lord of the Red Dots will be someone else.

It's time to go.

My plans are coming together and I'll tell Mr. Noir that.

"I'd love a tumble."

When I picked up Mr. Noir, I headed to the inn.

Walking down the road, I immediately discover the lodging. I'm getting used to traveling, and I'm starting to know where to find a place to stay.

"Welcome! How many nights!?

When I opened the inn door, I was normally served. Until now, 'Mr. Ash!? They reacted like'... like Mr. Lynx said, am I anonymous in this country?

"I'd like to stay a night, is there an empty room?

"Yes, I do! Can I have a room?

"Yes."

"Well, I'll ask you to sign here.... By the way, are you two from the continent?

As I put Mr. Noir down on the floor and sign the roster, the shopkeeper begs me.

"How did you know?

"Because your lady is fluttering. That's crazy. You're seasick, right?

"You're right."

"I knew it. The guys from the continent are seasick and staying at our place is a fixed course. I have anti-drunken pills in my room, so I don't mind if you use them as you please!

"Really!? Helpful!"

"I mean fine! Okay, this is the key to the room!

I got the key from a healthy shopkeeper and I just decided to ask him a question.

"By the way, I'd like to ask you one thing... don't you know where Mr. Tronko lives?

"Come on, I've never heard of you"

With that said, the shopkeeper hit Pong and his hand as he remembered something.

"Ah, but I think Mr. Tronko will be in King's Capital soon. Anyway, next week, a four-year martial arts tournament will be held in Wangdu. There will be strong men from all over the country."

What kind of martial arts tournament is there?

Then if you go to King's Capital, you might have one who knows who the red dots are.

It's best to ask the strong about the strong.

"Wouldn't you join us?

When Mr. Noir suggested, the shopkeeper slapped his hand on the pussy.

"That's good! You look strong, and maybe you can compete in the main game. Anyway, all the people coming from the continent are strong. Every time you get to the right line."

I guess the kingdom of Grune, which was not targeted by the Demon King, did not need to raise a strong wizard. Therefore, the level of the wizard is inferior to that of the continent.

Ms Lynx said 'there are only buckets of stuff on the continent' because of that circumstance.

"Is that something I can participate in?

I was curious to ride.

If you fight the strong, you can grow spiritually, and... are you calling it a playhouse talk? If you take part in the tournament, you may be able to hear the backstory of the strong from the contestants.

"Anyone over fifteen can join us. But if you want to join us, you better hurry. If we don't get on the train by noon tomorrow, we'll be past the qualifying deadline. If you can make it from here to Wangdu in a day, it's a long story."

The shopkeeper says in a joking tone.

If you run, you'll be within reach by evening, but if you say it by mouth, you won't believe me. Besides, you can't run with Mr. Noir hanging around... and sleep early today and try to take the starting train tomorrow to King's Capital.

"I want you to go to your room."

Mr. Noir brought it to my shoulder.

I guess the sun was tight. You look a lot better than when you're out there... but maybe you just want to be sweet? Well, I don't feel bad about being admired.

That's how I decided to enter the martial arts tournament, and I took Mr. Noir to my room.