Watashi wa Teki ni Narimasen!

From then on, the Warcraft movement was enlivened, as if my predictions had been met.

"Shoot the arrow!

When Alan, who went on a crusade, commands, an archer lined up behind him releases an arrow.

Fire arrows flying with parabolas drawn from Alan and the others hiding in the wood head towards a group of empty jellyfish floating in the grassy skies a little further away.

Ten of them, even with their long translucent feet, tapped down the arrows, but a third fell as the fire arrows hit and raised the steam.

The Alans are about an hour away from the castle.

These crusades were to take place about twice a week. Because reports have come from nearby towns and villages that the Warcraft has come out.

Before the crusade was over, I took my gaze off the look of it and ran out on horses in the woods.

It's Mr. Cain behind it.

That night a month ago, I was asked, 'Will that protect the Borderline Uncle family', by me who said I would look for a magician. When I nodded, Mr. Cain told me that he would cooperate.

But I doubted it.

Mr. Cain listened to what he did to Alan and told me he wasn't the enemy. So you said you'd believe me, but you didn't think the story of your previous life was absurd, did you?

Trying to bump the question, he said.

"My parents died in a battle with Ruein earlier. I didn't notice the clever trap of Ruein then, and was accidentally struck while sending reinforcements to Randall in the south. Around that time, everyone heard how many Luain had marched to Randall and thought he couldn't get his hands on Borderline Uncle Territorial. Besides, it was heavy rain, because I heard that the road leading to Luain had become unusable due to a cliff collapse. It was thought that it would be impossible for the military or something to pass by. Ruein said he had left the army lying low, pretending to be a minor employee of the restoration work. I didn't realize it was a strategy."

Mr. Cain smiles bitterly.

"I was caught off guard, involving both the people who were visiting to collect near the border and those who were out in the fields. That's why I want to make sure I don't ignore any trivial information. In fact, nowadays, things are happening like never before. From there, I decided I couldn't ignore your alarm."

As for Mr. Cain, he said it was his decision to think that there might be a 'just in case' from the circumstances.

I was relieved that you could give me a more solid reason than blindly believable. That's why I was happy to get Mr. Cain's help.

I run dark black horses all over the woods like burnt bread. After that, Mr. Cain's reed horse follows.

Otherwise, you won't find - a magician.

A month after that, while I was repeating this, I was able to receive the feeling that Princess Tsu's stone would convey even as I was moving.

But every time, as I perceived, the opponent, who seemed to be a magician, had been moved and fled.

Besides, near magicians, there are mostly warcraft. Just me and Mr. Cain, with zero combat capability, can't get very close.

Mr. Cain said, 'Wouldn't a mage be manipulating a warcraft?'

That prediction seems to have been met, and the frequent raids of the town by warcraft and the magician's whereabouts are bound to bump into each other.

Mr Cain reported it to Mr and Mrs Borderline. If we defeat the sorcerer, the damage to the Warcraft will subside. Thanks to Mr. Cain for his assistance, he allowed me to look for a magician.

Nevertheless, it is not something I can widely talk about at the moment, such as knowing where the sorcerer is.

If you fail to expect too much, and to prevent me from being persecuted for being misunderstood as a sorcerer, Mrs. Borderline and others were very worried to lie down and admit that they would look for a sorcerer alone to avoid the danger.

Alan... he's still keeping his mouth shut.

I guess he thinks a lot too. From time to time, although I feel a constant gaze of inquiry, I never say anything. I didn't feel hostile or anything from his perspective, but the conversation was almost gone.

But the fastest way for me to prove myself was to become a magician. Until then, I can't say anything because I can't present the ingredients that convince Alan how much I explained.

Because it's unfounded.

The rationale comes if we wait again, but then it's all too late.

So hoping to wait, I rushed into contact with the sorcerer.

"... it's close!

Reporting, Mr. Cain has instructed us to approach him down the horse for vigilance.

To strike, I slowly approach him with the tools he was putting on his horse. Mr. Cain has a bunch of yarn. I have two water bottles.

The number of people is alone. Since I'm close to your luggage in battle, I've been consulting and deciding how to catch a magician.

I went twenty meters away and found the back of one old man sitting in a fallen tree in the woods.

He wears a penetrating coat that even has a sandy ankle that I think is some kind of abandoner, and then he thinks about being dispersed in the dark, or he weaves a black cape and hood. The cane stands on the side, but it's a walking cane with a firm T-shaped handle, cut out straight branches.

Beyond the old man's gaze, the tree stand was open, confirming the storming sky jellyfish and the fire arrows dancing through the universe.

I gut pose in my heart.

This old man was definitely a magician who had been searching for a month. I have run away from being attacked by a warcraft after relying on my senses, but I have encountered them about three times.

There is nothing warcraft on the old man's side now. Being in a far hiding place and Alan and the others concentrating on the Warcraft, you think it's safe.

Another advantage is that you still don't realize if it's because you're manipulating the Warcraft.

I nod with Mr. Cain.

And a few seconds later, Mr. Cain threw a net.

"Nuo!?

Surprising magician, but easy enough for a net large enough to cover the body, even for river fish. But that's not all. Approaching the old man trying to break the net using sorcery, I sprinkled the water from a larger water bottle.

"Cold."

The old man screams, but it doesn't bother him.

To finish, I threw the old man something I grabbed from inside another water bottle.

Shiny leaves in the wake of a wood leak. body and face like a bulb root stuck underneath it. It's thundergrass that makes the roots move happily.

Thundergrass, trapped in a dark place, falls as she discharges herself happily into the light of the sun.

And landed a bullet.

"Ghaaaa!

Though invisible, the electricity seemed to run through the old man's body with water.

After he screams, he falls right by his side.

I can't use magic. It's the only attack I can think of. Besides, if I had one, I would have died, and the more often I would have been unable to physically move the old man.

"... he's not dead, is he?

When I asked, Mr. Cain seemed a little nervous, too.

In the meantime, we used a net to restrain the old man after electrically shocked together and stopped moving, picking up the appropriate branches and throwing them far away, making sure they were safe.

Meanwhile, the old man seemed to be alive because he was groaning.

I have finally been unable to move, and I ask Mr. Cain to stick his sword at the old man, and I decide to wake him up loose.

"I'm gonna wake up. Good morning. - Sorcerer?

I could not figure out how to call him, but the old man woke up safely and his eyes flickered.

"What are you doing?"

"The one who captured you."

To be honest, Mr. Cain was whining, "How do you say that..."

The old man, on the other hand, seemed to recognize me in my face.

"Well, they've been hanging on to my warcraft all this time, haven't they? I remember, that was three days ago. Hiccup."

A magician like a dead branch leaked a strange laugh.

"What do you say we catch this old man and make him stop beating up the Warcraft? Hihihi."

"No. I want to know how to be a magician. Will you answer that?

When I said it, it seemed like an unexpected word, and the old magician caught his eye only for a moment.

"Well, do you want to die in the sand in your young skies? Hiccup."

Oh, I just tried to be a magician and die in the sand!?

As I perceived my agitation, the sorcerer laughs at me like a little villain.

"No one can be a magician. Even if the master leads, half of it will be sand. I wonder if I can or can't stand the stones of the covenant...... yihich. You'll have a long life ahead of you. You can't have a lady. That's why all the people who want to be magicians have no other way to live. Uhihi."