Chapter 242 – The Girl’s Step Forward

“Usually, wizards use wands and orbs. Warlocks use offering boxes, right? But when compared to knights, it’s hard to see them as swords.”

“Then?”

“The knife is here.”

Lilyne pointed her finger at her own temple.

Imagination and will, or brain and thought, must mean that they are the true weapons of wizards.

From there, the curiosity of those who do not even know the magical ‘Ma’ continues.

“Then, the reason why you carry cumbersome things like a staff is simply to increase your mana?”

“It is true that the effect of an artifact is required, but… Uhm… Would you understand if I said that a staff is an entrance for mana crystals and a device that facilitates the output process of magic?”

“Ah-! I understand that far.”

She tapped her jewel on her own wand.

“If you put it really simply, if your head is an arrow, then a staff or orb is a bow. You don’t have to go through this place unconditionally, but just holding it will be of great help.”

At the end of an easy-to-understand figurative explanation.

She shifted her gaze to Alice, who was waiting for the time to open her mouth.

Accordingly, my gaze also turned to the girl who was sitting quietly.

“Alice, unlike me, uses magic with her bare hands, right? She said, “That’s an art to the point of hitting an enemy by holding an arrow with her hand and throwing it without a bow.”

“Isn’t that great?”

“That’s right. It’s magic that comes down from the sky, but it’s really difficult to use such a large-scale magic like that.”

Rather than shooting straight and hitting it, it is to drop it from the sky and hit the opponent.

Of course, it is said that that type of magic has an advantage in terms of difficulty by several levels.

Whether it’s talent or hard work, it’s great.

Alice’s face flushed red as she stood up in front of Roman without warning.

“That, I think anyone can do it with practice!”

“Knowing that it’s done with practice and doing it are two completely different things.”

The girl said it so easily out of burden, but the thoughts of the two who had lived a little longer were different.

Sympathizing with Roman’s words, Lilyne nodded her head and smiled happily before passing her baton.

“Alice? What do you think?”

Alice, her horns and arm scales completely gone, put her lips out like a duck and arranged her sentences in her head.

“Roman-sama. As my sister said, when I use my magic, hitting the ground with my fist is a sign of the end of the spell. It’s not about aiming and dropping it with her hand.”

Among the words I spit out, the part the two wizards tackled was the word ‘shoot magic with your hands’.

It was an act that had never been thought of with a deep meaning in the first place, but it is said that it is an important part among wizards.

‘Surely···.’

In retrospect, it certainly is.

Most wizards do it with their hands, but they don’t shoot through the palm unconditionally.

Didn’t Morgan, the warlock we met in Mist Lair, draw his own magic by endowing corpses and blood with his will to the point of snapping his fingers?

‘I could have thought about it even if the accident was a little softer…’

I’m an extreme experientialist, so I think of things I’ve seen with my own eyes first.

Accidents are like hard frozen meat. The direction of thought lacks the softness of meat marinated in wine.

Purple.

My common sense and values, which still feel a special stimulation just by the existence of polygamy.

He is strong enough to not change even if he lives two lives.

So the answer I was looking for was always like that.

It’s not that I didn’t have it in the first place, it’s that I couldn’t find it.

Without in-depth consideration, the answer is hiding in the time that has passed.

Right on top of the chest of drawers, maybe under your feet, or under a lamp, before a word of conversation.

It’s really difficult to have a flexible mindset to overcome it, even though you can find it by changing your thinking a little.

“Roman. Did you help me a little?”

I laughed when I saw Alice waiting for an answer with sparkling eyes that looked like the light of the stars was shining.

“…This helped a lot? It’s a little bit pierced through the head.”

“!”

Alice is the sincerity conveyed by an undistinguished adventurer.

It seemed to be really helpful, so I felt like I wanted to jump out of my seat.

After a while like that.

After tidying up the wrinkled tee in front of the campfire, she lightly brushed off the moisture from her hair and stood up.

“Shall we go back?”

“Huh?! Already?”

“It’s hard to digest the things I realized now. If chatter catches fire like this, you won’t wake up until the sun rises?”

“Mr. Roman. You’re not running away because your head hurts, right?”

She giggled at Lily’s joke, which was rare.

“It can’t be! This is selection and concentration.”

Sarak- Sarak-

The way back by pushing the grass.

I retrace my steps and think about it again.

-If the basics are satisfied, continue to master the five elements. After training over and over again, it becomes an invisible sword. If you go beyond that, someday you’ll be able to kill yourself instantly.

Even though not a single word of the sentence has changed.

Do you feel the same as you remembered before taking this time?

No.

‘It’s completely different.’

As for the number of cases mentioned by the god of war, not only the five elements and the mind sword, but also mind killing are also present.

Live only by seeing.

Something grotesque that achieves and does it just by thinking of wanting to kill the opponent.

The god of war was confident that if this skill reached its peak, it would not be impossible.

It certainly wouldn’t be a cool gesture done with hand gestures.

When you see only the conclusion – the moment you train or use the Sim skill.

It is not necessary to collect mana unconditionally in hand.

The activation of a skill can be a line of sight, and it doesn’t matter if it’s a hand, a foot, a head, a sword, or a chain.

The act of simply trying to start and finish with my hands is my stereotype about the game and its skills.

When I get a new skill and there is no special explanation, it is my habit and habit to continue saying that it should be like this.

In other words, it is a framed image.

‘Intangible, habit, habit…’

I feel like I caught a clue about the things that God of War threw at me.

*****

The same guards as when leaving were guarding the entrance, so there was no stopping one’s steps.

You just have to go straight and get scattered at the fork in the road.

The two of them will do whatever is convenient for them, whether they go to the adventurer’s guild or go home.

Some of the shops that are sparsely lit are shops where nocturnal people are the main customers.

There is a road that leads to a narrow alley, but only the straight road is considered to be used.

“When are you going to take out the next request?”

“Well… There are a few candidates, but I think we should all talk a little bit about it.”

“Hmm~ First of all, I’ll go to the guild around noon tomorrow to get a stamp of completion.”

The trivial chatter that has nothing to do with magic doesn’t end when they scatter.

I ended up facing an unexpected person.

“Uh?”

“Oh!”

An iron rule when basic adventurers gather.

Don’t flirt inside the party.

Why can Lark’s party go on smoothly despite having a nice girl like Lily’s?

It is because the tastes of Larks and Chambers are very firm and certain.

“””…”””

A total of five figures froze on the spot in the form of a weaving.

Everything from the place and timing of encounters was a problem.

‘Isn’t that the blacksmith’s daughter…?’

The round woman, like a bear, came out of the inn with Lark and her arms crossed.

Even if you catch it a little, it seems like you see it in a year, but it was a person who is hard to forget once you see it with a strong impression.

An overall thick woman with forearms trained while swinging a hammer over an anvil.

Contrary to her strong appearance, her personality and behavior are cool and sometimes she is smirking, and she is good at negotiating prices and winning the number of cases.

She was a very suitable person to expand the shop by continuing the smithy with two generations when the stuffy old man fell out.

Unfolding her arms connected to Lark, she showed a sad smile and bowed her head first.

“Roman-sama! It’s been a while! Greetings to Lilline-nim and to those I’m meeting for the first time.”

“It’s nice to see you like this.”

“Ah, hello. I’m Adventurer Alice.”

Lilline smiled at the embarrassing situation and was greeted with a light nod.

Alice, who was the only one at this meeting for the first time, lowered her head to look at her atmosphere.

“I’m humble, but I’m Bruna, who runs a smithy called the Red Anvil in the capital.”

After introducing her faceless Alice and promoting her shop, Bruna, who was unfamiliar with this situation, stabbed Lark with her elbow, who was keeping her mouth shut unlike usual.

“Hmmmm! Roman! Is the request complete?”

Ignoring Larc’s shy tone to divert her subject, she asked Bruna a question.

“Is the forge going well?”

“Of course! My father has a bad back, so I’ve been running it since a few weeks ago. If you visit, I’ll make it as comfortable as possible.”

“Um… Yes! Anyway, it looks nice. The two of them look really good together.”

“I am grateful that the Platinum Adventurer said so.”

Roman looked at Bruna and Lark alternately.

Tapped on the shoulder of Lark, who was showing a somewhat awkward expression, and gave a thumbs up! Raised and passed by.

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Kiik-

Alice opened the door of the charred and deserted inn and entered.

She released Tero into a potted plant next to the bed and watered the soil to keep it moist.

– Poetry!

With Tero rolling over the pile of dirt excitedly, Alice untied her equipment.

After washing her lightened body, the girl lying on the futon looked up at the ceiling and reflected on what had happened in the middle of the night.

When the magic she used all her power for didn’t have any effect and was shattered.

Rather than feeling powerless, she had the excitement and pleasure of facing a transcendental figure.

In addition, it is clear that the adventurous adventurers are ridiculous and funny because they have unintentionally encountered the personal life of an adventurer who has a one-sided relationship.

If you tickle somewhere, you twist your body.

“Ummm…!”

Burying her face in her pillow and thumping her feet, the girl knocks on the bed and erases her thoughts.

-Sick?

Hearing her voice, he climbed onto her bed and touched her body, seeing her own condition, and Alice covered her with the blanket.

‘…He said he would come tomorrow for lunch.’