Chapter 172: 168 結果が分かっていると反応に困る
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Dragon zombies are magical beasts that have been reanimated from dragon corpses and turned violent.
Basically, it has no reason or intelligence, and can only think of defeating its opponent.
If you're an ordinary person, this ability would be as much of a threat as a natural disaster.
Even if you simply focus on the power, its brain limiter is lifted, so it can produce more power than the original dragon.
The dragon's unique breath combines with its original nature and undead nature to add to the awkwardness.
In addition, and more troublesome, the dragon's unconsciousness gives it an enormous increase in life force, and it uses its status as a shield.
In short, they come by force.
If the rear guard, such as wizards and healers, were to be hit by this, there would be no hope for them.
Even the vanguard can be overwhelmed by mass and violence.
As a weakness, the fixed undead attributes of holy and light, as well as the fire attribute, which dragons are good at, become more effective when undead.
This is the only way to get the best out of it, and it is a natural enemy for the vanguard who can only use simple swordplay.
I'm sure that's what it's supposed to be.
It's not just a matter of time before you'll be able to get your hands on a new one.
I thought you were confident in your endurance value because of your unprotected bite. ...... Was I wrong?
I've lightly treated the dragon zombie, and I'm tilting my head in a strange way.
I think if Kaido heard what I just said, he'd be waving his palms from side to side as fast as he could and saying, "I don't know.
It's not a good idea to be a part of it.
And you're going to complain to me.
I'm sure he'd be happy to hear me complain about it, since it all happened so quickly.
The first thing I did against the dragon zombie's pincer charge was to run toward the one in front of me, and as we passed each other, I made a single blow to the neck of the other one, which was stacked on top of me to crush it.
With that alone, he cut off the fat dragon's head.
I cut off the heads of two of the dragons with exactly that.
The battle lasted only a few seconds.
That was all it took.
If this was a dragon with reason and intelligence left over, the outcome would have been a bit different... but that was just an if.
Whether you blink or look away, the scene in front of you will still be there.
Well, okay. It's a lot easier on us if it doesn't take a lot of work.
Although you feel a little unsatisfied, you are satisfied with the result, send the battle that ended sooner than expected to a corner of your mind, and decide that you have no more use for this place.
Then, you slowly begin to walk again towards your destination, keeping an eye on your surroundings.
Feeling the slightly damp ground, you duck into the miasma that is slowly growing thicker.
You can see fine.
You'll be able to see where the miasma is by using your other five senses to assist you.
It's the degree of animalistic sensing, but if you can't do that, those instructors will beat you up unilaterally, which is a physical skill that has been instinctively honed.
The miasma is not harmful to the body.
The principle is that miasma invades and eats away at a miasma because it absorbs the miasma itself and erodes the magic power inside your body, turning it from normal magic power to poison, according to Instructor Fusio.
The miasma is absorbed by every breath, nose and mouth as well as by skin breathing, and at this level of concentration, if you go there without any countermeasure, you will immediately get sick.
Of course I had learned how to prevent it.
I had trained with the miasma-emitting expert.
The miasma is contained and emitted in small doses but its concentration is so concentrated that when taken properly it exceeds the effects of ordinary poison. How do I know?
Yeah, because I got it right once and it was a matter of life and death, d*mn it.
If it weren't for Suera's help, I'd have had a meeting with Yama.
That's how I learned enough skill to suffocate a little with this level of miasma.
Now this is off topic.
Now we are trying to prevent the miasma by stopping the absorption of magic power from outside the body and purifying the concentration of magic power through internal circulation.
With this method, we can increase the magic power output within the body without absorbing the outside magic power, and the magic power can be used to put a membrane on the surface of the body to prevent miasma.
Simply put, the more the udon is kneaded, the stronger it becomes.
Like a sword smith, the quality of the magic power is improved by circulating the magic power, and the output of the magic power is increased while the cost of the magic power is inversely proportional to the cost of the art of using it.
Of course, if you can't absorb it from outside your body, your magic power will run out much faster than usual.
This is just a kind of economy, not a breakthrough.
Warding and purifying the miasma would definitely be more efficient.
But unfortunately I can't do that, so I use this method.
Even so, the time spent inside the miasma is lightly increased by more than tenfold so it's worth remembering.
It's a good thing to remember. ...... wizardry, as expected, is not my area of expertise.
Finally, we arrived at our destination.
A purple-illuminated magic circle tucked away in a depression.
To the untrained eye, I predict that the lines of the same color extending in all directions from that magic circle are probably but supplying magic power to other points.
"I'm going to cut this thing open, though.
From the looks of it, it's not a summoning formation, but rather an object used to draw magic from the earth's veins to supply magic to other magicians.
The two dragon zombies were probably protecting this.
The standard procedure for disarming such a magic circle is to disable it in a straightforward manner.
But only the person who set it up would know that, and since I can only use basic magic, it would be like being asked to prove Fermat's Last Theorem.
So what I can do is limited to the brainy method of pushing.
I jump into the depression and look at the purple crystal in the center, which is as big as I am tall.
That's probably the starting point.
An object that speaks volumes about its importance.
You can feel a lot of magic as if to prove it, but since you don't feel like it won't break, it can probably be cut and broken.
However, if this is the valve that holds back the magic, it will be broken, which means that the magic that is still being released will break and create a flood.
If that's the case, even I'm confident in my durability, it's bad.
So should I just cut the whole magic circle? No, then we should tear out the surrounding rocks and bury them? Or you can try to cut through the miasma around it with your spunk.
More and more brainstorming methods start to run through your head, but none of them seem flashy or neat.
Huh, I was going to solve this with gusto, but I guess I can't do what I can't do. Summoning Mr. Vals and freezing this space would be the quickest way to do it. Or that too, huh?
I remind myself that action is not something to be taken without thinking.
The last resort is to summon spirits.
That method is also a procrastination, not a solution.
Is it better to move in the direction of exterminating the enemies around you and wait for the supervisor's troops to arrive?
You are going to be laughed at by Vals for doing nothing and turning around, but since you can't do anything, you decide to take action once you decide to do so.
"Huh?
The sensation that the instructors had drilled into my body to be sensitive to deadly force sent a rush of electricity through my brain.
A chill runs down your spine and you follow your premonition and with all your might, you swing the mineral tree toward the space behind you, where there should be none.
You felt something slicing through the air.
Immediately after that.
Ohhhhhh! My arm! The arms!
Who are you? This sword.
A scream rises from that swept space.
It wasn't there earlier.
There's no doubt about it.
But then I realized something had attacked me, and I reflexively shook the mineral tree, and there was a splash of blood, and a man kneeling with his arms down.
You quickly turn around and see the man's face, but all you remember is that it doesn't look familiar.
But I'm sure I know something that applies to this situation.
Gently, you look at the dagger lying on the ground near the man, still above your wrist, and you're sure it's something dangerous.
You can tell at a glance that it's something dangerous, so you slash it with your lumberjack.
Huh, that's it, huh?
Cracking the dagger just around the middle, you see that the suspicious atmosphere has disappeared, and once that's done, you turn your attention to your attacker.
Kuro hair and dark eyes, a face that looks only Japanese by all accounts.
You don't have to wonder why he's here alone, but he's the culprit behind the demon sword incident, I suspect.
There is too much circumstantial evidence, including the fact that he attacked me and the dagger that looks like a magic sword.
At first he was screaming in pain, but now he's quiet, I wondered why he's so quiet, so I checked him out.
"It's off, it's off, oh no, it's off!
The dagger was split in two and the painful cries of pain disappeared, but now it was mumbling and mumbling, giving off a dangerous atmosphere.
You should not get involved with a man who is clearly not in his right mind any longer, but you can't just leave him like this.
"d*mn.
You have to take out a potion from your waist and put it on the man's hand to stop the bleeding, and then retrieve the man's hand and the devil's sword that he had smashed to pieces, holding the man whose hostility had vanished and walking away.
I was afraid that the man might try something while holding him, but he only let out a dry laugh.
As you run, the man just stares at his missing hand and repeats that it's off, and you can't help but feel mentally exhausted just hearing it.
The miasma miasma is a mere mortal disease that can cause the miasma to become much worse.
You'll be able to get a better idea of what to do with it.
"Hey! Can you understand me?
"Ha ha ha, out of place, out of place
He grabs your face and tries to make eye contact with you, but his eyes are unfocused, and he's not sure what he's looking at.
These people aren't psychiatrists.
Snap your tongue and realize this man is out of my control.
Potions can't cure the mental.
It's impossible to tell in this situation if he was drugged or if he really is suffering from a mental illness.
It's good that I brought you in for information, but there's nothing more I can do.
Huh? The timing was good.
When you are at your wits' end, you feel a presence.
It's not a disturbing presence like that of the undead, but the presence of the purely living.
And this distinctive black presence is unique to the devil.
It's not crazy about that feeling, and it's sure to find me.
The group, which had grown stronger, turned its course and appeared this way.
Tanaka Jiro, what are you doing here?
Perhaps a leader.
The man in the lead, the demon, calls my name and asks me if I'm here.
"I'll tell you the details later. I flew in to fix the problem, but I couldn't do anything about it, so I just turned around. Thanks for the good timing. There's a magic circle ahead. That's probably what it was. And this is the street monster that's been causing a ruckus lately.
"What?
Let's talk about what kind of special forces it is later.
A forest camouflage demon appeared, and judging from the lack of hostility and the emblem on his shoulder, I explained the situation honestly.
Finally, he points to a man leaning against a tree while lighting a cigarette.
"And then? What's going on now? The other testers
"I'm safe. The evacuation is now complete and we are waiting in the village. So, is it true what you just said?
"There's no point in lying here, the sword is here to prove it. He's the one who is responsible for the latest scare. Maybe it's the magic sword or something else, or maybe it's just me, but he's gone crazy since he cut his wrists off. Is there anyone in this unit that can do healing magic? I want to join hands with this guy's mental health treatment.
All right. And we'll get the magic sword too. I'll have my men take it to Master Evvia.
"Yes, please.
Handing over the man's wrist with the magic sword, one of the troopers approached the man and began to heal him.
He let out a sigh, thinking that this would solve the situation, as three others went ahead to check out the magic circle.
I was relieved to see the end of the job at hand, not knowing that this was just part of a plan that was less than a prelude to a battle.
Another side
The man had a smile on his face behind his hood the whole time.
This is despite the fact that the wizard who was supposed to be a key part of this plan was captured.
I would have liked to see a little more of his skills, but was he too much to handle, even with the magic sword? That's enough for now. And the results are great. He did a pretty good job. I was going to turn him into an abandoned pawn and let him die here, but as a reward, I'm going to give you the right to live.
No, I guess that's now useless.
The turmoil in the forest of spirits is gradually coming to a halt.
The summoning party of the immortals is being closed in.
At last, the magicians who used the vein to summon them have been seized.
The man, who has no more cards on hand, gently flips his cloak and leaves as if to see off the end of the play.
Yeah, I'm looking forward to the harvest.
Only the words echo in the place, and the man leaves in a spatial transfer.
Another side end
Word of the Day
What you can't do is right in front of you, and your future course of action depends on how you react when you fail to do something. That was the day I thought so.
Please report us if you find any errors so we can fix it asap!
Dragon zombies are magical beasts that have been reanimated from dragon corpses and turned violent.
Basically, it has no reason or intelligence, and can only think of defeating its opponent.
If you're an ordinary person, this ability would be as much of a threat as a natural disaster.
Even if you simply focus on the power, its brain limiter is lifted, so it can produce more power than the original dragon.
The dragon's unique breath combines with its original nature and undead nature to add to the awkwardness.
In addition, and more troublesome, the dragon's unconsciousness gives it an enormous increase in life force, and it uses its status as a shield.
In short, they come by force.
If the rear guard, such as wizards and healers, were to be hit by this, there would be no hope for them.
Even the vanguard can be overwhelmed by mass and violence.
As a weakness, the fixed undead attributes of holy and light, as well as the fire attribute, which dragons are good at, become more effective when undead.
This is the only way to get the best out of it, and it is a natural enemy for the vanguard who can only use simple swordplay.
I'm sure that's what it's supposed to be.
It's not just a matter of time before you'll be able to get your hands on a new one.
I thought you were confident in your endurance value because of your unprotected bite. ...... Was I wrong?
I've lightly treated the dragon zombie, and I'm tilting my head in a strange way.
I think if Kaido heard what I just said, he'd be waving his palms from side to side as fast as he could and saying, "I don't know.
It's not a good idea to be a part of it.
And you're going to complain to me.
I'm sure he'd be happy to hear me complain about it, since it all happened so quickly.
The first thing I did against the dragon zombie's pincer charge was to run toward the one in front of me, and as we passed each other, I made a single blow to the neck of the other one, which was stacked on top of me to crush it.
With that alone, he cut off the fat dragon's head.
I cut off the heads of two of the dragons with exactly that.
The battle lasted only a few seconds.
That was all it took.
If this was a dragon with reason and intelligence left over, the outcome would have been a bit different... but that was just an if.
Whether you blink or look away, the scene in front of you will still be there.
Well, okay. It's a lot easier on us if it doesn't take a lot of work.
Although you feel a little unsatisfied, you are satisfied with the result, send the battle that ended sooner than expected to a corner of your mind, and decide that you have no more use for this place.
Then, you slowly begin to walk again towards your destination, keeping an eye on your surroundings.
Feeling the slightly damp ground, you duck into the miasma that is slowly growing thicker.
You can see fine.
You'll be able to see where the miasma is by using your other five senses to assist you.
It's the degree of animalistic sensing, but if you can't do that, those instructors will beat you up unilaterally, which is a physical skill that has been instinctively honed.
The miasma is not harmful to the body.
The principle is that miasma invades and eats away at a miasma because it absorbs the miasma itself and erodes the magic power inside your body, turning it from normal magic power to poison, according to Instructor Fusio.
The miasma is absorbed by every breath, nose and mouth as well as by skin breathing, and at this level of concentration, if you go there without any countermeasure, you will immediately get sick.
Of course I had learned how to prevent it.
I had trained with the miasma-emitting expert.
The miasma is contained and emitted in small doses but its concentration is so concentrated that when taken properly it exceeds the effects of ordinary poison. How do I know?
Yeah, because I got it right once and it was a matter of life and death, d*mn it.
If it weren't for Suera's help, I'd have had a meeting with Yama.
That's how I learned enough skill to suffocate a little with this level of miasma.
Now this is off topic.
Now we are trying to prevent the miasma by stopping the absorption of magic power from outside the body and purifying the concentration of magic power through internal circulation.
With this method, we can increase the magic power output within the body without absorbing the outside magic power, and the magic power can be used to put a membrane on the surface of the body to prevent miasma.
Simply put, the more the udon is kneaded, the stronger it becomes.
Like a sword smith, the quality of the magic power is improved by circulating the magic power, and the output of the magic power is increased while the cost of the magic power is inversely proportional to the cost of the art of using it.
Of course, if you can't absorb it from outside your body, your magic power will run out much faster than usual.
This is just a kind of economy, not a breakthrough.
Warding and purifying the miasma would definitely be more efficient.
But unfortunately I can't do that, so I use this method.
Even so, the time spent inside the miasma is lightly increased by more than tenfold so it's worth remembering.
It's a good thing to remember. ...... wizardry, as expected, is not my area of expertise.
Finally, we arrived at our destination.
A purple-illuminated magic circle tucked away in a depression.
To the untrained eye, I predict that the lines of the same color extending in all directions from that magic circle are probably but supplying magic power to other points.
"I'm going to cut this thing open, though.
From the looks of it, it's not a summoning formation, but rather an object used to draw magic from the earth's veins to supply magic to other magicians.
The two dragon zombies were probably protecting this.
The standard procedure for disarming such a magic circle is to disable it in a straightforward manner.
But only the person who set it up would know that, and since I can only use basic magic, it would be like being asked to prove Fermat's Last Theorem.
So what I can do is limited to the brainy method of pushing.
I jump into the depression and look at the purple crystal in the center, which is as big as I am tall.
That's probably the starting point.
An object that speaks volumes about its importance.
You can feel a lot of magic as if to prove it, but since you don't feel like it won't break, it can probably be cut and broken.
However, if this is the valve that holds back the magic, it will be broken, which means that the magic that is still being released will break and create a flood.
If that's the case, even I'm confident in my durability, it's bad.
So should I just cut the whole magic circle? No, then we should tear out the surrounding rocks and bury them? Or you can try to cut through the miasma around it with your spunk.
More and more brainstorming methods start to run through your head, but none of them seem flashy or neat.
Huh, I was going to solve this with gusto, but I guess I can't do what I can't do. Summoning Mr. Vals and freezing this space would be the quickest way to do it. Or that too, huh?
I remind myself that action is not something to be taken without thinking.
The last resort is to summon spirits.
That method is also a procrastination, not a solution.
Is it better to move in the direction of exterminating the enemies around you and wait for the supervisor's troops to arrive?
You are going to be laughed at by Vals for doing nothing and turning around, but since you can't do anything, you decide to take action once you decide to do so.
"Huh?
The sensation that the instructors had drilled into my body to be sensitive to deadly force sent a rush of electricity through my brain.
A chill runs down your spine and you follow your premonition and with all your might, you swing the mineral tree toward the space behind you, where there should be none.
You felt something slicing through the air.
Immediately after that.
Ohhhhhh! My arm! The arms!
Who are you? This sword.
A scream rises from that swept space.
It wasn't there earlier.
There's no doubt about it.
But then I realized something had attacked me, and I reflexively shook the mineral tree, and there was a splash of blood, and a man kneeling with his arms down.
You quickly turn around and see the man's face, but all you remember is that it doesn't look familiar.
But I'm sure I know something that applies to this situation.
Gently, you look at the dagger lying on the ground near the man, still above your wrist, and you're sure it's something dangerous.
You can tell at a glance that it's something dangerous, so you slash it with your lumberjack.
Huh, that's it, huh?
Cracking the dagger just around the middle, you see that the suspicious atmosphere has disappeared, and once that's done, you turn your attention to your attacker.
Kuro hair and dark eyes, a face that looks only Japanese by all accounts.
You don't have to wonder why he's here alone, but he's the culprit behind the demon sword incident, I suspect.
There is too much circumstantial evidence, including the fact that he attacked me and the dagger that looks like a magic sword.
At first he was screaming in pain, but now he's quiet, I wondered why he's so quiet, so I checked him out.
"It's off, it's off, oh no, it's off!
The dagger was split in two and the painful cries of pain disappeared, but now it was mumbling and mumbling, giving off a dangerous atmosphere.
You should not get involved with a man who is clearly not in his right mind any longer, but you can't just leave him like this.
"d*mn.
You have to take out a potion from your waist and put it on the man's hand to stop the bleeding, and then retrieve the man's hand and the devil's sword that he had smashed to pieces, holding the man whose hostility had vanished and walking away.
I was afraid that the man might try something while holding him, but he only let out a dry laugh.
As you run, the man just stares at his missing hand and repeats that it's off, and you can't help but feel mentally exhausted just hearing it.
The miasma miasma is a mere mortal disease that can cause the miasma to become much worse.
You'll be able to get a better idea of what to do with it.
"Hey! Can you understand me?
"Ha ha ha, out of place, out of place
He grabs your face and tries to make eye contact with you, but his eyes are unfocused, and he's not sure what he's looking at.
These people aren't psychiatrists.
Snap your tongue and realize this man is out of my control.
Potions can't cure the mental.
It's impossible to tell in this situation if he was drugged or if he really is suffering from a mental illness.
It's good that I brought you in for information, but there's nothing more I can do.
Huh? The timing was good.
When you are at your wits' end, you feel a presence.
It's not a disturbing presence like that of the undead, but the presence of the purely living.
And this distinctive black presence is unique to the devil.
It's not crazy about that feeling, and it's sure to find me.
The group, which had grown stronger, turned its course and appeared this way.
Tanaka Jiro, what are you doing here?
Perhaps a leader.
The man in the lead, the demon, calls my name and asks me if I'm here.
"I'll tell you the details later. I flew in to fix the problem, but I couldn't do anything about it, so I just turned around. Thanks for the good timing. There's a magic circle ahead. That's probably what it was. And this is the street monster that's been causing a ruckus lately.
"What?
Let's talk about what kind of special forces it is later.
A forest camouflage demon appeared, and judging from the lack of hostility and the emblem on his shoulder, I explained the situation honestly.
Finally, he points to a man leaning against a tree while lighting a cigarette.
"And then? What's going on now? The other testers
"I'm safe. The evacuation is now complete and we are waiting in the village. So, is it true what you just said?
"There's no point in lying here, the sword is here to prove it. He's the one who is responsible for the latest scare. Maybe it's the magic sword or something else, or maybe it's just me, but he's gone crazy since he cut his wrists off. Is there anyone in this unit that can do healing magic? I want to join hands with this guy's mental health treatment.
All right. And we'll get the magic sword too. I'll have my men take it to Master Evvia.
"Yes, please.
Handing over the man's wrist with the magic sword, one of the troopers approached the man and began to heal him.
He let out a sigh, thinking that this would solve the situation, as three others went ahead to check out the magic circle.
I was relieved to see the end of the job at hand, not knowing that this was just part of a plan that was less than a prelude to a battle.
Another side
The man had a smile on his face behind his hood the whole time.
This is despite the fact that the wizard who was supposed to be a key part of this plan was captured.
I would have liked to see a little more of his skills, but was he too much to handle, even with the magic sword? That's enough for now. And the results are great. He did a pretty good job. I was going to turn him into an abandoned pawn and let him die here, but as a reward, I'm going to give you the right to live.
No, I guess that's now useless.
The turmoil in the forest of spirits is gradually coming to a halt.
The summoning party of the immortals is being closed in.
At last, the magicians who used the vein to summon them have been seized.
The man, who has no more cards on hand, gently flips his cloak and leaves as if to see off the end of the play.
Yeah, I'm looking forward to the harvest.
Only the words echo in the place, and the man leaves in a spatial transfer.
Another side end
Word of the Day
What you can't do is right in front of you, and your future course of action depends on how you react when you fail to do something. That was the day I thought so.
Dragon zombies are magical beasts that have been reanimated from dragon corpses and turned violent.Basically, it has no reason or intelligence, and can only think of defeating its opponent.If you're an ordinary person, this ability would be as much of a threat as a natural disaster. Even if you simply focus on the power, its brain limiter is lifted, so it can produce more power than the original dragon.The dragon's unique breath combines with its original nature and undead nature to add to the awkwardness.In addition, and more troublesome, the dragon's unconsciousness gives it an enormous increase in life force, and it uses its status as a shield.In short, they come by force.If the rear guard, such as wizards and healers, were to be hit by this, there would be no hope for them.Even the vanguard can be overwhelmed by mass and violence.As a weakness, the fixed undead attributes of holy and light, as well as the fire attribute, which dragons are good at, become more effective when undead.This is the only way to get the best out of it, and it is a natural enemy for the vanguard who can only use simple swordplay.I'm sure that's what it's supposed to be.It's not just a matter of time before you'll be able to get your hands on a new one.I thought you were confident in your endurance value because of your unprotected bite. ...... Was I wrong?I've lightly treated the dragon zombie, and I'm tilting my head in a strange way.I think if Kaido heard what I just said, he'd be waving his palms from side to side as fast as he could and saying, "I don't know.It's not a good idea to be a part of it.And you're going to complain to me.I'm sure he'd be happy to hear me complain about it, since it all happened so quickly.The first thing I did against the dragon zombie's pincer charge was to run toward the one in front of me, and as we passed each other, I made a single blow to the neck of the other one, which was stacked on top of me to crush it.With that alone, he cut off the fat dragon's head.I cut off the heads of two of the dragons with exactly that.The battle lasted only a few seconds.That was all it took.If this was a dragon with reason and intelligence left over, the outcome would have been a bit different... but that was just an if.Whether you blink or look away, the scene in front of you will still be there.Well, okay. It's a lot easier on us if it doesn't take a lot of work.Although you feel a little unsatisfied, you are satisfied with the result, send the battle that ended sooner than expected to a corner of your mind, and decide that you have no more use for this place.Then, you slowly begin to walk again towards your destination, keeping an eye on your surroundings.Feeling the slightly damp ground, you duck into the miasma that is slowly growing thicker.You can see fine.You'll be able to see where the miasma is by using your other five senses to assist you.It's the degree of animalistic sensing, but if you can't do that, those instructors will beat you up unilaterally, which is a physical skill that has been instinctively honed.The miasma is not harmful to the body.The principle is that miasma invades and eats away at a miasma because it absorbs the miasma itself and erodes the magic power inside your body, turning it from normal magic power to poison, according to Instructor Fusio.The miasma is absorbed by every breath, nose and mouth as well as by skin breathing, and at this level of concentration, if you go there without any countermeasure, you will immediately get sick.Of course I had learned how to prevent it.I had trained with the miasma-emitting expert.The miasma is contained and emitted in small doses but its concentration is so concentrated that when taken properly it exceeds the effects of ordinary poison. How do I know?Yeah, because I got it right once and it was a matter of life and death, d*mn it.If it weren't for Suera's help, I'd have had a meeting with Yama.That's how I learned enough skill to suffocate a little with this level of miasma.Now this is off topic.Now we are trying to prevent the miasma by stopping the absorption of magic power from outside the body and purifying the concentration of magic power through internal circulation.With this method, we can increase the magic power output within the body without absorbing the outside magic power, and the magic power can be used to put a membrane on the surface of the body to prevent miasma.Simply put, the more the udon is kneaded, the stronger it becomes.Like a sword smith, the quality of the magic power is improved by circulating the magic power, and the output of the magic power is increased while the cost of the magic power is inversely proportional to the cost of the art of using it.Of course, if you can't absorb it from outside your body, your magic power will run out much faster than usual.This is just a kind of economy, not a breakthrough.Warding and purifying the miasma would definitely be more efficient.But unfortunately I can't do that, so I use this method.Even so, the time spent inside the miasma is lightly increased by more than tenfold so it's worth remembering.It's a good thing to remember. ...... wizardry, as expected, is not my area of expertise.Finally, we arrived at our destination.A purple-illuminated magic circle tucked away in a depression.To the untrained eye, I predict that the lines of the same color extending in all directions from that magic circle are probably but supplying magic power to other points."I'm going to cut this thing open, though.From the looks of it, it's not a summoning formation, but rather an object used to draw magic from the earth's veins to supply magic to other magicians.The two dragon zombies were probably protecting this.The standard procedure for disarming such a magic circle is to disable it in a straightforward manner.But only the person who set it up would know that, and since I can only use basic magic, it would be like being asked to prove Fermat's Last Theorem.So what I can do is limited to the brainy method of pushing.I jump into the depression and look at the purple crystal in the center, which is as big as I am tall.That's probably the starting point.An object that speaks volumes about its importance.You can feel a lot of magic as if to prove it, but since you don't feel like it won't break, it can probably be cut and broken.However, if this is the valve that holds back the magic, it will be broken, which means that the magic that is still being released will break and create a flood.If that's the case, even I'm confident in my durability, it's bad.So should I just cut the whole magic circle?No, then we should tear out the surrounding rocks and bury them? Or you can try to cut through the miasma around it with your spunk.More and more brainstorming methods start to run through your head, but none of them seem flashy or neat.Huh, I was going to solve this with gusto, but I guess I can't do what I can't do. Summoning Mr. Vals and freezing this space would be the quickest way to do it. Or that too, huh?I remind myself that action is not something to be taken without thinking.The last resort is to summon spirits.That method is also a procrastination, not a solution.Is it better to move in the direction of exterminating the enemies around you and wait for the supervisor's troops to arrive?You are going to be laughed at by Vals for doing nothing and turning around, but since you can't do anything, you decide to take action once you decide to do so."Huh?The sensation that the instructors had drilled into my body to be sensitive to deadly force sent a rush of electricity through my brain.A chill runs down your spine and you follow your premonition and with all your might, you swing the mineral tree toward the space behind you, where there should be none.You felt something slicing through the air.Immediately after that.Ohhhhhh!My arm!The arms!Who are you?This sword.A scream rises from that swept space.It wasn't there earlier.There's no doubt about it.But then I realized something had attacked me, and I reflexively shook the mineral tree, and there was a splash of blood, and a man kneeling with his arms down.You quickly turn around and see the man's face, but all you remember is that it doesn't look familiar.But I'm sure I know something that applies to this situation.Gently, you look at the dagger lying on the ground near the man, still above your wrist, and you're sure it's something dangerous.You can tell at a glance that it's something dangerous, so you slash it with your lumberjack.Huh, that's it, huh?Cracking the dagger just around the middle, you see that the suspicious atmosphere has disappeared, and once that's done, you turn your attention to your attacker.Kuro hair and dark eyes, a face that looks only Japanese by all accounts.You don't have to wonder why he's here alone, but he's the culprit behind the demon sword incident, I suspect.There is too much circumstantial evidence, including the fact that he attacked me and the dagger that looks like a magic sword.At first he was screaming in pain, but now he's quiet, I wondered why he's so quiet, so I checked him out."It's off, it's off, oh no, it's off!The dagger was split in two and the painful cries of pain disappeared, but now it was mumbling and mumbling, giving off a dangerous atmosphere.You should not get involved with a man who is clearly not in his right mind any longer, but you can't just leave him like this."d*mn.You have to take out a potion from your waist and put it on the man's hand to stop the bleeding, and then retrieve the man's hand and the devil's sword that he had smashed to pieces, holding the man whose hostility had vanished and walking away.I was afraid that the man might try something while holding him, but he only let out a dry laugh.As you run, the man just stares at his missing hand and repeats that it's off, and you can't help but feel mentally exhausted just hearing it.The miasma miasma is a mere mortal disease that can cause the miasma to become much worse.You'll be able to get a better idea of what to do with it."Hey!Can you understand me?"Ha ha ha, out of place, out of placeHe grabs your face and tries to make eye contact with you, but his eyes are unfocused, and he's not sure what he's looking at.These people aren't psychiatrists.Snap your tongue and realize this man is out of my control.Potions can't cure the mental.It's impossible to tell in this situation if he was drugged or if he really is suffering from a mental illness.It's good that I brought you in for information, but there's nothing more I can do.Huh?The timing was good.When you are at your wits' end, you feel a presence.It's not a disturbing presence like that of the undead, but the presence of the purely living.And this distinctive black presence is unique to the devil.It's not crazy about that feeling, and it's sure to find me.The group, which had grown stronger, turned its course and appeared this way.Tanaka Jiro, what are you doing here?Perhaps a leader.The man in the lead, the demon, calls my name and asks me if I'm here."I'll tell you the details later. I flew in to fix the problem, but I couldn't do anything about it, so I just turned around. Thanks for the good timing. There's a magic circle ahead. That's probably what it was. And this is the street monster that's been causing a ruckus lately."What?Let's talk about what kind of special forces it is later.A forest camouflage demon appeared, and judging from the lack of hostility and the emblem on his shoulder, I explained the situation honestly.Finally, he points to a man leaning against a tree while lighting a cigarette."And then?What's going on now?The other testers"I'm safe. The evacuation is now complete and we are waiting in the village. So, is it true what you just said?"There's no point in lying here, the sword is here to prove it. He's the one who is responsible for the latest scare. Maybe it's the magic sword or something else, or maybe it's just me, but he's gone crazy since he cut his wrists off. Is there anyone in this unit that can do healing magic?I want to join hands with this guy's mental health treatment.All right. And we'll get the magic sword too. I'll have my men take it to Master Evvia."Yes, please.Handing over the man's wrist with the magic sword, one of the troopers approached the man and began to heal him.He let out a sigh, thinking that this would solve the situation, as three others went ahead to check out the magic circle.I was relieved to see the end of the job at hand, not knowing that this was just part of a plan that was less than a prelude to a battle.Another sideThe man had a smile on his face behind his hood the whole time.This is despite the fact that the wizard who was supposed to be a key part of this plan was captured.I would have liked to see a little more of his skills, but was he too much to handle, even with the magic sword? That's enough for now. And the results are great. He did a pretty good job. I was going to turn him into an abandoned pawn and let him die here, but as a reward, I'm going to give you the right to live.No, I guess that's now useless.The turmoil in the forest of spirits is gradually coming to a halt.The summoning party of the immortals is being closed in.At last, the magicians who used the vein to summon them have been seized.The man, who has no more cards on hand, gently flips his cloak and leaves as if to see off the end of the play.Yeah, I'm looking forward to the harvest.Only the words echo in the place, and the man leaves in a spatial transfer.Another side endWord of the DayWhat you can't do is right in front of you, and your future course of action depends on how you react when you fail to do something. That was the day I thought so.
