Black Iron Magician ~ Training Story of the Untalented Disciple ~

The noisy wild horses quiet down. Apparently, you felt on your skin that the simulation war between the two of them would begin. In view of safety, I am nervous about that look, even though it is a lot further away than me or Chinatsu. Swallow and watch, it was exactly like that.

"Canon, hold my sword."

"Ha, ha! I'll keep it."

Moono, did you finish carrying you, it looks like some guy from Canon. Nell, who was dressed in an unmatched outfit called a knife on his personal clothes, has handed him the sword. He must have blown a bubble and passed out. Resurrection is fast.

"Mr. Nell, don't they use swords?

"I told you I wouldn't fight back. Then you don't need a sword."

"Oh, no. My master told me that Nell was a swordsman, so I thought it was a sword to prevent attacks."

"I don't have a problem with that. Harna, don't worry about people, think about doing everything you can right now. You're not taking me on an expedition, are you?

"Oh, that's troubling! but I'll do my best!

"That's good. Well, I'll check the rules one last time. Harna can move around as much as she wants and attack with weapons and magic, but I don't fight back and I don't move a step off this scene. Right...... can I put one in Harna or should I pass if I think it's the kind of force that convinces me? No particular time limit, ends when Harna gibbers up. If there's anything else I can order, I'll take it, but how about this?

"No, too much consideration, thank you. I think that's good, too."

You've become another troublesome rule. Though irresistible, the difficulty of putting a single attack on Nell is not the ratio of Ash Kobolt Boss or Sato. On the other hand, I can't imagine Hal giving up from himself in Hal either, and I only have a feeling this is going to take a long time.

"Then call me. I'll see to it."

Nell said away as he stomped firmly on the ground and put his arms together. If the foreword were to be fulfilled as it were, Nell would not even be allowed to lift his feet off the ground anymore.

"Best wishes!

When the opposing Hull finishes invigorating his thanks for the start of the simulated battle, he begins to cast his magic. Is this chant, Diese? If it were meant to be, it would be magic to let black smoke unfold around the operator and use it in the dark. But Hal is causing this to occur in Nell's standing position, not around himself.

"Yona uses magic...!

"Even then, my profession is a wizard, and I'll use that. I get aggregated to throw the basics."

"Throw?"

"Well, I think we'll see. You thought more than that, that guy. The black smoke made by Diese has a narrow range of occurrences and minor magic that is harmless to the human body. But that black smoke is a substitute for darkness itself and not even light. Yeah, do it. When they surround you, they seal your sight. If it's normal, you just need to move a little from there, but now Nell can't because he also banned the move himself. With or without damage, it would be difficult to defend the attack from that state or not. More."

"More?"

Hal was starting to assemble another magic from there. New magic I just remembered yesterday, it is a fume fog that creates poison fog.

"The magic that Hal has just chanted generates poison fog extensively. The shades are purple and everything is poisonous! It feels like, but Nell wouldn't know it in a state he can't see around. Great magic for a protracted war. It's a pretty nasty tactic to breathe on top of being blind."

"Um, Mr. Derris. Purple fog is looming so far..."

"... can't you handle it?

"Oh, what! You can!"

Chinatsu, who looked hasty, began to impose a light magic barrier while saying so. The poison fog won't reach the wild horses, but we can't give up this position as an emergency medical team. Still, I have a knife-like sword on my back, so I thought Thousand Natsu's occupation was swordsman, but is there a line between the same wizard as Hal, or a monk? Although there are some reverse patterns that start to magically remember from swordsmen, like Nell.

"Mr. Derris, we've built it."

"All right, you look fine. Looks like Hal's attacking too."

"Finally."

Hal still keeps his distance. It is not always prudent to know that the experience gained so far and the sharpened sensations must not approach the detour. But Hull's eyes are in their usual mode. And what Hal took out of the porch like that was a black demon stone iron ball that Mr. Gunn made yesterday.

"Is it only a long range attack at first?"

"That's black, but it's a ball, right? Is that magic?

"... yeah, maybe I won't be in the magic category for once"

"Which one…"

I want to hear that, too. Hal weighs in with Gravi on the iron sphere and trims in a fierce poison with a daus more powerful than Adva's poisonous mud. From a wild horse, he'll just look like he's polishing a black ball. But that thing is already physically and magically stained with the murder weapon. Not to mention, this time it's a bespoke weapon, not a stone falling there. The magic of Dark Magic levels and stats also stepped up, and now the ball is filled with tremendous weight and poison. It would be outrageous if anyone but Hal, the surgeon, touched it.

Now, when the insane murder weapon is complete, it's finally a throw, a throw. The duration is unlimited and in very loose motion, Hal wields his arm with an iron ball. There's still some tatter from there, too, until I twist my body to twist and finally show my back from Nell.

- Gokuri.

As the tension grew, I heard spit swallowing from someone in the wild horses. It was at the same moment that Hal's demon ball was thrown with his fighting-style skills, corrective effects with throwing skills, and all of them turned upside down.

Pushing through the poison fog is the magic (physics) that has slaughtered numerous fierce men. It goes toward the location of Nell, closed in the dark, as it is sucked in. Hal was moving to the next shooting position as he was blinded by the fastball he had accumulated in his stockpile and by the magic that everyone had been thrown at him.

In order to attack constantly, there is only a small amount of time left to travel. Hal, who took the iron ball out of his pouch, swings it as he runs to the next mount. It doesn't take time, like the first pitch, and throws sideways in the shortest possible time. The next time the ball didn't have the ball speed, but just before entering the black smoke it showed unusual changes and disappeared into the darkness as it bent at a steep angle.

Hal's attack still won't stop. The magic continues to be cast as the circle trajectories around the darkness until the MP of the iron sphere and Hull stored in the porch allows it. Unlike when he was dealing with Sato and the others in the mansion of Grey Rope, Hal today has gained control of a hundred shots, even from somewhat impossible positions. The attack, sometimes in a straight line while running endlessly and sometimes in the dark of Diese's eyes while changes were made, was a sweeping word.

"Still not enough to take one from Nell,"

"What?"

Hal, who was continuing his disease, stopped. As far as the MP for the status goes, there's still room over there. Then apparently the remnants of the iron sphere ran out. Hal the boulder will breathe on his shoulder if he moves all that too. I'm tired of walking and throwing everything I can with an iron ball.

"Harna, you use funny magic. I caught it with my bare hands thinking it would be bad if it melted, but it sounded pretty core."

If you think Nell's voice came out of the dark, now the explosion went off. And every black smoke and poison fog. Hal's magic blows away and disperses. What emerged from the scattered darkness was Nell, who remained unchanged from the state of his armband and stood as if nothing had happened. No, the emotions in your heart are changing. I'm smiling when I'm in a pretty good mood.

"Yeah, this is going to work for even level five monsters. You did it, you passed!

At the foot of the satisfied Nell was a pile of iron balls thrown by Hull.

"Oh, yes..."

Hal doesn't seem convinced, but it was a shame it ended sooner than expected.