Inferior Magic Swordsman: Using the Skill Board to Become the Strongest

"Thor, are you still awake?

When the penetration was obsessed with "writing", the room was knocked twice.

But the osmosis is obsessed with the sight in front of him, and he doesn't notice.

"Tor? The general told me that the window was glowing..."

It was a permeation that I wouldn't even notice repeated calls.

"Gahhhh!!"

I heard Estelle scream and got me back.

"What, Estelle!?"

"My eyes, my eyes!!"

Permeation hastily erased "Writing".

Looking back, Estelle was rolling across the door, holding her eyes against the floor.

I needed a lot of time until Estelle settled down.

Her eyes were visible, but she was still pounding tears over whether the light shock was still there.

"Thor, my eyes are full..."

"Oh, I'm sorry. I never thought people would come into the room..."

I know it's just a light reflex, but in front of the teardropping ester, the permeation is mundane.

"Why did you use a blind eye in the room?

"Meh, I'm not blinding you. I was using" Writing. "

"You're not a good joke, Thor." Writing: I can't blind you. "

"Ah... yeah. No, not a blind eye."

That said, Tor pointed to the futon.

"I always plant" writing "behind the futon to sleep -"

"Why are you doing such a stupid imitation?" Writing "is what you use to illuminate the darkness, not what you plant in the futon, right?

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Estelle truthfully cut into a zubble, and the permeation was stuck in words.

I can't even feel the slightest shade of oblate.

"I see. In the world of Tor, are they all sleeping with lights planted in futons?"

"No, no, I don't have that."

The earthlings sleep in bed in shining futons.

Permeation immediately corrected such Estelle's mistake.

"I was using" Writing "to practice magic indoors. Or one more thing. Estelle, look at this."

"Huh?"

When I said that, Permea used "blinds" for herself and Estelle.

"Blind: Estelle raised her back slightly after receiving it, but she quickly regained her composure because the surgeon was permeable.

"This is how I'm going to plant" Writing "in the futon..."

The penetration lights the futon one after the other.

Then, where "Writing" crossed a hundred, the futon fluttered and lifted to space.

"What!?"

"I don't know what the rationale is, but when I overlay" Writing, "the futon floats."

Beyond the "blind", the futon floated in the universe as it shimmered downwards.

When I discovered this phenomenon, the permeation became obsessed with how far the hell I could fly the futon.

Thanks to you, Estelle's eyes nearly crumbled...

"If you change the balance of light a little bit more,"

When the transmission planted some "writing" on the side of the futon, the futon that was drifting through the universe began to rotate laterally.

The glowing futon floats and circles in the universe.

To the sight, Estelle told me to twist it out.

"What the hell is going on here?

"Hmm, you don't know that, do you?"

Light has no mass.

No matter how strong the light, it doesn't create the power to move something.

However, only "writing" floated the futon.

In other words, unlike natural light, the light created by magic works with some power.

Until what the power was, however, a magician had no idea.

When I saw the futon floating in the universe, it was initially a distracted ester, but then I coughed one up and opened my mouth like it was cold.

"... er, well, that's awesome, Thor. It's just... uh, if you can just float a futon, wouldn't wind magic make it easier?

"Ugh."

Estelle's theory pierces her chest.

Indeed, her valve is correct.

With wind magic from the bottom side, the futon can be easily lifted.

Wind magic is overwhelmingly more fuel-efficient than using hundreds more "writing".

But, but!

Permeation never just wanted to float the futon.

"I wanted to float the futon with the power of light."

It's the man's romance that brings together the powers that never seem possible to make the impossible possible.

"Well, Romance figured it out, and I can see how awesome the futon floated in the light... it's late at night now. It looks like other customers are complaining about the light leaking outside, so weigh yourself in a little bit."

Stiffening his fist and forcefully theorizing, he didn't convey a single penetrating enthusiasm to Esther.

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The next day. Late at night "Writing: Permeation, stabbed with a nail by the general about the commotion, headed to the guild with Estelle as she dropped her shoulder.

"Can't you stay normally?"

"Writing" caused complaints from other customers, and the general was Cancún.

But Trans is going to be staying normally.

"Writing" is not prohibited by the terms of the inn, nor does it make any noise.

I just shouldn't have too much room for permeation.

(Now apply a proper blind to the window so you don't get complaints before you practice!

It was a permeation that did not just happen when I fell.

The penetration on the guild quickly takes you to the counter.

"Good morning, Mr. Thor!... and Mr. Estelle. What can I do for you today?

"... Tor?

"I don't know, I don't know, don't look at me"

Different ranks in Marie's response made Estelle's eyes glow slightly darker.

Staring with his eyes about to be cursed, Permeation shakes his head in a panic.

I don't see a single difference in Marie's response.

"... I took on a request yesterday, but I came to report it because it's done"

Transmission gives Marie a paper marked with a holy seal.

I looked at the sacred mark that had been stamped with majesty, Marie said.

"... definitely. This is a sacred mark of Naesianism, isn't it? I didn't think you'd be cleared in a day. How the hell did you find Neissis Church?

"Hmm. We don't even know that."

I know the directions I walked to Naisys Church.

But it should not be thought that the permeation will not reach the church, even if it uses its path again.

"Again, I guess it's just called Fate God and you can't get there without connecting the edges. We have also been able to confirm the Holy Seal, so we will now complete the request. Mr. Thor, Mr. Estelle, I will keep your guild card."

Marie split the point of completion of the request on the guild card and gave her a hemp bag as permeable as a wipe.

When the permeation peeked inside, it definitely contained one piece of gold coin.

It is a large sum of money that does not match the size of the bag.

"Estelle, I'll give you half later."

Copy that.

The permeation puts it inside the tool pochette - pretending to throw it into the < different vault >.

"This completes the request. Can I help you?

"No, thank you"

I left Marie's side, and now I'm headed to the request board.

"What's the matter, Thor? You're not going to Simon's?

"I'm going to the store, but I thought I'd take one request."

Transmission continues, looking at the E-rank bulletin board.

"Look, when we get a new weapon, we need to make sure it's user-friendly, right?

"... I see. So you're just gonna get a good request."

"Exactly."

Sometimes the good and bad of a weapon can be seen after use.

So the permeation is just fine - the permeation could not be tried out and spoken for in order to take life - I was looking over the request.

"Thor. Isn't this just right?

"Well, that's settled."

Estelle pointed to one request to find it.

When he saw the request, he nodded with satisfaction.