Otoko Nara Ikkokuichijou no Aruji o Mezasa Nakya, ne?

The next morning began the long-awaited training in magic.

Last night, I trained to the limit and then I had enough rest...... Was it the response you were saying? I guess Charles thought about it a lot. Normally, they start from where they sense the magic flow, but they seem to have put their specific gravity on letting them use it to the limits of their magic.

Carrying four chairs in front of the house, he first held the twig in his left hand and waved his right hand to shrug its tip. And, I don't know, the fire lit up ahead of the plunder. My right hand seemed slightly glowing when I plundered. Sometimes it was for a moment that my hands glowed, and I didn't see well in the morning sunlight, but my hands did glow. I rushed to appraise Char and he did have one less MP. You didn't say anything now, did you? It didn't look like I cast a spell.

"This is the magic of ignition. Initial magic, but you'll learn from something easier today. Farn, let this flame rock and see. Put your hands on either side of the flame and let the magic pass between your palms. Remember to pass magic through your right and left palms. Hopefully, the flames will shake."

Farn started roaring, yeah, with a face that seemed somehow difficult when he put his hands on either side of the fire, as he was told. Less than a few minutes later, the twigs burned and shortened, and Charles stepped on fire and put them out as he dropped the twigs to the ground. Miloo next, then me.

None of the three of them did well.

Charles now made Miloo hold that branch when he lit the twig, and he made himself cuddle Farn from behind. Positioning your hands on the outside of both hands of Furn,

"Well, Farn, let's go. Remember this feeling."

When I say, my hands gleam. The flames began to shake abruptly but never went away.

"Farn, can you go on the same way?

"Ugh, ooh, ooh, I get it"

Furn is honest. At the same time, open the Fern appraisal window and view the MP. It hasn't decreased as yet as 2. Shall let his hand shine the same way when he did it again on the outside of Fern's hand. Furn stared at the flames with temper again after a hazy look.

Then Fern's hands glowed bluish, too. The flames shake. MP is... 1!

Looks like Furn got MP consumption too.

Next, Charles lit a twig and taught Miloo the same thing when he let Fern hold it. Miloo was able to shake the flames in a shorter time than Farn, but I guess he reached his limit, he fell asleep.

Charles walks into his mother's house when he hugs Miloo, who sleeps.

"Hey, Al, did you see that? Magic is amazing. Can I be a wizard like my mother, too?

I had predictions, but was Shall called a wizard?

"I did see it. That's amazing. I hope I can use it too."

"Ha, right. But I'm pretty tired of that. It might be tough on Al for boulders. Miloo is too tired to sleep."

Shull came back talking about that.

"Bye, Farn. Just do it again before you forget what it was like."

"What, it's not me next?

I'm a little dissapointed.

"Once you get the feeling, you better repeat it until you remember, come on, Al, because you lit the fire, can you hold it?

"Yes, I'm fine"

Well, if it's sensory, you should get used to it.

"Bye, Farn. Again."

As earlier, Charles let his hands shine just as he held Fern from behind. Now in a shorter time than earlier, Fern could also shake the flames. He was a fan with a joyous look on his face, but he couldn't seem to stand the drowsiness any longer. I guess I had anticipated that originally, Charles headed to the motherhouse again when he held up the sleeping furn.

"Huh, because this is what happens, it's really normal to teach magic when it's a little older. If you're a little girl, they say it's dangerous because it's too little magic."

"How old do you normally start studying magic?

"Hey, normally since I grew up or just a little before I grew up? If your body isn't growing enough, it's less magical, so sometimes it's not an exercise."

I see, so we're all low on magic, because there's no room for growth first if we don't let them run out of MP before the age of nine.

"It's okay, I don't think your great-grandfather knew that. There must be some explanation for this, too."

"Well, then, Al, it's you next"

Charles pierced it to the ground when he lit a slightly longer twig.

"Well, I'll go the same way."

I felt something warm flowing from Shall's palm against my hand to the opposite palm as Shall's hand glowed blue. Is this the flow of magic? It is warm and warm and feels like when you dip your hands in hot water on a cold winter day. I see, should I consciously wake up this feeling? So, wait, can you, like, do that?

"Is it time to do it alone? Okay? I'm gonna stop my magic flow."

"What, have you already?

"That's right. Yes, I stopped."

Hmm. The flames stopped shaking as soon as possible. Stare at the flames, shake them, think.

There's no shaking.

Furn and Miloo could do it, but you can't just come here and do it for me, or you're lying.

You're going to be involved in designing your future life.

"Al, what does it take for a flame to shake?

"Breathing, wind blowing..."

"Yes, then think about winding it out of your right hand and sucking it in with your left."

Oh, my God, that. I can even follow your mouth.

Imagine where your mouth was formed in the palm of your hand, but it's too unnatural.

For the flames to shake, there should be some kind of energy flow, not just air flow. Energy, flow and flow energy.

"Well, let's do it again."

Shall clap his hands at the back of my hand again and let the magic flow.

The energy that flows. And the energy that flows through your body?

Imagine a clear blood vessel coming from your right hand to your left.

Of course, the center of the blood vessel is in flames.

Thinking about it, I imagined the clear blood vessels to the point where they were seared with flames.

Whoa, this is hot.

My blood vessels burned alive.

"Hot!"

What? Why did you even feel the flames you hadn't touched until the fever?

The flames and my hands are roughly 15 cm apart.

It's not such a distance to feel the heat of flames like candles.

Then why did you feel the heat?

I imagined a clear blood vessel connecting my right and left hands.

So, I imagined it to the point where it would burn.

Is magic supposed to embody an image into an actual phenomenon?

Do you want to go next with the image of looking up a virtual fan with your right hand?

The image of looking up to a small group fan without moving your actual right hand.

Patapata.

Patapata.

Patapata.

"Whoa."

The fire went out when I thought it glowed blue for just a second on my right hand.

On my left hand I feel like I've been winded.

"Eh, you, it's wind magic..."

Shull is out of line.

"Al, are you okay? Aren't you sleepy?

"Yes, it's okay, Mother."

"Well, let's do it again."

Char lights the tip of the branch again,

"Hmm, it's not a mistake, and it's magic too, but that's too strong for the fire to go out. Like I said, it feels like magic runs from your right hand to your left."

Shull clapping his hands at the back of my hand again, saying.

The sensation of magic flowing from the right hand to the left hand occurred through the back of the hand again.

This isn't what blood feels like.

It is not something that is regularly pushed away by a heartbeat, but the feeling of constant flow of quantitation.

It feels like a tap faucet opens on your right hand and something slowly flows into the drain on your left hand, but should I say it?

"Al, feel the magic flow. The magic is in your body, and it always goes around your body. It feels like I'm going to deflect the flow a little bit and flush it directly from your right hand to your left."

What the hell, that.

Always circling around your body, other than blood, or something like that. Lymph fluid? It's with blood, that's it.

I noticed it here. Wouldn't my knowledge be in the way?

I study basic anatomy as a modern-day Japanese.

Naturally, there can't be a substitute for "magic" in that learning item.

But Fern and Miloo, who had never been disturbed by such knowledge, should have thought of magic as something that existed from the beginning.

The magical images I have are the blue glowing hands of Shal and Grandma Shami when they used their magic and the twitching warmth that Shal's magic is now feeling.

I imagined a circulation of warm jelly glowing blue through my body, and it almost made me sick.

This is not it.

Jelly, where did you come from?

Imagine where the magic that mixes inside your body with blood and becomes an element of blue light flows overlapping.

Always circulating magic.

A presence that normally passes through another blood vessel when it flows to the tip of your right hand and back inside your right hand again.

Take it directly from your right hand, to your left.

In the head the virtual transparent right hand splits from the right hand to the elbow slightly inward, and the left hand splits the virtual transparent left hand equally to the elbow slightly inward.

Now the palms are together.

Both hands glow blue and the flames waver.

In my head, I see a flame stuck in a virtual transparent palm running away.

Shull moved his own hand inside my hand.

Do you feel my magic?

"Eh, this is... well, fine"

Speaking of sluggishness, is it because I was able to use magic once just now? It seems that I was able to circulate magic with amazing ease myself.

"Yep. Mother, was something awkward?

"It's not awkward. It's done right. I don't know if it's because I'm not used to it, but I think it's a little different."

Oh, no.

"More than that, it's about time you slept, isn't it? Let's get some rest."

What am I supposed to do, do no more and be suspicious? Your hands will glow if you succeed in shedding magic, and then do it in bed? Then you pretend you slept here.

"Ugh..."

"Oh, I knew you were still a baby. But it's a lot of magic for a baby. What the hell is this all about? I guess it's because he's a genius."

When Charles lifts me up, he puts me to bed saying that. I make a thin eye of Charles leaving the room, and I don't dare to give myself an appraisal.

[Alain Gried/5/3/7429]

[M/14/2/7428 · Pu · Sir Gried's second son]

[Condition: Good]

[Age: 1]

[Level: 1]

[HP: 6 (6) MP: 20 (29)]

[Muscle Strength: 1]

[Jun Min: 1]

[Dexterity: 1]

[Endurance: 1]

Is that it? I got an appraisal, once for Char, once for Farn, and now three for me. You should have only used it once when you were magically first burning virtual blood vessels and hot, then once when your hands glowed for a moment, and finally only six times in total once with both virtual hands together. Why are we down by nine? When I was magical, I consumed two MPs at a time... No, no, Fern was down by one MP1 properly. The last time I used magic, Shall was a little stuttered, was that it? No, no, I thought Charles said "it's done right".

Then when you only glow in your right hand for a moment? Charles did say "wind magic" then. Surely it must have been an image of fanning a virtual dough fan then. Is this it?

Ah...... Wind magic is a special skill that Charles possesses. Then it's not strange that I already have wind magic.

"Status Open"

[Alain Gried/5/3/7429]

[M/14/2/7428]

[Second son of Ser Gried of the Pu Nation]

[Special Skill: Water Magic (Lv.0)]

[Special Skill: Wind Magic (Lv.0)]

[Special Skill: No Magic (Lv.0)]

[Unique Skill: Appraisal (LV.6)]

[Unique Skill: Talent of Heaven]

Whoa, okay. You should have. Is that it? It's called water magic and magic?

Well, no. Let's even ask in the afternoon.

Just do the appraisal norm and go to sleep, hey.

Let's practice magic.

As I lay on my back on the bed, I lifted my hands up and opened my palms opposite each other about 30 cm apart. Imagine a virtual right hand and a left hand, just like you did earlier, and it feels like its palms are aligned.

I guess I'm getting more used to it than I was just now. You can do it normally.

I also tried to do it in the image of a group fan. It took some time, but I could do this one.

Stretch and connect clear blood vessels. Got it.

Once I could do it, I could keep doing it.

It's a bike.

I used up the MP and went to bed.