Shut-in Magician

As he walked the horse, Xiu explained the herbs he had learned from horseback school and so on.

"That's Helba, this area is shallow in the woods, and no sampling is allowed because it hasn't grown much"

"Uh, because if we pick too much, we're out of stocks, and we're never gonna grow again, right?

"Yes. And a weed with white flowers blooming about your little fingernails over there, be careful because that one has a light poison"

"Poison!?

"Yes. As paralyzing as a bit, I guess. If you drink a lot, it won't kill you, but it'll make your guts worse and you'll end up asleep."

"Healing magic won't cure you?

"If it's early, it'll heal. So I say, injury or sickness, if you discover it, you'll be magically cured. But if you're progressing without realizing it, your body will accept it and you won't be able to cure it."

"That's what the teacher meant when he said 'healing magic returns to normal'..."

Many people think that everything will heal with healing techniques, but that is impossible.

I won't be able to get my lost arm back.

My broken gut won't go back to normal either.

Back in time, it would be possible if medicines were not known to lie or true in the name of, but they are now said to be a product of the story.

"The best thing is not to get hurt, not to get sick. I'm not doing anything dangerous."

"... I don't want my adventurer Siu to tell me."

"I know what's at stake, and I'm studying to know what I don't."

"Really?

"Yeah. I'm doing my best not to be in danger, I'm gonna"

Siu turned next to him as a strange gaze flew in.

"You're walking as hard as you can from time to time, okay? Flexible gymnastics after taking a bath. He also exercises to improve his muscles. If you work out your body like that, you'll get less injuries. Then, he doesn't like or dislike his diet, he eats it 10,000 times and incorporates nutrients. It will make it harder to get sick. I'll wash my hands and pay for germs when I get home. Then, stay away from dangerous places. If you really want to go, do a little research beforehand."

At first, Rigdoll's face, like "What the hell is that?", gradually became a serious look.

"Think about which route you want, and how many routes. No matter how many patterns you're thinking about, it's not in vain. I think it's not enough. I'll taste what I bring. When I think about as much as I can hold, I'll sort out whether the rest is necessary or not. More food, less clothes. What matters most. Ask yourself then. What do I have to take care of most right now"

That said, I saw Rigdor's face jiggly again.

He also came back and said this after a few thoughts.

"... Now, what's most important?

Siu responded instantly.

"Bringing Rigdor home safely"

"... siu"

"I'm an adventurer. But, of course, even if you don't, I'll protect Rigdor."

When I laughed, I lost my strength from Rigdor.

And I glanced at Ferres walking beside the horse in chills to care.

Siu laughed,

"Because Ferres is close to adults already. If I tell you to run, you can run faster than us."

I shrugged to tell Ferres and Rigdor that I could run away.

Rigdor was softly stroking the hyena of the horse after he nodded mysteriously.

Going as far as the pioneering place behind the woods, he descended from the horse.

"Ferres, will you watch these kids?

"Nha."

I can keep it connected, but I thought about when something happened and left it alone.

I wanted Ferres to remember it was time to keep an eye on something and protect it.

Let's do it from the defense.

Put your bags down and explain.

Rigdor still wears his school uniform today, but this is because the fabric of the uniform itself forms a defense. The fancy fabric was not Dada.

Ciu, by the way, is a plain outfit called tunic for women given to her by Emina on a thick white shirt and trousers made of thick cotton fabric. However, it weaves a vest made of third-eyed bear fur at the top.

"And you look like a hunter."

Staring at Siu with a bitter smile, Rigdor flaunted his shoulder.

"At least if I changed my fur torso to a robe, I'd still be there."

"I'm more ashamed of that outfit."

He's like a magic boy, he's embarrassed.

Siu also clapped his shoulders and proceeded to talk.

"The rig was water, soil and wood attributes, wasn't it?

When I tutored him, he told me his status that he couldn't hide anything from his teacher.

There are fifty and five magic powers.

In the first place, it depends on this amount of magic power and so on that Rigdor, who has not so much academia, put him in one class of magic school. The person is aware of that and is working hard to bottom up his leg pulling academic skills.

"Each was level two, wasn't it?

"Yeah. So I guess it was one class, but now it's shackles -"

Ordinary common people feel like the water attribute is only level one, and most of the time there is only one attribute and only one level.

Even if there are multiple attributes, there are qualities that can be put into magic school, and if there are two levels or a lot of magic, the class goes up.

In Siu's case, there is only one level - which is, of course, a disguise - and each attribute seems to have been assigned to a higher class.

"I think level two is a good thing."

"I wonder. I'm more jealous of the clever Siu."

"Uh, in my case, you have to save money to use it."

"Dexterity poor? Um, wouldn't you use it in these cases? It's going to be dropped in linguistics..."

"Yes, yes, I'll be depressed later. Let's start with just each attribute."

Seriously looking, Rigdor also stretched his spine to strengthen his gaze.

Look forward so that one of Siu's words may be leaked.

Siu began to teach as he felt his heart howl at his hard work.

The basics are also learned in school classes, so the review watered them down and soiled them. Trees are difficult, so they're behind us. This seems to be the same for others, and is often unusable because it is a matter of thought, image.

"Water shields, dirt walls, if you want to use them for defense."

"Can you..."

"If you have level two, I think you can make enough shields to protect yourself."

I continued explaining to Rigdor, who seemed anxious, to reinforce his image. I can't even use what I can if I'm not confident.

Be courageous and convey the image.

"When the fire flies, do you want to wrap it up and put it out or do you want to play it? And the shape of the shield will be different."

"Yeah."

"I think it's going to be difficult to think that the dirt walls are big, and I think they're going to fail. So why don't you give yourself up at first"

"Bend?"

"Yes. It feels like hiding in a small wall"

"Oh! Then I think I can."

While I was doing things like that, I was ready to use it at some point.

"Later, the great thing about dirt magic is that it's easy to dig holes."

"What hole digging?

"I can stop the enemy from legging, it's an amazing move"

"Oh, really?

Yeah, I nodded, and I went on.

"Even if a rock hog attacks, digging a hole and dropping it will stop you, won't it? You can dig in the last minute. You can dig in advance. It's hard to step out when you know there's a hole there."

"Oh, that"

"This is the story that helps with tactics of war"

"Oh my God!

"Soil magic is pretty user-friendly, so you should think about it a lot. It's important to gather information about the past. It's definitely better to know than not to."

"To survive."

"Yes."

Because it was a study in the woods, or it seemed I was in particular.

As a matter of fact, I guess it's because I can feel the dangerous air.

The voice of a beast heard from some distance. Usually, the dim scenery you never see gives you a sense of reality.

"It's also useful to remember the combination of water and soil."

"Composite…. But can I do it?

Supposedly difficult, Siu thinks it's a matter of image.

"Think. What happens when you mix water and dirt in here?"

"... mud?

"If there's mud, what happens to the enemy?

"... feet are taken, lukewarm and depressing, eh, that? If you add more water, you'll bury it?

Siu crouched down and made a clump that was palm-sized mud. Little mud stuffs that only let out water and just stirred it around with my fingers.

Rigdor is a boy, so he would have played with mud in the garden, even though he was a big merchant's child.

The experience continues to this day.