Amaku Yasashii Sekai de Ikiru ni wa

"- Could it be cooler?

If you raise your face to the cool like you're wearing cold air, the deep green hair dancing in the wind tickles your cheeks. At the same time, Rafael's voice shook the air and reached his ears instead of echoing in his head.

Like Fia, Lafar, with an entity that can be seen and touched in anyone's eyes, does not interact with people as long as he meditates on their outward beauty and where they float in the universe.

Master Celery said that the Spirit is the condensed power of the attributes that the Spirit presides over.

So the Spirit is there when he realizes, and at some point disappears. It is only natural that they, the mass of power, prefer the place where power gathers, so if it is a water attribute, the spirits gather in waterfields such as waterfalls, if it is a fire attribute, volcanoes, etc.

Having thought of it that way, Master Celery wondered if the spirits would also be visible to anyone with vessels so that the Demon Stone would keep its magic on the spot in the medium.

And the trial and error results are Fia and the lafar in front of him.

He gave the invisible Spirit a vessel made of his own blood and magic. The only reason I use blood and magic is because it is easy to get used to because there is a connection between the contractor and the Spirit. Anything as strong as just accepting the power of Rafael, in theory it seems possible in Demon Stone or Divine Tree.

But magic and blood are the most realistic because there are rarely giant demonic stones that can receive their power, and also objects and divine trees in empty-state that have exhausted their magic.

I don't know why I came to the idea of giving the Spirit a body, but let's just say this vessel building has become a good training.

It took me almost a month to build Rafael's vessels with my magic power. I feel that the total amount of magic has increased because I have been using magic to its limits for a long time.

And combat training that begins when the magic is emptied.

Starting with the giant slime of examples, such as the golem soldiers created by Master Celery.

How many times have you disciplined yourself about pointing an espada at Master Celery?

I am fortunate that my magic and strength were shredded to their limits.

- That was thick.

at the admissions ceremony. 'Oh, but come when you're ready, won't you? You are the ones who struggle to come and listen with half-baked readiness.' Let's just say there was no lie in the words.

Looking back at the month I spent with Master Celery and looking at Lafar with that in mind, she had singled out the gaze of the students. I guess it's unusual to be able to see spirits who usually only feel signs.

Even so, she doesn't care about the gaze of gathering herself, and when she meets me, she comes to the side with pleasure. Boulder Spirit, free.

"Don't you have to be cooler? My dear child."

"- No, it's okay. I mean, this is the kind of class I'm in. I'm sorry you cared about the corner, but I can't help you. Untie me."

"Really?

"Oh. Thanks for caring"

I glance into my face and say no to Rafael, who has asked me if I would lower the temperature even further.

You cared about me. It's bad for Lafar, who regulated the ambient temperature, but because I also wondered if it would be comfortable for just one person. Rafael would do similar wind magic to everyone if asked, but if you're in extreme cold or desert, you should still endure it if it's this hot. There is rarely anything like being able to fight in constant comfort, and knights who are at this level won't talk about it.

But in Rafael's case, it's an intentional favor to me, so thank you very much.

"It's okay. Never mind because I want to do it and you're doing it? What I know there are many things about a person's child. You want some water? I've been drawing a lot - if anything happens, my dear. If you're tired, I'll carry you to the king's capital!

"Thanks...... please when. Hand over the rest of the water to the others."

"If that's what you want."

Rafael broke into my words as I said words I wasn't sure if I understood people or not. And after wiping my sweat, they give me water from where it came from.

The water I received from Rafael is on my hand for some reason, keeping it spherical without getting my hand wet. The water you can drink like a glass of water if you put your mouth on it is cold and delicious. I don't know how it works magic, but when it comes to convenience it is convenient magic.

Ask Rafael later in your spare time to see if it's reproducible.

There's Rafael at the corner. Try to imitate the wind magic she uses, and if she gains new skills, it will be a trick.

I drank the water I had in my hand as I thought about it, sidelined by Nadi, Leone and the juniors who handed me water from the beautiful Spirit and feared it.

And somehow, I look at the quiet Balad from earlier.

"You don't drink?

"I'll take it..."

He asks as he leans his neck against Balad, who leans between his eyebrows and stares at the water instead.

Luce had a bitter smile on her face, but I had no idea what Ballado was unhappy with or why Rafael had given her water as part of her parents' revenge.

"... it's safe water because Rafael won't harm me, okay?

"I'm aware of that!

I shouted so at Balad's words that I could not perceive his mood and told him so, my shoulders bouncing unintentionally at Balad, who raised Gabba and his face.

Ballad, shuddering his hands with a red face, was, for some reason, a teardrop.

"Barado?

"Why, why, Master Doyle!? Isn't spiritual magic also a way to draw formations and prepare contributions! Where the hell did you need to materialize the Spirit!? Even without the entity, the Spirit is strong enough, right? Even sign perception, Wind Spirit is much more accurate! Ballad has no place to help you with confidence but to take care of Master Doyle, but if he takes it away from you, Ballad will have no reason to be on your side! Or does Master Doyle say he doesn't need Ballad anymore?!?"

... there it is.

Calling his name, he holds his head in his heart as to what is wrong with Balad's words, who screamed like he had cut a weir. At the same time, he said to the raw and warm gaze directed at him by the Lutzes, "Give me a break! I thought," I wouldn't be bad.

Ever since I gave Rafael an entity as part of her training, does she enjoy being touched by me and things? She used to take care of me when she flew around.

Lady Celery also said that Fia had done so at first, and left her alone that she would get tired of it, but for that reason it seemed to be a very uninteresting situation in Balad.

Well, Ballado has a verse that makes my care viable, so maybe he can't help it when it comes to having no choice. I'm sure Ballado had a bitter look on his face when he saw Lafar baking care as much as Luce and the others would have guessed, just because I didn't notice.

I didn't realize it was my downfall.

But, Luce, Jeff, Solcier.

If you knew, you definitely wanted me to tell you before Ballado reached his limit!

That's what I cry out in my heart to Jeff and Solcier, who are watching over us with a calm expression and having conversations like "As always, Master Doyle loves you" and "... because Master Ballado is Doyle's life" in a cocksucking way.

I'll send my gaze to anyone to help me out a little bit, but sooner than the three of them notice my gaze like that, Ballado opens his mouth with an amaro over Bran.

"It is also possible to open the window as Master Doyle awakens! I'm calling you! And handing you a sweat-wiping cloth! I can't help but notice that Doyle is offering you water! All of Doyle's favors are for me, but these days the Spirit has been taken care of - how should Ballad help Doyle in the future?!?"

"... that one in Lafar is the only one now anyway. You know you're the one whose spirits are whimsical, right? I'll be bored soon."

"But Master Doyle!

He said he was on horseback, but cleverly lined up beside me, and I sincerely thought, "I don't know if I can get to King's Capital soon..." as I forgive Balad for asking.

Normal driving ballads and the Lutzes. Nadi and Leone worried about what to do with this situation in a good mood, Rafael. And the freshmen staring at me with a very unfamiliar face if I don't get angry.

My lively surroundings are still peaceful today.

Line up the path of the king's capital, which has been prepared over the years by the hands of men.

If I let Bran walk while consciously activating [the elegance of an upstream aristocrat] for the first time in a long time to gaze from the gathering crowd, there was zero exclamation from the people on the road.

If you move your gaze only to the voices of the townspeople and observe the surroundings, the windows of the houses facing the road are adorned with flowers, and from those windows, the children who would be the residents of the house, red tide their cheeks and peek at us.

On the road, if I happened to smile at the boy and girl I met, I could hear a delightful scream shortly after passing through the front.

You're in a festive mood.

Grown-ups don't stop working on boulders, but they still have eyes after us. As far as windows decorated with gorgeous flowers and so on, just like at the festival, apparently we students at Epis School are welcome by the people of town.

He walks with a definite look that he rarely sees when he sees a hint of blanc, feeling the surrounding air floating there somewhat with his skin.

As long as the white horse, and Bran, who has a body a turn bigger than the other horses, is happy because walking in dignity like this is very flourishing.

For townspeople who don't have a lot of opportunities to interact directly, it's important to have an impression when these things happen.

Of course, there's no way Ballado or Lutze and the others can't see my thoughts, even Bran's.

Ballad and Solcier on the right rear and Lutze and Jeff on the left rear, following with a grand face. We line up with the white horses, we'll be pretty visible to the people.

On the road to Wang Capital, Luze, who talks excitedly about his future prospects, Balad, who exasperates dissatisfaction, and the same squad who watched me desperately forgive such Balad, Nadi and the rest of us who changed the air, are bewildered, but it is the nobility and his men who care about the popularity in public. I'm sorry, but I just have to get used to it.

If you follow a graceful, but ambitiously instructed path with such concern for the eyes, the buildings of the Knights of the Wangdu gradually emerge.

The Knights' building, which is also used as a shelter during times of need, is made of stone that eliminates any decoration, and the smooth walls provide space for bow narrows and magic to be unleashed instead of windows. The atmosphere is heterogeneous for the bustling King's Capital.

In front of a building with a harsh atmosphere, there is a small square that makes it easy for the knights to line up. There were students taking turns with us going back to school and a platoon of knights waiting in line for our arrival.

"- Whole thing, stop!

Follow my orders, Zach. Everyone stops.

The leading knight, who seemed to be the captain of the platoon, who saw us stop perfectly without disturbance, with a face that looked uninteresting, was a familiar face.

- It's a knight who was coming to his father's side at the Royal Castle training center.

I was a knight when I was young. Some of the other knights looked familiar, but the eyes they looked at me were always tough.

A caged gaze of all sorts of emotions, like disgust, disgust, and skepticism, can be directed at me. He looked at me with an eye that made emotions like "I'll identify you, so be prepared" seem obvious, such as the man in the lead.

I don't want you to hide your emotions like Master Celery, but not yet, such as being enlightened by a young man like me. Well, there's also the possibility that I'm deliberately intimidating you and watching this one react. But I hate it, but this level of intimidation doesn't work on me being physically and mentally trained by Master Celery.

- Well, you should take a look.

Leaping his chest during the two weeks spent with the knights, he descends without sound from Bran's back and stands in the front of the knight.

Stretch your spine and brace yourself with dignity.

Look straight back at the knight showing an understandable attitude and laugh.

"Six or fewer Doyle von Aginis, affiliated with the Warriors Department of the Epis School of Higher Studies, and five or fewer Nadi von Trebol, affiliated with the Department of Pharmacy. I will now assume the responsibility of Wang Du Guard. - Thank you for your guidance."

I thanked him for his temper, from his fingertips to a strand of hair, and I heard someone breathing in my ear.