Otoko Nara Ikkokuichijou no Aruji o Mezasa Nakya, ne?

8 Jan 7447

Day three into the labyrinth.

Bullets are still made for test shooting in a large room in the middle of the eighth floor, which arrived before evening. There is smokeless gunpowder manufactured around me in a slightly open area, quite far from the center pillar. It is nitrified using acid and cotton that I magically separated from raw materials using large quantities of purchased vitreous and ceramic utensils.

The main objective is to denitrify and nitrogen by nitrifying, but I always monitor it. If the reaction is not constant, the mixture is stirred to facilitate the reaction of the lagging part. Stirring can be carried out safely by excessive magic.

The next cleaning process is inherently the most necessary part of the time, but it doesn't take much time. I'll explain why later, but my magic (rather than massive magic?) because it works great.

As for boiling washing, you can hang the fire magic on the pan itself on a regular basis using a silly large dimensional torso pan. Of course, if you have fuel, you can hang it on fire. As for the subsequent cleaning, it's actually just an addition anymore. Make a giant bath bucket out of ice and fill it with water to do the washing. Though it would be more appropriate to say pool than bath tub. Anyone can use water magic and magic about the flow of water.

Most of the water is what I put out, but you can add the water you put yourself out there and let him exercise unwittingly against that water. It's pretty inefficient because it only takes up a little of the whole thing, but in the end my water spins in the pool with me, so it's much better than stirring the pan with a stick. Besides, it's a magical use with a solid purpose, so experience is somewhat more efficient than vaguely using elemental magic.

That said, boiling and washing water here is the purpose of removing acid, fat, debris, etc. remaining in the nitrated cotton, so it is okay to go both ways together appropriately. At the end of the day, if I were a sorting magic trick - if I sorted it all at once, I'd get rid of impurities perfectly. Not doing it from the start is of course nothing but making it a little easier for me. Chewing on sorting magic leaves no impurities, so it reduces accidents unlimited.

Perhaps you could say that only this most important part is superior to Earth's technology.

Tris then cuts once and for all, staying wet in the water. Even here, it is possible to make precise cuts that are almost uniform, so safety will be increased when using the product. Instead of sorting the cut again and magically drying it all at once, go through the anti-magic field and the water you're creating magically disappears completely. It will not deteriorate for a while if stored with alcohol separated from shochu in a bottle.

In fact, I am now checking the mixing ratio of stabilizers that will make the quality last longer. Heavy Cao is easy to obtain as it is also used for laundry and cooking, and I am glad that it is also easy to obtain this because magnesium oxide is the main ingredient in the burning cusp of magnesium called flash metal.

Whatever the case, water magic is essential, so most of the assignments to the other two teams are as if only four were in charge: Zenom, Ralpha, Zulu and Engela. Only Guine still acts with the Killer (Slaters) because of the important task of mapping and checking the current location when transferring. I've been a firing clerk lately during a gun test. I'm just pulling the thread tied to the trigger on Bell's signal.

Sometimes the year has dawned and this time I'm going to build a new gun that has gone a step further. Of course, it's not for real yet. It's something that doesn't leave the prototype gun range, but now I'm going to make something that people can hold in their hands and fire at, not benchrest projectiles like right now. I also brought walnuts (wall nuts) for the gun bed.

January 9, 7447.

I prototyped the second gun. I didn't think about replacing the barrel or the magazine, but honestly made it a “complete single shot" of a backpacked, sliding cannon. You have to manually open the dispensary (chamber) and repack the bullet every time you fire it, but reflecting what you learned with the first prototype gun, even if it erupts inside the dispensary (chamber), the danger does not extend beyond the muzzle. Also, whoever shoots it, if it's about 20m away, if the target is about the size of a person, they don't take it off first.

This would be a fine way to use it as a net-firing gun if you produced an improved model that lined up all the mechanisms in parallel, from the barrel to the medicine room (chamber) and slightly shifted the angle to the fan type. There's no reason to drop two hammers at the same time.

The problem is that whatever smokeless gunpowder I'm making (nitrocellulose) is a stabilizer, I'm not putting in a flame retardant, so I'm making a pretty thick and large pharmacy (chamber) to withstand high explosive pressures. It's still better because I'm using a drugbox, but the first prototype gun was framed for replacing the rotating magazine (cylinder) twice because there was too much firing medicine to put in the drugbox. But it gets heavy for that matter.

Because of this, I am now looking again to see if I still need to know about the flame retardant. Dibutyl phthalate or dinitrotoluene, hey...... Oh, troll blood or something? Because it's vulnerable to fire. I just thought there was some connection. I don't have a basis.

More than that, the next challenge is the net that shoots with this gun. I don't have a problem with nets or needles attached to them, but I'm not firing nets directly from within the barrel, so I have to produce something like a spear, which is an actual launcher.

Strong enough to withstand the impact of the firing because it can only be done once. Burn-resistant flame retardant. And that it is not as heavy as metal. This is the only tree stick you have anymore, right? Oak or walnut or whatever, but we need a guy who's as hard to burn as he can. Should we even fit metal in the rear tail area exposed to explosive pressure? No, can I not have it? Anyway, the rubber stopper, which is the lid of the blank bag, will hit here, so much so that it becomes a burning cushion and creeps up. Whatever the net is, we're just talking about the launcher not having to reuse it.

Oh, yeah, wood might be a good place to build a funeral home. It's not that tough, but it's just that it's not tough as a building material, and most importantly, it's hard to burn. Is that enough for this degree of service?

It should be noted that at the end of the day, the day I returned from the labyrinth, I finally made a prototype gun for a horizontal duplex netshot. Firstly, perform several test shots with just an empty bag. There seems to be no problem. Now we're going to be able to test this gun for netting next time.

11 Jan 7447

Back on the ground, waiting lightly for a glass while roaming the baldukki in the stalls of Murowa, the massacrers (Butchers) and the uprooters (Exterminators), who were led by Xenom and Ralpha, respectively, also returned. No team, including us, had won any great treasure. I don't think so. I felt bad about it at the beginning of the year, but when I thought about it, it was obvious.

Also, there was news while I was in the labyrinth. That's two things that matter and that doesn't matter. Shall we start with those who don't care? I hear Black Yellow Balls (Black Topaz) returned yesterday. End.

The important one is that the Marquis of Darthline contacted me through the Thunder Dark Chamber of Commerce wanting to hear the story. It also sounds interesting to see Grandpa's face pouring a fortune of 140 million into a boring ring.

Plus, I'd like to hear about the example of "special magic.” I also wanted to know why I used the expression "recovery" on the ability of the ring if I ever had the opportunity at last. I also wanted to see if you really assumed recovery, if this one deliberately said that because you didn't know what you were capable of, or if it was simply a mistake (if the confirmation method is naive, that's possible too).

As far as I'm concerned, I don't really want to get into it unless I said yes on purpose. Because I can only confirm that there is no way to find out the exact abilities like my [appraisal] inherent skills. 'Cause if the court magician's minister can't investigate, then he can't do it right there? Mizuchi said, "I'm not in the world, there might be some good magicians," but even such a girlfriend admits that it's unrealistic and very small, enough to have no problem ignoring it.

Assuming you're not in the world where you were, you have a lot of influence, and sometimes you come all the way to me and hang “special sorcery” on me. Even if that happened, it was then. If I seem to understand, all I have to do is shut him up. I really can't help it if I don't know. When I said that to Mizuchi, I said, "You're already abusive. But that's all I got," he said with a subtle look.

The same goes for this one, but there will be convenience for the other side, and I entrusted the letter to the passenger carriage by writing only in reply to the effect that if it was the next holiday, the next holiday date, I would go out from here. Anyway, when I say what I want to hear, it sounds like I'm talking about how I got the ring and the demons I was dealing with in the labyrinth. It's troublesome, but it's not a bad thing to get acquainted with big politicians. Well, the other guy tried to give his sister a little bit of a history... Is it obvious from his job?

12 Jan 7447

The next day, after breakfast, I was in the labyrinth with Mizuchi and Zulu.

It's for my newly learned magic practice the other day.

After you move your body against a goblin or something in one layer, start quickly.

Lowering smoke (ground smoke) doesn't mean much practicing (how about you say it because you can use it in seconds?) So I thought this magic was enough to activate within thirty seconds and kept it to the point of practicing it dozens of times appropriately. The problem is the magic of fireworks (pyrotechnics) and Necromancer Crusades (Grave Strike). Both sides will be able to use it more effectively in a short time to activate.

Mizuchi is off, and I practice continuously. I recently learned that when using exemplary witchcraft, the better the skill, the better the understanding of those who look at it and remember it. This is a little different from saying that it is better to leave exemplary magic to a high degree of sophistication and use it in a short time.

It's not simply to say that it would be good if it were a short time, but it really seems that it would be closer to an ideal example if someone who can use it in a short time deliberately activated it over a period of about thirty seconds to a minute. Somehow, I feel like I can activate it with less practice if you're looking that way.

I don't know what it really is because I just feel like it.

Anyway, first of all, that's fireworks (pyrotechnics) magic. Even Ralpha can use this, and if it's her, I think she knows the position of her opponents and allies thanks to that unique skill among the smokescreen types.

"That smokescreen magic is horrible. You won't see anything."

Zulu says, "Stay." Sure, I was surprised at first, too. When I felt slightly uncomfortable and appraised myself to confirm that the “cap” of muscle strength and acumen had fallen, I was more sincere than Zulu is now. After that, the symptoms healed for a while, so I was relieved. Maybe he noticed something wrong with his body.

"Yeah. But don't you have to rely on your sight? With Mizuchi's [Troop Formation (Party)], the enemy would know the general position if he was on his side anyway, right? It would be convenient if we just avoided fighting each other."

I'll say that, but when I heard it, Zulu uttered a word he'd never heard before.

"With that said, your husband won't be able to use that [troop formation (partisation)] like your wife"

I seem to have spoken lightly, but if I try it on him, I don't know much about the inherent skills, and I'm just talking about assuming on my own that it's one of the sorceries because I'm saying Mizuchi's sorcery. Because I know so much about magic, it's more unnatural than ever to be asked. Especially if I tried Zulu, I guess I was reluctant.

"I've also talked to Marceau, and I always thought that using [Troop Formation (Party)] would be very useful because I know everyone, including your husband, who just feels closer to your wife. If you try it on me or Marceau, I would like your husband to use it and feel close to you..."

Zulu reluctantly said. I can say it's a slave gut I looked up to, but if I only capture the surface of the word, I'm going to give it a slightly strange interpretation. Of course, even though we know that such emotions and sexuality do not exist in Zulu. I don't care what you entrust me with. Perhaps it is time to say more than that.

"... should I use it, huh? I don't use it... there's a reason why I can't. You want to know?

Zulu seems to have noticed that my atmosphere has changed slightly. It should be noted that during this time Mizuchi is desperately focused on using the fireworks (pyrotechnics) smokescreen type and has not noticed this conversation.

"Huh? No... the..."

Zulu has a look on his face that says, "I've done it." I am good at witchcraft and sell a lot of witchcraft, but I have an inferior feeling (complex) about not being able to use witchcraft that Mizuchi is good at. You think you've inspired that.

After many mental concentrations and leaning against the wall of the labyrinth with sweat, I stare from the front at Zulu kneeling and call out again.

"I can't use Mizuchi's [Force Formation (Party Formation)]. Probably won't be able to use it for the rest of my life. Because [force formation (partisation)] is not magic."

"Huh?"

It must have been an unexpected statement for Zulu. I'm rounding my eyes.

"It's equally unwitting that Guine is good at remembering the terrain"

"... is?

"Ralpha and Bell, Tris, Bastral and Falergers also have their own specialties. Of course, so am I... the content is very different from person to person."

Continue to say to Zulu with a look of confusion.

"That's not what surprises me. You know we're reborn from another world, don't you? It's the ability each of those guys has. [Inherent skill]. This can only be checked by the person who has the status, similar to the level of [special skill] in magic."

……

Zulu, who has been out of line, is just staring at my face.

"You were impressed with how amazing Guiney was growing, weren't you? I'm sure you're convinced that's why I've talked about it before..."

A native of adventurers, he grew up in the incense of Xenom and was highly combative from the beginning, Larfa. Belle and Tris, who were from aristocracy and also had combat training. Zulu and Engela weren't too concerned from the start, even though they were rather young lads and daughters against them. However, I was aware that when I first trained for Guineh, I had the feeling that "your husband was also the one who carried your luggage". Of course, being my slaves, they never even let that happen.

After that, he seemed convinced when he briefly explained the benefits of our reincarnation and rising levels of reincarnation. So when I added Bastral, I didn't feel dissatisfied at all.

"[Inherent Skills] are special things that are born ready for reborns like us. In the case of Mizuchi, that's why [Troop Formation (Party Formation)]"

I say even more to Zulu, who stares at me like he's been taken aback.

"... there will be [Instant (Instant Tenios)] and [Night Vision)] in the special skills of the Lion Nation (Lios)? It's just like I can't use it for the rest of my life. Only the reincarnated have it, that's the personal version."

Zulu looked a little convinced.

Looks like a question went ice-cold in him.

The colour of understanding came to my eyes.

A light noise called pomu activated the fireworks (pyrotechnics) smokescreen type.

Mizuchi finally turned it into a thing for the fifth time.

"... oh, I'm done!

He is raising his voice with joy. She was a little distant, so she didn't seem to realize we were talking a little bit serious.

"You and Engela were wondering a little bit too, weren't you? Yeah, I know. Don't worry about it."

More words in front of Zulu, who looked just a little sorry.

"Only reincarnated people like us have the power to be special. In addition to his high growth power, he even has memories right before he was reborn. You think it's sloppy? Don't hesitate. Be honest."

"No. I don't think it's sloppy. If you say that, those born into slavery will tell you that I was born into a civilian, and I am sloppy. I'm more than happy to understand that your husband is still special."

Zulu stared firmly into my eyes, then smiled a little and corrected his residence before carefully bowing his head.

"Because you are my slave head...... keep it up. And I'm going to tell Engela this story, too. Other than that, I'm not going to talk" yet ”. Sooner or later... I'll tell everyone else..."

"Ha."

Zulu, who gives a short reply and drips his head even more. I thought they'd ask me something about me and everyone else's [inherent skills], but Zulu didn't say anything. That's Zulu.

"Ugh, I can't see! I can't see anything! Hey! I can't see you. Hey, this!... Mm-hmm, and it feels so subtle... hey, what are you saying?

Sounds fun and more importantly.

"Good for you! Come on out. It's time for lunch."