The Simple-Looking Sword Saint is Nevertheless the Strongest

"Really... the Royal Guard and the Royal Sword"

"Unbelievable? I don't expect you to believe me either."

"No, that's what your husband has heard, and above all, the commanding captain of the Kingsguard has resigned. I don't doubt the lady's words."

The palette that went back to the territory had revealed its inner breasts to the captain of the Holy Knight with excitement.

A boy who overwhelms all the Kingsguards. But sometimes it's quite convincing to hear the explanation.

"And it's also understandable. Such a quiet, rare magic user would be able to stand around."

"Really?

"It is expected to be extremely difficult, but from that standpoint his magic is compatible with a knight who uses magic"

Magic protective equipment is certainly relatively light, and its strength is high.

However, it is nevertheless heavily restricted in operation and above all in vision.

It's not just my own arming. The arming of others blocks sight.

"Sounds by magic, sounds of knights in armor moving, anger. When it comes to catching swordsmen in them, almost silent, flying from shoulder to shoulder, it's nearly impossible. It's like dealing with a dragonfly."

It's easy to do, there's an opening in.

It should have taken a lot of training to do it plainly, before the hundred elites who burn in anger, the sword that dies just to make it, the flame that burns away and burns down.

Maybe he's not as old as he looks. The commanding captain of the Kingsguard and the saint captain of his generation thought so.

"But the more you ask, the more proud you must be of your escort"

"Really! You're so strong, you didn't let anyone get hurt!

"Ha ha... is that right"

"Sorry, I'm not making fun of your work..."

"No, that's fine."

Caputo is the only family of the royal family and the four great nobles to preserve the rare magical lineage.

As a result, there are many users of magic, including bystanders, and students are visiting to study magic from all over the country and foreign countries.

That was her pride. We thought ourselves capable of helping many people in the healing business was a true nobleman who deserved to be respected.

On the other hand, he had a complicated mood for the Holy Knight who defended himself.

"Magic is a healing business and a protection business. But that's the power of a magical battle, depending on how you use it. It's not uncommon to shed blood for repression or defense."

"I don't like it..."

"Ha! That's a good thing, in the main house of Caputo, those who prefer to fight, there's not much ahead."

I don't think they're drunk on violence.

Still, however, it was also certain that he was wielding powers contrary to doctrine.

"The world doesn't turn around every time it's clean. But it's lonely without every beauty. At least I'm not a man who trumps those troubles."

The old man near retirement was gently teaching the troubled girl.

"The sword needs a sheath. You must have thought well of him because he had that sheath."

"Sheath... but his wooden knife..."

"Even wooden knives kill people. Those with power want to boast about it. I have a bad habit of asking for occasions to use it as well. The more those guys, the more failures they shouldn't make. Having heard the story, he is about to be himself and the faithful sword of the Lord. I try to keep things small to the extent that I'm ordered to, and if I'm told to stop, I stop as I am. That must have looked good."

The sword should only be used when needed.

It usually fits into the sheath and should go away as soon as you finish the role.

Otherwise I can't help but be dangerous.

"Sheath..."

"Uncontrollable forces are too dangerous. You will soon find out about it. Understand the magnitude of your power and give as much strength as you need when you need it. That's what matters."

Talking like that in the main house of Caputo, a few graciously young saints appeared.

"I say! Water damage occurred in nearby villages and all the buildings were flushed."

"" What?

The two of you who listened doubted my ear.

There's no big river around here, and there's no information that it's been raining heavily lately.

Fires and major storms would still tell, but water damage could not have destroyed the village.

When I visited the village by carriage, there was really water damage.

To put it correctly, muddy ground and flushed buildings were scattered around the village, only after they seemed to have been flushed by water damage.

I don't even know where the road was anymore.

"Fortunately, there were no dead, but there were many injured… above all, the damage to the house is enormous"

"It hurts."

"But I can't solve it. Why the water damage?

For once, I can see the wreckage of what looks like a well.

And looking nearby, it is as if it were only concentrated heavy rainfall in this village.

It is more unlikely that there will be no smoke in the absence of fire, such as water damage without touching it.

"It's also important to find out what caused it, but first we need to take care of the injured."

The healing of magic is almost universal.

Except it can be a physical defect in a boulder, but it can be cured by the way, even if it is debilitating.

It was also easy for her, the princess of Caputo.

"Here are the wounded."

"Really...... oh?

Pallet Caputo saw.

He said there was a young man with yellow skin in black hair among the wounded who were fainting on a cloth laid on the ground.

She had stopped her eyes at a foreign man different from ourselves, who would be of the same race as the child-faced sword saint.

Nevertheless, there is an urgent need to treat the wounded and to find out what caused them.

He began treatment with the Holy Knights, checking the condition of the people being put to sleep.

In doing so, I was able to listen to people who knew things naturally.

He was an old man, the village chief of this village.

"This is princess...... thank you for putting your face on such a village"

"No, this is also useful. More than that, what the hell..."

"Yeah, actually... I don't know if you can believe me..."

The old man, still fainting, was pointing to a dark-haired boy.

"I don't remember well either, but apparently he did it."

"Huh?"

"No, I don't expect you to believe me. But, uh... he suddenly showed up in the village, but I didn't really get the guidelines... he said that I didn't know what the candle was or what the" Sempwhale "was, but he didn't even look like such a bad guy, so I took him to my house for now."

That's what I said, pointing to where I think there was a house.

Of course, it's muddy and there's nothing left.

"It was a cheerful and energetic man inside, so I had fun too... he asked me if I could use magic, so I showed it to him."

That said, the old man was lighting a small flame from his fingertips.

That was the initial magic that even the children of the village could use.

"He wasn't very excited when he saw it... he said he would use it with great joy."

"Well, magic is normal to use, if you want to teach it, you can teach it."

Collect a thousand randomly, and nine hundred and ninety of them can use magic. Of the ten remaining, about one can use magic.

In magic and magic, rarity is different.

The captain of the Holy Knight was nodding at the words.

The problem is that I have no idea how that connects to this situation.

"But that... let me use the magic of putting fire out of my fingers now..."

"Ghahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!

"From his fingertips, that's what happened, there were so many firepillars that the wizard attacked the magic more..."

'Mi, mizuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu

"You wanted to put that out, the fire went out and at the same time a huge amount of water came out of his fingers... I can't remember the way ahead from there"

The captain and pallet of the Holy Knight looked around again.

The muddy ground was dry at some point.

This was, in other words, proof of magical water, not ordinary water.

But even as we arrived, it would have lasted for a while.

It would also mean that, with simple water quantity and water pressure, the result was as devastating as a disaster.

"... what does that mean"

"I don't know...... but if he causes it, shouldn't we take him back to your mansion once?

Even though it is a family of magic, there is no way that there is no dedicated wizard in the main house of the four nobles.

I decided to bring him in with a state of fainting after drowning and show him to Caputo's dedicated magician.

"I let the fire out of the tip of my finger, and the fire went up, and when I let the water out trying to extinguish it, the village was submerged...... no it was flushed with turbulence?

"Yeah, I know it's hard to believe,"

"Such an idiot..."

Sure, it just seems that way to actually look at it, but when they say so, it's pretty stubborn.

At least, even if there's concentrated heavy rain without any foretaste, oh no.

"Destroy the village with water magic… With so many uses of water magic, I can't say enough that it's impossible"

"What is it going to be when you destroy the village?

"You will be."

If you simply want to destroy the village, you can normally use the magic of fire. That is, you can normally arson in a pine.

What does it mean to crush one village that's not even that big? That is what it is to be tired of.

"But... I don't think I have that kind of user"

"Me and the lady are amateurs when it comes to magic. I want you to explain why you can say it's impossible."

"Right."

The dedicated magician showed the fire out of his index finger.

The size of that flame is clearly greater than what the old man put out earlier.

"This is how I set the fire...... even if I used the same magic, depending on my qualities it makes a difference. Sometimes a child with qualities later called the Great Wizard can get a big fire out of it... plus he often has a light panic and water out of it."

"... as it were, it fits the situation"

magic with four attributes, but it is inefficient and difficult to repair the magic of multiple attributes. But it's not like I can't.

So you can fire out of your fingertips, or water out or make a weak wind, which is the initial step, or any wizard who is mastering any attribute.

"but...... this time the house was on fire and the village was swallowed with water"

"Yeah, it's too different in size. Naturally, no matter how much wooden the house is, it can't be completely dry, so it doesn't mean it burns no matter what it burns. Unless you want to burn it deliberately. Plus... when it comes to destroying villages with water, it only produces tons of water already..."

"When I'm listening, isn't it a delicacy that's not where the Great Wizard is? What's so horrible?"

The dedicated wizard was blue as if he didn't want to admit the facts in front of him.

It is undoubtedly an emotion of fear.

"Sounds like you're mistaken... okay, if he's here, if he was really using the magic of lighting a fire from his fingertips... if that was large enough to be a fire"

"Because what is it?

He said, "That's the limit."

"... Limits? You think you can't use magic bigger than that?

"No, I can't use magic smaller than that."

The dedicated magician will explain to the two magicians who will end up saying,

"Are you sure, the fire I lit is the smallest unit of my magic. Some of them are vain and try to light a big fire, but that magical fire has the smallest size and is the reference point for control."

Speaking of sakuri, the smaller the flame out of your fingertips and its size, the more meticulous the adjustment will work.

Nevertheless, there is basically no way that the magic used to attack requires that much meticulous control.

Again, a large fire means a large amount of enclosed magic, which is an advantage.

But there are limits to everything.

"I mean, whether he's fire or water, that's the lower limit. In other words, virtually no control."

"... can I confirm?

"Yeah, if he tried to fire hard enough to make himself look big, just let him out for a long time. If he has powerful magic, he shouldn't be tired at all if he keeps putting it out for a long time."

If you have tens or hundreds of times more magic than an ordinary person, even initial magic can make you tens or hundreds of times more powerful.

And that's just using initial magic for him, so he shouldn't be exhausted at all.

If you're just looking good, you should get tired soon.

"I think it's time to wake up, and let me explain what's going on"

"Right."

Anyway, if things were true, malice or force majeure, it was he who blew up one village. Physical damage is severe, even if there was little human damage.

Even if Caputo makes that compensation, he'll need quite something.

"Mmm..."

A sleeping man was up and looking around.

And he was saying the obvious.

"... where do we go here?

Try him, he's somewhere I don't know what it is, but if I find out, I don't know him at all, and only people nearby don't know him at all. Confusion was also natural.

But gradually his face turns pale. I guess I've been remembering what I did.

"Um... could I have done something terrible?

When he was briefed on the damage, he still had a head.

"Instead of burning the village chief's house, you submerged the village?!

"No, submerged or flushed with water"

It is a problem that is flushed with water but should not be flushed with water.

You feel guilty, the man seemed very hasty.

Apparently, he's not that bad of a man.

"Seriously, I'm sorry, is the village guy okay?!

"Yeah, there were no dead people. But there are a lot of people who have been hurt."

"Oh really... I have to apologize later, no, it's not a question of apologizing"

A palette I decided to gently teach him, which would be older than I am afraid.

Anyway, he has a lot to check on.

"In the meantime, why don't you go outside?

Palettes that encourage you to go outside because you may be going to use massive magic.

Now the four of us are inside the mansion, but on second thought, it's tantamount to bringing in dangerous goods.

"Yes...... sorry"

One line out of Caputo's mansion, for now, was to go out into the garden.

Fortunately, there's nothing to burn around.

After securing the perimeter, I decided to start explaining.

"May I ask you to reproduce what you did in the village chief's house again? I'm going to see if your destruction of the village was intentional or accidental."

"Whoa, okay!

"Are you sure, your magic is very dangerous? Follow the instructions……"

"All right, I'll try it better than I just did! Fire, get out!

"Oh, hey, listen to me..."

"Ghahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!

What the village chief was saying was a complete reproduction.

In other words, from his fingertips, which would have been largely powerless, there were so many firepillars up there that it was not even attacking magic.

And even though he didn't have to reproduce that, panicked, he was beginning to point his firepillar in all directions, which he should have shaken his finger to the top.

"Ma'am, step back! Brightwall!"

No matter how powerful the often firepillars were, they weren't enough to break down the walls of magic, and by the walls of the Holy Knight Captain, the dedicated wizard and palette were defending themselves.

Sometimes there's nothing to burn around, and the firepillars just burn the soil around them without burning anything.

But......

"Mimi, Mimi, Mizuuuuuuuuu!

The fire powder was lightly burning his body because it swung a few columns.

That made him even more panicked. He was stopping the magic of fire and using the magic of water.

And......

"Ghahhhhhhh?!

An enormous amount of water crosses the firepillar from the palm of your hand.

That was exactly the unlikely amount of water that would blow the village apart from the whole house.

And by the magic he's putting out, he's instantly crushed...

As it was, the person had passed out while muddy the ground.

"... you have no malice towards him. If you're strong, you're retarded."

Three people who were not injured because they were protected by the wall. But I was all over the sight of not feeling too intelligent.

It is like a fireworks bracketed monkey panicked and jumped out of his head into a shallow pond and passed out.

To the sober point of the dedicated mage, the two magicians were silent.

No, the palette manages to open its mouth even though it is frightened.

"Captain... an uncontrollable force is a terrible thing..."

"Lady, I didn't think I could control this far either,"

A man of temperament who has the magic to destroy himself too much to be too powerful, plus lacks the kind of calm that paints shallow and frivolous.

"Wounded Fool" Kobe Masashi, who always acts without thought, even though using magic without thought will always destroy himself.

It was the moment Caputo's trump card, which was extremely difficult to control, was placed under the protection of the pallet.