The World's Strongest Martial Artist who has Worked too Hard, Survives in the Magic World With

When I woke up in the morning, Mr. Noir was twirling and shivering in his blanket.

"It's cold..."

Mr. Noir, who realizes I'm awake, reports in a fine voice.

According to the thermometer, the current temperature is 18°C below freezing.

I'm in a state of neglect of changing temperatures, but watching Mr. Noir conveys chills.

Mr. Noir is good at ice magic, and I thought he was very cold resistant... well, the temperature is temperatures.

"Want another pair of socks?

"I'll wear it."

I give Mr. Noir the socks I bought in bulk the other day.

Mr. Noir, who received his socks, lowered his eyebrows as if he could hardly.

"I can't put my hands on it."

I'll make you wear it.

"You're reliable."

Mr. Noir sits on his bed, takes off his boots and turns his foot on me.

"That's it," he said.

I let Mr. Noir put on some thick socks, and I looked out the window.

"It's loaded..."

Beyond the window is a snowy view on one side.

I wonder if it's loaded about a meter.

I can make my way with wind pressure from a positive fist poke no matter how many meters of snow it takes... can you find this, the ruins?

It said in the book that all ruins in the east, west, north and south are 'underground ruins', and if the entrance is buried in snow, the bones are going to break to find it.

"Anyway, I'm glad it's clear."

I've been snowblowing all yesterday, and I was worried I might be stuck like this, but it cleared up safely.

I'd go to the ruins to see a natural mutation, but I can't risk Mr. Noir.

"How long will it take to get to the ruins?

"At a distance, maybe five hours on foot. It may take a while to find the entrance, but I'll try to find it by the end of the day."

It's been over a week since we left Lucham.

Ten days till the start of the new semester.

I hope one of us is just gonna be late, but you can't wind up Mr. Noir.

I can't stay very long, and I need to get to the ruins before the weather breaks down.

"I'll leave when I eat dinner... Want some more thick clothes?

Mr. Noir also has gloves on this garment, ears on the muffler on the yarn hat, and wears an extra hood, but he is shaking.

It looks so cold, but it would be difficult to lay it on any more.

Suppose there's room for layering... about foot?

Does Mr. Noir know that, too, and he's turned his leg on me again?

"One more pair of socks - no, I'll overlap two."

I'll make Mr. Noir wear socks.

Warming feet only weakened Mr. Noir's tremors a little.

"Well, if you have breakfast, we're leaving!

I carry my bag and head to the dining space upstairs with Mr. Noir.

"Good morning. Are you going out?

The shop owner's uncle, who was regulating the fireplace's fires and subtractions, smiled and talked.

"I thought I'd eat before I went out."

"Oh, then I'll be ready as soon as I can, so please wait about your seats. Of course I won't pay for it. Mr. Ash is a benefactor of life."

This town is as sparsely populated as Nemnesia, so I figured it wouldn't be as noisy as Lucham's, and I was walking away without hiding my face.

As a result, he was generously welcomed by his uncle.

"It helps."

To tell you the truth, I had given Mr. Noir a ton of clothes, which made him less handy.

Given the cost of the trip home, my uncle's favor was honestly appreciated.

Next time, we need to take some more money.

"I'm the one thanking you! If it weren't for Mr. Ash, my family would have been killed by the Demon King by now."

And my uncle winks.

"If you advertise it as an 'Inn where Heroes stayed', the Inn should be crowded with guests. It really helps!

I laugh unexpectedly at my real uncle.

"If that's the case, I won't hesitate to let you eat"

"Ha. I don't care how many nights you stay, as long as you don't mind Mr. Ash!

"Thank you. But I'm just going to the ruins, so I'll be home tomorrow."

"Are you going to the ruins?!?

And my uncle said happily.

"Yes, but... is there something in the ruins?

"Yes, actually, there's a legend that the ruins are filled with scary demons."

Is that about the demon king sealed by Ice Emperor?

I guess The Ice Emperor paid for it by spreading scary rumors so that someone wouldn't mistakenly unseal it.

After all these years, it became a legend.

"Of course, it's a legend, so I don't know if it's real or not... but if you think about it, you get anxious."

I see.

Is that why you smiled?

"Okay. I'll exorcise you if I see you."

"Whoa, thanks!

Where my uncle lowered his head gladly, Mr. Noir's stomach rattled.

"Oh, excuse me. Please wait in your seats with us as we will bring your meal immediately"

We'll be at the table, waiting for dinner.

Slightly, my uncle brought stew and bread.

That's how we finished our meals. We left the inn behind.