The returnee who cried like that stretched out his hand. At that moment, the regressor’s arm was cut off at the elbow.
No, it’s not cut. I looked again and saw the returner tearing the space and putting his hand into the rift. The upper part of the elbow is visible, but the lower part has disappeared somewhere. It’s like putting your arms out the window.
The difference is that it is empty space.
It is a personal subspace, a pocket. The returner has the only treasure in the world.
The regressor wriggled through the cracks in the space once, and pulled out a round and hard one.
“okay! Let’s see how well they teach!”
Ting, the thing I took out flew towards me. I unintentionally stretched out my hand to receive it, and the heavy weight of it pushed my hand back. It was such a shock that the whole body was attached to it.
The ligaments seem to have stretched slightly. Having managed to catch it, I glanced at the regressor and saw the object I was holding in my hand.
And I doubted my eyes.
“Oh my gosh. it’s gold It is also a high-purity alchemy with an annuity value of over 10,000 Alke. How do you do this?”
The era when alchemists could freely change matter. Not only money, but also the value of things changed rapidly, and people did not even believe in their own property. Even gold could not keep its value, so it was a time of anxiety over the fear of when the wealth in the safe might become a pile of scrap metal.
It was this alchemy that appeared like a comet at that time.
It was a currency with absolute value that was created from the resources needed for an annuity itself.
The returnee, who handed it to him as if it were a red flag, responded with a gloomy expression.
“It’s personal property.”
“Would all your personal assets be confiscated the moment you were arrested?”
“My subspace item, it was in my pocket. They didn’t notice.”
The returner dismissed it briefly.
It’s a pocket. Like a regressor who collects all kinds of treasures, pockets are incomparable treasures.
I stuck my nose in the alchemy and sniffed.
“It’s not fake… .”
“I have pockets, so why not carry fake gold coins that run out?”
That’s it. If it’s a pocket, it’s a precious treasure that can’t be bought even with a hundred alchemy coins. I wasn’t really suspicious either. It was just part of the exclamation.
In the first place, alchemy is the most difficult currency to replicate because it has its own value.
After alchemy became common, every nation on earth did everything they could to prevent counterfeit money made by alchemy.
Naturally, the easiest way was to make money itself have value. A typical example is this alchemy. The substance itself that makes up alchemy had great value as an alchemy material.
Alchemy is used everywhere in the world and is also used as a material for magic circles. If you have knowledge of alchemy, you can disassemble this currency to make magic tools.
The best currency that can be converted into cash and spot at the same time, annuity.
If the annuity price is 10,000 alke… I might even be able to recreate my magic tools that were stolen by the military!
“So, what is the answer?”
I put the gold coins in my pocket. And at that moment, I forgot about gold coins.
As soon as the original gold coin goes into the pocket, all the previous silver coins disappear. That’s the back alley rule. There is no such thing as a golden tax for nothing.
“Uh-huh! Did you think a proud military instructor would fall for a bribe? It’s a mistake! In accordance with the Improper Solicitation Act, this money will be confiscated!”
The regressor, who burst out laughing as if it was absurd, took out two more gold coins from the air and shook them.
“I’ll give you two more gold coins if you tell Tirkanjaka properly.”
“Apart from that, I actually wanted to tell you about magic from the moment I woke up this morning. It was kind of a magical day. Today we are going to learn about magic.”
It was too much money to say. I immediately stood in front of the classroom table, ready to teach.
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Meanwhile, the regressor kept trying to convince the vampire something.
“… Tirkanzaka, it’s not that I couldn’t go to talk again, it’s because I didn’t. look at that Even if you go to secondary school, you can do whatever you want with just one gold coin… .”
No matter what you say I only need gold coins in my pocket. I put my pride aside for a while and started class with an iron plate on my face.
“Magic is basically the act of superimposing rules on the world… . You wouldn’t understand if I said that, would you?”
After all, what the vampire wants is the satisfaction of curiosity. It is not a boring learning path that starts from the basics. Let’s put the theory aside. I’ll try to explain it as briefly as possible.
“The most important thing is to build your own world. But what do you mean it’s easy to do? That’s why, in secondary schools where ordinary people go to school, magic is taught through the body. Because the body is a kind of world in which the inside and the outside are completely separated.”
He raised his finger and raised his magic power. I can feel the magic that runs through my veins. With his right hand, he swept up his left arm once, and tapped his palm as if it were a sprint.
“There will be a demonstration by an experienced teaching assistant. ruler. look at this. Set, Lee, Check.”
A product of rationalism created by the military that can implement magic without knowing anything, as long as proper movements, spells, and magic are placed.
0 level magic.
“volt.”
An electric current flashed on the index finger. I created a spark in the air and rubbed it on my arm to discharge it.
“Firenheit.”
There was a spark at the stop. The flame had no form and had to go out in all directions with the wave of a finger.
“Akus.”
The ring finger was frozen. It is a magic that collects water, but the downside is that your fingers will freeze if you do. It melted by wrapping it with the other hand.
“pascal.”
The little finger popped and the air burst.
Whoo, life achievements, middle school, high school, 1st place (using mind-reading) skills aren’t going anywhere. I shouted proudly with my arms wide open.
“This much. It is a magic that fires through the body and through the fingers. The advantage is that you can use it without having to build an image!”
[…] Hey, are your fingers bleeding?]
The vampire pointed at my finger and shouted. I turned to my finger, which had created the magic.
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My index finger, which had used electricity, was convulsing.
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My middle finger that shot the flame was tanned,
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My ring finger, which was covered with ice, swelled up,
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My body, which had caused the wind, was dyed red and wrinkled.
Oh, write. Thinking back, it hurts. I can’t describe it because I felt four pains at the same time.
However, if you put on a painful tee, the gao will fall off.
“Did I say that? Magic is the act of putting rules on the world.”
[okay.]
“I overlaid the rules with my body as a medium. The rule that static electricity is stronger on the index finger, the rule that a flame burns at a much lower temperature with the middle finger, the rule that water sticks well to the ring finger, and the rule that the wind moves harder than usual on the lower finger.”
Basic magic that causes the phenomenon itself only in a local area. This is level 0 magic.
He stretched out his fingers and showed the traces.
“The result is this.”
The vampire showed great curiosity.
[Certainly, it’s interesting. But, does the finger have to be hurt?]
“I can’t help it by using my body as a medium. Where the rules change, there is bound to be a collision, because my body was the boundary line. I have no choice but to pay the price.”
I hid my sore fingers behind my body and continued my explanation.
“Body-mediated magic is thus incomplete. So people usually look for a medium other than the body. Some people use things like sticks and wands, while others use a workhorse. It is said that when they reach the realm, they control the world itself, but I haven’t seen it yet. It is said that the more skilled you are, the wider the scope can be affected, and the more mysterious and powerful the phenomenon can be.”
That’s when I finished explaining.
“It’s just secondary school level education.”
Now, I’m slowly getting used to the returners coming in. I shrugged and answered.
“That’s secondary school-level education.”
“okay. Neither useful nor useless. Even weak.”
“It’s the basics. Mathematically, it’s at the level of multiplication tables.”
“okay. I’m sure the foundation is well laid out. It’s amazing speed and perfection to be called level 0 magic. But I think you, who can only use body-mediated magic, don’t seem to be able to show more than that?”
A childish sense of superiority was revealed in the sneering sneer.
no, please As a regressor, are you feeling competitive with me now? No wonder You are a pro who repeats the same life thirteen times. I say my life is an amateur on stage. If you want to compete with me, come to the first round in a fair way.
“Because I am not a magician.”
“Heh heh. I am not a major in magic either, but can I use up to tactical level magic?”
“ah. okay.”
“You are the end of phenomenon-level magic. Hehe. Is this a talent difference?”
Are you honestly not ashamed? How many times do you say the magic you learned as a fool in death as if it were your own talent?
Whether you have a conscience or not.
“If you could do it all by yourself, it would be a difference in talent.”
Looking at the returnee with cold eyes, he said a word with bones in his words. Then the returner flinched and made excuses in his mind.
‘… I learned it at the cost of my life through regression. Still, it’s the ability to return. There’s nothing wrong with pretending like this! right, yes! Regression is also an ability, a specification!’
Fortunately, he is still making excuses for himself if he has a conscience. A person with no real conscience makes no excuses. In that sense, it seems that the regressor still has shame.
The regressor also ended up at that point and turned to the vampire.
“Tirkanjaka. I’ll teach you magic. I’m better at magic than that guy.”
Then the vampire reacted cautiously. As if it’s really sad to ask such a question, but there’s nothing I can do about it.
[Didn’t he say that he only went to elementary school?]
“I didn’t come because I didn’t need to come out!”
[Oh yeah. right. It’s okay, sweetheart. I don’t really care.]
He said that he was considerate of other vampires. However, the consideration was so deep that even the person being cared for noticed it. The returner shook his hand.
‘now… . I started to understand the feelings of the man who treated vampires like old people. !’
you said Because you’re old, in a good way or in a bad way. The vampire glared at me and drew me in.
[Do I have to go? Show me here… .]
“Magic is a secret tool, the world I built up from the ground up. It is my strength and my weakness at the same time. You can’t show it to others.”
[Didn’t he show it?]
“Don’t compare yourself to that one! That’s military-style magic. It is a universal one that anyone can use as long as certain conditions are met! My magic is a unique magic that only I can use in this world!”
[Ah, um. i get it. Okay. Let’s go.]
The regressor thumped out of the room, followed by a black coffin floating around. Still, he kept looking at me with regrets.
‘A magic that anyone can use… Isn’t that more great? Well. I don’t know. It’s full of things you don’t know.’
You didn’t age in vain. Be wise.
‘Even so, I’m already dead… I can’t even use that magic.’
… Well, I hope you two work hard together. Regressors are excited to teach magic, but feel free to be discouraged. It’s good that I have less work to do… .
uh? Wait a minute. I forgot something.
Oh right. my money! Two of my alchemy coins!
I hurriedly followed them and shouted.
“Shay trainee! You have to give me my money!”
However, the only answer that came back was Tu’s reply that it was annoying.
“Tirkanjaka will learn from me, so why should I give you money?”
“You said you would give me two alchemy coins! Are you going to break your promise?”
“promise?”
The regressor turned around, looked at me and grinned.
“I will give you one piece of advice. No matter who you promised, how much you agreed to receive… , it’s not your money until it’s in your pocket.”
“What nonsense! Where’s that! If you want to give it to me, you have to give it to me!”
“Be satisfied with the advance payment. Because that’s a lot of money… For you.”
The regressor left a smile and walked with a light gait.
If I could express that thought I am reading now in the simplest words, would it be ‘melong’? Full of drugs, I came back into the training room, cheering.
“How dare you deceive me!”
I’ve been scammed, but I’ve never been victimized. He even decided to give it to me by the middle of the day! Then after listening to my lecture, I changed my mind!
The races I hate the most are such capricious things. Those who roll the dice in their heads from time to time without making a plan. What I thought a second ago is different from what I think now, so you should know! Even the waves of the stormy night sea will be easier to read than that.
“shit. I am in a position to listen to that!”
I don’t know why, but I’m doubly angry. It was when I shut the classroom door hard.
“bruise.”
An unhappy barking was heard. turned his head Aji, who was sitting on her stomach behind her, was still sulking and waving her tail.
It’s a sign that he’s getting bored and wants some attention. Even if I can’t read my thoughts, it’s obvious that I have a dog’s mind.
I was so annoyed that I waved my hand.
“What. whatever.”
“bruise.”
“Today is the end. You go back to your room.”
“bruise.”
“why? Are you the only one feeling bad? I feel bad too. My fingers hurt right now, so I don’t feel like playing. By-self… .”
As I was answering bluntly, Aji got up from her seat and slowly approached me. It still comes to the end, even though it still gives off a lot of dissatisfaction.
It’s like a beast without a guide. There is nothing wrong with her, but she wants to reconcile, right? I know I’ll accept it.
“Can’t you see your fingers? Are you hurt?”
He showed his four fingers, which were dyed in different colors, and yelled. Aji looked at my fingers with a fresh look in her eyes, and began to lick her fingers as she leaned against her face.
“what? Are you licking because it hurts?”
Aji didn’t answer and continued to clap. A slippery tongue licks your fingers up. A warm, soft touch massages your fingers. I was about to frown, but when I saw the friendly gesture, I let go.
“you… .”
Animals lick their wounds. To prevent infection, because it tickles, or because there is only one thing you can do.
However, the act of licking upon reaching the king of the beasts, the existence of an idea, has a specific healing power. It is not effective for all wounds, but the effect is said to be superior to applying a potion.
“It’s healing.”
“bruise.”
Aji gave a small answer and meticulously licked the remaining fingers. Although he may be a dog by nature, he looks like a human being, and his small, thick tongue digs into every nook and cranny.
People like to compare anger to fire, but it doesn’t seem like it was done without a reason. The pain and anger subsided as my fingers got wet.
uhh okay. what do you do when you are angry
“okay. Dogs are better than people.”
removed my hand Soggy saliva hangs long. The fingers that were glistening with saliva had healed and returned to their original state.
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Man’s greatest enemy is man, and dogs have always been his allies. I laughed out loud.
“okay! Why don’t you secretly eat some rice at night? If you’re hungry, you can eat. It’s made to be eaten! is not it?”
“bruise.”
“great. feel! Let’s open canned meat today!”
“meat?”
Aji’s eyes twinkled. As if it was a lie that he had just vomited, he got up and shook his head.
“okay! Today’s lunch is meat!”
“bruise! I like meat!”
“Let’s go to the restaurant!”
“Aww!”
Excitedly, I followed Aji, who ran first.
Forget the money that went out. Efficiently dismantle one alchemy coin to create a deck of cards. If you’re lucky, you might even be able to enchant one sheet.
Besides, the regressor will fail anyway. Then you pay interest on it.
Heading to the restaurant, I cheerfully ripped out canned meat and cooked with all my skills. and.
“You bastard! Don’t just eat meat!”
“Keep awake?! Aww!”
decided. Dog food is fixed with beans in the future.
