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Chapter 107 – Each Person’s Training Life Part 2 (Makyo and the Others)
The block of boar meat was so angular that the women immediately recognized it as a magical barrier.
“This… isn’t a wall, is it?”
“T-t-that’s right, it’s more like a hollowed-out space than a wall. M-maybe it’s possible to defeat it and dismantle it at the same time?”
“How could I do something so skillful?”
I went out to sea in a raft with Sylvia and tried it on the shark monster.
I aimed at the tip of the shark’s snout, which was about to open wide and attack, with a fist covered in magic power from underneath. At the moment of impact, I surrounded the flesh at the tip of the snout with a magical barrier and struck.
Swung!
A sound different from a slash or a blow rang out, and the tip of the shark’s snout flew into the air.
“Hmm. T-this is different from what I expected. Can’t you hit it repeatedly?”
“It’s not impossible, but if you don’t know the structure of the body, you might end up hitting the organs or bones, so it wouldn’t be a clean kill.”
The shark, already floating on the surface and bleeding, was surrounded and devoured by its fellow sharks.
“T-t-then, if it’s a monster that’s been killed before, can you do it? As long as it’s to a certain extent, it’s okay if the bones and organs are still attached.”
“Ah, if that’s the case…”
I used my magic to lift the sharks that were swarming around the dead shark into the air by interfering with the ocean currents, and then I hit them by unleashing a magical barrier that avoided their spines.
Swung, swung, swung!
It seems that sharks don’t have ribs, so they just fell into the sea, leaving their soft spines behind.
“Y-you can do it, can’t you?”
“Does that count as a success? There’s no need for such a big block of shark meat.”
For now, we decided that the experiment had somehow succeeded and headed back to shore.
“Now I understand that the shape and form of the magic is important. So, I think the handle of the weapon is more important than the shape and sharpness of the blade in terms of the image you want to create. What do you think?”
Sylvia, who was carefully examining the cross-section of the shark meat, replied without looking at me, “O-o-of course it’s important.”
“Can you make just the handle of the spear or just the handle of the sword?”
“D-d-does it have to be sharp?”
“As long as the shape is right, it doesn’t have to be sharp. As long as it’s hard to break even when magic goes through it.”
“Okay.”
Sylvia replied as if to say, “I can make as many of these as you want.”
“That’s not a wall! It’s more of an attack than a defense!”
When we returned to the base where we were building a fire, Jennifer was watching from the shore and was furious.
“Oh, that’s probably true. It’s just a distraction of defensive magic techniques.”
“What? You admit that?”
“I think it’s probably some kind of spatial magic…”
Hel put her hand to her chin and looked troubled.
“You can’t just rip monsters apart with space magic. It only extracts a certain area, and the fact that it only affects things it touches is its weakness.”
“No, that’s enough. If the elven mages saw it, they wouldn’t be able to categorize it because there’s no magic circle, and they’d probably just stop thinking.”
Hel is a full-fledged inhabitant of the demonic land.
“More importantly, what am I going to do? Makyo-san stole my training!”
“Jennifer’s training is about defense and capture, right? Mine is about attack and dismantling.”
“I won’t be fooled by such nonsense!”
“Well, since you got there first, it’s no wonder Jennifer is angry.”
“That’s right! It’s so unreasonable!”
“Oh, so that’s what you call unreasonable!”
Lipa, who had been silent until then, suddenly spoke up, and everyone turned around.
“Oh, I’m sorry. My life has been so unreasonable, and in this demonic land, almost everything that happens seems unreasonable to me, so I couldn’t help but speak up.”
“Y-y-you see, expectations and common sense don’t apply here at all, so you have to be flexible and adapt to the situation, or you will die in this demonic land. The longer you stay here, the more unreasonable things become.”
Sylvia explained as she cut up the shark meat. Is my existence unreasonable?
“I didn’t mean to, but if I made you angry, I’m sorry. I’m sorry, Jennifer.”
“No, even if you apologize, it doesn’t change the fact that I don’t know what to do. Does that mean I can’t judge the situation?”
“I don’t think so. I think you’re doing a good job of defending yourself against the monster.”
“Then what do I lack?”
“Flexibility.”
For a change, Sylvia didn’t stutter as she spoke, and then she started grilling the shark meat.
“Je-Je-Jennifer seems like a noblewoman.”
“Are you talking about the way I speak?”
“No, that’s not what Sylvia means. Nobles live their lives by doing only what they are told and what is expected of them within the various rules and conventions. I think that’s why Sylvia and I both hated that kind of life, and that’s why life in the demonic land is so interesting, but Jennifer is different.”
“I was just an adventurer.”
“Yes, so I think that when you are dealing with monsters and building relationships with your companions, you end up making ‘rules’ faster. Like ‘this is better’ or ‘this is the way it has to be.'”
“I-I-I’m not saying that ‘rules’ are bad, but I think they’re very effective because they speed up everything from assessing the situation to dealing with things, and you can fight monsters safely, too. But…”
“But what?”
“D-d-doesn’t it make you feel bad to see Makyo?”
Sylvia turned her piercing gaze at me at a sharp angle.
“It’s tiring to watch a weirdo all the time. That’s what we came to while we were watching the fire at night.”
Hel pointed at me and explained. I felt like I was being severely criticized.
“I understand that very well, but Makyo-san is the landowner of the demonic land, and isn’t he a genius when it comes to magic?”
“N-n-no, that’s completely different! A genius is someone who has desires and can maximize their abilities within a certain framework and develop that field. B-b-but Makyo doesn’t seek sexual desire, monetary greed, or even the honor that comes with magic!”
“He has no sexual desire, and his monetary greed is limited to getting us to pay rent, and he almost always forgets about that. I think he thinks magic is something that ‘just happens’ when he does it. Makyo isn’t a genius; he’s just a weirdo.”
“I’m a weirdo…?”
“See? We’ve said everything we want to say, but it has no effect at all.”
“T-t-to begin with, he’s the kind of guy who can defeat a magical machine we’ve been fighting until the sun goes down. Thinking about it won’t help you understand, so it’s better not to think about it. I-i-it will only make you tired.”
Even though Sylvia is usually quiet, she can’t stop complaining about me.
“In other words, let’s try to avoid doing things that make us tired and keep our minds flexible. If we stop and fall into a state of suspended thought, it’s possible we could be eaten by a monster before we know it in this demonic land.”
“I see, flexibility. It’s true that I could have been bound by ‘rules’. As long as I remember that thought, I’ll just… “
Jennifer stood up and moved away from the campfire to practice defensive magic.
“Don’t be fooled by eccentrics… be flexible… a flexible wall… soft and elastic…”
As we ate our dinner of grilled shark meat, we watched Jennifer muttering to herself. Lipa, worried about me, asked, “Are you okay, Makyo-san?”
“I feel like I’ve been insulted a lot, but I don’t feel angry at all. Maybe that’s because I don’t care.”
“Have you never cared about how other people see you, Makyo?”
Hel asked as she sprinkled salt on the meat.
“Maybe when I lived in the city. I used to meet prostitutes and take care of my appearance. But in the demonic land, survival is more important than appearance. Besides, I think it’s better to be relaxed than to be tired from worrying about things.”
“B-b-but don’t you ever get tired? You don’t seem to enjoy it.”
“No, I think I’m enjoying it. When I was on my own, I had to do everything myself, and it was hard. Since Chel came and taught me magic, it’s getting easier and easier.”
“But you don’t hesitate to do dangerous things. You’re also quite proactive when it comes to exploring the demonic land, aren’t you?”
“That’s just because it’s my territory. I wouldn’t do it if it was someone else’s land.”
“R-r-really?”
“Yeah, I wasn’t really adventuring when I was an adventurer, and I don’t really care about the world. It’s my land, so if I didn’t know anything about it, it would be kind of stupid, right? If I met someone outside of the demonic land and they asked me where your house was, and I just said ‘over there’…”
“You’re not greedy…”
“I don’t know. Do you think Chel is greedy in the demon country right now?”
“N-n-no, I can’t help but think of an image of Makyo being ridiculed.”
“I can imagine her saying to the demon race, ‘That guy is crazy.'”
“””I can imagine her saying that…”””
The night on the beach continues.
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[“He has no sexual desire, and his monetary greed is limited to getting us to pay rent, and he almost always forgets about that. I think he thinks magic is something that ‘just happens’ when he does it. Makyo isn’t a genius; he’s just a weirdo.”]
If only they knew about his sexual desires. That he can’t wait to get to prostitutes. I think these girls want it lol
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