Abandoned Priest at the Hero’s Party

Convinced

‘Rocca…’

changed It’s also very big. Maybe in a different direction than bad.

‘What happened?’

Seeing the child passionately talking to Yanid from afar, he tilted his head. I didn’t mean to. I just moved my head freely.

It seems that something has changed significantly. But if you ask me where exactly it has changed, I don’t know. Although it has clearly changed, it can be seen as a qualitative change rather than a quantitative change.

It didn’t seem like it got stronger, but it definitely grew bigger. There was no way to know how Urban Uncle used to grow Loca, but I thought I should thank him later. Indeed, a master is a master.

‘A master is a master in other fields. Does it make sense to reach the extreme?’

The child, who did not appear to approach him first, even toward his fellow Kisea-san, approaches and talks to Yanid, an unborn man. It’s really annoying and babbles around.

Perhaps it was rough, the girl spread her wings and flew over the roof. It was like a wolf chasing a chicken and the grass died for a while, and the child flew into the air and followed Yanid.

“Magic power…”

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Master’s flying in the sky does not belong to the strange axis. I looked at it without much thought, but the princess seemed quite surprised and almost dropped the sword she was holding.

“The magical energy around me comes in the form of wind, and it reminds me of Rocca like a stepping stone.”

“Isn’t that how you used to fly?”

“different. It’s totally different, saint.”

[I don’t use my own power to fly in the sky. The sky itself is lifting him up.]

Even the dragon Azahadaka couldn’t hide his surprise, so it didn’t seem like it was easy to think about. That child sometimes grows up amazingly when you look at it.

[Dragon can create his own realm by scattering his magical powers in all directions and taking control of the surroundings. But that’s something different from that. I don’t know the principle at all. How the hell is that possible?]

“Urban. What the hell did you do? Is it possible for a person to smelt it by hitting it with a hammer? If it is possible to strengthen it in that way, maybe I will…”

The dog, walking from the other side, heard the princess’s request and scratched his head with a bewildered expression. He coughed heavily and replied back.

“Common sense, that is not possible. I haven’t done anything, but I think I’ve realized something. Maybe it was the realization arranged by the person who left the womb.”

“Can a non-human dragon-a sword be further strengthened?”

“This is my first time working with a keel, but I have been working on this job for the rest of my life, earning a living. It must be harder than when I first grabbed the hammer. give it a try I will forge it stronger.”

The canine took the dragon’s sword and returned to his smithy. Then, the child who had been bothering Yanid for a long time came back with a dead expression on his face.

When I looked up at the sky, black clouds were blooming in lumps and occupying an area in the sky. Perhaps Yanid made that black cloud and then hid in it.

“The dragon is said to be able to summon rain and wind by manipulating the weather with its two horns on its head. This ability is innate without learning it, so it seems that Yanid can use it as well.”

Quarreung!

As soon as the princess who knew about dragons finished her speech, thunder and lightning struck and raindrops fell. Surprisingly, not a single drop fell on our side. It poured like a waterfall only towards Loka, who was approaching me.

Shoot aah

Rocca, who was suddenly hit by the rain, blinked. For a moment, as if he could not understand the situation, he looked around. Then he realized that he was the only one getting hit by the rain.

“hey! It’s like I asked for a favor!”

Hoo much!

It was only after his clothes and tail hair were soaked that he realized that this was Yanid’s trick, he looked at the sky and sharpened his teeth. Then it rained even harder.

It was pouring out so much that I doubted whether I could keep my eyes open, and now it almost looked like a real waterfall. The princess muttered as if it was absurd.

“You just need to block the magic intensifier around it. Why are you getting it right again?”

“Uhhhh…!”

“Ah, contemplation! I wanted to fall into contemplation. The sound of rain is good for meditation.”

I was also puzzled to see Roca just standing still and wandering. If you just run out or put on a magpie, it would be enough to block the raindrops lightly.

The self-defense force created by the master by winding up the magical force is so high that even flies will slip when they step on it. Water can be completely repelled.

However, as if concentrating on something, he gave out a strange aura, clasped his hands together and closed his eyes and moaned. It seemed like he was trying to do something, so I couldn’t bother talking to him.

Challang!

Is it an illusion to think that the orbit of a water droplet is changing little by little?

The raindrops bend as if distorted by something. It starts moving in a different trajectory than in a straight line, as it should be. The space bends back and forth as if it had been twisted.

As if alive, it begins to move away from Roca. How the hell is that possible?

Neither Urinell nor Lucia had ever shown such a trick. Rather, it is an ability that is closer to magic. I looked at the princess and asked for an explanation, but she was even smarter than me.

“This, how did this…”

Amidst the raindrops avoiding her, the child, who was no longer wet again, opened her eyes.

“master.”

Now, as if convinced of something, he spoke firmly to me.

“I want to go to the Suwangjeon.”

*****

When Yanid summoned a rainstorm and scattered it on him, the wolf became annoyed. But right after I got annoyed, a scene came to my mind vividly.

Even in Heron’s memory, the part that flew by for a short time. It was only then that I remembered the appearance of a boy facing the rain, wind and lightning.

When I remembered the way each move matched the movement of heaven and earth, the desire to run away from the water disappeared. I wanted to do the same thing myself.

‘I am Heron’s ex.’

The former man is the former man, not the Heron at that time, but the former man of the Heron far into the future.

If you can’t keep up with your teacher’s past or even your master’s footsteps, let alone a teacher, you’re ashamed to be called a disciple. At least he should be able to do what Heron did when he was young.

But how?

It took me a while to find that way. The proud tail and blue hair were also soaked, but this is enough to dry in the sun later.

As I closed my eyes and pondered, I felt the raindrops hitting me. The master’s sharp senses insight into everything around him, and in an instant, it felt like everything was getting brighter.

The shape of the wolf, whose eyes flashed within him, melted in all directions. It was a very bizarre feeling. It felt like I was not in my own body, but little by little melted into the world around me.

Is this what it feels like to be without nature? The raindrops that flowed endlessly were me, and the earth where the rain soaked was me. Not wanting me to get wet, the rain veered off the track it was trying to reach.

It was only now that I had escaped the beginning of the second stream, and I was convinced that I had truly reached the second. By subsidizing a very small power with the countless powers of the world, it was possible to draw a snowy mountain with one small snowball.

Epirna also had hidden powers, so he couldn’t be sure of victory. But now I have the confidence to not give up.

In the past, if the three of them worked together to defeat the Death Wyrm again, it seemed that they would be able to overcome it on their own.

‘Then what about Phoenix?’

If we meet again, will we be able to overcome it on our own?

I wasn’t sure until there. She never saw the end of Phoenix.

He saw the memories of destroying the phoenix, but the phoenix at that time could not resist and disappeared due to the sunset. However, even with such a hideous technique, he was resurrected in the end and had to end with a miracle in the end.

‘Can I completely subdue him now?’

It took practice to find out. He needed to figure out how much his power had increased through the real battle.

Rocca’s gaze quickly scanned Ardain and Leon in the distance. Yanid was avoiding him, so he had to hold on to both of them and torment them.

“master.”

But one thing was certain.

“I want to go to the Suwangjeon.”

Now it is clear that we can discuss the odds.

Qualification to carefully predict victory in a one-on-one fight with Epirna. The present Roka certainly had such qualifications.