Becoming a magician in another world

Afterwards, the Sams had a lively conversation with Zang and Mizuki.

Only Hualien, who spoke little, did not have much conversation and was sleepy and drowsy.

When I came to my senses, I had been talking for thirty minutes.

Most of them are memories of Liz's time at the dojo, but it was also a very happy time for Sam, knowing a side of him that his fiancé didn't know. - Liz, it's nice to chat with you like this. I finally came to the dojo. It's been a long time since we last met. Do you want to meet me? "

Liz's eyes widened at the sudden suggestion from the Sword Master, and Karen's sleepiness disappeared at the word "hands".

"Of course, you are welcome in Hualian Palace. I started with moderation just now, and it seemed that you wanted to fight me. I'm sorry even if it made you feel too bored."

"......Hualien Sir"

"I'm sorry. But - if you accept the invitation, there's no reason to refuse."

Hualien stood up menacingly, bumped her fists together and smiled.

Sam sighed, he was still a man who liked fighting, the sword master called him.

"Samuel, what would you do?"

"No, I'm a magician, so it's a little difficult to fight in the dojo."

"You learned Taijutsu from Liz, right? I heard that you're pretty good at close combat using body-strengthening magic... Ahahahaha."

Sam smiled to hide his smile.

Although he likes to learn magic, he doesn't have the desire to be an addict like Hualian who fights strong people who don't care about anyone.

I will fight if I need to, and if I fight I will be ruthless and show no mercy, but I am not eager to fight to the point of wanting to fight unnecessarily.

(——And if I fight this person, I won’t win even if I go all out. No, I might want to fight beyond my full strength.)

One of the reasons for not wanting to do it is the lack of confidence to complete the task by hand.

I don’t know if the Tibetans noticed Sam’s mood or for some other reason, but they never invited him again.

"Ah, Samuel. So, can I meet Kotomi?"

It was Mizuki who suggested it on behalf of his father.

She shook her braids and smiled.

"Right now, tell me and my sister about the Earth."

"...Kotomi will be very happy. Samuel, if it's not too much trouble for you, is that ok?"

"I'd be happy to tell you."

There is no reason to refuse.

Moreover, Sam is also concerned about the girl who has too much magic power as a magician.

"Thank you. Mizuki, please take me to Samuel. Please don't be rude."

"I understand. Let's go."

"Yes. Well then, Lizawa-sama, Karen-sama, I will go see Kotomi-sama."

"Give my regards to Kotomi-sama."

"Bon Voyage"

He nodded to the two, stood up, and bowed to the dojo with Mizuki before leaving.

Walk down the hallway of the mansion and climb the stairs.

He holds the title of Sword Master and his mansion is huge.

On the way, the maids who passed by each other, I don’t know if they had any martial arts experience, but they were all shrouded in a human atmosphere of fighting.

"My sister will be very happy to see you. In fact, my sister is your fan."

“Fans, why?”

Mizuki walked and said that, and Sam was confused. I don't remember doing anything that a fan can do.

So, Mizuki continued with a wry smile.

"I don't know where he came from in the capital. That Ulrich Scheidt claimed to be Mr. Walker's apprentice. The Sky Kingdom seized the position from the powerful magician and fought alone with the dragon who wanted to attack the capital. Isn't it just like the protagonist of the story?

Sample?"

"That's what happened. So much happened and it was over so quickly."

A lot of things have happened in the two months since I came to the capital.

From the depths of frustration, he visited the capital, and now it seems that this may have been the guidance of his deceased master.

Thanks to you, I can see my loved ones, my family, and my friends.

"I envy you a little."

"Mizuki-sama?"

"My future as a swordsman in this dojo is fixed. Even if my successor becomes someone other than me, what I have to do will not change. In other words, there is no other choice."

“Any questions about the future?”

In response to Sam's question, Mizuki shook his head as if in denial.

"Ah, you misunderstood. I love swordsmanship, and I'm proud of my position as a teacher. Anyway, I like teaching others swordsmanship. But - since I've only had swords since I was a child, I sometimes think about a slightly different future."

(Perhaps, he is the successor of the Sword Saint. Any ideas?)

Although I couldn't say it out loud, I still thought about that kind of thing.

Liz said that among the Sword Master's disciples, Mizuki used it the most.

It is not known, then, why she was excluded as a candidate for succession.

Maybe Mizuki herself has this doubt. Because the father and daughter have a good relationship, that doubt may be very big.

"I envy Mizuki-sama."

"I?"

"Because I have absolutely no talent for swordsmanship."

"It seems so. I heard that you can't even get ready?"

“First, you can pose, but then you get away with it.”

Mizuki smiled at Sam who said this with a shrug.

"Ahahahaha. I want to see that. Isn't that talent in a sense?"

"Unfortunately, it seems to be just fodder for laughs."

Mizuki, who had a gloomy expression just now, laughed as he shouted, and Sam breathed a sigh of relief.

It’s not easy to understand the situation at home, but it’s not something I can participate in, and I don’t know if I can step into sensitive topics.

In order to change the subject, Sam continued to talk about irrelevant things while moving around the water tree and the mansion.