Becoming a magician in another world

The day after Sam woke up, before noon.

In the yard of Count Walker's house, Sam, who was instilled with the elf technology of absorbing external magic power by Ur, turned into a big word and fell down.

(——I remembered that Ur was Sparta)

Sam, who was so tired that he couldn't even speak, adjusted his breathing while breathing with his shoulders. The elves' magic skills were great.

For those who believe that only those born with magic power can become magicians, integrating the magic power that naturally exists in the atmosphere into themselves and manipulating it freely is a daunting task.

At the same time, if this technology spreads, the number of magicians will increase.

(But it’s not going well.)

For those who do not have natural magic power, they cannot feel the magic in the atmosphere, so using it is a stretch.

Come to think of it, even among magicians, few people seem to be able to sense the magic in the atmosphere.

Sam was very sensitive to magic, so there was no problem. However, Erica and the others could not sense the magic in the atmosphere no matter how much time they spent.

(Well, but if everyone can use magic, the balance of power between countries will collapse and problems will arise, so it should be like this)

As Sam, I think a world where lots of people can use magic indiscriminately is a great place. However, some people don't want it.

Since I'm a magician, I'm more of a privileged person than a person who is treated better. If magic becomes a matter of course, the flavor will disappear.

Among magicians, even if they have no real ability, there are those who have magic power and can use magic, so they live a good life surrounded by nobles. The key is that they are treated as stallions, but even so, some people think it is better than working hard. For such people, it is unbearable to have their current life taken away.

However, it seems that few humans can use the magical techniques of the elves, and the number of magicians will not increase.

(It’s almost time for me to move. How are they in Hualien?)

As soon as he sat up, Ur was Erica, Hualien, and could see dealing with Mizuki in the yard.

It was more like holding hands than teaching anything, but facing the three of them, Ur had a cool expression.

Karen and Mizuki combined their energy and attacked with their fists and wooden swords, while Erica fired sharp magic from behind. The three people who usually trained together had a good breathing pattern.

However, Ur did not use magic, but handled the attacks of the three people with his physical ability alone, like dancing.

"As expected of Sister Ur. Even though we know that we are not sincere to each other, the difference in strength is still so huge." "I don't know the details of the battle, but I know that Sister is very powerful!"

There were tables and chairs under the shade of the trees in the yard. Liz and Alicia were watching over their family as they trained. Jonathan and Grace were there just now, but now they had something to do, so they were not there. The Scorching Dragon was sleeping in the room, and the little dragons climbed up to the roof of the mansion with interest, basking in the sun and watching Ur.

"Well, it's about time for me to go back."

"Haha, Sam looks very happy."

"Of course. I never thought I'd be able to hold hands with Ur like this. It feels like a dream. Oh, even though it's painful, it feels like reality."

Liz and Alicia smiled bitterly as they said this with their shoulders hunched.

It was true, Ur was so full of energy that it was hard to believe he had just woken up a few days ago.

Even now, Hualien was kicked away by the tall Ur.

"If I can, I would like to sneak in too. Even though I know there is a baby in my belly, I will feel itchy when I see everyone."

"I understand your feelings, but you must not mix them together!"

"I know. It's just a little regretful."

Liz is also a swordsman. Perhaps it was because she saw Mizuki and Ur, who were also swordsmen, holding hands, that she couldn't help but want to hold a sword.

Although I understand her feelings, as her fiancé and the father of her unborn child, I hope she won't just do dangerous things. Of course, I know that Liz doesn't really want to fight with Ur, but I'm worried. Huh, Sam breathed a sigh of relief. In order to meet Ur again, he wanted to mix with the four people, but he gave up.

Feeling the signs of approaching this side, he turned his face to that side. Then, there was Stella holding a parasol under the guidance of the maid.