510 508 Franc and Ursi Growth (1/2)

'So, let's go?

”Mmm!”

”On!”

Right after I woke up. To see how we were doing and how Frans grew, we were looking for the Warcraft on the Wolf Plains.

In my case, the malaise in the part that I didn't quite understand was repaired, plus Mr. Annunciation is regaining power, albeit partially.

Mr. Annunciation is not free to talk, but he answers questions and so on to understand my own condition.

Plus they're helping me run some of the magic. The use of fine controls and grand magic will also be somewhat easier in the future.

Fran was apparently using a sword that Alistair had newly struck and had Amanda practicing.

I see that sword Fran has in his hand. To withstand Fran's unscrupulous operations, power and the like are just sturdy swords made from a temperament.

Apparently Alistair said it was a sword in time, but strong enough.

Name: Heavy Demon Steel Sword

Attack: 480 Magic Power Held: 80 Durability: 1200

Magic conductivity · D-

It's like a sketch appropriately painted by a good illustrator in 5 seconds, or a knob made by a good cook in surplus and pampered. It's amazing when you look at it from this side, but it's not a big deal if it comes from the person.

”Hmm.”

”Master? What's wrong?

'No, it's nothing...'

Sooner or later, the center of gravity and blade length are made to look like me for when you shake me. But that's where it's complicated again.

It certainly must have helped Fran. I defended Fran while I was gone, watched him grow, and withstood silently, even in rough ways. Mm-hmm, great thing.

But I don't care. No, let's be clear. I am jealous of this sword. While I was gone, it was used by Fran instead of me, a sword that looks a lot like me is jealous.

Imagine, when I went home on a long business trip, I had a helper who looked after my family just like me. Even if my family told me I was lonely, there would still be parts of me that I'm a little uncomfortable with.

That's exactly what I am now.

”Well, I'm back, so I won't be on that sword for a while.”

”Mm-hmm. It's been a while since I could be serious”

'Oh, leave it to me!

There is no doubt that Fran is growing greatly. He has gained the title of a big hunt and has increased his skills as well.

They say the big hunt is the title you get if you defeat a huge opponent, as its name suggests. Fran doesn't seem to know exactly when he earned it, but Mr. Annunciation told me. Hi, they fought an opponent named Earth Slime who takes in the earth and makes it huge.

It would be quite useful when fighting someone bigger than you, because of the title of your status going up. Anyway, Fran is small.

I was also surprised at the development of my skills. Even without skill sharing with me, I was able to handle Kensei and Kensei moves.

Even though my experience of sharing skills with me and dealing with high levels of skills was accelerating that growth, it was an unusual rate of growth.

Various factors must have overlapped.

Originally talented. I got the best training partner named Amanda. In addition, he continued to fight his superior opponents on the plains of the Demon Wolf.

And he had enough tough mental power to jump himself into the rigorous training to keep them alive.

The result is this growth. But the true price of training is not in numerical terms. Until now, the operation of the magic, which was left to power, has been much sharpened.

That was only once I saw the exercise of witchcraft. inferior fire magic used to light the fire. The magic flow was surprisingly smooth when the technique was performed. And there's no momentary build-up.

No matter how many unchanging chants you have, the process of concentrating and controlling magic won't go away. If it had been a previous franc, there would have been just a flash of build-up. But it was gone.

”You've grown.”

”Mmm!”