After talking to Trinity and reuniting with Hatsumi, Shuiming was returning from the northern part of the Empire, the land of battle, to his stronghold in the Empire.

It should have moved to rescue Elliot as soon as he returned, but at Trinity II's and Teatania's request, he would have waited until they returned, first telling Krista that he was going to wait a long time now - now what to do while he waited, etc.

Fermenia and Liliana used handouts to gather information, but there was only one thing to do when it came to Shuiming.

"Er, with the magic formation we wrote and the exploded view of it..."

Mizuming's Things to Do It was the reason and great purpose for his exit from Astel Royal Castle Camelia, the analysis of the Yingjie Summoning Formation and the creation of the Magic Formation of Return.

... but the creation of the ceremony and the magic formation was not going well.

Yes, it is currently at an admirable standstill.

"This is how you canonize the ceremony over there... oh well, this is no good..."

If you move more than a hundred parchments filled with information, side by side on the floor and repeat, deny it's different, and roar out mmmmmmmm. The work was in a totally blocked situation.

"We need to get back that way soon...? How dare you come here and get stuck..."

Out with his mouth was an obvious voice of impatience. But there is no other reason why the water is in such a hurry than because the situation is not good.

Yes, while defeating the Demon Gentlemen and wondering if the number of enemies is decreasing, the opposite increases. Besides, it's just someone you can call a mighty enemy. In addition to the Mirage Man, Richabalm Fallen to Demons Ten (Greed of Ten) Kudruk the Ghosthide. They are both magicians who cling to the water, and struggle is inevitable. The position is still unclear with regard to the man in the mirage, so I cannot say definitively, but the situation will surely get worse if we spoil the status quo, as we must settle for ourselves with regard to Kudrak.

There is no doubt that you can stand and stand more than that is Kudrak. That's all there is to it.

If, then, Shuiming remained so, then defeat is certain.

Same goes for the fact that we don't have any of the other guys, but as things stand, Shuiming isn't doing everything he thinks he can. There are differences between the worlds here and there in conditions such as the existence of stars, the presence or absence of spirits, the distortion of space, the relationship of spiritual veins, etc., and the power cannot be exerted as you think. The Meteor Fall (Ens Astrale), synonymous with Shuiming's magic, has not been able to extract half its power because of the lack of corresponding stars.

And spearheaded by a meteor drop, the infinity of psychic tempests, hegemonic lagrin belzes, and magic furnaces. I still have what I haven't been able to use and what I need.

I don't know if I'll be able to go back to that world and pull out all my strength. But the other world is not here, and there are the forefathers who peered into the abyss of sorcery. If you beg them to teach you, you will gain about the thread of the resolution or the power to substitute.

"... relying on people doesn't really suit me sexually."

It is only natural for a single magician to solve the problem he hits himself. But I can't say that either. That's all the situation is, it's more pressing than you think. If you stay long, Trinity could be destroyed by all the humans in this world, Lishabalm.

To settle it, first of all, we have to do something to get back to the other world.

"I don't know what's wrong..."

On hand we have all the magic formations used when we were called in the Kingdom of Astel and the oldest original data obtained in the northern part of the Union.

I use this to combine my knowledge of summoning with my knowledge of demoralization and to create a magic formation for my return.

(one more hand, one more hand is missing)

Mizumi biting her teeth, in front of a puzzle with missing dragon eye pieces. There is so much frustration about being stuck that you unconsciously slurp in poverty.

We have all the data. What's missing is an image. That form our vision captures when this sorcery is expressed. Is it a warp, does it open a door, does it wear a hole, is it another teleportation? It doesn't really solidify the shape of this information.

Regardless, if you force magic to continue like this, it will definitely fail. If it's not in shape, that's an airborne theory on the desk, so to speak. More than you can imagine what form, the uncertainty of the unknown will be added, making the technique unstable and causing a fatal failure.

If that happens, it's not hard to imagine what will happen. The Philadelphia Experiment. Regards, due to the phenomenon of assimilation and the wind of revenge (rebound air) caused by event twisting, every calamity falls on my body.

- Unfinished magic is the same as Pandora's box.

That was previously spoken by Nesteheim, the Alliance leader of the Order. When I'm stuck in a situation, I'm still on a bad bet. The same is true of the battle against Inru for the 'Light of Hence, the Light'. They gave me those words to beat the crap out of me.

It is a sarcastic word to seek hope deep in sorcery, to exercise the extra power of oneself, and to suffer disaster upon oneself. And they said unto him, Remember it.

Then there is no way to get your hands on it without a calm state in which reason can be discussed.

But the mood seems to be in a dark tunnel with no exit, more than the current problem cannot be solved.

"Ah, I can't think of a good idea! That and this is because of the heat..."

Yes, it wasn't just the current issue that prevented Shuiming from thinking, so was the temperature. The empire became hot in the northern region, and despite the early summer months. Having just returned from the northern mountains, it would be unfamiliar with the temperature difference, but even so, it was suddenly close to thirty degrees.

When Shuiming was bored, including the heat, a voice was heard from outside the room on the pretend.

"Lord Swimey, may I now?

"Oh, Fermenia? You can come in, what's up?

The Lord of the Voice was Fermenia. When Shuiming speaks, the door opens quietly.

"Excuse me - so what? Are you making progress with the magic formation?

"All of it. Stuck. Dumb."

"Well, that doesn't sound like Lord Swimey..."

"What do you mean you're not like me?

"No, because I always do it with a cool face... when it comes to magic"

"What do you mean, magic?

"Women's relations and all that."

"Ugh... that would be nice"

"Right. I'm more interested in making Lord Swimey suffer than that."

That said, to Fermenia, who begins to grin, Shuiming has no particular anger,

"It's not like I don't have an answer for the procedure, or it's hard to be canonical. And then there's the idea, or the mundane flash, or the imagination of the mind..."

"I can understand the difficulty. In this world, too, it has always been thought that the magic formations of return could not be made...... by the way, what is the 'no' condition when summoning?

"The big book guy feels like he can suck it off. Vacuum cleaner... then you don't know. In this image, we create a flow of powerful wind magic that forces us to pull."

"So why don't you reverse that?

"No, that's no good. In the case of inhalation, the point of arrival is stable, but in the case of extrusion by air flow, the direction is unstable and the point of arrival is strange. Then we can't go back where we came from."

"Huh. So why don't we make a passage to the other world?

"I feel like I'm going to get clogged.... damn I knew the vacuum cleaner was a neck..."

When I remembered the form of magic with reference to the magic formation of Yingjie's summons, the fact that the image had hardened with a vacuum cleaner was what was plaguing Shuiming. It hurts that once you think so, you can't get out of it.

A loud sigh of water. While he's even depressed, Fermenia strikes a pungent cedar hand and sounds petty.

"By the way, Lord Swimey, how about a change of mood? If you exude the mood, you may come up with a good idea."

"A change of mood? That makes sense... but what the hell are you doing?

"hehe...... there's a count for me"

"... ha. So, what's that?

Mizumi creates a frigid look on Fermenia's somewhere contained expression. Fermenia, on the other hand, was deliberately doing a creepy grin, changing her expression and giving her a bright, pleasant smile.

And what I said...

"I would recommend it to Lord Swimey for a change of mood. It's puffy!!

"Is...?

It was a abrupt pool opening declaration, by Fermenia Stingray.

To the unexpected words of Fermenia, Shuiming was stiff for a moment, but he immediately retrieves me and takes a reaction.

"No, you know, puffy, is it the pool!? Um!? Doing it in school classes in the summer or busy with family, you know!?

"Yes! I heard from Lord Io Kuzami before returning from the northern position! To Lord Swimey's world, to squeeze the summer heat, I mean purposefully water a huge container and let everyone in and cool their hot bodies! I was very interested in the story.."

"No, first of all, don't say that kind of unscrupulous way about one of the big summer leisures..."

Hearing the dialogue without Fermenian body or lid, Shuiming feels indescribable. I'm reasonably sure of cooling my body, but that was the water bath after I totally went into the sauna to put it that way.

"It's this kind of heat despite the early summer, and what do you say?

"What do you say... first of all, where is that thing?

"If you go outside, you'll see. Look, let's go!

That said, Fermenia pulls Shuiming's arm in Norinoli. He smiled and smiled adorably, and it was like a toddler taking his parents out to play. Adorable. Even though Shuiming had the feeling that "surprisingly, there's this side to it," she didn't see the situation at all, but she went with it a lot, and it could have been outside of the...

"Ahhhhhhhhh!

"Ahhhhhhhh!

A bump between sword and sword. And it was the roar of swordsmen and swordsmen.

........

A constantly recurring slaughter on the other side with the front door open. Seeing something completely unexpected, Shuiming stood up in disquiet.

What is happening at the doorstep, of course, is a sword match. I didn't hear it because it was blocking the outside noise in the room, but the roaring lords are Refile and Hatsumi.

It is an inevitable battle between two men familiar with the logic of the sword.

With one or the great sword, the other with a long knife. Neither is the good a girl deserves to have, but when they do, they look awful and uncomfortable. And there are no deficiencies in its treatment.

Therefore, it is a covenant that if you inadvertently step in between, you will be minced. Yes, this is the undisputed garden of Shura, full of noisy sounds of iron, martial arts and utter proclamation. I couldn't find it anywhere I looked, such as the water bath, which is a summer festival poem.

"... you were fantasizing about the pool. There's only something so noisy about it. Swordsmen, swordsmen, swordsmen, swordsmen."

"Chi, no, Lord Swimey! That's an early point! Lefir and Master Hatsumi are just making out, there's nothing else!

Fermenia manages to cellular greetings and emphasizes the presence of a pool in the watery that emits bumps and tired voices with a marked drop of her shoulders.

Either way, serious arrangements were still going on in the square. Lefir with the sword in the upper stage and Hatsumi with the long sword in the lower section and the ground structure. Eventually when they moved out without showing each other, the white blades staggered again at the doorstep.

"Ha!"

"Because!"

The sword and the sword meet, and a loud metal noise rings. Hatsumi, who wants to decide without one or a knife, and Lefir, who wants to put a sword on a knife and create a gap. The battle rose in armament to Lefir, and Hatsumi's sword was strayed from unexpected orbit.

But also Hatsumi. To Dada | Not the daughter of Sword of Sword # 4 (Shisei Hattori). From a misguided orbit, instantly regain the right position with a beautiful movement -

"Well, how about this?

"The sword..."

Another sword strike. Until earlier, however, the sound of the meeting was echoed, but Lefir's sword begins to empty. The knife was visible and should be there, but trying to match the great sword didn't hit it as if.

"This is your sword move."

"Sort of."

What Hatsumi gave back was an invincible grin on Refill, who seeps distress into his face.

Yes, it looks like they're going to get fat and the swords don't bump into each other because of the technique of the Grygalotoroni Phantom Sword. As the Phantom Sword's name suggests, it becomes a phantom machete. If we rely on our sight, we are removed, and if we concentrate only on the killing spirit that comes towards us, we are easily caught in the falsehood.

If you're as good a swordsman as Refill, you're likely to be able to handle it without a problem.

(That Refi hasn't caught up with the sword attack?

To Shuiming, it was surprising that Refill was taken by his hand so that it would be good for Hatsumi. Since Hatsumi's strength is also high, I wouldn't say it's unlikely, but if he's as strong as Lefir, he should be more like him.

- No, because Hatsumi hasn't been put in a solid hand even when he's empty-handed, maybe that's a hell of a thing.

But it still didn't seem like she was, and Hatsumi suddenly offered the end of the match.

"... Mr. Refile. Let's call it a day."

"... oh"

Despite being told the end in a situation of disadvantage, Refill accepted with great care. Normally it's a downeating occasion, but I still didn't say anything because I have something to think of even as her? Put your sword back on your back and close your eyes.

Then Hatsumi gave me a sorry look.

"I'm sorry. I don't think you like it."

"Really? I think Miss Hatsumi's martial arts were overflowing..."

"Excuse me, but, uh, Mr. Refill is better off."

........

In response to Hatsumi's cloudy allegations, Refile lays her eyes down as if she had been somewhere depressed. Do you have any idea? To her like that, Hatsumi begins to speak reluctantly choosing words.

"I can't say for sure either, Mr. Refile, but I think we're in a hurry."

"In a hurry..."

"Do you mean you're just ahead of your feelings? That was the impression. Of course, the sword strike was impeccable with force and power on it. But in the fight earlier, Mr. Refill didn't look at me."

"That's... I'm sorry. Clouding my sword with a twist in the corner, that's all I'm immoral."

The sword clouds. A sword is a mirror that reflects the heart of a swordsman. If you are lost, the tip of the sword is indeterminate, and if you are worried, you will not come forward. If you are in a hurry, consciousness precedes the sword, making it a sword without fruit.

After all, is the fold in the battle between the Empire and the Demon Nation, that she suffered a terrible defeat, the cause of her depression?

"Are you all right? I knew this was before."

"... I know. I know, but I really do."

"Refi......"

"I couldn't beat him. I thought it had gotten stronger since then, but if I opened the lid, it would be different..."

Leaking remorse like that, Refill quickly noticed something, or looked up like he was in a hurry and shook his head.

"- No, I'm sorry! You can't look like this!

Refill tries to shake off the dark mood and shows a glistening face. But it's still nothing short of airy. Resolving a hidden depressing pan is probably not a lifetime thing. After all, the remorse of defeat can only be solved by loading drills and defeating them.

Then Fermenia pounds her hand to get attention.

"That's right. Let's distract Refile, too. It's a better idea to dissipate it, right?

"Lord Fermenia, but..."

"I can't help but care. Besides, aren't there people around us we can rely on? I can handle it unexpectedly. Look, I've managed this one, too."

That would be a word because I have regretted my lack of power for a long time. But she was also inspired to become strong, from a wizard to a magician, and she made a leap, one step and the other.

A name comes to mind. You can be strong if you try to be strong. Lephile gave her a look of loneliness somewhere as she mouthed to blow the depressed air that way,

"Right. Only one of us has grown stronger so rapidly that Lord Fermenia has run away somewhere."

"Uh, no, the..."

If you say it that way, is Fermenia confused, too? To her right and left werewolf wondering if she'd been hurt by being on track, Lephile laughed strangely as she turned around.

"It's a joke. Lord Fermenia is as gentle as ever."

"Wow, I didn't know you were going to take charge of me... Refile"

To her stepping on the group thickness, Refile laughs out again, haha. But among other things, were you worried that your eyes seemed to shake somewhere?

As Lefir relented to Fermenia, who was more angry than he thought because he was in charge, Selfi, who was watching the match, snapped his mouth with a serious look.

"The White Flame Lord is still getting stronger, isn't he?

"Huh? Yeah, sort of. Than before......"

Fermenia mouths it like she lacks a little confidence, but Serfi doesn't seem to think so. It must have felt its strength as a wizard from a cohesive atmosphere.

Still in a serious tone,

"No. To me, the White Flame Lord now looks big once and twice. Got something...... no, didn't we get to a new frontier?

"A slight change in the functioning of the body has increased the output. Does that give you strength after.."

Refile asks Fermenia, who makes it difficult to describe.

"Hmm. Lord Fermenia. If there's just more you can do, doesn't that just mean you've become clever?

"No, wizards and magicians do the same with magic, but the emphasis will be on output to make it a big result. Originally I had a lot of magic, but I was worried about the magnitude of the output to make it a result, and by taking the means to solve it, I improved it in other ways."

"Hmm...... Lily. How does Lily see it?

Refill turned to the side and called Liliana, who was playing with the cat on a chair attached to the square. She lowers the cat she was stroking on her lap and walks a little.

I guess you were listening. I didn't even ask what it was about, but immediately,

"Yes, after all, being able to produce great results means that the wizard... is important to the magician"

"Something so easy to change?

"So is Fermenia clever, but the speed of remembering things is fast. Speaking of here, is it responsiveness or adaptability? In my case, I could only use one dark magic, so thanks for thinking about it based on it, and the technique tends to be similar to before, but in Fermenia's case, I think I can spread my hands on a lot of things if I want to."

I guess. Previously it was limited to output and magic power, but now that it's taken away, it can manipulate the power of the various elements without difficulty. To prove it...

"Eight more attributes are perfect, right?

"Yes, you can use whatever you want because I've found another way to call on the element."

"So Lord White Flame can use all his attributes!

"Yeah, well, you will."

"So you're saying you already have comparable strength to the savior brave..."

"No, that's it..."

And, seeing a surprise close to praise, Fermenia humbles herself. Before she did that, Mizumi told Selfi,

"Ah, don't flatter me."

"Beh, nothing. I'm not on track!

"No, that face, then. That's not convincing."

Fermenia's face was smiling, even as she said she wasn't getting well. Looks so happy to be praised. Such a place doesn't seem very different from when I was in Camelia.

Fermenia, who could not have been seen with such a face, took to re-focus the topic like a blindfold.

"Oh, it's more puffy than that! Pulu!"

It was Hatsumi who reacted to her words like that,

"Speaking of which, we were all talking about getting in when it was over."

"Did we all know that?

"I don't think you know anyone who was hikikomori."

"Ugh..."

Shuiming mumbles to the first beauty that shows a flush and grin with inclusiveness. Was it good or bad to have my memory back so I could have an unmindful exchange? Of course it was good, but I can't deny I regret it.

Whatever.

"Okay, I'll show you a puff! Gentlemen! Look over there."

Follow Fermenia's instructions and together look in the direction she pointed. At the corner of the square in front of the front door was a large cloth on the behold.

"Is that it?

"Yes! It's puffy! Okay, I'll get the cloth!

In keeping with Fermenian temper, I can hear Liliana's careless "ooh" voice. Eventually, when Fermenia activated the magic, a little wind rolled up, and when the cloth twirled, it was beautifully wound and removed.

What appeared there was a stone tank large enough to occupy the corner of the square, provided to be buried on the ground.

"You really have a pool... and what's this big deal?

"Hehe hehe... I heard that the bigger the better"

And it's deep there. Probably won't get a face off the water with as much back as Liliana.

"But how do you do this?

"Using magic made it easier, didn't it? While borrowing the ingredients from the walls around it, use magic to smelt them..."

"... that's a bad guy, isn't it?

"I hope you don't find out. It's okay. I haven't had enough buildings to break down, so it's the one Lord Swimey says in the world language, hey, hey. And it belongs to the Empire anyway."

Is that okay? Well, if it doesn't bother you, do you mind?

But there are other problems.

"Don't you have to have a swimsuit even if you have a pool?

No way. Mizumi gets a little thrilled to imagine such a shame, but naturally it doesn't seem to happen.

"No problem. We all bought it while Mizumi was hikiko."

"Ha!? You're selling this world swimsuit!?

"Yeah. It seems like it's just some kind of empire. Look, because this country has a bath culture and stuff, don't we all like bathing in the water and stuff? Here."

What I was shown was a swimsuit for a woman. The material is not very good compared to the other world, and I am not sure if it is functional, but the role of the swimsuit is likely to be fulfilled.

But...

"You don't have mine, do you?

Yes, I haven't bought myself one, so they thought I didn't have a swimsuit... but they follow me there properly, and Liliana opens the paper bag in her hand to show me.

"I don't know what to do with it, so I bought a couple of different kinds."

"Oh, thank you so much for being so polite... you're already ready!

"Of course, sir."

That's what I said, eh, chesty Liliana. The lack of softness that I buy a lot of things is just fine.

"Now we can all get in."

"Then get dressed and get in."

After Fermenia, Hatsumi lifts the paper bag. Unexpectedly, the footprint was light and it could be seen to be a nori.

In the meantime, Serfi on the pretend,

"It's a corner, but I won't let you"

"Huh? Selfie's not going in? Why?"

"Yes, if I had the cats, I wouldn't be needing anything."

Apparently, the half-elf sister had already been boned by a cat. I guess it's a waste of more time touching cats than swimming pools. Who's been hit by a cat. Nice to meet you, I'm fuzzy.

In the first place, she was surrounded by cats. They use their magic to keep them cool, so cats are gathering to escape the heat. It is a win-win relationship.

Basically, it's easier to spend time here because Mizumi has her hands on it.

Liliana is nodding yeah to the word that we just have to have Selfie's cat. Cat lovers know each other, maybe.

"Now get ready!

The Eight-Key Mansion of the Empire became a dressing room after an already endlessly norinous Fermenian ordinance full of energy.