Countess Cianella’s Male Slave

147. Understanding the level (7)

And, like a sponge, Sione quickly accepts her words.

After some time passed, their own story was finally being organized lightly.

Knock!

‘Why is that elf doing that all of a sudden… ?’

Elisa straightened her back for a while.

Could it be her convulsions as she closed her own eyes? Shake those long pointed ears.

“Hmmm.”

Then she cleared her voice and opened her eyes.

As her brown hair rustles, she stops pricking her ears and stares at me.

“I think this is the end of the story about archery.”

She turned her head again to face Friel.

Her slowly falling steps begin to close the distance between her and the ear-eared man who is about to be hired.

“Spiritual magic. I look forward to it.”

If a person is going to speak, shouldn’t he at least point his body right?

What’s more, the corners of her mouth were slightly twisted up from her side profile.

She just heard my aspirations and stared blankly at me, then only nodded her head. There was no conversation after that. Her twisted smile could be interpreted as a wish that wasn’t properly answered, or a small mockery of the person she recited.

I stared at the back of Elisa’s head as she let out only a small amount of my own words, and finally shook her head gently to let her hurt feelings go away.

‘It’s an unavoidable reaction.’

Elves are a race that gradually begin to communicate with the spirits from the time their ego begins to be established after taking their toes.

Elf is a race that spends dozens or hundreds of years with the spirits after that. An outward-looking human who has not lived for less than 30 years will show them an interesting spirit technique, so look forward to it. .

She’s more silent and calm than Friel, and even if her words are somewhat communicative, it’s right not to forget that she’s an elf after all.

An elf who is full of ideology of the chosen people.

According to Friel, they are single elves who have already passed the marriage mark in their own world. No, since I’m an old monster even older than Friel, my aspirations might have sounded absurd to Elisa.

‘What… It’s not that I don’t understand.’

Elisha’s reaction was within the scope of sufficient guessing, understanding, and reasoning.

No matter how much I’m an authority on the behavioral psychology of damn dwarves, I don’t know much about their proper matrimonial age….

As far as I can tell you’re probably at least close to triple digits, or you’re older than that. It’s like that twisted smile I saw in her. Close your eyes out of consideration for the elders—

“How was Sione-sama?”

Before I knew it, I met Shione, who crossed paths with Elisha and approached me.

She nodded, taking off the leather protectors for her index, middle, and ring fingers, which mostly touch her fingers.

“… Pretty good. It’s simple, but it allowed me to rediscover things I was missing.”

Satisfied, Shione narrowed her eyes for an instant.

“By the way—”

Cook. Cook.

She started poking my forearm with her index finger.

“If I told you to look at your posture and ask for help, you were always watching.”

“…… ?”

“At this level, it would have been enough for Ray you to tell me. Why didn’t you tell me before?”

“That.”

“Hmm. Ray, be honest. It was annoying, so I just looked at it roughly and praised it roughly, right?”

“… ….”

No, these days I clashed with Siabelle.

Coming to the shooting range in a state of exhaustion from iron and iron sparks.

People can take it easy for a while.

If we are good Sione, I’m sure we’ll be generous with this—

“… ….”

“… ….”

Sione, why are you crossing your arms unbeknownst to me?

Write it, release it. I mean full

By the time Shione narrowed her eyes and stared at me quietly.

Fortunately, the fairies approached at just the right time.

“Young lady, you are very quick to accept advice. Is it really only one year of learning?”

Shione, who had been trying to puff up her cheeks at Friel’s words, glanced at me and finally relaxed her expression.

“… It is overrated.”

“It’s too much praise. According to rumors… The lady said that she bravely walked on top of the castle wall with a single bow.”

With Friel’s very small, habitual gesture, his chin rises slightly.

In the first place, Friel was taller than Sione. A situation was created that made her feel as if she was looking down at her, albeit slightly.

“Your young lady definitely seems to have a greater talent for archery than other humans. I never imagined that the young lady would show such a seasoned side.”

After saying that, Friel then smiled and moved her gaze from Sione to me.

“If you do, I’ll have finished everything about the young lady’s archery. Shall we move on to talking about spiritism now?”

It’s finally time for the ghost and my elemental magic to collide.

* *

After a series of events at the shooting range, we were about to come out to an empty lot away from the gymnasium.

Elemental magic. A miracle that brings the power of the spirits through mana and manifests them in the world. Because it was necessary to secure enough space for the smooth manifestation of that miraculous magic.

The gymnasium is spacious and nice, but…….

In the arena of physical activity where others are grinding cold weapons or building up stamina while making dust. It’s quite obvious that only the two dwarves and I deal with magic.

Magic is pretty rough and has a fancy edge. It’s something that they might be sold on this side.

“This would be a good place.”

Friel, who was the first to find a suitable place, nodded her head.

After that, Friel and I stood facing each other in the middle of the clearing.

Behind me is Sione, and behind Friel is Elisa, her dependable dwarf. The story progressed quickly as I stood there roughly.

“Ray, you will need some time to prepare.”

“Yes, I haven’t dealt with mana today. I need some time to awaken my mana.”

“If you do, I will warm up for a while with Elisa. When you’re done, talk to me first. Got it?”

“I will.”

After we briefly finished our conversation, Sione and I moved away from Friel and Elisa.

Shione looks at me with innocent eyes and tilts her head.

“Can I help you with anything?”

I shook my head.

“It’s okay. It’s just to awaken mana anyway.”

To deal with magic more effectively, rather than casting magic right away with mana still in the heart. It is better to cast mana after cycling through the body a few times.

“But… If someone entrusts it to me, I don’t abandon my duties like the person in front of me. Is it really okay if I don’t help?”

“…… It’s really fine.”

I ignored Sione’s courtship and once again refused her escort.

That’s because it’s a job that draws the mana from the heart to all parts of the body and raises the senses and skills for handling mana.

It’s not like Shione will take care of pumping my heart instead of shaking with her tiny hands.

I slowly entered meditation.

‘First, slowly.’

There was no sparring with Siabelle today. The mana pooled in her heart because she had never managed it properly.

I secretly began to stimulate mana in sync with the sound of my heart beating resounding alone in the silence.

Hwaa─

Ripples of mana begin to rise from my heart. A wave that once began to spread.

Waves and waves gather and gather to form a small blue wave, which slowly begins to sweep through the bloodstream.

That was the start.

According to my will. Mana started to run, slowly and surely starting to speed up my blood flow.

Then, naturally, my crouching abilities come into full bloom.

Sharpened senses and unparalleled vitality.

This is enough to express that he is endowed with a sense of omnipotence.

After I woke up, I approached Friel and spoke to him again.

“You waited a long time. All preparations are complete.”

“Certainly… ….”

The dead expression Friel sniffs his nose.

“… The scent of the spirits has become thicker.”

Then her smile gets thicker, as seen in her former royal castle.

“Good. At the same time, Elisha and I were just finishing our preparations. If you do, let’s get started right away.”

“I will follow.”

“If so, Ray, shall we start with the basics?”

Friel raised her right hand.

“First of all, the wind. I am trying to make a sphere of wind like this.”

The wind gathers from all directions on her index finger as she pierces the sky.

Maybe it’s because they’re a family blessed by the spirits. It seems that Friel was an elf who could use at least dual attributes like me.

She spread a curtain of weak flames over the wind path she created to visualize the flow of the wind.

The wind gathered in one place and was compressed into a sphere the size of a globe. Within that standard, the wind paths were packed full without colliding with each other, and they were enjoying limited freedom without being able to escape.

“This is a way to check if the spirit energy is lost and if the wind control is working properly. It’s harder than it looks, so you’ll have to put a lot of effort into it.”

I gently raised the corner of her mouth at her words.

“If you do, I will begin.”

“Please do your best.”

I couldn’t help but laugh.

You’re going to have to work hard on something like making a ball out of wind.

Even when choosing an event, Friel chose the wrong one for a long time.

When being isolated in a dungeon is not enough and you can’t do anything in a hunting situation. My toy to solve boredom was none other than spiritism. I’m sorry to make balls like this, but I’m tired of it.

After glancing at Elisa behind Friel, I started to channel mana.

‘Because I said I’d show you something fun to look forward to.’

Besides, as if they knew everything, they were awestruck. No, the elves were making faces that seemed arrogant.

I acted boldly, thinking that watching them bewildered as their expectations were shattered could also be a form of entertainment.

Well, even if this will get you more attention from that tenacious green-eyed dwarf. They say that Sione and I are the only ones who can become the saviors of the Great Forest.

Wouldn’t you do something to show your greed to such an important person if you had a brain?

‘It starts with interference.’

I started to interfere with the sphere of wind created by Friel Arielt.

All you need is a gust of wind swimming in the outer shell of that sphere. That was enough.

Myungkyung index. Calm your mind as if you were shooting a bow.

That moment when he interfered with Friel’s control power and acquired control over a single ray of wind. I weave a new wind path with that wind.

‘The road is stronger, and the wind is more swift.’

A new path is woven in an instant. Along the way, Friel’s wind permeates and begins to flow.

“… Ah?”

Friel let out a small voice when he saw his spirit magic.

Her blue-green pupils flowed like the result of her own wind encased in her red veil.

Just as the existing river drains into a new channel. Her wind, which circulated endlessly inside of Friel, flows into the path I created.

I can’t just look at Friel’s wish like this and leave it alone.

I molded and filled my own sphere as it was.

‘This is quite a passing grade.’

The wind that blooms like a rose is compressed and compressed before I know it, and begins to circulate in a new sphere.

That moment.

‘If it’s done properly, I’ll have to wrap it up now.’

It cut off the wind path that was connected to Friel’s sphere and blocked it.

The wind she gathered, the flame she bloomed came under my control before I knew it.

“You… How did you do that? There wouldn’t have been a single person like you as a spiritual master.”

Only Sione knows my identity.

It is rare to find a spiritist in the mundane world other than the Great Forest, and it is not usually possible to find such a precious teacher who can teach me such a valuable application.

In the eyes of others, they would think that I learned spiritism by self-taught. It’s pretty precise to say that I learned the skills I’m showing now without a teacher.

I spoke softly to her, who was embarrassed by her appearance.

“Is this a passing grade?”

“For you… I think we should give it extra points.”

“Sorry, if you don’t dare to be rude, I would like to give you my own advice… Why don’t you take the sphere away from Friel-sama too?”

“Me, you mean?”

“Yes, Mr. Friel.”

I can see her pupils erasing the surrounding background and capturing only me.

“After.”

At first, it was cynicism.

“Whoops.”

The next smile was fun.

“Ha, that’s interesting. Humans giving advice to elves, that’s really funny…….”

Then, with his head bowed down, he spoke to himself that only he could understand. In addition, a mixture of emotions that would turn a smile into a madman was revealed at a glance, and then fell into a deep sleep.

“I’ll try, Ray. Advice. Did you ask?”

“Yes, I will do my best.”

I answered her with a smile.

I could feel her interference in my sphere.

“The road to interfering is too great. Only like this.”

“Ah.”

“Couldn’t we cut them all off before a single wind blows away?”

Her wind was broken.

A very small amount of wind leaked out. The flame that the wind embraced died powerlessly.

“The wind path has been extremely narrowed, and the speed that leads the wind has become very fast.”

With just one word, I wonder if an elf is an elf after all.

It starts stealing my wind very skillfully.

Perhaps now she will catch on more quickly.

“However, Mr. Friel only made and guided the wind path, but the wind itself is still within my control.”

Pop!

The fireworks that stretched along the wind path exploded in small pieces.

The action of the explosion disturbed the wind, and the magic she had worked so hard for disappeared beautifully.

I said, showing her a light smile.

“Now, try again.”

60 Years. It doesn’t matter how quickly Nogoe gets the hang of ball games.

Is there only one game to play? The moment my defeat comes in this game, it’s enough to move on to another game.

Friel seizes my control in an instant and begins to dominate the wind.

Rather, I blew more and more wind into her. The moment the wind that still remains in my control blends with her orb.

“Oops….”

I burst without hesitation in line with Friel’s voice.

Pop!

As the flames spread throughout her orb exploded, her orb shattered again.

I laughed as I increased the volume of my reduced sphere.

“Do you want to do it one more time?”