The room allocation at night is very simple. Except for Heller, each person has a private room.

Heller, this madman, didn't know what he wanted to do. He said he wanted to go out for some fresh air and come back tomorrow morning. Then he walked into the night and disappeared slowly.

She is a mythical species, and it is not anyone else's turn to worry about her. Even Fisher has to take the initiative to mourn for others. After all, judging from the character of this happy angel, she said that going out to breathe is not just as simple as breathing.

After Asuka Karasawa and Fisher said good night to each other, they returned to their rooms alone. The bedding on the wooden bed was complete and it was quite comfortable to lie down.

She just lay on the bed blankly, staring at the candlelight in the room and feeling alone.

She is indeed a little confused now. This feeling of being out of touch makes her quite uncomfortable, as if she dropped out of high school and entered the workplace overnight, taking on projects that others would take decades to take charge of.

In other words, the pressure at this moment is even heavier than that.

As she thought about it, she turned over sadly and covered her head with the quilt next to her. She beat the quilt with her hand and muttered,

"Everything about high school students saving the world is all a lie..."

She shrank her whole body under the quilt, right here and now, in the silence of the night, as if only here she could truly calm down and reveal her true emotions.

Human beings seem so insignificant in this world. Other terrifying creatures have abilities beyond their imagination. Everything that happened before cannot even be explained and restored with technology, let alone that I am still the most common among the human group.

I can't even complete my schoolwork well, and I don't have any outstanding talents or abilities, let alone how to behave...

Mr. Mikhail knew a lot and brought a lot of powerful technologies from the future. He had nothing, and the girl's high school uniform he brought was corroded by the strange angel toy.

So why is it that I traveled through time instead of someone else?

Asuka Karasawa felt more and more confused. Maybe she had asked herself this question more than once, or maybe it was just fate that the time-travel quota randomly fell on her, the unlucky guy.

Of course, Asuka Karasawa did not refuse, and she also worked hard to make her life in the other world smooth.

Thinking at the best, at least she is lucky. The partners she has met so far are friendly and reliable. Otherwise, if she were reincarnated in the Tree Continent or the slave area of ​​the Sanctuary, her life would be very miserable.

But at nights like this, she still has some fantasies.

For example, like the heroines in anime or novels, I have special abilities. Just like in "Sailor Moon", I can transform into a magical girl or something. Or, I may have the talent to drive Unit 2.

?

Asuka Karasawa was fantasizing and thinking about it, and she suddenly leaned out from the quilt. It seemed that Asuka Karasawa, who was thinking just now, suddenly had an inspiration and noticed a certain noun she had heard in this world.

.

like...

Did Mr. Fisher ask Mr. Gelsemium if magic existed?

Mr. Fisher is not the transferred person, but he seems to be somewhat different from Mr. Gelsemium, the local whale man. Where did he come from, and why is he so strong?

Is it because of the "magic" he mentioned?

Then can I learn magic from Mr. Fisher?

At least I won't do this, it won't be useless.

But suddenly, she thought of the alienation she once felt. She hesitated, fearing that she would be embarrassed if she asked and was rejected...

"Uh-huh, I'm so confused, so confused!"

Asuka Karasawa felt that this was a bit pretentious. She buried her head in the pillow again and made up her mind to go to Mr. Fisher to ask about this matter tomorrow morning. It didn't matter if she was rejected.

Big deal... Big deal, it'll be embarrassing...

She was lying on her stomach, and suddenly she felt something hard hit her on her chest. The pain made her take a breath and stand up. She stretched out her hand, only to find that Heller had handed it to her this morning.

The carving knife was still in her pocket, but the sharp edge frightened her and she turned pale and threw it away.

"I...I was almost stabbed by this thing just now?"

She herself was so angry at her own ignorance and stupidity that Asuka Karasawa quickly patted her face to wake up, turned off the lights and turned over to prepare for sleep.

Tomorrow, tomorrow will definitely get better.

She thought so.

As darkness enveloped the entire room, the dim moonlight outside seeped in little by little from the gaps in the wooden house, creating a series of clear moonlight on the ground.

At the end of the clear light, the top of the carving knife lying on the floor was illuminated by the moonlight, emblazoned with a dazzling metallic luster.

Asuka Karasawa's closed eyes were dazzled by the light, so she stretched out her hand to hold the carving knife with some disgust, preparing to put it somewhere where the moonlight could not find...

"Winter! Winter! Winter!"

Suddenly, Asuka Karasawa didn't realize that the hollow and distant sound of wooden fish sounded again in her ears... Or maybe the sound of wooden fish was always in her ears, but she never noticed it?

Just at the moment when the carving knife was in hand, Asuka Karasawa's mind suddenly recalled the previous scene of Fisher sitting in front of the big tree carving magic.

Of course, Asuka Karasawa doesn't know what Fisher is doing now, but in her impression, she saw Fisher's magic circuit lighting up, and also saw the rather strange light shining on the leaves.

Magic lines.

In the night, the lines that she had only glanced at seemed to be imprinted on her brain for some reason. Just recalling them at will, the memory became hot, making the weird lines and Fisher's method of carving the lines hot.

Vivid sights keep coming to mind.

"Could that be... magic?"

This idea popped into her mind, but she couldn't be absolutely sure what Fisher was doing.

Maybe I should ask Mr. Fisher tomorrow morning what he was doing at that time, or I can verify now what Mr. Fisher was doing?

Asuka Karasawa held the carving knife and swallowed. She turned around and looked at the wooden wall next to the bed. Just like in a cell in the sanctuary, she recalled Fisher's actions while standing up the wooden wall in her hand.

burin.

She doesn't even know that engraving magic requires magic materials to stabilize it. She doesn't even know the specific meaning of those lines. She doesn't even know what the lighting up of the magic circuit means...

But when she gently placed the carving knife on the wall, and as she slid the carving knife ups and downs, her magic circuit first lit up, and then she seemed to feel the depth of the whole world.

"Winter! Winter! Winter!"

The extremely tiny [Wind] ring that Fisher had carved on the leaves before, which was used to practice magic, was quickly and perfectly reproduced by her.

...

...

Fisher in the other room did not have as many worries as Asuka Karasawa. Even if he did, he was only thinking about the ladies with whom he had a close relationship.

He is now fully focused on how to get rid of death, and will also consider a little bit about the prospects after getting rid of death.

Now that the four major prophecies of destruction have been properly resolved by himself, he really should think about what will happen next, such as what will happen when those ladies discover each other's existence.

Of course, the greedy Fisher cannot give up any lady. Perhaps sometimes it is a good thing to proactively admit his evil and greed, so that he can boldly declare that he does not want to give up any of them. Half-hearted and half-hearted is not his favorite style.

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All in all, Fisher believes that the current conflicts can be easily resolved.

Renee will basically not get involved. Rafael is developing in the Southern Continent and establishing the New Dragon Palace is enough for her to be busy. Eliog is lazy by nature, and maybe even if he knows about his relationship with other women, he will not

Mind you; Jasmine has been staying at the bottom of the sea, and it is impossible to know other women; Alagina has already had some vaccinations, and there will be no outbreak for the time being.

Before Valentina wakes up, he needs to pay attention to the slimes whose intelligence networks are spread all over the world, as well as Yin Lisabai, his first love with extremely complicated senses, love and hate, and how he should treat her.

In short, the advantage is mine.

Thinking of this, Fisher was suddenly startled. It was only then that he realized belatedly, when did he become such a scumbag, and was able to shamelessly put the love debt he left on the table?

, and analyzed the contradictions in an orderly manner?

He covered his face in shame, but he couldn't tell whether he was reflecting on it or not.

If possible, he would like to reflect on his reproductive ability. If this continues, the life power of the god Lamastia may change hands and be given to him.

"Buzz..."

Just when everything was silent and Fei Scumbag Scheer was reflecting in his heart, his soul suddenly felt the fluctuations of magic.

He was stunned for a moment, then touched the engraved practice work in his arms. He was already a veteran, and would never emit such fluctuations unless the magic was activated.

Is someone else carving or using magic?

But doesn’t Gelsemium say that humans still don’t know magic?

The Mother Goddess should not have come to the human world yet...

Fisher stood up from the bed vigilantly, carried his fluid sword to the door, and looked out at the fluctuations of the world in the air, but soon he realized that

The familiar magic fluctuations did not come from the outside, but from the room next to him, the room where Asuka Karasawa rested.

No way?

Fisher raised his eyebrows and silently pushed her unlocked door open. Following the deep and dim moonlight, he clearly saw Asuka Karasawa, wearing a white robe, lying quietly on her side on the bed.

Just like she cried silently in the sanctuary that night, she lay on her side on the bed, facing the wall with her back to herself, holding a carving knife in one hand, all the magic circuits in her body lit up, she opened her mouth slightly, and traced with concentration

The image I had seen in my mind, that magic emblem.

But engraving magic is not something that can be done just by tracing the pattern. The barriers are complicated and involve the perception of magic, the output of magic power and the control of the stability of magic...

But she can do this easily.

Asuka Karasawa focused on holding the carving knife and carving out the magic bit by bit. She was so focused that she didn't even know when Fisher had entered her room. She didn't have much magic power in her body and was moving at a faster speed.

It consumes a lot of money, but it is obviously more than enough to carve the magic in front of you.

He silently closed the door behind him, with a flash of unknown meaning in his eyes, but he did not interrupt her carving process rashly, because for beginners, this might cause a magic accident.

He took the extended fluid sword back into his arms, silently came to her bed, and watched her carve magic onto the wall bit by bit.

Her carving speed was very slow, but very accurate, and her knife was like running water, which even made Fisher wonder whether she had received training related to magic carving before...

But she is a transferred person. There seems to be no magic in the other world. This should be the first time she has come into contact with magic from herself.

Even though Fisher was as cautious as he was, he still miscalculated. He never expected that someone could actually reproduce the entire process one-to-one after seeing the incomplete magic engraving process once.

As her name would later indicate, she seemed to be born with an extraordinary talent for magic that was unique among billions. At least Fisher, who had read through the history of human magic, had never seen such a person.

Fisher stood next to her bed, waiting quietly for her to finish carving the magic, while also preventing her from having any accidents.
To be continued...