Chapter 143: 143

Uproar's conclusion

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 After returning to Volzard from the Self-Defense Force's Nerima garrison and having lunch at the boarding house, I moved to the Devil's Forest training ground.

 

 I thought I'd try using the earth-attribute magic I took from Kubo-san.

 

 

"Reinhardt, is earth-attribute magic mainly used for construction?"

 

[ That's right. Earth-attribute magic manipulates soil and minerals, such as construction, mining in mines, searching for veins, and appraising minerals. ]

 

"Isn't it used in battle?"

 

[ Like Lastock, it is mainly used for support such as building positions and forts, creating traps, etc, and I have never heard of using it for direct battle. ]

 

"I see ..."

 

 

 Apparently, there is no recognition that earth-attribute magic is for combat in this world, but in manga and light novels, there are things like solidifying earth and shooting it out as bullets, or turning the battlefield into quagmire to block the opponents movement, the figure of an earth attribute magician who is active on the battlefield is drawn.

 

 Even with dark, light, and fire-attribute magic, I seem to be using it in an unconventional way, so it might be possible to use it with earth-attribute as well.

 

 

"Well, rather than thinking about it, I'll try various things."

 

[ That's right, Kent-sama would probably use it in an interesting way. ]

 

 

 Let's start by digging a hole, which is a classic among classics.

 

 I held my hand over the ground and tried to grasp the situation of the soil while being conscious of the magic power of the earth attribute, but somehow it didn't come to mind.

 

 I didn't know how to say it, but it felt vague and out of focus.

 

 So, when I put my hand directly on the ground and concentrated my attention, I could see the underground situation.

 

 I dug a hole with a diameter and depth of about 50 centimeters by casting magic into the ground about 10 meters away.

 

 

[ Oh, as expected of Kent-sama, you can use earth-attribute magic without chanting. ]

 

"Yeah, I tried digging a hole as a test, but it seems simple and surprisingly deep ..."

 

[ Hohou, is it just a matter of digging a hole? ]

 

"Yeah, to dig a hole, you have to move the soil, but what are you going to do with that soil ... what is it ..."

 

 

 If I tried to dig two or three holes of the same size using different methods, it seemed that the consumption of magic power would differ depending on the method of digging.

 

 The easiest way to dig was to throw the soil around the hole, which was the so-called normal digging method.

 

 The next easiest way to dig was to compress the soil towards the outer circumference of the hole.

 

 With this method, the dug soil would not pile up around the hole, and a hole would suddenly open in the ground.

 

 Moreover, since the area around the hole was compressed, it was in a hardened state.

 

 

 The method that felt like consuming the most magical power was the method of compressing the soil towards the bottom of the hole.

 

 That method also created holes without soil coming out around it, but it was more difficult than compressing towards the outer circumference, probably because it was to further compress things that were already compressed by gravity.

 

 However, even with the method of compressing in the horizontal direction, if the diameter of the hole increased, it seemed to consume magical power in the same way as compressing in the vertical direction.

 

 

 Next, I tried to turn the ground into a quagmire, which was also a classic among classics, but it didn't work.

 

 It seemed that it was possible to crush the stones in the ground and create soil with uniform particles, but it wasn't possible to manipulate the water necessary to turn it into a quagmire.

 

 It seemed that in order to turn the ground into a quagmire, I must also acquire water-attribute magic.

 

 It was possible to move the soil and harden it, so I hardened the ground with thorns like caltrops, and I was able to build and harden an earth wall.

 

 

[ As expected of Kent-sama. The earth attribute is also freely used. ]

 

"Hmm ... I can handle it, but I don't really understand it ... Reinhardt, this wall, it's okay to break it to see how strong it is, so check it out."

 

[ Understood. Then ... Fuun! ]

 

 

 When Reinhardt swung his fist, the earth wall shattered with a sound like crushing stones.

 

 

[ This is quite strong. That's right, it's strong enough to be like the ones made by high-ranking magicians. ]

 

"Is that so ... Well, I guess it's not very user-friendly ..."

 

[ No, Kent-sama, it's not the highest level in terms of strength, but no one can build a wall freely without chanting. ]

 

"Maybe so, but if I use it in battle, the shield of darkness seems to be stronger, and I can freely put it out or erase it as I wish ..."

 

[ I see ... Kent-sama's shield of darkness is strong enough to easily stop Nero's charge from before he became a genus. ]

 

"Well, if I were to leave it as a structure, it would probably be this one, but from a usability point of view, the shield of darkness would be easier ..."

 

 

 Finally, I tried hardening the soil to see if I could shoot it as a bullet, and it was somewhat successful.

 

 To some extent, it's because there are conditions, or rather constraints.

 

 First of all, in order to make a bullet out of soil and launch it, it was impossible to do so without directly touching the soil.

 

 Next, it took a certain amount of time to make the bullets.

 

 Well, this seemed to be able to save time, but I would need a certain amount of practice.

 

 Also, there seemed to be a limit to the size of the bullet and the speed at which it could be fired.

 

 The larger the bullet, the slower it shot, and at present, even a pistol-sized bullet could only produce enough power to be like throwing it by hand.

 

 

"Hmm ... I guess it depends on practice, but in terms of attack power, light attribute attack magic and fire attribute attack magic are better."

 

[ It seems so. From my point of view, just being able to use earth-attribute magic as an attack is a big deal, but for Kent-sama, it's probably not a satisfactory level. ]

 

"Yeah, and you have to put your hands on the ground to use magic, so it's like declaring that you're going to use earth attribute magic."

 

[ That's true. If you attack or defend while revealing your hand to the opponent, the effect will be halved. ]

 

 

 However, the reason why it's not easy to use is that earth attribute magic isn't suitable for combat, so it seemed that there were various ways to use it as far as the original work was considered.

 

 After all, the shape that came to mind could be reproduced as a three-dimensional object using clay, so I wanted to try making various things.

 

 

[ If it's Kent-sama, wouldn't you be able to make an elaborate golem? ]

 

"Golem?"

 

[ To put it simply, it's a clay doll. ]

 

 

 Even Reinhardt didn't know how to make golems in detail, but he taught me the general mechanism.

 

 

[ It is said that if you put the magic stone into the doll as a core and shape it into a clay doll, the magician who created it can move it as they please ... ]

 

"Hee, that sounds interesting. I have tons of magic stones, so I think I'll give it a try ..."

 

[ That's fine, Kent-sama, but it's about to get dark. ]

 

"Ah, it's already this time ... Then, let's go back."

 

 

 Even if I didn't know what to do, it was fun to use new magic, and I couldn't help but lose track of time.

 

 I had to go back to the city of Volzard, show up to the teachers after class, and tell them that the Japanese government was planning to develop resources in this world.

 

 When I moved to the garrison's temporary dormitory and watched from the shadows, I saw Takayama.

 

 Usually Takayama didn't attend classes, but I think he attended because there was a meeting today.

 

 

"Takayama, did you show up to class today?"

 

"Kokubu ... I went to class because I wanted to talk to you, but where have you been?"

 

"I went to a country further west of Resenburg, and then went back to Japan once."

 

"Further west of Resenburg ... What were you doing there?"

 

"There's a country called Barshania, and they were trying to start a war with Resenburg, so I went to stop them."

 

"Huh? Stop the war between countries? Are you serious ..."

 

"So, about Takayama's business ... Well, I can guess without asking ..."

 

"Oh, I rented a house after being introduced to it by the guild, what is it?"

 

 

 Takayama had a relaxed expression, so I just kept signaling him with my eyes hoping he would understand.

 

 

"Nah ... It's good, but are you ready to live properly?"

 

"Th, that, look, together with Celia ..."

 

"If that's how it is, I don't think it'll be settled at all ... But it's okay."

 

"Really? Then ..."

 

"Still, wait here for a bit ... No, I'll go first."

 

"Are you going to pick up Celia already?"

 

"No. Before that, don't you have to do something else?"

 

"Ah ... That's right ..."

 

 

 It seemed that Takayama finally understood after I waited for him.

 

 

"It's sudden, but let's go to Marcel-san's shop."

 

"Is it okay? Suddenly rushing in ..."

 

"Yeah, but well, there's no point in waiting forever."

 

"Yes, I understand."

 

 

 I decided to visit Marcel-san's shop with Takayama to apologize for the incident before I showed up at the teacher's place.

 

 

"That construction is pretty amazing ..."

 

"What, Takayama, did you go see Marcel-san's shop?"

 

"Ah ... I didn't get too close ... But, I watched it from afar on the way back and forth from the construction of the ramparts, and it just kept getting better and better."

 

"That's right. When I went there for the first time in a while, I was surprised that the outside was completely finished."

 

"Hey, can I be forgiven ..."

 

"Well ... That's not for me to decide, so I don't know."

 

"That's true ..."

 

 

 Takayama caused a ruckus where half of Marcel-san's shop burned down, but that was the only time he stood out, and the townspeople never pointed a finger at him.

 

 The street was crowded with people returning from work and shopping, and rather, an adventurer-like person pointed at me and whispered something.

 

 

 At Marcel-san's shop, Herman-san climbed the ladder to attach the signboard, as if all the work had been completed.

 

 The boot-shaped metal signboard was broken when the store burned down and was brought to a blacksmith to be repaired.

 

 

"Herman, attach it firmly so that it doesn't fall off."

 

"I understand, so don't mess around from below. Leave it to me!"

 

"Ah, I don't care if you fall."

 

"Idiot. Hold the ladder properly."

 

 

 Marcel-san's joking face seemed to overflow with uncontrollable joy at the completion of his new store.

 

 I watched from a distance until the installation of the sign was finished, and when Herman-san got off the ladder, I called out to them.

 

 

"Good evening, Marcel-san, Herman-san."

 

"Oh, it's Kent, look, look, my shop is finally complete."

 

"Congratulations. Thank you for your hard work, Herman-san."

 

"Well ... I'm overwhelmed by Marcel's orders."

 

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"What are you talking about. That's your job. Thank you, Kent. It's thanks to you that I've been able to come this far."

 

"No, no, it's because of Marcel-san's hard work. So ..."

 

"Oh, what happened ..."

 

 

 It seemed that Marcel-san noticed Takayama who was waiting behind me when I gave him a look.

 

 

"This one here is from that time ..."

 

"I'm sorry!"

 

 

 Facing Marcel-san, who had an angry expression on his face, Takayama lowered his head as if he were about to hit his knees.

 

 A heavy silence drifted in the air, and some of the passers-by stopped while wondering what was going on.

 

 I thought about saying something to Marcel-san to mediate for Takayama, but I couldn't think of the right words to say.

 

 Herman-san was also staring at Takayama with a stern expression.

 

 

"Here, you'll get in the way of the passers-by, enter the store ..."

 

 

 Leaving behind muttered words, Marcel-san opened the door of the store and went inside.

 

 I bowed my head to Herman-san, who urged me to go in first, and went through the entrance of the store with Takayama.

 

 

"Uwaa ... Amazing ..."

 

 

 The interior of the store had also been completed, and the shelves were lined with a variety of shoes, from sturdy work boots to slender, stylish shoes for women.

 

 

"This was all made by Marcel-san. It's amazing ..."

 

"That's right, the shoes lined up here are all my masterpieces. And there were many shoes lined up in the store that day."

 

"Really, I'm sorry."

 

 

 To Takayama, who once again bowed his head, Marcel-san continued.

 

 

"Do you understand what I just said?"

 

"Yes, I burned an important product ..."

 

"No, that's not right. The shoes lined up here aren't just merchandise. You see, the shoes here are made with all my heart, thinking of the person who will wear them. Each and every pair of shoes is a part of my life, filled with thought and time. And you burned them."

 

 

 Takayama's face turned pale when he heard Marcel-san's words, and sweat was running down his cheeks even though it was midwinter.

 

 

"I heard from Kent that you go to the ramparts construction, right?"

 

"Yes, I'm not very dexterous ..."

 

"How would you feel if the walls you built were destroyed in front of you?'

 

"That ... I would think it's frustrating."

 

"That's right, it was frustrating and irritating ... I felt like I was going insane. Because of that, I also treated Kent poorly. I'm sorry about that time."

 

"No, it can't be helped in that situation."

 

 

 Marcel-san at that time, trampled on my prostrated head, rather, I was full of apologetic feelings.

 

 

"Hey, show me your hands."

 

"Eh, hands, huh ...?"

 

"Yes, show me the palms of your hands."

 

"Y, yes ..."

 

 

 Takayama's hands looked rough and hard, and there were cracks here and there and blood stains on them.

 

 

"What Kent said seems to be true ..."

 

 

 After confirming the feel of his hands, Marcel-san looked straight ahead at Takayama again.

 

 

"Let's be honest, I still don't feel like completely forgiving you. However, I will forgive you on behalf of Kent's honor. Did Klaus-san also pardon you?"

 

"Yes, I had the bracelet removed."

 

"I had a hard time too, but I borrowed the money to rebuild the store through the guild without having to pay it back, so I don't have any financial problems. You know who paid that money, right?"

 

"Yes, that, Kokubu ..."

 

"That's right, Kent had taken over the entire amount, and it should have been compensated with the money you earned from building the ramparts. What do you think would have happened to the money if you were forgiven in the form of an amnesty?"

 

"Eh ... Ah!"

 

"The Lord of Volzard, it's because he's calculating ... Isn't that right, Kent."

 

"Haa ... Well, he's going to become my father-in-law one day, so it can't be helped."

 

"Well then, it can't be helped."

 

 

 Marcel-san loosened his expression a little, but quickly returned to a stern expression.

 

 

"No matter who sees you, live a life that's not embarrassing. I will forgive you this time, but if you do something stupid again, I will kick you out of Volzard, so be prepared. Understood!"

 

"Yes, really, I'm truly sorry!"

 

 

 When Takayama bowed his head once more, Marcel-san's expression finally softened.

 

 

"Even so, you're wearing dirty shoes ... What's with that."

 

"Excuse me, I need some money ..."

 

"Haa? Bastard, what are you saying ..."

 

"Oh ... That's wrong, that's wrong, Marcel-san, it's not like that."

 

"It's different, what's wrong, Kent."

 

"Umm, you see ... There's a bit of special circumstances ..."

 

 

 I told Marcel-san about Takayama's circumstances after being summoned, the welcome to Volzard, and about Celia's circumstances whom he was planning to start a new life with.

 

 

"Does that mean that young lady belongs to the royal family?"

 

"Well, in terms of blood lineage, that's true, but she seems to want to cut ties with the royal family."

 

"Well, if she's treated like that, it will be like that ... Are you okay? Will you let her eat properly?"

 

"That ... I'll do my best with all I have!"

 

"Hey, I can't rely on you for some reason ... Hey, don't be so unsteady, I'll support your feet. Sit on the chair over there and take off those dirty shoes!"

 

"Eh, but, the money ..."

 

"Don't rattle your mouth, hurry up!"

 

"Y, yes!"

 

 

 Marcel-san measured Takayama's feet, threw the dirty shoes into the trash can, and brought in two pairs of work boots.

 

 

"Try them on."

 

"Yes ..."

 

"How is it?"

 

"It seems a little loose ..."

 

"Okay, change to these shoes over here ... How is it?"

 

"Yes, this is better ..."

 

"Don't be shy. Be honest, honest."

 

"Yes, it seems to hit the side a little ..."

 

"Okay, just take them off for now ..."

 

 

 Just like when I received my shoes, Marcel-san adjusted the work boots to fit Takayama's feet with a serious expression.

 

 

"How about this time?"

 

"Yes, it's a perfect fit."

 

"Okay, I'll give it to you as a pre-wedding celebration."

 

"Eehh ... But ..."

 

"In exchange, don't be unsteady. If you show a pitiful appearance, Kent will steal your wife."

 

"Hey, Marcel-san, I wouldn't do that."

 

"I don't know ... Aren't you also being targeted by the guild onee-chans?"

 

"Ueehh ... Why do you know that ..."

 

"Kent, you should realize that you are getting more attention than you think."

 

"Guh ... I'll be careful."

 

 

 Takayama's shoulders were trembling next to me while Marcel-san was joking around.

 

 

"Thank you, thank you ... For such an idiot like me ... Uuu ..."

 

"You idiot, don't cry. You're going to be the breadwinner of the family from now on, aren't you? Be cool, cool!"

 

"Yes ... Yes ... Yes!"

 

 

 He slapped Takayama on the head while telling him not to cry, but there was something shining in Marcel-san's eyes as well.

 

 

"That's right, the shop will open with a new look, so we have to celebrate."

 

"Cut it out, hey Kent, how much do you think I am indebted to you."

 

"No, no, my stupid classmates were causing a lot of trouble ... I wonder what's good ..."

 

[ Kent-sama, what about a Minotaur's horn? ]

 

[ I see, that's good! ]

 

 

 Minotaur horns were impressive as ornaments, and if you're short on money, you could sell them at a high price as a material for magic tools.

 

 From the shadow storage, I picked the one that looked the best and took it out.

 

 

"Well then ... congratulations on the opening of the new shop!"

 

"I, idiot ... This is, a Minotaur horn. How can I get such an expensive item!"

 

"Ah, it's okay. It's just sitting around, so please don't worry about it."

 

"No, even if you tell me not to worry about it ..."

 

"That's right, Herman-san, could this nicely decorate a corner somewhere?"

 

"Oh, that's right ... After all, the place where you can see it immediately after entering the store is good. How about the back wall?"

 

"Good. Can I ask you to install it?"

 

"Ah, leave it to me, it's an easy task."

 

"Idiot, Herman, what are you doing?"

 

"It's fine, just take it. If you advertise that even the 'Monster User' shops here, sales will definitely increase."

 

"You ... Haa, I understand. Thank you, Kent."

 

 

 Marcel-san was somehow convinced and accepted it, and although there was some trouble with the decoration in the corner after that, we were finally able to put an end to the uproar.

 

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