If you pour water, it becomes brittle even if it doesn't spill, and the soil melts out and becomes muddy water, and it's not something you can drink very much.
It is difficult to make objects with the soil itself because it cannot be a clear stone or rock.
Of course, soil magic is still very useful, and even if you can build a soil base, it is highly defensive, and is indispensable for farming and building foundation work.
In addition, when a highly magical person creates a debris of soil, the soil consolidated to the rock becomes unlimited, so it also has a high killing power.
However, there is a big difference between "hardened soil" and "rock" with arrows.
I looked up at the wall and murmured.
"Wow, this rock wall..."
"It's not that big a deal. There are people in the world who can build metal walls."
Michemon said clams.
Magic conversions are harder to create than solid ones.
In particular, it is almost impossible to create metals.
Clara said, "Who can build metal walls...?" I'm surprised.
Michemon nods quietly.
"A human magician doesn't know how to use it. Or maybe I've never even been there."
Magic called "Metal Generation" is enough.
Whether there are three species of magic, not just humans.
Granddaughter looked down sadly.
"Whatever it is, being able to use magic itself is amazing... It's impossible for me...."
The princess, whose sword did not shine, looks as if she were crying.
The grandfather stroked his granddaughter's head silently without saying a word.
That alone stops Clara's tremors.
Looking at these two trusting relationships at first glance, I was a little relieved.
"We must hurry and join Dan. Something might be happening out there."
What happened here?
What did Michemon see?
At the very least, I don't think it was a good idea to close the investigation.
I'm sure it has a lot to do with the Marquis of Ventershoven, because I won't say anything.
"Claudia. Don't get away from Alto Crampot, okay? He can't be trusted."
"... yes, Master Ehmont. Dear Alto, thank you very much."
Clara came running around and looked up at me.
This girl must be feeling something too. I feel very anxious.
(Well... all I have to do is protect my granddaughter. It's simple.)
To give you a little peace of mind, I did my best "sales smile".
Clara leaned down.
(There's a lot of blind spots here too....)
The other point where Michemon could not see the future was also behind the building.
Otherwise, the anomaly will soon become sentinel and will be discovered by someone, so this is natural in a sense.
That (...) was far deeper than before.
There is one clear difference from the former.
"This is the sound of battle!?"
It also smells of blood. Let's make a mistake. "
Michemon frowned.
"... here (...), my power hasn't returned yet. I'm sorry, Claudia, but I need you to do your best to escort me. I'll take care of the enemy."
As usual, we'll wait here this time.
There may be places I don't want to take Clara during the battle, but somehow I thought there might be something I don't want to show you.
"Dear Mr. Ehmont... Be careful....."
"Oops, I'll be right back. You should feel comfortable talking to Alto Cramput there."
The tall old man disappeared into the shadow of the building, shaking his hand.