Chapter 130: 130 129 ◇ Distressed, distressed, Kash welcomes me. It makes me smile.

On the way to pick up Kash, I was wondering if I had a clue in the last two weeks.

What I'm thinking back now is a conversation with 'The Devil of Love' Mr Citrie's.

A girl with a cat-like impression, she looks like a dreamer, but the reality is a leopard sub beast.

He is also a friend of mine, the Four Heavenly Kings of Demon King Castle.

"Absorbing (Drain)? That's not absorbing magic. I know you know Leme, but dreamers are exquisite to smoke. '

"I know it as knowledge, but I was wondering exactly how it was different."

"Hmm? Fine, but I wish I could ask Mira. '

"To Mira?

'Cause it's just like blood sucking, right? They say they're angry over there, but they suck blood together, so it's easy to understand.'

According to what Mr. Citrie explained, 'magic absorption' is difficult because it is difficult in itself to capture the magic as it is.

Magic is the source of everything.

Magic, vibrancy, and refinement, something that machines magic.

'It's hard to interfere with magic itself. I don't know. The magic of creatures comes from magic organs, right? Haven't you ever heard of being machined so that you can "consciousness" and "manipulate" in the process?

'... Yes'

There is magic in the air, but you can't order it and make it magic.

Why? If the magic in your body is accompanied by your own technology, it can be magic as you imagine.

So what was conceived was the theory that natural magic might be different from the magic produced by magic organs.

This is probably true. Magic is the source of everything. People cannot live without the art of manipulation, even unconsciously. All creatures have the ability to create magic and process it to live.

Magic creatures evolved so that their functions could be used 'consciously'.

'Cheerful and vibrant, it's vitality, isn't it? Living people are in front of them, and they touch them, so it's not that hard to imagine taking away energy. Same thing with sucking blood and taking away energy. It's easy to understand. "

You found it difficult to convey in that explanation, Mr. Sitley went on further.

"Look, if bashar is watered down by water magic, it's gonna get wet, right? You can drink that water, and if you squeeze wet clothes, you can drop it. Processed from" magic "to" water, "it became something that anyone could touch and understand '

'Do you mean that recognition is important for activation, both inherent art and magic...?

'Probably. Citrie can be all kinds of creatures, but I don't like reproducing anything that doesn't like the image either. And the Devil's Horn. I don't know. "

'Really?

"Yeah, blood sucking and absorbing (Drain), it's a meal. It's an energy supply. That's not normal, is it? But the horns, the magic that builds up in your body, can't be replaced by normal things. Because what you eat will be digested. Can you imagine being told that it feels like saving money in your body?

I imagine it that way......

Well, an image would be something that some people would pin on and others wouldn't.

"What you eat makes you fat, if you imagine..."

'Fat doesn't sound cute anymore, so I'm murky, but you can't skip that.' Cause horns don't get bigger with a lot of magic, do they?

... I see. Doesn't that make it a complete alternative image?

Mr. Citrie's story is interesting. but......

"Is it impossible to smoke magic itself?

By the way, both absorption (drain) and blood suction inherently suck life, but the body of the enemy is also made of magic when fighting the Magic Body (Avatar), so sucking it replaces magic.

However, this is only a specification, and the ability is exercised in the image of breathing blood and precision.

To my question, Mr. Sitley leaned his neck in wonder.

'I've never even thought about it.' Cause that's weird, isn't it? Why don't you go out of your way to find raw meat, even though you can eat the roasted meat deliciously?... Mm, is that hard to understand?

"No, it's okay, I know."

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I can eat a good meal when I want to eat something right now.

You would talk about having that ability, but not going out of your way to absorb magic - in this case, is it reasonable to assume it's an ingredient?

Exactly, but what we have for demons is the ability to hoard magic in the horns.

"So, if you can prepare an image that's easy for Leme to understand by putting magic into your body that you can't see, you just know you're there, you might be able to do it soothingly."

That advice was greatly appreciated.

But it didn't work out no matter how much I bothered my head.

Even I wasn't just worried for two weeks.

For example, magic.

I don't usually use it because it's so inefficient and so potent, but I'm also a wizard [position (job)] at first, so I can use attribute magic.

There are no signs of absorption even if the exposed corners are hung with water magic to the extent that it is wet, or fire magic that is more obscure than a match. Of course, I can feel the magic, but I couldn't inject it into the corners.

If it belongs to me, or so I thought.

Floors with dungeon cores are the best training environments.

Inevitably, magic is hard to feel. Eat the magic of Phoenix and even ordinary people will see it, but people can't feel the magic in the air. It's too thin.

In that regard, the magic released from the core is intense and numerous.

Still, I even dared to put myself in a less magical environment.

Because I thought that by strongly realizing that there was no magic, I would feel stronger in the "being" place.

It worked itself out, but it didn't deliver.

Citrie's advice was based only on Citrie's hands-on experience.

Though thankfully fastened to the chest, you must not be imprisoned. I have to give my answer.

Okay, I'm here.

Within that thinking, we arrive in front of Kash's house. Two-story collective housing. They live in the middle of the first floor, five rooms on each floor.

I relax my face with both hands and cut up my thoughts.

You can't even make Kash worry.

The hand in the shape of a knock will not knock on the door again today.

Because someone always notices my visit and opens the door.

Mostly Kash, but like before this, it's my sister Maka, or my mother or my sibling.

Footsteps or signs? I wonder how you realize that.

I've asked Kash, but he just shyly leaned down.

For a moment, it was like I was making my nose crack...... no way, smell? Do I stink?

"Good morning, Mr. Lemme."

Seeing Kash's blossoming smile, worry spreads.

I've been worried sick and I seem to have overthought it a little bit.

"Yeah, good morning"

"Please come up. I helped you with dinner today."

"That's exciting. Well, I'm sorry to bother you."

Breakfast twice daily. The first time is in the dorm's own room. The second time is the Kash house.

This second morning, I never thought I'd be able to grasp the thread for a solution.

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