"Terrain manipulation!"

　As soon as I scream, the ground where I'm going to build a wall sinks by about a meter.

"Good work, sir! I've made you do some magic, but are you all right?"

　The craftsman in charge of the place where Ray is currently using his topographic skills...A raccoon raccoon beast handed Ray a glass of water as he spoke.
　In the case of Ray, there were cold, cold fruit water, water, and running dagger in the mistling, but he took the glass and moistened his throat, saying that it was his concern.

"Huh?"

　The coldness of the water gives me a little surprise.
　It wasn't as cold as the fruit water in the mistling, but it was still cold enough.
　It's, so to speak, close to the coldness of a river running cold.
　At least it was cold enough to be the water prepared in this blazing sun.

"What about this?"
"Oh, my God, are you surprised?" Actually, they prepared magic items above me. I suppose you're trying to get us to work a little better and hurry up the construction of the wall. Well, there's something else I'd like you not to get sick of in this heat."

　As he spoke, Badger's beast muttered in the sky... without a cloud, looking at the sky as high as ever.
　With the blue sky like that, the midsummer sun also asserts itself against the earth.
　Many continued their work, sweating on their foreheads due to temperatures and direct sunlight.
　...while Ray was able to get his job done without any trouble in the morning, even in the blazing sun, thanks to the Dragon Robe, which had the ability to do a simple air conditioner.

"Well, the people above may have a lot of ideas, but for those who actually work, wouldn't it be nice to have a better working environment?"
"Yes,"

　There's no such thing as heatstroke... but many people have known from years of experience that moving around without hydration in hot weather is bad for their health.
　While talking to such Badger Beast Artisans, the wizards in charge of this place use magic to dig deeper and expand the sites created by Ray's topographical manipulation.
　Like a ray, all at once and widely... you can't manipulate the ground continuously, but you still had enough power to dig after a ray with a limit of one meter.
　Watching those working with sweat on their foreheads, Ray looks around again.
　As far as Ray can see, there are a lot of people are working.
　All that's left is the adventurers guarding the monsters in case they come.
　It's been a few hours since the wall was broken, and it's almost noon... ...but it's no wonder that one of the goblins has not appeared yet.
　Veteran adventurers sometimes tell us, but it only works for a short time after being warned.

(Well, it's only night for the guards)

　Most adventurers who guard during the day, except those who keep them together, are not so skilled.
　It was only natural for monsters to bring their elite on active nights, considering security.
　Ray, who was looking around him, suddenly realized that it was too late... really late.

"Oh? Come to think of it, why did you break down the old wall first? Shouldn't you break down the old wall after building a new one?"
"... late now?"

　You must have heard Ray muttering. Badger Beast turns a dumbfounded look on Ray.

"No, I'm not familiar with construction or anything like that. Of course Gillum is the first to do additional work on the town. Is this the way it goes when you do additional construction in other towns?"
"No,"

　Badger beasts immediately shake their heads in denial of Ray's words.
　The rate of reaction seemed reasonable to Ray.

"No? But that's how you do it, isn't it?"
"Well... how can I put it?" In an ordinary town, as Ray says, you build a new wall first, then you break down the old one. but where are we?"
"Where... Guillum?"
"Yes, Gillum... the frontier. And this guillem is designed for the frontier. What's especially big is the boundary that covers the whole Gilm. Because it is a remote area, there are many magical powers that flow around, and there are also many magical powers that flow underground.'
"... well, it's a frontier." If it were with ordinary towns and villages, I wouldn't call it a frontier."

　If the surrounding environment was the same as that of a normal place, it would naturally be called a normal countryside, not a frontier.

"In other words, is it because it's a frontier?"
"Don't be so. There are many other detailed reasons, but in general that's a big part. At first, as Ray said, there was a guy who proposed to build a new wall first and then destroy the old one, but the guillem craftsmen rejected it."

　If you say so, Ray has no choice but to agree.
　I have no knowledge or skill as a craftsman.

"And the result is to break down the old wall and then build a new one."
"That's true. Oh, it seems to have something to do with the boundary... but I don't know the details because it's not my specialty."
"The boundary?"

　From Ray's perspective, the boundaries applied to the guillem were considerable.
　At least the boundary of the city where Reidact lived just the other day didn't make any sense to Reid and Sett.
　Having informed them that Ray and Sett had invaded, it wasn't meaningless at all...but thanks to Sett's sudden descent and direct entry into the lord's house, the response to the detection of Ray and Sett's invasion would inevitably be delayed.
　The result was that it worked for normal flying monsters, but not at all for laymen.

"Oh, as I said, I don't know the details." If you're up there, you might know what's going on around there. In any case, this is the way the construction method was implemented under various circumstances. And..."

　Once a raccoon dog has stopped talking, he turns a meaningful glance at Ray.

"What's the matter?"
"No, you don't have to worry about it if you have Ray, but if you use the method of building a new wall and then breaking down the old one, there's also a problem with transporting materials. If this is not a frontier, we might collect materials outside the city."

　They say they don't know what will happen on the frontier if they leave the material behind the guillem.
　Ray has doubts about the person he tells him so.

"Then wouldn't it be better to make a hole in which the carriage could enter and exit without destroying all the old walls?"
"If the walls were built for that purpose from the beginning, that would be fine, but when the guillem was built, it wasn't supposed to be. If you try to destroy a part of the wall in such a situation, it could cause damage to other places."
"Well, that's not the case,"

　Ray had little knowledge of that, so if he was told so by his professional partner, he would have to be convinced.

(I don't think it's strange to think about the damage to the wall... but is it different?)

　A little interesting, Ray tried to talk again... but before that, I heard a distant call for Ray.

"Hey, Ray! I'm about to order another place!"

　Spending time in one place leads to a burden in the other.
　Rather than taking a short break, it was quite some time since I started talking to Badger Beasts.
　It's not strange that we should be rushed like this.

"All right, I'll be there soon!"

　Waving his hand back to the person he approached, Ray returns a glass of water to Badger's beast.

"So I'm going now," I've got to go around somewhere else."All right. Good luck. ...and Ray will make the works easier, and we may be asked for a nomination from now on."
"That's... a delicate point to be pleased with,"

　After a little trouble, Ray runs toward the man who just called him.
　It's not that far away, so it takes less than ten seconds to get to the next scene.

"I'm sorry to rush you," But if you get Ray to do the work first, he'll get on with it, too."
"I know. I've taken too much time off here, too."
"You seemed to be talking seriously. What's the matter?"
"No, I'm curious why I went out of my way to destroy the old wall and then build a new one. I've only heard a little about it."
"That's because this is Gilmoo, isn't it?"
"Well, I didn't know that." --and may I begin at once?"

　Didn't you know about where he lived?, Ray asks, as if he were misrepresenting something.
　He nods easily, wondering if he is aware of Ray's behavior or not, or if he was not particular about talking to him.

"All right, please,"

　So when Ray tries to use his skills, suddenly one of the wizards near him approaches him.

"I'm sorry, but if you don't mind, can you show me how you use your magic? 儂 is confident in magic, even though it looks like this. But I've heard that your master's magic skills are pretty good. I really want you to show me up close."

　The old man's wizard's words speak to the man in charge of the place before Ray says anything.

"Look, old man," I'm sorry, but don't disturb Ray. Ray is busiest right now."

　Even though Ray is said to be the busiest, he subtly diverts his gaze as he has been talking to Badger's man.

"Well, tell me so," -- and what do you think?"
"Ah... I don't care which way I am." But don't try to disturb my concentration."

　When Ray says so, the old man nods and watches Ray's movements with an expression of curiosity.
　Ray, who had little thought for such an old man, now decides to get his job done and thrusts a death-size stonemate into the ground.

"Topographic Manipulation"

　With the words, the ground where the wall is to be built sinks by about a meter.
　The other wizards and artisans who were watching the scene around them opened their eyes wide to the scene before them.
　I knew from a distance how much Ray was doing, but it was still very different to actually see him up close.
　It was only natural to wonder why you could do so much magic in succession, without looking particularly tired.

"What!"

　In the midst of this, a strange cry was made by an old man who was watching closely at Ray.
　His eyes were wide open, and he looked as if he had seen something incredible.

"What's the matter with you, old man?" I'm going to shout like that all of a sudden."

　The craftsman in charge of the occasion spoke to the old man in a flustered manner.
　Perhaps he thought that the heat might have caused an abnormality in the old man's health.
　However, the old man looks at Ray again with a look of astonishment, without seeming to listen to such a craftsman's words.
　They are deliberately ignoring what's going on around them... not just looking at Ray's behavior, but the attitude of others is passing from right to left.

"Lord...Lord... Who the heck!"

　Clogged by an old man, Ray bows his head and opens his mouth.

"Whoever you say... a notorious Rank B adventurer?"
"That's not what I'm saying! Lord... no, that weapon that he has... how good is it to be to have something like this."

　When Ray hears words from the old man's mouth, he has a sharp eye for the old man.
　The old man, who didn't seem to have noticed Ray's gaze, was apt to describe Ray's death size as enthusiastic.

"Tell me! Who made this magic item? Whose work is it? Please!"
"You may say so," I don't know the particulars of it, for it is a gift."

　It's impossible to say that it was created by witchcraft, and Ray manages to mislead it.
　Still, he looked a little relieved to know that he didn't understand his peculiarity.