Meanwhile, on the mountaintop.


The Vandal is silent, his magician's hat deep in the air.

All the while, the hourglass falls silently, and Ronin, seeing the scene, says sarcastically, "That's why the sorcerer Vandal is so relentless.

The sorcerer Vandal is relentless. A trial ordeal or something like that.

Unusually, Milia agrees.

"Yes. Too bad. Poor Will, forced into such impossible conditions. When he comes home, we need to wrap him up in tits and make him a good boy.

...... or rather, you're going to make my Will a motherf*cker.

Yes.

Milia responds immediately without misgivings.
Vandalism.

What's so funny?

No, it seemed like you guys didn't believe in Will.

No, it's not.

"Then why worry about it so much. I'm sure Will will come through this ordeal with flying colors.

Will on his own. With his physicality, his balance, he'll be back in less than an hour. But not if that Luna Maria girl is with him.

What you put on piggyback does rock.

"You don't think Will won't come back?

"Unfortunately,

Vandal lets out a loud laugh as they continue to say, "Oh, wow.

"Woohoo, I knew you two were blind.
Disgusting old man. You've prepared such a difficult ordeal.

I know it's a big deal, but I knew he'd figure it out. --In fact, he'll figure it out.

The Vandal said and pointed into the distance with his wand.

He looked at the tip of his wand and saw Will and Lunamaria running at a trot.

Oh, that's cute Will!

"Hey, did Will's guys run that fast?　Aside from Will, does little Luna Maria Luna spill water on you?

But from a distance, there is no sign of water spilling.
Isn't it all spilling already?

Miria doubted that possibility, but it was not like that either.

Breathing on their shoulders, the girls came over and placed the cup in front of the desk that Vandal had prepared.

The water was poured out in a row - it was not there!

What's in the cup is not water, but an object.

"Hey, is this some kind of ice?

When Militia noticed, she exclaimed, and Will nodded his head.

"I was afraid of spilling it if I carried it in liquid water, so I magically turned it into ice.

It's true that ice can't be spilled, but is it?

Miria looked at Vandal fearfully, but the old man's expression was the same as usual. His tone of voice was also .

He spoke in a matter-of-fact tone.
Of course you are.
I assured him that he was.

Is there

Ronin is surprised.
Vandal explains.

"Of course there is. I told you to carry the water in a glass. I didn't say that you shouldn't turn the water to ice. It's liquid on the way out and liquid on the way back to my hand, and as long as there's not a drop on it, there's no problem.

And then Will put the cup on the ground and make a small flame around it. The water seems to thaw.

In just a few minutes the ice becomes water. I hand it to the Vandal, and he sips it.

"That's good white water. You know the temperature. That's my girl, Will.

Smiling, Vandal pats Will's head, "Pass me in," he says.

Will happily accepts the old man's hand.

Will, who has thus passed the ordeal of the god of magic. Milia and Ronin seemed concerned, but the Vandals were not concerned at all.

He was confident that Will would use his wisdom to solve the problem.

In a way, this was a service problem.

Of course it was hard for Vandal to be away from Will, but just as much he wanted Will to learn.

I want him to go out into this wide world and learn.

You can learn a lot on your own, but there will be great value in actually going out into the world to learn for yourself.

Even Vandal, who lives cooped up in the mountains and surrounded by books, knew that much.

He wanted Will, his best son and strongest disciple, to be bigger than he was.

That is Vandal's unspoken feeling.