The garden of Carlisle's mansion.

　Trying to get permission, I called your father.

"What is it, Alec?
"Father, I need to ask you for a favor.
"...... oh
"Huh?

　Just before he spoke, father, who had been a normal man, suddenly shook himself and looked ecstatic.

What's wrong with you, father?
"Alec, Alec depended on me. Alec relied on me!　Alec asked for!　What greater joy could there be as a father!　No, no!
That ...... father?
"I can't do this, I have to designate this important day as a holiday.
"You won't be liked for that.

　Mother, who came with me, stopped Dad from going out of control.

Hmph!　Why? !
"Alec said, 'I have a favor to ask you,' and instead of listening to it, you're going to be the world's worst, no, the worst father ever.
"That was it!　Careless!

　The last "Ugly! I'm sure you're not the only one," he said, looking a little cooler, partly because his tone was a little theatrical.
　As usual, your father went out of control, so you pulled yourself together and said, "I have a favor to ask you.

I need to ask you to do something for me.
"Mm!　Say whatever you want. Do you want the money, the harem, or the world?

　Father asking me one question after another. I'm sure he remembered Mom's "good father".
　If I wanted, he'd have everything ready for me.
　Well, that's always been the case, and I responded normally.

"No, sir. Actually, I have something I want to keep.
"What's the matter. Is 10,000 gold coins enough?
"No, I don't want to buy, I want to keep (、、、、),

　Ten thousand gold coins are enough to buy a small country.

　With a bitter smile, I held out the "she" I had brought to you in front of your father.

　The hairy creature, a walking furball and the kind of thing women and children would love.
　He showed Mother and Father a disfigured pill bug that had evolved from the Philosopher's Stone.

This is what we want to keep.
What's that?
"The pill is called Peechan, not .......

　Let's not mention that this is a pill bug yet.

"Peechan. Mm-hmm, very nice.
"Thank you Father
"Then let's build a house for Peechan.
"You know, that lot has good sunshine and good drainage, so why don't you build on it?
"Mm!　How many hectares would be enough?
"I don't need that much!　Or rather, it's okay, I'll keep it in my room.

　If left unchecked, the pillbug - a huge mansion, or rather a palace, could be built for Peechan, so I stopped your father before that happened.

"Eh,

　No, not "eh" .
　At any rate, I'm allowed to keep Peechan.

　　　　　.

　The large garden after your father and mother returned to the mansion.
　As I watched Pee-chan rummaging in the garden, I was lost in thought.

　The wind blew and leaves danced in front of me.
　With a fluttering wave of my arm, the dancing leaves were cut in half.
　The cut was sharp, as if it had been made with a sharp blade.

　It's as if she could control her physical strength - a different kind of bodily skill than she did at first.

　Next, you swing a longsword from the mansion's armory.
　He swings it wildly, unleashing all manner of slashes.
　It gradually increases in speed, and countless arcs of light fly through the air.

　The wind noise also gradually increases with a growl, but after a certain point, the sound disappears with a puff.
　The slash was too fast and left the sound behind.

　--Pan!

　Suddenly there was a loud noise.
　My sword-wielding hand also stopped.
　I look at the sword in my hand. ...... No, I see what was the sword.

　A sword that couldn't withstand my force, so it melted, leaving only the hilt.

　It's the same scene as it was in the beginning, but now that I can control the force, I can see how far the longsword can withstand the force and where it would be blown away from.

　I pull out my other longsword and keep swinging so that I don't break it this time.

　The force is now almost completely under control, but with this ordinary longsword--

I can't even use 10% of my strength. Orichalcone would be 50 percent of your strength at best. ......

　An increasingly poignant figure to be able to control.


　I stopped the longsword and swung my hand sword instead.

　I drew my sword with all my might, far faster than the speed of sound, and of course it was my own body, so I didn't do anything.

　With my bare hands, I can do it with all I've got.

......

　One curious, picked up a stone from the ground and slashed with the longsword.
　After a quick slash, he struck it with the exact same force, this time with his bare hands.

I knew that with the same power, I would be stronger with a weapon.

　It's not surprising.

　If you exert about 1% of your full strength, the longsword is more powerful with a weapon than with a bare hand.

　It's also common sense that at full strength, if you have a weapon that can withstand it, the one with a weapon will be stronger.

　Unlike magic, physics doesn't have a weapon that can withstand my power, so I haven't been able to give my true 100% as it is now.
　I thought that was a bit of a waste.

　Suddenly, it hit me.
　It's not like magic--yes, magic.

　Why don't we just make it up as we go along?

　The stone told me and that's what I did.
　Just like making a magic ball, you adjust the magic you release.
　The magic embodied in it takes the form of a sword.

　Hold it lightly and take a deep breath.
　Breathe in.

　A slash at nothing.
　Nothing was cut--but.
　The magic blade passed by and space seemed to be distorted by the delay.

　And the magic sword was uneventful.
　Like my body, the magical sword I had made with my magic was able to withstand the full force of my power.

"Great.

　I was relieved.
　If I ended up not being able to give my full strength, I was left with a bit of a cloud, but with this, I can give my full strength.
　I was relieved to get rid of the cobwebs right away.

　Of course, this wasn't all solved.
　It's hard when you're trapped in a trap that completely nullifies your magic, like the people who tried to kidnap Eliza did, but it's still good for now.
　Still, I've made up for it for now.

　I decided to use this magical sword for some time to come and practice getting it in and out of my hand more quickly.

...... n

　Suddenly, I felt something pressing against my feet.

　When I looked down, I saw that the object of the sensation was Pee-chan.
　Pee-chan, a pill bug that has evolved into a cute little walking furball, pressed itself against my feet.

What's the matter with you?
"...... nothing

　Pee-chan will only answer bluntly when you ask.
　But she kept pressing up against you, and her body language seemed to be sweet.

　It was a little funny, so I squatted down to pet her, and that's when I saw something shiny right next to her.

　I was about to squat down to pet Peechan, when I noticed something shiny right next to her.

"What's this?
"Collected.
"Collected?
That's a lot of energy, so I collected it. Can't I collect it?
"No, not bad.

　Pill Bug, or maybe Peechan's new habit.
　Peechan became immortal and no longer needs to eat.
　Still, she is attracted to high-energy bodies and collects them.

　It's a bit like a crow, though, because it's not used for food anymore.

You can collect them, but you can't collect them by breaking them.
"...... Okay.

　Pee-chan listens to what she says.
　Smiling at her, I picked up what I had gathered.

　It was something like a grain of sand.
　There were only three grains the size of a grain of sand.
　Still, they gave off a glow greater than that of gold.

What's this thing?

　The awesome brilliance of spontaneity, a high-energy body that attracts the attention of pillbugs.
　Wondering what it is, he asks the philosopher's stone.

　A wise man's stone with all its knowledge, a wise man's stone that has recently begun to show some sort of emotion.
　He replied with a little mixture of joy.

The strongest metal beyond orichalcone ......?

　The first time I saw a legendary metal, even rarer than the orichalcone, the metal of God.

　The Philosopher's Stone further advises.
　You can make ...... my weapon!