From yesterday evening until the next morning, I continued to develop my dimensional magic endlessly.
　Perhaps because of the repeated reckless attempts at magic, a sense of weariness took over my entire body, and I periodically felt pain in my brain. However, after repeated attempts at all-out magic and short periods of sleep, a new form of dimensional magic was definitely in sight.

　The MP was empty, but a new letter floats on the 'display' of the skill.


[Magic]　
　Dimensional Magic: Dimension 1.69 Connection 1.03 Form 1.07
Deforto 1.00


　The only magic that reached the level of perfection approved by "Display" was "Default".
　The effect of 《Default》 is to create a fault line in the dimension. And I'm already using magic that is close to that. Even though the scale is different, the Form also creates a fault in the dimension to form a bubble shape.
　When I fought against Rowen once, I strengthened the Form to break the distance between us. So he was able to master the 《Default》 just by increasing the perfection of that improvised magic.

　Of course, the magic consumption is incomparable to the "Form".
　I'm sure I'll only be able to use "Defortion" a few times now. It's still not possible to use it as often in battle as the original Kanami.

　And the other two spells that I couldn't learn are even more magical in their consumption than "Deforto". Even just trying them out would greatly reduce their magic power and strength. Although he was able to handle the template magic after a night of intense development, he was still far from the practical level.
　《Torsion》 can make dimensional flowers but has low killing power, and 《Distance Mute》 has difficulty inserting an index finger into an inorganic object.

　Nevertheless, they are still advancing.
　There's no doubt that they are learning magic at a speed that would normally be impossible. In the first place, it's impossible to weave new magic by common sense on earth.

　However, if you think about it, it can be said that this is just a reminder of the magic they used in the past. Maybe it's because the magic formula is engraved in the blood, which is why the magic development is so smooth like this.

　Considering how it works, since I'm using Yotaki's body, I should have been able to use freezing magic too.
　However, since I don't have the magic stone of 'The One Who Steals the Reason of Water', my talent is completely missing.
　I tried some ice-cold magic, but in the end I never succeeded. It's a good thing that I'm not going to be able to get the same level of magic construction as the dimensional magic, because it's more difficult.
　It's probably because of the magic attribute that comes out of my body. It's really a dimensionally-attributed magic power right now.
　It's a good thing that you're able to find a way to use the dimensional attribute's magic power to create a freezing spell, but you'll have to master dimensional magic before you can do that.

''If possible, I'd like to get back around [Dimensional Winter (Di Winter)]: ......

　In terms of versatility, nothing can surpass that winter magic. That's how much I like Dimensional Winter (Di Winter). When I think about it, I think I had a tendency to use that magic all the time. It may be that at an unconscious level, I liked to mix the attributes of the dimension (me) with those of the freezing engine (Hitaki).

It's no use asking for something that isn't there. You have to fight with the cards you have now: ......

　I avoid looking backwards and look up.
　I have to work in the city today and I can't let it sink in.

　I quickly wake up Ryner, who is sleeping in the same room.
　Ryner rubs his sleepy eyes and gets out of bed. He looks exhausted, perhaps because of his scramble to get Lord away from me yesterday.

　It seems that Lord was noisy even outside of the city, and he had a hard time keeping me away from him because he tried to check on me every time I was holed up in the castle.

　But without a single word of complaint, Ryner quietly finishes preparing for work. You can see the spirit of not resting on the job no matter what kind of physical condition he is in. It may be part of his nature, but more than that, it's also his obsession to save up money.

　Right now, we have very little money.
　There is no time to be poor. We can't afford to sleep easy.

　We must save up our money and prepare for the food we are going to eat in the maze.
　Probably, the journey from the sixty-sixth layer to the ground will be a long journey that will span days.
　Basically, it would take several hours just to conquer the first layer - even if you knew the path, it would take a whole hour. Even by simple calculation, it would take 66 hours - about three days.
　And all the while, water and food will continue to be consumed.
　If we wanted to be safe, we would try to return with a week's worth of food in our 'possessions'.

　So, if we don't earn money not only to make ends meet, but also to get some preserved food, we won't be able to get out of here any time soon.
　I've been told that my job is basically on a piece-rate per diem basis, so I can't show even the slightest gap when I do my work. I don't want to be pestered and lose my income.

　Ryner and I got back into the swing of things and went out into the castle's large garden.
　There was a Lord standing there waiting for us.

　Just as he was about to tie up his long, unraveled hair.
　In front of that scene, Ryner and I are speechless for a moment.

　Underneath the lush dark green trees, Lord's hair was shining green, reflecting the sunlight through the trees. It's a sight that would never be seen in the original world. The green hair that resembles a jewel (emerald) and the magical light that faintly illuminates from her body are unique to the other world. This is exactly what makes it worthy of the metaphor "fantastic".
　That's right, fantastic - the word "beautiful like a phantom" comes to mind.

　The figure of her with her hair down looks very different than when she was wearing a ponytail.
　Not a vivacious girl, but a deep window too, a deep window - a ladylike s*xiness that could be mistaken for a royal daughter. Her eyes were cooler than usual, and the gestures she made to tie them up conveyed a sense of elegance.
　The most surprising thing is that this Lord is more well-placed.
　The natural Lord looked like a princess of a great country.

　However, that impression soon fizzles out.
　Noticing our approach, Lord slackened his mouth and looked at us. Then he rushed over to us with a ladylike motion, waving his tied up hair like a tail.

''Ah, I see you're awake!　Morning!　Kanamin, liner!

　The sudden change confused us, but we managed to return the greeting, "Good morning.

'Well, let's go to work. Well, Kanamin is at Reynand's grandfather's place, isn't he? It's all right, since Doi (Warawa) got through to him yesterday. And Ryner will be with me. He said he wants to train his magic as soon as he's done, are you sure you'll be okay?　Aren't you tired?

　Lord nods his head like a jolly town girl. It's completely the same Lord as always. There is not the slightest hint of a queen-like presence there.
　Having regained his mind, Ryner replies as planned.

''Oh, yeah, I'm fine. I'm sure you'll be able to find a way to make the most of it. To be honest, I'd love to be able to teach you magic all the way through.

　Ryner makes an appeal that he is the real deal for clearing the labyrinth to get attention.

''Yeah, that's a good mindset. You can leave it to the child who was even called the King of Demons (Warawa)!　But is it good for Kanamin?　I can advise you on dimensional magic, though?
'No, I'm good ....... I'm feeling a bit under the weather, probably due to the magic stone being out. I'll work for the money, but other than that I'm going to take it easy in the castle.
'What?　What's wrong with you?　Do you have a cold?

　Anxiously, Lord put his hand to my forehead.
　There was no malice or percussion there. He is genuinely worried about me.
　But I keep my mind open and continue with the skill 'fraud'. I've seen the guardians (guardians) combine pure goodwill and madness many times. I can't let up.
　I won't treat her like a monster like I did with Arti and avoid her until she's avoided, but I can't let her madness inspire me, at least not until I leave the ground.

'No, I don't think it's a cold. I'm just a little lazy, so don't worry about it.
Yeah?　But if you have any problems, tell me right away. I'm not going to be mean to you when you're sick with a stone.
...... You know you're being mean to me, Lord.
Oh, that's a negative. Nothing. A child is always a kind girl!

　The Lord notices the gaffe and insists on being a child.
　Chuckling at that, we walk out of the castle and into town.
　On the road, people in the city who pass by wave to me. Apparently, the Lord spread the word within yesterday. We received a lot of warm feedback welcoming us, our new neighbors, and offering to help us if we need anything.

　However, me and Ryner were going to leave sooner rather than later, so we couldn't stay for a bit. Still, we kept our smiles on our faces until the end. Interacting with the people of the city is also important to capture the labyrinth.

　Thus, while being watched by the warmth of the city, I first arrive at Reynand-san's house.
　I find another cat-eared girl playing in the garden. She too finds us and comes up to us, wagging her tail.

'Oh, he's really here!　Good morning, everyone!　Master Lord, if it's Grandpa, he's in there again!
Good morning, Beth. But I'll be leaving Kanamin alone today, since the children will be going somewhere else soon.
Oh, you work for us, Master Knight?
'That's right. A servant of your house, so to speak - no, a butler!　You can use it often enough!
Wow!

　Maybe it's because Lord blows the right things into my head, but Beth's eyes are getting harder and harder to see me.
　In order to correct my misunderstanding, I step forward and introduce myself.

It's nice to meet you, Beth. I'm Aikawa Uzumi, who's going to help with the blacksmithing work here.
'Ah, yes ......!　It's nice to meet you, Sir Knight Commander: ......

　Beth turned over, blushing. The vivacity she showed Lord was gone, and she squirmed and shrank back in embarrassment.

'I don't need your surname. You can call me more comfortably. But I don't think I'd recommend the nickname 'Kanamin'. That's just what the idiot over there calls it. If possible, I'd like you to call me by it.
''No ......, I can't call you out. Because you're a Knight Commander, Sir Knight Commander!

　For some reason, Beth shook her head, being stubborn.
　I thought it would be easier for a girl this age to call me by my name, but I guess I miscalculated that .......

''But isn't that a hassle to call them that?''
'It's not a bit of trouble, that's all right!　...... And I don't know how to say it, but when I look at Knight Commander-sama, I think there's only Knight Commander-sama. The chest part of the body is squeaky clean and I feel like I shouldn't be called anything else.

　Beth put her hands on her chest and said something difficult to understand.
　From her shy demeanor, she wondered if it was a longing for an older man. But there was definitely an uncomfortable feeling there that I could be sure wasn't.
　It was as if there was a mixture of things that were not me .......

　I was about to pursue it further to find out what it was, when Lord interrupted me.

''Mufufu ....... As usual, Kanamin is a guilty man!　How dare you bewitch the mind of such a naive little girl!
Wait, don't talk like that. I'm going to be working with this kid's grandfather. ......!
But you don't seem to know what else to do!　Come on, give him some more cool lines!　Just like old times!
What, like in the old days, how: ......?
'What?　Hmmm ....... Too much puberty and rebellion, cis-conscious avenger-ish?
'You can think about it and still get an answer like that. What am I really doing, the old me: ......

　That 'Primordial Kanami''s too comical assessment was surprisingly shocking.

''Uh, yeah, well, then, Knight Commander-sama!　Let me take you to your grandfather!

　Beth, who can't see me being discouraged, pulls back and urges me into the house.
　I cut the idle chatter and Lord and Rainer wave me off.

'Well then, relax!　I'm going to go work with Ryner on that one!
I'm going, Christ. I'll take care of the rest.

　Reiner was serious.
　There's a spirit in there that wants to do his job. I'm relieved to know that I'll be fine if I leave the matter of the road to Reiner.

　Then Beth takes me by the hand and we walk into the house.
　Beth's profile is still red as she walks in front of me. But I don't remember doing anything in particular to her. I had no idea why I was so embarrassed.
　I tried to ask her that while Lord wasn't there, but I quickly reached the workshop and missed the timing.

''Well then, Knight Commander-sama!　Good luck with your work!

　Beth had left as if to escape.
　As a result, I am left alone with Mr. Raynand, who was waiting for me in the workshop. In the silence of the workshop, a Buddha-faced Mr. Raynand stared at me.

''Monk, what have you done to our granddaughter ......?''

　I've always been suspicious of Beth's relationship with me. And rightly so. I'd ask my sister the same question if she'd brought a stranger to my house like she is now.

"No, I haven't done anything to her. I swear. No, really, really.

　I had no choice but to answer that.
　Even if they kept giving me heated looks while their faces turned red, and even if they eventually ran away at full speed, I had no choice but to answer that. I really only introduced myself.

''Hm. Don't be so frightened. I don't blame you. ...... Okay, so there's still a little (・・・・・) left (・・・・・・・).
Ha, ha ......?

　I was prepared for the interrogation to continue for hours at a time. If I were in Mr. Reynand's position, I would definitely do so. But without any particular argument, he invited me to the back of the workshop.

　Then I noticed that the workshop was different from yesterday.
　First of all, the temperature in the room is completely different. There is a fire in the furnace on the wall and several full water troughs near it. I found myself getting a little closer to the forge I had seen in The Epic Seeker.
　And I could see that the work today was not going to be easy.

'But you're a lover of things. I never thought I'd want to work here. 'I couldn't believe my ears when Lord told me yesterday,' he said. Blacksmithing is a lot harder than the boy thought, isn't it?
'I know. But I still liked it here.

　This is because while getting paid, you get skills that are directly related to exploring the labyrinth. The more the skill 'Blacksmithing' grows, the more you will be able to make things for the labyrinth by yourself. It's ideal if you think of it simply as hard work to develop your physical abilities.
　However, a large part of my decision was based on my intuition after seeing Reynand's personality. For some reason, I can't believe that this grandfather is a stranger.

Humph: "......

　Reynand-san sniffed at me as I said without hesitation.
　Then he immediately reaches for a tool that was propped up against the wall of the workshop. He lightly holds a huge hammer, which his old body would definitely not be able to hold.

　The sight of it makes me cringe.
　I'm surprised, even though I know it's because of my status.
　Mr. Reynand asks me, holding the hammer to his shoulder.

'Well then, let's get to work. Boy, have you ever worked as a blacksmith before?
Well, for a little while, go to ......
You can have a little of that. I'm not looking for a fix. You'll see what's in your room.

　There is a door in the workshop that leads to another room. When I opened the door as I was told, I found many pots, pans, scissors and other household items left in the dimly lit room. Apparently, the room next to it is being used as a warehouse.

These are the things the city people want me to fix. They have been ordered by the city folk to be repaired. Bring me some of them.
Yes, sir.

　The work has already begun. He rushes into the warehouse and takes the things he was told to take at random.
　After receiving the things, Reynand takes them to the furnace.

'Chores like this are the work of a monk. Well then, let's get started--

　The blacksmithing begins in earnest.
　Remembering the time when I helped Alibers-san before, I move. Although I don't have the assistance of dimensional magic, I think I'm becoming more perceptive than before. I read Reynand-san's thoughts, feel the flow of the entire forge, and look for what I need from the workshop.

　First of all, he placed a hammer of a different size (size) and a pair of scissors (barely) for grabbing hot iron that would be replaced along the way, at a distance from Reynand-san's reach.
　When Mr. Raynand saw this, he sniffed again.
　I'm a little afraid of that habit because I'm not sure whether he's happy or dumbfounded.

''Hm. You seem to know a little bit about it.''

　I think I got a compliment .......

I can only do what I can do to help, but ......
You know what you're doing, I won't tolerate it. --I'll do it.

　Reynand-san begins to forge with powerful movements that don't match his old body.
　My main goal right now is to recover my MP and save money, but I have no intention of cutting corners. As I thought earlier, I'm going to hone my skills here as much as possible.

　Hence, I will continue to follow Reynand-san's movements with my eyes to avoid missing any of her techniques.
　His blacksmithing skills were just as different from Alibers-san's. It was natural since the country and the era were different, but the smithing was even more different.
　I'm sorry for Mr. Alibers, but it's still a matter of age. It only took a few seconds to realize that Mr. Reynand-san existed on a few levels higher than Mr. Alibers.

　The first thing that surprised me was the fact that even though he was blacksmithing, his magic power was being consumed.
　Every time Reynand-san swung the hammer, he could see the magic power rushing through him, even with the naked eye. If you observe closely, you can see that a magic formula has been written on the hammer. It was a hammer that was worthy of being called a magic tool.
　The moment the iron and the hammer are struck together, the magic power seeps into the iron. And as if to reinforce the iron, the magic power becomes a web and sticks to it, and as soon as the iron cools down, it settles in.

　It was a blacksmithing technique that was nothing short of special. No, this is already a different skill than blacksmithing.
　I have the skill 'blacksmithing'. In truth, I came here with the intention of not just helping, but swinging a hammer with them. It turns out to be impossible. There is too much difference in technology. I couldn't help but be amazed at the strangeness of lost technology from a thousand years ago.

　And above all, they work too fast. There's no room for error.

d*mn it!
Bring me the next one as soon as you can, boy!

　I can't keep up with the skilled Reynand-san's movements. Not to mention the fact that he's not lean, but his basic status is too high. Those two things combined to create a terrifying speed.

　I was covered in heavy sweat within a few minutes.
　I couldn't fully prepare what Reynand-san wanted, and Reynand-san's angry voice flew over and over again. It was a nostalgic feeling. I hadn't been reprimanded like this since I started working in the tavern in the Wirth.

　And naturally, his mouth loosened while working.
　It's partly because I simply love my job, but more than that, it's the unexpected good fortune that makes me smile naturally.

　The more skilled my neighbors are, the stronger I am. It's because I'm a 'wizard who specializes in imitation', as Rowen endorses.
　I've never been so happy in conquering the labyrinth.
　My competitive spirit and greed for things will be swooping in. I admired Reynand-san's skills, my heart was racing and I wanted it with all my heart.
　It was the same feeling I once had when I watched Sera and Rowen's swordsmanship.

　Technology that is too high is an art form. Now I can understand it, and I can follow it.
　It's impossible not to smile.

　That's why I desperately help Reynand-san with her blacksmithing.

　The skill 'Parallel Thinking' was taken by my sister, so there is no room for thought. I just chase after it obsessively. However, it's not so much that my movements are inferior to before. Thanks to the increase in 'smarts' due to the leveling up, my judgment was clearer. There is no problem in working.
　After all, the skill 'Parallel Thinking' was an extra force to be reaffirmed. Rather, it was more likely to backfire because it created an excessive amount of free space for thought, and I was thinking too much about unnecessary things.

　As for the loss of the skill 'Parallel Thinking', it might be better to think of it as an enhancement rather than a weakening.
　Working with Reynand-san had provided me with a good opportunity to review my own power as well as the forge.　

　An orange glow leaked from inside the furnace. I keep the dry wood on the stove to keep the heat flowing. I use a bellows to blow the wind through the furnace to raise the temperature as high as it will go.
　The fine control of the temperature is not left to me, but I keep my concentration. This is because I can grasp the temperature of over 10,000 degrees Celsius with a decimal point if I'm one of the people who have gone through repeated hot battles. I'm sure Reynand has reached the same level. It is precisely because he has reached that level that his skill, Blacksmithing, is 3.12. A human national treasure level sense that exceeds the upper limit of an expert can tell you that he can grasp the furnace, the iron, and all the heat in the room.

　Reynand strikes the mallet and dips the iron into the quenching water. The process is repeated.
　The hardware in the warehouse is being repaired more and more.
　At the same time, the inside of the workshop is soon covered with a large amount of dust and residue, so I sweep it up with my broom every so often. All the while, my gaze never leaves Reynand's.

　A small amount of magic was used in the cooling process. Not only fire magic and water magic for simple temperature regulation, but also earth magic that acts on the strength of the iron seems to have been built up. A wide variety of magic is woven together, and a mere pot or ladle is elevated to a higher level of existence.

　If it's a game, it looks like it could be called 'Kai' or '+1'.
　Thinking that perhaps the name is even 'magic pot', I 'gaze' at the repaired pot.

[Reynand's Iron Pot]
　A sturdy iron pot.
　It has been elevated to a high level of existence by the 'Divine Iron Forge' technique.

　There was some kind of legendary weapon-like annotation written on it.
　And a little bit of the law of 'display' can be seen. It seems that once a certain level of technology is applied, the name of the person who has tampered with the head of the item will be attached to it.　
　Even though I'm a game lover, it seems that I had the good sense to refrain from adding "revision" or "+1" to the item.

　Thus, after confirming that some of the hardware had been marked with the Reynand mark, there was a short pause. I'm not sure if I am old enough to keep swinging a hammer for a whole day.

　While I was wiping off my sweat and rehydrating, I asked Reynand-san about it.

'Um, don't you make magic tools or weapons?'

　Their blacksmithing skills are tremendous, but I was a little frustrated because they are all about everyday items.

''There's no ...... order for them. Even if there were, it would only be magic tools for everyday use.
'Is there no demand for weapons in this city?'
The demand was there. But where the demand is, there's no one there now.

　Hearing that no one is there, I remember the castle I live in.

'Well, is that the 'Demon King's Castle' ......?'
Yeah, I'm talking about 'Vyasia Castle'.
Oh, so it's officially called Viaissia.
'They're both official names now. Don't worry about it.

　Mr. Reynand gives us a little different information than Lord.
　I proceed to try to find out the rest of the story.

'Does Mr. Reynand know why there is no one in that castle?
............. ...... Boy, the break is over. We'll now decide whether or not to teach it.
Uh-huh.

　It is terminated without a word.
　Mr. Reynand gets up and goes back to the forge.
　Since I'm working, I can't continue my self-centered, useless talk, so I get up too.

　Then he takes the broken hardware out of the warehouse again and we repeat the repairs.

　It was a hard workload that I could be sure would have collapsed if I were at a lower level. In a workshop as hot as a dungeon, an ordinary person would not even be able to stand.
　But Mr. Reynand was relentless in his efforts to work me.
　He let me steal his skills, so I can't complain.

　Mr. Reynand and I continued blacksmithing until the evening when the sun went down.