Me, Kåñëa, and Sheila were in the forest.

　It was no ordinary forest, but an S-rated, forbidden forest floor. It's the hometown I lived in.

　A hellish kiln where the strong eat the strong every day.

　Now, right now, Kena and Sheila are also crossing blades with the strong.

　I watched such a figure from the top of a large tree in the distance, exercising my magic power and raising my sight and hearing.

''Kunu!''

　Sheila's voice roars with power.

　The arm strength, which was topped up with magic power, was not as weak as Sheila's slender appearance.

　But the silvery white Fenrir with two fangs superimposed on Sheila's sword was pushing it with force.

　Bachiri.

　Fenrir's lightning strike rings such a foreboding bell. A moment later - lightning strikes from both sides of Sheila.

　Sheila, who has been defeated by the force and her body is on the back foot, is unable to escape by back stepping.

　On the other hand, it is impossible for her to defend herself.

　What awaits you is pure death.

　But - Kåñëa cleaves Fenrir's lightning strike with her flame-clad sword.

''Ta-ta-suh.''

Pull yourself together!

　Kåñëa takes a shot at Sheila as she tries to let out a word of thanks.

　At the same time, Kåñëa also slashes at Fenrir. But - another Fenrir appears.

　It's the individual that Kåñëa had been dealing with earlier.

　In the event of Sheila's danger, Kåñëa had left Fenrir, whom Kåñëa was fighting, unattended.

--No good.

　Immediately judged and transferred the two of them.

''Whew!

　Sheila, who has lost the direction of her power, falls down on a huge branch.

　It's not just a matter of time before you'll be able to get your hands on a new one.

　Then he looks at me with resentment.

'...... I could still do it,'

'Yes!　I could still do it!

　Sheila also complains as she suppresses the bright red bump on her forehead.

'I appreciate the spirit of the challenge. But do you really think you can do it?'

...... Right. Thanks for the help.

'So, but ......'

　Quena nodded, imagining the rest of that story, because she was experienced.

　However, Sheila still didn't seem to be convinced.

'Suppose we had beaten those two Fenrirs. But what are you going to do with the rest of it?　You guys are going to spend some time in these woods, right?　Then don't take a scratch.

　The content of the special training.

　It's about living in the forbidden forest floor.

...... Yeah, you're right. Sorry.

No need to apologize. It's all part of the experience.

'Huh. But it's nothing like when you came in for your exams.

You've been to Kåñëa?

I have. You see, at the request of the Brave Society. At that time, I just had to find the place I wanted to go, so I just had to avoid the dangerous demons. ...... And since Jade was there, it seems the demons were far away from the center of the city.

　Quena is right, "passing" and "living" are two different things. The difficulty jumps up.

　This is especially true in this forest.

　Passing through is reminiscent of death, and living and fighting means death.

　Demons have territories all over the forest, and battles are fought to expand their territory on a daily basis.

　In other words, a battle for the future of species and species.

　If you live there, Kåñëa and Sheila will naturally get involved.

　This time, I'm watching them from a distance. Inevitably, they will meet the Lord class demons as well.

''First of all, Sheila, are you only passing magic power through your body when you put in striking systems and power?''

'Yes, but. Isn't that normal?

　Sheila nods her head.

　Quena listens quietly, wondering too.

'That's the first step. First of all, let me ask you, why is passing magic through your body strengthening your nerves and all that?

We haven't really figured it out yet. That's why it's all about the senses and sense.

Yeah, that's what I heard. That's what I heard. But actually, I have my own answer. It's that your body has become magic itself through magic.

Your body is magical ......?

　Sheila narrowed one eye and looked doubtful.

　It's not a good idea to have a good idea of what's going on.

I'm not sure what the reality of the magic and magic is. I'm sure you'll be able to find a way to make it happen. So let me ask you, is there anything that you 'imagine' when you are passing magic power through your body?

'Err. Image of the object being broken or blown up: ......

　Sheila huffs as she says it.

　She must have noticed. That the magic power is shaking the part of 'the reason for this continent' by the image.

　Then she immediately looked at her arms and began to roar, 'Gugu Nunu~'.

''What are you doing?''

No, I thought I'd get puffy if I imagined it!

　Sheila's arm hasn't changed when she says that.

　Somehow the composition looks stupid.

I'm sure you can do it. But there are aptitudes in the world. Someone who's good at healing, someone who's good at fire-based magic. The same goes for the theory of this body being magical.

Mmm. So you can't do it?

Like I said, it's all in the image. You might even be able to pummel your way through magic manipulation if you're good at it.

　It's kind of funny to see Sheila get miffed, though.

　I continue.

'So, then, what do you think would happen if the magic that's turning your body into magic was also put out of your body?'

'If it's not magic, isn't it just a waste of time?'

'That's a case of not imagining anything, just magic, right?　But this time it's different. Try to influence the 'arm strength to break the object' outside of the body to change this world. It should double in power.

　As I said it, I heard a crunching, damaging sound from another.

　It was from Kåñëa, who had been listening silently until now.

　She seemed to be poking her fingers lightly into the wood, just out of curiosity. He was surprised to see the tree shattered easily.

'Oh no ...... I only put enough force into it to touch it.

'Mmm!　It's not fair!　I was the one who taught him!　Yes, now it's my turn!

　And Sheila strikes a branch tree with her hand sword.

　It was like cutting through space--. The branch tree slid through Sheila's arm like melted butter.

''Oh, shit.''

　I can hear Sheila's f*cked up voice.

　I said with a sigh.

'--transference,'

　He goes to the branch tree further up, involving Kuena and Sheila.

　The branch tree that was there earlier is easily making a clean section and letting its huge body fall down by Sheila's hand sword.

'I'm sorry. I didn't expect it to be so powerful.

'No, I'm honestly surprised at your taste. Normally, I don't think you could have done it just by saying this. Besides, Sheila was able to do it to some extent to begin with.

　So, for the record, I thought I knew about this stuff.

'Oh, you did?　I wasn't aware of it at all, and I wasn't even aware of it.

'It could have been done unconsciously. Or it could have been full of magic. Either way, the more you're aware of it from now on, the better.

　My words make Kåñëa and Sheila grin.

　They must be feeling happy about the fact that they are about to become stronger.

'One more thing. How do you imagine the flow of magic in creating magic?

　Kåñëa answered my question first.

'I was taught to flow like water,'

'Yeah, me too. I mean, that's supposed to be the knowledge that's prevalent on the continent in general.

''That's fine for physical enhancement. But if the 'release system' imagines water, there's unnecessary magic in the details--

　Days pass like this.