53-Bloom in full glory!




 
Well it's finally over.

He has a fresh look on his face as if he's done his job, like 'This is the last demon.......'

 I turn my white eyes to Gates, who has rolled over onto his back, and poke him.

 Gates doesn't seem particularly bothered by my gaze and huffs and laughs.

''Well that was a good blow.

a**h*le.

 After that, the goblins called for their friends, and the goblins mixed with straw and high goblins also appeared.

 I was observing them, wondering how they would fight against the goblins in a group of ten, but the action Gates took was to 'call for friends'.

 Fortunately, the carriage was also very close by, so Lumumba, who sensed something strange, immediately cut into the herd, and his Nordic father was ready to fight.

 The goblins were defeated in a clattering manner with such a solid team.

 However, this man, Gates, was different.

 He was knocked down by a single high goblin attack.

 The High Goblin is a demon of the upper class of goblins, a demon with a reddish-brown skin color and a slightly larger stature. However, it is not the size of a large man, but rather a size of one hundred and twenty centimeters or so.

 That high goblin attacked Gates with a club in hand.

 Gates catches the poor cleave with his circular shield.

 There is no particular sense of danger, and I was watching, but all of a sudden Gates deflated and fell to the ground.

 The opponent is a wooden club. In contrast, Gates is a shield made of iron. There is no difference in power and there is no way they can be pushed down. The defense was successful, and to begin with, the way he fell was like weakening, so he wasn't directly hit.

 The High Goblin was also confused when he saw Gates suddenly start to fall, but he took the opportunity to swing his club down.


 Its trajectory was clearly aimed at the sledding jaw, and the thought of "Will it retract if it is struck in the jaw like that?" crossed my mind, but that was in combat.
 I quickly changed my thoughts and gave him a fire lance.

 While I was using my magic to check the goblins that were coming to sack Gates, Roomba came and eradicated them.

 I'm sure you'll be able to find out more about this as well.

 Probably because he let his opponent's impact escape in a strange way, the shield was bumped and hit his long jaw. Probably a mild concussion.

 It's really pathetic.

 And now Rumba and Lowe are ripping off the material and preparing to leave.

 Gates, my escort, is doing nothing.

'It's because he's jawing,'

It's out!

 Gates' mournful cry echoed across the meadow.



 The smell of the goblins' blood might attract other demons, so it's better to hurry to leave.

 Rumba loaded the teary-eyed Gates into the wagon like a piece of luggage, and progress resumed.




 × x x x



 It's been seven days since then, over several villages and towns.

 We haven't encountered any demons since the first day, and we're progressing at a good pace.

 The plan is that we should arrive at the capital by noon today.

 I'm getting tired of spending time swinging around in this small space. At first I was looking at the scenery outside, or even went to the wagon to play with Roomba and Gates, but it's time to stop. I've had enough of playing cards.

'What's next, Bubba, what's next? Poker? Or is it a nervous breakdown?

I want to be a millionaire.

'Well, I guess I'm tired of playing cards.

 I drop the card in my hand and fall backwards, keeping an eye on the two people who are busily collecting cards.

 It's a scene that reminds me of the old reversing game.

 There is a game called "card game" in this world, but it is completely different from the Japanese card game.

 I had a blank card ordered and made it by myself.

 I don't know if the quality of the paper is bad or if it's made of a completely different material, but it's a little rough, but I don't know what to do.

 The blue sky comes into my field of vision as I lie on my back.

 I'd like to unleash some magic to distract myself.

 There's no one else around anyway, so let's just launch a flashy one into the sky.

 I'm not sure if it's a fireworks show. This is interesting and can be used when you want to liven things up.

 If you decide to do so, you act.

 I get up with a light body movement, as if the fatigue I felt earlier is a lie, and point my hand in the air.

''Hm? What's going on?

What do you do?

 They are both confused by my sudden actions.

 I ignore their voices and do an image. Fireworks by fire magic. I bring them up to a certain height and they explode all at once.

 It's beautiful like a flower blooming in the sky.

 I put a little more magic power into it and send the fireball into the sky.

 It goes straight up to the heavens with a hissing sound and eventually flies away with a bong. The explosive flames and dancing flames are also beautiful.

''Whoa whoa whoa!''

 Roomba and Gates clap their hands together with a flurry of applause.

'I know you used some kind of fire magic, but it's funny!

It's going to be nice to do it at night.

Oh, Gates, you know what I'm talking about! The sparks in the night sky are even more beautiful!

 As he says this, Gates gives a thumbs up and shows me his white teeth.

'But I don't know what it is, it's just not enough. I need more of this kind of blah, blah, blah flair.

Okay, I'm going to practice now.

 Ten shots in a row to shoot out of it.

 The flowers in bloom, echoing loudly. Blue and white flames scattering at different temperatures. I tried various things, such as changing the power of the explosions and increasing the volume.

''Hyah-hoy!''

 I don't know how sensitive I would have been if this was at night. I'll show it to Thor when we get back to the village.

 Then the wagon suddenly stops. The inertia causes us to fall to the ground, writhing in a heap.

"....Ow, that hurt. I hit my ass.

Oh, my jaw!

...Oh my God, what is this?

'It's not what? You're not going to scare the horses away!

 Nord Dad came to us groaning, and he came to us.

 I was banned from shooting magic in the wagon and brought back to the carriage.



'Al, don't you want to try to punch out my dress with the magic you just used?

 After taking a sip of tea, Erna's mother suddenly says something careless.

 Hearing those words, Father Nord, who also had a cup of tea in his mouth, seemed to sob.

Not...

 You haven't given up yet, Mother Erna.

'That fabric is so thin and soft, but it burns so well...'

 Mother Erna smiles at me. I'm sorry to say, but I'm not a pervert who wants to burn everything.

 It's been like this since the first day of my firelance. It's back again after seeing the fireworks.

'You'll burn the wagon down if you do that.

I don't mind.

No, Erna! You can't go to a party without it.

That's why.

No! I have a lot of my cookies in there!

Yeah. Then we don't need those cookies you have here.

'That's not the same thing as this! Please give me one!

..........

 Saara doesn't want to get involved in that, but she sits down gracefully and sips her tea.

 Then she takes a bite of her cookie. And a smile on her cheeks.

 I've witnessed how cute she is.

 Then Muko noticed my gaze, her cheeks turned red and she sipped her cup without incident.

 Apparently, she wants me to leave her alone.

 Before things get out of hand, waving another subject, Nord Dad. It's a pretty good trick.

'And by the way, Al, I'm surprised your magic has improved so much.

'It's true! The same thing already happened on the first day, but that Hanabi? Was it? That was amazing too.

That's true. What do you think they're for?

 I reply flatly as the expectant gaze pierces me.

'It's all about colour and sound, that's for entertainment.

".........................

''I knew it, huh?'' an expression that looks like it's going to be a sigh.

''........You're still as useful as ever, Alfried-sama.

 Oh, what's that word for Sarra? Is that a compliment? Are you being disgraced?

Al doesn't seem so stable.

Ha-ha, that's quite something.

But it's interesting. It's beautiful.

 I wonder what they're all talking about.

 I'd like to hear more about what everyone thinks of me for a moment.

''Oh, we can use fireworks to convey information. If you set them off and make a sound, you can tell them where you are, and if you change the color and type of fireworks, you can convey other meanings too! Like I'm going home now.

Absolutely not.

Uh, why?

"That's why you're such a nuisance!

 Eh, it's convenient.