Chapter 11 (1/2)

The next morning.

While eating breakfast with Arisa, I was hearing about the dragon.

Near the laboratory and some majuu meat, I was gulping down a vegetable sandwich.

”Arisa, in the end, what happened to the dragon? Did we defeat it?”

Arisa had already finished her breakfast, and was *jii* watching me with her cheek on the table.

”Of course. After that, I froze it’s remains and just carried you home.”

”In other words……”

*Nikori*, Arisa smiles.

”Starting from today on, we'll be collecting the dragon's remains piece by piece. Speaking of the dragon, everything from the top of its head to the tip of its tail is a treasure. For a while, we'll be going on a picnic everyday.''

Today's bento has already been made. It's put inside a bento box larger than my head, and is on top of the desk.

”……I see, let's give it our best.”

I make a bitter smile.

……It doesn't seem like a day where I can relax like yesterday will come for a while.

In the end, from today on begins the collection of the dragon's carca.s.s……although it'd be good to be enthusiastic, by using my s.p.a.ce magic, it's possible to move large amounts in a single trip even while taking a break.

Since that's that, we were able to move all of the dragon's body to the barn in a single day.

On that day, it was decided that we'd move each part of the dragon onto one of Arisa's ice sleds.

”Haa~.”

Involuntarily, I release a sigh.

I heal my fatigue from work in the bath.

In the dressing room, Arisa repeatedly:

”……E,Ed? How's the water temperature? You must be tired, I'll wash your back.”

says things like that, but I politely refuse her.

If Arisa comes in here, it won't end with only that⸺I get a feeling like that.

Right now I want to relax, and rest.

”……I'm coming in now.”

It felt good, so I took a long, leisure bath.

I'm sort of dizzy.

With my blood rus.h.i.+ng up to my head, I get out from the bath, change into my sleepwear, and used a magic tool to help heal my injuries.

By the way, my sleepwear had already been prepared prior to my summoning.

……I haven't heard the reason why.

My back is squirming,

……It feels like there's something creeping on my back.

”……This tickles.”

When I return to the living room, Arisa, who just came out of the bath, saw me, and *kusu* laughed.

”Your back is itchy? Too bad. The rats are desperately trying to heal your injuries.”

”……Ugu.”

That's right.

In order to treat my injuries from the fight with the dragon, I'm using a magic tool called 'Healing Rats'.

It's a rat-type magic tool that automatically moves near your injuries and heals them.

According to Arisa, this is an excellent magic tool that anyone can use because it works by absorbing the user's magic power. These rats often take care of me after the daily training, but I can never get used to this squirmy feeling.

To distract my consciousness from my back, I ask Arisa some questions.

”Was the one who made this a sorcerer other than you? In the first place, what's a sorcerer? Is it different from a magician?”

Arisa thinks about that for a bit.

”What is a sorcerer……huh?

I've never met any other sorcerers, so I can't really talk about them, but it's a rare chance, so do you want to talk?”

The discussion will become longer, so Arisa prepared black tea and some more cookies.

(……If you eat too much at night you'll get fat? Arisa?)

I think that, but I don't say it.

”Anyways, a magician is someone who can exercise magic according to their images within the 'range' that their magic can reach. And among magicians, you're categorized depending on your abilities.

First, attributes.

There are basically 4 attributes of magic. Ed, your [s.p.a.ce] attribute is an exception.

The one I use is [fire].

I can change the temperature within my 'range'.

I can make high temperatures, or low temperatures.