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The next morning, he was able to build a different dimensional magic than before.

The knowledge written in the grimoire from a thousand years ago was great. Reading it had deepened his understanding of dimensional magic considerably. 'Dimensional Attributes' were minor in today's earthly world, but they were major a thousand years ago, so he had no trouble finding material.

Unlike other common attributes, the position of the Dimensional Attribute was special.

According to the book's description, 'dimensional magic' is a talent that everyone has - apparently.

While other attribute magic can't be used for the rest of your life if you don't have the talent, it was even boldly stated that dimensional magic can be used by anyone who is alive.

Everyone has a 'realm' for themselves, and that's what makes it a talent for 'dimensional magic'. It is said that man and beast, stone and cloud - everything without exception has a 'realm' for itself. For example, even this 'world' has a 'realm' for the world itself.

I'm not going to be able to say that I'm not going to be able to do that.

I'm not confused by the fact that it was written so outrageously, but I wasn't confused. Even though it was an abstract explanation that didn't make sense, I could understand it as if it was something I had thought about. I wondered about that, and checked the author, but my name was not in there. But I'm sure it's a sensibility close to mine.

As I continued to read the book amidst my strange senses, the next thing I saw was an explanation of the concept of the word dimension. Unlike earthly books, it's very detailed. It's kind.

First, it starts with the basics that the visible world is made up of one to three dimensions. Then it was followed by an interpretation of the higher dimensions, which continued into the fourth and fifth dimensions. It's more like knowledge of my world than knowledge of magic.

Some of it suggested the existence of parallel worlds and other worlds, so it seemed certain that a gentile like me was involved in the writing.

As I read through that messy interpretation of dimensional magic, little by little I became better and better at handling dimensional magic. It was a feeling of complementing what had been missing for me all along. It's similar to the sensation of remembering something I had forgotten.

The image of dimensional magic that I had been skeptical of becomes solid with the backup of a book. With the conviction that dimensional magic can control everything in space-time - the perfection of the magic skyrocketed.

The image that transcends dimensions has no hesitation at all.

I had the talent from the beginning. What I lacked was the conviction--the conviction.

Dimensional magic, Distance Mute.

The magic that could only be invoked up to the tips of your fingers yesterday is now clothed in one entire arm.

That pale purple luminous arm approaches the table in the room.

And my body and the table overlapped without touching.

The magic was successful.

But every second consumes a huge amount of magical power. My brain, which is processing the information, is screaming. I must activate the true power of this magic as soon as possible.

I rummage through the table to find the core of its very being.

I'm not in the third dimension that you can see, and not in the fourth dimension above that - I'm aiming for my own personal realm, which everyone has, and stretching out my arm.

It's a magical dimension that cannot be described by numbers.

It is a world where only magic power unbounded by common sense exists.

The table has its own ”realm” for the table itself.

I'm going to grab the ”soul” that exists in the ”realm” of the table itself.

The moment I thought I had grabbed something like a stone, I pulled my hand out in one go. Then, he immediately released the 《Distance Mute》.

There was a dull, glowing magic stone in his hand.

The table from which the 『Soul』 was pulled out turned into light and disappeared. It was the same scene as a monster dying in a labyrinth.

''Yo, okay, it's done ......!　Now you can take on the sixty-sixth layer: ......!

After a night of research and practice, I finally finished the Distance Mute.

Although it's impossible to challenge it today due to the remaining MP, I'll be able to try it tomorrow against the Wind Dragon (Elfenries).

Probably, it should be comparable to the one used by the 'Primordial Kanami'. Of course, if they were to use it on living things instead of inorganic substances, the level of difficulty would be much higher.

However, this is a problem that can be solved by consuming magic power. As long as the construction of the magic is solid, the amount of magic power poured into it will make it work for anything. The 《Distance Mute》 is such a no-questions-asked instant death magic.

I put the magic stone in my hand into my 'possession' and look at my arm.

I still feel the sensation of having let them slip into a world of different dimensions.

And at the same time, the magical ”next” sensation of ”Distance Mute” remains.

I'm going to be able to just cover my entire arm with the current me, but the true value of this magic will not be limited to my arm. I'm not sure if it's a good idea, but I think it's a good idea.

I anticipate that once I've succeeded in making the magic work.

I can still be strong.

After confirming this, Ryner comes into the room after finishing making the meal. It looks like he doesn't have time to practice his magic anymore.

I need to get some food soon and go do my work for the day.

After finishing breakfast and reporting my progress to Ryner, I head out to town.

My plans for today are the same as yesterday. I'll be working at Reynand-san's house and Ryner will be monitoring Lord.

When I arrived at the workshop where I work, I found Raynand-san with his eyebrows wrinkled.

I braced myself to see if there was a lot of work to do today, but the answer was quite the opposite.

'There's nothing more to do. I've done too many repairs.'

There are no unrepaired items in the warehouse next door.

It was due to the fact that they kept repairing it at a demonic rate yesterday.

”What, there's nothing there at all?

'Yeah, everything our workshop asked me to do was done. The one in that warehouse was supposed to take about a week to finish ......, but because of the monk's arrival, it was done in a day.

Wasn't the cause not my coming, but my trying to get them to make noise?　I thought, but he chuckled without saying anything.

'Uh, then I guess that means we're done for the day ......?'

No, it's my duty to give the boy a job. I'm not going to give it back to you. ...... Right. I'll have to wait for some urgent requirements and train myself in blacksmithing. It's been a while since I've had a chance to reevaluate my skills.

That was something I was grateful for.

I nodded and agreed that I had no complaints.

'Boy, do you have anything that might help you practice your repairing skills?　Get all you can out of the dimensional magical space of the nukes.

Oh, yes.

The 'possessions' were exposed as a matter of course. I thought there was nothing to hide, so I took out all the weapons and armor I had.

I'm sure you'll be able to find a lot of things that you can use to help you get the best results.

It's a magnificent amount. Hmm, there's some good stuff in there. Rather than ......, there's one thing that stands out as very wasteful.

The first thing Reynand-san spotted was the 'Alais Family's Treasure Sword Lowen'.

''Um, it's a sword made from the magic stone of my best friend's guardian (Guardian).''

...... That's why I like the stone. But what a useless decoration. Take it away and it will be much better. To be frank, it's only apparent.

Yeah.

The ornamentation in ”The Treasure Sword of the House of Alais, Rowen” is still the more mature of Mr. Alibers' works. However, it does not eliminate all the trappings characteristic of his work. If we consider only functionality, there are many areas that need to be cut.

Reynand, who values ability more than appearance, muttered, ”Shall we cut it down?” while touching the decoration around the sword.

Then, it seemed as if the 'Aleis Family's Treasure Sword Lowen' flashed dully. It looked as if it trembled as if it were frightened.

The skill 'Sensitivity' activated on its own and captured the feelings of the dead guardian (Guardian).

''Su, I'm sorry, Reynand-san. It seems like the sword itself doesn't like it, so can I stop it?

The sword itself?　Can the boy hear the sword?

Mr. Reynand did not doubt the truth of my near-worldly statement. Rather, he seemed to be curious.

''No, its sword only. ...... probably.''

What. Boring.

I just don't know what the future holds.

I know that the 'magic stone' is a 'soul'. Depending on how you use dimensional magic, you may be able to hear voices from armor that uses the 'magic stone'.

Hmm. If this waste of a sword isn't good enough, these guys will be next.

Reynand-san points to the items I found in the labyrinth.

As I recall, I found these items when I was treasure hunting with Rastiara around the 33rd level. It was written as 'mental pollution' in the 'label', so they have all been destroyed.

''These broken armaments are quite a sight to behold.

That would be true. The fact that it was in the labyrinth means that it is a thousand years old. It was only natural that it would suit Mr. Raynand's eyes.

''Can Mr. Raynand-san fix it?''

'Call Outs,' 'Alurcon Face,' 'Blood Sword,' and other things that were originally unusable due to mental pollution, and I get my hopes up.

''We'll have to try them out. Basically, it's impossible to repair something with a broken sword blade, but some things can be fixed if you try. ...... Okay, let's touch these areas today, shall we?

Mr. Reynand pulls out a different tool from a shelf in the corner of the workshop than the one used for repairs. It's a tool I've seen before in the workshop at Mr. Alibers' place. It's similar to the one used to create magic tools.

''It's a little different from the tools I used yesterday.

The armor is made of magical stones. You will find that some of them are made with magical knitting techniques. You'll need these tools if you want to fix that too.

I see.

It seems to be much different from just repairing iron products. However, it looked like he could practice creating magical tools in an unexpected way.

'Can the monk write a magic formula?

I can write the whole thing slowly.

Thanks to a little practice with Mr. Allivers, I can write the basic stuff. I'm confident that I can write even the most difficult stuff while learning from him.

Then let's do it. This is the magic writing tool we use. There are a lot of special things that can be used to repair magic stones, so be careful. For example, it's used to polish up the scratched areas with this...

Reynand carefully explains the tools to me.

The handling of the tools is a far cry from yesterday.

Perhaps because of that easy to understand explanation, I was able to understand the procedure for repairing magic tools right away.

And after consolidating my knowledge, it's just a matter of putting it into practice. He picked up the broken armaments and began to repair them.

He would fail at first, but they were broken to begin with. I will not hesitate to let them add to the growth of the skill 'Blacksmithing'.

''Well then, I'll do it--''

With Mr. Reynand beside me, I start swinging my mallet. If it's a copy of the movement, I've already finished it. I connect the broken 【Blood Sword】 sword's blade together and repair the light helmet 【Alarcon Face】 with a hole in it.