The day after eating the goblin heart, my brother had a terrible hangover.
The Chariot members knew, but they didn't complain.
It seems that Leos and the others are well aware of the advantages and disadvantages of eating monster hearts.
I heard Grandma Carissa say that this is an almost superstitious method, and eating raw monster meat is taboo in the Fatimid religion, but it seems to be more popular among adventurers than I thought.
"So, even though I'm a cat fan, it seems like I know what I'm doing when I see such powerful magic being fired in rapid succession."
"Even so, it's a dangerous approach, so they don't talk about it publicly."
"So, what do you think? Has Fox's magic increased?"
"I'm not that person, so I don't know how much it's going to go up, but it's definitely going to go up."
Gad, who also has the earth attribute, sometimes teaches his brother how to use it. It seems that he is worried about his lack of magic power.
"The size of the magic index does not mean everything, but 10 and 100 are different, and 10 and 1000 are incomparable."
"The value I measured after I left the nest was 32." Since the average for an average adult male is about 120, it's quite low.
Horacio, who was scouted by the Cavaliers, is over 450 years old, so even though I knew about it, I was bummed.
"When my brother registered as an adventurer, the number was 53." It should be much higher than this.
But on second thought, I can only wonder if the magic index will suddenly increase.
"It would be better for my brother and I not to measure the magic index anymore."
It seems that the limp brother is resting in the attic today.
Shure said leave it to me, which made me uneasy, but I went to school and finished my errand.
Schools are also closed during the New Year's Day holiday, but for a shorter period than during the spring and autumn holidays, and students will not go home because of the risk of roads becoming impassable due to snow.
Even with classes closed, being stuck in school might not be much fun.
"Since that attack, the security guards at the school entrance can pass by using facial recognition."
Or rather, as I approached the school gate, security guards gathered around me, asking me to shake my hand and touch them.
"Handshakes are okay, but honestly, I'd rather you not be touched."
The reason why I came to school today is to report to Mr. Renbot on the use of the magic spear magic circle.
I haven't used it in actual crusade yet, but I have practiced at the guild's shooting range, so it has reached a practical level.
Well, it's better to keep quiet about breaking the guild's ironclad standard, but at least showing normal shooting shouldn't be a problem.
Professor Lembert's laboratory was still in a state of nowhere, and when I raised the question of the magic gun, he asked me to go to the shooting range.
"I see, I see, isn't it useless to just increase the magic circle?"
"Yes, if it is adjusted too high, it will require magic power to shoot out, and the speed of the fire bomb will not be released."
"Isn't it useless to change the thickness and compression rate that Hua Wuming mentioned?"
"If you do it on a large scale, or so I would, but I'm a little hesitant about experimenting."
As an ex-con who destroyed guild targets, I was hesitant to use magic that was too powerful.
"I don't know, Hua Wuming. The shooting range here is very well defended. Why don't you try it?"
"No that's"
On the way to the shooting range, Mr. Rembolt kept asking me to use the magic circle of the magic gun on a large scale, but I vaguely refused.
The school's shooting range is shared with security soldiers. Today there are both soldiers training and students practicing on their own.
Soldiers use the left side of the target and students use the right side.
Of course, the magic level is wrong, so the distance on the student's side is about 1/3 of that of the soldier.
The difference in level is probably the difference between a genuine magic gun and an inferior magic gun.
Originally, people with strong magical powers were inspected as soldiers during the leaving ceremony, so it is natural that there should be such a difference.
Claudy was one of the students practicing at the shooting range.
The fire attribute magic used is quite powerful, and the flame temperature and bullet speed seem to be higher than those of inferior magic guns.
"Hua Wuming, long time no see."
"Hey, do you also practice magic on your days off?"
"Yes, during the recent attacks I was acutely aware of my immaturity, so I wanted to grow up a little bit."
"Is that so? Please do your best."
Miguel and his companions were also in the team behind Claudia, but Professor Rembolt didn't seem to see them together.
"Uh, Mr. Hua Wuming, why are you at the shooting range?"
"Just a little help for Professor Rembolt's research."
"Is that so? Oh, I'm sorry for wasting your time."
"No, no, it's okay."
While Claudie and I were talking, Professor Rumbold was talking to the soldiers so they could use the center of the shooting range.
Among the soldiers was Hugo, a candidate for the knighthood of Viscount.
"Hey, Hua Wuming, we meet again."
"Hello, Mr. Hugo, I'm sorry to bother you."
"What experiments are you doing today?"
"Teacher Renbolt taught me about the magic spear magic circle a few days ago, so I plan to show you the results."
"Phew, the magic circle of the magic spear"
When I told him that I would use the magic circle of the magic gun, Hugo narrowed his eyes as if aiming at his prey.
My story spread among the soldiers, and students began to pay attention to me because of the friendly conversations I had with Claudy.
It was indeed a difficult situation to handle, but looking at the expectant look on Professor Lembert's face, I had no choice but to do it.
The distance from the shooting position to the target is about 150 meters, twice that of the guild, but there is no need to worry about falling off midway.
The flaming bullet fired with a dry fist sound cut through the shooting range at a speed suitable for being called a bullet, hit the iron target, and exploded into a large flame of about three meters.
"Oh, so powerful."
"Isn't he a few steps ahead of you?"
The fire bullets fired by the magic gun array seemed to be more powerful than imagined, causing a commotion among the soldiers.
As for the students, they were confused by the gap in strength.
"Awesome! As always, you are awesome, Hua Wuming."
As usual, Professor Rumbold was excited when he saw the results.
"So, Hua Wuming, how much can your power increase?"
"If the power is increased too much, the target will be shattered."
"Tell me what to do"
"Well?"
A request for more strength suddenly came from the side, and Mr. Rembolt and I turned our attention to Hugo.
"It doesn't matter, the target here will not be easily broken."
After saying this, Hugo chanted briefly, then waved his right hand violently.
With a hissing sound that was heavier than mine, a fire bomb one size larger than mine hit the target. The flames seemed to exceed five meters and flew away.
"What do you think? Even if you cast so many magics, the target will not be broken. If it is broken, I will take responsibility."
"Hugo said that the target has not moved. This is indeed true."
Maybe the targets used by the guild have become stronger.
"Okay, then, let's increase our power a little more."
"Haha, I'm looking forward to it."
Hugo might not like a pure adventurer, a catkin, who uses more powerful fire magic than he, a knight cadet, a leopard.
The target that destroyed the guild last time was a magic circle with five times the thickness and compression ratio.
It's likely that increasing thickness and compression will increase bullet speed and increase penetration, so instead of increasing the diameter by 3x, keep the thickness and compression at 3x and activate the magic circle.
Dao Xiu left with a heavy voice, and a flame bullet one size larger than Hugo was shot out, but for some reason, the speed of the bullet seemed to increase too much.
When I hit the target, the walls of the shooting range filled with flames and I could feel the heat.
"Well, target, luckily you're standing."
The target hit by the fire bomb has turned red, but still maintains its original shape.
"Good, not broken Funyaaaaa!"
As I stroked my chest with relief, the glowing red-hot target bent and fell.
But it doesn't matter. Since we didn't walk over this time, the embankment and the wall should not be burned.
"Great! Great, Hua Wuming, that target is said to be able to block advanced magic. Can you also enhance its power?"
"Nyaunya, I can't do this anymore. I can't do this anymore because it's dangerous."
"If I had granted Professor Lembert's wish, I might have destroyed the walls of the shooting range."
"No matter how nice the teacher is to you, if you tear down the wall, you may be told to pay the price."
"Okay, sorry, but I'll give up. It's Hugo, is it okay if I ask you about that goal?"
"Uh, yeah."
Hugo stared absently in the direction of his target until Professor Lembert called to him.
"I wonder how much this goal is going to cost."
"I don't know if I would offend Hugo by spending unnecessary money or writing a letter of apology"
"Professor Hallenberg, please let me have a delicious lunch."
