It’s a strange feeling to be able to understand the situation within a ten-meter radius without having to see it with your eyes.
I checked out the adventurers making noise in the tavern downstairs, noticed the small animals behind the inn, went “wow…” at the man sneaking around in the next room, and pulled myself back to consciousness.
…And, apparently, I can’t get a good grasp of what’s under the ground, even within range. It’s not just the labyrinth that I can’t see through.
I regained my composure, focused on [Magi Location], and tried to imagine it expanding its range.
The magic in this world is a lot more flexible than I had first thought. I could increase the power of the spell by pouring more magic power into it, I could move [Holy Fire] around freely, I could limit the range of [Holy Light], etc… Oh, and I guess I could do the same with chant-less casting. Anyway, with practice, I can change the magic with an image to a certain extent. It’s a good idea to keep practicing, so I can expand the range of [Magi Location].
As I continued to practice, the range of my Magi Location gradually expanded to one meter, four meters, eight meters, and the information I could grasp gradually faded as I did so.
Apparently, the wider the range, the lower the accuracy.
As I continued my trial and error, thinking that this was inevitable, the effect of [Magi Location] suddenly disappeared. The world that I had been able to see suddenly became invisible, and what I saw with my eyes became everything.
The feeling of omnipotence and omnipresence disappeared, and a strange sense of loss spread in my heart. This is time over. The effect time is up. The [Magi Location] loses its effect in about an hour or so.
But it’s interesting because using it on the ground is very different from using it in a dungeon where there are no people and little information.
I activate [Magi Location] with a whisper and leave the room.
I walked down the corridor and down the stairs, and as I waded through the adventurers trying to get to work first thing in the morning, I returned the board with my room number on it on the first floor and left the inn.
I had practiced until late last night and was probably a little sleep-deprived. I think this might be the first time I’ve stayed up this late since I came to this world… No, when I went to the Forest Village, I was up late during the lookout shift.
Slowly following the road to the dungeon where people and carts come and go, I immerse myself in the nostalgic memories.
Somehow, I often remember things in Rankfurt these past few days. Am I feeling regret? …hmm, there may be some regrets, but I wonder if I am regretting it all.
As I look down a side street from the main street, I see a stall selling fruit in the back, and I turn into that side street.
“Welcome! I recommend the Appol, freshly picked yesterday.” (Shopkeeper)
“Two for one copper! I’m quite conscientious, you know.” (Shopkeeper)
I think about this as I compare Appol with a fat, bearded street vendor who smiles a big smile.
I can’t really trust anyone who says that kind of thing …
Is this okay?
“How about four coppers for ten Appols?”
“Hey, that’s not right. If I sell it at such a price, I will get my neck wrung! No, I will be killed by my wife before that! How about nine for four copper coins.” (Shopkeeper)
I had a lot on my mind and tried to negotiate, but the street vendor’s fake cajoling became too much for me, so I decided to end it right away.
I guess I’m not cut out for price negotiations.
“…I’ll take it.”
“Yes! Thanks for buying!”
I carry the bag, which is a little heavier with eight Appols in it. As I bite into the appol in my left hand.
That’s all I can say about the taste.
I’ll never buy from that old man again!
With this in mind, I continued to pour the astringent taste of the chewed food into my stomach, feeling the weight of the remaining eight pieces pounding against my back.
I entered the dungeon, paid a silver coin to the bearded soldier I often see in the morning, and went down to the first floor.
I was a little surprised to find the room of the monument more densely populated than usual, but I weaved my way through the adventurers to the monument and transferred to the 21st floor.
After confirming the transfer, I go up the stairs to the 20th floor, I moved about 30 meters along the perimeter on the right side and stop at the right corner.
“–I knew it would happen…”
A prediction that I had expected, but didn’t want to be true.
As a result of the training, the radius of the Magi Location has expanded to more than fifty meters, and there are signs of people being caught in the range.
I’m sure it’s enough for now, though I’ve expanded the area of effect so much that all I can see is that there are people. The fact that I was able to confirm that people were coming up from the 21st basement floor was what was important.
Unintentionally, I groan, “Ooh…”
I knew it. I knew it.
They can’t be so easily convinced.
“I think it’s time…”
I dropped my half-eaten appol on the ground and started walking again.
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