It's a good idea to have a good time with them.
I'm sure you've been inspired by the fact that Nadia and Lydia were also inspired by the fact that I was somehow inspired by the fact that they were able to train in magic, and they became able to activate magic, even though they were only beginners.
Of course, while training to fly slashes at the training ground in parallel, I lured Orford-san out with honey and received advice, but this one didn't translate well to results.
To begin with, the flying slash might require some other kind of skill, a high level of swordsmanship skill, other than that.
But strangely, the feeling of impatience was slowly fading away.
It was probably because this environment where he was studying with Nadia and Lydia was the safest place he had ever been in this world.
With the support of the two of them, I strive to reach my goal.
I wasn't alone, in fact, the two of them worked harder than I did, so I felt I couldn't lose.
One day when I was repeating those days of training, I was the only one who was called to the guild master's room.
''Excuse me.
"I'm sorry for calling you out on such short notice.
Mr. Orford greeted us and we moved to the mirror.
When I sat down, I was numbed by Mr. Orford's reluctance to open his mouth, and decided to ask him what he wanted to do.
Mr. Orford, is there something urgent you want to talk to me about all of a sudden?
Hmm. As for the slash, time will tell.
I didn't get into the main topic, but started with the story of training, so apparently I might have figured out something about flying slashes.
''That's right. This is all thanks to Orford-san. Does this story mean you've figured out something about slashing?''
No, I've invited you here to share some of the mead you have in your secret collection.
'What? Is that what you wanted, by any chance?
Mr. Orford never called me out on that for the past three months, so I'm not surprised.
Why? Those words come to mind.
As if laughing at it, Mr. Orford turned his eyes out of the window and said.
Hmm. It's a full moon tonight, so I'm not afraid to come out and enjoy myself.
Me? Didn't you say my name before? Does the full moon make you feel uplifted?
If it's not too much, I'd be happy to offer you a drink here, but...
You know what I'm talking about.
I took out two glasses and poured myself a glass of honey wine as a token of my gratitude to Mr. Orford, who was smiling happily, and urged me to do so.
Then let's have a toast.
Yes.
Cheers.
As I sipped on the honey wine, Mr. Orford drank the honey wine in one go.
At that moment, a mechanical sound resounded in my head.
''I've acquired the blessing of the Wind Spirit.
What?
It was so sudden, I froze.
'Whew, whew, whew. Honey wine is good. Would you like another drink?
Delighted that the surprise was a success, and using my ridiculous appearance as a snack, Mr. Orford demanded a bottle of honey wine.
'What? Ah, yes. I don't mind a refill, but is Mr. Orford the spirit of the wind?
No. I'm borrowing Orford's body now.
I'm puzzled by the words.
Had Mr. Orford and the Spirit of the Wind ever been replaced by Mr. Orford? My thoughts are swallowed up in a whirlwind of confusion.
I manage to ask him about this time, pouring honey wine into the wind spirit's glass.
'Well, why was the timing of this?'
'I'd like to hear that one! Why didn't you appear at the fountain for any length of time, after you had blended the hints of wise-making into the materials without telling my Orford? You've been trying to locate the fountain, and you knew something was up, didn't you?
For some reason, I started to get angry, but I guess spirits can write, too.
With such an escape from reality, I tell him my true feelings.
''........When I received that hint, I wanted to become a sage right away and get my holy attribute magic back. If I became a sage, would I really be able to use the Holy Attribute Magic again, I was worried about that. So I wanted to build up my confidence.
Well that's true. By obtaining my blessing, you gain the blessing of the Six Spirits. It will take you longer to fully master the basic attributes than this.
It was the spirit of the wind that spoke to me while looking at me with troubled eyes that seemed to be looking into the abyss, but I was wondering.
''What is that white fruit?''
"If we can get to the area around the World Tree, we'll be lucky. But the ancient forest where the World Tree is located is riddled with dragon species, so with Luciel's current strength, he'll be dead for sure.
I wouldn't want to go out and get it, not even with my well-rounded master and Lionel.
But what is that thing I got from the pantry three months ago? Is it selfish to wish that those were white fruits?
I began to wonder if the last time the wise man was strong enough to take it.
Wasn't he formerly a healer?
As one question after another came up, I decided to ask how the previous wise man who created object X got the white fruit.
''........By the way, how did the person who became the previous wise man obtain the white fruit?''
His Holiness the Pope gave it to him. He needed a wise man for his time.
The Spirit of the Wind turns his face away from me and stares out.
The meaningfulness of his demeanor and statement is very disturbing, but did the Pope want an absolute symbol of the Church, or power?
I felt the air as if I didn't want to talk about it any more, so I decided to ask him what I was most curious about.
''........By the way, if I become a sage, do you think I can use holy attribute magic as I did originally?''
I honestly don't know.
The wind spirit shook its head (headgear) and replied.
Normally, the job of a sage is only available to those who have dedicated their entire lives to the pursuit of magic and have acquired a vast amount of knowledge. You can't blame them for thinking that you have the aptitude to be a wizard.
He replied as he touched his long beard as if in distress.
Well, I can certainly imagine that wise man is not a job that you can easily become when you hear about it.
Hmm. Hmm. The only other people who could become one are those who have received divine blessings. Moreover, Luciel would have the blessing of a spirit and the blessing of a dragon, wouldn't he?
...You don't think it's harmful?
I listened properly, not fooling myself, even though I suddenly felt choked with anxiety.
Then I could hear the auditory hallucination of an overture of despair.
''I'm sure that's why I can't use attribute magic no matter how many times I cast it.
What?
The dragon blessing builds up a strong body, and the spirit blessing makes it harder to use anything other than spirit magic.
He sounds disappointed, but for some reason, his mouth seems to be smiling.
It must be paranoia, but I felt as if the holy attribute magic was crumbling with a sound.
''........Um, isn't that a jam?''
''If you become a spiritist and master spirit magic, you can still be a wise man, right?
The only people like that are the ones in the story.
''Well that's not Lord Leinster or anything like that, is it?
'Oh. Interesting that you know Rain is a wise man.
''........that person is the exception, right? Do you think I can really master spirit magic?
Well, that's usually not possible. But I believe that you have the blessing of the god of destiny in you.
"...Yes. But doesn't this just mean you'll be getting more SP?
Why does the voice of the wind spirit that changed the story feel so light?
Does the spirit think that other people's misery tastes like honey?
However, information that only a wind spirit could provide popped up.
''Woo hoo, that's just a byproduct. It's the greatest blessing that can break the disadvantage of the originally predetermined destiny (samaama), as long as you struggle to die.
''If that's the case, does that mean it's meaningless for you to have taken the Great Luck or High Luck Skills?''
Was it a mistake to respect the great luck teacher and the high luck teacher?
But this time, the wind spirit let out a sigh as he looked at her in dismay.
''Huh~. No matter how much of a blessing you had to be able to bounce back from adversity, without those two, you would have died without even a glimmer of light in the battle against the evil gods.''
I feel somewhat relieved when I hear those words.
'It's fine if it's not a waste of time. Those two skills are the parts I want to cling to.
In the end, you'll cling to luck?
...Isn't that funny?
"Woohoo, I see. If you can work hard, I'm sure you'll be able to become a wise man someday....
For some reason, I stared at the spirit of the wind who was smiling high and decided it was time to eat the white fruit I'd gotten my hands on, relative to the dragon.
Then, in Rockford, I decided to ask Lord Leinster about what he said about things that would lend me strength if I shouted at the fountain.
'As a matter of fact, what would help me if I shouted at the fountain, "Ora is the world's most powerful and fastest Lord Wind who rules the world"?
Where did you get that?
As if in desperation, a pallid air flows from the wind spirit.
'This is Rockford,'
Just when you think you've entrusted me with your airship, Rain's guy leaves behind a hell of a bomb.
The wind spirit was pulling and trembling, but eventually it looked at me and then opened its mouth.
''If you tell anyone, I will revoke your blessing. It's a good idea to have a good time with them. If you don't like it, you will soon forget it.
I could only nod my head in response to being too intimidated.
'Then good ... then tomorrow we'll align your lord with the wind and water dragons. You should hear from the dragons how to use the power of the dragons.
'You haven't been cursed by an evil god?'
I haven't seen him in decades, but I don't feel any different.
'I hope so...'
Well, I'd appreciate it if you'd let me enjoy a little more honey wine tonight.
The wind spirit said that and continued to drink the honey wine.
The next day, we stepped into the place where the wind and water dragons were.