Another World’s Good Swindler 228

Chapter 228 – Will It Be Okay?

“Can you move magic?”
“Uh, wait a minute…”

In the past, in the anthill, he had succeeded by pouring magic into the staff he had stolen from Seirwin, and he also used magic when trying to save Hergel.
I’ve never learned anything, but somehow I know how to use magic. It’s staggering, unstable, and slow, like riding a bicycle after a long time, but for now, I can move at my own will.

I closed my eyes and focused my consciousness in my body.
The size of the mana crouching around the pit of the stomach is the size of a basketball. At first glance, it is a huge sphere, but if you concentrate your consciousness and look closely, you can see that it is a huge sphere made of thin threads.
If you carefully pull on the tip and slowly and slowly raise it up, the magic attribute will begin to rise roughly, causing some noise, like a slow, mismatched frequency.

“It moves. Follow my magic.”

Natalya’s magic began to move slowly, as if guiding the way. Following Natalya’s magic, she slowly began to move.
It still doesn’t work out Like attaching a weak magnet to a heavy object and leading it only with magnetism from a distance, it is dragged slowly without feeling the touch.
Unlike when they were gathered around the pit of the stomach like a sphere, the presence of the extracted magical power was so faint that if consciousness was disturbed even a little, it returned to the pit of the stomach like a tape measure that had missed its end.

“Hmm… !”
“Are you okay. Do it slowly, calmly.”

Natalya’s soft voice calms my mind.
I refined my consciousness again and slowly and precisely led the thread of magical power.
Before I knew it, sweat began to form on my forehead and trickled down.
Left arm, left foot, right foot, right arm, head… After going around the whole body, it returns to the stomach again.

“It’s done.”
“Whoa…”

At Natalya’s words, he let out a deep sigh and opened his eyes.
His whole body was soaked with sweat, and his mouth smelled slightly sweet.

“It’s my first time, so it took a while.”
“Hmm? Uh…”

At Natalya’s words, I turned my gaze to the outside, and the sun had already set, and the orange setting sun was coloring the room.

“I think it started around noon, but it’s already dinner time?”
“It takes a long time at first. From now on, you have to do what you did now every day. Until all the magical energy accumulated in the pit of the stomach is released and disappears.”
“This… ?”

After doing it once, I’m exhausted, but is it that I have to invest 6 hours every day in this kind of hard work?

“This is the first time, so it took a long time because I had to find the road, but from now on, it won’t be difficult because all you have to do is follow the road I made together.”
“Um… Okay?”
“I am also doing it every day. I go around once and it takes less than a minute.”
“You said it wouldn’t take a minute?”

It took me 6 hours to do one time, Natalia says it takes less than a minute. Once again, I realized how outstanding Natalya’s genius was.

“Didn’t you say that you have to repeat it until all the magical energy accumulated in the pit of the stomach is released and disappears?”
“Yes, mana has the property of gathering at the center of the body, so if left alone, it will gather at the center of the body and form into a ball. It is important to release this well and spread it throughout the body.”

In short, it seems to be a story about making pizza dough like dough by spreading it well. It spreads the mana accumulated in the center of the body along the rim of the body.

“But why do you have to do this?”
“It’s about getting used to the way you use magic. And also to use magic more quickly.”
“A story about getting used to moving and getting faster?”
“There is that, but the moving distance is different between plucking from the pit of the stomach and plucking from the outline of the body, right?”
“You pull it out?”
“As I’ve said before, magic is an action that manipulates the energy that spreads around the world by moving the magical power inside the body like an invisible hand. In terms of cooking, mana is a cooking tool, and energy is a food ingredient. Just as you cook food ingredients with cooking utensils and make them into dishes, you rub energy into magic and turn it into magic.”
“Aha… So you’re saying that in order to use magic, you have to draw this mana out of your body?”
“Yes that’s right.”
“…”

It is difficult to move inside the body, but it is not easy to bring it out of the body.

“Anyway, you mean you have to get used to moving your mana while repeating this, and you also have to loosen the piled up in the pit of the stomach, right?”
“Yes, it is difficult to control when they are stuck in the pit of the stomach. You can think of a ball of thread. Isn’t it easier to pull out something that’s well-unwrapped than to pull it out from a clump? Besides, mana is easily swayed by people’s emotions.”
“You’re swept away?”

Usually, when watching cartoons or novels, wizards feel like mathematicians who use complicated calculations, but the reality is different. To be swept away by the emotional state of mana. No, the magicians of this world are also priests, so it might be different from the beginning.

“Yes. That’s why it’s dangerous when mana is accumulated in the pit of the stomach. Perhaps the stomach churn that Hanseong-nim said was because he was swept away by his emotions because he was thinking anxious thoughts in a state where mana was concentrated in the pit of the stomach. If you solve this well and get rid of it, most of it will be solved?”

At Natalya’s words, the worries I had until now began to disappear like snow.
It is a story that it is a natural phenomenon that mana stirs and upsets the inside whenever a thought stabbed by conscience.

“Then every morning this… Hmm… What should I call you?”
“Each school has a slightly different name, but it is usually called meditation.”
“I see. Meditation… If you meditate every morning and turn the mana around your body one by one to loosen the clumps in the pit of the stomach, you’re saying that the nagging feeling in your stomach will go away, right?”
“Yes.”

I still don’t know why I have a mana full of death energy in my body, but at least it’s a great relief to know that I can handle it however I want.

“Didn’t I say that the magical energy inside me is tinged with the aura of death?”
“Should I say that I am wearing it or should I say it as it is? Ordinary people’s magic is pure and has no energy, but the magic that Hanseong has is different. It’s probably because he’s an incarnation.”

I am not an incarnation.
So that’s not a reason.
But I can’t tell Natalya about that.
Fortunately, it is said that the thing that turned my insides upside down is called mana reflux, a reaction of magical power according to emotional state, so if you meditate well as Natalya taught you, it will surely be resolved.
No matter what the energy is, it’s the same mana for now, so there shouldn’t be a big problem.
As the anxiety subsided, I began to feel hungry.

“Ugh, I’m hungry…”
“Huam… Done… ?”

Roin, who had fallen asleep again, woke up stretching on the sofa opposite.

“Were you sleeping?”
“Huh. It seems like the two of you are taking a long time.”
“If you sleep like that, you won’t be able to sleep at night?”
“Are you going to let me sleep at night?”

The old man, who was lying loose, slipped his collar and exposed his chest.
On top of her already voluptuous breasts, she could see a round pink areola that was inflated and easy to suck, and a nipple protruding from the center.
As soon as I saw the nipple that I couldn’t get tired of biting and sucking on every night, my blood rushed to my lower body.
The old man glanced at my lower body and smiled, raising the corner of his mouth.

“First, let’s have dinner. Didn’t you eat lunch?”
“Oh, that would be nice.”

Since Mt. Geumgang is said to be after a meal, it might be a good choice to eat before having sex.

*****

Every morning, every time I wake up in a damp bed, I wonder if I should bring another bed.
However, even if you bring a bed for sex and a bed for sleeping, if you lie on a new bed with a sweaty body while having sex, you have no time to do anything about a disgusting morning.
As long as you wash up after sex and go to bed, there will be no problem sleeping in a new, dry bed, but the problem is that my girls always faint during sex and fall asleep right away.

Is that all? In the first place, with the mindset of a citizen when I was collecting gold, I scraped up every last drop and wrapped it up, tired of teasing my back, and fell asleep with my cock inserted into my pussy.
So I can’t even wash it off.

Sex and a wet bed are fates that cannot be changed, no, fate.

“Okay…”
“Huh…”

Carefully, I pulled myself away from Natalya.
As the cap of her glans, hardened by the morning erection, scratched the vaginal wall, Natalya let out a sweet groan as she twisted her body in her sleep.

“Huh…”
Pong!

As her cock was completely pulled out, Natalya’s cunt fell, kissing her glans deep, begging him to come back next time.
She sprawled out on her bed, feeling her shoulders and back quiver.
Beside her, Natalya and Roin are asleep, soaked in semen.

Looking back, this is a very strange thing.
Was it strong enough to make two women, or at most four, faint in one night and turn them into pickled semen?
The answer is of course ‘NO’.
If I had this much stamina, I wouldn’t have had to go to sleep from my previous life to have A-yeong fuck me after fucking me in the morning and noon.
Of course he wouldn’t have died.

A question that starts to arise once in a while grows back and forth.
When I threw myself into the gate to come back to life, I collided with the god of death and was sucked into the gate together.
I was sucked into the gate with the god of death, but when I opened my eyes, I was alone and the god of death was nowhere to be found.
Only the equipment that the god of death had was lying next to me.
At that time, I hurriedly left with a sense of relief that the death god had not followed me, but thinking about it for a while, it was a very strange thing.
Where did the death god go?
I said that the lions pass through the gate at different times, so did they fall in a different time zone than mine?
No, in the first place, could she survive if the god of death passed through the gate?

Elina’s illustration is complete.