Regarding the evolution of the trash skill 「prediction」 into 「everything I say becomes true」Living a

"I've been waiting for you"

I arrived at the scene of Mr. Alchemist's workshop.

The alchemist greets me with a full smile.

"Thank you for your nomination"

"No. Thanks for the nomination."

We laugh at each other.

Nice, this kind of relationship.

But there's something I need to make sure of.

"I plan to load 500 bricks today"

"Of course, it's okay for 500."

"Last time I had a short time, but I loaded 500. It's 500 today, even if it's a long day."

"That's asking the Civil Guild people"

"So, it's the price, but the nomination fee comes in, so it's six big copper coins."

"I hear that, too. I said it could be more, but they said it was a decision."

"Exactly. Six big copper coins in a load of 500. Would you accept that?

"Sure, that's ok"

After all, we need to make sure the terms are checked.

If he was going to change that weirdly, he had decided to reject it, whether it was the owner or the supervisor.

"There's one more thing I'd like to confirm."

"What?

"Yesterday's people, what didn't work?

"Not at all anymore"

"If you like, where that person did it, will you show me?

"Look, it's awful."

He says I did it and he's doing it.

Check out how to load bricks.

"Oh, you do have some subtle discrepancies"

"I guess so."

"But I don't think it's a problem with intensity."

"Really? That's not all. There's a bad part."

"What else happened?

"Tempo."

"Tempo?"

What's a tempo? When I looked at him, the alchemist showed me.

"You're supposed to be loading bricks. This is how it piles up."

Oh, you're a good imitator of body movements. It really feels good that I am loaded. [M]

"Here's what happened to the man yesterday."

Yeah, it will, right, normal. There is no unity in movement. Fast or slow.

"I saw it loaded, and I got upset"

Uh, I guess that is. Because the alchemist who lived me loaded seemed to enjoy it.

But I don't know about asking a bricklayer for that.

"Well, I'll just have to pile it up normally."

"I could say so."

"Hmm? That's the kind of mouthpiece that some people don't."

"Actually, I need a favor."

Shit. If you find out I'm loaded, you're gonna have to say something hard.

"I want you to use this."

Bye. That's the alchemist who said the sound effects with his mouth.

Remove the cloth that was sprinkled on the brick.

What was there was a strange brick.

In the first place, is it a brick?

The size, along with regular bricks, is transparent.

Glass brick.

That, too, is not only of normal clear glass, but also of colored glass.

"What is this?

"You'll see, won't you? Glass bricks."

"Well, you got that"

"Pfft. I don't want you to be an alchemist. It's all a special brick made of alchemy."

"What, did you make bricks out of alchemy?

When it comes to making bricks, dirt magic is the market.

It is also considered magic that is not of great value.

When it comes to alchemy, it is thought that it is more amazing to make items than ordinary magic.

Yet I've never heard of an alchemist who uses alchemy to make bricks.

"The atelier part was going to use the top as a window so the light could come in."

"Oh, you're going to blow through the ground and second floors into a structure,"

"Yes, yes. So, let the light in from the top"

"Yes."

"But I changed my mind and thought of making it a glass brick."

"Huh."

The thought of this guy is a little scary.

I think I'll just come up with the idea of "why, do that" and do it fine.

"Alchemy is about spiritual unity. So I want to put in some color glass and make it an atelier that incorporates the power of light."

Something made me a dream face with my eyes closed.

I guess you're imagining a raised atelier.

"Uh, I know exactly what you want. It's the last part of the curve that's piled up today."

"That's right. I've had scaffolding built properly, so I can do it."

Yeah, scaffolding made of solid bamboo is available.

He even hung me up the ladder, so I'd safely pile up the bricks.

"But when it comes to using color glass bricks, order matters, right?"

"You've noticed something nice."

"Don't you have a piece of paper or something that says the order?

"None"

"What, then how?

No way, I wouldn't tell you to leave it to my taste or anything.

I don't like that. I don't like paintings.

"The alternative is well developed"

Oh, I look oddly happy.

That, too, looks like a kid who came up with a fling.

I guess it's some bad way to do it.

I don't know how.