If you want to start practicing "Golden Fucking" from pebbles to tunnels, stones are even less efficient. This is no good.
I try it with iron with higher purity made of iron chunks.
Yeah, it's reasonably smooth.
A kilometre of iron can move in easy victory.
For this minute, there seems to be no problem with the control, but I think there is a problem with the amount of magic that I thought I could use.
It's like doing a lot of waste anyway.
If you're flying in the sky and your magic runs out, you're dead.
Ha! That's why everyone doesn't fly in the sky!
So you don't have to go out of your way to fly something you can walk on.
That's right.
When I was young, was I still weird when I said I wanted to fly in the sky?
Well, good luck with that.
Days I can float iron in the garden when I get home from school.
Gradually the weight and speed increase and repeat going up or down like an elevator.
It's tough if you hit something with too much momentum, so you're only moving it up and down.
By the way, magic releases are still going properly, not without rest every day.
It's magic flowing through the trees in the garden.
But there is still no change in the tree.
It's better than throwing it away, I hope.
And the season is summer.
Curse kept the open-air bath in a water bath and practiced gold manipulation (kinkuri) while soaking. It is a training landscape that is about to run out of bees if the magic teacher sees it.
Curse was about to move a certain thought into action on this day. That's...
It is to float every bath and every hot tub.
A water bath outside on a hot day, objectively a slave potato wash, but it's a luxurious pleasure for Curse.
I guess you wanted to try and be even more luxurious there.
Totally difficult.
"Because it's pretty heavy. Nah, let's at least just get the outside soil out of the way.
An iron hot tub full of water, lightly over a ton. But if I could do this, the sky would be so easy to fly.
"Kinkuri"
No, I'm not scared. No, I don't rattle, but I don't float. Was the boulder impossible?
I can't even breathe wind in from the bottom because I haven't floated around like an aid in wind manoeuvres.
All right, I gave up.
Let's keep practicing normally.
Thirty kilometers of iron, by the way, can raise it to about five hundred mails above.
It is a good pace for about five minutes to go up and down.
If the experiment earlier had been halfway successful, it would have fallen from the height there to every hot tub.
There will be nothing that can stop a few tons of metal chunks from falling. Curse was lucky there wasn't an accident.
By the way, that evening, the bath had been re-made into a pool.
If you want to start practicing "Golden Fucking" from pebbles to tunnels, stones are even less efficient. This is no good.
I try it with iron with higher purity made of iron chunks.
Yeah, it's reasonably smooth.
A kilometre of iron can move in easy victory.
For this minute, there seems to be no problem with the control, but I think there is a problem with the amount of magic that I thought I could use.
It's like doing a lot of waste anyway.
If you're flying in the sky and your magic runs out, you're dead.
Ha! That's why everyone doesn't fly in the sky!
So you don't have to go out of your way to fly something you can walk on.
That's right.
When I was young, was I still weird when I said I wanted to fly in the sky?
Well, good luck with that.
Days I can float iron in the garden when I get home from school.
Gradually the weight and speed increase and repeat going up or down like an elevator.
It's tough if you hit something with too much momentum, so you're only moving it up and down.
By the way, magic releases are still going properly, not without rest every day.
It's magic flowing through the trees in the garden.
But there is still no change in the tree.
It's better than throwing it away, I hope.
And the season is summer.
Curse kept the open-air bath in a water bath and practiced gold manipulation (kinkuri) while soaking. It is a training landscape that is about to run out of bees if the magic teacher sees it.
Curse was about to move a certain thought into action on this day. That's...
It is to float every bath and every hot tub.
A water bath outside on a hot day, objectively a slave potato wash, but it's a luxurious pleasure for Curse.
I guess you wanted to try and be even more luxurious there.
Totally difficult.
"Because it's pretty heavy. Nah, let's at least just get the outside soil out of the way.
An iron hot tub full of water, lightly over a ton. But if I could do this, the sky would be so easy to fly.
"Kinkuri"
No, I'm not scared. No, I don't rattle, but I don't float. Was the boulder impossible?
I can't even breathe wind in from the bottom because I haven't floated around like an aid in wind manoeuvres.
All right, I gave up.
Let's keep practicing normally.
Thirty kilometers of iron, by the way, can raise it to about five hundred mails above.
It is a good pace for about five minutes to go up and down.
If the experiment earlier had been halfway successful, it would have fallen from the height there to every hot tub.
There will be nothing that can stop a few tons of metal chunks from falling. Curse was lucky there wasn't an accident.
By the way, that evening, the bath had been re-made into a pool.
