My leg fatigue is sucked off rapidly by my socks!

The tiredness of my legs, which was hard to lift step by step, is missing. It's like we're back before exercise.

"Senior, I'm really recovered! What's going on with this?

That's a hell of an effect!

I wanted to know the tease, so I took one of my socks off.

Serlia seems to be interested, too, and she's getting her face closer.

I'm a little resistant to being able to put my face close to my socks... but it doesn't smell that fast, maybe.

"First of all, from a rational point of view - that's the whole sock turning into a black magic magic formation. By the way, if you look closely at the chant, it's woven with yarn."

That part like that letter, was there?

"Ah, master, when you turn it over, you see the chanting thread!

It did have letters on the back!

Bunty seno fuente onduwakui...... I just know that it means pretty advanced black magic. It doesn't seem like something new employees can handle.

"That's what the code says, which absorbs the magic that underlies black magic and converts it for recovery. Note that magic can be efficiently taken from dim places like swamps. You can run as much as you want around the swamp."

"Senior, you said you'd take it, but that, you're doing something unscrupulous and advanced, right?

"Yeah. 3D magic formation. I am able to complete my socks as a magic team for the first time when people wear them and make them work."

As soon as Celia said, "This guy is a genius..." I was stunned.

The concept of 3D magic formations is also known as white magic, but some researchers are finally explaining the concept, and it shouldn't be at the practical level...

Besides, you should be expressing letters in yarn and replacing chants. Too exquisite.

"Junior, you're talented, too. Something similar. Suddenly summoned Sacubus is the proof of that."

Senior Farfistagna said so not prestigiously, but naturally.

I'm sure black magic is for me too, but I still can't do this kind of divine trick. I don't think seniors have been able to do it this year either.

"It's okay, I can teach you about this."

However, I had a hunch somehow that the seniors were too bad at teaching and not at all......

By the way, I don't think it's a transfer of responsibility for what I'm bad at. Because Serlia said she had no idea.

"There, let the thread go through to stroke the dog, let it go around and break the egg from the other side, and knit it it like a little pigeon whimper, like a cow's. So we attack like Kraken, who raises the cry of the Terminator."

"... seniors, I don't know"

Especially if it's "Kraken Raising the Scream of the Terminator" you can't attack it......

"Oh well."

The senior sighed deeply, "Phew..."

"No one has yet mastered my technique. Even you, junior, couldn't..."

I knew you taught badly......

I came back to the president of the company after a period of working safely next to Senior Farfistagna. I almost finished my first month of work.

The president was throwing the ball in the room and letting Kelkel, the user demon, pick it up.

"Oops, Mr. Franz, good job. How was your swamp job?

The president stops the hand throwing the ball.

"The job itself was free"

"That's good. You think it's important to get used to this kind of work at first, don't you? Because every thing has an order."

"Um, boss, I think the main theme of my first job was something else."

The president's dog ears moved tingly. Does this ear move independently?

"Isn't that what you were after, for example, letting amazing seniors touch you and inspire newcomers?

I wasn't so sure, but I felt that way.

I mean, I assigned this President Kerkel because he seemed easy. Oh, my God. I don't think he just decided things. This guy's smarter, and he's a schemer.

"No, Mr. Franz, you have a hell of a comprehension. I wonder if they're reading my mind."

President Kerkel said with his head on.

After all, did you?

"Mr. Farfistagna is undoubtedly an industry-leading ability as a black magic technician. If a lot of people had that technology, there would be something revolutionizing the world called" tireless clothing. "

President Kerkel talks like he does about himself with pleasure.

"It is. One. If she had made similar socks with more versatile white magic, the one that would have become so famous. Most of all, she doesn't seem too willing to be famous in the black magic industry. One."

The president's using demons. The furry dog, Gergel said.

"Now I can see why Mr. Gergel called his senior 'craftsman'."

People who have pride in their technology and live with it, this is just the craftsman.

To be clear, if I knew about this technology, I would be able to build one fortune. Seniors don't think about that at all.

It's a waste in a way, but maybe that's what geniuses are for. Not all the thoughts of a genius go to a conscious system or a money-making system.

Instead, he's a genius because he's beyond away from that.

"This company is more outrageous than I imagined..."

Could it be that instead of being top notch, all super top notch people belong...

Speaking of which, I've heard that in a town called Hernda, where there are a lot of blacksmiths, it's like a town factory that possesses some of the best technology in the world that exists as normal in alleys like anywhere else.

This Necro Grant Black Magic Company might be close to it too.

I know very little of Wang Du's people either, but I do amazing things no matter what you think.

"If I could work with Mr. Farfistagna and get inspired, my purpose would have been accomplished."

chuckled and President Kerkel smiled.

I kind of sifted.

Not out of fear.

It's getting interesting in my heart, I thought.

This company is really exciting!

My salary is good, my life is stable, and I'm starting to feel rewarded.

"You know why I hired Mr. Farfistagna."

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