Don’t even mention monsters—at this point, even an old granny by the roadside could tell he was getting ready to use Magic.
So, he still had to practice more.
It was inconvenient in the carriage, after all, so now that he was back at the base, he planned to use these few days of rest to practice this Spatial Magic more.
He closed his eyes and once again settled into meditation.
A blue halo appeared under him again.
A few seconds later, his body vanished from the bench once more.
Far away.
At the window of a building, the receptionist lady who had been propping her chin up in a daze suddenly looked like she had just witnessed something unbelievable.
She rubbed her eyes.
By the time she finished rubbing, the figure of the captain who had been sitting on the roadside bench had disappeared without a trace.
"So it really..."
"Was just my imagination."
"Did I start fantasizing again?"
Thinking of how, in last night’s dream, that figure had been completely at her mercy, her cheeks couldn’t help but flush.
What you dream at night is what you think of by day.
Apparently her fantasies had gotten too out of hand; they were starting to affect reality now.
She rubbed her rosy cheeks.
She couldn’t help reminding herself inwardly to pull herself together.
It didn’t matter what happened in a dream, but if she accidentally overstepped in real life, her job might well be saying goodbye to her.
Still...
"You can’t put all the blame on me, right?"
"Who could see him and not get a little light-headed?"
...
Gauss had no idea that a single Casting of his had sent some receptionist’s imagination running wild, to the point she was starting to question her own sanity.
He was just steadily practicing Magic.
As blue light flashed all over the manor, his figure kept appearing in different places.
"Captain, sir, what brings you here?"
In the workshop, Ivan turned his head, saw him, and got such a fright he visibly shuddered.
"It’s nothing, you just keep working."
As soon as he finished speaking, blue light rose up.
Ivan had just opened his mouth to respond when Gauss’s figure suddenly vanished again.
He blinked, and after a brief moment of confusion, realized that Gauss was practicing Magic.
He turned to look at the unloading workers who were already staring dumbfounded.
"Don’t just stand there spacing out, get back to work."
"There’s extra food tonight."
"Okay! Great!"
The workers tossed that abrupt scene to the back of their minds.
Although they felt Gauss’s teleportation ability was a bit incredible, once the initial shock passed, it wasn’t that hard for them to accept.
After all, they already knew that this seemingly young captain was terrifyingly strong.
The members who had gone out with Gauss on this trip had, of course, told the temp workers who’d stayed behind all about it.
The workers went back to work.
"Heave-ho!"
"Heave-ho!"
Watching the workers move like they’d been injected with chicken blood, their enthusiasm and pace both kicked up a notch, Ivan fell into thought.
"So just having the captain show his face once has this kind of effect?"
Gauss’s practice grounds were not limited to inside the manor.
After he discovered that the farther he teleported, the better the training effect, his figure started appearing frequently on the surrounding streets—though he had already filed a report with the Adventurer’s Guild in advance.
As time passed, urban legends about blue flashes of light gradually started spreading around the streets near the Red Dragon Team manor.
It was said that within the few seconds a blue light flickered, you could see a man as handsome as a holy spirit, his body radiating a divine glow.
Some particularly superstitious believers decided this was their piety moving the gods, causing a divine manifestation.
Maybe it was all in their heads, or maybe it was just a rumor snowballing as it spread.
According to the few people who claimed to have witnessed it, after seeing that azure divine light, everything they did the rest of the day went unusually smoothly, as if they’d been blessed.
As a result, over the next few days, people kept coming, drawn by the rumors, just to chase after that streak of blue light.