Isekai Mahou wa Okureteru!

- Since the Mizumings were called to this world and asked to crusade against the Demon King, two weeks have passed.

It was now estimated that preparations for the Battle of the Demon King of Trinity of the Brave were already under way, and that in a few more days there would be a prospect of exit.

As the training of the brave carried him steadily in that way, Shuiming said, he was currently reading the books of this world in a room addressed to him.

Wide, shallow, allowances or gradually in terms of genre. The reason for this was to get more information about this world that we came down to. After a long day, King Armadiyaus told me that I could not return to the world I was in. It was new to my memory that I had been summoned by Gala, but for that reason Mitsumi was forced to live in this world.

Though at first there was only outrage at irresponsible summons, now I don't care that much either. Instead, can I just say that I don't have the time to care. More than that, it is a matter of getting busy killing.

That is the acquisition of knowledge.

Much of what we still study is the basics of this world's culture, laws, various units, etc., indiscipline, and whether or not we have a relationship with the other world. As mentioned earlier, we're going to live in this world. With or without them alone, it changes dramatically whether we can blend in without resistance to life in different worlds, or whether we cause all the big problems.

Fortunately, the influence of Yingjie's summons, or Shuiming, was more than just the words of this world, even the letters of this world, were comprehensible. Because of this, we are able to read books from different worlds without the help of anyone.

Regarding the handling of the knowledge acquired, remember it as it is, or the contents that seem important are memoired and sorted out on the white surface spelled out in the magic that was originally put in the bag.

Now, the amount of information I've gotten since I got here was pretty good.

And the book that Shuiming is reading right now is a description of the mythology of this world. The story is that a hero who inherited the power of God defeated the dragon species who were trying to close the world to darkness. Apparently, this hero Tan is an orthodox story widely known in this world by oral biography and books, and Shuiming was also reading this book to breathe between studies.

I proceeded to the page thinking it was interesting inside, and when I realized, the story was somehow over. In the end, the story was beautifully wrapped up with the wording that the brave men who defeated the dragon species were welcomed with joy by everyone, and that they lived amicably and happily with everyone, and that the story continues to be told today.

(Brave man, hey...)

Close the book with patari and whine everywhere.

Now, whatever the story of the hero who defeated the dragon, speaking of this brave man who was interested in riding the Demon King crusade, he had been learning how to fight and magic carefully from Astel's Kingsguard Knights and court demon mentors for the Demon King crusade with the water tree who decided to accompany him for the past two weeks.

Whether from the Knights Chief or not, in addition to swordsmanship and fighting, horseback riding. From the court magician, he uses all sorts of magic.

It was an overly unscrupulous penetration and hard schedule of two weeks, but with regard to its content, Shuiming also wants to shut her mouth. Probably in the sense of the better.

(Ha...)

When I think of Trinity, Mizumi sighs. Sometimes I only had the means to get information from outside the windows looking at the practice landscape or from the reports of the visiting Trinidad and Mizuki twice a day, which is scarce in terms of quantity, but the content was terrible in a different way.

Trinity was a normal person on the other side, so she was naturally beaten up in combat training.

But it was also just a story for the first day or two, and from then on, did you learn how to fight immediately, that on the third day you could cross with a real Knights leader, and now you could win multi-on-one, without bitterness.

What can I say if I can't say it's terrible? There was cruelty there when the power spoke eloquently, which was never matched by words that said it was amazing. I don't know if that is the benefit of witchcraft such as the escort of Yingjie's summons, but still, that speed of remembrance was unusual.

Yeah, that's a suction pump, not a sponge, if you like. Rather than absorbing the talent of water, it's like sucking it up relentlessly.

Watching that makes me sad, as if they're denying my efforts.

(Not good. Because -)

It's also remarkable in magic. It took two years for Shuiming to touch the magic in the other world before he could make visible mysteries, but Trinity II was three days old. It was only three days before the fire was manifested in a void of nothing.

If they can show you such things, they will be watery and anyone will want to see them.

"Mm."

When you notice, footsteps and signs of magic. Keep your eyes peeled at you.

Probably a visitor to this room. Footsteps and signs are coming this way without hesitation.

So what is the identity of that visitor?

That was Trinity and the two of us who gained strength in the course of this period. He admired Trinity, and said that it would be his help. He was with Titania at 46: 00, and the water tree that made him stick to Trinity even more because of it.

As soon as they perceive that they are coming here, Shuiming uses magic to cover up the books, magic objects, and signs that they were actively doing something.

As a matter of fact, now Mizumi is always in her room, caged and sleeping, making her think of herself. If you are in contact with more people than you need, you will be exposed for that matter, more likely. So in order to prevent them from finding out, they cage themselves in a room, so that at least they don't get involved with anyone, and they hide that they are magicians.

Naturally, I don't attend one of the nightclubs every two days, I always have my meals brought to me, and leaving the room is a thorough toilet for people to see how Trinity and the others are, to go to the castle library, to go between summonses, etc.

In order not to be known as a magician, it is natural. I don't want to be used by people who know I'm a magician and have their eyes on that power, and I still have resistance to being known by Trinity and the others. Besides, you can have more free time and store magic research and information.

On the other hand, the castle's appreciation of its human self is a decline.

I would make a statement that would make the brave Trinity reconsider the King of Demons crusade, since the last day I screamed in between glances, I've been pulling into my room, so besides the king in front of me who called and Titania with Trinity, my credibility has been so discredited that they whisper their disgust just because they're different.

As for Shuiming, it doesn't seem like she cares because it will be a cover. I want you to do that.

and dive into bed thinking about it. Then, a modest knock is heard, followed by Trinity's voice in his ear.

"Morning, Mizumi. Wake up?"

"... oh, go ahead"

"I'm sorry to bother you"

"Excuse me."

At the same time as Trinity and the others come in, Shuiming rises with the sleigh of the

And as usual, I expected each of them to sit in a chair, and asked Trinity.

"So? What happened today?

"Huh? Well, something's sudden, Mizumi."

"You, the atmosphere is a little different today. You don't feel comfortable, do you?

"Haha, you know what I mean?

"Sort of."

Shui Ming nods at Trinity II, who laughs like a blindfold.

Ever since I came into the room, I've noticed the difference between what Trinity looked like. He seeps a grin in his face, but looks restless somewhere. However, it seems like both good and subtle things have happened, like that.

Trinity inquires.

"I learned the magic of physical strengthening today. Want to see it?

"Oh, please."

I see. Is that why you're in a good mood? Trinity was glad she remembered the new magic again. I know a lot about that myself. There is something irrepressible about braiding new sorcery and that sense of aurority the first time you exercise it.

Trinity moves flexion and joints on the spot to start relaxing her body. The magic of physical strengthening. If you don't also use magic to increase physical strength when used together, it is important to say this behavior.

"How much?"

Yes, say a word and let magic pass through your body, Trinity. Instantly build a surgical ceremony to activate magic without chanting.

"Burn Boost!"

When Trinity speaks of the name of magic, she twirls around so that the belt of flame produced by the keyword wraps around Trinity's body.

And Trinity's physical ability to improve with its magical activation. Now his body had an even more powerful power than he had gained from Yingjie's summons.

"Ooh!!

And then, to the level of completion of Trinity's sorcery, Mitsumi Hachi, the sorcerer who raises his admiration.

The magic activation was brilliant now. The sequence of itineraries from optimizing magic to building magic and starting up is meticulous, to the end of a great word. Sure, if you say it's impossible because you don't have the ingenuity or simplification, but you touched the magic and left the basic itinerary there for two weeks on par with the exemplary act, whatever the reason for praise, there's no reason to disparage it.

This magic of physical strengthening. Perhaps because of the genus Fire, the force must be explosively amplified as its favor, besides physical strengthening. At this minute, in the case of the wind attribute, the velocity, the water attribute saw the smooth movement of the body, and the soil affected the strength of the body -

As Shuiming analyzes everything from Trinity's physical strengthening to the possible physical strengthening of other attributes, Titania leans closer to Trinity with her lucid eyes.

"That's wonderful, Master Reggie..."

"Haha, thanks Tia"

Trinity 2 thanks Titania with a frantic grin. The name he spoke of is his nickname, or at some point he's become quite close.

Then I look at Titania as if the water tree had swelled just a little.

"Tia, aren't you a little too close?

"Isn't that good, Mizuki? Mizuki is usually closer, so give me a little."

"Oh, no, I'm not that close!

"That's not true. Mizuki is always unnecessarily near Reggie. sloppy."

We were supposed to be talking about Trinity's physical strengthening, but two people scattering sparks at some point. I am hungry.

"Leah, full of charging... no, Trinity, its magic. Much cooler"

"Huh? Yeah! Right! I liked how user-friendly this magic was."

"Oh. It looks good, and I don't think I have an out-of-the-box cousin..."

That was what Mitsumi honestly thought. Above all, I can appreciate how good it looks. It's pretty cool to wrap a flame around it like a dragon. That's the only thing that makes them look good. Whether that's vision or fear. Advantage, which allows you to butt your opponent, is only a battle-side, accompanying negotiating venue, and quite useful.

Then the water tree says toward Trinity, not this one for some reason.

"Wow, I can do it now too!

"It is. I knew Mizuki was trying."

"Huh? Yeah, well..."

And Kyoton's face said he was told by an unexpected place that Shuiming would reply. Due to his rush with Teatania, Mizuki seemed to have only seen Trinity completely already.

Finally, you wanted him to praise you and confront Titania. Whatever it is, from the eyes of a friend looking from the edge, it only looks like half the killing intent on Trinity and something smiling.

"Kuku..."

"Hey, what? Mizumin-kun."

"No, come on."

"Yeah, I can't beat you."

That's to someone. If you ask from the edge, you'll be a demon king or something, but definitely not about this place. Thinking that way, Mizumi stirred it up by making it look like backup.

I'm just finishing up talking about physical enhancement, and I'll ask you something else.

"So, what else?

"Huh? Well..."

When asked, Trinity replies somewhere with a bad tooth cut. Is there anything wrong with it? This would be what's wrong with him.

"What's the matter? Dear Reggie."

"Huh? No, yeah..."

"Princess. Something strange happened?

"No? Funny thing is, there was a glimpse that Master Reggie was even more amazing."

I asked if anything had happened, but Titania didn't say anything good had happened. I don't feel like I'm lying about doing this, but then why is Trinity trying to delude me?

Ask Titania for more information.

"What's that?

"Well, that's, uh..."

Trinity tries to get in the way, but Titania doesn't mind. He answers proud as if he were proud of himself.

"Yes, today, specialists from every division of the Wizard Guild under the umbrella of the Kingdom of Astel came to play a magical match with Master Reggie."

"Heh - are you a wizard guild"

Wizard Guild. I haven't looked into the details yet, but most wizards in the country are named organizations.

"Yes, as we used to see from here, we all set foot today."

It would be the specialist who said we have them all. The point is, he's a wizard guild executive.

"Is it unusual for us all to get together?

"Yes, ladies and gentlemen. Busy history. Normally, they don't take care of the kingdom."

Then it must be tough to get together. However, rhetoric is of various concern to specialists in each department.

Ask Titania about it.

"What do you mean, each department?

"They are the best wizards of the eight divisions: fire, water, wind, earth, thunder, tree, light and darkness. Inside, they also have more strength than court demon mentors, each with the honorary title of emperor. If you are the emperor of the fire division, if you are the light division of the flame emperor, then you are with Emperor Hui."

... Is it good? An emperor should have been a more honorable word. Even Japan refers to His Majesty the Emperor.

Perhaps it is because of the late conversion of these words into Japanese, but I feel uncomfortable with anything at all.

"Dear Swimey. How's it going?

"Oh, no. Anything. So, what's the outcome of the game?

"Whether Master Reggie wins"

Titania puts up her little breasts like mine and answers. And then she went on to say something she couldn't miss hearing.

"At that time, I received two names from the Master of the Wizard Alliance."

"Two names?

Two names. It is an honorary name used to describe the strength and merit of the person received in his or her own characteristic. It is an accessory in both fantasies.

Then he tries to change the subject in a way that Trinity can't get anywhere.

"Well, don't you have to say anything about that?

But is it funny what Trinity looks like, a water tree that leaks a sneak laugh?

"Heh, heh..."

"What are you, a water tree?

"Ugh, yeah. It's nothing. Keep listening."

"Yeah? So, princess. What are the two names Trinity got from the Alliance Master?

"Because it's watery..."

"Lady Reggie received two names from the Alliance Master, a miracle user who unifies all attributes - a champion of all genus."

For a moment Titania said so and the place froze.

And naturally, Shuiming erupted in disgrace and luxury.

"Buuuuuuuu!!

"Dear Swimey!?

"Why, all genus, is a champion, ha. Ya, no, muli, hi, ah, ha, ha, ha!!

To the sudden laughter of Shuiming, Titania wondered what was going on. He's making his eyes black and white, but next to it, he's hiding his face with his hands and shaking his head, just like Trinity said how this happened. Shui Tree was laughing with her belly, no matter what, just like Shui Ming.

And where Shuiming often exhaled a laugh, Trinity mouths as if she were obstinate.

"... see, that's why I didn't like to say it"

Why? It's a great honor for a wizard to have two names, but Mizuki is even Suimei... "

"'Cause you're a champion of all genus - a champion of all genus, right? Boo-hoo! Oh, my God. I named those two guild masters! Yabe, you have no taste! No shards! Abdominal pain! Huh, ha, ha, ha!

"... Shui Ming, please don't tell me"

Trinity's slurred voice sounds. In the end, this day was celebrated by this story to the end.

"North wing, no abnormalities..."

With a trick and a heel of military shoes on the cobblestone, the guard, wrapped in the light clothes supplied by the kingdom, closed the door by illuminating the interior with a light in his hand inside the room, which was one of the routes.

This is the last room in the north wing. There was nothing unusual here, so this was the end of the patrol of this section.

Yes. This night, this guard was in the middle of that sight of the royal castle at night. The patrol in the castle at night is the duty assigned to the guards every day. The guard's job is to guard the Imperial Castle. That naturally takes place not only during the day, but also on a quiet night for everyone.

Camelia at night is very different from Camelia at day. The light of day enters from everywhere during the day, candles are also erected in dark places, and Camelia, who is easy to come and go, is difficult at night.

The moonlight to be plugged in is dazzling compared to the light of day, and because of the covenant measures that the current king pushes forward, all the candles that were always lit before have now been turned off by night.

The only light you can ask for here is the weak light of the candle in your hand. I have to pass in the dark. On patrol, I have no heart.

It's a job that no one wants to do around the night like that. It's usually bedtime, and it's quite a bone to go around the vast, intrusive royal castle. In addition, there is the creepiness that comes from the aforementioned lack of light. So this role is hated, and the young guard is pushed to do this job by the senior guardian. Remember every inch of the castle, he added.

"Ha, I wonder if it'll be over soon..."

This guardian, too, is one of those pushed. tyrannical senior guardian gave me unreasonable reasons,

They used to make frequent night patrols these days.

- There's nothing there anyway. There will be no fool to carry out raids on a castle with brave men, no matter how much.

The guard is so alone in the darkness towards darkness. It's only natural that he thinks that way.

Because His Majesty the King summoned the brave men, a circular was issued to strengthen the security of the castle more than usual, but if you look at that training landscape, everyone would have thought such an order was overprotective.

That was all the brave training the guards saw on the usual occasions.

Yes, the brave Reggie fought each other with that knighthood chief who is considered the best knight in the Kingdom of Astel, admired and feared by everyone, and now he's the kind of man who can fight flat with a dozen knights added to it.

So we're supposed to be in a position for them to protect us, but what's the point of protecting us?

On second thought, I also knew its usefulness, but this slightly more self-absorbed guard couldn't understand it at all.

and it was then that the guard was causing discontent to the man above.

"- Hmm?"

From behind, there was a noise. Cashan and a clear sound like light metal bumping into each other. The guard turns toward the candlelight.

"Is anybody here?

Speak up, but there's no reply, and no one ahead of you illuminated. There are only creepy rooms at the end of the bend that are rumored to be used by court magicians to perform special rituals.

I looked around earlier. There was nothing abnormal at that time.... However, unlike the day before or the day before, there was a figurine of armor in front of the door.

"Peter. Is that you? No more hobby pranks."

Hiding the anxiety sprouted in his heart, the guard calls the name of a colleague who was pressed to patrol the night together today.

This is a place that gets spooked by anyone in the guard. It is possible that a prank-loving colleague who knows that suggested a whole lot to scare him.

Maybe so, I hope so. of the guard who hid his feelings of shrinking, something on a simply unexpected extension line - but the call is only sucked into a black-painted background, and I don't see the thin, laughing of a long-awaited colleague.

And the same sound of Gashan as earlier sounded.

- Tension runs on the guard's back. No way, intruder. Your boulder colleagues shouldn't be kidding so far either.

Then I don't know where you got the information from, but it could be the hand of a demon clan aimed at the brave. Then you can't leave me alone.

The guard releases his sword, swallows his breath and lowers it down to his stomach, slowly approaching the place where things were made.

I also have a call-to-action whistle for when it happens. When something sucks for you, you just need to let your people know about this.

And...

"... Hmm. Oh, my God, there's nothing here. What a surprise."

In the end, the guard's fear ended in worry. Only the figurine of the armor originally placed sits in front of the room where it was reached. There's no such thing as suspicious people, and there's no such thing as demonic people. Take it for granted. Yes, of course.

In the first place, there's no one but the "boy in front of you" who wanders around in the middle of the night in this royal castle of Camelia. If so, there is no need to remain once the sword is pulled out. All you have to do is leave the harmless alone. I lost money carelessly. The patrol sneaks in every night, and I'm tired today. You should get some rest soon. Yawning at the drowsiness that had accidentally struck me, the boy in front of me said he was off and said goodbye, or smiled and waved.

And he lifted up one hand, and turned back his heel. Now this evening's patrol is over.

"No, it's dangerous. It's dangerous. One hair at a time......"

Waving bye to the sleepy guard and sending him back, Shuiming let out a soothing exhale with such a feeling as the guard turned blind.

I didn't know the guards were still patrolling the near field. Vigilance was negligent about you, and this encounter was a complete alarm.

But the meditation is not a magician or an ordinary person who is not hands-on. I was lightly hooked on this exercise of magic, and he just left. I'm not worried about him anymore. If you fall asleep after this or anywhere in the jar, you will forget everything that's happening now on your own. It was a total hassle for me.

It was this armor next door that caused it in the first place.

"No, no, I didn't know you had an automatic doll (Automata). When I came here last time, there was nothing there, but that woman would do the polite thing too..."

Now for once, Shuiming glances at the figurine of armor with a cold glance. Is that really directed at armor, or is the truth directed at a visionary woman?

...... Automata. It is one of the techniques of golem making, which belongs to alchemy in large part. It is a modern way of speaking, Android, which incorporates a technique and nucleus into artifacts of earth masses, puppets, and creatures knitted with armor or or magic like this one, and makes the behavior determined under certain conditions automatic.

In our own world, it is one that emanates from the depths of Hebrew's secret Kabbalah. Because of the different worlds, the technique was completely irrelevant... anyway.

When Shuiming lightly touched the figurine of the armor, it collapsed in pieces as if it had been broken down, turning it into a depressed iron chip on the floor. Even if it sounds, there's no sign of anyone coming anymore.

And then sigh. The first noise was from when this armor hit me, and the second noise was from when I broke this armor.

(Snug again with a well done mon. It doesn't feel like it was made recently, so it's probably not made by the people here...)

But where was this artifact? There was no alarm or anticipation at all - this was a well-made doll inside - because I had noticed in advance the presence and danger on my way here.

As that sentiment comes to mind, this automata sucks up mana and acts autonomously when there are intruders in the area who have certain magic powers. I came to kill relentlessly using a sword that was equipped with a self that was also highly offensive and perceived, with much added anti-magic and anti-physical defense.

Wow, so bad.

"... Seriously, I don't care what you think. That woman. There's no murder because you wander around the castle on your own. Murder is. You're a lump of responsibility and self-esteem."

Shuiming complains like a pig to the court magician Fermenia, who is not here right now. It is anger. How much do you honor the pride of palace service when you say those who follow the path of magic are likewise going to set such a trap for human death? He told me that he would not forgive me any more than he did when I came into your garden.

"Ah... a magician would be natural..."

Yes. Yes, I did. I don't know what I'm mistaken about. Certainly, even here in the other world, magicians are magicians. It is common sense to answer to colleagues who aim for their research or step into their homes with death. It was fading because we are in a different world where magic flies like a greeting, but on good terms, that is a very common story. Actually, I don't know yet.

Second, I turn to what was a figurine of armor under my feet. Is it also a problem to keep this? Even if it's not good for Fermenia to find out, I'm not happy that someone else will find out tomorrow and make a scene because of this. Because clearly, I don't like it when I see more people around.

"Let's fix it..."

With that mouth, Shuiming optimizes his magic powers to build the surgical ceremony. At your feet, directly beneath you as your center point, the small, circular magic formation grows as you emit red magic light. The magic formation unfolds as it rotates, encapsulates a certain number and string, then stabilizes on the spot.

And.

"Renovatio.Redivivus"

(Bone Restoration, and Reconstitution)

Basic restorative magic that tramples the foundation. It's not a fix, it's a move to get it back to what it was. It was exercised in Automata.

The magic formation that emerged directly beneath the automata peels in two and rises as it slowly rotates from bottom to top. By the time the broken parts were rewinding like images and the magic formation had reached its peak, Automata had already returned to its previous form.

"-Okay. Not good, not bad. As usual."

Yes, I praise the speckle-free exercise of magic just a little bit, and pound the automata. This doesn't work anymore. It destroyed not only the outer body and nucleus, but also the engraved procedure, so it was just a wreck in the form of an automata.

Leaving the automata I fixed, Shuiming broke into the room the automata was protecting. - Something I'm used to saying.

This is one of the few rooms other than the library room where Mizumi visits.

Yes, this is the first room they came to when they were called to this world. It is the ritual room of Yingjie's summons.

Here too, Shuiming, as well as the library, had visited from an early stage. The purpose, regardless, is to investigate and decipher the summons depicted on this floor and the method of return that would derive from it. If you say you don't know how to return it, look for it yourself, until you make it.

Under that idea, Mizuming worked day and night researching this summoning team beside reading and fishing for books.

I want to go home. I have a sorcery proposition entrusted to me by my father. The quickest way to achieve that is to go back beyond with research results, research materials and all sorts of magic. Sure, there may not be things we can't do in this world if we take the time, but it's something we don't know if we can make it in our own way. It's a waste of time, and I can't waste it. So, above all, I have to go back to the world where I was.

Well, that's certainly a big reason.

"Both of you, you'll want to go home..."

I look up at the ceiling of the stone wall, lighted lights of the magic guide, and let out my voice.

Shuiming knows. That Trinity sometimes looks up into the sky. At the tip of the sky, on the other side of the sky, he's visionary of his homeland. I'm untrained about breaking up with important people.

Shuiming knows. The water tree is crying alone in the room. That he braved himself to want to be with his loved ones, that he took fear and loneliness at the price of it.

When I think of it, from the back of the bottom of my mind, two and something springs up.

It's hard to name, not to say, something hot and serious.

I don't want them at the end of the day to see what my family was supposed to see that morning. I don't want you to gasp for your days with grief and thoughtlessness that you'll never see again. I don't want you to give up, as long as you still have hope, even if the parting that's supposed to come someday is just to say that you came that day.

That's why my father accepted me to be a magician that day. To be able to stand up to any irrationality.

"... not Gala, but I guess I'll do my best, too, I guess"

I will make fun of you. I couldn't bend it if I mouthed it, so I tied my resolve in words. Because I don't follow. So make sure they have a choice, too, I swear.

In the meantime, I can feel signs of magic, like watering down that noble determination of his.

I'm cleverly trying to hide it, but this is a sign of someone. No, I don't even have to cloud myself with someone. It is Fermenia Stingray, a court magician known as White Flame.

Fermenia stays close to the room and leans against the door after a temporary stop around Automata. Apparently, we're looking inside through a slightly open gap in the door.

Well, several more tails on this hand. Naturally, I pretend not to have noticed and let her go wild. Do it. It is something I never get tired of.

Automata. I guess you're going to be watching yourself for thinking you're a dangerous molecule.

I watched this one for a while, but eventually Fermenia walked away from the scene without a sound.

And...

"Did you sow the seeds? When that happens. All you have to do is stage and timing..."

Yes, that would be enough of this. People who sniff around the smell of someone else's ass need to be punished. He's going to punish himself.

On the contrary, it is also a pleasure to change its face to surprise.

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