Isekai Mahou wa Okureteru!

The park on the south side of the imperial capital Philus Filia is only commonly known as' the noble square ', and most of its users are highly identifiable people.

Located about within the upstream compartment and funded by the nobles who lived nearby at the beginning of the construction, it is a magnificent construction compared to others. Brick laying and flower beds are well maintained and remain as they were at the time. Unlike Central Square, there were no shops around, adjacent to residential neighborhoods, which, if any, overlooked their neighborhoods in one giant mansion and were treated as its courtyard (courtyard).

They are also large, laying the whole thing down with palm-colored bricks and also building fan-shaped stairs and implants, which are used purely as a resting place for people of high stature and their children.

But it is now occupied by the gendarmerie, as well as the military, and presents a completely extraordinary picture. I don't know why, but that's the same with the nobles, and when they came to protest that they interrupted their lifestyle, they were politely driven back by the gendarmes.

In such a gloomy atmosphere, when the Mizumins arrived, the gendarmerie told them to wait at the corner of the square and went inside a tent set on the edge. I presumed that there would be Graziella inside, and when I headed with Fermenia to the designated place, there was a known face there.

The line of the body is imitated by its unmasculine suppleness, with blonde blue eyes and long eyelashes that grow to enhance it. Such a beautiful boy brave Elliot Austin, who reminds me of the seemingly girly craziness.

He sat gracefully on the red brick in the flower bed and talked to Krista, your magic cleric.

"You are"

When Shuiming speaks out unexpectedly, the noticed Elliot rises.

"Well, you were called, too."

He also keeps his surprise face in a flash and brings up his blonde hair. And I've asked sarcastically distorted my mouth a little bit.

"Are you hurt enough?

"What, are you worried about me?

"Tell me a joke. That's not true."

"I don't know."

Exchange words with Elliot...... slapping each other lightly, that's all, I felt a less than good glance from nowhere. Twisting her neck to explore where she came from, Krista has a lumpy look on her face. Apparently, it's hard for her to accept that we even speak lightly. He pays for the green sauce and makes his nervous face look worse.

Elliot, who finds Fermenia on the other hand, powders her just fine.

"You too, long time no see"

"Yes. We are out of time, Lord Brave of El Mayde"

To Fermenia, who returns just a polite thank you for the format, Elliot said,

"You don't have to be afraid."

"No, I can't take a bad attitude toward the valiant lord of salvation."

"No, no, it's easier for me to talk to you."

Elliot, who laughs in a flamboyant manner, has a distinctly gentle tone, unlike when she was watery. Are you trying to relax the awe-inspiring Fermenian attitude, or what? Second, he gives a look like he remembers something, gracefully thanking him.

"Late, but I'm Elliot Austin. May I ask your name?

"My name is Fermenia Stingray"

"Mr. Fermenia, right? You have a good name."

Elliot says the social dictionary in a pleasant tone so as not to make you think very much so. Natural attitudes make me like it, but on the other hand, Krista, who knows the name of Fermenia, frowns.

"Lord Fermenia the White Flame of the Kingdom of Astel..."

"... Hmm, could it have been a celebrity?

"No, there are just a few names going through"

When Fermenia puts it barely, Krista has a serious face,

"Be modest. You, the wizard who defeated Cocadrelle at the age of fifteen and became the court magician of Astel, are somewhat"

No way. Krista says the phrase is too humble.

Meanwhile, Elliot asks Fermenia when she hears unfamiliar words.

"Who is Cocadrelle?

"It's a giant demon out in the desert. We ran into each other when we went south, and we knocked them down."

"Krista, are you a dangerous demon?

"Yes, the rank is a second-degree demon, but I am particularly scared in the South because of my large body and the fierce poisoning it spreads from my mouth"

"Heh... that's amazing"

Elliot listens to Fermenian martial arts and shows an admirable look. Then he, once out of sight of her, turns to Shuiming.

"Does that mean you're at her apprentice?

"Come on? I wonder"

For Elliot's inclusive gaze, Shuiming puts out her tongue and pokes her words back. Elliot, who snorted in disdain at his provocative behavior, turned again to Fermenia,

"Nevertheless, Mr. Fermenia. That platinum blonde is beautiful."

"Uh... uh, thank you"

Her hair was praised and flattered, or Fermenian's rugged expression collapsed with redness.

There, more praise for the colored man.

"Cool place is nice, but the lighted look is cute too"

"Huh that's, uh..."

Fermenia is awesome. I guess it's because I'm vulnerable to being praised. As Elliot hung up for a while, a cough sounded like it was coming from the side of it.

"Elliot."

To Krista, who issued a blameworthy call, Elliot is blurred to wonder if it's a bad guess, "What?" and ask back. Then she urged herself with a clear look.

"Aren't you too close to them?

"I'm just trying to get along with her, right? Should I have done something?

"It's..."

Krista is bewildered by what she says. I looked at her and saw a mean thing dwelling in Elliot's mouth.

"Hehe, Christa has something to be jealous about. As soon as we compliment or get along with the other girls, this is it."

"Hey, what are you saying, Elliot? I'm nothing!

"What's the matter?

That said, Elliot is waiting for the next word as she gives Krista a bite. From the side, it just looks like there's a beautiful man and a beautiful woman.

... If you can show all that interaction on top of a sudden call in a situation where you are not feeling well, Shuiming is also a little angry. He glanced at Elliot with his triangular eyes. And

"You exploded."

"What?"

"Shut up. Nothing."

With that said, Shuiming mutters like a curse: "Explode, explode..." The three of them, not knowing what the word meant, just leaned their necks.

Fermenia asks the two of them, keeping the water in place that cannot hide their frustration.

"Why are you two here?

"... haven't you been asked?

"Yes, the gendarmerie told me, but I only asked about it, and I heard that Her Royal Highness Princess Graziella was waiting, but the child thinner was like..."

"Really? Actually..."

Fermenia asked, while Shuiming had a conjecture when he came to the square. He said that being here with myself and Elliot was related to the eighty-eight or nine coma cases. That's the only contact I've had with Elliot so far. Common reasons for being called, etc.

Then Krista, who noticed something, calls out to Elliot to whisper.

"Elliot."

"... um, well, finally"

Elliot turns to Krista's ears. When Mizuminos turned to you, imitating him, a woman walked in with a few people from the tent at the end of the square.

Age reaches the twenties or not. Rather than (tao) yaka, it has such a grand appearance that the word "female jewel" seems to suit her, but it is brilliant. The launch is more luxurious than other military uniforms, with a deep red summer wine colour on the tone. The shoulders were hooked with an embroidered Imperial Army coat on the inside, which, from the looks of it, seemed to be higher than any of the soldiers here.

Two, Fermenia, who found the figure, "Her Royal Highness the Empress Graziella," spills a voice with vigilance. Apparently, that's the one who called it in. I suppose you're putting together your military uniform despite your position as the Empire Twelve Yukie. The trick of paying for a wavy long blonde hair to hang around is also quite rough to be called the Empress. Aside from that, it just seemed like something was floating in her blue eyes that wasn't doing her any good.

As she approaches, the field air gradually changes.

Harsh, heavy, does such a word cross your mind because of her outgoing martial arts or because of the character she was born with? However, it was thought that the temperament of those who stood up was human enough.

As Shuiming quickly sharpened the signs, Krista poked her knees to thank her.

I guess it was because Elliot was a brave man who stopped at the mercy of staying put and standing still. Same as Trinity when Camelia was there.

Shuiming, also with Fermenia, kneels on the spot.

- You got it?

Standing in front of him against the background of the gentle staircase of the square, Graziella lets his voice seep in some whimsical sound and dazzles the face of awe in the field with the eyes of its slice length.

And first I looked at Elliot,

"I'm sure you and I have been investigating the case since we came to report it, Lord Summoner."

"I am in a good mood, Her Royal Highness Princess Graziella. Sudden call in such a busy time, I know with great pleasure."

Something disgusting, Elliot, something disgusting. Returning it to the indiscreet gaze was a thoughtful irony to say, "How dare you summon me?"

That seems to have been figured out by the person I was told, and when I narrow my eyes for a moment, I distract myself like I'm not dying.

"You're the same."

At the end of their greeting, Krista will say something, including an insurance policy that sounds bad to her voice.

"Her Royal Highness Princess Graziella. How do you know that Elliot, the brave summoner, will be summoned without any promised installation?

If she's right, it's certainly an act that belittles the character of a brave man. It's obvious at the time I'm calling you - but Graziella overtakes the question.

"Keep it down. Are you going to give me an opinion every time a magic priest comes up?

What was pointed at was the gaze of not saying whether or not. And Krista also returns the loss and gaze, but puts her hand on Krista's shoulder as Elliot takes it. Bad minutes. And following Elliot's hand, which he was sent out to tell him so, Krista said, "... excuse me," she withdrew.

Graziella turns to Mizumi this time.

"... is there some kind of brave man you're fighting with?"

"Ha"

Shuiming bows her head. But there was no word to follow, and I was more distracted than that.

"I didn't think there was a White Flame Lord next door."

Fermenia says, "I'm in a good mood," and thanks both of you for your unmistakable courtesy.

"Why is your lord, the Wizard of Astel, in the Empire?

"Applications for stay are accepted, though"

"I'm asking why your lord is in the empire?

It seems that Fermenia is prepared to say something to a frustrating question. Exhale the most seemingly "no choice" sigh, then answer.

"... by the guidance of the goddess Arshna, he is assisted by Lord Swimei"

"Hmm? Didn't your lord claim to be under the orders of His Majesty Armadiyaus before? You're telling me that was a lie?

"Your Majesty has told me that the fold that I have reported to His Majesty is open to you."

"Hmm... you tell me. So, who is that auxiliary?"

"You're right."

"I see. Well, that makes sense... and the goddess often makes her own unclear entrustment. If there's a goddess involved in this, it's certainly not."

And did Graziella convince you once and for all? He was still sending a frigid glance at Fermenia, but there seems to be something more serious than that, stopping him from teasing.

"Quick, but shall we get down to business? No one else called you today. An investigation into the coma in which you were arguing for the prosecution of the killer has been deposited with me."

"Mm..."

"This is..."

I had expected it would involve a coma incident, but that was still a hit, he said. Mixed with facial expressions, Shuiming and Fermenia. Elliott and the others, on the other hand, seemed to have been heard and had not moved.

Elliot asks Graziella with a stubborn face as she gently leans back.

"His Highness Graziella. If that's all you're saying, do you know you don't have to call us here? You don't have to let us know. You can take care of the investigation."

"No, I don't think so. I'm going to ask you to come under my command for a speedy resolution of the case."

"Nah - "

"Dude..."

Exactly. Elliot didn't expect the expropriation, either, or he loses his word blindly.

Shuiming also raised the face he was lowering and voiced confusion.

Graziella comes hard to ask for her consent, wondering if she found out about those two surprises or something.

"You have no objection?

"It is decided that there is"

"Hmm? Why? As far as I'm concerned, considering your dispute?

Graziella suspends her mouth with a challenging look to Elliot's denial under her words. Is it some kind of rebellious nature for Xing to ride? Perhaps considering this dispute, if we let the search continue, the church will not complain.

It was Elliot who raised his voice to disagree, but Krista answers instead.

"His Highness Graziella. Elliot and this man are investigating the case, according to what Arshna said. Putting Elliot and this man under command means getting in the way of that battle."

"What's the problem there? I don't know much about your battles."

"That's a statement against your will, Arshna. I don't think the royal family of one country is right to scorn your words, Arshna?

"Is there anything right or wrong? This is an imperial matter, before your problem. I don't suppose we can underestimate Arshna's words either, but in the end, it's just every play to the imperial humans. I don't know when the next victim will come out, but in this situation, I think it's best to put an end to this as soon as possible.

That's right. Does Christa have to get stuck in words when she's given the word with the victim? I tie my mouth to a single letter.

Nevertheless,

"... you're rebelling so far against the royal family, no one will say anything"

"... The brave man was sent to the goddess, so to speak, because he is a saint. The statements made by His Highness Graziella, whose legitimacy is dubious, will now be more inconsolable. Lord Krista, a subordinate, is also under his protection... and look. The gendarmerie and the military should be cooling their liver."

Following the words of Fermenia, Shuiming scatters her gaze. She was right, blue-faced, not only by the gendarmerie and the military, but even by Graziella's squire.

Graziella's consciousness turns toward Mizumi.

"How are you?

Get down, or no. To ask that question, Shuiming also naturally indicates his intention to reject it.

"I will refuse, too. Early resolution of the case would be best, but I don't have a sardine to help you."

"This is a public expropriation. Are you still in Imperial City? It's only natural to cooperate with us more than to live in this empire."

"So if you don't listen to me, you're going to put me in jail?

"Hmm... that doesn't make it one of the threats. But that's too tyrannical."

And, one breath down, Graziella lifts her hand to her chin like she came up with a plan.

"Right. If that's what you're saying, why don't we impose conditions on expropriation?"

"What are the conditions?

"I said I would add you under my command, but I also thought that I would have to check your strength first. Why don't you fight me and win, and I'll let you two move freely, just like I always do?

"Mm..."

"How arrogant..."

Elliot and Krista groan at Graziella, who still does not break his high profile and still presents irrational and extreme conditions. Graziella is the empire's strongest user. I guess I have stuck with such conditions because I have considerable confidence in my skill.

But Elliot doesn't know about it or has strange feelings on his face.

"Your Royal Highness, do you fight for yourself?

"Is it weird that I fight?

"Not that it's weird..."

As the question raised by his statement suggests, measuring strength is something that would normally make his men do. But perhaps that's the identity of the bad things that came to her attention. As Shuiming was treading like that, I saw Krista earing at Elliot.

I guess even Graziella's info tells me. Eventually, the look on Elliot's face tightened when she learned she was caught off guard.

Seeing it, Graziella made an invincible grin.

"Right. First, let me take a look at the power of Lord Brave.

"You seem quite confident."

"Confidence. If you know the extent of your power correctly, what about confidence and nothing?

Contrary to this confidence, Graziella slashes Elliot's words as boring. Then Elliot put it in front of her half and let her body get away with the struggle.

"Miss Elliot? Are you going to take it? "

"Oh, you'd be glad to date the Empress's selfishness, wouldn't you? Besides, if you don't take this, you're not going to get me home."

"Dear Elliot..."

"Sa, Christa. You stay back."

Elliot urges Krista, who looks anxious, to retreat out of range.

Meanwhile, Shuiming and the others stepped back early, looking at a place where they didn't seem to get caught up.

"Lord Brave, don't give me a boring fight, will you?

When Graziella says so, she receives the gauntlet from her squire, who had refrained by her side, and puts it in her hands. It has a silver shape that goes well with the white of the coat to be woven, and the knuckle part is made of black glossy material. Even Watermelon, who is familiar with substances smelted in witchcraft, has nothing to match his memory. Apparently, it's not metal.

"Fermenia, what's that black thing used for that gauntlet?

"It's black steel wood. It is a tree native to the North and has a steely hardness. Lightweight, as tough as metal, and as resistant to magic, it is often used in magician's armor and sometimes in weapons."

"Hmm..."

To the unknown material, Shuiming's interest leans, but now it's the battle between Graziella and Elliot. When the squires and escorts retreat, Graziella jumps off a fan-shaped staircase. As the two fists met to see how the gauntlet fitted, a low, dull sound echoed across the square.

Elliot, on the other hand, pulls out the gleaming sword of Oleicarcos as he looks up at Graziella on the spot. At the same time as the glow of the yang flowed through the sword body that responded to the dawn of magic, he struck his cut tip on a brick laying.

Armed Deployment (Call Arming)

A voice spinning like a silver bell was the key word. Eventually his body was wrapped in dull silver armor as the intense magic and technique wrapped around Elliot's body.

An eye-catching bucket shaped metal plate that covers the entire body. Contrary to the luxurious appearance of Elliot, it is a heavy piece of equipment with a martial bone. It seems like it would sacrifice manoeuvre, but that armor was knitted with technique and magic. Not as good as it looks when it comes to weight.

Is this the mystery of Elliot's world? A type that embodies a substance, but the characteristics of the formula are not in keeping with the knowledge of Shui Ming. Let there be similar sorcery, the sorcery of a system that is not found in the other world.

When the prints and colors burn up in the armor, Elliot embodies the shield at the end. A kite shield with a geometric crest.

Seeing Elliot's exercise of magic, Graziella turns her impressed expression.

"Hmm? Is that the magic of Lord Brave's world? That's an interesting move."

"It's an honor. But it's not just funny, is it?

I hear a creaking voice because I'm wearing a helmet. Elliot seeps through definite confidence, letting his body fall and set up. Seeing his attitude in order, Graziella strikes the lead.

"Let's start with a little hand check - it's dirt. Shatter my enemies by turning them into stubborn rubble. Stonereid."

It is the magic of earthly attributes that shoot out debris, which Fermenia has used before. But it is not Dada's name with the strongest soil magic user, or the amount and size of debris created in one go is not comparable. Around Graziella, there is sharp rubble on the tip.

To the numerous debris that was shot out, Elliot turned to Kite Shields and took a defensive stance.

The rubble arrives, but they were all bounced by shields, and Elliot was intact. In anticipation of the end of the flight, Elliot exercises his magic. After a grunting chant, the sword put away the lightning and an electric shock popped out of his cut.

Did you detect the movement of the magic, Graziella, without jeopardizing the electric shock that flew in?

"I see. I'll do quite a bit"

"Not yet - more wishful to say to the Kochichi Spirit that I praise. Come in, Forth Grant!

Elliot makes a key statement. A technique that did not show up in appearance, but simultaneously reinforced his physical abilities with a magical dawn, was added to his body.

"Exercise of magic..."

Fermenia is blinded by surprise because she saw Elliot's magic. The reason for this is probably because I saw a large number of witchcraft used in parallel.

Because he is now in a state of departure from the Theory of the Magic Exercise of this world: one or at most two, even if exercised at once.

Use a lot of magic that has a continuous effect to raise the bottom of your combat abilities. Popular as a way of fighting, it seems common, but I guess it's rare in this world.

Graziella fleshes to Elliot. It's unusual for a wizard in this world, but I guess she's good at melee. He approaches the heavily armed Elliot without fear and is beaten with a gauntlet fitted fist. Regardless, they are strengthening their bodies, and they are not inferior to Elliot, who performed the magic of strengthening their bodies. While attacking, he also exercises earthly magic.

In contrast, Elliot was using a shield and a sword that gave him thunder to showcase a solid and dignified way of fighting.

"The battle of Lord Brave is brilliant."

"You feel exactly like a brave man."

"Does Lord Swimey still think it's good, too?

"Right. I think it's a good way to fight the basics."

Shuiming also concurs with Fermenia. Watching this battle, Elliot's confidence couldn't be overstated either.

Of course sword moves, armor created with witchcraft is quite durable, physical strengthening witchcraft and granting witchcraft are short in duration, but have great effect.

But there's also the monotony of being too standard on the other hand.

"Separate defensive formulas for shields and armor. In addition to that, physical enhancement magic, magic attacks. It's the perfect way to fight."

"That's all I have to say. It covers melee warfare and magic warfare, and it's still solid. But..."

The amount of magic, the speed and effect of the magic chant, are in the hands of Graziella. Elliot is only the magic of thunder, but Graziella has exercised earthly magic many times without stopping the offensive caused by martial arts.

"In this world, wizards don't really use martial arts."

"Her Royal Highness the Graziella is special. Few humans are so good at fighting with a wizard in their basement."

When Shuiming and Fermenia were talking like that, did the fighters go into adhesive state, Graziella and Elliott took a distance and were in shape?

Then, when Graziella,

I see. I see.

"... what is it?

"As for your armor and shield. They both have entities, but the shield protects itself from magic, and the armor protects itself from other attacks, right?

To Graziella, who often looks at her and says she has a star on her face, but Elliot remains silent. What gaze are you pointing at her from the peephole of your helmet?

"Lord Swimey, is that so?

"Oh. That woman is right. Definitely."

Krista screams as Shuiming and Fermenia speak.

"Dear Elliot!

Elliot's shield was being bounced off by Graziella's powerful fist fire.

Elliott then stepped back in the opposite direction to his shield as he stepped out in front of him to interfere with Graziella going to pick it up.

"... Lord Swimey. Lord Brave's shield will not go away."

"I guess it's not going away unless you use magic to liberate (release) the surgical ceremony. If you can't maintain it without constant magic, you could get naked."

"I see. Sure."

Fermenia is so convinced that she speaks again of her doubts.

"Which do you think Lord Suimei will win, Her Royal Highness Princess Graziella or Lord Brave?

"I can't say for sure. But the princess will have your share. The power of witchcraft says things more than melee is mutual. If there's nothing to overshadow it, they'll push it off in quantities."

"Something to overturn..."

"That brave man is still hoarding his magic. Can't you use it or don't you want to use it here..."

As for Shuiming, he had the view that he still had something left. There is still room in the way the brave fight. But relative to that, Graziella's overwhelming combat ability is also considerable.

Looking at this, I can't help but question the summoning of the brave, despite the fact that there are men of equal power with the brave...

During the reward, a clump of thunder disappears from Elliot's sword. Has it come time for the effect to be lost? Elliot immediately tried to impart thunder to the sword again, that was when.

"- It's dirt! It is the crystal of my tyranny! Shatter it with turbulent authority! And be a glorious tablet! Crystal Reid!"

Graziella takes a decision. Great move. She shook her arms off as the crystals broke through the brick laying surrounded Graziella.

Pillars of crystals to kill. The shield is far from Elliot, and his magical defense won't even make it. I hear Krista screaming.

"Lord Swimey!

"Have you decided..."

Dust about to rise. Vision was poor, but it was more obvious which way the armament went up than seeing fire.

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