Isekai Mahou wa Okureteru!

A candle fire is shaking in the room surrounded by stone walls.

In the dark, orange, blurry. It didn't reach the point of illuminating everything indoors, but just as that was enough, no other light source could be lit.

There are no entrances or exits in that room, no windows. The only surrounding area is the wall. It's not even a dying room, it's an isolated, isolated space. Nonetheless, a spicy table is placed, one with a candlestick.

How did you get it in? Before that, the question of how the two people here got into this room would stand first.

Of the two figures, one is eight keys Shuiming, and the other is the Lord of this room and the castle.

In front of Mizumino, visible in the candle fire is a man with long hair wearing a black coat (Inverness coat). The skin is luminous and youthful, but the long hair does not suit its appearance and is dyed white. Young man, it doesn't look strange to be called Qing Er Jian, but his flashing grin was so full of tolerance and old fashioned (barely) that it reminded him of some favorite.

Yes, the man who is now in front of Shuiming is the sorcerer who in the Order is considered to be the leader.

Nesteheim Heinrich Cornelius Agrippa. The founder of the Order here, making him a great sorcerer to be named for the sorcery world.

With such a title, he gives Mizumi a smile he likes.

"- No, I didn't expect to be gone from this world."

Exactly like talking to the public, from the way you cut it out brightly, you can't even feel the severity and so on.

But Shuiming, on the other hand, asks him, keeping a slight nervousness.

"Which means I knew I wasn't there," he said.

"Because it's about our kid. I'll find it."

What he said was with my kid, yes.

This sorcerer speaks of almost every sorcerer belonging to the Order as his own child. Anyone, young or old. Not saying that within the Order would be about two other compatriots who lived in the same time.

Either way, I looked for him, which means I annoyed his hand.

In contrast, Mizumi bows her head with an apology.

"The Alliance Lord. Sorry for the inconvenience."

"Fine, fine. This time it's force majeure, isn't it? That's not what you're apologizing for."

"However, we recognize that just because of how much of the influence of divinity, it is a serious thing to be in a faulty, great-grand-class (high-grand-class) sorcerer, such as being hooked on the exercise of other people's magic. If so, the responsibility for this absence is also -"

"Mister Shuiming"

"Ha..."

To the voice of the lid, Shuiming lifts his head, which was lowered.

It was such a powerful voice not to be allowed to say whether or not. If you look, you have eyes like shooting balls staring at this one.

I can turn a merciful smile at the fold that Shuiming noticed it.

"I'm glad you're okay."

"- I don't think so."

To the kind words from the Allied Lord, Shuiming bows his head again deeply. This is the magician. I do have enough tolerance to embrace and wrap it all up. Having such a side that never suits a magician would have attracted people and thus created such an organization.

Second, the Alliance Lord has turned around and smiled innocently.

"More than that, I'd like to ask you about what happened to you. Although force majeure, this is good news for us in a way. Wouldn't you?

I suppose that would say that we have moved to another world.

I wrote somewhat in the letter as well, but I have not yet spoken about the detailed explanation. Mitsumi begins to explain to her allies, who want her to listen quickly and start twitching like a child waiting for a toy.

Having transferred to different worlds, that there is a magical system there that utilizes elements called magic, that fought creatures built on demonic evil gods.

When I finished telling them all, I noticed that the Alliance Lord was quietly leaking a sneak laugh.

"Heh, heh..."

"Lord of the Alliance."

The grin he now shows will belong to joy. But it is also a kind of laugh that Mizumi has never seen before. There is an innocence in his usual grin that is not subdued, but there was certainly something about the grin now shown by the Alliance Lord: creepiness, peculiar to those who chase mystery.

Did you have fright without knowing it yourself? When Shuiming cringes his throat, the Alliance Lord stops laughing once.

"You've moved on. It's been hundreds of years, but it's finally happening."

"Is that because you can progress and receive it?

"Yeah. Mr. Mizumi, you're funny after all. So did Mr. Scenic, but you're still broken."

"Does the fact that there was a different world bring us closer to what we're aiming for?

"What do you think? But I think you've got hope, don't you? Oh, my God, it means there's another dimension."

The philosophy of the Order weighs in on the substantial existence of 'parallel worlds recorded on acacic records' and the possibilities that can be found from them. Parallel worlds exist in this world, and endless possibilities exist. That is, if we were to do this at that time, if there were 'what if' or 'IF', we would say that there is no one in this world who would be born with the result that he would not be saved, and thus be able to deny what is called 'absolute unhappiness'.

... Everyone hates the bad end. I want a happy ending. Even more so if that is the life of yourself and the people around you. That's why I asked for another result. If there is a 'what if' of parallel worlds, then at least an unfortunate life 'will not be lumped together in the word destiny'. There is never a man in this world, such as an unsaved man. Such a gathering of people (idiots) who can't admit such a bad end.

"And you're worried about saying Demon Clan. Is that it? Is that like coming out of a fantasy novel, after all?

Huh, Shuiming answers the Alliance Lord, who has begun to show interest in the Demon Nation by shaking his neck beside him.

"No, I guess that's just what you called it for convenience. The substance is the family created by the Evil God. The figure was like adding beasts and insects, and it was just plausible."

"Is it disastrous? When you hear me say that, is there something more indeterminate? [M] I imagine it's funny."

Perhaps you thought of something asymmetrical or something that makes you physiologically disgusted, like Astrosos, who showed up when you helped Liliana.

Mizuming thinks of what the Alliance Lord has in mind for himself... but I still can't imagine it in the Alliance Lord's head. But there was still one thing I could tell.

"... if the 'disastrous threat' as the Lord of the Alliance imagines has overflowed, perhaps the world will be on its way to annihilation"

"I'm scared."

That said, isn't the reply too light? Shuiming's eyes get frigid and thin, "You really think so," too. Well, I'm sure there's nothing in this world that scares this guy.

In the meantime, the allies begin to laugh like pranks at the pretense.

"Hey, hey, Mr. Mizumi. What if I told you I wanted to use the magic formations of your metastases to send in a large number of magicians to destroy the world over there?

"... whatever you do, the Lord of the Alliance won't have the advantage to do that first"

Suddenly he starts to fall back, and when Mizumi replies like that with a headache, he turns to his surprised face.

"Oh, you stopped moving."

"At any rate, does the Lord of the Alliance have little interest in the Magic Formation or its world itself?

"Sort of. I'm interested in whether something different exists."

I guess. A man who ran off to law in the hope of people's happiness can't possibly do that.

"And then I wonder if there's anything from you?

"Then one. I'd like to ask you about Lord Godfreet."

When Shuiming said so, the Alliance Lord rounded his eyes as he had heard even unexpected things.

"That's... that's another name I miss. I think you're referring to the Godfleet."

"Yes, you're right."

"What's wrong with him?

"I've seen you in the other world"

"Right. He... That said, he's suddenly gone, too, but, yeah, that's the thing."

Did you suddenly get the answer and make a point? An allied lord with the look of saying he was convinced.

"I said I saw you, but of course I didn't just see you, did I?

"Yes, Sir Godfreet was up to something in the other world and stood before us."

"Hmm. So that means we have to fight him, right?

When Shui Ming nods at the words that poke at his core, the Allied Lord preempts the words, as he has read ahead.

"Before that. You can't fight for real if it's your world, can you?

"... Yes. You're right, sir."

To be said, Shuiming is astonished for a moment, but soon he also takes it for granted. With regard to the mystical laws, there can be no way this man, known as the Magic King, can be unpredictable.

Now this is where the real deal begins.

As an attitude of discipleship, Shuiming once again corrects his abode.

"- The Lord of the League. For this ascent, please apologize for leaving the organization vacant for a long time and allow me to return to the other side now. And to counter some threats, including Sir Godfreet, I'd like to ask you a lesson."

"I see what's going on. You've been summoned because there's been interference from a high-ranking presence, and you have to stick with the scuffle over there to get back, so I get it. Yeah."

"Bye."

Hearing a colorful reply will naturally brighten Shuiming's face. But it is not so sweet that it is also the first to go down this magical path.

"I will prepare a book on the discussion later on about connectivity (Ars Combinatoria), so you should take it and study it. As for the ability to fight the same...... it's not funny to say the answer easily, is it?

Again, it's not that easy. If you are a magician, it would be natural to solve the mystery yourself. When I say I will prepare a book, I will tell you to decipher the magic book that is difficult to unravel and give me an answer, and as for being able to fight with all my might over there... I wonder if you can give me some advice right now.

"The tip... right. Space Liberty Act (Cross Dimension), Summoning and Junction?

Shuiming frowns at the words of such an allied lord.

"Space Indulgence Act (Cross Dimension)... is that man's magic too?

"Yes, yes. I think that's why he was able to easily establish his position as a magician over there?

Space Liberty Act (Cross Dimension) is a special sorcery used by Vishuddha - No, the Ten Fallen to Demons (Greed of Ten), Kudrak the Ghosthide. While he was born in this world, the man showed it by performing a phase cutting (Dime Panishment) without deficiencies in the other world. This means that there is no limit as this sorcerer, even over there.

Then spatial liberty laws, summoning, and junctions. What are the answers that those three elements represent?

Is it magic that uses them all? Or is it magic that contains those elements?

"What, you don't think so hard? In this case, what's bothering you is that you can't use the magic of this world in the other world."

"Yes."

"Then..."

The Alliance Lord breathes once and says what is at his core.

"- Over there, you just have to be here."

Immediately unraveling, Mizumi makes a rugged face, and the Alliance laughs again as he dulls.

"MR Shuiming. The idea is simple and simple. Just instead."

"If it's easy to think, technology will be inversely proportional and difficult"

"That's the thing. That's the thing"

I guess the answer has already been given to the Allied Lord, who nods to Eagle Deep. All you have to do is play an ill-conceived apprentice. I'd say I have a perfectly good hobby.

"That's all the tips I can give you. Do what you have to do."

"I understand. Thank you for your help."

When he bows his head, the Alliance Lord rises to the fence. And

"... MR Shuiming. We also use the power of superior beings. That's because their power is useful and powerful to us."

"Yes."

"I'm sure so will the power of that goddess. But we got the power to beat that irrationally. And it's ready for you too."

"... Your Majesty?

Fu, it contained a noun that did not fit into a single story. A certain word that is not an evil god, not a godfried, not a kudrak.

As if it were in the same brackets as the enemies of Shui Ming.

"Well, listen."

I approached the fudge with black eyes that were about to be sucked in. It's creepy black, like an orbital black, it's bottomless.

I'm fascinated - the moment I think so, that changes. One day I saw it, to enthusiasm, to something fighting. So remind yourself. Something important. And these eyes push themselves - no, the back of everyone belonging to the Order.

- To save someone who can't be saved, for sure.

"Go. To demonstrate your ideals. If it does, it will prove us right. Kick the shit out of all your selfish, only moving deities."

"Ha-"

After receiving such a gentle ale from the Alliance Lord, Shuiming resigned from the Alliance Lord's room.

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