Isekai Mahou wa Okureteru!

Shui Ming follows behind her as she is led by Liliana. Sometimes she cares to look back on this one or hang out with me on the story. She's got an unscrupulous attitude, a swordswallowing vibe, but...

"I don't know, he's sweet."

"Did you say something?

"No, to nothing. - So, what was Liliana doing here? You didn't just come here rarely, did you?

"... it's policing"

Mizumi, who is on the right path to the library, to Liliana, who doesn't know if it's pleasant but will lead the way well, Question Time. I ask Liliana a a lot of questions that she's not vegan, but she answers for once.

"You're so enthusiastic about your work. But isn't that the jurisdiction of the gendarmerie?

"Well, you get it. That's true. But these days, there's been a case of making a scene in the Imperial capital, and we don't have enough people."

"Uh, is that definitely a coma case?

"That's right. If you don't want to get involved either. Don't walk that place alone."

and to Liliana, who spoke, Shuiming tries to mouth the proper reasoning that just flashed right now.

"The thing is, the case is happening near the upstream section."

"Hey, answer me."

Liliana doesn't answer. Keep the stupor going, I won't turn around. You cared for me during the conversation, and you just looked back.

Was there a better line at the moment? Liliana inadvertently asked when Shuiming tried to take it in front of the person conducting the investigation.

"... I'd like to ask"

"What?

"Aren't you afraid of me?

And, just a little bit to this side of her neck, she asks me that with her peculiar jittery gaze.

"What? Oh, not really, though? Why are you asking me that all of a sudden?"

"You talk to me no differently than I do. No one else is scared.

So, or even though it revolts all the time like the others just now. Why? "

"He said he could freak out a little bit as intimidated. Besides, they're younger, aren't they?

Younger. Let them imitate you. "

If you do have a lot of magic, you also have a strong power to occupy the field. If one occupies the place, one becomes foreign at that moment, and that also acts on the deep psyche. When intimidating an opponent, filling the space with your own magic is considered most effective.

But I can't do anything if I'm stuck with it. Sure, Liliana's spiritual anger (psychic acids) is pretty powerful, but this one's not ordinary.

"... Really? He's a rare one."

That's what I said, Liliana, looking forward. Sure, some people will find her look creepy. Military titles also attract the whims of ordinary people. If you're solidifying yourself into all those factors, why might it be something you doubt?

"I mean, you're tingling, you're conscious."

"Well, somewhat. But that's what my immediate supervisor taught me that military personnel need. Military personnel should not be licked. You must be a subject of fear because you have the skill to fight."

Shuiming sighs at Liliana's words. And I took my gaze off of her, and I looked across the sky, and with a grunting voice,

"You're lying."

"Right? The intimidation you're constantly infiltrating your surroundings is not something that overwhelms your enemies, but something that protects you - something that you're wary of. Didn't I?"

"Why, do you think so?

"You keep a meaningless distance from your opponent or overreact to trends around you in detail. In words and in movements. The same goes for the stuffing, but it intimidates the opponent right away. - And then look."

"It's the same thing that doesn't mean you don't lean on them, but in the end that's the same thing that dogs are barking at. Hey, you, why are you so upset about killing people around you? I don't know what to say after what I saw earlier, but it doesn't mean there's just enemies around, does it?

Asking Liliana, turning around the corner, there was a shop with a sign with an appetizing attraction. Kids play with the ball in the vicinity. But did you notice anything? He shrugged up like a herbivore who felt the presence of his natural enemies, turned this way and fled to scatter the spider child.

Liliana glanced at it,

"... you don't have to answer. Still, if there's anything I should say, it's just that I'm a military, you're a citizen, nothing more or less."

"I thought it would be better to be more normal like this... was it an extra favor? Sorry about that."

Liliana shrugs and squeaks as she apologizes for Mizuming stepping too far into the individual.

"... name"

"Hmm?"

"Yours, it's a name. I don't know your name. It's not fair that only one of you knows the name, so tell me right away."

I also recall that Shuiming, speaking of which, did not make a name for each other.

"It's a swimey goat key."

"Shimei Hakagi"

"... what is it? Shimei."

"No, no, Swimey Yakagi"

"Shh... Shh... Swimey Yakagi. Here's the deal?

Nod. Did you just say the point of pronunciation? Liliana's statement about an "unusual name, it is," still has to laugh bitterly.

When they shared their names with each other, a man dressed in military uniform appeared from the corner. A man of all ages with gray crossed black hair. Swords on hips, military uniforms neat without a single wrinkle.

Mizumi looked familiar to that figure. When I used to go to church, it was a man who made a mistake on the trail and reputed Refill to be a strong man. And when Liliana catches the man's appearance in her eyes, she stiffens herself tightly, as if a thread of tension had been circled on her body.

Do you know him? One man also slightly hisses an eyebrow on his stern face when he catches her in the eye and walks in front of her.

"Liliana. What are you doing here"

"Colonel..."

As a result, the prediction was misplaced. Liliana called seems surprised somewhere. And stay tied to tension and lag behind in responding to the man.

"Liliana, answer me"

"I was investigating this neighborhood for an example."

"Is this about an example? You don't have to do that. That's what others do."

"But"

"You just have to listen to me, that's fine. Don't do anything extra except in the military, just be nice."

"... Yes"

Eyes with sharp light. Yes, he pierced Liliana with a gaze he could describe, and the man he called the colonel harshly said away. Liliana's shoulder drops markedly to scolding, high-pressure narratives. That quiet look tells me it's very hard to buy a man an unhappiness.

But to a man's words and voices, surely...

"What about you? Why are you with Liliana?

"Huh? Oh, I'm the one who was giving her directions. Hi, I'm not used to geography around here, and I asked her to help me where I was lost."

"Ah..."

"Aren't you a man of the Empire?

I've been here lately.

When Shuiming replies briefly, the man looks at Shuiming from his toe to the top of his head and meditates. Were you looking for any suspicious or blameworthy parts? And now you realize it's not there? I exhale myself as if I had done an indulgent thing, spinning my words in that calm voice.

"Right. The present imperial capital is in a situation that cannot be said to be very secure. Same goes for places where you don't know the way, but don't walk too much alone at night."

"Thank you for your concern"

"And then the Imperial Library goes straight down this road and you can see it as you turn left where you hit it"

You mean go alone from here?

He turns to Liliana and says a short word, bowing his head and thanking her again for what some man might want to call a teacher.

"... Let's go"

"Yes."

Liliana followed the man behind his back, without defying the word. Turn your back as well as imitate the man who turns your back, and go into the trail. When the two appearances disappeared into the shadows, the signs eventually disappeared like smoke, too.

"I bought you sweets..."

Left behind, Shuiming remembers to say so. But while living in the same imperial capital, we will see each other again. Unilateral promises, but I also think my brother-in-law should fulfill them then.

... Liliana told the man she called herself Colonel, an investigation. Apparently, it wasn't policing. There were exchanges where the sprouts remained, but after all, it was none of my business.

"... okay. Do I do what I have to do?"

"It's been a long time."

After finishing his visions at the Imperial Library, Shuiming pounds the bones of his neck as he answers the front door and turns his shoulders like he did. Inside the library it was only called Imperial One or Trinity One, and it was wide inside, with a considerable amount of books. There have been delays in arriving so far today, I have just stayed looking for shelves with blind books on them, but next time I come I will look up at the sky hoping to get some magic or something.

The sky is already the color of darkness. There was an upper string moon in the black that was going to be sucked in, alluding implicitly to the missed time of return.

I can inadvertently hear the door opening from behind.

"Excuse me - whoa, was that you, goat?"

"Oh, Mr. Clerk"

Coming out of the library was Loomion, an elf man, who guided me through the building this day at Shuiming. He is dressed in clothes worn by library staff and, as he named himself an elf, has long ears.

"Thank you for today."

"No, it's still a shallow day since I've been an official here too, so it's a study to guide people"

To Loomion, who says so and humbles himself, Shuiming replies in a flamboyant manner.

"You've come a long way."

"It's an elf, so memory has its own."

So, Loomion slaps his temples tongues with his index finger. Does an elf in this world have a high memory? Indeed, it may be important to refer to it as the power to remember and bring it to life because of the species that are considered to be long-lived species and that live for so long as they cannot be compared to humans.

After talking to the public for a while, Loomion said, "Well, here I am," and left before Mizuki.

Mizumi, on the other hand, is going to be a family route. Now I thought about how I was going to go home, but in the end I still don't know the way, so I decided to go back the way I came, Shuiming... but in front of the upstream compartment, it was there.

"Mmm."

I notice it on the way. to the absence of any light in the space ahead. As if it were also a border there separating the town from the town, the compartment, which should be a beautiful city a few steps away, is in darkness precipitated. Unnatural. When I left the library, there must have been an upper string moon in the sky. There is no tall building that covers the sky as in modern times, it is not falling in the shadow painting, and it is unlikely to be dark despite the lack of anything to block the light.

Plus I can feel a slight sign of magic. That means

(The juncture? No, because there shouldn't be a concept of juncture in this world - Hmm. Did you weaken and pseudo-darken the light in space, or even make it a factor that absorbs light...)

Look around without alarm, and look for the presence of a surgical ceremony, changes in events, and the presence or absence of a mystery. Again, this unnatural darkness was created by witchcraft. The upstream section is now falling into darkness. The darkness before dawn, or no. I'm more dizzy than that. Well, what's this all about? I can feel the disturbing smell,

"Ha, help! Help me..."

"Ah?"

If you notice, out of the darkness at the front, someone runs asking for help. A faint exhalation at short intervals complains that running is already the limit - something happened?

"There! Please! Help me!

"Oh, oh, I don't mind, but what's going on?

At the same time as Shuiming asks, the man either leaves his leg behind or falls down relaxed. "Are you all right?" I try to lend him a hand, but the man turns right back from the state of lying down and points to it, in the way that he says it is now okay to take that hand.

"That's it! That's what made me..."

"Is that it?"

The first sign revealed was a sign of intense magic in Mizuming's attempt to ask the man back. Because it's getting closer, or the unseen minutes are gradually seeping out of the back of the darkness.

And soon, as if a part of the darkness had been cut off, a tall someone who came in a black robe as if dyed with ink appeared in the space in front of him.

"Hih! Hih, good!

Its shadow, wearing a hood on a black robe, tells nothing. Are you staring at a man who screams pitifully if he is? I don't know if it is, but Shuiming looks at the black shadow with a sharp narrowing of his frigid gaze as he supports a man who lags behind with his butt on a brick.

(Maybe this guy?

Secondly, such speculation comes to mind. I wonder if this is what happened with the coma that is making the Empire noise right now.

This is the situation. Probably a hit.

Though I wonder if I might be involved, I make my body circle the tension of battle. But did the shadow lose its mind or disappear into the darkness?

"Yay, thanks..."

"What was that..."

Shuiming surprises one earlier shadow with a man weakened nagging and poking his hand at the spot on his ass. Was the aim this man? So the irrelevant happened to be present, so he left? Conclude the current series of events that way.

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