Black Iron Magician ~ Training Story of the Untalented Disciple ~

Speak of a few days of shaking hometown meals in the mansion's dining room. Nevertheless, Hal is currently in a badass state. It was no other Nell who cooked these dishes for me. Yeah, yummy. And brown. Meaty.

"What do you say?"

"It tastes like it reminds me of my adventurous days. I miss it. But it's even better than that."

"Derris has a better mouth. Ma, I'll leave you alone."

A gob of tea that flattens the meat on a side by side plate and finally promotes digestion. My health-oriented myboom.

"By the way, what happened to Hal and the others since then?

"After soaking up the hot tub, I wandered off and the three of us fell asleep. Even though it was a shift, what do you care? It was the limit already. Normally, Chinatsu, who was supposed to go to work for the Knights, collapsed without having to worry about his head."

"You've been letting that thing go through the last few days? What the hell..."

"You're going to send me to hell, aren't you? Well, wouldn't it be reassuring if I let you experience more hell in advance?

It is a brain muscle theory until it is clear. It's just a little regrettable that I'm not wrong. It sounds like it was growing rapidly this short time.

"So, how was it that way?

"Oh, the Vaccarat trials?

"No, I'm not. Erde, yeah, the Empire."

"Elderado the Great Empire."

"It doesn't matter what the name of the country is. Derris, you had a bad feeling about that country again, apart from this trial story, didn't you? I went to a country like that, and I thought you were okay."

"No, it's rather enough to relieve stress by harassing you all you want - huh? Did I tell Nell about Elderado?

"It's my wife who somehow understands. Did you realize that every time the subject of Elderado came up, your eyebrows rose for a moment?

"... are you serious?

"If I hadn't seen Derris' face the whole time, well, on an unnoticed level. Hey, if there is, before you met me... when did you meet Arezel? Isn't it time you told me?

"... Seriously."

I know it's mostly an inquiry, but it attracts the right answers. This is why I'm afraid of women. Especially Nell's suspicion is esper.

"Uh, it's not funny to hear, so I haven't even told Nell before now -"

"- There's nothing futile about Delis being involved, even if it's not funny. At least for me."

"... ok, it's my loss. This is when I moved into this world."

It won't be twenty years, but since I was a teenager, it's still more than a decade old. He once lived in Japan, and I was standing in the middle of the wilderness of the Die continent. I didn't know what it meant, I had no memory of it until then, and I stood in my clothes.

"What kind of transfer between worlds? Feels like the chinatsus got invited to Joseph?

"No, it's a little different. Although contraindicated in the case of Hal and Chinatsu et al., metastases were made via historic summoners. In my case, it's like I've been hidden. Miraculously fell into an empty hole, should I describe it? Well, in short, it's not like the evil demon king or the god who protects the world, or anyone else intended it, but he came to this world at the whim of the world. Besides, I had no memory of myself as to the effects of such a devious metastasis. This Derris name is also, in a way, a pseudonym. I don't even know his real name."

"I don't know what to say, that was unhappy..."

"That's where the real misfortune came from."

Being only a young man who had lost his memory, I was just flabbergasted by the sight I had never seen or heard of. I knew nothing about this world and was thrown unannounced. Humans, when they do, there is one thing to do. Ask someone for help. In good time, we discover a group of carriages in the wilderness. I rushed to the spot and shook my hands for help.

"But the ones on that carriage were the ones who made slave hunting their business in El Delado, and I got caught funny as it was. Was it uncommon to wear clothes and a little luggage from different worlds at that time, and all my belongings were stripped off? I don't know where it is now, my clothes and purse from that time..."

"Is that a true story? Looking at Delis now, I can't believe it at all, though?

"I used to be blue, too. I met Nell, and that's what made me adapt to this world to a certain extent. Well, it's because I've had such a bitter experience that I can tell you I have who I am now."

"Humph, I see. It's getting interesting. So what?"

"Oh, is that funny? Uh, I was wondering if it's funny...?

Caught hunting slaves, I was put on a cloth bag and taken somewhere with my vision blocked. It's naked and fucking cold, and all you can hear through the cloth is someone's sobbing voice, and the sound of the carriage wheels kicking the ground.

Then you are allowed to drink only the warm water, and as always travel by carriage for a few days. It was the empire capital of Elderado, which was also the royal castle, that eventually arrived, taking various places as its turn. But it was an underground prison, not the earth. I took a corner cloth bag, and there was little light, and it was like a fire that lit a crude candle with precision. Even at this point, I was quite apathetic, but I was even more depressed when I saw where I was going. Obviously not normal, there.

"Things are getting worse. Still falling out of there? Sudden descent?"

"Sadly it still falls. That was right. That was the bottom of my life."

Around this time, Elderado used illegal means to collect slaves. If some of them were caught like me, some of them were brought here as criminals. Looks like there were a lot of purposes, but the dosing experiments, the training opponents of the modified monsters, the enhanced human plan, none of them. I didn't know what I was going to do at this time, but I knew that once they put me in jail for that purpose, I would never be able to come back. In fact, no one came back from jail.

I'm just wondering if you're lucky you're unhappy? Even though it was incomplete, I had some strength after a single metastasis. Specifically, it's about vocational level 3 strength. And a considerable number of slaves had been captured in prison. I guess they only thought about the extent of the disposable experimental material, but that meant they had plenty of time until my order came around.

So, without a pattern, at this time, I made an effort to live crazily in death. I asked my dead eyed roommate about the system in this world with all his hands, and developed his abilities in limited information, environment, and time. Humans, if we get pushed, we'll show the bottom line of the fire, and we took a few weeks to get to level four. It'll be late compared to Hal, but you think I did well in that environment, huh? There's no master, the rice stinks, the excrement is drooling - but the turning point has come. It's fate's day, not to get out of jail for their purpose, but to get out of jail for their freedom.

At last, the day the order came around, I pretended to be debilitated in my cell. Ignore everything when they call you, you can't get up on your own. I've made appeals. The moment the two soldiers of Elderado unlocked the lock of the cell and came close to carrying me, the battle took place. The first battle, and even though humans are opponents, I succeed surprisingly calmly and quickly in closing them down. I'm glad they're just general soldiers. By then, my roommate was gone, and no one would ever find out. Loan the equipment of the defeated soldier and escape the prison in the dark. Well, this is the real deal, and I'm in the mood.

'... no, uh, me, it's not suspicious. It's true. "

The moment I get in the mood, the young me who plays the lapse of running into someone in the corner. Just a dialogue, it was the other guy who said it.