Disciple of Immortal

The demonic raid was cleaned up safely and the carriage set out again for the magical city of Manarak.

"Excuse me... it's kind of like I'm throwing it all at Mr. Pomera"

I bowed my head to Pomera in the carriage.

"That's okay... no, I don't know if it's okay..."

Pomera gave me a look that looked complicated.

... In the last few days, Pomera has become a hero of Aaroburg, a city that has left the boundaries of the Notes while healing the people of the city, and a summoner who serves the spirits of the mighty dragon.

There will be things I think about.

Or both titles that I pushed in the stream.

"Um... who the hell is Philia...?

Pomera looks anxiously at Filia.

I just can't seem to keep any more silent with Pomera.

Which way, it was impossible to continue to delude more than we were acting together.

I sent an eye-to-eye signal to Philia, willing to confirm.

For once, I wanted to get more recognition from Philia before I told Pomera.

Philia rode herself out of the chair as usual and was delighted to roll through the book and look out.

Take my gaze, Philia looks back.

When she and I met, she smiled.

She's cute, but she's not.

"Phyllia...... I'd like to tell Mr. Pomera about Phyllia, is she okay?

When I asked, Phyllia turned off her grin and lost her expression.

Apparently, the answer is clear.

I don't know how many memories I have of five thousand years ago or when I was Zorophilia, the god of fear, but it should have been a spectacular past.

I have decided not to think well of being mildly spoken to by a communicator.

Philia smiled again and crawled over the bench and sat on my lap.

"Philia?

Philia stretches her neck and looks back at my face.

"Philia, I don't know what's hard, so I'll leave everything to you about Philia!

That's what they said with a full smile.

... Maybe I was just thinking about it because I didn't really know who I was.

The Notts' ancestors seemed to have planted a rather powerful curse on the philia, and the duration of the seal was too long.

Are you not sure who you are?

No, maybe I just, you know, decided not to remember.

It will be hard memories to remember too.

Besides, given Philia's special circumstances, I don't even know what my position would be to protect her if I misjudged her.

Maybe that's what Phyllia told us to look out for us and say, 'I'll leave all my judgments to you'.

"Phyllia..."

When I spoke, I fell to keep my weight.

Her eyes are closed and she is exhaling comfortably.

He got tired and sleepy.

... after all, maybe it was too much of my thinking.

"She's a long time ago, when Notts unsealed her."

"Huh...?

Pomera rounds her eyes.

"Looks like Notts was using Phyllia to explore the overthrow of the kingdom. I didn't think Phyllia had that much power... but I was fighting and I got a little chilly too"

I didn't think you were going to get attacked by the four of you.

…………

Pomera kept her mouth shut.

"Mr. Pomera?

"Isn't it a monster to push Kanata at all..."

"Mr. Pomera, do you think this is about me?

Block your mouth with your hands as Pomera noticed all the time.

"Of course, Philia doesn't have the will to fight right now. It looks like the distant ancestors of Notts were tied with a curse to control Phyllia, but that's already been solved."

"Yes, no... so, but... ho, are you sure you're okay...?

Pomera came to me feeling restless.

I also know why Pomera can threaten.

I was pretty worried about what I should do with Philia too, but looking at how she is now, killing her and leaving her behind couldn't be an option.

Then no matter how much I thought about it, there was no other way than to take him.

"Hiu"

That's when Phyllia knocked her face down to the side with my knee as she leaked her bedtime remarks.

He smiled as he slept comfortably.

The look on Pomera's face, which I had threatened earlier, loosens and makes me smile so that Filia can catch me.

"I know how anxious you feel... because you couldn't have abandoned Philia"

"Right..."

Pomera nodded small.

Travelling by carriage did not cause any major problems, especially demonic raids, after that.

Five days after we left, we saw a city surrounded by large walls.

He crosses the wall and has a slight peek at the tall, dull roof.

"Is that the magic city of Manarak?"

"Sounds like it. Not that far from Arloburg...... Pomera, too, has never been here before. I have often heard that there is the most abundant library of magic books and alchemy and magic research facilities in the Kingdom."

"I see... Mr. Renaele would be happy to be here too..."

I was whining about that.

Renaele will not be realistic because of the filth of the Underworld... but she will surely be interested in modern magic books, research results, etc.

From the roof you can see over the city walls, the view of the city also looks amazing.

Hopefully, I would have liked to visit this city with her.

"Mr. Canata......?

With Pomera's voice, I returned it to me.

"I've been thinking a little bit. Excuse me, have you listened to me?

"No... Well, Mr. Renaele is Kanata's magician, isn't he?

Pomera called out to her surprise.

"Yes, magic… the art of battle, including magic, was taught by Mr. Renaele"

Pomera seemed oddly concerned about Renaele.

Do you even think it's my legal story?

"What's wrong with that?

"No, Kanata, who talks about Mr. Renaele... I always hope he has a strange fever..."

"He's also a benefactor to my life."

What the hell is Pomera so hooked up with?

"From the name, I think you're a woman...... well, how old is Mr. Renaele?

"Let..."

Unexpectedly, I almost answered that I was supposed to be a little over a thousand years old.

I whisper in panic.

It turns out Renaele is rich.

It's not that I don't trust Pomera, but it wouldn't be something I dare say.

It seems better to keep it down to the range of human life expectancy.

"I think he was about eighty years old"

"What... Mr. Renaele, you were older..."

I exhaled like Pomera was relieved.

I think a strange mistake has been made... well, it won't be like Renaele and Pomera face-to-face, so it'll be fine.

"What's wrong with that?

"Yes, no! Nothing, that's not why...!

Pomera turned red and shook her head.

... I'm not sure, but Pomera seems to have convinced me, above all.