As soon as I entered the royal palace, I was separated from Celestia and forced into a separate room by myself.

Needless to say, rooms with simple beds and tables are worse off than the ones you've been staying in.

The position here is a mere slave, different from Naya's.

I understand that, but I am not convinced that the treatment is definitely worse than when I first came here.

Moreover, there is no doubt that if you are in the royal palace, you will not even be able to experiment with resurrection of the dead.

Sometimes it's a fake Ars, and if you don't get out of here as soon as possible, as you lie down in bed, the pleasant sound of concom sounds from the door.

"Your Majesty is waiting. I want you to report it now."

I can talk to just the guards from above.

It's been a long time and it's pretty fresh.

However, I have talked to Naya and I think we should improve our position here a little.

And he was brought into the midst of the guard, and there was no sign of Seretia; and beside him was the king, and for some reason Flair, and Luven.

I have a bad feeling, but there's nothing I can do, so I can finish my greeting on one knee.

I reported on what I had gained from traveling with Celia in the Crown system, and had a conversation with the king without difficulty, but I didn't even know what the two people beside me were talking about because they were worried.

Wallace, what's wrong? I feel like I haven't been here since.... "

The king seemed to have noticed my anomaly and asked in a hurry.

"No, I was concerned that Lord Flair and Lord Ruven were here."

"Oh, was that so? Well, there was a proposal from Leuven that he wanted to make a great contribution as a guardian slave of Celia in the Crown system."

The man named Luven seems more persistent than I imagined.

He is still standing beside His Majesty with his hostile eyes on us.

I suppose he remembers his arm because he's a warrior chief.

But I'm sure my strength has been well communicated.

Still, I wonder if you doubt my strength or are proud of my strength beyond that.

"I don't mind, but would it hurt the name of the Warrior Chancellor, such as dealing with a slave?

"You don't have to worry about that. This Luven was also a former slave. No, even now," the king gladly turned to Flair, but was completely ignored.

"Wallace Sai, you're going to have to fight this Ruven."

"Your orders."

When she heard my reply, Flair lowered her eyes and Ruven smiled.

Afterwards, the king told me that it was noon tomorrow, and when I was kicked out of the window, I was pushed into my little room again.

----Oh, I wondered if it was because of his breath.

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How much time has passed, the world that can be seen from a small window is already dark, and without the light on, the room is dark and nothing can be seen.

I think I've decided that I won't be free until tomorrow.

As I rolled into bed, I changed the magic formula of resurrection in my head.

There is no problem with the basic structure, and, as Vio put it, completing it will not anchor the soul in this world.

"I can't tell you that the resurrection magic of the dead is incomplete..."

Alchemy magic, which False Arus would be using, has an advantage now.

However, considering that even that fake Arus is resurrecting pseudo-aluminum magic, the magic I'm trying to do didn't work.

----How to strengthen the bond between this world and your soul.

No matter how much you think about whether such a thing exists, you won't find an answer.

Vio is right, isn't it a magical level?

If you think too deeply and consume too much energy, you will hear a loud sound from your stomach.

"Mr. Walls, are you there? I brought you a meal."

At a time when I thought I'd missed a meal, I heard Fiel's voice across the door.

"Open"

The door slowly opened, and Fiel appeared with a solid amount of food in the tray that he didn't think was for slavery.

It's Celestia.

"I thought we'd skip dinner tonight."

Fiel put a tray on the table and said, "Is this about the dressing? I asked.

"Oh, it only adds to the trouble. In the meantime, I would like to show my strength and improve my treatment."

That's right.

Fiel looked around the simple room and smiled bitterly.

I remember seeing him like that and I had to ask Fiel.

It's an important thing that you can't hear without this opportunity.

"I need to ask Fiel something. Do you have a minute?

"Just a little bit is fine."

I decided to ask myself straight to the point that I would be suspicious if we were alone in a room like this, and if I could just finish the requirements quickly.

"I'm talking about the virus. Has he always been magically good?

"What do you mean?

Fiel leans her neck to the side because she doesn't understand my question.

"The virus I knew could only be used up to three levels of magic, but the one I met at the royal palace instantly saw my water attribute invalid magic."

"I think that's possible. As Wallace mentioned, I've only seen three levels of magic in my life. Still, I think you've seen Arus' magic and my magic all the time, and I think there were quite a few eyes to identify the magic."

"--Well, that's not the virus I know. I have a different personality...."

"Don't look so sad."

Fiel also made a sad expression so that she couldn't say anything about people and peeked into my face.

But this is almost certain.

I hate to admit it, but this world is almost certainly different from the one I was in, and the virus is not the brother I know.

If it was originally a force, I could no longer conclude that it was a cooperative relationship with Arus solely on that basis... but I don't know how I made my decision...

"I thought I was a cult, face-to-face with the virus, but do you think Fiel still has nothing to do with the virus?

"There was no difference between the previous virus and the virus just before I ran away... and I started talking to Arus a lot..."

I don't know what kind of relationship this world had between Virus and Fiel.

Now, I think my memories are even getting in the way.

If you can only make a biased decision, you might want to leave the virus blank for now.

If that virus is the virus in this world, it is quick to decide on the cult side with my preconceptions alone.

The virus in this world has already heard about the alchemy magic, and it can be thought of that time when you threw a camel at me.

I decided it would be wise to observe the movement of the virus simultaneously with the actions of False Aruth, and I decided to dispel my suspicions about the virus.