Hermit Wizard

The next thing I heard was a more faint voice. A voice that seems to be sounding a little less sensitive. It's like they're discussing something.

Still stuck in your head several times at a time. I could not fully understand the content, but I knew the main concepts.

A form of flesh that existed long ago, a two-dimensional adversary, a suggestion that it would be better to turn it off and continue discussions, a rebuttal that observation cannot be stopped, speculation about many possibilities, and a panic.

We need to talk to you. I'm going to pause my brain function restraint spell. # # # # I think I've been solving it before. Hm · · · I must have looked closely. If you look at the shape of the body, it's between the fourth and fifth centuries. It's a feature of the time that genetic modification has just begun.

Oh, my God. How do you remember all that? I forgot all about history biology before I graduated. I remember grumbling about why it wasn't included in the genetic information pile every test period.

Did your ancestors make the leap to such a distant dimension? Now it's a neighbourhood with no dimensional barriers, but it used to be huge. · · · Even so, how can we guess all the crazy things we did in the barbarian era? In the fourth century, how many stages?

# # The period ().

It's not metaphorical, it's literally pioneer farming. Who do I have to wake up to see the original history records of that time? Hey, is the saved side of the Middle Ages original # # # Yen? Or Tella # # Moganin?

Do not approach.

With the exception of the word 'do not approach’, the sensitivity was greatly reduced. If you chew up the meaning of the word, it's like a conversation that took place over there. But for me, all the words were overlapping at the same time.

So far, six voices are stuffed once again after a little time.

If I'm going to connect with Arimi # # # En, I won't. The artificial souls developed in that generation have the same properties as # # #.

Somebody turn off the recording line for a second. · · · No, everybody stop. Let's just turn that thing off for a second.

Don't worry. Last time I was disciplined by Lou # # Kaus, I drastically lowered my # # # # sensitivity. I'm not gonna hear a story like this on the street. Turning that off isn't worth turning it back on.

Are you sure you have low sensitivity?

I agree. Don't worry. I never listen to that level of civilization. It relies entirely on the knowledge of other dimensions of magical research, and the highest level of civilization among the exchange races goes back to our history in the Middle Ages. I can't hear this with a horsepower circuit pierced with medium-high heating.

We do not want you.

Uh, there. I can hear everything now.

They focused on the conversation to make sure I didn't hear the conversation at all. I listened for a moment, and then I gave up again.

“Hey, let's start with the golden fog. ”

A mental wave that comes back like an answer.

Humans keep trying to talk? Let's hear the story of that human and his fellow child. By the way, there's a psychotic disturbance in the little fella, and he's fine, right?

It's too young. Maybe one or two years old. If it were medieval flesh, there wouldn't be much memory stored in the genes. I don't know if I can have a proper conversation.

What do I do when I'm out of my mind? How were you able to communicate with a people whose language was not stored in genetic information?

I will send you an External Dimension Detection Doll equipped with a Young Wave Generator. I don't know if there's a human stock. Who's going to pilot it?

I'll do it! I have my credentials!

We do not want you.

The golden mist that was filling my surroundings with originals faded and disappeared.

“· · oh? Huh?”

Marudo wakes up and rolls his eyes and observes the surroundings.

“Untie me. ”

I break the bare tentacle knot on my waist. Then he floated into the air and fixed his gaze toward the photon golem.

“I've developed much more than I've ever seen with the knowledge of the source stone. ”

“How do you know that? ”

“When you look, you know. ”

While we were having a conversation, a change occurred in the channel.

The blue light covering the channel cross-section begins to stir. Then a small object slowly walks through the luminosity.

“· · · Human? ”

But soon I realize that something is different. The opponent's skeleton resembles that of a human being at first glance, but it has a different look and feel from the energy of the body.

No human being I know has such a strange power. And no human skin I know is purple.

The opponent opens his mouth.

“What's up, kid? Do you understand me now? ”

It was probably the floor, not me. It was a spoken language, but I was able to understand the other person without interruption. I mutter quietly.

“That would be great.”

That makes sense. In a way, it was a simple event, but the implications were not simple.

So far, their way of communicating doctors has been something similar to telepathy, but that's just spoken language. My interpreter magic is not responding to that language at all. It means the language is not in the academic record.

But how do I understand that?

Alternatively, I can't even guess the source and limits of the power used by pioneers.

“· · · Yes. I understand.”

Maru replied.

· · · And all of a sudden, what's the price?

“Human, you can reap the interpreter magic you're using. Our language is not on the academic record anyway. · · · Well, that's a little weird. Why is the magic level so high? Even if I learned it from Grampery, it's not the right level. ”

After muttering like that, the opponent looks back at the floor.

“For now, it's been an important day. Kid, what's your name? ”

“· · · · Flooring. ”

“Now, the floor. Listen to me carefully and don't worry about anything you don't understand. According to the Native Protection Act, we need to know if you're a refugee. That's why we sent this doll, even though it's a dimension we shouldn't interfere with. The Native Rights Act takes precedence over most statutes, including the Protection of the Rights of Indigenous Peoples Act. Have you understood this far?”

“· · · Yes. I understand. There are only three statutes that take precedence over the Native Protection Act. ”

Maru answers based on knowledge probably obtained from the source stone.

“Hmm? Your words are a concept that didn't exist in the Middle Ages, but they don't match knowledge these days. Just a moment.”

The doll pauses. I'm a pioneer who controls that doll for a while.) and talking to his colleagues.

“Oh, yeah. Floor. Your knowledge is a bit old. There were about six periods in history when the Native Protection Act ranked fourth in legal priority, the most recent of which was about 1,500 years ago. How did you get that knowledge? ”

“The source stone.”

“· · · Root stone? ”

The floor briefly explained and the doll made a ‘look’ that seemed to understand.

“Aha. You're talking about information storage media for third-dimensional distribution. If it was distributed while radiating the dragon, it wouldn't contain that much information. Do you remember the name of that dimension? ”

“14220 # 2 Dimensions, · · ·. ”

“Wait a minute. Seeing that there's nothing in the basic genetic information tool, it seems to be a bit of an outlying dimension. ”

After a moment of silence, the doll opens its mouth.

“Oh, yeah. Thank you for answering well. Now we know the level of information you have. ”

Guess what level of information was entered in the source stone that the floor came into contact with.

“Floor, let me explain something a little different from what you know. Now we don't just use our opponent's free will when we find a fugitive. But I'll make sure. Maru, are you in trouble because you feel yourself? ”

I was nervous for a moment. By the way, what does this guy usually have in mind? The Chaos Song was entrusted to me. Is that reflected in the will of the floor?

But luckily, Maru gave me a reassuring answer.

“No, I wasn't distracted. ”

“You're staying in this dimension as your doctor, aren't you? ”

“Exactly.”

“Then there's one more thing to check. Wait a minute.”

That pioneer who controls dolls just said. Besides free will, other factors are involved in convicting the fugitive. Probably a confirmation of that.

“Floor, I've made some additional observations through this doll. There's a limit to evolution with your soul. ”

· · · Hmm? What did you say?

“Even if you evolve your soul like this, the wall cannot be crossed. You know the concept of a wall, don't you? Yeah, you can't move on to the next level, no matter how high you get. The existence of this limitation means that you are not conceived through normal reproductive activity. I'm guessing it was the Old Man who made you. You're a piece of Dimensional Destroyer. ”

The opponent has already noticed. I know how he was made.

“ · · · · · ·. ”

The floor does not answer, but the opponent continues to speak.

“As long as we know that you evolve like this and there is no possibility of evolving as a savior, we have no obligation to force you to return to the mobile world. Your relationship with the savior who created you doesn't affect our decision making. At least he's not the savior of our MoD. So now you can only make judgments based on your own free will. ”

I can't stand curiosity and ask.

“If it's possible to evolve as a beggar, does that mean you were planning to take him? ”

The doll turns her head and looks at me. I see myself in yellow eyes.

“Humans, we respect every race in the world. Even if you're a race of uncivilized civilizations, even if you have extreme values. Conversations are also possible at a limited level if future conditions are met. But now that we're working on something more important than that, please wait. ”

What? Why is it so scary? The floorboards sound like the kindest kind in the world!

But the next moment I realized. Yes, I can't guarantee that every individual will genuinely follow the values of that race.

I get anxious in a moment. Maybe I made a decision too soon?

“Can't I be a savior? ”

Anyway, I got the answer to my question. Because the floor asked the same question.

“· · · You know why. If there's any chance of being a savior, and the rest of the way to that stage is close, we have to go back to our dimension and take care of it. It will result in the destruction of a certain dimension. ”

It is the moment of gaining divinity.

“I'll ask you one more time, Floor. You want to stay in this dimension, don't you? I've confirmed that it wasn't brainwashed by the human next door. Are you emotionally or physically exploited? ”

I felt another corner of my chest twitching.

The floor replies quietly.

“There's no such thing. ”

“You're not lying. At least I don't feel that way about myself. ”

Does that doll have a lie detector?

“All right, floor."

The doll smiled and said,

"I will support your life in this dimension. And finally, is there anything we can do to support you in living at this level in the future? It's a homosexual question. ”

The moment I heard that, I was awake. That part does not deviate greatly from the knowledge that the floor knew. The floor on which the question was asked answers the questions that had been told in advance.

“I want to understand the art of possessing souls. ”

“Hmm?”

The doll raises its head.

“You don't want to know, you want to understand? ”

“Yes.”

“For what? ”

The floor replies calmly as it was prepared. I have the knowledge I gained from the academic record, but I have difficulty understanding it. The doll who heard it looked at me with a strange face.

“· · · What does that man mean to you? ”

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