I Became a Magical Cheat Loli Witch ~My Different World Life With My Reincarnation Privilege [Creation Magic] and the [Seed of Magic]~

Cleanse the bony giant approaching the fort and lie down in bed with Teto in the room of the guided fort.

"It's been a long time since I slept in the same bed as Teto."

"Teto always wanted to hug the witch."

"I missed Teto too."

For the first time in a year, I was immediately attacked by drowsiness because of the feeling of security that I was held in Teto's arm and the sense of haste that had subsided since the divine deity of Re = L.

"I have a lot of things to do tomorrow."

"Witch, we need to rest now."

So Teto and I slept in a room in the fort.

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And then I realized that Teto and I were in the black space of the dream deity, and there were four goddesses in front of me.

― ― Lariel, the sun god, smiles happily.

― ― Luriel, the mother god of the sea, does not stop smiling gently.

― ― Re = L, the god of the sky, looked at us with respect.

--And Riel, the mother of the earth, who reincarnated me as an apostle, had a weeping smile.

Thank you, Chise. Thank you so much. "

"You mean the bone giant crusade? Not just me, but Teto and Ernie."

"We all did our best!

That's what Teto and I say, but Liliel shakes her head quietly.

No. Purifying the bone giants allowed the souls of the ancient magical civilizations to return to the circle. Only a fraction of it, but my sister Lauriel's power was restored a little by the return of her soul to the circle. "

The death of a large number of people in space and space during the runaway of ancient magical civilization 2,000 years ago seems to have restored the power by returning the soul of the dead to Lauriel, the degenerate Hades.

I haven't been awake for a long time, but I've been able to get all my sisters together. Thank you, Chise-chan, Teto-chan "

Thank you for everything! I need your help with the floating islands and this crisis in the west of the continent! Now I can combine the power of my space-time with that of Lorill's Underworld to guide the souls of those swallowed up in space-time one by one!

I think it was really good to hear the words of quiet beautiful Ruriel and energetic girl.

I see. If Loriel wakes up, he can help us manage the world by turning our faithful soul owners into angels and spirits after they die!

It seems that the depletion of magic caused by the runaway magical civilization 2,000 years ago has reduced the number of angels and spirits who work as limbs for Riel, and he is delighted that it can finally be replenished.

However, I wondered if Lariel just wanted to skip it... and was actually seen with a jito eye by a serious Riel.

There was a lot of damage from this artificial stampede, but I think there was another aspect that was saved.

"Thank you so much, Chise. But sometimes you get some rest.

"Yes, because it's a creed that I don't do anything indifferent and I do what I can."

That's why we'll be watched by the goddesses, and we'll wake up in a room in the fort, finishing the miracle of dreams.

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After waking up in a room of the fort, we slowly awoke and walked out to see the situation of the fort, biting a word of gratitude from Riel and the others.

Crusading against bone giants at dawn all night, while searching for the whereabouts of the Chael who came here as a brave soldier, I find the refugees who were protected in the fort and feel like they were bathed in cold water.

"They're refugees. You really haven't finished anything yet."

"Everyone is not well. I'm hungry."

I can see the faces of the refugees when I walk up close.

Everyone is scared of monsters, tired of running away, and has a void expression.

The sights that I saw many times during my adventurer's time persisted, bringing together 50,000 people.

"Hah... I want to do something about this depressing sight."

"Teto doesn't like the darker."

A trained magical skill brings me a sensation of paranormal.

The signs of death caused by magic emitted by refugees from various places may be referred to by some as the smell of death, or as the source of distress and curse.

"Everything's not enough."

The supplies sent to the fort will be assigned to the Knights and Adventurers of the fort, who will help prevent the monsters that occur at Stampede.

To this end, cooking for refugees can be expected to be minimal.

Re = L, the god of the sky, asked me to crush the monster, but if I didn't deal with it afterwards, it wouldn't be over for real.

I hear tall children screaming as I look for a place to stay while trying to help save those refugees.

"Stop, give me Grandma's bread!

"I can't let Baba eat me to death! We'll take it for you!

Find the young man who stole the baked bread from the child.

People around them frown at such behavior, but continue to watch because they don't want to get involved.

Nature and power lie in my hands as merciless as taking a piece of bread from a child.

"Give it back! Grandma's bread!

"Aahhhhhhh!

"Yikes!?

The girl who followed the youths in an attempt to retrieve a piece of bread was slightly shaken off and fell to the ground.

Take such a girl gently with the magic of Psychokinesis, but the shaken applause reveals under the hood.

Short-cut, dark-haired, twisted Horn Demon Girl, surrounded by refugees scramble.

"Damn, it was the devil! How dare you touch me with your dirty hands! What if they curse you?

"And he's got dark hair! Get rid of them! Don't come out to human beings!

"Hih!?

The demonic girl frightens her grey eyes when the atmosphere around her changed.

We intervene in this disturbance to stop seeing and uncomfortable interactions.

"What are you doing?"

With a little magic in my voice, I can turn my consciousness toward the demonic girl.

"Ah? What are you, one of these demons?

"We can't overlook looting from others, not our people."

"If you make too much noise, the knights will get angry!

"Shit... you look like black hair..."

Men who realized that it was not a good idea to poke at the knights who toured the refugee camps would leave with their bread and throw up their tongues and dialogue.

"The witch's hair is beautiful, but she doesn't have eyes."

"I wouldn't hurt much if they despised me. More than that, are you okay?

When I crouch down and reach out to the girl, the girl stares at me in a daze.

"... I'm sorry!

Then, the demon girl who stood up in a hurry wearing a hood again looked uncomfortable from her surroundings due to the disturbance earlier.

I'll send you to your grandmother if you get involved again.

"Tets, even if they look like this, they're strong!

Speaking so as to reassure her, the Demon Girl looks lost, but nods hard.

And on her way to her tent, I heard why this happened.

"Well... it's our fault... because it draws the blood of an old demon. And because he has the same dark hair as the devil."

Understand the dauntless situation based on the words spoken from the scary and confident demonic girl.

The western part of the continent is a region of intense demonic discrimination, but at the same time, it seems that black colors reminiscent of the great demons are considered ominous.

That's why they were driven to even worse locations in refugee camps.

"Thanks for the ride, sisters."

"Yeah, that's fine. More than that..."

Creation muttered, creating a piece of bread within a moment of slapping her hand, and handing it to the girl.

It feels like a slightly soft French bread, but it is better than the bread that was taken earlier with sweet sweet sweet sweet sweet potatoes, walnuts and dried fruit.

Take it home and eat with your grandmother.

"I'm sure you'll like it because it's delicious!

"Thank you, sisters!

The girl, who had always been scared, ran to her tent with an unfamiliar smile on her face.

Then, on the way, the chasers who were looking for her greeted the girl intimately.

"Oh, angel sister."

"Oh, the devil tribe Nia. I have bread that looks delicious, but did you get it?

"You know! My sister over there helped me and gave me some bread!

When a demonic girl pointed at us, Shael noticed us.

"A witch, a protector? What the hell are you doing here?

"I'm here to find the shaels."

"I'm here to ask you how you're doing!

When I say so, Shael prompts the demonic girl to go home and guide her to her tent.

"What a strange sight the two of you saw. Well, just relax."

Beletta must have let him have it, and he will be led to a gel-like tent used by more robust nomads than the ones used by the refugees.

Around the tent, a tent village was formed in such a way as to take a short distance from other refugee camps.

"Yahad is riding a griffon to see if there are any monsters coming. After that, the friendly adventurers will come here for dinner."

"I see... I think I know the girl earlier, but when did you know her?

When I asked, the slightly spicy shael began to exhale and talk as if she had given up.

"It's the edge gathered around our tent. The demons, their families, and the people on the abandoned side who were saved by the ancient dragon grandfather."

"People on the abandoned side?

Because it's already been a difficult story, Teto is listening to Shael while eating the food taken out of the magic bag.

"That's right. Originally, they were abandoned and abandoned by the same people. The ancient dragon grandfather sent them to the fort at the Transfer Gate, but the humans didn't accept them."

Originally, there was a gathering of old people, slaves, sick people, orphans without guardians, people who were discriminated against just because their hair and eyes were black, and petty criminals who were seen with white eyes who were judged to be caught in the wake of not entering the big town where the castle was sitting or being expelled.

"Even though Grandpa saved me, it's bad to wake up to starve to death without being abandoned by humans and eating rations. They share the food and medicine that Yahad and I brought in, but it's still not enough."

That's right.

The expression of the shael I was talking about made me uncomfortable.

This Stampede doesn't end just by defeating the monster.

If their future lives were not stable, they would not have been helped in a true sense.

"Witch, I want to make sure she's not bullied."

"... I want to do something about the demonic discrimination, but this is all very difficult."

Unlike angels and dragon demons, who have a base that is easy to accept, it is difficult to change the discriminatory consciousness that persists from the past.

All this will have to do is take decades and centuries to erase the sense of discrimination.

"Hey, witch. Can't all of them take over in the Vain Wilderness?

I think seriously about Shael's words.

If I can or can't, I can afford to accept it.

But...

"I can accept that. But only the demons and those on the abandoned side can help?

"That's right. The other refugees are hard hit by Nias for their habit of worshipping us as angels and Yahad as dragons! You don't have to help me!

Teto and I listened to Shael's frustrated talk with her cheeks.

"I do understand Shael's feelings. I don't like people who steal bread from their children either."

"That's right!"

"But if we do that, we're going to be discriminating. That's why I want everyone to be happy."

"Witches are sad about both situations and want to help."

I want to help all 50,000 refugees, as Tete said.

Having taken such a look at me, Shael tried to argue, but blocked her words and brutally scratched her head.

"... really, you're too popular to want to help everyone else in red who has nothing to do with it.... so what are you going to do?

Shael's words contain daze, but they never deny what I want to do.

"I will create food with Creative Magic until the refugees have a new life."

"Well then, Teto makes a field! If you eat, you work and eat again!

"I see. If you let someone who's energetic work for nothing, we'll have a little less fighting."

In Teto's and I's words, Shael was astonished at such a simple thing.

"Isn't it long in the first place? People die here every day because they can't stand living as refugees. A little further away, there are buried refugee graves."

People die from starvation, overwork, worsening illness and injuries, and longevity.

I lowered my eyebrows if there was nothing I could do about it.

"Of course, I'm going to help those weak people. But our [Creative Magic] may be all-powerful, but it's not all-powerful. I'm sure we'll have a spill."

The goddesses are powerful, but they can't save everyone.

All we can do is help as many people live healthy lives as possible.

"We'll have to do it plainly so we don't spill it. If there's someone who spills it, we have to trust others to pick it up."

What I'm trying to do may not be a smart choice to solve everything in one shot.

If we seek speed, we may encounter a clash.

So I'm just going to do it one step at a time.

"Witch Hall! I agree with the Witch's opinion!

"Yahad, and you guys heard!?

You must have listened to us in front of the tent.

I was surprised to see Yahad entering the tent and then Alsace and Rafilia.

I forgot to sense magic because I was relieved because it was my family tent.

"I'm glad to know that Chise and the others are still popular. Let's help."

"Yes, it smells like water. These are two A-rank adventurers. I depend more on you than on the bad guys."

I'm delighted to hear from Alsace and Rafilia that they're offering to help, but to help the 50,000 refugees, we're not going to have to move on our own, we're going to need the help of Serene and the Rebel family.