I Was Caught up in a Hero Summoning, but That World Is at Peace

At the corner of the Ice Castle, Death King Isis Lemnand quietly wraps around the pages of the book in his hands.

A look stained with solitude so much that you even feel cold. In the quiet castle there is only the sound of reading a book.

Almost a thousand years have passed since the Treaty of Friendship between the Demonic, the Human, the Divine and the Three Worlds was concluded. The environment surrounding the demonic world changed dramatically during the last 1000 years, and many of the demons were accepted as good neighbors by the people, by the divine tribe, and the world expanded dramatically.

But the world surrounding Isis remains closed... no, I can rather say it's worse than it was a thousand years ago.

At present, the demonic world and the human world had a very friendly relationship, and the six kings, the culminating kings of the demonic world, also had relations with the human world in their respective forms.

Pluto has an original social and gentle personality as well as a thick trust from the people and the divine tribe, and there are numerous followers of Pluto among the people.

The kings of the realm were worshipped as God, especially from the Elves and others, and in some areas they were even the object of faith, gaining many families around the world.

The King of War is a character that can be described as crude, but it also has an audacious personality without a back surface and a stoic to battle, and many adventurers pray to the King of War when throwing themselves into a dangerous battle without victory.

The Dragon King has provided his subordinate Fei Long as a means of mobility, especially the pedestrians and others who have seen the Dragon King as a god of commerce and have begun to carry the dragon ornament as a amulet.

Since the Phantom King rarely shows up on the surface stage in addition to frequently changing his appearance, even Isis, the same Six Kings, is not sure where and what he is doing, but he hears from the shadows that he supports the peace of the world using what can be described as the best of the Six Kings.

That's how the Six Kings also aligned themselves with the extended world, defining their respective standing... yes, except Isis, who is called the Dead King...

To be precise, it can also be said that the position of the Dead King is also changing. Yes, as an object of fear...

It was considered the most terrible and dangerous of the Six Kings, becoming feared as a symbol of death by man and by God.

I remember my anger and remorse that the Six Kings other than myself have a good relationship, and I tried my various hands to establish a good relationship with the people myself. But it all ended in vain before the magic of death she wrapped around.

Compared to the Demonic tribe, the weaker people were particularly sensitive to the emotion of fear, and Isis was never acceptable at all, as the kings of the realm feared.

The hope held turned to despair, tears to the point of withering... despair only reached the point of giving up.

As a result, she rarely leaves the Ice Castle except for the Festival of the Brave, and has spent her days reading through the vast number of books collected from all over the world.

Whether to say lucky or unhappy, only money was enough to run out.

Because there are many rare ores and jewels on the earth of death where she lives, and there are many that want it, and she is loaded with huge amounts of gold and granted permission to mine, and huge sums of money are delivered to her, even if she does nothing.

At first, he learned that people, etc. wanted them, and Isis tried to provide them free of charge, but instead became frightened.

Even with the mining permit, she gave the permission to mine as much as she wanted wherever she wanted, but the miners were never close to the perimeter of Isis' castle, where the finest mineral veins are located, and they thought not to irritate her, or they were doing just a small amount of fine mining on the moon at the edge of the earth of death.

With the money she earned, she bought books to distract loneliness, and Isis' castle gathered a huge number of books... The books she collected to distract loneliness, ironically, said she would read books in solitude in a castle where no one was present, as an even greater sense of loneliness, and as a result, her loneliness had turned into something deep and dark in the last 1000 years.

Isis was floating around the mountains in the northern part of the King's Capital of the Kingdom of Sinfonia.

She rarely walks out of her castle except for the Festival of the Brave, but she doesn't say she doesn't walk at all, but she visits the world several times a year.

There are two main reasons for this, one to buy a new book, and the other to her small hobby.

Isis has read tens of millions of books, but he liked to read novels about romance between men and women, among them because he envied connecting with others.

I especially like stories of men and women in different identities falling in love, always reading themselves on top of the characters' women with enthusiasm.

And when she finished reading a novel she particularly liked, she sometimes went to collect items and flowers that appeared in the story as memorials, which could be described as her little hobby.

I also visited this mountain range to pick up the illusory blue flower growing at the top of this mountain range to give it to a woman who likes the main man in the novel I finished reading, and was coming to pick that blue flower.

Especially since it is a legged story for fantasy stories, blue flowers in fact... blue crystal flowers are rare flowers, but since they can be taken outside of this mountain range normally, it is not necessary to go this far, let alone know if they actually grow on top of the mountain.

But it was only a hobby there, and Isis wanted to get that flower in the same situation as the novel as he could. For this reason, he did not fly to the top of the mountain, but usually climbed the mountain.

Animals and demons living in the mountains are no longer accustomed to perceiving her proximity and fleeing, and Isis climbs the mountain without looking particularly concerned.

The Wyburns, who happen to have built a nest on her path like that, will unfortunately suffer the scourge of death.

"... in the way"

Speaking quietly, when Isis unleashed the magic of death from his body, the Wyburns literally ended their lives like featherworms and fell to the ground, forming a pile of more than 50 corpses.

Isis passes with no apparent concern for the Wyburns like that, and when he reaches the summit, he finds the blue crystal flowers that were growing there, smiles satisfactorily, picks them for a round and puts them under preservation magic before storing them, and begins to return to the path they came from.

Then he finds a large number of humans ahead of Wyburn's body in the direction of progress, and Isis approaches you with his neck tilted.

The humans, trembling like frightened, blued their expressions by making sure Isis approached them, and the leader man in them drooling as he trembled.

"And the king of death..."

"... what are you doing?

"Wow, we're here to crusade Wyburn."

"... this?

"Ha, yes!?

When Isis speaks, the man returns his words with a trembling voice, apparently frightened.

It should also be that, for them human beings, Death King Isis Lemnand is recognized as a calamity that means death when encountered outside the Festival of the Brave, with some of the crusaders weeping and even those already losing their minds.

In the human and divine worlds, she is recognized as dangerous to kill instantly for those who do not like it, but if Isis had done it to herself, she would not have murmured anyone who did not have a blade on herself, regardless of the demons as intelligent as Wyburn.

But her wrapped magic of death beats the image of death in response to the Crusaders. They had already floated their own death behind their brains many times, and their instincts were crying out for them to flee intensely.

……

Whenever he said he felt ruined finding the blue crystal flower in the corner story street place, Isis put slight frustration on his expression and at the same time it manifests itself prominently in the magic of death.

"Ugh... Wow!?

Is he an adventurer? One man screams and flees, and one crusader after the other begins to flee the scene with all his might, as if he had triggered it.

It's just the adventurers who are running away, and the Knights face is conscious of bearing the country on boulders, shuddering their bodies so much that the rattling and armor sounds, but keeping their heads down to Isis left on the spot.

After seeing the sight with cold eyes, Isis passes beside the Shivering Knights and goes down the mountain saying he has nothing more to say.

She knew it herself, but irrational rejection was irritating, and unlike her upbeat appearance until earlier, she went down the road with an obviously grumpy look, stopping her fuzzy feet along the way.

"... this magic... chrome eina?

Feeling the magic of the same Six Kings, Kromeeina, from the direction of the Wang capital, and moving his gaze, the magic of space extinction had been activated over the Wang capital and had disappeared immediately.

……

Confirming the magic that Chromeeina would have activated, Isis thinks a little.

I don't feel good because I met the crusaders, so let's talk to a good Kromeeina and relieve the depression a little bit.

Summarizing that thought, Isis slowly proceeded on his path toward the king's capital.

Because he thought it was merely a whim and wouldn't matter if he didn't see him, Isis slowly moved around and arrived in the King's Capital at dusk.

Did the story come from an adventurer who fled earlier, the majority of the residents enter their homes, killing their breath and waiting for the symbol of disaster to pass.

It was a familiar sight for Isis, and it was usual for her to be in these conditions sooner or later when she visited the city.

The only thing unusual was that one young man stood at the end of Isis' path...

The young man looked at the approaching Isis blindly and frightened. However, I was a little scared differently from the crusaders I encountered during the day.

The face of the crusaders is frightened because they know Isis exists, whereas the youth are frightened as if they have encountered an unknown situation.

"... strange magic... you... brave man?

"Huh!?

Isis asks because it was a rare reaction and because it entailed a slightly different kind of magic than the humans in this world, he thinks this young man is the hero of the year.

Just because she's from another world, she doesn't mean she might be able to accept... I don't think about it anymore.

I've already tried that many times against the brave characters of the past. But nothing changed the outcome.

I also understood myself to be an object of fear for the otherworlds, and Isis spoke out as a mere greeting for no particular reason I expected.

"... repeat... you... brave man?

As you can see, Isis only asks one more time a young man who hasn't returned his words with trembling.

Sometimes irritated by the daytime matter, the slightly grumpy caged words are released with the magic of death, the young man shrugs his shoulders in freckles and opens his mouth like he said he was a little afraid.

"... I'm a... otherworldly man, but... not a brave man..."

"... yes"

Isis was frankly a little surprised that the young man had returned the words.

I honestly didn't expect the word back. I thought this was the end of the conversation, either with trembling unresponsive or fleeing, but the youth came back with trembling words.

You have to be quite strong in mind to confront Isis wrapped around the magic of death, and Isis is quite grumpy today, and the magic of death wrapped around you should be more vicious than usual.

To say that you can respond to a grumpy self that doesn't look stronger than a knight you saw during the day, but that knight couldn't, is probably a person with a pretty strong heart.

Slightly revamping his perception of youth, Isis offers his hand to youth.

"... I... Isis... Isis Remnant... Regards"

Give me your name. Give me your hand.

Isis himself knows better than anyone else that it's a wasted act. This is only formal, and the only thing that gave me a hand is form.

It doesn't matter how strong your heart is. As long as it's an organism, unless it has the power to resist Isis, you can't take that hand that I gave you...

……

Seeing Isis' hand as he offered, the young man clearly strengthens his fright and takes a step back.

I knew this would come to an end… the usual events that have been repeated thousands of times and will never change. With shackles that she continues to bear from the moment she was born...... curse.

Isis was unwilling to blame the youth for their reaction, and he gently tried to hold back in order not to scare the youth any further.

- Isis didn't know the sight ahead. I wasn't even expecting it.

A dry noise sounds in the silence, stopping the hand that was about to be unloaded.

…… (What... are you doing?

In front of Isis, the young man suddenly slapped himself in the face with both hands, closing his eyes once and then... pointing a caged eye of strong will at her.

The eyes are not of the weak frightened by fear, but also of the mighty who have the power to resist her like the other Six Kings.

It's the eyes of a challenger who tries to try something, frightened but fearful.

Isis was convinced. The youth in front of me is about to try. With a weak body and a small magic... you don't even have enough power shards to fight Isis, but you're still trying to challenge the magic of death from the front...

My heart trembles tremendously and should have disappeared a long time ago... the emotion of hope boils down from the depths.

I can't. There's no way I can.

Feeling that way, she couldn't put down the hand she offered. No, I felt strongly that I should not let him down.

A small wish deep in Isis' heart held slightly, the youth trembling as if to respond to it, slowly… really slowly, but surely starting to move their hands a little bit.

Strong enough to withstand fear, eating his teeth so hard that he bleeds... he's desperately trying to respond to Isis' wishes.

That, if I may say so, is a miracle that could only have happened at this moment.

If Isis didn't like the book he read, he wouldn't have left today.

If I hadn't seen the magic of Kromeina, if I hadn't felt uncomfortable meeting the crusaders, I wouldn't have visited the King's Capital.

If I hadn't mistaken the youth for a brave role, I wouldn't have spoken up.

And the young man - the Miyagi Express - if he hadn't met Kromeina, he wouldn't have tried.

Various factors meshed like miracles, and - the moment came.

It takes a long, really long time, and the happy man's hand reaches Isis.

I kept wishing for thousands of years and was about to give up that I couldn't get any more.

I kept despairing as to why I was born with such power and what I was born for.

Tears to the point of withering, mourning the changes around her... still, all this time, she kept waiting for its presence in the depths of her heart.

Even if I don't have enough power to resist the magic of death, I still stand up to it and overcome it and hold my hand...

"... I say the Miyama Express. Best wishes. Mr. Isis."

……

The words of a gentle voice directed at me melted the ice with a warm smile... that had surrounded Isis' heart.

And at that moment, Isis was strong, really strong and convinced.

I was born to meet this young man...

'That's unusual. Isis, I didn't know you were coming to visit me...'

"... Lilywood... Souvenirs... What do you think is good?

"Souvenir, is it? Are you taking it to someone?

"... yeah... friend... done"

Lilywood had a slightly surprising look when Isis came to visit him, who had never really walked out of the castle, but the surprise grew even bigger when he heard why.

'Are you a friend, is that a high-ranking demon tribe? Or is it a superior god?

"... yeah... human"

'... Yes?

"... so... human"

"Huh? Well... is there anyone in the tribe who has that much power?

Hearing the word "human" told by Isis, Lilywood asks in an uncommonly disturbed manner.

But Isis, who is asked, is kyoton, leaning his neck wonderfully.

"... Kite... you're not strong, are you?

'... hmm?

"... much weaker than a knight or something... and less magical..."

'And yet, have you become friends with you?

"... yeah... kite... my hand... he shook me... he said he could come visit me anytime... he laughed"

"... is it a monster, the human being..."

Hearing Isis dye her cheeks red and tell her happily, Lilywood gives a flashing look when she says she can't believe it.

At least to Lilywood, I didn't think just humans could resist the magic of Isis' death.

"... kite... he said he was a different world but not a brave man..."

"Interworlds? If it's named kite, is it a man?

"... yeah... nice and... cool"

'... that's weird. My family used to attend a night club in the Kingdom of Symphonia and I heard them say that there was an accident in this summons of the brave... but I heard that the otherworlds who were at that night club were two women for one man in the role of the brave?

Lilywood had a large number of family members around the world and had attended New Year's Eve parties in the Kingdom of Symphonia, so he had heard some talk about the brave summons accident.

But the kind of presence that applies to the person Isis talks about doesn't sound familiar.

"... why... kite... you weren't in?

'I don't know, but it's hard to think of something else. At that point, I've been in this world for about four days, and... or maybe I'm being treated unfairly by the state...'

……

'Oh, no, it's only possible, isn't it? Maybe to a certain extent.'

"... yes"

Seeing that Isis' entangling atmosphere has obviously changed, Lilywood rushes to tell him it's just a guess.

'... well, suppose it is. What if that kite was treated more unfairly?

"... whoever did it... I'll kill them all"

'... Yes, no, let's calm down. Are you going to destroy the country, my lady...'

"... Kite, what a country to abuse... you just have to perish"

……

Lilywood was convinced. If it really was, Isis meant to destroy the kingdom of Symphonia, but killing all its culprits...

With a bitter smile at Isis' words telling him in the face, Lilywood hastily sent a magical transmission to his family and ordered them to investigate the matter as soon as possible.

"So, but, look, isn't it sad that you do that, Mr. Kite, that you're so sweet?

"... Ugh... if Kate is sad... I won't destroy her... I'll half-kill her"

'... (Um, I didn't know Isis would honestly pull this far... who is that Mr. Kite really?

To the unthinkable honest Isis reaction from now on, Lilywood once again decided to go on a consultation with Isis about a souvenir, the first topic.

At first I was half-hearted by a human being who could be described as its unknown being, Lilywood, but I smile at nature when I see Isis talking about the happy man in a truly happy way.

'... (a human being that Isis lets in so far. You're a little interested. With that said, in the Kingdom of Symphonia there will be an elf festival soon...... Hmm, this is a good opportunity, and let's take a leg in it)'

"... Lilywood... are you listening?

'Yeah, yeah. It's still your first visit, and you'll want something to consume. They say they're from different worlds, and the food in this world might be good. "

"... Cheng Cheng... Lilywood... Fruit of the World Tree... Served"

'I don't mind, but you're not gonna take it, are you?

"... No?

'I'm not saying no, but if you take something too expensive, you'll frighten them'

Among the six kings with a strong personality, Lilywood, arguably extremely benign, sighed at Isis' words, still accompanied her souvenir choices without complaining.

I haven't seen it for a long time now, I saw a happy smile from Isis' heart, and it brought it to me... with gratitude to the happy man for melting the ice in the heart of the Dead King...