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

On a quiet evening, a large wooden inn room. I was in the room assigned to me, falling asleep on a bet and thinking.

Again, or so to speak, Lilia and the others remained strange at dinner.

On the surface, I behaved as usual, but my sensory magic was silent determination from Lilia and Renamaria, and complex emotions from Sieg.

Ray and Fia are also going to participate in the hunting tournament, but there was still some discomfort about whether they both had something in mind or how bright it looked.

Definitely because of the reward of this tournament… the fruit of the world tree.

The mysterious fruit that says heal every wound, I guess there's something big going on there.

I'm wondering what the situation is... and I'd like to know, but I don't think it's a good topic to step in with just about a month of dating.

That's why there won't be an answer where I was thinking alone this way.

(Shall I tell you?

A voice echoes in my head when I'm stuffy and have unanswered questions.

... I appreciate the sentiment, but I think it's against the rule to ask Mr. Shiro that, so I'll just take care of it.

(Really? By the way, Mr. Fast Guy. Please put your hands up and put them forward)

Return the words of ease and refusal to Mr. Shiro, who says he will tell you the answer.

Then Mr. Shiro doesn't look particularly concerned, and he immediately switches the conversation.

Clap your hands up, before? What is it?

I didn't know what that meant, but for now, when I followed that word and put my palm forward, my palm emitted a flash of light and a little white sphere appeared about 1 cm.

(I'll give it to you)

What is this? It just looks like a white bead, but is it something special that Mr. Shiro is going to give it to you?

Or in the first place, why at this time?

(It's late, but I decided one thing at the previous temple was an event. So it's a gift)

...... Shiro. You too... or was it Mr. Shiro who was teaching Clo strange knowledge after all?

Ma, well, that's right, what the hell is this?

(It's a demonic crystal)

Apparently, this sphere is a demonic crystal.

Mmm, I'm honestly glad about that. I've also gotten used to magic lately, and I still can't make my own surgical ceremony, but the magic I taught Chro can be exercised without any problems.

So I was just about to make some magic equipment because it's easy stuff and it's good, so it's a really good time.

I guess the fact that the color is white is not so pure demonic crystal, but it might be better to that extent in the beginning. I'll let you use it if you want.

(I'm glad you're happy. Okay, I'm in this)

Apparently, he's been talking to me to give this to him, and Mr. Shiro breaks up the conversation there.

I say thank you in my heart and store the magic crystal I received in the magic box.

(Please date me next time too, as it's only crooked)

... what? Hey, Mr. Shiro? What do you suddenly... when you go on a date with Shilo, the Creator, is that going to be a hell of a thing?

I ask back with surprise to the last word I was told... but no reply was received.

Clonor, who occasionally had errands to visit the aerial garden and waited for the conversation between the Happy Man and Sharovanal to end, approaches at Sharovanal, who ended his conversation with the Happy Man in the aerial garden in the divine realm.

"Dear Shalovanal, What did you say to Miyama?

"I made a gift because there was an event"

"Is it a gift…? I didn't know you could get it from Master Shalovanal, but Miyama is a happy man. If you don't mind me asking, what is it like?

"It's a demonic crystal."

"Well, that's... how pure is it?

Taking Sharovanal's word that he gave a gift to the fast man, Kronoa asks, in surprise, what it is, and Sharovanal answers concisely.

"Come on?"

"... So why are you tilting your neck?

"There is no concept of purity because it is now 'created'"

"... created? Oh, well, what the hell is that demonic crystal..."

The word 'created', which Sharovanal tells us, is meant to say that he created a demonic crystal different from what exists in this world today, and Chronoa asks with great anxiety.

……

"Um, Master Shalovanal?

But Shalovanal has no answer to that word, and he moves around ignoring Kronoa, making the table and chair appear and starts drinking tea.

"If you had me, you wouldn't be dead."

"... die? Is Miyama here? Is that what you're saying is gonna happen?

"I'll get hurt. It is uncertain whether it will cause serious or minor injury."

"... were you sure you didn't have to advise me?

Sharovanal is almost almighty and possesses good power, and it is possible to predict the future as it should. It was just one of the many possibilities of the future, uncertain and easy to migrate, and Sharovanal also used the term uncertain.

I am just telling you with certainty about the part where the fast man gets hurt, and therefore Chronoa asks, judging it to be the future that will almost certainly happen.

"I advised you, the fast man will behave the same way."

"... Really?"

For Kronor, Sharovanal is the absolute Lord, and there is no disputing that decision.

And when Sharovanal says she's unwilling to give any further details, she understands instantly when she serves for a long time and asks no further questions.

"And I'm going to the world next time."

"... what?

"I'm going on a date with Mr. Happy Man"

"Hey, wait a minute!? If Master Shalovanal visits the world, he will make a fuss..."

I'll take care of it.

"Become!? Ha... no. Shh, everything as Shalovanal wills..."

In response to the words of Shalovanal, who tells him pale, Kronoa droops her neck with a drawn look.

It was the space-time god who pulled the poverty lottery in the divine world today...

With Kronoa holding her head on her ass, Sharovanal was smiling slightly as she glanced away for tea.

Hi, I think the conversation with Mr. Shiro blinded me, and I'm out of the inn trying to catch a light night breeze.

Although on the eve of the Treasure Tree Festival, the night in the city of Rigforesia is a quiet one, with cold winds stroking the cheeks comfortably.

As it hit the night breeze for a while, I heard a slight noise from the back of the inn.

I was concerned about the sound and turned to the back of the inn, where there was Lilia waving her sword silently.

"... Mr. Lilia?

"Huh? Mr. Kite? What's the matter, sir? Later this evening."

"No, I kind of don't sleep...... is Mr. Lilia the one who trains the sword?

"Yeah, just a little..."

Probably a lie. Just a little bit, that's not the atmosphere.

Perhaps Mr. Lilia kept waving his sword here long after dinner?

Why would you do that? I want to know. I want to know what's going on in this room right now.

But I'm sure it's an act of stepping deep into Lilia's heart. It wouldn't be a good thing to ask for light reasons...

If you shouldn't ask, all I can do is support Mr. Lilia. Lilia, the benefactor who has always been kind enough to teach us so many things, what I can do now...

After summing up my thoughts in my head, I take off the black necklace I was wearing around my neck and give it to Mr. Lilia.

"Mr. Lilia, take this."

"This belongs to Master Kromeeina? Why would you do that to me?

"The sole contains exploratory magic performed by Cro. I'm not sure about magic yet, but I was wondering if it would help the hunting tournament... win, aim, right?

"... thank you"

If you are hunting for prey in the woods, I wonder if it would be helpful to say exploratory magic, and hand over the necklace I received from Crowe.

Lilia gave a slightly bewildered look, but received it a little and returned her thanks.

"Then I'll go back. Games...... good luck"

……

I couldn't say anything more, I tried to turn my back and go back to the inn after I told Mr. Lilia, but I heard a small voice coming from behind me shortly afterwards.

"Mr. Kite, may I have a moment, please?

"Huh? Yes, I don't mind..."

"... it's not a fun story, but please stick with my old story for a bit"

A quiet voice, a look like you've decided to be ready somewhere.

Apparently, Lilia tells me. Talk to Lilia about this prize, the causes surrounding it...

Dear Mother, Father - The night I came to Rigforesia. Under the moonlight, I - I'm supposed to know Mr. Lilia's past.