Invincible Magician ~Akashic Record Overwrite~

I am now relaxing and swallowing Christina's brewed tea at my home on the floating island, Nest Amoris, in my own study.

I've already given up on the name of my floating island.

If that's what the official documents of the Kingdom of Vain now state, I can't help scratching it now.

There's nothing that Christina can say to me at the time she likes it in the first place.

The Christina is in the middle of cooking for me in the kitchen singing a nose song.

The balls are taking a nap in the corner of the study.

Mr. Aria is currently heading out to the Pontifical Agency of Gias, or is returning.

Is it more correct that he is going out because he said "I will go"?

Soon, that guy will be where he is.

Seto and Tis are following it with the other thirteen apostles.

Looks like Sarah and Cecil are still busy on official business.

I feel like I'm busy with other things while I'm on official business, but I won't touch it there.

Sarah's tenth birthday is coming while I'm at it, but I'm pretty sure she's up to something.

The Silver (Algiers), relying on their high processing power, are now required to perform processing tasks that require the accuracy of the Royal Palace.

Despite the fact that the 101 silver (algiers) are group beings due to the sharing of consciousness, it is interesting that each of these days has its own personality.

Was it also influenced by Seto and Tis?

Grandpa Nemo is intrigued - but disassembly is strictly prohibited.

That said, it's more of a nuance than going out at night because we're all going back to the floating island, which is our hub in "Metastasis (Teleport)," such as during our day job.

Months have passed since the events that led from the Great Invasion of the Demon (Monster) to the manifestation of the Old God, which should be known as the Great Disaster.

No, before the Great Invasion of the Demon (Monster), the emergence and invasion of "Floating Island," and the mysterious beauty from the interception of it - even protecting (...) Lilyn Initium Phinnis.

Tama said that although she is in a state of sealing her abilities and memories, she is definitely a member of her family.

In other words, a companion as a 'Creator's Party'.

But she (Lilyn) is still doing things with us without getting her memories back.

Or now I am in the state of going to the Pontifical Agency of Gias with Mr. Aria.

I won't allow you to predict what it is, but my silver prosthetic eye (Hidame) is more than just looking at it once, so as soon as you know what it is, there's no problem.

If you see 'Great Disaster' as one event, you can call its progression a halted state on the way.

The invasion of the 'floating island', which should also be called the preamble, was knocked off by me without question.

The memory of Mr. Lilyn, who protected him from the wreckage, does not return, and there are no signs of it.

From the great invasion of demons (monsters), which would have made great sacrifices to the world (La Vulcanan), the combo of the manifestation of the Old God has also succeeded in leaving without human damage, thanks to the great work of the magicians, including the Eight Dragon Kings and the Thirteen Apostles.

On the contrary, as a result of many magic attacks on vast demons (monsters), the group of psychics I have organized has been greatly enhanced.

Rather than temporarily hunting all those demons (monsters), it is only natural that the level of "magic" will increase dramatically, and now it is enhanced to the point that whoever can handle the demons (monsters) on earth will not have to worry.

This is a huge change in dealing with everyday problems that occur everywhere.

It is gratifying that it is possible to cope with most of the disasters caused by demons (monsters) and natural phenomena, even if so-called 'big men' such as the Thirteenth Apostle do not appear.

Until I show up in this world (La Vulcanan), my skeptical gaze is foggy, like seeing the frigid things that the people of Shirai had against 'magic'.

Of course it contributes to the fact that we have left the preamble of "The Great Disaster" without ever approaching people, but such flashy places tend to be the Great Dragon King and our names.

Not so, but because small villages and "magic", which quickly emerged in "Transfer (Teleport)" if every difficulty for people even in distant border cities, became familiar with the power of "magic" to freshen up and solve problems, rather than conquer difficult things.

The magicians, who were delighted to be able to exercise 'magic' unlimited and were obsessed with going strong as a result, have also recently changed.

I honestly begin to rejoice in the sincere gaze of gratitude and admiration I receive from the people of the villages I have been sent to, and I seem to be beginning to think about how using my 'magic' is best for everyone.

It is interesting to see how they, who were treated as' magical 'and in a way held high, boast more about the deliciousness of the country cuisine served at the feast of gratitude than the lavish dishes and liquors of Farandine.

It can be said that Jean's attitude is responding, the brave man of Fuku, who was the Giasian religion that bound much of the 'magic' around it.

Since Nay and I were wandering around the continent of Azwell, he was truly delighted with the backless smile he could turn to when he was thankful for cleaning up the problems in the village he passed through.

Even now, if there's a gap, I'll take Nay and go fix it myself.

So he resolves it without telling him that he is a 'brave man and Virgin', swallowing with the villagers until morning and returning to Farandine.

Even today, while he is just like me and basically has nothing to do, he has chosen to fly away in the morning with requests from all over the world to solve problems.

Well, Jean and, most importantly, Nay seem happy with it.

The neighborhood people who have been helped by their male brothers and separated girls, they are the "brave men and the Virgin" who protect this world (La Vulcanan).

But even if I knew who I was on some kind of applause, I'd appreciate it if you treated me the same way.

That combination is better than being awed or worshipped or something. "Thank you, lady! 'Cause I'm such a happy freak to be slapped in the back.

The days have basically gone on peacefully and safely over the past few months, although we've been doing post-processing of The Great Disaster and nailing to beings who were conspiring against the Vain we left behind.

"Well, that's not a bad thing..."

Bad, but fun days.

I just don't know what to say...... some of it is analogous to the game every time, but with the next (...) I somehow guessed it was an 'ending', it feels like it's fun, but it feels like something strange that I don't condone, like when I'm running to enhancements and collecting items.

"Not if you're doing that, are you?" and let's say a situation that makes you want to self scratch...

No, no matter how hard it is, this world (La Vulcanan) is real, so there is no "FIN" when the Great Disaster is cleaned up.

Noisy and fun days are definitely going on all the time.

"If the Lord thinks so, there will be nothing wrong with it"

Unexpectedly spilled a word, my balls answered instantly.

What about a raccoon cat?

"No, I, the faithful, will immediately awaken no matter how deeply I sleep in the voice of the Lord."

Funny.

("'· ω ·') Niu So do I

Yeah, I believe in Tsukuyomi.

"Oh, my God, I'm discriminating! I express my regret."

You're on your own.

Even the three of me (servants) would have made a blatant difference in appearance and treatment.

No, then that's it because your balls are lo-o-m-positions. I have trouble being a beautiful woman or something.

"I can't help it right now."

... so don't read your thoughts.

"No. Whatever the joke is, honestly, what do you think?

"As I said earlier. I was wondering if there was anything wrong with the Lord if he wanted. Nothing needs to advance the 'Great Disaster' to the end, and even if something happens, it will be instant if it is the Lord now. What's hooked?

"No, well, I don't know what it means, but I don't know if it's refreshing..."

Why don't you just explain that and pin it on your balls?

Though it may be fine because it comes with that unexpectedly.

The eight great dragon kings pegged the old gods together in the corresponding Dragon King's "Dragon Nest" now, but they have not returned to their memories as gods, nor have they spoken.

However, strangely enough, the dragon kings seem to miss it, and the dragon kings seem to have taken it easy but not easy.

Occasionally walking in the sky on a set, etc., just looks like a scene of myth.

It is a strange sight that the dragon kings' giant bodies are proud of their beauty and, in vain, divine - natural because they are gods - with the old gods.

Gradually, I feel like Farandine, the king's capital, is going into an out-of-the-way demonic realm, but the residents are happy, so that's okay.

"I don't even know, but I would also say it resembles a bad thought break. Why don't you drown in your days with your beautiful new wife now, or hide your identity and enjoy living as an adventurer, or get ready and run the harem building?

Oh, I saw Christina's ponytail glimpse from the kitchen.

Don't talk too much, balls.

That's still a delicate problem.

"I think there's a limit to postponement, but hey... Her Royal Highness Princess Sarah doesn't seem to have much to do with getting ready to relinquish her inheritance for her birthday, does she?

Oh, really?

Is it possible that I have been busy lately because of that?

"Well, just make up your mind. I know you've already made up your mind anyway, but there's no one like this in the Lord's decision. Just explain yourself to your wife."

... Yes.

"If you don't just solidify in your body, it's time for the outfield to get loud. Diplomatic islands and so on."

Yeah, I'm listening.

People elected from all over the world (La Vulcanan) to live there and interact with the Farandine, which is becoming the capital of the world.

Our father-in-law (His Majesty Altrius III) has asked us to attend the dinner party there once a month.

"Is that what makes the outfield noisy? I don't think it's too simple, but I don't think it's a bad idea to have an active interaction."

Listen to my honest remarks and look down on my balls.

No, you, I always wondered what the richness of that look was on the cat's ass.

... No, really. Even in that video, you had a lot of expressions, cats.

"You know, Lord. Whatever happens before the building, it will be decided where the candidates for the rear palace will meet. You can bet, but only the beauties of your age will be elected. Though it will depend on the thoughts of each country as to what it will be about age. The Lord is recognised as having such a wide defensive range."

Oh, you know what...

I don't know what I can do if they say it's wide down there, but there's more to it than Sarah.

I don't remember you saying that up there.

There shouldn't be.

Well, I guess it's no longer avoidable around there.

It's just a matter of me being firm.

"Are you still talking about 'memory' that's caught on"

My balls ask me in a serious tone if I'm satisfied playing alone.

Even if you look like you're kidding, my Carchan surrogate won't take off the important part.

I guess it was a prospect, like what I was hooked on from the beginning.

Both Lilyn, the family of the balls, and perhaps the old gods that Lilyn was in charge of, have lost their original memories, or sealed them.

Though living here for a while sounds like fun, it makes me wonder what it's like to spend your days losing sight of 'who you really are'.

And I have the technique of bringing that memory back immediately.

That being the case, I don't know what to do with the current situation in order not to proceed with the Great Disaster...

"It's also the Lord's own problem."

... Exactly.

Apparently I am the 'Creator' whose balls and tsukuyomi served for a long time.

But now I only have memories as Yagami Sushi.

Normally, it's a natural story.

My last life was actually in Creator, right? If you want to say something like that, it's often laughed off in the world over there, it's usually donned, or worse, hospitalized.

But I guess it's also possible to recall my former (...) memory if I care about it.

There's no reason to be nervous about doing that, and if you do, you're just scared I'm not going to be me and you can't.

Balls and swordfish don't disagree with that, but it's also true that they're unsettled.

"I don't think you care until you think I need you, do you? Why don't we just ask Mr. Lilyn and the gods what they want to do to themselves?

Christina (ooh.) talks to me and my balls, giggling and giggling, thinking hmm.

Apparently when dinner was ready and I came to call it in, it was this story.

I'm not interested in hiding the general topic, so I don't have trouble getting asked.

That would be the same for my balls.

"I think it's an important story, so why don't we have dinner first? I don't even think you can think of a good idea when you're hungry, do you?

Right.

Until I cold Christina's hand cooking for a reason. Yeah. It's not even a roaring issue.

Do you want to eat good food first, then think together?

"Today's is my first try, so it's still unclear if it tastes good"

It's funny how Christina tells you that with a serious face.

Anything tastes good to me, that's the kind of magic that's handmade.

- What the fuck, balls, you got something to say?