─ ─ ─ This is still a story from the time of subhuman oppression until the boy who pursued the ideal became known as the 'Wise Man', retroactive (retroactive) only a short time before Argus Lockhart's name was known to the nations of the continent.
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A small village with such a peaceful power, where elves lurk in the woods and beasts run through the land.
It's not particularly wealthy, but it's not poor.
Weird rumors were circulating around the settlement like it was anywhere very mediocre.
The pedestrian who visited the village said he has a weird kid who is still young but who he learned from, if he is very intelligent and easy to calculate, he will do it without difficulty.
An adventurer who sought a place to stay as a place to travel said he has a promising kid who eagerly asks how to fight demons and train magic, absorbing anything from the side he taught.
There were other rumors going on, but all I could say was that the boy had the special powers and dreams of being smart, gentle, and clever in doing anything, even keeping it from the village adults.
"Well, you've got more or less all the knowledge you need for your journey.... all you need is the power to defeat the demons? We're almost there. We're almost ready for an adventure."
The rumored boy Argus had repeated his magical voluntary training in the woods outside the village, freely manipulating and deforming and increasing the number of water polo balloons in his own hands.
As a matter of fact, I have not yet taught anyone about this magical stunt, and I understand that my powers are so protruding and high that I do not think I am a child because of their brilliance, and this is how I hide and train to avoid useless trouble.
Even so, it didn't seem completely hidden.
"Ah! Argus, I put it on! Are you training magic in this place again? Sometimes we play together."
"... don't startle me with what a Naserie. I thought the village grownups found out."
The breed of girls who find boys to hide and train so easily and complain early is the Beast of Dogs.
From her point of view, it is easy to find a place for Argus, my favorite human race, and because we have been acting together from day to day, we can sense and follow the smell of creatures using not only the pattern of behavior but also the nose, which is a unique advantage of the Beastman race.
I just don't remember the smell or anything unless I'm the one I'm with from time to time, but only for this girl, I care about the boy, and no matter how long he's been hiding from me since I was a young girl, he quickly finds out.
"That's good. It's nothing less. If you find out that magic works, why shouldn't you?
I question the way I said I really don't get it, but I let the words flatter my shoulders.
This is also one of the interactions that happens every day.
"It's not like you shouldn't. It's just heterogeneous what I think of my powers. I can use some magic just because I think of it for some reason, and any magic I see once can be reproduced.... If someone else finds out about this, they could use it, or they could kill you for being heretical. That's why I keep it to myself."
Argus' expression, which he explains calmly, was serious, and the words were mixed with the colors of vigilance against the adults.
But no matter where I hear it, in a wind such as the wind that blows, I return to the usual dialogue, repeated over and over again as childhood taming, as a conclusion.
"Hmm, heh. But if you want me to keep it to myself, I'll keep it to you. Instead, I was wondering if you'd like me to take you with me when I leave this village. I also dream of Argus, I want to see it with you"
"Oh, okay. I'll definitely take you there when I've built up a little more power and you can't beat the demons around. So let me train some more today."
Satisfied with the answer, Nasery nodded with a full grin and decided to keep quiet for Argus to do his magic training.
It is a series of streams that so far we never tire of each other, and a promise only for the two of us.
Then, for a few moments, I continued my magic training without ever getting tired of it.
It is long without just a word until its immense magic runs out for the child.
But at last, the magic ran out, and the water polo that was operating suddenly lost control and fell to the ground.
This is also a signal for both of us to end the training.
You're done.
"Yeah."
"The number of water polo balloons is five times higher than it was a year ago, and time is growing a lot."
"Right."
"... Still not powerful enough to make your dreams come true?
Argus answers the question with a laugh.
"... oh, I guess we're still far from the final goal. But I feel like I'm about to leave the village."
"It is.... but how could Argus have to do that to make it happen, Shinpi in that world? It's amazing."
The mystery of the world.
That was the dream and goal this boy had been pursuing since the time he was willing.
To that end, he has repeatedly trained and strived to be able to jump any difficulties that may arise on the journey.
"That's amazing, 'cause it's a mystery of the world, isn't it? You're excited. So I want to get out of the village and adventure and touch something I never knew or met before. And someday, I want to meet and tell God of Creation, who said he created this world."
"Hmm. What do you tell him?
The boy grinned and murmured.
- Thank you for creating this world full of excitement.