That's why we need to talk to you.

"That's why." Aren't you jumping too far? "

I am now putting a tsukumi in front of a black dragon sitting in the center of the Great Book Tower.

His name is Ort Agina.

It was an ancient dragon called the Jiwako Dragon, and it was the founder of Kyromeia here.

It's been about three weeks since the Daikoku Tower incident, and I'm still here in Kyrômeia.

With Orthoagina's work, the reconstruction is swift, and if you come to him at the tip of the arrow when everyone begins to calm down, this is the opening.

"Kakakaku, you just solved this disturbance, and you didn't come here. There's a more important purpose, isn't there?

(No, well, if you say so, I guess so...... but how to say it)

Because of Ort Agina's way of saying something, the librarians who are doing this around are surprised and talking in secret.

When I try to have a conversation with a dragon opponent, I can't talk to him, and the problem is that his voice is too loud. Well, it's that big, but he might be talking to a fake.

Pu, this is a private conversation, so I want to talk to you where others can't hear me ~

I'm a scornful person who, while moaning, asks for a cute favor for now. "I don't know if I can get through to the dragon opponent..."

It's private ~. I could have built the upper tower, but I can't use it because you broke it.

"I'm sorry! It was your bracelet that partially broke it, and even Snow broke it. It's not my fault." Don't be misleading! "

Definitely, it can be gorgeously passed through, and even dressed in wet clothes.

After the confidential conversation operation has ended in failure, let's switch our feelings and proceed with the conversation honestly so as not to cause unnecessary misunderstandings around us.

"Servant, it's not a big deal." I'm just looking for the subject of the school graduation report...... "

Although I said it myself, to tell the story of the legendary dragon sitting in this magnificent Great Book Tower, I gradually became embarrassed by the content of the legendary dragon, and my words gradually withered.

"I see... you came here to explore knowledge just as I did." This is interesting. "

(No, no, don't talk at the same level as you. This is a free research level for children.)

I should have answered honestly, but it was because of my imagination that I came back with a rhetoric that was more meaningful for some reason.

Then let's talk about it. What are you talking about? If you're the mystery of eighth-class magic, you're talking about God again-- "

"Stop, stop, stop, stop! The scale is too big for ordinary students to talk about!" You can lower the level even more. "

I panicked to stop the greedy dragon trying to tell me something outrageous.

Even if it's said to be an ordinary student level, you'll be able to stick to it like this ~

"I can't follow you. Don't be with geniuses."

{Hmm... well, let's see if you can show it to me. It's okay to be vague, I wonder if you have any vision. "

Ort Agina pulls her big head over here and listens to her curiosity.

What I want to hear is that there is only one way to become a mob (mortal), but on the day that I talked out loud in this place, the hardships that I have been hiding are all over the place.

(Somehow, I wonder if there is a good phrase that people who don't know clearly can understand.)

If Magilka were here, she would give me some advice, but now I'm having discussions with the clan leader with the prince.

Safina took a spare broken sword and rode back to Lily and Karshana. Zach used his commu power to train swords with the soldiers here.

So now I'm alone with Tutte.

(Here is one thing, in anticipation of the goodness of the mind over there, I would like you to understand what I want from the abstract expression.)

Without Magyrka and the others, I tend to trigger shallow skills, and I look at Ort Agina with great enthusiasm, just like Nice Ideas.

"I see, I wonder how to control or seal against great power..."

Although I said it abstractly so that you wouldn't understand me, I feel that it has become a kind of noisy prophecy, but, well, it's probably because of my imagination.

I don't care if the surroundings are waxy or irritated.

Mary-sama, is that... a sign from the next god?

After a moment of silence about what Ort Agina was thinking, Theta, the librarian who was holding back on his side, asked shyly.

"No, no, no, it's not a poster from God or anything like that." I'm looking for a theme for my report. "

Theta has interpreted it differently, so I rush to deny it.

"... ortho-agina-sama?"

Theta looked at him with a sense of indifference, but was concerned about Ort Agina, who had nothing more to answer for.

'Hmm? Oh, I'm sorry. I thought I'd heard Mary's words somewhere. And I remembered him who had answered my question the same as you. "

I couldn't hide my surprise at Ort Agina's words. Could it be that someone had the same troubles as me? I ask with a nervous look, with low expectations in my heart.

Oh, who is that?

I didn't hear your name. However, it was called "Silver Knight" from around the world. "

I resent Ort Agina's response.

(Wait a minute... maybe the Silver Knight had the same troubles as me?)