The north side of the Wang capital faces the main street, an area where merchants are active.
The neighborhood, which is crowded with many travellers, hosted a variety of lodgings, large and small.
In the midst of all that, a man of unusual name was staying in a luxury inn - and the suite.
It was a pseudonym that was entered on the guest list.
His real name is Baron Bar Agos.
Barons in the kingdom are given to individuals, and they have no more assets than they can easily take advantage of luxury accommodation.
It was only natural for Queen Geezerotte to be surprised.
"You took an unworthy room."
She said away when she entered the reception room. Remove the deeply worn hood and a slightly crude collar peeks.
"It's so cheap, considering the disrespect of calling the queen."
A man who drips his neck deeply with a stubborn narrative. Baron Bal Agos.
The jaw is groomed with a stern face and has a clean, gentlemanly look. A lean muscular, bass sweet voice. It also nods that the marginal discourse is hiatus from the youthfulness of thirty years ago.
But he has many mysteries.
Although three years ago he gained the Baroness by playing an active role in the conflict crackdown in the South, his background before that is puzzling.
His magic level is [34]/[38]. In the days when the Demon King was there, he would have given his name to the crusading members.
Despite this, he suddenly joined the army about five years ago, almost anonymously, appearing dizzy and heady. If you follow the pedigree, they'll reach the apoptotic nobility, but it's so frigid.
Geezerotte sat down on the couch with her robe on.
The samurai stops by and pours the wine into the glass.
You're an unusual woman, Geezerotte thinks.
Brown skin, white hair cut off with shoulders. My eyes are red as red balls. I don't seem to be a person in the kingdom.
When I was 17, 8. He was a poor minister, beautiful but didn't even think of himself as someone to enjoy the evening.
The samurai stood upright like a doll as she moved away and went to the corner of the room.
"So what can I do for you, my queen?
I don't get my hands on the glass, I stick my sharp gaze in my chin.
"It's moonlight, but which one should we go first, good news or bad reporting?
"I can predict a bad report. Because Rias is still alive (...) things"
It was none other than Geezerotte who proposed the murder of Lyas.
She was initially the next king to take Lyas as her backshield and was essentially an abdominal takeover of the kingdom. But it was rather out of the way since I joined hands with the 'Lucifera Order'.
Geezerotte was planning to become queen herself.
"This is tough. It was my mess that left it to the students. I have no intention of making excuses. It's just... you're more in the good news."
Agos speaks faceless to Geezerotte, who has become a strange face.
"More so than originally, the assassination of the prince plunges the royal palace into chaos, something that tries to weaken by impersonating the Kings. As a result, the Queens and our aristocrats (...) are only united to prepare for the building."
But Agos goes on.
"It is only a means, different from our original purpose. This level of discrepancy will not frustrate the plan."
"That's a lot of confidence. So what's the good news?"
"Yes." The revolution is all set. "
and whimpering. Geezerotte trembles at the core of her body in such a way that pleasure transmits.
"Destroy the foolish king, and the next king will decide (...) to the queen after consultation. Of course, Prince Rias and Princess Marianne, who are disturbed, as well as the heavy-duty towns of the likely dissident aristocracy, are invited to leave in the chaos of the revolution."
"Heh, heh... If you look only at the results, one of the queens wins. Neither do the aristocratic towns think they will be betrayed."
"A pompous like me has his last seat at best. You can't even hope to emerge to the extent that only a few more territories have emerged as a result of your reign as a king on an aristocratic initiative. They are more pattern-oriented than achievements. More loyalty to the aristocracy..."
Agos smiles lightly at himself, shaking his neck left and right.
"I know. Instead, let's guarantee our status in the Order. Yeah, you're still just an executive candidate, but I'll keep you close to me."
Geezerotte is financially assisting the emerging religious group, the Lucifera Church, and is vocal.
And Agos was also a believer belonging to the Order again.
The revolution takes place in consortium between the queens and the nobles. But at its center, the Lucifera congregation was in the dark.
"I know with the utmost pleasure. My loyalty is to the Order and the Queen."
Geezerotte finally reached for the glass, satisfied with Agos, who lay his hand on his chest and sincerely drooped his neck.
"So, what's a bad report?
"Yes, it's not just bad to say… we've completed the magic analysis applied to that collar and yourself"
Drinking down the rice and wine, Geezerotte pierces his sharp gaze.
"I couldn't, you wouldn't say anything, would you?
"The analysis itself has been successful. The results were astonishing."
"Don't waste it!
After a salute to Geezerotte, who exhaled his frustration, Agos stood at the window.
"If you are prepared to misunderstand, the magic that has been inflicted on you is the magic of the kingdom."
"What...?
"Yeah, you'd be suspicious too, naturally. It's just that junction magic doesn't have the auxiliary effect of what we know, it's an extremely highly completed magic that goes into ancient magic."
Agos put his hand on the window.
"The main function is to 'connect spaces'. Let's say you connected this window with that door over there with the same function. Anyone who opens the door and walks inside will (...) come out of the window, not in the room."
Geezerotte dangerously dropped the glass and placed it on the low table with trembling.
"Metastatic magic, isn't it...?
"I'll skip the detailed explanation, but it's something similar and non-existent. Unlike metastatic magic, which consumes vast amounts of magic and activates at that moment of transfer, your magic is always connected (...)."
Geezerotte's confusion is applauded.
Not only is she good at magical hands-on techniques, but she is also a front-line researcher level in magic theory. But it was limited to the field of modern magic needed in action.
"But wait. Then the man says he's still consuming the magic power of the metamagic level?
"No. Ancient magic may not require magic to maintain magical effects. Or is it enough with a very small amount of magic? Either way, that magic that deviates from common sense can't be explained unless it's ancient magic"
"The man is a user of ancient magic..."
"Probably."
Is there such a person in this day and age? I couldn't believe it. No, more than that...
"I have always been like this..."
It is not something that can be found by looking for an ancient magic user. Except for the black warrior, who is an operator, no one.
Well, this is certainly a bad report.
Despair hits my shoulders. Nothingness puts a hole in my heart. But...
"Is it too soon to be pessimistic, my queen?"
Soon Agos was closing in. He breaks his knee and leans over at me.
"It's not like you can't guess"
"For ancient magic users!?"
Agos nods coldly.
"I can't guarantee it's just certain. Extremely dangerous, but something else."
"Mm-hmm!
A samurai nestled in the corner of the room in the middle of words coughed. "Excuse me," he tells faceless as he holds his throat.
"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to stir up anxiety."
Doubt has sprung up in strange exchanges, but now there's more to be prioritized than anything else.
"Fine. Who's better than that?
"One is a professor specializing in ancient magic at the Grandfeld School of Extraordinary Magic. In the field of magic studies, she is a woman who has been hailed as a genius since the beginning of college. His name is Tiarietta Luceiyannel."
Geezerotte is also a name I have heard of. But I am a researcher in a less interested field, so all I knew was about the name.
"The way you put it, are there others?
Agos tells quietly.
- Weiss Oulu. I'm an unidentified genius researcher.