Magi’s Grandson

Ruins of the previous civilization

The next day we managed to avoid Mr. Shaolin's pursuit of cold sweat, we were once more empty residents.

The seat of the morning meal was subtle air.

Shaolins seem uneasy and don't look here, and Org looks at them as if they were exploring them.

But, last night was the biggest pinch in my life ...

When Tony told me that I had a memory of a previous life, I thought my heart would stop.

Well, somehow it was a misunderstanding and it felt like it was settled, and that's fine.

In addition, it is better to hide that I have the memories of the previous life, not the dimension that everyone hates.

The hypothesis that we had reached before and that wandering alive and surviving in early childhood would have a low probability of returning the memory of the previous life with absolutely no doubt.

Because a person who performs inhumane behavior always appears.

Mr. Nabal approached me once again, as I promised.

"What did you do yesterday, Maou-san? What a delicate air with those two."

Yeah, yes, yesterday, it was a bit of a fuss, so we were watching Nabal.

But I couldn't hear the conversation.

"Well, various things.

"That's right. Unfortunately, I will refrain from further prying like snooping out the bush."

"I'm sorry"

"No no"

Apparently, grandmother's majesty seems to be working well for Nabal.

But, no matter how long it's gone, she hasn't been able to leave her.

I had been traveling in the air while having such a conversation, but today, Shaolin and Reafan did not enter our conversation at all, leaving our circle.

Apparently, yesterday's incident seems to be quite uncomfortable.

Sometimes, it's Balebale that glimpses into me like Sicily's complexion.

Sicily seems to notice, and sometimes he smiles at me.

Even if you don't worry so much, human life is the top priority.

I'm not going to be ruthless enough to make that promise now.

In addition, the disease that Shaolin's older sister suffered this time is a disease of the uterus.

Being a parent of Silver really feels the happiness of having children.

Having a child means that your sister has a husband.

It's too hard to give up on it.

So it's true that I want to do as much as I can.

Speaking of

"Mr. Shaolin"

"Hello!

I heard a strange reply, probably because I was talking to you suddenly.

"... I will treat my sister properly even if I'm not so alert, but I'd rather have something to ask."

"Yes, what is it?"

"What is Shaolin's older sister's husband?"

"Oh, your brother-in-law?"

"Yeah, well, it doesn't really matter, but I was a little worried."

"I agree……"

She said so and she started thinking after thinking a little.

"Honestly, your brother-in-law is a bit unreliable."

"It's also ... bitter."

"But it's true. Even when my sister fell, I just couldn't arrange a healer when I fell asleep."

"It's surprising. I was wondering if a merchant's elder sister would say that her husband wasn't out of shape."

"That's good because you do it. It seems healed what he wanted from his brother-in-law, because he's actually a younger and more cute person."

"That's right. I'm sorry, I heard you went in."

"No ... I just said something very rude yesterday ..."

"It's okay because I don't care about it anymore.

"Huh? Uh ..."

Mr. Shaolin said, looking out the window.

Is it all you ever asked about me or Sicily's complexion and couldn't afford to look outside?

I really care about yesterday.

Then, Shaolin, who was looking out, saw a certain point and said, "Oh!"

"That! It's a ruin in the desert! It's coming soon that I saw that!"

"Huh? Ruins?"

Reacted to the word archeological site rather than Shaolin's words to arrive soon.

Everyone else was the same, looking down at the window from below.

And I found it.

"Is that a ruin? It's a mysterious building."

"It looks like a block from here, but it's actually bigger because it's flying high enough."

Maria and Thor, who saw the ruins of the previous civilization for the first time, give such impressions.

Mr. Shaolin explained to them.

"It's big, but mysteriously, the building has no seams. It's as if it's made out of a big stone."

"Hey"

Perrin also responded with interest, but I wasn't far from it.

Because ...

(Are there any seams? It's concrete ...)

Kanji, guns, concrete.

What they show.

(Earth civilization !?)

The archeological site under my eyes was visible only in a concrete building.

While looking at the building, I did not lose my thoughts.

that is…….

(No way ... did any of the humans regain the memories of their previous lives in the previous civilization?) And that was ... a Japanese or a Chinese who, unlike me or Massita, spread the civilization without any weight?

I can only think of that.

I don't know if I'm Japanese or Chinese because I didn't actually see the characters on the magic tool.

Maybe Taiwan or Hong Kong.

That ’s the kind of cultural country that uses kanji that I can come up with at the moment.

But this was definitely.

And when I came to the possibility, I was terrified.

In this archeological site, magic tools are sleeping.

Even if you look at the building underneath and the magic tools that Mr. Shaolin has, it is a civilization of the same level as I was alive.

And some of the magic tools are still usable.

If a weapon of mass destruction is discovered in such a situation ...

"Well, maybe I'm going to do something seriously ..."

While the treatment of Shaolin's sister was the top priority, we couldn't help but worry about the rest.