Maou Reijou no Kyouiku Gakari

--Central Raydia Kingdom.

The city of Celica, home of the brave, has grown remarkably in proportion to his prestige and is now known as one of the world's leading cities.

On a small hill on the outskirts of such a city.

The courageous Lux Mansion is situated in a location with a panoramic view of the vibrant city.

A small decorative mansion that does not seem to be very Duke's mansion if anyone knows nothing about it.

Tonight, there are three heroes gathered in the deepest room.

They sat at a round table with seats for five and waited for the inscription to come.

"Ha-ha, it's time to start ~"

In the room surrounded by a harsh atmosphere, there was a sound of hands whistling and a slightly distracted voice.

Looking over one glass, the other two sitting voices were voiced by a woman with blue hair in white, Anima Mistral, the "wise man”.

It was one of the roles given to her to organize the meetings that took place once in a few months.

"Ha, even if I say we start... well, lux hasn't arrived yet..."

Says Tachion Shrak, a man wrapped in an old rotten leaf robe.

One of the greatest wizards in the world and one of the heroes of humanity who bears the title of "Great Magic.”

However, from the gap between the sagging dull hair, the weak eyes are hidden in flickering contrast to the highly exalted title.

"I can't wait any longer because I'm busy making time. Besides, Luke's late hasn't even started yet."

"Well, that's true...."

"Yeah, I want to finish it and go home soon. Get started."

”Fist Saint” Liza Eclair sandwiches her mouth between them.

She is sitting shallowly on her chair and worldly.

"That's two against one. Yes, that's why I decided not to wait!

"I see... But I don't know what to say later....."

A tachyon who drops his gaze on a desk and agrees with both of them.

After confirming that, Anima will spread the materials to use at this meeting.

Well, first of all, it's about the demonic world. Takion, how's the front line you're in charge of? Anything unusual?

Looking away from the materials at hand, Anima turned her eyes again to Takion and asked.

"Yes, as usual... nothing has changed since I last reported it..."

"As usual?

"Well, demons and... people... kill them moderately and maintain the status quo... just like I was told..."

Anima, who heard the words, drops her gaze onto the material on the desk.

It contains classified military material that would not be readily available even if it were the Duke's position.

She compares Takion's words with the battlefield information written there.

"Yeah, sure... don't kill too much, don't kill too much... I'm making a good muddy war. It's a boulder. Keep up the good work."

"Uh-huh... I know..."

"Now, what about capturing the Demons next....."

Anima scrolls the following material with Takion on her ass, praised and a little happy.

"In fact, there were fewer harvests than usual last month. Liza, do you know anything about that? Surely I asked you to come with me last month?

Anima came to Liza the other day, recalling her request to accompany the capture party.

"Eh? Me....? Ah... speaking of which..."

"Well, if it's true, I was going to question him about it today....."

I glanced at one of the two empty seats with two animators on the lower side.

That would be the seat where the man in charge of capturing the demon tribe would have been sitting.

But now there's no one there.

Anima quickly turns away from her vacant seat and returns to Liza to wait for her speech.

"Something happened... I came home satisfied on my way home... But I'm sure you said you could take more than usual at that time....."

Liza touches one side of her hair with a sense of volume tied between her left and right, and stretches out her memories of the time.

Anima told me I had to accompany Feld's capture party.

He stood in the vanguard himself and captured the demons centered on the elves with his hands.

The fact that I picked the buds of young talent myself and trembled in a trance.

"Yeah, I knew I had a lot of them."

And I said that clearly when I confirmed that there was no mistake in my memory.

"A lot? Hmm, this is crazy... but it can't be like that..."

Anima also confirms that there is no inconsistency between the information of the experimental materials at hand and her own memory, and makes a suspicious expression.

"I also caught an incredibly lively ear long kid. Black guy."

"Black ear length... dark elves... uhn, I wonder if that's what happened..."

Together, they twist their necks and think, but still the inconsistencies between them are not filled.

"I can't help it... I'll look into this matter from another perspective. Then next... the Feld guy who was hiding such an important story was a thief..."

When Anima tried to move on to the next story, she decided it was pointless.

There was a noise coming from the entrance.

Three eyes converge on the source of sound - the only door.

Both doors slowly open with a squeaking sound.

And from there, half open, a man peered indoors.

Blonde hair that is slightly shorter for a straight look. I have a slightly awkward expression on my face.

"... maybe it's already started?

The man looked at the three people sitting in the seat, saying so, and immediately realized that he was late.

"It's too late... What were you doing this time?

"It's really too late... what do you mean you're late for your share...?

"No, I'm sorry. My son couldn't let me go...."

A man dressed like a lowlife scratches his head in a bad way.

"I like being a kind dad, but I want you to care about us because it's even a tenth of that."

"Ahahah, I'm sorry. I'm sorry. So, what are you talking about now?

With his apology in his mouth, he sat at the seat of the round table furthest from the entrance.

The man's name is Lux Messiah.

There is no one unknown in the anthroposphere who has the title of "brave man” to be the great hero, and the existence of the heroes here.

The secret magic, called God's blessing, keeps its appearance as youthful as the other three, diverging from its real age.

"Well, I was just about to... talk about Feld's murder."

Feld Vildanes.

Also a part of the hero, the information that he had been killed by someone with the title "Warrior” had already been shared among the four.

"Oh, that's what I'm talking about. Do you know who did this to you?

"No, not yet. At first, I thought they were“ underground ”, but as far as I can see, it seems different. I checked the scene... yes, something... because I felt like I had a strong grudge against him."

Remembering the tragic raid scene that she confirmed herself, Anima expresses her feelings for Lux.

"A grudge...? What do you think of Takion? It sounds like Anima thinks it's different from the people underground."

"Eh? Am I...?

A tachyon asked by Lux without a clue shook his body.

"Yeah, you saw the scene, didn't you? Then I'd like to hear your opinion."

"Well, um... if that's what Anima says... I guess so... I also wondered if the remaining magic elements felt different from them....."

Tachyon answers with a strong tone of tension in his weak eyes.

On the other hand, Lux nods back small with a soft expression that hasn't changed since he entered.

"Well, if you're all together, I'm sure you're right. He killed Feld because he was our new” enemy ”...."

Immediately after Lux concluded so with a happy smile, Liza continued to open her mouth.

"I haven't seen it, but that pig... he's really dead."

"Yeah, I've been dying quite a bit. With a single dagger, it looks vertical... like it's going to be really awesome."

Remembering Feld's body, Anima waved her sword with a smile.

"Wow, a little sympathy... don't let your vengeance melt away. Namu namu"

Liza, with her hands together, casually fired at the empty seat.

It was only light and did not include a particularly profound meaning.

But when she heard it, Anima covered her mouth with her hands, and Takion turned half her hidden face pale with her hair.

Then, Liza continued without noticing the blue two.

"What about a successor? That pig was only good at chores."

"Liza, what did you just say?

And Lux turned back to Liza.

Not as soft as a fragment, with an ice-cold appearance.

"... eh? I'm not looking for a replacement....."

Suddenly, the swordfish fills the room, and Liza brings her whole body up.

"Before that. If I hadn't heard you wrong, I'd have heard incredible words in your mouth."

"Ah, before that... ah... that's not what I meant..."

It was already too late for Liza to notice her inaction.

Looking at her, Lux's expression changed.

"You just... mourned his death, didn't you? The death of those who betrayed my expectations and defeated the enemy."

"Beh, nothing... I..."

"Liza, I told you so many times. True justice cannot be defeated. I mean, defeated him wasn't justice. Where do we need to mourn the death of the unjust? Not to mention vengeance... fighting for the defeated..."

Eyes peeking from the gap between the hands holding the head were not meant to be directed at fellow men.

"I didn't mean to say that..."

A riser that normally looks half-open from fear.

I try to spit out the explanation, but it only comes out of my mouth in chaotic terms.

"Liza, answer me properly. Do you deny my justice? Am I wrong?

"Chi, no... that's not true..."

"Then why did I mourn the death of the defeated at all! Answer me, Liza Eclair!

Lux beats the round table hard with his fist and squeezes his voice out loudly.

Relative risers pale their faces and wet their bodies with cold sweat.

Only shallow and rough breathing sounds painted with fear are leaking out of my mouth.

From the side, it is clear which is abnormal.

However, social correctness does not have any meaning in this situation.

Here, only one man's distorted thoughts exist as the only absolute law.

"Calm down, Luke. I don't think so. Liza believes in your justice."

The missed anima set sail for Liza.

"Uh-huh... yeah, lux... anima's right..."

The tachyon also nodded shakingly and echoed Anima's opinion.

"Anima, how do you know that?

"It's only natural. It was because I agreed with you... that we... saw Alf together. Isn't it?"

Anima slowly spins words to persuade a child whose mother has had an epilepsy.

Do the interactions that have been repeated many times before in a familiar manner.

However, the voice was shaking to the extent that only the person could understand it, and under the desk, the sleeve of the white coat was firmly gripped.

"Alf...."

Lux muttered the same name as he nostalgically nostalgically and fell silently on his face.

The silence surrounds the room with a feeling of tension like frozen air.

Liza sees Luke lying face down and seeps tears in her eyes.

There is no such thing as the world's best martial arts artist.

All that exists is the appearance of a sinner who is as frightened as a child and awaits justice to be done to himself.

"Oh, that's right... That's right...."

For Liza, it's a short time to feel forever.

Once again, Lux's face turned to the front with a soft smile.

"Liza, I'm sorry. I can't believe what I've done makes me doubt my people."

"Uhh, yeah... I'm the one who... I'm sorry... I'm sorry... I'm really... sorry..."

After gaining forgiveness, Liza leaked her feelings of relief from the bottom of her heart and narrowed down her apology to Lux many times.

That was all she could do before the distorted madness.

"Well... let's get back to it, but let's just leave the enemy who killed it alone."

"Are you sure? Tell me and I'll look for it."

"It's okay. I don't want to bother you with your busy hands. And you always say that, don't you? The more enemies, the more powerful, the more powerful... justice shines. That's why trying to create a world without enemies was the failure of our foolish ancestors... the fake warriors."

"Oh, that's right. I'll let you swim for a while, then... so that you can become your enemy."

"Oh, I'm looking forward to it. I wonder what kind of enemy they're going to be....."

And it's not just Liza.

Animals and tachyons, everyone understands.

The martial arts that defeat everything, the demons that destroy everything, the wisdom that knows everything.

That this man is equally meaningless before the “righteousness."

Well then, let's move on to the next story. Anima, how's the research going? Is it still going to take some time to finish that?

"Ah, yeah... I've been looking into the demons I caught, but the original trail won't let me grab the tail that easily. I guess it'll still take me a while... I wish at least the ghost species could be caught...."

"Well... the journey to complete justice is steep..."

Therefore, no one will think against it.

Everyone keeps playing with the whole world.

The world continues to be distorted by the desire of a man who persists in childish values of justice, which are never satisfactory.

Ever, ever, ever.