Elf Country.
It does not exist in the timeline where the original game story begins.
This race has always been targeted by the French state of St. Ferdinand because it is beautiful, suitable for viewing and playing, and as a result it develops into a war, but it perishes in vain.
Many of the elves were captured, and the rest scattered all over the trees and seas, and each one grew larger and smaller, creating settlements to live in.
And the beautiful queen became captive in exchange for their safety in the forest.
Knowing that the covenant was a promise, she sacrificed herself for people.
Even if the wise men who knew it came to rescue her, she still wouldn't leave the neighboring country.
If there's a little more life to save by being there, that's fine.
In the game, she continues to cry in the cage of her neighbor until the Queen Retrieval event, which must occur when the hero is in conflict with the neighbor and the Magic Kingdom is on her side.
Depending on the outcome of the various rescue events, it is the specifications of the game that do not know what will happen to her.
The owner of the cage and his or her mind are forced to die without being held hostage. Even if he or she is released from the cage, he or she will suffer fatal injuries and die while sheltering other elves. If it takes too long for him or her to be rescued, he or she will be found in a state of debilitating death in front of him or her, or already cold.
A wise man is immortal, but not immortal.
It was her choice to remain in a state of mental and physical infirmity, while constantly exercising her magic to protect elves other than herself from the curse in a cursed land, until her magic was exhausted every day.
Wise men have a lot of freaks, but the essence is that they are all good people in common.
I have enough dedication to sacrifice myself for someone else and a strong heart to pierce it.
That's why they would try to save themselves if they could.
Among them, Tilia was a particularly kind and beautiful sage.
It may have been luck and bad luck for the elves that she became such a sweet queen.
Inhale and exhale as usual in order to forcibly calm the angry feelings in your stomach.
Then I asked while thinking about organizing the information.
"......... the gods of that country are evil gods?"
"Yes, few of you know, and I think there are only sages now, but Ferdinand is the name of the priest who worshipped the devil."
Pale, but solid answers came back, slowly turning the mind to organize the information.
In other words, I don't know in detail what happened because it is a foreign matter, but that country worships the existence called the devil as the only god for the elves.
Is that the very definition of the world, completely classified as a devil, or are they just calling themselves devils because they are the enemies of the Elves?
... Either way, I have to check.
"... do you know what kind of god it is?"
"The power of the evil god I know is to wield the curse and use it as a medium to absorb all the power of the people to feed me, but... I'm sorry about what kind of god I really am..."
She trembled her lips without putting her hands on something like tea or tea.
Keep your eyes down with a sad face that looks like you're going to cry.
Nearly speaking of her subjective information, if her abilities are true, she can only suck.
No, even if you think about casting a curse, you're a demon.You're evil. They call you the devil. I can't help it.
"You don't have to apologize, you don't have to worry."
"Thank you...."
The Queen who wanted an explanation and somehow apologized, I decided to follow her.
But no matter how hard I try, I only get cold words in a cold tone, but that's Mr. Auguste. I'm sorry, my queen.
Now what about that evil god?
"Now... speaking of which, it's creepy quiet."
She raised her eyelids just to realize that she had been asked by me, and she murmured bitterly.
No matter what you think, it's the quiet before the storm.
"I have a bad feeling about this....."
"... yes, but I don't have the strength to do that..."
Honestly, if my hypothesis is correct, it wouldn't be so, but she probably doesn't realize that she can cross the wall because of years of experience and what's getting in the way.
Anyway, the instruction manual for sage handed over by old Sylvester said, "The magic of sage is an image.”
In other words, if you can't imagine, you can't use magic.
But I don't know if I can do it at all, and even if I can, I don't think I can solve her problem on my own.
Something like this, I want more information.
Specifically, there is information from people who know about evil gods.
Above all, I need an ally because I'm too lonely to act alone. Seriously.
"... can't you ask other wise men for help?"
"The sages who specialize in fighting are Gremos and Grants, and as you may know, the three sages of man, Genius, but...."
Contrary to my inner feeling that there are three people who can fight and it's very good, she talked so hard to say.
"Is there a problem?"
"Gremos is as versatile as you and the strongest of the wise... but like me he is the king of the land.... and a country of a very difficult nature. "
Ah... the King certainly can't act on his own will...
It seemed that even the king of the country where Mr. Auguste lived was not free to go out, and it might be difficult to be a king in any country. I don't know.
By the way, you know very well that Mr. Auguste is all-purpose, my queen.
What is it, the observation eye?
"Grants certainly can fight, but he can't use magic just by strengthening himself.
Genius is the most fragile of all sages because he is a human sage..... "
Yeah, it's kind of skewed...
If you fight the country, you're sure to die.
I mean, it's me who has to work hard.We have to work really hard. No.
"If the three of you could come, we could open it up, but I think it would be difficult."
"I see... have you tried to see him?"
When I asked the customer a question for confirmation, she looked very jittery.
Have you thought about it? I have a slightly suspicious Kyotong face.
Still with a little patrol and a small expression of satisfaction, she sifted her head.
"... no..."
"So what do they do about your current situation?"
"... if you need help with that, call me anytime... you're busy and really kind people."
I felt everything from her face and atmosphere, smiling happily and proudly.
This is unconscious reluctance on the part of a type of person who has no choice but to rely on someone.
I'm sure there are people like this... who are in a state where no one can help them, and they panic, why didn't you tell me sooner?
Seriously... eh... no, no... this is no good, no good.
Is there something wrong?
"... how do I contact you?"
"Oh? Actually, I have magic equipment in my private room.Mr. Gremos made it so that even a little walrus that couldn't get out of the woods could see the outside, but he could use it for communication. "
She smiled as she dyed her cheeks slightly pink.
I wonder if Mr. Gremos is a king somewhere.
The all-purpose model seems to be truly all-purpose.
I can't tell you that Auguste would be able to do it if he wanted to.
I'm only worried about what I can do because my knowledge is subtle, so I don't think I should do it.
More than that, it's good to have a way of contacting someone. We did it.
"... may I have it?"
"... what are you going to do?"
Regrets do more than regrets do not, hypocrisy does more than hypocrisy do not.
I can't remember who said that, but that's what it is.
It's bad to go home without doing anything, and I don't know what the amorphous sage will say about coming after all.
Personally, I don't like being mourned or disillusioned.
I don't want that to happen as much as possible, and I don't want it to happen.Such a human being is enough for Dom.I'm not M, so I don't feel happy about that.
I'm afraid everyone will hate me.
I don't like being hated by anyone.
So, this is just self-preservation.
Looking firmly at the beautiful woman who leans her neck strangely, I lift the edge of my mouth loosely and laugh.
"First of all, I can do it. It shouldn't be too late to mourn."
I feel like I said it with my face, but Mr. Auguste's face is only so cool, so let's say it's good.
Though I was delighted, I wondered what to do then.
The entrance door opens vigorously.
"You've kept me waiting! I'm a junior!"
I'm a little relieved by the appearance of an amorphous sage who seems to have a sound effect.
The main character appears late, no matter what the rumor is.
I just thought, how many times do I have to say it? Well, no.
"... it's really late, isn't it?"
I heard you were coming later, but it's not too late?
"I don't know what to do. Elementary school students are on foot."
"I heard the wise man can use metastasis magic."
The next moment I glanced at the chaos, the amorphous sage stretched his chest with his face.
"That's why I just flew in!"
I mean, you just remembered.
"That's right!"
I thought it was late on time.
Because of this person, I thought he might be eating roadside grass somewhere, but I regret the problems before that.
Leaving me like that, the queen laughed harder.
"Mr. Abis, you've been pretending the other day."
"Hey, Tilia! It's like a catastrophe!"
"What happened today?"
"My apprentice, Auguste Verstein, the new sage, accompanies me!Do you have any rough faces? "
I wonder if it's "giggle" or something if it sounds like an effect.
If you “cum” it seems like you will fall in love, so maybe you can't help it.
By the way, why “giggle”?I wonder what they're from. I don't know.
Distract your eyes while thinking about something that doesn't matter when you run away from reality.
"Oh? Have you already done something?"
I was slightly irritated when I was pointed at my face, which was very shiny.
Why are you a little excited about this guy? Don't be angry.
"Actually, I was about to kill Einfilis...."
Hmm? I wonder who it was.
"Heroes of this country, you see, I hate humans."
"Ah, that chunk of meat! Well done, apprentice!I wanted to hit the elementary once too!Hahahahahaha! "
It's a laugh.
Gotcha, I don't know what it is, but it's okay. I'm not happy with anything.
"It's not funny, Mr. Abis, because I thought I'd really kill you..."
"How many people have died because of him!"
"I'm sorry for the inconvenience...."
I am slightly irritated by the way I deliberately look feminine and look cute in the pumpy and angry wind, but the Queen was more depressed than that.
Even the indestructible sage who can't read the air rushed to follow.
"Why would Tilia apologize? It would be the worst thing to say to someone trapped in a strange sense of bullying and discrimination."
"It's not her fault, I can't let the walrus tie me up in this country...."
Ah, this is Akane.
"Tilia, I wonder if you can handle that negative thought."
"Even if they say that...."
The queen leans her neck as if she were in trouble to the amorphous sage who shrugs her shoulders in a daze.
Negatives that you don't realize are pretty tough...?
"So? What are they doing?"
"... Mr. Verstein wants to use communication magic equipment..."
Perhaps you should say that sitting in an empty seat while changing the subject.
"Hmm, apprentice, what are you going to do?"
"I thought I'd try to get in touch with the other wise men who know what's going on in this country."
Oh, I see, I see.
"Yes"
And perhaps it is also true that you understand everything with just this explanation.
"Yikes! Leave this to the juniors!They won't be able to talk well anyway! "
Doya's face was very angry, but even though it seemed comfortable, it was also plain angry.
"Why, why am I being so discreet!!"
A luxuriously wrapped arm smashed the wooden table.
With a dry sound, pieces of wood scatter around, and dust dances through the sky.
The servant who witnessed the incident was frightened of the excess fear and ran away from the room.
"I am the protector of this country....!Who will protect this country if we are careful...!! "
The impatience, grief, agitation, and mixed emotions disturbed the person's stable magic.
The magic of twisting and twisting turns scattered pieces of wood into even finer pieces.
"I'm a hero....! A hero who lives for this country!"
With the magic and vibration that leaks every time you yell, the luxury trembles, but it is difficult to tell whether it is trembled by anger or simply by vibration.
"Why do you care about inferior beings, why...?!"
"Master, I'm physically impaired. Please calm down."
And the servant cried unto the LORD that mourneth.
But don't rush aside.
Because I know it's dangerous.
"Shut up! You think I don't care!?"
The magic of anger spreads to the surroundings under pressure.
The Servitor still opened his mouth as he received it, which was likely to crush his internal organs.
"... Master, calm down, as you said yourself earlier, you are a hero."
"Yes! I'm a hero, I deserve to be respected...!"
Are you telling me that or are you serious?
Both of them were difficult to get hold of, and his face fell down, screaming with a voice that was hard to understand.