Sayonara Ryuusei Konnichiwa Jinsei

A day when you are accustomed to Magic Gakuin without permission.

I and Serina, who received one of the jobs offered by the Magic Academy secretariat for students, boarded a prepared carriage and headed for Fraupa Village.

The job is to receive the magic flower flogia 200 bundles ordered by the Magic Academy in the village.

When this flogia is soaked in a special chemical for 3 days, the pigment and magical power of the flogia ooze into the chemical, and by using this chemical as a material, it is possible to mix nutrients that are effective in recovering nutrition and tonic fatigue.

I am the two-wheeled chariot, and Serina dives into an empty bed with a hood.

The season is almost ready for the transition from spring to summer, and the different colors you see in the green sea stretching to the left and right of the cobblestones are changing from spring flowers to summer flowers.

The wind stroking the cheeks begins to include the warmth of spring from the warmth of summer, and the sun shining from beyond the heavens has also turned into a more intense and dazzling sun.

Thanks to the elastic bouncing cotton cushion, my ass, which was still sitting on the pedestal, did not hurt, but since I only had three short breaks on the way, I arrived at the village of Fraupa as much as possible I wanted to be there.

There were no other steps on the cobblestones other than us and no footsteps on the street, and the streets were almost gone. Is it ok to move Selina to the master table?

I couldn't have heard such a voice of my heart, but Serina, who looked into her face from the bed behind her, came to me.

"Dran, I didn't see Fatima!"

Fatima and Nell were on another request to the village of Fraupa, and Selina, who had been told the other day that Fraupa was a scenic spot, was looking forward to meeting them secretly.

It was with Serina in mind that I was commissioned to work for Fraupa.

"Hmmm, sure. It's about time to get to Fraupa village, but it's about Fatima, so I'll probably get along with the villagers over there and maybe stay overnight. That girl can be a friend with anyone I have great talent. ''

"Huh, yes. Fatima-chan will be lively wherever you go. I think he's the one who has the least connection with the word alone."

Absolutely, I replied with sincere consent. Eventually, the gray path meandered several times, then into the forest, where tall giant trees crowded.

When you enter the forest, the cobblestones are cut off, and the ground turns into bare roads instead. The left and right sides of the road, which changed its color to scalp brown, are buried with grass that grows thick enough that the ground is not visible as a cat's forehead, and the green smell of choking envelops us.

The breath of the countless lives living in the forest and the cycle of death that always visits it was a rich forest that grew up through a series of dreadful years.

Although the village of Fraupa has heard that forestry is thriving, the people of the forest and the village may have coexisted with sensible judgment not to spoil the richness of the forest.

But my perception was clear of the anomalies that had arisen in this forest. With hundreds of millions of life alive, the invisible forest rising from their bodies was filled with only one, but absolute, thing.

It pastes the lives and lives of countless lives, and it comes to all life living on this earth equally-death.

The smell of death, the color of death, the sound of death, the sign of death. A smell that cannot be smelled by the human nose, a color that is invisible to the human eye, a sound that cannot be heard by the human ear, and a sign that cannot be felt by humans. However, the forest was filled with soles that can certainly be felt by those who have life.

Selina on the loading platform prints the color of anxiety thickly on her beautiful face.

"Mr. Doran, it's something weird here. It seems strange that even though the creatures are sure, everything is dead."

"Well, that feeling is right. Selina, believe in what your five senses and soul feel. Surely this is a world of death, but death is death, but this is the world of the living dead, It's a land of people who live and die. ''

"Mr. Doran, the fog ..."

Serina stretched out her arms and fingers and pointed forward-a fog suddenly appeared ahead of the carriage. It is a way of occurrence that has no sign of appearance.

The pure white mist covers not only the end of the gray road but also the left and right ends blocked by the trees, and swallows our right and left while watching and turns around behind.

In a matter of seconds, all directions except our carriage and the small space around it are swallowed by fog.

"I've never heard that there's such a big thing?"

The fog is a living entity that takes the form of a fog like a character when read, but as Selina says, such a huge fog is a rumor of the wind, a book read through the library of the magic school There is no example.

"It's like a village with white clothing, is it a natural phenomenon peculiar to this region? Or is it a fog created by magic?"

Even if the surrounding fog comes off the tusks and attacks, the magical powers will rise from the whole body of Serina, and a magical technique will be set up in an instant, ready to fight.

It was a bit like a warrior who was hard to imagine from the usual state of Serina. He was born and raised in Lamia's village, where he participated in battles with different kinds of demon opponents, and fighting with the demon world in the forest of Ente, so this Lamia girl was trained as a warrior.

The horses have already stopped, and a slight fright is transmitted through the bridle. I deposited the reins in Selina, gripped my beloved long sword with her scabbard in her left hand, and descended from the pedestal.

"It's like a magical creature remodeled with fog demos. It looks like it took a lot of time, but now."

As soon as the carriage resumed, the fog wrapped us around. Again, it was not a dense fog generated by natural phenomena, but had the effect of acting on these senses and sense of direction to wander endlessly in the fog, but did not deceive my perceptual ability.

I kept track of the path leading into the forest, swallowed by white fog, and kept the two horses on the right path.

Moving to the commander's table and sitting beside me, Selina kept ready for an assaulter who might never come in, immediately triggering a paralyzed close-up eye that shuts her eyes off. .

Whether you were a captor or a murderer, there was no shadow of those who attacked us after destroying girls and black panthers, and I could reach the village of Fraupa at the end of the path in the fog. done.

Fraupa Village has surrounded the village with a fence around a string of countless Naruko lanterns in response to a flower thief trying to steal the magical flower Floria, a specialty.

From the geography of the neighborhood of Galois, it seems that there has not been much attack by demons and bandits so far, and the fence is not made assuming a group attack, but in my eyes that turned into a long eye It was reflected.

He did not surround the village with piles of logs and stone walls struck on the ground. Still, it is said that the village is rich and the population is close to 1,000 people, thanks to the cultivation of magic flowers and river trade using nearby flowing rivers.

It seemed that the village was not very focused on self-defense, but there was a masonry gate with a thick wooden gate on the main street leading to Galois.

As we came through the fog and came close to the masonry gate, an arrow fell from above the gate at the foot of the horse with the sound of the wind breaking.

Before the horse was in a hurry, I pulled the reins and let the horse calm down, and I stood up on the platform and raised my voice.

At this distance, the voice can be transmitted even in the midst of the fog. Apparently, a barrier was set up along the village premises, and the fog was blocking a certain line from invading the interior of the village.

"I'm Doran, a student of the Galois School of Magic. At the request of Prof. Alpreil of the Faculty of Pharmacy, I've taken over the Floria. Open the gate!"

"Don't move from there! How did you come through this fog! Can you put a suspicious guy like you into the village!"

Immediately, about ten armed village men, led by a young man holding a bow and arrow above the gate, appeared.

Apparently, the fog-bearer's evil hand extended to the village of Fraupa after casting a dark shadow.

Arrows are numbered one after another in the bowstring, and the sharp tip of the arrowhead concentrates on me and Serina beside. To me and the villagers turned to Selina, without any exception, the dark colors of fear and frustration stuck together and seemed to have had a great horror experience. I'm sorry. I sympathized sincerely.

A young man holding a bow with his trembling hands wakes up while spitting.

"I have given Galois a lot of help so far, but she still hasn't come. Most of those who have tried to get help haven't returned.

The returning guys say they have been attacked by monsters. Why can you come safely from such a fog! ? What is even the snake girl beside you! You're going to pretend to be human and deceive us. ''

She had left Serina on the platform, as she had to show her in anyway.

It's no wonder you've never experienced it, and you've fallen suspiciously into unknown fears you never even imagined. There is something to hear about Rina's rant, but given the extraordinary horror that suddenly fell out of their daily routines, it should be considered useless.

With a medal to prove that Serina was familiar, she extended her lower body, stood up, and began appealing for her innocence.

"I'm Doran's familiar. I'm not a genuine familiar, even at the Magic Academy, so I won't hurt you."

"Can you believe it?"

Well, the fear of the villagers above the gate is now turning to hostility and on the verge of explosion.

From the situation of being cornered by a dead end, she seems to be unable to make a normal judgment because she loses her nerves as time goes on.

When the villagers were discussing what to do with me and Serina, a new figure appeared on the stone gate.

When the figure's face was revealed, I and Selina were all relieved. New to the gate was Nel, one of the two we were worried about.

"Nell"

"Nernesia, you're good. You're safe!"

Selina's bouncing voice caused Nel to shrink slightly, but it was soon tightened.

Nell's right hand holds a magic wand that is as tall as Nel's body. This is Nel's personal property, which is different from the magic school.

It is cut from an aged branch of a spiritual tree, and a high-purity magical stone is buried at the tip of the tree, and a mithril ring engraved with a technique to increase the power of magic is covered.

Even though it is not as good as Christina's magic sword Elsparda, I saw this as a gem.

"Both of us came here so well. But there is something I need to check a little. Both of you show your neck. Both sides."

Hearing what this flannel wants to see, I realized that there was a backdrop of the attack on this village. It is also limited in this terrestrial world, where a wide variety of sub-humans and demons inhabit, including threats that have to check their necks.

If so, there is no wonder the villagers are frustrated. I nodded at Nel and looked at Selina, and I loosened the collar of the uniform of Magic Academy, Selina loosened the blouse collar dyed in the sky blue, and left and right neck to Nel and the villagers. Indicated.

"That's good. Both aren't hanging on poisonous tusks."

"Apienia, can they be trusted?"

"Okay, Doran, boys are the same or better wizards than me, and Lamia's girl besides me is a good child."

"Ah, is it as strong as Apienia ..."

"Yes, so it's very helpful that they came. Really."

Nell sighs more relief than he sees us, and immediately opens the gates to the surrounding villagers and instructs them to turn in.

A wooden gate opens to the left and right with a heavy sound, and smiles at the flanking Nel there, advances the carriage to the side, and then stops.

"It looks like it's ridiculous, Nell."

I'm going to say one of the teasing words, but it's not a situation where it is truly acceptable.

"Yeah. I didn't even imagine when I left Magic Academy. I just came to the village chief and explained what was going on."

"I see. Nel got on the carriage for the time being. Isn't that easier?"

"rational"

Nel shows consent, ascends the pedestal and sits down to my left. Most of Serina's lower body is in the carrier, so three people can sit down.

The villagers other than Nel remain at the gate and we follow Nel's guide through the village of Fraupa, which is immune from the mist.

"If you weren't in such a situation, you would be looking at the flower garden slowly with Serina."

"I can't help it, but I still have the opportunity, and it's next time."

"Hmmm, yes, this time again."

Soon we arrived at the mansion with the largest site in the village. The mansion that surrounds the site with moats and stone walls that are covered with water is, of course, the mansion of the head of this Fraupa village.

We leave the carriage to the servant who comes to meet us, and we enter the mansion. Serina, who has an unusually beautiful girl's upper body and the lower body of a giant snake with involuntary hair, invites everyone who encounters, including the servant who left the carriage, to be surprised at her stiffness and make a small scream There were even those who zeroed out.

This was enough because Nel was by the side, but if not, it would have been a bloody run as well as a monster attack in addition to the fog anomalies.

Serina glanced steadily at her piercing gaze, and was proudly swinging her familiar medal down from her chest between Futaoka.

A surprised maid in the form of Serina opened the shiny polished oak door and guided us under the chief of the house, the mayor.

The mayor, who had already been contacted by the servants, stands up from the armchair he was sitting on and greets us.

The village mayor, who has a strong body and a rich white beard and covers his mouth, points to Nel with a smile filled with trust.

"Oh, Nernesia, you've returned safely."

"I just went to the gate to see the situation. It's like doing nothing. The village mayor, he's Doran. My classmate, as strong as me. That Lamia is Serina. The familiar of Doran. So don't be afraid, you can count on it. ''

Nel gives us a very brief introduction on our behalf, and the village chief asks us for a handshake, with a friendly glance. I didn't ask Selina for a handshake, but this is probably still a good response.

"This is an unexpected arriving friend. Nice to meet you, my name is Bordan, the head of the village of Fraupa."

"I'm Doran. I hope I don't need honorifics. I'm in the same school as Nell, but I'm not a noble. I'm a farmer in the village of Bern."

"Well. Whatever, if you go to Magic Academy like Nernesia, it looks like a promising young man. Nevertheless, the village of Bern is still heard in my ears I'm here. "

"I would be delighted if everyone in my hometown listens. In fact, I came to pick up Floria at the request of Prof. Alpreyle, but it seems that I am in a state of extraordinaryness. I will. "

"I'll do my best!"

Selina's enthusiasm seemed a bit surprised by the mayor of Bordin, but there was no fear or anxiety. This old man, who has been dealing with unending flower thieves and mermaids with a human-faced beast-hearted mind, has foreseen that Serina's words and expressions have made no mistakes.

"Now let's talk about what's happening in this village right now. Let's just sit back, because we're still standing. We'll bring you a drink soon."

With that in mind, I hand-bought the mayor of Bordin, who would recommend us a sofa for the visitor, but not Selina.

In response to my sudden action, Mayor Bordin dubiously brushed his eyebrows, and only Serina and Nel, who I knew were unusual, sniffed my actions and prepared for the battle immediately. .

"I was going to explain the situation that fell in the village of Fraupa, but it seems that such a person came to here."

"! What is ...?!?"

My eyes looked west of the village of Fraupa, just as I and Serina came.

In the midst of the white dense fog that covers not only the four sides of the village of Frapa but also the sky, someone from the west is rapidly moving here.

The actions of me, Nel and Serina were quick. He immediately turned his heels and moved his feet to leave the mansion.

It was an order issued by Nell as he descended the door, reminding the village chief who was bolstered by the shock of my words.

Whether she was educated as a commander at home and at home, Nell's voice sounded strictly undisputed. Is this one of the reasons why men and women who want to be trampled by the flannel continue?

"Gather the Self-Defense Forces at the west gate, but never go outside the gate. I and Doran will intercept me."

"Nel, listen to one."

"Yup"

Nell must have realized what I was trying to hear. Nell responded shortly with a muttering, chilling, and colder sound than usual.

"What happened to Fatima? No, what happened?"

Nell's answer was silence. And a blizzard of indignation and hatred blowing in the eyes. With all this alone, it is possible to reason enough that something unwelcome has happened to Fatima.

"Nernesia, what happened to Fatima?"

Nel is silent on Serina's question. It is hesitant to ask Fatima any further, and Serina turns her eyes on my imagination, which I do not want to imagine.

I looked straight at Serina's eyes and said,

"I'm OK. I'm still in time."

I was rescued by the words that I was still in time and at the same time had a new anxiety, or Serina's face nodded at me was still anxious.

"……Yes"

As he continued to run without exchanging words, he was still bound by fear, but he could still see the villagers and the west gates, with weapons, guarding the gates.

The villagers were quick to set up their weapons on Selina's rushing ground, but Nell's imminent voice stopped the villagers from attacking Selina.

"She is an ally. More enemies come. You go down."

"Oh, Apienia, but if enemies come, we too"

"Go down for good. You can't get involved with you, and you're not the one who cares about you."

It seems as if the villagers in front of you, who only tell you that the villagers in front of you are enemies, are just enemies. Later on, he moves away from the gate.

"Sometimes it's a bit too wild, but as Nell says, isn't it easier to be away?"

"No. That kind of thing"

"And thank you for protecting Serina."

"Only as a result"

ネ ル I muttered with a little apprehension and appreciation in my heart to Nel, who turned away from her face, that I was not obedient.

The villagers opened the gates and once we got out of the gates, they dropped off and waited for the arrival of another SDF. When you get out of the village of Fraupa, or more precisely, out of the barrier surrounding the village of Fraupa, it turns into a white world with a solid white color.

Soon after, the dark fog emerged in the fog, revealing its entirety as a carriage drawn by six horses, twice as tall as a human.

As the exhalation turns white, the carriage stops abruptly at a distance of 20 steps from us, as if the sprint had been a lie. The horse was able to withstand the recoil without difficulty, and there was no slight swing in the carriage.

The horse itself is a magical horse worthy of its master, with measures to counteract the load and inertia on the carriage itself.

The golden handle of the door located beside the car body makes a bang. Even that sound was graceful.

"Nel, are you the one who has to do with Fatima and this village?"

The cold wind blowing at the top of Daisetsuzan blows us from behind the slowly opened door. There was a sign in the wind. Some would call it Kiki. Some would call it deadly.

"Yes, he has Fatima."

Killing gushes constantly from the whole body of the flannel and eats straight from the blowing grim. Anyone with spiritual sight could have seen two intense raging signs around Nel.

Following the steps on the hull, the carriage owner appeared in front of us. At the same time, the mist covering the sky clears, and the shining full moon lets you look into it.

Should that be a false month if it was still before evening? No, that is also a true month. When it comes to this fog ...

"Hey, there are two unknown faces."

If this was a social gathering for ladies and gentlemen, everyone heard a mesmerizing voice. It was the voice of the Lord coming down from the carriage.

He was a young man with a solemnly elegant look, with mist-filled white skin and strangely red lips.

Everything from the carriage to the descent is graceful, and it is all about the elegance that nobles and people of the world could admire.

"Mr. Doran, that person is very scary. Very, very dangerous, Nani ..."

The young man opened his vermilion, immersing the whole body in the moonlight and shining tens of thousands of particles of moonlight in a cloak with the same deep sea color as the carriage.

"Is it worthwhile not to know my name, even though it is a worthless low-priority that exists elsewhere for our sake? Remember until the end of its vulnerable life.・ Gluden Grossglia, a legitimate child of the thriving Grossgrian royal family

From the lips of a young man who called himself Blanc, two sharply pointed tusks were peeking. A fang to break the blood tube and drink the overflowing blood.

This young man is a vampire, a living dead who can suck the blood of others and prolong his life, live only at night.

"People from the country of the night. One of the six founders when it comes to growth glory.

While speaking of an old vampire alias, I began to slowly unsheath the waist's long sword. Regardless of who you are or what you are, the only fate I have to do is to harm Fatima.

If it is a living person, die. Living dead-perish if you are immortal. That was all.