Sword of the Philosopher

As things progressed little by little... the night Devils reported on the investigation, I learned that I had a big turning point about the Wise Man's dream.On that day, I flew out of my memory about my dreams, scrutinized the materials I received from Devils, and I didn't think about my dreams until I slept.

The ruins survey itself seems to have made quite a discovery, and it seems that executive-class people will come to the organization... I noticed the information and movement around it, and slept with expectations - I dreamed of a wise man.

Oh, that's spectacular.

Someone said that. The location is on the plains.There are many knights and adventurers around.

Apparently it's gathered here... and the surroundings are rough.From what I can see, it seems that finally the final match will be held at the final rally.

I casually look around.I can't feel the magic in my dreams... but that's where the fierce warriors are gathered. That was the impression.

And then one time, the roughness of the surroundings disappeared.There was a woman standing on a pedestal facing the wise.He is wearing armor and putting a sword on his hips.And blue... a person with light blue hair, who feels kind of divine from his appearance.

"... brave men who have gathered here to save the world."

Eventually the woman starts talking. I don't know who he is, but... if he is the only one who can put together the ravaged ones, is he royalty or something?

"Today, we're moving. After so many sacrifices and so many difficulties, we finally face the Demon King... the battle to save this continent begins."

The wind blows through. No one speaks, no one listens to a woman.

"When we lose this battle, the future of the continent will belong to the Devil... and we must win it all.Even if I lose once, I can win next time... that's how I've always said it.But not this time. All for this battle. "

See the faces of silent warriors and knights.Everyone was expressing their thoughts.A knight who takes the word of a woman and burns his will to win.A warrior who remembers tragedies and looks sad.And just a wizard who accepts the situation indifferently... there is no sense of unity among the gathered people.Even the knights are out of gear.Perhaps the people here are the last... hopeful ones who have literally been gathered to defeat the Demon King.

"We've been spinning fine yarns.The people scattered on the battlefield have entrusted us... with the demon king today.I need your help to do that. "

She pulled out her sword.A sword that starts sparkling and reflecting the sunlight.With it, knights and warriors raised their weapons.I swore to a woman.To win the battle... you risk your life to fight.

And the wise raised up their staff to suit him.And as the woman lowers her sword, so do we all.It was a terrible sense of solidarity.

The woman moves away from the pedestal and the surroundings start scratching again.The wise man began to walk slowly in it.Step to the right against the pedestal where the woman was speaking to sew between people.

There was a tent ahead... and before that there was a sentinel knight standing, but as soon as I saw the wise man's face, I opened the entrance.When the wise man entered, there was a woman there earlier.

Oh, you're here.

"I was called."

The wise man answers... Hmm, he doesn't even use honorific words, so he seems to know me.

"Even from my eyes, it seemed like a lot... you were inspired."

"Good."

Women smile. It was a reassuring expression.

It's just so dark... it turns into a shady smile like you're in the abyss.

"I know I'm going to die, but all I can do is send it out... I'm really glad this is happening..."

"You have to prove that you were right."

The wise man responded, not replied.

"I don't know the result yet.Defeating the Demon King was right.If I lost... I was wrong.That's what I'm talking about. "

"That's right..."

"You stay until the end.I feel like I want to be on the front line, but I definitely can't.I'll survive no matter what... promise me that. "

"That's..."

A woman shuts her mouth. As a knight and holding her sword, she might have intended to fight others.But the wise man stopped it.

"In this continent where the Devil King exists, there may not be a day to rest... but if there is a slight chance that you can win, you will continue to bet on it... that's your role."

"Because I... hope?"

"Ah, yes. The last blood... Without you, everything will be cut off.When you lose to the Demon King and you die... it's all over. "

The woman didn't answer anything... the wise man dares not leave a name in his dream.The woman in front of me was the same.However, someone who has enough persuasion to gather brave men and knights from the contents of the conversation... such as the royal family of the most influential country that existed on the Shelter continent at the time the wise man was alive.

"... is that what I do?"

I could not find out what she meant... or give up something... but at least she was sad... enough to make an impression.

"... okay, can't you promise?Because the Devil, including me, may attack with the intention of ending it. "

I see.

"Then at that time... Anyway, I promise.I survive... no matter how many sacrifices I make, I survive. "

"Oh, that's fine."

The wise man shows a convincing expression.I don't know what happened between the two.But in order to defeat the Demon King... that thought is definitely common.

She must have been struck by a tragedy too... given the fact that her face does contain grief... the wise man goes out of the tent in all sorts of speculation.Along with that - the march began to defeat the Demon King.