Tensei Shoujo no Rirekisho

I turned my face to Brother Zillow again and opened my mouth,

"So there is something called slave magic, right? Just like any other biomagic, you can assume that I can use it, too, once I know the spell in question, right?

Brother Zillow nodded when I confirmed that.

So what I tried and didn't activate was that there was no slave magic spell in the short song I remember,......

"Brother Zillow, do you know the spell of slave magic?

"I don't know about the spell. Sure, I think there was a book that put all the spells together..."

That's what I told Brother Zillow to remind me of something. I shook my head sideways.

"The book is gone"

There is no more Savior Scripture. Are you saying that if you can't find something like slave magic in the short song I know, you can't use practically slave magic?

I'm also concerned that the spell is a short song in the first place. I assumed the spell was made of short songs, but could it be something else......

"... how is this world spell made of 'short songs'?

When I asked, Alan and Lady Cain looked strange.

From them, a short song would be an unfamiliar word to hear.

"I don't know because I'm not involved in the spell thing. But there were also twenty-one, along with the thirty-third and thirty-fourth. The twenty-first had the power of metastasis, summoning people and things from different worlds several times. That could be the reason."

I see...... I listened to Brother Giraud, and although I'm not sure, I somehow understand.

After all, someone has come to this world in the past, just like me.

Some of the languages in this country are mixed with words like Japanese, and there are similar cultures. It's not like I never thought of it that way before.

Slave magic can be anything but a short song... but honestly, it's hard to find it right now.

Before I met Brother Zillow, I was desperate to be able to use slave magic somehow, but now I'm starting to feel that if I can't use it the other way around.

Slave magic is... out of my control.

Find other paths for adults.

So let's go home. I don't have anything to gain from being here anymore.

That's what I decided, and finally, I decided to ask what I've always cared about.

"... I heard Brother Giraud used to try to chase me after I was sold and left the village. I thought your brother was looking for me."

I've always wondered about that.

I thought at the time that no one in the family of the village of Galigari cared about me.

But when I heard Brother Zillow went after me, I felt a little, saved.

Because I could remember that my parents sold me, but they had a family that was nice to me, like Brother Mal.

"I looked. You were an invaluable experiment in transferring souls from different worlds without so much soul wear and tear. I looked for it to follow the course of the experiment. And I observed you, and I was convinced that this attempt would succeed. Now we can bring that one into this world."

Experiments, progress......?

I remember being nice to Brother Zillow when I was little.

He always helped me when I made tools.

When I caught a cold, he brought me food.

He caressed my head gently from time to time.

But it's all for experiments, too, I'm not sure?

Oh well...

Apparently there was a part of Brother Giraud that I was still expecting a little.

But it crumbled easily and made me laugh the other way around.

There were a few words that bothered me about 'that one' that just came out earlier, or 'reincarnated'.

But I no longer had the strength to try to hear anything more.

Right, experimental body. Was that all...

"By that one, you mean that taco?

Suddenly, Gesley asked in an innocent voice.

"That one" is that taco?

I wondered what you were talking about, but Brother Zillow nodded.

"Yes. That's that vessel, to be exact. The vessel I need to lead and reincarnate that other soul. If it's a way of reincarnating, we can bring him into this world."

Brother Giraud, who rapped as soon as we talked about "that one," had a satisfying look on his face somewhere.

"That one must be an amazing guy. That tachenocho is collecting this country's, no, this continent's magic vegetable. It should make this country's magic vegetables thinner overall. Because they were gathering it here. No, they might have taken it and it's close to the word."

I creased between my eyebrows as Gesley said so smiling at Nico.

"Is that... is it possible that what made it harder for wizards to be born in this country was that it had something to do with it?

"I guess it has something to do with it."

Gesley nodded lightly at my question, and I opened my eyes.

Things have been going through my brain.

So now the wizards in this country are dwindling, and the magic is weakening, because of that taco?

Originally, even in this country, before the number of wizards went down, it went around pretty well.

Of course there would be parts of it that weren't perfect, but they were still peaceful.

But the number of wizards is decreasing, the burden is increasing, and the country can no longer support its people...

Even the parents, maybe they didn't want to rebel against the country, and the people of Ruby Forn didn't blindly believe in anything ungrateful: Uyoli.

Besides, even I... might not have had to be sold by my parents.

"... Are you saying that if we lose that taco, this country can return to a life that is magically invulnerable, as it was before?

"If you do that, I won't forgive you"

Brother Giraud looked at me with sharp eyes that revealed his anger again in my words, which he was trying to crush by accident.

His eyes, like rainbow glass balls on the left, looked like flames.

"What is that guy? Is that a lot more important than people in this country getting confused and the weak dying of hunger and poverty with what's been gone?

"Naturally. It's a lot more important than that. Yes, because that's what people in this world call 'God'."

That's what I just said.

I'm not even lost.

I almost cried for some reason. At the same time, I didn't think I knew much about the person in front of me anymore.

This man is not Brother Zillow.

No, there was no one who originally thought I was my brother.

"Lew, either way, I think this country was sooner or later causing a conflict between wizards and non-wizards. That's just a little quicker."

That's what Alan told me.

I know what Alan's trying to say.

The original non-wizard dissatisfaction was only manifested by the weakening power of the wizard.

I'm sure they were causing things like this one of these days.

But still, it should have been much further.

But now, even with more magic vegetables, I can't undo what's already happened.

I turned my face to Brother Giraud, who was listening with a face that seemed uninteresting.

"So, how many years does that taco keep smoking magic?

"Two thousand, no, three thousand years, maybe more. But it's not a big time compared to the years we've spent forever."

I'm afraid it's not a big deal to spend a thousand years.

Well, I've been hearing about him since earlier. His story itself was mythical, a story I don't know if it's a lie or a truth, something that wasn't realistic.

"... what happens to this world when you wake up with that one?

"I don't know what the question means. It's just that you'll be reincarnated into this world. That woman just said she wanted to try to get into this world, that's all. Nothing less or more."

That's what I said in surprise.

I was crazy and my mouth was unwittingly distorted with a grin.

It's an incredible story, but if this is the truth, it means that the equilibrium in this country was broken because I said I wanted to go to this world with that one.

There's no thoughts, no ambitions, no thoughts.

He just wanted to come here.

A dry laugh comes out of my mouth.

He wants to go over there. He's just pretending to be a kid's selfishness.

Well, now I'm having trouble being told that the purpose is to conquer the world or something.

I've calmed down a little the other way after listening to Brother Giraud.

Thousands of years. I can't be held responsible until about the future, and I'm too midway to think of anything.

My problem is, this is the time.

And I didn't know anything about the slave magic I was counting on, but I just could tell I couldn't rely on that magic anymore.

I can make the decision to stop relying on slave magic.

From the start, I shouldn't have relied on this stuff.

So now that slave magic exists even if it gets better, if it becomes public...... it causes the worst.

If you think so, you may have never had an opinion with Gesley before.

I guess it was because he thought so, too, that he burned the Scriptures.

I exhaled heavily.

I'm not lost anymore. Refreshing.

"He suddenly pushed me, causing you trouble. It's time to leave."

That's what I said when I got up.

The sixty-fourth man, who had been wanting to go home early from the beginning, looked horrified.