The hero magician wants to relax. He was too active and targeted for his life, so we'll start over.

On the food court, I had dinner with Emperor Diggrattle. Grilled steak with cheesy meat sauce pasta. And then there's the extra pizza.

I was told by SS Intelligence that I am still a regular here. He is totally a regular customer, Mr. Bull, and is familiar with his face from people working in the food court and regular people.

... Mr. Bull and Mr. Bell sound alike, I don't care.

"Lately, I thought you hated me because I didn't show up"

"What, the elements that are liked, were there?

That's terrible, Marquis Tokitomo.

Ha-ha-ha, and His Majesty the Emperor laughed. I said, "I've been busy."

"Your army has attacked us."

"Um, this one got hit hard. Well, that's right, disciple of Jin Amiwool."

In Diggrattle's eyes and expression, hostility was devoid of shards. It's like you're really talking to the public. I don't think he's the one who lost his men, including Marshal Airgal.

"Does Marquis Tokitomo have children?

"No."

That's an abrupt topic. I'm not here yet, but when the war is over, I'll say hi to Early.... Speaking of which, you've recently become known as "Father".

"What?

"No, if you want to give my son something, I wonder what he's going to choose."

"A gift for my son......?

It was a little unexpected. But given Diggrattle's age, it's not weird to have kids. Even if I have a grandson.

But...... this guy did - I checked with SS Intelligence, his wife had already died and his two sons had already lost them.... I don't have a family. Successor, what are you gonna do, this guy?

"Are you even a concealer?

"I have a son and a daughter... Apparently"

"Apparently?"

"No, I know my son better, but my daughter better. Looks like he was there, but I can't get a hold of him. I don't even know if he's alive."

It seems that His Majesty the Emperor also has complicated circumstances. I guess that means a full wife, a child born of a woman who's not even in the side room. Inheritance, inheritance, life.

"So, give your son a present? Don't know what to send? Why don't you ask him in person?

"I don't know his father's left in the first place."

So what am I supposed to do? Do it on your own - and I'll throw the spoon, but I said what I thought.

"You want that son to succeed you?

Like King Eman who wants his son Jarzy to be king.

"To the Emperor? Come on, I wonder. The rest is immortal. I'm not thinking about succession."

So Diggrattle narrows his eyes.

"If he found out he was the Emperor's son, would he want...? The throne of the emperor."

"If I were my son, I wouldn't want it"

Like it, I don't want to be Emperor of the Great Empire. Relax, I'll live as a normal person.

His Majesty the Emperor, who often pushes silence. And I changed the story abruptly once again.

"So, Marquis Tokitomo, what's wrong with you today? I didn't expect you to eat alone with the rest."

"... Oh, yeah. I need your help."

Even me pretending like I just remembered.... Of course, I haven't forgotten my purpose.

"Any more cooperation?

"Yes, I want you to fly to a place where metamagic can be used."

"Hmm?"

I take the transfer wand out of storage. It's a magic wand that I built to transfer things, but it's a failure to bring flying things back.

"I think it's going through somewhere, but I want to know where it's going out. But to try it, we need to be able to use metamagic and people who don't die."

"Learn more about that condition"

"First of all, I don't know where I'm going to be flown, so I might be flown to the other side of this world. But with metastatic magic, you'll be back soon, won't you? Especially you, you should be able to transfer this food coat when you close your eyes."

I don't care what happens every day.

"Second, in case the flying ahead was an unfit environment for human survival. Whether it's the bottom of the ocean or the other side of the sky, if you don't die, you can escape with a transfer."

I stared at Diggrattle.

"If it's metastatic magic, I can use it, too, but unfortunately it's not immortal, so I didn't have to try it. Because we have people in front of us, we want to solve this for our curiosity as magicians."

Curiosity as a magician?

Diggrattle laughs with his nose.

"There are people like that in the rest of the subordination."

"… so do you have the courage to look forward to this transition tour?

"Sounds interesting... but why would I have to leave that?

"There's no reason. You do or you don't, that's all."

"What if I say no?

"At that time, I will wait until someone appears who can meet the conditions one day"

It doesn't have to be you - pretend. The key is not to make it look gutty.

... and I thought, I flickered. This man, for sure...

"That's right. If you do, I'll introduce you to Jin Amiwool."

Diggrattle's brow moved pickly. Immediately turns into a bitter laugh at the shape of his mouth.

"I heard Jin Amiwool is dead"

"No one has seen his body. He's alive."

Metastasis? Won't you? - When I waved my wand, Diggrattle drank wine and nodded.

"Let's do it. Fly me."

Somewhere, not in this world. Fly somewhere, and don't come straight home - I activated the wand of transfer and directed it towards Diggrattle.

Transfer!

At that moment, Hyun and his figure disappeared.... if you're alive, you'll come back with metastatic magic.

If you don't show up, it could have been erased from this world. It is possible to return to Imperial Capital, not here due to the transfer, but I can see that there is SS Intelligence watching.

If the Emperor disappears like this, it will be enough to buy time for the overthrow of the Great Empire.

With the disappearance of the familiar Mr. Bull, the surrounding guests are bothered.... was I nervous enough to be late to realize that? Even though I was sweating on my moist hands, I just noticed.

Somehow I get uncomfortable and scratch the remaining pieces of pizza. It was cold.

A shadow appears in front of you. - Oh, he's back. Apparently, this measure fails.

Opposite my seat, Emperor Diggrattle returned.

"How was it?

When I asked, His Majesty exhaled heavily.

"I remember the old days"

"Where did you get out?

"Hometown."

Diggrattle said so briefly, taking his seat.

"You should also go. I've taught you metamorphotic magic. It's where you can come back."

Other than that, I taught...? I'll do the metamagic? What are you talking about?

Diggrattle turned his heel back, leaving me in the room to be confused.

"Isn't that right, Gin Amiwool?

Dokiri and his heart beat loudly. Then when I got back, I said I'd introduce Jin Amiwool, but before I made that manifestation, he nursed that I was Amiwool.

Why? Where the hell did you transfer, this guy?

There is no sign of Diggrattle. I guess I returned to Imperial Capital with my own transfer magic.

Maybe we can buy some time. The operation failed, but at the same time it turned out to plant a new mystery on me.