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

Apolito Army Aerial Fleet away from Hepta Floating Island.

I was on the rear deck of the bridge on the Miral-class frigate Calcos.

The hull, about 70 metres long, is actually smaller than the corvette of the Great Empire. It's bigger than Willidis' golem frigate, but it's a fast boasting small ship.

The main gun is lightly armed with a combined magic cannon at the bow and one at the bottom of the hull as well.

Deecy looks like her original wand. Naturally, I was surprised by the surroundings, but I was convinced once I appropriately said that it was a spirit.

Well, the fairies exist, so I think we deceived them with that connection.... you're here, the fairies are in this day and age too.

"Thank you, Gin Amiwool"

Captain Stigme worked for me like that.

"Thanks to you, the investigation team was spared all destruction. Thanks for that, but I was wondering if you could come to our island of Apolito because I'd like to hear more about it.

"I don't mind."

Rather, as far as I'm concerned, it's an opportunity to see a raw celestial civilization. If I hadn't just returned like that, I'd have to at least see the Apolito Floating Island actually flying.

Nevertheless, caution is necessary. I'm a drifter, and there's no one in this world to protect me. You may have boarded the island of Apolito, but it is possible to be detained or interrogated for any reason.

The story of Deesy's Spirit also showed a convincing bareback, but if their bosses wanted to look it up thoroughly, they'd have some tough means.

Be prepared and ready to escape at any time so that you can make the transition to the original era.

"Lord, its metastasis, but I guess we can get back to where we started properly?

Deecy asks in the reading.

"Diggrattle is back."

Though I didn't expect you to come back from a metastasis, beyond the times. Because I have a precedent, I'm not so worried.

Deeply troubled or worried about magic, it works better to be optimistic because it fails backwards - what Mr. Bell tells me about his teaching and my own experience.

"Is it possible that he and the Lord were flown to a different place?

"I'm not messing with the setting of the metastasis wand. It should be the same place. '

I told you, the destination was my hometown.

"That's a mystery."

I'm in storage, check the Opalo artificial core.

'But the fact that this guy who flew before was in this era meant that Diggrattle should have come to this age as well. Everything I've flown with my metastasis wand is coming to this day and age. So I moved back, so I can go back.'

"Lord, his metastasis is beyond time, isn't it? Do you understand that?

"That's what happens, I never thought metastatic magic could go beyond time."

What you didn't think wouldn't happen with the magic of this world. But once I'm conscious, my metastatic magic will also be able to jump in time in the future.

"Can I do my own time slip?

'It's going to be...'

To Deecy's words, I think. Maybe I can go back in time if I have a solid image of the scene or something when I make something go wrong.

"It's not just a complete time travel."

I came to this age because the destination of the wand of metastasis was this world. It's not like I can travel time wherever I want to go. I guess I was able to get back to where I was because I could clearly picture it.

'I say we shouldn't interfere too much in the past...'

"You're already interfering, Lord."

Deecy's scratch went in. I smile. But the thought moves dizzily, and thoughts abound about the figures and mysteries of the magical civilization relationship.

'Well, it is. I think I might have interfered deeply in this day and age. "

'What do you mean?

"It's Aletti."

I recall a silver-haired girl found from a World Tree ruin.

'She looked at me and said it was Jin. That's what I was wondering. The name is the same, the figure is the same... because I'm seeing her in this day and age.'

Of course, there's no certainty.

"... Oh, my God! No, I mean...?

'It means that if I'm not actively involved, the future may change the other way around'

Diggrattle may also be a survivor of this era. Then it seems a little clingy, but agreeable, to my hometown.

Isn't that how that immortal man chose the weapons of the age of magical civilization primarily because of that connection...?

And then...

I point my gaze at one of the survivors of the investigation team.

A big swordsman named Bull.

Is this just a coincidence? BURKADLE DIGRATTLE - That man has been eating recently at Noi Arvent when he was told "Mr. Bull" and so on. Previously, when I fought, I was the user of a great sword that crossed more than just one another with Mr. Bell.

Large body. He's long, but he's got a few sides, and at first glance, he's a brain muscle type. Sounds like a knight, but somewhat like a bandit power fighter. I have no intimidation or strength like that emperor... but what if he was what the immortal emperor once was? Or an ancestor?

'Maybe it's too much, but it could really be a coincidence, huh?

Deesy pointed it out. I snort too.

"Oh, same story, no proof whatsoever"

In fact, it doesn't look alike.

The bull noticed what I was looking at. Avoid the knights who are exhausted and are struck by the death of their colleagues, and come here.

"Jin, next door, okay?

"Go ahead."

Bull sat next to me.

"I'm talking about not having any memories, okay?

"Oh, I have trouble remembering, but I have no particular problem with that. Thanks."

"You're amazing. I crushed the vampires and their families."

Bull broke up with each other. I'm surprisingly adorable when I laugh.

"The captain called you a wandering magician, but he probably is. If it weren't, I wouldn't have made it through this world of dark armies."

"Maybe."

"It would be comforting if you joined Apolito. I think you can be the twelve knights."

"Twelve knights...?

"Oops, about the twelve finest knights Apolito is proud of."

Bull strained his chest.

"Everyone admires it if it's a knight in heaven. Of course, me too!

"Heh. Wouldn't you be? Looks strong."

"No, no..."

He lit his face bright red.... doesn't look good on that look, could be a telegrapher.

"If you did work out so the Great Sword, you might be able to target the Twelve Knights. But I don't know about magic... I'm not very complimented."

So - Zuyi Bull put his face closer to me. Hey, I'm scared, it's too close.

"Teach me magic. I want to be like you!

"I need you to mix that up with me."

Another voice comes down. When I saw it, a young man with gray hair stood. I'm a knight, but when I saw him in the battle on Hepta Island, it was like he was definitely the fighter type who was fighting with his fist...

"It's Leos Termon. Greetings, Lord Gin Amiwool"

Oops - At the time I tried to respond, a disturbing alarm rang within the Carcos.

"All hands, battle stations! Flying whales, approaching! Repeat, all personnel, battle stations!