The Principle of a Philosopher by Eternal Fool “Asley”

- - War Demon Calendar, February 19, 1991, 6: 00 a.m. - -

We walked out of Invereal Town through various towns, villages, the Great Mountains of the North, the Giant Passage.

And at the middle belly point on the way down the mountain, he finally discovered what he thought was Bailanaea's capital.

That view, visible in the distance, awakens a nostalgic memory somewhere.

"Wow... that's Bailanaea... if it's this distance, we'll be there in a day"

"This past month and a bit, it's been a streak of hard work, so hey... you've finally paid off.... but that and this is the master's fault!

"Hey, wait, this is a story I don't remember!

Damn, Porch makes up my nonsense on his own......

"No, you must remember yourself! Three weeks ago, you went into a dungeon that you stumbled upon as sounding interesting and forgot that a Rank B monster was trapped in a monster house walking wide!

Oh?

"Two weeks ago, you said you'd never seen a mushroom before, baked it on your own, served it to us, and forgot about us hitting the brilliant" Big Cry Mushroom "!

Oh, no?

"A week ago, in the work of the guild of the last town," Romane Town, "you forgot that day when you undertook multiple crusades and went on another crusade with one missing number of crusades for all the monsters!

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

"And just now, did you forget to light the fire and not release Little Fire into the burning tree, but fire into my face!

"That, I remember all of it!? Porch, when are you gonna do the memory erase magic?

"I used it when my master was asleep!

"Oh, shit!?

"You've decided to lie! You're a really troubled master!

Yes, he was. He was, I was a troubled master.

"Why do you look like you admitted it! What 'how did you figure that out!?' Do you look like it! What 'being read!?' Do you look like it! Uh, nibble! You're playing with me!?

"Sorry, it's getting interesting on the way."

"Ugh, it's time to leave!

Porch stands up pointing pointy at you. You must be waving your tail and walking in the last few minutes.

We've been dating for years, but I can't seem to grasp this guy's personality. He's angry right away, he forgives me right away. Of course I try not to piss you off as much as I can, but I can't handle Porch's defensive range in time.

"Just give me a minute.... er, man wants to forget. The past is quite easy to forget... hey, that's it"

"Sometimes, Mr. Azley, I write something, but what does that say?

"Well done. You asked. This is the Azley Autobiography! Sage's Suck!

"Oh, Mr. Porch, wait."

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"Lina is fine..."

"What is it?

"No, it's nothing. Master, I'm coming!

I... can't lose!

- And the next day at 4: 00 a.m. -

The bright spot stands out even in the early morning. Brilliant, large and small buildings, two silly big buildings that look near the center of town...... is that the University of Magic and the University of Warriors?

"Here we are!

"You were right about not being able to do it at the end, Master!

"Ha ha, already in Hetoheto......"

"Okay, let's just take the inn and get some rest. Finish your entrance exam after lunch, you're touring town!

"" Ha!

We took the nearest inn to the outside of town where we could see the lights.

It was very expensive at 300 Gold per person per night, but the tired flesh gave its full permission for such a thing.

Sending Lina and Porch to my room, I got to my room and fell right on the bed.

The night was just expensive and the bed cushions were inside, healing me like I was tired. And my consciousness disappeared into my dreams, whether I was aware of it or not.

Azley, it's Azley.

I'm sleepy...

'Azley, Azley, you can stay asleep. Listen to me. "

I'm sleepy.

'... uh, Mr. Azley?

Sleepy!

"Uh, the master doesn't even wake up in his dreams, does he?

"Mm, Azley's Usager."

"Ha-ha-ha."

What are you laughing at?

"Well, I can finally use it properly."

Say, "What?

"Who are you?"

... Damn, those are loud guys.

"Oh, it's finally happening."

"Grandpa, who are you? It's not a good hobby to interrupt a person's recovery from comfortable tiredness, is it?

In my dreams...... a white world with one side wrapped in light.

'Sorry, I'm in a hurry.... wouldn't be too surprised, would it?

'I'm surprised enough. Oh, don't stand up. Sit down. Porch, bring the futon. "

"Something... I'm sorry"

Grandpa, dressed in a white robe, sat in a Hussein over a seat futon that Porch had brought from somewhere. The face wore a hood deep, and I could just see the darkness there, even as I peered inside.

"He's a curious young man. No matter how much you peek, you won't see the face of the eagle. '

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LV:??

HP:??

MP:??

EXP:????

Special:????

Title: Grandpa

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'Ho, ho, I don't see anything. But in your dreams, you knew full well that magic worked.'

"I studied dreams about 2,000 years ago. I know I can activate it if it's my own handheld magic. Ma, this was a study to combat dreamers. And we know that dreams can also embody some image.... like this. '

I put a table in the middle of the futon where the three of them sat, and I showed them tea for a number of people.

"... Let's do it"

"So, is Grandpa like a dreamer? Well, it doesn't look like it. '

"The use of God," shall I say?

"Master, this man is weirder than Master!

I'm just a rude user demon.

No, I thought I was a weird guy, too.

"God's use hey...... oh, please drink and drink"

"Oh, I'm sorry."

The three of us rinse the tea and exhale.

As a result, Porch's cup of tea is just like mine. Porch is a hard-working person in these places, and it is possible to hold a cup well and drink it.

"Well, let me ask you something."

"... the resurrection of the Demon King is near..."

"... surely the last time they defeated me was a few decades before I was born... do you mean the resurrection of about 5,000 years? Then it's time for the emergence of the jihadists... '

As a matter of fact, there are no jihadists.

"Don't joke, the demon king won't be able to defeat you unless a heavenly man shows up."

Originally with the emergence of the Demon King, three people called "Jihadists" are born with the grace of heaven.

One of the three is considered a warrior, and a magician, and finally a brave man. Heavenly grace is a preparation for the title of a jihadist. High levels of strength and training create synergies and exert unexpected powers.

"There's a reason for this."

"Hey, give me a minute."

"What is it?

"Why are you telling me that story? That kind of thing should be told to representatives of the state, magic college presidents, warrior college presidents, right?

'... I erased the very memories that the eagles appeared in my dreams because they didn't believe me. Perhaps you can explain why now. "

Damn...... I only have a bad feeling...

Porch's face doesn't look very good either. I know I'm terrible, too, but I'm so brave about God's use. Hey.

'In the last few decades...... there has been an extreme reduction in the number of those who pray to my Lord. Because the object of that prayer has moved to man, not God'

'... well, God feeds on people's prayers and wishes. If that diminishes...'

"Yes, God's power will diminish and he will not be able to give heavenly grace."

"Wait... even the representatives of the country are waving their tails at humans!

"Exactly. That's why I didn't believe in my prophecy."

Nooo, this country is pretty rough right now.

"But so why are you telling me?

"I wish I could speak to those closest to divinity."

"Hahahahahahahahaha! Don't do that to my master... Knock it off '

"Don't laugh! But divinity... I can only live a long life, and I don't know what divinity is... did I?

"There's got to be. You should see yourself now with those glasses."

Dude, that stuff... did it happen? No, maybe it came with you recently?

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Azley

LV: 52

HP: 864

MP: 14781

EXP: 241169

Special: Attack Magic "T" - Auxiliary Magic "Up" - Recovery Magic "Medium" - Refined "Up"

Title: Fools, Bigots, Immortal Candidates, Mages, Alchemists, Canes, Royalists (Tentative), Teachers, Rank D

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Oh, nothing's changed with so much more Rank D, right?

"Look closely, third from the left of the title."

".................. Candidate Yan. You can't call yourself a god!

'I would have said those close to divinity (,,). I didn't say "God."

"Muggle......... so, what do you want me to do?

'What, it's not hard. Drill well, build strength with encouragement, and prepare for the coming demon king's resurrection.... it's... it's bound to help you...'

Grandpa's body goes white. It is gradually becoming clear.

'Oh, come on, he said we're not done talking yet!

"... okay, Azley, let's drill..."

That's how Grandpa disappeared from my dreams.

'... just say it and it's gone...'

"Master"

"Am I?"

"It's tea."

............... who are you?