The Prodigy Sefiria’s Overpowering Program

Apparently, the celebrities (Crucea) and Kuyuan (Calquizar) are also different from the buildings on which they are based, and from the monasteries that I have been on my feet with time and time again in the last few days, it was like the monasteries opposite the imperial cathedral were Kuyuan's quarters.

Naturally, having been summoned by Bishop Kalkizar, the supreme leader of the Kudists, I shall be visiting that building.

Calling me without going out from the other side definitely doesn't seem like you're willing to recognize me as a “brave man” first.

At that point, it would be a reason to ignore their call...... or in fact, it was strongly stopped by all the celebrities, but still I wanted to see Bishop Kalkizar.

They can't seem to accompany me because of the troubles between factions when celebrity people enter Kudist monasteries. So inevitably I will be single to visit their Negijo.

Although, I don't worry about being attacked at all, as I apply multiple magical protects to myself.

Rather, it means that if they were the kind of people who would get their hands on me without thinking, they could have a big nickname to blow up.

Actually, it won't be that easy though.

When I visited the monastery of the Kudists, a young knight standing in front of the gate of the yard led me inside with a slightly nervous face.

That's just what I call the same sectarian monastery, and the interior doesn't seem so different from the celebrities. However, from the deterioration of the inner walls, it seems that this building has far more history, so maybe it was the celestial Bishops of Crucea who split and became independent.

I was led to the front of a certain room, following the lead of the knight, in an indescribable gaze from all of the monasteries.

"Sir Sephiria is here."

When the knight called him that with Knock, he heard a man say, "Go ahead" from the indoors.

One step indoors through the door the knight opened for me, I salute the pin and spine correctly.

"Tekokun, Chiuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu, sephilia. I'm so glad you're here."

Sitting indoors at the butler's desk waiting for me was an old grey-haired man with a soft grin.

He's a good-looking grandfather of people who doesn't seem to denigrate or use others by mistake.

... this guy, the mastermind who spread my bad reputation?

"Well done, Lord Sephilia. Don't be so afraid, take it easy. Let's be patient."

"Ha."

I untie the salute, but that doesn't really make it any easier.

I am listed as an aristocrat, but my interpretation is the Baron. And as a soldier, I'm in the rank of chief secretary. The bishop in front of you is overwhelmingly superior.

More than I have not been seen as a brave man, I must be able to speak of something called proper courtesy, because I am merely a soldier.

Not to mention he is my only and greatest enemy in the Empire as it stands. You can't inadvertently work disrespect and give us a reason to attack this one.

Bishop Kalkizar laughs slightly troubled at me as I stand still with my heels aligned and in a "beware” position.

"Oh man, really...... Mr. Legsav, would you please take it off?

The young man of the knight, called you, Legzab, left the room after only a little roundabout with his gaze at me.

That is how in this room… perhaps in this space, which will be the bishop's office, it will be just me and Bishop Kalkizar.

Bishop Kalkizar, who carries a large window, opens his mouth with a soft grin as he casts a deep shadow over his serene face.

"... let's leave nothing to go around. I ask you to go straight in.... who the hell are you?

I met as much as I wanted with that inquiry from Bishop Kalkizar.

The fact that the question is too abstract is also a reason for confusion, but before that, because it was a question that could not be measured as to what intention.

The bishop seemed to be aware of that, and he supplemented the question, stroking his loose beard (beard).

"I hear you first used magic about six months ago. Originally, it's very difficult to be a magician, and they need years of research and extensive knowledge as well as talent at birth. … which is not considered normal, such as when an infant who is not supposed to have formed himself or herself meets"

I can only keep my mouth shut to the de facto argument that the bishop has spoken.

Yes, I tend to inadvertently forget, but I'm a toddler of an age who doesn't even inherently have decent conversations.

Seems like people in the Imperial Capital are getting a lot paralyzed too because I'm having conversations too naturally, but it's horrible if you think calmly about having a sensible conversation with a one-year-old.

Besides, if I were to be equipped with even a tactically weaponized capability that could easily destroy one or two of the cities if I wanted to, persecution of me wouldn't seem so unreasonable either. That's why I was determined to be patient until Bishop Crucea abetted me.

And when Bishop Kalkizar narrowed his calm eyes, he said something outrageous in a low voice.

"… I can't help but think of you as something horrible, different from a human being"

Is...?

Am I not human?

Uh, uh, that was one of my rumors that was spreading in the Empire City, "Aren't you a demon because you were following the Beast Man? ♪ Is it like that? ♪

... No, that's not what I mean, more fundamentally... Is it that anomaly that manipulates magic, via words, from infant time to time, that makes the bishop complain of being inhuman in the first place?

The bishop wasn't kidding, he didn't look like he was trying this one, he just seemed to give his thoughts seriously and frankly.

The rhetoric is euphemistic, but this means nothing is essentially different from the word "bucket thing" that that boy slapped on me.

"... are you saying something terrible?"

I don't even try to hide my grieving emotions and this one returns my candid words with nothing to go around.

I know what Bishop Kalkizar said, but that's why it's a little unusual to rant about "you're not human, you" to such a small child.

The bishop stuffs his words in my inquiry while still staring straight into my eyes without retreating.

"... I have believed in the brave and have been doing this for more than fifty years... but my faith has never been more shaken than it is today. When texts such as' I was born highly intelligent, educated, and able to manipulate magic 'appeared in the classics... I never thought it would be more horrible...!

The bishop's dead tree-like hands were shaking slightly, telling the story of his fears being so deeply ingrained.

of a position to obey many followers. His exposing so much fear seemed to indicate that by that time he was responsible for the lives and safety of so many people.

If the bishop was, I'm sure, a person in a position to think only of himself, as if he had no responsibility whatsoever, he would never have been so frightened.

Is the mission of having to protect the people of the imperial capital and his sense of responsibility to the point of honesty turning to fear for the overwhelming irregular that I am?

I don't admire you for spreading bad reviews that aren't even meant to exclude others because of that, but personally, I was in the mood for a certain empathy and respect for his emotions.

"... I'm sure I'm as good as you say I am"

While I was under the gaze of Bishop Kalkizar over the executive desk, I shouted my chest out.

"But I'm hungry. Nemuku will also. I'm going to the bathroom, and it can be tough. I look at frightened yume, I make it right, I put it right, I don't have it, I get it, I get it. I have been good from my grandmother's stomach, and I have dusted it. It hasn't happened yet, but I'm also an old man. … I am… 'Carrot'."

To that assertion of mine, Bishop Kalkizar opened his eyes haphazardly.

You can see the bishop's dead tree-like hands gripping hard.

"More, good luck for everyone with Tei. If you can do one thing, you can go to the temple. So take me for a carrot. Do not make me a fool."

That said, I bowed my head deeply.

I do not have the art of completely removing the anxieties and fears of Bishop Kalkizar more than he was born into abnormal existence.

So there is no room for persuasion or negotiation from the beginning, and all I can do is ask in good faith.

"... head up... please"

The voice color of the bishop was a very sinister one, and when I looked up softly and glanced at his expression, the bishop ate his teeth and held his head as if he could endure unbearable pain.

A rough breath leaking from between bitten teeth tells the story of his disturbance.

And in a trembling voice, the bishop said something: "Lord Sephilia... I..." - at that moment.

"Oh, isn't the bishop so troubling?"

Suddenly, there was a sweet voice in the room where no one was supposed to be but me and the bishop.

At the same time as I open my eyes, from beyond the executive desk where Bishop Kalkizar was sitting, a girl glimpses her face. Have you ever sat on the floor on the other side of your desk and hidden?

She was a beautiful girl with black, glossy semi-long hair, dressed in a black dress like gothic lolita fashion.

When she bypasses the desk in a light foothold, she walks straight to me.

And suddenly, there's no time for me to be alarmed.

"This way, Lil and the others will achieve their purpose."

That's what the girl said, she quickly put something on my neck. Surprised by the sound of "kachan," I touched my hand on the neck, apparently fitted with something like a metal collar (choker).

I try to utter the phrase "what are you doing"...... but there, I get further surprises.

"- What, -!?"

My voice, I couldn't speak at all.