The Prodigy Sefiria’s Overpowering Program

Returning from Instant Hell (Hell) into the Beast Clan, I somehow rest Soti, who had trembled with a bright blue face all the time, in the carriage bedroom, before summoning a waiting Conquest Member. Except for Mr. Rovero, who offered Soti's care, we assembled in the living room part of the carriage.

Then when I muscled up the information I brought back and explained it to everyone, I was amazed at the unexpected big harvest about the black man.

That the black man is enlarging the organization by naming himself Roxward and soliciting the powerful.

Roxward is presumed to be a human being and possesses black ore that has the effect of disabling witchcraft and eye openings (chanteras), in addition to being equipped with common sense detachment (rickets) and combat power.

Black ore shall be effective even if crushed and dispersed, and the effect range shall be estimated to be around ten metres, provided it is large enough to be inserted into the necklace or ring.

And only the owner of the ore is free to use the eye opener (chantera).

Apparently, Appella, the bloodsucking empress of the Boboloza Tree Sea, is currently participating in an organization led by Roxward.

In the middle of the explanation, when I mentioned the appearance of Roxward...... it would be impossible for everyone's gaze to be directed at Mr. Rümmyfort for a moment.

Brown skin, silver hair, long, supple hands and feet, garments with unique patterns, amazing physical abilities...... too many matches between the two.

Just in case, I asked Mr. Rümmyfort if he knew about Roxward or if he had any contacts in the past, but it was a "don't know" strain.

I guess I could have pursued her deeply here, but I also thought about her future relationship, and I reserved this place for just looking out for Rulora. In fact, that's the quickest and surest.

Since it was not information that would change the current policy of activities, for one thing, the occasion was reserved for information-sharing and the carriage of dissolution.

And a few minutes later, I subtly called Lurora outside the carriage, magically blocking the sound so that her voice wouldn't leak around before asking her.

"So, Le Laura. Was Mr. Rümmyfort telling the whole truth?

Still not getting my age back to two, I'll wait for Luola to respond with my long hair on my ear.

Then Lurola looked kind of nervous and opened her mouth with a wrinkle between her eyebrows, spicy to say.

"... sorry, Master Yusha. I didn't know."

"Huh? What do you mean?

"I mean, the... I peeked into the heart of someone like that Lummy Fort with my demon eye... I couldn't see my heart"

I am stunned by LeLaura's troubled confession.

I couldn't read my mind, what...?

It's not like "I didn't think of anything," or anything like that makes sense, right? I'm scared because it seems a little bit like that guy's character...

If it had been me until recently, I might have been convinced by that answer.

Or maybe he was convinced without any basis or anything that “people are the strongest," and he might have wondered if something like "boss characters don't have the understated ability to make sense.

However, the current situation does not allow that conclusion, making it more convincing and also making the worst assumptions possible.

... Just now, the enemy I suspected Mr. Rümmyfort was connected to had exactly similar abilities.

If you're small enough to fit in the ring, you can hide as much as you want.

No, I use magic at ten meters around her, so a smaller, more effective range of small ore would be enough.

Even if Mr. Rümmyfort had the ability to disable magic, that did not immediately determine him to be an insider. And if you doubt her, you must also doubt His Majesty Emperor Verhazat, who ordered her to accompany you.

In the first place, this conquest has roughly only three groups: the "Sephilia" and "Rhumyfort" groups, and the "Soti" … In this land far from the Empire City, assuming Mr. Rhumyfort is the enemy, there should have been any chance to kill me until today.

That it hasn't been done yet means she's not the enemy......?

It's also possible that you're a flesh parent in your hometown but in a position of conflict, like Lurora Chan's relationship with Lil 'Lulu, so assuming they tell you that Mr. Rümmyfort and Roxward are real brothers and sisters, that doesn't necessarily make me and Mr. Rümmyfort hostile.

Once angry at Mr. Nervia's family circumstances, he slapped her father with harsh words and ended up presenting him to the Devil's Sword (Français), Mr. Lümmyfort. I don't want to think that that generosity was false, etc.

".................. wasn't sincere enough"

I don't mind Le Laura tilting her neck at my whine, I turn back to the carriage early on.

Then I stood in front of Mr. Rümmyfort on the couch in the living room where everyone still assembled.

"... Sephilia?

Mr. Rümmyfort, who is usually boggling and far-eyed, whines my name as he squeezes his eyes out.

Somewhere reassured by that innocent reaction, I declared, loud enough to be heard by my colleagues paying attention here in all parts of the carriage.

"Mr. Rümmyfort. You have too many similarities with Roxward to wipe out the suspicion that it might have something to do with the enemy."

I screamed like Mr. Nelvia pushed him to death listening to that proclamation, and each of the other kids got themselves together.

Meanwhile, Mr. Rümmyfort narrows his eyes a little happily after letting his mouth half-open for a while to solidify.

"I don't know him like that. But you don't have the means to prove your innocence."

When Mr Rümmyfort says that in the end, he rises off the couch saying, "But…".

She strained her chest as Mr. Nelvia and Reggie entered the combat posture all at once, without the appearance that she cared at all about that.

"I am Lümmyfort Ujanon Beorant (...). I will not do anything to grieve His Majesty (Ver), nor will I hurt Sephilia, whom His Majesty (Ver) has recognized as my family"

At close range, which is likely to even hear her breath, she declares without distracting herself in any way.

"You will always be protected by me. Wherever you are, I'll rush."

Mr Lümmyfort, who told him so sincerely, had a temperamental and serious look as if his usual boisterous attitude were a lie.

Dark golden (garnet) eyes stare at me pure and straight everywhere.

"... I'm sorry I doubted you. I believe in Mr. Rümmyfort, too."

"It's okay. I don't trust Lulu and Magcalo."

Isn't that okay in a different way?

When I grinned, Mr. Lümmyfort, who had likewise soothed his expression, had gently stroked my head.

Then, in the name of deepening our rapport, we blossomed into each other's personal stories until nightfall.

...... but mr. Lümmyfort. Please stop exposing His Majesty the Emperor's embarrassing episode with a public discourse like Nori.

I didn't want to hear an episode where His Majesty was formerly afraid of heights, I didn't like the fact that the private room at Beorant Castle was high and wasted, boycotting official business for three days.

His Majesty's Marquis episode by Mr. Rümmyfort then lasted until Mr. Rovero, who came back to the living room some time later, snapped her head and shut her up.