The strongest sage in the inferior position ~ The strongest in the world to the bottom [villager] ~

As soon as I arrived, Musha woke up.

Open the lid. A little swollen eyes turned to me on the side.

I'm not alert, I'm not getting my hips up and slashed.

I exhaled one as if I felt safe.

"You lost, I did"

"You thought you could win?

"Come on...... After losing, I don't know."

"Hmm. That's a pretty handy return."

I laughed.

Musha, who sees me loosening her mouth, opens her mouth again.

"Why didn't you kill me?

"I'm a student. I'm not a legal officer, I'm not a king. I can't judge you on your own more than I don't have that authority. It's a hassle in the first place. Just let him do what he wants."

A breeze blows back into the woods.

Stimulating the back of my nasal cavity, I sneezed heavily.

Scratching his nose head, he stares south.

You don't have a cold.

It's the reaction of Cecil or Sarasa making fun of me.

Let's hear it later.

Then, Musha's face, which was hard, finally loosens.

"Senior Sarasa is right."

"What was Sarasa saying?

"Senior Russell said he was kind."

I don't think so myself.

I flatter my shoulders.

Eventually Musha looked up into the sky.

Ethereal dome in purple eyes.

It was so beautifully reflected that I didn't think of it as an organism called the Demon Man.

And Musha groans with a potpourri.

"I respected you"

Musha started talking.

It's about my past.

She was from a poor village.

Both parents are [villagers].

But when her daughter, Musha, was born as a [Seeker], she was delighted.

One day I lived unconnected.

The village was attacked by a warcraft.

One acquaintance after another was killed and the adventurer saved his life when his family got their hands on him.

And naturally, Musha admires the adventurer and brushes his magic and sword arms.

But the house is poor.

I don't have the money to go to Adventurer School.

Musha gave up her dreams and headed to the nearby Adventurer School, wanting to at least just see what it was like.

School buildings like castles.

The passion that comes through.

I'm going to give up, but I rather let it solicit my thoughts.

I want in......

Whatever you do......

But reality is cruel.

Musha was called out by one of her students.

Probably noble.

I was wearing expensive gear.

Musha rose.

They were voiced by the students of the coveted Adventurer's School.

What the hell are we talking about?

I jumped my chest.

Here's what the nobles said.

"You can be my girl."

That's right.

It was just a numb.

Plus the man tried to get Musha into his hands.

I guess you thought she was a country girl who didn't know things.

I couldn't forgive...

I am so anxious and desirous to be an adventurer, but to have that unwilling nobleman or his son in school......

By the time I realized it, I was removing a knife made from a sickle that was in the village.

Slash a man's arm.

Occasionally, students were left alone in the sophisticated movement.

It looked terribly small.

Things like this, I thought...

She said she was furiously angry that what she had been admiring was something like this.

In the end, Musha did no more harm.

Because it didn't even seem worth killing.

"On my way home, an associate of one of the Children of the Numbers (Numbers) came into contact with me. You were probably watching students interact with me. Officials said:" Why don't we transform the world together "..."

I was not lost in Musha.

Without going back to the village, I cut off my long hair and enlisted straight into The Numbered Child (Numbers).

He underwent surgery, where he brushed his arm and was given the number '47'.

And an order is given.

Infiltrate the fifth branch of the School of Adventurers and monitor Russell Guiller Stark.

"First...... I hated you."

Musha looked at me and said clearly.

I'm a nobleman again.

Russell Guiller Stark also seemed to think that he was just a rich aristocrat.

"But it was a big mistake"

Seeing me go through school reform one after the other, Musha said she became respectful.

At the same time, I don't know what's right anymore.

"I still think. And if it was you who spoke to me then,"

Musha's voice was trembling.

I see thin tears in my eyes.

It was then.

Suddenly, Musha's body begins to shine light.

At the bottom of his belly, he was stained with red lotus as if he were swirling the flames.

"Senior, I bid you farewell"

"That's the aftermath of taking in the Spirit."

"Yes. [Spirit Summoning] - And the technology to take them into your body is incomplete. Senior Russell, anyway, can't hold it off with my body. It's self-destruction."

"You immatures."

"Excuse me. - So please run. Probably going to blow every single one of these woods."

"No..."

"Huh?"

"Oh man...... If you think you've heard a long story, will you end up self-destructing? Blow up the woods? I'm not kidding."

"Senior, say what..."

"At the corner, I put the woods back together. Don't let them burn you any more."

I squeezed my hand toward Musha.

Magic - and spit it out all at once.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

For a moment, the flames in Musha raised something like a roar.

Gin, and when you make a sharp noise, the flame spreads.

The light that happened to be carried by Musha disappeared.

"Huh? Huh? What the hell..."

Musha was bewildered, turning only her eyes to the right and left.

"I played the Spirit in you with my magic."

"Play the Spirit with magic!!

"Hmm? Something wrong?

The way I did it was with when I helped Sheila before.

The Spirit also needs magic.

If it is emptied, it cannot be in the present world.

"No, the... He said the Spirit is just magic... Such an unscrupulous..."

"I don't know what a demon looks like, but I don't train in a soft way like you guys"

"Senior Russell, are you sure you haven't messed with your body at all?

"Naturally. I don't need surgery or medication. I work out as much as I need to be strong, drink well, and eat well."

…………

Let's go home.

I lifted my hips.

"Where are you going to go?

"It's settled, it's school"

"Ha! No, I'm a demon, and I want you to-"

"You were just watching, weren't you? I didn't commit any crime. Rather, it's the involved side, you are. If I were to insist, I would have slaughtered the nobleman who came out to talk to me, but he deserved it over there. Or is there something else?

"But I'm a terrorist..."

"You said it first. I'm not the judge. I only came here to bring back students who left the capital without permission."

Of course, Musha gives me the information.

Listening to her this time, some demons include the victim.

Even in the sense of liberating it, we will have to destroy the organization's facilities.

I got up, but Musha still remained lying down.

It is half-hearted.

I don't know what to do, things like that.

"Senior, I..."

"In any way, you were able to enroll in Adventurer's School. He has passed the exam properly and has also been paid tuition. - Beyond that, you're a student at a history adventurer's school, my junior, my goddaughter."

"... Yes"

"Musha, I'll make you stronger. So much so that I can cut the stray in you."

Towards Musha, I offer my hand.

She grabbed my hand disappointingly after a roundabout.

I caused it and stood on my own feet.

It's like looking into the back of something's leg - such a strange trick.

Musha said.

"Something's lightweight."

"Right. Good for you."

"Yes......"

Musha laughs.

I felt like I was finally seeing a real grin.

I am not a demon.

It was the smile of a girl who had been diligently archaic in a poor village.

"Musha, aren't you going to stretch your forehead?

"Yes?"

"That short hair isn't too brave and bad, but I think the longer one looks better on you."

Musha's face suddenly turns red.

Hmm? I told you something strange.

I just conveyed my honest thoughts...

Were you a little disturbed?