The Wizard Raised Through TRPG is Still the Strongest in the Other World

Navy Corbal was born 45 years ago in a mansion in the city of Lellis.

His father was an aristocrat belonging to the Kingdom of Leus, but because he preferred life in the city, he was to spend half his life in the city.

It was at a time when the kingdom of Lewis, which dominated the area around Lake Lewis, was collapsing in a civil unrest, and the city of Lelis would also set the stage for several battles.

The mansion where he lived at a young age was also attacked by thugs and robbers, as well as a resentful gaze on behalf of his father, who, as a governor, was incompetent.

In such a life, he acquires a selfish personality that only considers others as tools.

Still, we have to meet 'it'. Even after the independence of the city of Lellis, he may have lived as a mediocre but realistic lord of judgment.

Ten years ago, the outbreak of the dark was not large enough to be called 'the Great Breed' (Breed), but left serious claws behind in each city of the Lius Alliance.

Already, he, who had succeeded in his father's trail and became Baron Corval, also fought the demons as part of the Lellis City defense forces. Of course, I never got out on the front line, but I can tell you that as an urban nobleman I served the minimum.

It was months after the destruction of the Dark Nest due to the struggles of the Knights of Calvinella, adventurers, the Sorcerer's Guild, and various forces such as the 'War Tribes'.

Nominally, strange offerings have been given by villages near the city of Lellis, under the control of the Corbal family.

"What is this, I'm not feeling well"

It was also natural for the Baron to say, it was the skull of a little ghost. It was as lustrous as wet black, but I couldn't tell if it was a colored or stained one.

"That's right. No one would ever think of decorating something like this."

The language of an old loyal family order is also very common sense and natural. Is that what caught him somewhere in his mind?

Probably because I saw a faint golden glow the moment I looked behind the pompous empty orbit of my skull like a frigid smell.

"Well, well. Then I dare to keep this with me. It's sprinkled with more sculptures than there are."

There was a very slight change in the baron's mind that led him to put the dark skull in his bedroom.

I became aware of (...) malice put into the sight of others. I also heard a voice whispering my pussy out of my sight (...).

It wasn't long before such a small change became a major distortion.

Three days later, for the Baron, man was a mass of malice trying to mock himself, and he couldn't believe that he was part of man.

Seven days later, he was distributing his own blood to a skull that was the only species that wasn't familiar, the dark one.

And 10 days later, he invites the priest of the Dark Worshipper (Demonist) into the mansion.

"I thought you would understand the noble mission of the Dark One."

"Oh...... Every creature, human or otherwise, must be extinct at all costs."

The priest was the village chief who gave the baron a dark skull. From the baron's father's age the village was already stained with dark worship.

"But in order to extinct humans, we still need to build up our strength. And for that, I want you to take power in the city of Lellis."

"Whatever. Until now, I thought that would be good if I lived safely, but from now on, I'm gonna kick the merchants down for real."

"To do so, use them."

What the priest gave the Baron that day were five dark elves.

The Baron used the Dark Elf assassins to secretly expand his power.

It took the least conspicuous way possible by advice from the priest, but still more than 10 political enemies assassinated it by making it look like accidental death. Even the Bandit Guild didn't realize what he was doing by being able to do it because he would serve an assassin who was good and would never betray him.

Among the councillors of the aristocracy, who had the power to bisect the city of Lelis by means of history and old customs and the funds obtained from the territory, it took 10 years to be called the lead. He led the servants of the mansion, including the decree, to the path of merciful and dark worship.

Even in the meantime, the ritual once a month taught by the priest is indispensable, with countless human bones sinking in the underground lake, which is a ritual place.

Everything went well.

Finally, as soon as I wanted to start working on snatching the Council President's seat from the blind Zato Browse, until he showed up.

Although I was ecstatic when I heard from the priest that a new dark nest had broken out near Yule village.

Only a few days later, I heard that the dark nest had been destroyed by one man. Joy replaced it with anger and hatred.

Easily destroy the Dark Nest with the power of dubious' magic '...... you must not allow it to exist.

"With our lives at stake, we must defeat him, Geo Margils."

"I know. It is the mission of our demonstrators to destroy what destroys the dark."

The first opportunity comes when Margils, who came all the way to the city of Lellis, meets with the Speaker of the Review.

The most capable handkerchief has the ability to infiltrate easily under the council president. Then you can poison both the Speaker of the Review in the context of the talks.

Hooray for both sides if they die. If the Speaker of the Review dies, it can mean that Margils is the killer. The opposite is true.

In the unlikely event that both sides survived, there naturally arose distrust and discord, which would be a gap to penetrate, it should have.

As a result, neither the Speaker of the Review nor Margirus died, but the two had built greater trust rather than discord.

I panicked to the capitol in response to a report from a handkerchief, who said that Margils, in a far-sighted way, looked very mediocre, just a middle-aged man.

Either way, I found out I couldn't kill Margils in a decent way.

Sending in another handkerchief to take something close hostage fails because it's an 'invisible demon' or 'witch goddess made of wind'.

Though he hired a lot of city scumbags to push him in numbers rather than a few elites, he was thwarted by a number of guards and adventurers who outnumbered him.

The original hostile sorceress got intel that she was close to Margils and let the handkerchief attack you, but this is still stopped by the adventurer.

I was thinking of another means, and reports came in that adventurers and guards throughout the city of Lellis were working for information on hand pawns.

Even before, the guards and adventurers have turned their suspicious eyes on me, but everything has been well done.

But these days, those people change the color of their eyes and try to grab their tails with the kind of obstinacy they look for even in a clan's enemies. Besides, the beginning and end of an underground attempt to hunt down a previously silent Dark Worshiper (Demonist) until the Bandit Guild.

The Baron finally realized that the city of Lellis, which was nothing more than a huge campus capable of portraying conspiracies as he pleases by brains and malice, had at some point turned into a cage trying to trap and capture itself.

It was already too late when I realized I was a dark worshipper (demonist) all over Lellis City, and the mansion couldn't take a single step with wild horses and surveillance stuck in double triplets.

According to the information barely obtained by the handkerchief, all such movements in the city were ordered by that Margirus.

"Baron. This can't be helped. Let's do our last ritual."

"... all of you... you Margils...! What the hell is he!?"

Before he could hear the crowd cheering from outside the mansion, he, the priests and the handkerchiefs had reached the underground lake festival grounds.

"If you cast a spell over another five years, you can resurrect what you could as a god..."

"You think you've already given away hundreds of blood? Enough to destroy them."

"Yeah, let's hope so"

The priest shrugged, gawking carelessly at the dark skull I put on the shoreline altar...... I was' growing up 'about three times the first time I saw it...

Still, he begins to kneel and pray before the altar.

In response to the prayer voice of the priest, the surface of the skull trembles and wraps the barons in a warlike trembling spine.

There.

That man who brought the Guards and the Adventurer Party... Geo Margils showed up.

"... I didn't expect you to come on board yourself... Wizard, Geo Margils......!

As before, the Baron raised his caught voice when the object of hatred that he thought would manipulate the guards to hunt him down was in front of him.

If he hadn't worn a headscarf, he would have seen his slender face twisted in amazement and ecstasy.

"Apparently, you've finally met the Baron, my Wizard."

I could hear one adventurer whispering beside Margils, but I didn't care.

Because now I know the prayer of the priest is over.

"Well, at the end of the day... trying to settle with your own hands? Sounds like you've craved fame, Margils! That arrogance is your life!

"Ah, uh. Baron Corval? You already have no escape. Will you surrender to me as a man?

"You're lost!

"Gutter, gutter, gutter"

A skull on the altar struck his jaw violently as it responded to the baron's scream, gushing steam from the back of his orbit.

"What is it!?"

"Ah, the devil!?"

"It's moving...! You're kidding, right?"

At first, it was a little pussy.

I carefully painted my sacrificial flesh and offered a prayer of hatred in the monthly ritual and 'raised' so far...

The short guards and the greedy adventurers are frightened and wandering.

I also thought about using pawns to expel them, but it would still be a good idea to sacrifice them to the dark here.

"Now! This! The god I grew up with over 10 years. Ah! You! This abominable city! They're gonna kill all the humans!

From the inside of the altar, the lobster and pitch-black sludge flooded out and began to form twisted hands and feet.

The golden light of the orbits of the mandible is no more dazzling than the full moon, and more disastrous.

"What the hell, why the devil..."

"Goh, is that a golem?

"Hino... Hino..."

It only took 10 seconds. Spiders and alien giants that can't even be shrimps are twice the length of a person's back.

The central part is naturally implanted with a nucleated skull.

At the tip of the four swinging arms were claws and tweezers with as many long swords.

And above all. Awesome hatred enough to lose blood to myself, the parent of the upbringing, or even the priest.

"CuoWow......! Guilluwow......!

It's a blade that even chops human hearts off with a tall scream that rubs metal together.

Um, even Margils, with strange and bottomless powers that I don't even understand, just stands up and squeals.

Baron Nave Corbal was sure.

"This is it! This god is the one! My own person! The real me! It's a sin to repudiate the world that looks down on me!

"Ahhh!

Bumps, and when I looked to the side, the priest had a skull... No, I was just split up and down from the waist by a god's temple.

The Baron no longer even cared about that......

"[Destruction]"

From the tip of Margils' wand, who could not move or speak in awe (seemingly), a small bead of light burst forth and hit the god.

The light beads do not explode, but stain the pitch-black body of the gods as they are......

"Cu...... gu gu gu......!?"

The next moment.

The alien giant with many hands and feet was bursting from the inside out.

There is no roar or blast.

However, as if the ice statue had been crushed in an instant by a giant hammer, the pitch-black god became dozens of fragments, thousands of dust, one nothingness and vanished.

"Become... ah... what, what...?

Baron Nave Corbal's leap in the city of Lellis is over.