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

Giteias Castle, about six days after the Geos left for an intraterritorial patrol.

It was hours before Sassara joined Geo.

Crawla Andel was enjoying tea in her own room in the castle. Alga, the eldest daughter of the four Dark Elves sisters, is serving respectfully.

"... Nevertheless, restoring that collapse in this short period of time is a terrible thing to do with Dwarves."

It was yesterday that 20 Dwarves of the House of Architecture (Dauron) completed work to restore the mountain path that collapsed in [meteorite (Meteo)].

As Gio's nominee, the castle owner, Crawla had finished exchanging documents with Valho and paying for the work.

Returning them intact involves tickets to the castle, and a feast was held that night as.

Entertaining 20 heavily consumed dwarves with a large drink was a medium difficulty, but Below Mora servants and Dark Elves joined forces to survive. Crawla also plays a connected role as a mistress (hostess).

"That's right. But, ma'am, I was more surprised by the meal."

As always, the Dark Elves called Crawler their wife. Even though Gio has given up, and Crawla won't actively deny it, it's clear that the two of them are neither legally nor emotionally in a marital relationship, which they understand. However, it may be that their fear of Crawla, who has expressed equal opinions about the 'Lord of the Flow (Orli)' and behaves with dignity on their behalf, makes them choose such a name.

"Ma'am!

The graceful time ended with a voice close to screaming.

Sassara, the youngest of the dark elves, jumped into the room.

"What happened?

"If I'd been on guard! I saw a lot of armed soldiers coming this way from below!

……!?

Gio is a lord recognized by both the city of Lelis and the Knights of Calvinella, the two forces representing the region, for possession of the castle of Giteias and the surrounding area. It was a clear anomaly that an unknown group of troops would approach the castle without prior communication. It's not weird at all when the castle attack starts like this.

An elegant grin like a noble maid disappears from Crawla's face, and the sorcerer's cold eyes appear.

"Report in detail."

"Or the number is about 30. I had a flag with a bird crest I'd never seen before. We'll be here in half an hour!

Sassara is the most childish of the four sisters, but there is the (Heikluus) clan that makes plotting a business. Report the necessary information concisely.

Crawla, in her head, checked the current personnel.

Mora. Mr. and Mrs. Sam and Anna. Zek the carpenter. Dark Elf Four Sisters. Three former magician candidates boys and girls.

"... Arga shall summon everyone in the castle into the courtyard. Sassara's watching Rashil and them... thank you, but I asked you to do it, didn't I?

"" Yes, ma'am!

"We still don't know who they are. It could be a friendly force. Just in case, Dwarves and Mora will be waiting at the main tower."

Crawler gives instructions to everyone gathered in the courtyard.

"I (I) confirm their intentions. Gilma needs an escort."

"Accepted"

The three women of the dark elf paid their respects, but some were not satisfied with the instructions.

"Wow, I'll help you with something too!

"Even we can fight!

"We're gonna help you, too, right?

Maura, the log of a former sorcerer candidate, Valho of Dwarf, said orally. But Crawla shakes her head.

"The target is 30 fully armed soldiers. … but it's not that easy to break in without a siege weapon. First, I (I) negotiate. And then when you really need to fight... you need to join forces."

"... I get it"

"I don't know how bad it would be for us to restore the road..."

The boy and Dwarf nod and begin to travel to enter the hall of the main tower.

When Crawla pulls a dark elf and attempts to head to the defensive tower at the main gate.

"... Mr. Crawler."

"Hey, what is it?

Maura grabbed his hand so hard that it clasped from behind her back.

I found Maura's witch magician's hand shaking small. Grab it with both hands and pull it to your chest, as if to hold it in.

"Yes, it's okay! Is it some kind of mistake...... also, if bad people...... geo will surely be back soon!

"... you're right"

Crawla said calmly, placing her empty hand on Mora's head.

"Ma'am! They'll be here soon!

Sassara, back from reconnaissance, reported to Crawla, who was looking forward at the defensive tower lookout.

"... what a bad taste."

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Zytheas Castle in the mountains, but the surroundings are narrow flats, paying trees so that the enemy can't hide and approach them.

On that flat, an army revealed itself wearing diverse weapons in heavy armor.

Heavy armor. Not just thick sheet metal armor. The flashy colored armor, based on red, was planted with sharp corners (spikes) and blades (blades) everywhere, as well as satanic decorations on the helmet and face covering.

It's an unacceptable taste as a lelith nobleman who prefers delicate and cool art. Gilma, who refrains on the side, also rarely spoke out and agreed.

"Where the hell are you staying?

In two rows of columns, they climbed up mountain roads and aligned themselves on the flat. At their head, a crimson military flag flickered.

Birds with wide wings and intimidating birds are depicted in extreme colors. As a person in the Count's family, the Lius Alliance originally had knowledge of the aristocracy and knighthood of the Kingdom of the North (Schrendal), but looks familiar with such a crest….

"A fictional bird?... those extra-colored feathers and tails... ah!

There was a flashing sight behind Crawla's brain.

Ten years ago.

It was flickering alongside those of the Knights and Guards on the walls of the city of Lellis, attacked by a legion of demons......

"Those are the Seals of the Warriors!

"War Clan".

The "Big Breed" (Breed) of the first darkness supposedly happened 500 years ago. It is a story closer to legend than history, but it was supposedly prevented by supermen called 'brave men'.

The reality of "The Brave" is uncertain, but he disappears after "The Great Reproduction" (Breed).

Of the remaining 'brave' companions, 'Dark Warriors' told their descendants of their mission to fight the Dark One forever, they named themselves' The Warriors'.

We cannot know the truth about the origins at the earliest possible time, but it is true that they continue to fight the demons to this day, and Crawla certainly witnessed the warriors of the warring tribe fighting the demons to protect the city of Lellis 10 years ago.

Most importantly, they themselves are wary of the dark worshippers (demonstrators) or so they do not reveal their origins, so it is nearly impossible to know the warriors from outside the battle against the dark.

"... is the Battle Clan."

"Um, so we can get along?

I don't know yet.

With a flag bearer carrying an army flag, Crawla explained to the two dark elves as she looked down at one warrior coming to the main entrance.

Gilma stabs the nail in Sassara, who tells her to relieve herself about it, and Crawla nods too.

As the three watched, the warrior and flag bearer stopped about 10 m from the main gate.

"... hey, big...!

"Isn't that a ghost?

Sassara's surprise was natural, and the warrior was a giant over 2m tall. Even from the top of the alien armor and helmet, which gave rise to countless horns and blades, the flexible flesh beneath it can easily be imagined.

The face cannot be confirmed by a carved face covering that resembles a demon.

"I'm a rad. I'm the warrior leader of the warring clan. I want to meet the castle owner, Geo Margils."

The thick, heavy voice of a giant warrior echoed.

"Lade? Lade is definitely a 'ghost hunt'...... isn't it?

"I don't know if it's that grade..."

Placing the dark elf sisters facing each other, Crawla stood on the edge of the watchtower.

"I (I) am Zytheas Castle Bill, Crawla Andel. Warriors of the Warring Clan, know that a visit without a hint is disrespectful! Pull the soldiers first, and send the messengers again, and you won't be sorry!

When the voice of Crawler, with the magician's wand in his hand, arrived, behind the warrior named Rade, a line of warriors shrugged slightly.

"Let's apologize for the disrespect. But there are circumstances here too."

"What the hell is the situation?

"Margils, the castle owner, is suspected of being a ghost, or a devil worshipper (demonist). Let me see you and make sure."

In the words of the rade, Crawla lifted her borderline eyebrows.