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

”aboard a ship suspended by a giant jellyfish swimming in the universe and flying in the air".

It's an unacceptable sentence unless it's fantasy, but it's true, so I can't help it.

I myself use the familiar [Phantom Horse] and [Fly] spells and have a lot of experience flying themselves.

Still, this situation, far beyond my imagination, was very exciting.

If you look up over your head, the jellyfish body that emits light into thin purple covers your vision.

I can almost only see jellyfish bodies and tentacles when I look left and right. So much so that there is a difference in size between the "moonship" and the jellyfish we "board" … the "Night Monster Bug".

Rather, it may be that this size difference is why jellyfish swimming loosely through the atmosphere can carry ships 20 metres long.

... No, of course, there must be magic involved.

"Awesome. This is... This is amazing."

Sedam was completely excited from earlier.

He's busy asking flourishing questions to the Camberlis and the witches (Kanagi) who seem to be controlling the ship, and looking around the ship.

"... because of air travel, but you can't enjoy the landscape"

"Moonlight Ship" is a ship without a cabin section.

I looked out of the ship's helicopter and peered into the ground, but I couldn't see anything in the dark.

"Oh, oh, Lord...... don't you want to get there yet?

It is Laiha who pulls the hem of my robe so hard.

With fancy leather armor (bodysuit) put together, she was rarely on the floor.

It is also a so-called girl sitting on the floor with her butt on it.

The purple eyes that look up at me are moist and moist. The pointy ears are back too......

"Are you scared to this extent? You're just a little high up, aren't you?

"Ugh, loud! Whatever the Lord's magic is, there's no way I can be relieved to be hanging by some jellyfish I don't know!

Reich says it back to the rade where he vomited provocative words with his usual unfathomable face (that's the best word).

In retrospect, it is not compelling at all because it is something that is increasingly followed here. Pretty instead though.

Unlike me, her eyes should show some ground and surrounding conditions, even in the dark. I guess that's why I'm scared.

"Hmmm. I wouldn't be surprised if I were supposed to make more gagging noise..."

I'm pretty sure I'm shocked, but I was still calm.

Instead, I can appreciate the unusual appearance of Reykha and even afford to stroke her head.

I guess it's because I've seen a lot of other unimaginable things since I came to this world (Sedia). And it's a lot different from me before. Will this also be called growth?

"It's bad for your squire, but I want you to be patient for about four more days. Don't worry, we'll land and rest in the daytime."

Camberlis talked as Reykha kept her hands off the stationary bench with her hips down. Pilot (?) appears to have been replaced by one of the escorts.

"Four days, I don't mind."

I don't know how fast this jellyfish is flying, so I can't help it.

The destination is closer than I thought, is it?

"The 'Inn' is now (...), in a mountain with the Kingdom of the North (Schrendal)"

"Well, is it?... hmm?

I twist my neck gently but Camberlis continued not to care.

"I'll tell you something first, as soon as I get to the inn, I want you to meet with the elders. … ask not to come into contact with any other warring clan until then"

"... that means don't say anything else about this prophecy, right?

"That's a quick story. All I know about this matter is the witch herself and three elders, two war generals, two warrior chiefs, and those two escorts. It's too dangerous for the warriors."

There was a bitter colour on Camberlis' windstorm-enduring face.

Not so much a witch prophecy...... I guess the witch authority itself is more important to the warring tribe.

I nod and try to ask him.

"... by the way"

"By the way, why the 'inn' of a warring tribe? Usually they say town, stronghold, hometown, right?

Sedham, with his face coming out of my side, bumped my question.

"Because if that's not the town or the stronghold, let alone the home town, it's never there"

Camberlis continues with a small exhale.

The voice was exhausted, like a dying old man.

"... we warriors don't have a 'place' in this world (Sedia). All we have is a place to be, a place where the devil exists."

Three days later at noon.

From the mountains where the "Moonlight Ship" landed to the "Inn" it was to travel on foot.

Thanks. They say it's a 'harbor' there.

I was surprised again when there were about three sets of similar ships and jellyfish 'moored'.

Walk on rock-skinned mountain paths for a few hours.

I feel the wind is a lot colder and the sky is darker than it is around the castle of Zytheas.

On the way, walking where I could look down, there was a vast plain stretching out to the west. There are many green percentages, and I can see several rivers.

The city-like shadow also seemed bumpy, so maybe it's quite a rich land.

Leiha, who was staring down the plain to follow my gaze, had somewhat narrowed her eyes. I asked her what was going on, but she just said 'nothing'.

Eventually the winding mountain path was close to a valley sandwiched by high cliffs, left and right.

The entrance to the valley is equipped with simple protective walls, gates and watchtowers assembled in Round Tai.

"Apparently, this is the War Inn."

"I will sit at your left. Welcome, you've come this far."

"Witch!

"Welcome back, Witch!

And the witch girl answers with a smile, saith Sedham with a sense of spirit.

The gate opened as if this one couldn't wait without doing anything, and a large number of men and women jumped out.

"Was it all a breath disaster?

"Ha! No problem!

The witch speaks kindly to my son. Meanwhile, the spoken warring tribe's inflexible man replied in an upright immovable position.

All the other warring tribes, men and women, stare at the witch with their respectful and fearful faces.

Neither Camberlis, the war general, nor us, let alone the guests, seems to be in sight.

"All right, everybody, get back to work! From now on, the witch has important things to talk about with her guests!

"Roger that, General!

"Well, let's even get ready for today's feast!

When Camberlis tells him out loud, people honestly break it up.

The fact that the Warlord's voice also had some warmth made me raise my appreciation for the Battlemen a bit more.

"... is that the guest?"

"Wizard, or something? That's frigid......"

……

Meanwhile, they don't have good feelings for us.

"Sincerely..."

"Oh, I don't care. Why don't we head over to the Elders?

The elf girl bows sorry. Well, (I don't know what kind of explanation you're giving them) I can't help but lay low on the facts.

Guided by the witches, we set foot in the 'Inn' of the warring tribe.

"... this guy..."

"Hmmm..."

The first thing I noticed was the dwellings of the warring tribes.

Lined neatly at the bottom of the valley were cloths and leather decorated with geometric prints and simple dwellings (tents) assembled with sculpted wooden bones.

It's the same thing the warriors of the warring tribe used to see in the courtyard of Jeetaias Castle. Larger on boulders than those in that courtyard where the two of us were the main ones, but the basics are the same.

I happen to use it as a temporary home...... it wasn't.

Even going down the bottom of the valley, all they use as dwellings are similar simple dwellings.

On the contrary, the watermill huts and livestock huts that were built by the creek at the bottom of the valley also seem to be degradable.

"... no way, what is a warrior inn?"

"It wouldn't be so surprising. Some tribes travel after sheep and cattle. We're just saying the other guy is a ghost."

Camberlis said the same thing.

I see.

Is this what he said 'now' on a moonlight ship?

They were tribes migrating from place to place (perhaps according to the prophecy of the witch) where the demons would appear.

"Sure, this is the Inn."

Sedam nods and looks around too.

The warriors wore front matching clothing somewhere resembling Japanese clothing that was not in the bad taste armor of the example.

The outfit is somewhat different, but they live very similar lives to very ordinary villagers who spin yarn wheels, do laundry at the well end and crack firewood.

I didn't know those people actually lived a wandering life that never ends up hunting the dark.

Exactly. Sedam also had sympathy as well as curiosity in her eyes to see them.

"Sorceress. Well!

"Welcome back!

and a few kids rush over here.

Everybody has a full smile...... oh, here we go.

"Ugh... no..."

"So, are you okay?

The kid's knee kid, who was wearing a short kimono with a short hem, is heavily torn and bleeding.

It looks painful to see.

If I were this kid, I'd be confident to cry out loud, but eating up my teeth and enduring it is just like the Battlemen, and so on.

"Well, well. Strong kids shouldn't cry, right?

"but it's too cancer..."

When I was thinking about splitting the potion for you, the elf girl was moving first.

Kneel in front of the child squatting with his knees and squeeze a small white hand over the wound.

You even use it in a healing spell? and when I peek in......

"It's healed! Thank you, Witch!

There was no chanting of the spell, no mental concentration, no visual change (effect), nothing.

In a flash, the flesh-peeping wound 'disappeared'.

Me and Sedham, we take our breath all the way to Laiha.

"Surprised? This is the end of the power the wizard has given us from his predecessors."

"... oh, that was awesome."

I didn't want to please the pride of bragging with an unfathomable face by way of example, so I answer as much as possible to make it sound like a stick read.

But the surprise is true.

That elf girl shows up, this one, and I feel it's faster for a new mystery to emerge than one mystery to solve.