Then we just had the ritual of prophecy. - That didn't mean.
The witches and elders intended it, but they received a day's respite from me.
The reason, of course, is for the remembrance of the spell.
The warriors offered us the biggest and most splendid simple houses (tents) as our rooms.
In it, Sedham takes care of the bow, and Laiha prepares the tea.
"But you're something of a cripple"
"That's the kind of specification (system) I wouldn't have a choice"
To Sedham's blur, I stopped turning my hands on the spell (spellbook).
Look at him sideways as he lays asleep on an embroidered carpet.
"My 'spell' is a consumable. Once you use it, you have to read the spell and 'prepare (charge)'."
"... Besides, I have to be ready to change my prepared spell for a whole day,"
You know what I mean.
"I thought it was too horny, but I didn't know it was technology from another world. It's obvious it's not like magic."
"The other world…. What wonderful world did the Lord come from?
"Mmm..."
Raiha's question made me tea from a warring clan that emits a unique strong incense.
Her purple eyes are sparkling.
"My world, huh"
I woke up and walked onto the carpet and thought about it where I received my tea.
In the sense of my surroundings, it could be said that it was a more peaceful and richer world than this one (Sedia). If you look at it on a global scale, the problem is piling up.
For example, science. For example, political institutions, ideas.
There are differences in the selection criteria, such as the presence of a ghost, but in some ways it can even be said that it is progressing (...) compared to this world (Sedia).
Even though there is magic, there are laws of physics in this world (Sedia), and human spirituality is almost the same.
If the era progresses, there could be an industrial revolution or a human rights ideology.
The protagonists of the "Transworld Transfer" story I once saw and heard (such as "Yankee of King Arthur's Court" for example) have used more or less the knowledge of their time to transform society.
My first job is to be able to protect people from the dark no matter what, but is that all that good to do?
Doesn't 'The Watchman' have the intention of developing this world (Sedia) on me?
For example, if there were a system or a concept in this world that 'the life of the people is guaranteed by the state', a miserable child like the sorcerers might not have been born.
"... but I don't know..."
The task of leading the history of the world to the better is not very much within my grasp.
I depressed myself and sighed at the intent of the 'watcher', who paranoid himself.
"Lord?
"Hey, what's up?
"Hmm?... Oh, sorry. I kind of thought about it."
I sipped tea awkwardly, ignoring Leiha's question as well.
The next morning.
"Okay, it's over"
I declared the spell document closed.
[Psychological Defense Wall (Mindwall)] ended with the "Prepare (Charge)" of less commonly used mental spells, such as [Full Resistance Granted (Perfect Resistance)].
"Come on, let's go. Let's go."
"... This guy's been acting a little crazy lately"
I leave an improvised house to be pulled by a sedam who speaks out a bouncing voice.
The waiting rade stands first and walks out. Let's see the floating sedam and pretend we didn't notice him whining blush.
A valley like the one that tore through the rocky mountains.
At the deepest end of the "Inn" of the warring clan, a cave with its mouth open to rock skin was the stage of the ritual.
"Thank you for waiting"
In front of the cave, the witch, of course, awaited several warring women in the same red and white costume as her.
I come to bow profoundly to signal the word of the witch.
"Don't interrupt the witch," said Reid, leaving.
There are no elders, and is this place forbidden to men?
"From here, please accompany the wizard only"
In a very seductive voice today, the true (li ori) elf girl said.
The top half of an overly neat beauty is hidden in a creepy mask painted in pitch black.
"I knew it."
The reality was heartless.
Sedam roars with her hands on her forehead.
"... bad. I'll tell you as much as I can later."
"Absolutely, huh? Learn more?"
Beat me on the shoulder and comfort me.
Nothing. Sedam is not a waste of time either. I nodded immediately and took a step back.
"Then the wizard also has a mask. Plus, bring this one."
One of the witches humbly offers something when she fastens the unknown calm mask with a string.
Look, a tool with multiple red threads wrapped around a wooden pattern... thread wrapped around it.
"What's this?
"From the consciousness of the dark, you will be marked to return to this world. Never let this yarn break..."
The witch who explained so made Leiha grab the end of the thread stretching from the thread roll I had in my hand.
"Um, what's this?
"The best way to protect this yarn is with a woman who thinks of her opponent. You are in good hands."
Leiha, who was perplexed, must have lifted the eye of the cleaver when he heard the witch explain.
On the spot he kneels down and drips his neck (Kobe).
"Lord. Reyhanalka Heikluus Si. I swear to protect this thread by risking my life."
"... please"
Her loyalty is beyond doubt now.
This yarn would be just a style, but something that would really make magical sense, but she would keep what she said.
"Hmm...... Take the red thread to another world, huh?" Orlol and Callis. "
"What? That's a little more detailed."
Meanwhile, Sedham's whining in his ear, observing the shiatsu and the mask and the yarn wheel.
I can't play that horror RPG 'Cthulhu's Call' as it seems to go through this.
Eventually, I heard from Sedham and was supposed to keep the witches waiting until I used some of the spells I was preparing.