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

"Lord! Lord!

It's a much more familiar voice to my ears in a short period of time.

My consciousness was drawn back to reality by the desperation of that voice.

Apparently, this is not the spiritual world of the dark.

I can see the sky getting dim. Looks like the entrance to that cave.

On my back lay a large, soft creature clung to my chest.

"... Laiha?

"... oh Lord!

It was still a faithful dark elf who peered into my face from close quarters trying to cover it.

I have a cup of tears in my purple eyes.

In his hand, the red thread was heavily wound and discoloured.

"Have you noticed!? Good. Sit down! Really good. You sat down!

"I don't know, it seemed like a big adventure, Mr. Tired."

When Reykha buried his face in my chest as I was impressed, I could hear Sedam's swallowing voice from further up there.

Moving his face as he stroked Reykha's head to do it, he also looked like a witch (Kanagi) who was embraced by the warring witches.

… a peace of mind.

"... Wizard. Rest first."

Fatigue and relief were also floating in the human secluded beauty of the black masked witch (Kanagi).

Fortunately, there was nothing particularly wrong with me or with the witch.

According to an examination by the accompanying witches and warriors, the dead body of the demons in the cave, "Honjo", had collapsed and rotted out.

The cause is unknown, but now we can no longer perform the ritual of prophecy.

Then, the ESP medal I used was also distorted and useless, as I had been exposed to high heat.

Though the witch was flat, "If it had such a great influence on the spirit of the dark, it would have been unforgivable."

"... I didn't know there was such a mythical adventure in this modern day (...). Well, you're already on a mythological level."

Brief dwellings (tents) of the warring tribes rented for accommodation.

Sedham, hearing the upside of things from me, shrugged with a mixed face of admiration and envy.

"I wish I could go with you, even if I give it back."

"Be sure to accompany me when you have the next one."

That being said, I don't want to go through that again if I can.

In fact, 'Honesty' is gone.

I am not worried about what the warriors will do now.

"I am relieved of this Laiha, just to say that the Lord is safe. If anything happens to the Lord, what can I apologize to your wife or daughter..."

"... well, maybe it's thanks to Laiha that we made it home safely"

Sedham taught me that hours after me and the witch caved in, the red thread was pulled with great force.

Reykha and the witches grabbed the thread so desperately that they were enduring that suddenly we jumped out of the cave.

What if, by then, Reyja had taken root and let go of the yarn? I feel relieved when I think. I'll have to pay her back sometime.

And the last handkerchief I threw.

The 'power' that dwelled in that and liberated would undoubtedly have something to do with Mora.

In Japan since ancient times, there is a belief that girls have the spiritual power to protect their fellow countrymen and men in close relationships. Ethnology and others call this' the power of my sister ', but even once again following a cursed escape, Earth (Japan?) and found mythical commonalities between Sedia.

Besides individual rules such as magic and science, does there exist a greater common system on Earth and Sedia?

".................. hum"

"For now. You think you've accomplished such a great adventure?

"Although not a complete wall, I was able to get some critical information. It was worth the risk."

I seriously think this is not a loser.

Unfortunately, I did not get any information about 'Watchmen' or anything else.

But the suspicion of me is that it's completely clear.

That the Dark Worshipper (Demonist) was manipulating information against the witch.

It is first and foremost significant that these two points are clear.

New information was also obtained about the dark and the dark worshippers (demonstrators), such as the fact that some of the demonstrators were interfering with the spirit of the dark.

Above all, the last word the uppermost said.

"The Third...... The Great Reproduction (Breed) also...... begins within a decade!

Even though I was resisting, it's hard to lie to me that the subject of spiritual domination (mind control) is the operator.

That is.

"From now on, there will be fewer or no more Dark Worshipers (demonstrators) to create their own focus and invoke the Dark One."

"The breed itself is sure to occur within a decade."

""... ugh ""

Me and Sedam looked at each other and sighed.

"It is wonderful that you have deceased or deceased an executive of the Dark Worshipper (Demonist)"

The next day.

Ease, one of the elders, said to me, who reported in the warring elders' tent that it depended on the sorcerers.

A wrinkly but stern face has an invincible grin.

"But I'm sorry I ruined the ritual of the warring tribal tradition"

Sitting right on the carpet, I bowed my head.

Everyone on the warring clan side on this occasion, the witch, the Three Elders, and the warlord Camberlis breathe lightly.

"Oh, please lift your head. In that regard, I have received a scattered explanation from the witch, and I am convinced that there will be no stopping."

"I'm glad you said that."

Old Karaon, a relatively fuzzy man among the elders, hurries to speak up.

I honestly got my head up because I could see the witch coming looking rather sorry.

In fact, I know there's some reason I'm a victim and it's there to apologize... but it's a sign of respect for them who've fought through the dark for five hundred years.

"It certainly hurts not to be able to perform the ritual..."

"Evil worshippers and focus information is better than we've ever done."

The old man with the eyes of a ship, Dilgillo, and the warrior general, Camberlis, were also nodding calmly.

Thankfully, when we first met, you said you could never lose your 'prophecy'. What makes them so moderate?

"I don't know when it started, but the ritual of 'Prophecy' was in the hands of the Dark Worshipper (Demonist)... If so, even if we resume the ritual, we will never know when the witch will fall into crisis again."

"I don't need a 'prophecy' or anything, as long as it's enough to be like that"

"That's the general idea of the Presbyterian Church."

The three elders, and the warlord, were about to bow their heads to the witch in the upper seat.

"Those men have become fine warriors, too. Let's work for the Battlemen more than ever."

The elf girl also nods with a gentle smile.

There was a lot going on, but there seemed to be an atmosphere where I thought I could build some trust with them as well.

"Above all, valuable information must still be about breeding."

Honey, and the coughed old Ez said posturing correctly.

Yes, we have to talk about that.

"Oh, you're right. So let me talk to you about the second thing I came here for."

"... about the alliance between the warriors and you."

Old Ease went on looking like he was just a little done.

"I have no problem working with you. I'd rather have it here. It's just... a public alliance is better for you... no, it's for both sides."