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

"Ooh."

I shrugged.

Am I hearing this wrong? and looked around with faint hope but everyone's expression was serious in itself.

"Kings, or..."

"... Dear Margils, this is a favor from everyone here. Everyone in the dark elves must think the same thing."

The Reykha and Dark Elf Four sisters have not yet returned from reconnaissance to the Lius Alliance.

... Well, Ill be right.

But what does that mean? You even agree to the rade, for example?

……

Noticed my gaze, the tough face that was in the shade of the ceiling nodded small.

Crawla, Torad, Physica, Ted, Elizabeth, Deane and Sandar. They're all the same.

Even Maura stares at this one with her hands together on her chest.

Apparently, we were talking before this meeting started.

You got any surprises like this?

It's not your father's birthday party.

"Master Margils?

Ildo spoke up again. Now he seems a little nervous.

I squeeze my reply out of my dry throat.

"I appreciate everyone's feelings.... but it's a sudden story... and I'd like to think about it alone."

"… I understand"

Everyone bows their heads deeply, including Ill.

I get up fluffy and go back to my room upstairs.

My feet on the spiral stairs are just fluffy and unreliable.

"... ahhh"

Back in my room I stuck in bed with a distracted voice.

"I know.... I know you do."

Yeah, I know.

Now I own castles, protect villages, allie with other countries, and collect toll taxes from travellers. Whoever sees it is one country and its king.

There were various options before this happened.

Having received the fort from the Knights of Calvinella in the first place, having summoned their fellow ilds there, trying to form an alliance with other forces….

The aim at all times is to protect people from the dark. It was about creating an alliance for it.

But on the other hand, I've often wondered if this was a nation-building.

To be honest, I enjoyed the gradual enhancement of 'my castle' and 'my people'.

But apart from this.

I'm the king? Kings? They call you sire or something?

Such an idiot. I'm just an old man.

"... but... I am a wizard.... The Great Wizard"

Repeat as you tell yourself.

My mask in this world (Sedia), and the name of responsibility.

If you just take down the dark, this one will suffice the mask.

But from now on, there will be an absolute need for a new mask: the Lord of One Country, in order to form an alliance with the Lius Alliance, the Kingdom of the North (Schrendal) and other nations.

And there are some real problems.

……

I rose cursorily and looked down through the window into the courtyard.

Knock it off, boys and girls are playing with younger little kids.

The giant bipedal dinosaur brothel was unusual with the children, but it's a peaceful sight.

The little ones are Sedam's family.

He stopped being an adventurer, his main business, and moved me with his family to Castle Zitheas.

That means that not only Sedham himself, but even his wife and children's future, has been deposited with me.

Naturally, it's not just about the Sedams. Ill be from the beginning, and the Schulds and villagers......

It is impossible to keep their future in a castle as it is today or in a so-called modern company organization.

If I die, yes. Dismissed.

Even if I am gone, its successors will take over the territory and protect their fellow citizens… because the system for doing so is the 'country' in this case.

"Right, we're gonna have to do this now."

In the end, the answer had already been given by reason.

Emotionally, I just didn't like to wear the big mask of 'king' etc.

The value of 'all human beings are equal' (well, even if that's pre-construction), which has been steeped in for decades, is not so easy to change.

"... you're talking about executing criminals as lords..."

I don't like it myself, but after a long time of asking myself, my resolve finally begins to solidify.

And there.

"Margils? Say hello?

Knock according to the modus operandi and an elegant voice sounded.

Needless to say, it's crawler.

"Oh, I don't mind. Come on in."

I see.

I guess she was dispatched to scout or persuade because I wouldn't go back inside. Not a bad decision...... no best decision.

"Excuse me. Would you like some tea and sweets?

The slightly harder looking crawler was bringing me tea utensils and cookies.

That was unusual, but the fortitude to start brewing tea just now was as usual.

"Hmm. Delicious."

"Good. I sat down."

"Speaking of which, this was the first time I had you brewing tea."

Sit across from the table and taste the warm silk tea.

The refreshing acidity on my dry throat was pleasant.

To my light joke, Crawla makes her white cheeks red.... No, the complexion itself is blue-white, is it?

"It's not my job as an aristocrat and a magician."

"Then you mean extra precious tea. I'll give it a taste."

"Oh, I didn't..."

"So..."

"Margirus"

When I finally try to mouth my hardened resolve, Crawla blocks it.

Here I finally realized her fingers shaking small gracefully pinching the cup handles.

It seems that Crawla is also going to persuade me with considerable readiness.

"You have never thought about building a country and becoming a king. But to get here, that should be the earliest possible inevitability. In the first place…"

Crawla reasoned and preached the need to bring the current territory together as a country.

Blah, until earlier - much the same thing I've been thinking about.

"We will not be relieved of other rulers unless we are shackled by a powerful being like you, a nation and a people."

But when I'm clearly told in her pitiful voice, I have trouble because I'm more persuasive than I think.

No, I guess rather, Crawla is going to be scolding me for daring to express herself in a spicy way.

I have felt it several times before, my mouth looses a little to the harsh kindness of the noble lady.

"What are you laughing at?

"No, I'm sorry. Nothing."

Crawla and I take a sip of sill tea and breathe.

But I still don't feel like I'm relieved of tension.

Is it an operation where you think I disagree with the mess and say what needs to be said before then?

"... What have you lost?

"Ah, oh. Well, I was wondering if I and others deserve a king. As you know, I'm not even human in this world..."

"That's not the problem!

The blonde said pizza.

... Not good. This was the wrong way to take the story.

"No..."

"You. You forgot how heroic you have accomplished!?

You seem to have misled me into thinking that I'm still choosing my stomach.

He raised a thin, beautiful brow (...) and then became Jen-royal, and Crawla began her theory of power.

"In the first place, scolding the trumpeted Knights of Calvinella and destroying the Dark Nest! Destroy the dark worshippers (demonists) lurking in the city of Lellis!... Margils, you are the one who protected Philsand's city from 5,000 Legions of the Dark!?

"Ooh..."

I should be praised.

When Crawla screams to mess up her blonde hair and slap her, she feels angry.

"And the sight and wisdom of building an alliance for the people of the whole world as well as just defeating the dark! And most importantly, with all that power and track record, you don't boast a single one of them!

"Oh, yeah."

"Be aware of good additions and subtractions! How proud I am of you!

"Hmm?"

"That's right! Sedham, Mora, Leiha, that rad. Eh... what is it?

Right now, I feel like the subject of "I'm proud of you" was "I".

Well, she's admitted to my behavior, too.

Sure, that would be proud of me, too.

"Nothing.... No, I don't know, Crawler..."

"Just what if"

Crawler's voice suddenly toned down.

Su Tong, and dropped his hips in the chair, nagging.

"Duh, what's up?

"Just what if... If you really don't want to be king..."

Crawla went on to grieve.

"You can throw everything away and leave, okay? If you really think of me as a burden..."

"... crawler..."

I'm really happy with Crawla's compassion, and I was grateful.

She stuck to reality harshly after finding out that I was really just an old man, and on the other hand, she even prepared a way out.

... I really wish I'd met a kid like this twenty years sooner.

"... Geo?

Flirting with smudge and emotion, Crawla stared upwards. My blue eyes are a little wet.

"Thank you so much for thinking so much about me. But..."

Build a country and be king.

When I told her of that readiness, she was of course very pleased.

It was just a failure.

It slipped my mouth that the decision had been fixed, even though it recommended me to flee.

Naturally, I was annoyed by the tears.