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

The reproduction screening of the tragedy of the old mage Argan continues by [Past Vision (Psychometry)].

……!?

The expression of Argan with his wand and dagger towards the priest (tentative) of the dark worshipper (demonist) was a strong anger and fear.

Conversely, the priest (tentatively) smiles, which can be considered warm, slowly approaching the old magician.

All the priestly (tentative) subordinate-like figures hid their entire bodies with black robes and hoods.... well, not a bunch of people.

……

Argan screamed something and poked his one-handed wand.

I guess I used magic. A red glow was created at the end of the wand from which a scorching flame erupted fan-shaped...... instantly disappeared.

!?

Argan with a stunned look. I wield my wand a few times, but nothing happens.

Meanwhile, a pitch-black sphere had been born at the end of the golden wand, which the face-to-face priest (tentatively) had put over his head.

I don't see the magic in this world (Sedia), but I can imagine that the sphere scratched off Argan's magic or something......

I can, but I've never heard of such advanced sorcery. I'll have to check back later.

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The priests' (tentative) men surrounded Argan, who fell on the floor and held his head.

Take up the wand, grab and hold both arms.

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…… ……

The priest (tentatively) speaks somewhat graciously to Argan, who turned into a color of fear, but the old man just shook his head.

But you think it's pretty hard to read information from silent videos... etc.

!!

Suddenly a rambling argan shook off his black robe with a shake of his thin arm.

Faster than a stiff priest for a moment (tentatively) or any other subordinate to regain his mind, Argan pierces his dagger (which was abandoned) into his chest at once.

I was surprised too, but the priest (tentatively) also distorts his face on the boulder. Instead, he probably understood what would happen to Argan after this.

... No. I also understood somewhere in my head. I saw this sight once, too.

The old magician falls to the floor, not as he sprinkles blood like a magma from his chest pulling out his dagger.

My head didn't move as if I had been hooked up to something in the air, and my whole body was spasmodically and over again.

The priest (tentatively) screamed something, but his men didn't seem to have time to do it.

Dropping his rampaging body like a springy toy, Argan's head began to swell up backwards. It's like balloon gum.

The head of Argan, which quickly swelled more than fivefold, distorts its contours.

The invisible hands seem to be wrapping around the clay, which has been refined and even colored into a delicate human form.

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The priest (tentatively) yelled in anger reddening his face over the warmth until earlier. I guess that was an order to withdraw. My men's black robes rush out.

The pitch-black thing that was Argan's head (...) gets even more volumetric in the air with gnawing and distortion. It was swallowed by things (...) with a violent rampage from the neck down as well... only the bloody dagger rolled on the floor and stayed.

The priests (tentatively) also fled promptly, leaving behind a sphere as pitch-black as a cow sitting on the floor...... a dark nest.

I have, indeed, seen this sight.

The sight of a beauty in thin clothes being swallowed up by a sphere of darkness, read in the 'ESP Medal' from the consciousness of a dark worshipper (demonist) who changed Deane's mother's focus.

Gobo

It's footage from the past that's supposed to be silent, but I thought I heard that.

The surface of the sphere rises from the inside, creating a distorted thin human form. I saw this sight before, too. The devil has appeared in this world.

"... hey, you okay?

"Oh, oh..."

The effect of the [Past Vision (Psychometry)] spell was so far.

Sedham slaps me on the shoulder, often shuddered by the gloomy sight of everything.

"What did you see?

"Hey, did you figure something out, Master Margils?

"... for now, let's get out of here. We'll talk about it after we rendezvous."

Sedham and Lyle each turn their curiosity and anxiety eyes.

Control that. Well, I said.

"... well, that's what I saw"

Now we crawled up the slope, rendezvous with the two ear soldiers, and we went back to subspace again. The spell still lasts more than three hours.

"Can the Dark Nest be done that way..."

"... hmm"

So I will explain to everyone what I saw in [Past View (Psychometry)].

The expression of the ear soldiers is hidden by the face covering of the example, so I don't know. The rade turns that way with a strange face, but the gaze is this way.

I guess the only reason you seem to have the strength on your fingers holding your arms together is because you're angry at the location of a dark worshipper (demonist).

"No one will have seen a focused human create a dark nest straight away. Precious information… there's a different part of the hypothesis."

I groan with a nod in my face that Sedam is not exhausted of interest. I agree.

"Right. At least Argan wasn't a demonist."

It was my reasoning and Sedham's reasoning that Deane's mother, who once created a huge dark nest, became the focal point as a result of being amplified by a dark worshipper (demonist) who lurked close to her (although various other rituals, etc. supposedly also took place)...

Um, I also wonder if Baron Corval of Lellis City was actually in the process of being refocused by the priest.

But Argan in the past didn't look so hateful, no matter what.

"I guess there's some sort of focus condition we're missing."

"... after all, do we actually have to capture the high-ranking dark worshipper (demonist) and make him throw up"

Though I also agree with Sedam and Rade. I wonder if it's something that even wild (wandering) dark worshippers (demonists) aren't wandering around somewhere.

"Ma, Dear Margils. Is it true what you said right now?

"Uhm. Definitely.... can you let me know if you know anything?

Lyle, who had leaned down until then, opens his mouth as he had decided.

"The priestly figure that Lord Margils said...... ten years ago, he was definitely one of the eight guardian saints of The Temple of Law, Sherlan Rowm Tuarez, who was just visiting Lauris"

Lyle stunned and terrorized his much bluer face already, adding, "I can't believe it," he said.

It was one topic that didn't pin on me right now, but Lade and Sedam are opening their eyes.

"It's outrageous that the patron saint was a dark worshipper (demonist). The royal law will turn you upside down."

"But Tuarez must be dead"

As for guardian saints and doing things later. In the meantime, I confirmed that the Touarez was officially supposed to have died in the war of loss, and there's no story of him living after that.

"... the roots are probably getting deeper again"

"Oh, that's not all!... the golden wand that Master Tuarez had... that's probably the 'wand of Lauris'!

"... ooh, ooh. Right..."

It was meant to be a light reconnaissance, but it's been a pretty tough exploration. I'm getting a little confused.

No, I'm not weak. Good luck and think for the better.

"That's good. You've come to the mystery of the dark and the devil worshippers."

I couldn't help but snort at Sedham's well-timed remarks.