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

As a patron saint, the Dark Priest Tuares performed a ritual ten years ago to resident his own spirit "outside".

It is an unusual act of sewing one's body into the trunk of a sacred tree and using the magic of the sacred tree in The Cane of Lauris.

As a result, the ritual was successful.

Tuarez had enough power to communicate his will to the Dark King or to interfere with the memory and will of the Dark King.

Through the Dark King, he said, he was even able to lead the Darks who occupied Lauris to some extent.

However, the spirit of Touarez has gone 'outside'. Physically, he is an abandoned man. In other words, as a patron saint, he was practically dead.

Naturally, his apparent workplace, the Temple of the Law, became a lot of noise (in the official view of the Temple of the Law, though it is assumed that Tuares fought and fell to protect people from the dark flock).

Incidentally, a large number of dark worshippers (demonstrators) are also lurking in the present Temple of the Law, but they say no one holds the status of a 'saint' level.

If Tuarez had had enough time, things would have gotten worse. Thinking of it like that, the old magician Argan's struggle is a mind-blowing thought.

Either way, Touarez, who was working "outside," was also defeated by me two months ago. Apparently.

The Dark Worshipers (demonstrators) realized that Tuarez's instructions from "outside" were completely gone and that they were different due to the changes in Lauris' darkness.

That's why Zarzam, the Slade-based priest closest to Lauris, came to the investigation.

"… this is what general information involves Touares and Lauris"

After the death of the High Priest, Zarzam, the top executive of the Dark Worshipper (Demonist), said flat.

……

"Well what? Good for you, huh?

Speak up for now to Lade and Sedam, who match indescribably subtle faces.

"Good, huh? Well, I guess so."

……

Sedam seemed to have managed to convince herself, groaning as she stroked her jaw. Meanwhile, those with big bumps (rades) are still distorting their mouths.

"... there will be others. The priests."

"Oh, yeah."

I also asked Zarzam about the three priests who were supposed to be alive.

The Hoban Priest of the Kingdom of the North (Schrendal) is currently working as an executive of the Bandit Guild in the Holy Capital, and he plans to increase the number of believers from among the dignitaries in the Holy Capital through the Bandit Guild.

As for the two remaining, Zarzam didn't know anything about it, except that Welsun had the name Sirail and that he was in the West and East.

"We were almost individually active, except when instructed to do so by Tsares. We know very little about distant people."

Zarzam said with great sorrow.

Evil people...... or it's pretty compelling when you get that look on the evil side.

"Spit out all the information on Hoban with the men remaining in the slad for now. Then I'll kill you."

"Dude..."

Reid declared to Zarzam extremely clerically. I forgive him as I slap a piece of his armor on his cheek.

It's coming, or this problem.

Zarzam will never forget his loyalty to me until the spell is broken. If you order me not to hurt another person again, I will protect it for the rest of my life.

But that doesn't mean that the evil he's done so far will be written off.

If this is just a prisoner, it's the same as in the case of all the thieves.

"Actually, the problem, because Zarzam's personality as a priest is like he's already dead..."

"So you want forgiveness? No sympathy."

"No, there's that too..."

Executing Zarzam staring at this one with his loyal (golden glowing) eyes doesn't really hurt my conscience a bit either. I also have that......

"I'm guessing that guy listens to anything Margils orders, right? Why don't you let me help you hunt for your dark worshipper?

Sedam stroking his jaw suggested slightly depressingly. That's what I hesitated to do. Maybe you said it on my behalf.

"Don't be ridiculous."

"No, even your favorite witch (Kanagi) prophecy in the first place was using the dark, wasn't it? Given the efficiency, there's no more convenient collaborator than this one, is there?

……

To explain the rational sedam, Rade bit his back teeth and turned that way.

I've been kind of figuring out lately that when he takes this attitude, he generally 'understands'.

"Like Sedham said, can we help you hunt your men and colleagues?

"If it is the command of my God, Lord Margils, I will be glad!

"Let's not."

In the end, Rade nodded with a critical toothpick.

The three of us put Zarzam on standby and decided to discuss the future.

"Well, you've got a lot of new knowledge, and you've seen what needs to be done."

"Hmm?"

When I turn to the water, Sedham even lines up 'things to do'.

Purifying the sacred tree of Lauris, which was made a 'god' in the ritual of Tuarez.

Disposing of the mummy of Tuarez and recapturing the 'Wand of Lauris'.

To return to Lellis immediately thereafter and begin preparations for the Raulis recapture.

To ask the warring tribes to keep Zarzam and hunt the priests of the kingdom of the north (Shrendal) the dark worshippers (demonists).

Stop talking to the Lyles for a moment so that information that will have a major impact on the public, such as who Tuarez is, is not diffused.

"Well this is the place?

"............... right"

"Are you asleep?

"No, she said she's awake."

The rad poked my shoulder a little late nodding at Sedham's suggestion. I almost hit him that it was his power, though close to.

"I think that's good. Tomorrow morning, let's 'get ready' for the spell we need."

Perhaps it is the spell of the "Curse Break" that lifts the effect of the ritual applied to the sacred tree.

As Baron Corbal has died, the sacred tree is also in danger of dying out or collapsing, but well it would be better than leaving it like this.

It's just an overdue schedule, and we need to get back to the city of Lellis and resume preparations for not only the recapture of Lauris, but also the Lewis Grand Conference.

As for Zarzam's stature, let's leave it to the Rade and the Ear-Eyed Soldiers War Thieves.

And my head was right around about such realistic behavior.

…………

But to be honest, many parts of my brain were being mobilized to take the shock I had just suffered.

Calm down. I know. Both this emotion and its' how to deal with it '.

"The World of Crops" and "The Story of Proceeding to God's Script Street".

'The Truth about the World', which Zarzam spoke of, was noticed by a dark worshipper (demonist).

Sedham and Lade had heard with faces like 'Huh' and 'Asshole', but I had an idea of a guy who felt something similar.

"If you had a gamemaster, you'd have a pretty bad personality"

"If this is TRPG, it's an important NPC we'll definitely meet in the future."

"Scenarios of the adventures that put the fate of the world we are challenging"

That's right. It's me.

Of course, I didn't mean to seriously confuse the game with reality. But didn't you think, "If this is TRPG," "This is a flag," and so on?

No, actually, there was talk like that on modern Earth.

It is the so-called 'simulated reality hypothesis'.

'In a virtual world built by the world on computers by aliens (or God or a different dimension), its inhabitants, man, are only AI'.

Or.

"In fact, you are living in a tank, losing your body in an accident and only your brain. The world you think exists is a fantasy created by the electrical signals sent into your brain '.

I can't help trying to scientifically deny these hypotheses if they say, 'No, that's because that's just how the virtual world is done'.

I also thought about it quite a bit when I was younger or when I heard these hypotheses.

Especially when I was a boy, I also felt Zarzam and Tuarez but quite a bit of nothingness.

Of course, that kind of thing doesn't stop being sumptuous before the one called 'reality', which just comes into its own world with no objection to being alive.

That's not why the very logic of the 'simulated reality hypothesis' disappears.

In fact, earlier I was overwhelmed by Zarzam's 'awareness', albeit for a moment. 'Oh, did you,' he said.

By and large, I know that a paranormal phenomenon can occur in a convenient place called "Transworld Metastasis".

'This world (Sedia) is a virtual space created in your brain by the' Watchdogs' ', even if they say…… undeniably.

"Hey. What happened just now?

"Eh!?

"Aren't you a little tired?

I was silent on the top of the Buddha and he slapped me in the back with his stupid big palm.

Sedam is also peering in a little worried from the side of the rade.

As I look at them, my past self and present thoughts converge.

"No, it's nothing, Konoyarrow."

Small poke to strengthen the flank of the rade in return, but this fist just hurt.

It was now neat in my head working the mess and all sorts of thoughts.

Nothing, I'm not talking about 'there's no way such good people are virtual' or anything like that.

I could only chew the doctrine of a dark worshipper (demonist) myself and clearly deny it to myself.

I don't remember how many years ago.

One day, when I remembered the simulated reality hypothesis, "Speaking of which, there was talk of that," it was "what to do" that I was getting to when I felt no disgust or nothingness at all like I used to.

Ever in my life, ever since I came to this world (Sedia). The choice I've been worried about, my will itself, is mine alone.

Even if "the world is the crop" was true, it only explains the "how" my will arises, and it has nothing to do with "authenticity" or "value".

It would seem cheap to put it into words, but the 'sense of reality', backed up by the experience we have lived for forty-two years, also weighs a lot.

".................. um. Convinced."

I nodded with satisfaction that my conclusions had not been skewed, approximating Sedam and Lade, who looked at each other with great suspicion.