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

"Ha."

"The Great Wizard Geo Margils is a good man".

I heard Baron Sylvas's reasoning, the Guardian Knight Guider's reaction was dull. Nothing, although the squire may be convinced, should not have had anything to do with the Baron's actions.

"Out of all the rumors about him, I only pulled out the part about interest and thought about it."

The baron swelled his big nostrils and began his explanation with momentum. Speak fast. He's a man who loves to tell others what he thinks.

"He's making alliances and doing a lot of things with the Lellis City Knights of Calvinella and Dwarves... but I don't care what you think, it's damaging."

"Really? Somehow, you look like you can do whatever you want..."

"It all turned out the way he wanted it. To change the way I say, 'From his point of view, I could have made more profit, but I didn't'?"

Even if it's an alliance against the Dark City of Lelis, for example, realistically it means that Geo will unilaterally provide the power (which would be obligatory but insignificant on the part of the City of Lelis, such as providing information about the Dark). This was the most extreme example, but something similar about alliances with other forces. There is no doubt that Geo would have formed a more economically and militarily advantageous alliance if he had been strong in the context of that power.

"Hmm. I think it's kind of suspicious."

"People who put their interests first seem to have a back."

The baron shrugged his shoulders. With him, a clan of rulers. I knew what it meant to let others follow in the context of power and about pleasure.

That's why... How much temptation does Geo Margils endure? I could imagine that.

"It's a realistic way to look at it."

"Well yeah. But what's behind it?

"It's..."

Guider thought with his hands on his forehead. But the Baron does not wait for his answer.

"I think Margils is his' good intentions'. Well, I can only think of it as good intentions because I don't see 'malice'. But that's the best part."

"What is it?

I guess I'm used to the way the baron talks. Guider asked the question without looking particularly dissatisfied. This neighborhood has been a boulder obedience for years.

"Elizabeth, the diplomat, and now Browse's grandfather."

"Oh, you're such a pitiful young lady in the sketchy gaze of Master Sileon"

The other day, the Baron was meeting with Elizabeth, a diplomat at the Castle of Zitheas. Lellis City Review Chair Zato Browse is also present. At that meeting, Elizabeth asked the Baron to cooperate on Gio's Alliance to Protect the Lewis Alliance from the Dark.

"You had no choice because you were so cute... hehe... It's just that she's probably a drool in her heart."

"Ho."

"Well, even if I subtract there, I'm pretty sure that kid is' decent '. Browse's old man, too. The fact that those two trust each other so much means that Margils is' decent 'too."

"Is that so?"

Guider was the face of one thing I'm not convinced of right now. Neither does the Baron dare try to explain it any further. Because in the end it's only 'reasoning'.

"So I'll see Margils in person tomorrow and ask for your help."

"It's called cooperation? Do you want me to cure obesity?

"You're not talking about that right now, are you?"

"So you're going to have Robald exorcised?

"You can't get that far. In the meantime, you can formally declare that you will cooperate with 'me' in front of everyone. If the bastards who can defeat the Dark Legion (Legion) and defeat the Great Lakes Bandit Khalid raid are on their side, so can Robald."

"I see. Got it."

"So we're leaving the mansion now"

"From now on?

A few minutes before Baron Sylvas cemented his determination to escape.

A particularly prominent fortified castle in the city of Sylbus. It is the headquarters of the Knights of Sylvas.

An anger echoed in that command room.

"You haven't heard from Lorg yet!?"

The lord of the anger is Robald the Knight Commander. He is a middle-aged man with a thin black beard on his long skinny body. The black clasp, the knight's coat, and the long sword are all used. He has been the chief of the knights busy with conspiracies lately, but the combat techniques with which he used them are also quite skilled.

Lorg is a merchant in and out of the Knights, but the reality is that he is a liaison to the Sylbus Bandit Guild. The Sylbus Bandit Guild also sent executives and warriors to carry a follow-up report on the Great Lakes Bandit Khalid's Geo Margils raid operation......

"Ha. Not yet..."

"Too late! Too late!

In reply to my men, the face of the Knight Commander goes blue. It should have been better if reports had come that Khalid's large fleet had captured Margils' ship and gained enormous treasures.

Exactly, just because the lake thief got the treasure doesn't mean it's as deep a relationship as some of it comes around Robaldo.

But Margils, who is in agreement with the Baron about the Dark Alliance, says to Sylbus, "Are you coming or not?" For Robald, it's important information about the achievement of ambition.

"After all, Khalid must have failed. Hi, rumors about the Wizard... it seems to have been true"

"I can't believe it...... but that sounds like something you should think about"

Robald nodded with a sinister face at the words of his little fat deputy.

"Think positively here. Is Margils thinking about Operation Lauris Retrieval? I was wondering if I could even mention our glorious martial arts on it."

"You're right. For that matter, would you like the wild pigs to keep you company? No..."

Robald, stroking his pointy jaw, showed his deputy the course of action.

First, contact with Margils before the Baron to gain trust. The role of welcoming the country's guests belonged to the Prime Minister, but interference was possible enough to change the welcome stage somewhat.

Next, in the context of the Baron's meeting with Margils, he plots to crush the face of the Baron. Hopefully, it would be better if the Baron and Margils were to be rude.

"Whatever the first one is… how shall we do the rest?

"... the best thing you can do is use Sylvas' shield. If we do well, we can get rid of the boar at once and show that I'm the man Baron Sylvas deserves."

"Now ask the Bandit Guild to explore the Baron's Mansion"

"Mm-hmm. This is the battlefield. If the bandits cannot be spotted, send a unit of the Knights to the Mansion in the name of security to find a home. Together, just let the baron keep an eye on you."

Robaldo nods at Eagle Deep Fried, pulling his elongated beard and adding another.

"Well, I haven't been able to discover it before. To the extent of good luck if found. Let's use his family order as a sure measure."

"Do you have a family order? Oh, my daughter was engaged recently."

"Capture the daughter. They're betraying us and going to the boar anyway. You can crush it this time."

Between Robald and his deputy, who had been dawning in the struggle for power since he was the previous Baron, that seemed to make sense.

In short, let's take our daughter hostage and pawn the decree.

"Well, you can arrange that. I'll be ready to welcome Margils" lord. "

Knights captain Robald hoisted his lips as he pulled his beard.

When the knights dispatched by the Knights Commander arrived at the main entrance to the Baron's Mansion.

Baron Sylbus and Guider were just opposite the main entrance. Moreover, it is outside the walls surrounding the mansion.

"Good. Well, I made this stuff without even noticing it!

As the baron's daughter-in-law, the escort knight guide said as if he had been spooked. Now, it's not a knight's outfit, it's a thin, dirty hemp outfit in the style of a manual worker. Its clothes, its proud blonde hair, and its neat face are littered with sand.

On his back he carried a large barrel with water. It was a standard water sale appearance in Sylvas.

"Guufu. I didn't know there was a loophole in the kiln (kama) built by the baron on the road, and the Creator (remader) realized it."

The proud baron looked just as thin and dirty in his work clothes as his guide. This one looks great without any discomfort.

Like the Baron said, the other side of the wall was equipped with a large kiln for ceramics. At one time, it was built by a baron who was elaborate on ceramics, but is now overthrown.... and the Baron was digging a loophole in case.

"On top of that, if you disguise yourself as a water seller, the Boncla knights and guards won't be able to find you. That's why we're going."

"Ha ha."

The mainstay, turned into a pair of water sales, began to walk on his feet in a hurry.

Heading there is a ghetto where you can hide yourself until tomorrow. Tomorrow, a Margirus ship will arrive at the harbor. So, the plan is to get into contact with Margirus by being dispersed by day workers.

"You used to hang out around here a lot."

A guide who was even walking with a heavy barrel on his back said, looking nostalgic. The old but clean township is completely coal-fired.

Even Sylbus is a ghetto where manual labourers, despicable people, or often criminals, belong to the lower echelons.

There are no cobblestones or anything else, the roads are bumpy, muddy, and litter and excrement are scattered. The building was also about to collapse with a wooden hut at best.

But even so, it's a city with tens of thousands of people around it. Unless you get sick or imperfect, there's nothing like starving to death. People who go out with each other, even if they are bad, are quite lively...

"... of, was supposed to be. You've changed a lot."

Yes, that's a memory of when Guider and the Baron were boys. The slum environment had deteriorated considerably over the past few years as a result of Robald's continued intervention in politics.

"I knew because I used to have one once in a while. Totally terrible."

The baron grumbles in a grumpy manner as his meagre children and old men walk through a conspicuously narrow street.

Population density The density is also much higher than before. It was also because of the influx of citizens who had lost their property as a result of repeated extraordinary taxes, as well as farmers who had been levied as a workforce.

Nearly a third of Sylvas's population is now pushed into this compartment.

"... when I look at these people, it just feels bad to me."

"Robald must be the bad one"

"Yes, I am. If I'm as strong as my brother, or as smart as my sister..."

Even more grumpy, the baron pounded his tongue in grandeur.

For one thing, resting accommodation to calm down was almost there......

"Hey there fat man!

"Wait!

In front of the Baron and Guider, several men blocked. Everyone had a worn out clothes eaten up working-style, but their eyes are killer.

Plus, men were showing up behind their backs to block the exit.

"What the..."

"Hehe, what is it, sir? Is that water? I'll cheapen you up, won't I?

Guider tried to come forward with the baron covered, but so quickly, the baron began to bow his head to Hecko.

"Is there some idiot who goes out of his way to buy water here!

"Well, leave the water, too."

"Better than that, that means you're fat enough to make money, right? I have it, Mon. Get it out."

"Hey, even if they say so..."

Instead of acting, the baron works his head as he wipes down the sweat that blows out. I had wandered the city and the slums by myself, but this was the first time I had faced any direct danger so far.

The guides are above average knights, but they carry barrels of water, and this difference in numbers makes it hard to fight and win.

Here, it could have been his advantage in some ways not to waste his time trying to find the best hand.

"I have no choice -. This is all my property... now give me a break."

"Whoa!? Whoa!?"

The baron splattered on the soaked ground with several silver coins removed from his nostalgia. It does not extend to gold coins, but it is also a dazzling large sum of money from the workers of the Glades.

"It's a razor!

"Mine!

"It's my money!

"Run."

"Ha."

The men, like starving beasts, jumped on silver coins scattered across the ground. I don't mind getting dirty. I explore the ground, poke other men, pick them up. The barons were vanishing from their brains in an instant.

Of course, the two of them are rushing out with that gap.

"Ha! That's a good hand to talk to!

"That's right, Master Sileon... wasn't it?"

A voice that was immediately murderous was beginning to chase the back of the main subordinate running through a narrow alley. I'd rather go after an obese man who threw it away than a scattered silver coin... there were some men who came to that conclusion.

In addition, other slum dwellers who were disguised as irrelevant also began to change the color of their eyes and chase them around. Well, naturally, it was a natural result.

"Damn!

"How many steps are you walking, please run"

"Run for it. Wow!

Unfortunately, the Baron was as physically fit as he seemed. A guide who runs fine even with a heavy barrel on his back pulls his hand and manages to earn distance from his chaser.

"You're still eating this!

"Money. Ah!

Whenever the chaser approaches, the baron throws silver or gold coins in his hand to blunt those legs. That was an effective means, but it would spread the information that 'fat men are spreading money' across the ghetto.

"There he is. Oh, he's fat!

"Get him. Ooh!

Plus.

"Mother! She said there's fat people spreading money! '' Well! Fat, you mean Baron Wild Pig? '' I don't know, but even fat! 'Or." Looks like there's some fat guy out there throwing silver coins around right now. "" Seriously, let's go get him. "" What's that fat guy? You mean Baron Wild Pig?' etc.

The whole ghetto was in a bit of a panic... festive frenzy.

"What do you say, Fat Boo!

"... hey, damn it"

No matter how much more head-working a baron looks, the proposal doesn't come to mind in this situation. I stuck my tongue out and ran to keep it from falling, so I was at my best.

They even come after the lady with the knife and the children throwing stones.

"There he is!

"Damn it, this way too"

Somewhat, running down an alley close to the general city, my voice echoed again from beyond. Except the Lord of his voice.

"That obese body is definitely, Baron!" Protect "!

"Got it!

It was the knights that Robald sent (essentially to capture) to keep the Baron safe when he found out the mansion was empty. They storm in an unbeatable mood by the men of the Glades.

"Dear Sileon, it's this way!

A guider pulls the baron's arm. From behind, the poor, from the front, the knights. I was just fortunate to have an alley where I could escape to the side.

"Ouch...... No, you're not."

The baron stopped.

"... I'm Baron Sylvas! You guys, those poor people are starting a riot! The aim is the Knights Commander! Seize him now!

"Huh!?"

The knights stiffened for a moment to the baron's shout in front of them. The order you are receiving is to 'escort' the baron's figure. From behind that fat man, the murderous needy are rushing in with a twitch. It does look like a riot.

"And anyway, come here!

"Vagina ah!

"Wow!? What!?"

The Baron acted unexpectedly on a knight who managed to speak out. He threw all the remaining gold and silver coins at the knights.

!?

"That glow is a gold coin!

Countless gold coins and silver coins rolled at the feet of knights who usually didn't even want to get close. The madness of the poor is on the verge of explosion.

"The knights are going to take the money you guys picked up too! Knock it off and get the money!

Fat of the day...... a voice from Baron Wild Pork lit the fire.

"Whoa, whoa! Money!

"You're scared of knights!

"With this money, I can buy my dad booze!

"Damn! Oh, my God, these guys!

"Get out of my way!

The poor...... no. The people who turned into thugs became furious and attacked the knights.

Knight and mob, on the verge of two waves clashing in a narrow alley, the baron and guider of the moment are slipping into the alley.

"Eh, go after the Baron... Around"

"Get out of the way!

"Of fools too! Don't use your sword! This is gonna be a real riot!

Alleys can only be contacted by a few leading people at a time. The knights can't even pull their swords out on boulders and slash them, and they defend and beat them with shields. The mob, which prevailed in momentum, also had no control whatsoever over being beaten by knights or fishing for gold coins at their feet.

"Ha, ha. But Master Sileon, that's outrageous."

"... whoa... whoa... but it must have been!

Barons and guides who nodded in the shadow of a broken wall and finally took a break. Naturally, the guides blame the baron for fanning the poor.

"Yes, okay. Think conveniently. This is a fight! If we get out of Robaldo and I get Margils' help, even those guys will have a little better life!

"Really convenient idea!?"

As a result of Baron Sylvas and his knight guide fleeing the Glades while his whole body was full of muddy moles.

By the next day, almost all the poor had turned into thugs, occupying half of the city and as far as the harbour.

It was a group of port workers who were particularly used for low wages that barricaded the entrance and exit of the port and the city.

Somehow, they said, 'Defeat the tyrant Wild Pig Baron!' And so on and so forth.

Not to mention the confusion of the merchant or fishing boat that stopped by.

The same applies to the merchant vessels rented out by Geo Margils, which entered the port 'on schedule' on this date.

Out on deck, the wizard shrugged watching the hustle and bustle of the harbor and the city.

"What do you want to happen?