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

"Teresa, get down! Let me tell you something, you're going to be the official ruler of Sylbus.

Setting up a lofty pose like a stage actor, Baron Sylvas exclaimed.

People now go to great lengths for the appearance of young people collecting disgust from Sylvas citizens all by themselves.

"Why is Baron Wild Pig here?!?"

I knew the Knights would have caught me.

"Who are you talking about as a formal ruler?

"... no way the Knight Commander!?"

People turn to each other about unexpected events and embark on a quest to see how their gaze looks at the barons and knighthood chiefs on stage.

I guess the knights and soldiers guarding the Great Square are becoming deterrent, nothing to rampage on. Even the most rampant, everything is difficult in a confused situation.

"So, Baron! What the hell do you mean?!?"

"Lord Knights...... please explain!

The chief clergyman and each guild master, who sat side by side with Robald the Knight Commander, also asked for an explanation just as spoken. This is also natural.

"Hehe. Of course! Listen to me!

Excellent, the Knights leader with the face waved his arms wide and silenced the crowd.

"Baron Sylvas here has inherited that position from his predecessors for months! Leave me alone about the people, about Sylvas, and drown in alcohol! I tormented everyone with heavy taxes and military service on a whim!

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Up to this point, it is widely believed information in Sylbus. The leading men and crowds in line sip and wait for the words of the Knights.

"For my loyalty to the Baron family, too, I have obeyed the Baron's orders while I was in pain! But that's the limit too! Not only is the baron incompetent, but the wizard there for his private lust... no, he tried to sell Margils the position of a con man, the town of Sylvas!

……!?

The Knights chief stuck his finger at Margirus and made a high charge. Also, a statement that I wouldn't make a prediction. People stare at the wizard with their fingers.

……

The con artist, called Margils, had not disputed, but stood holding on to the black-painted wand. The same goes for diplomats leaning in. That attitude makes the Knights Commander certain persuasive in his words.

"We can no longer entrust this wild boar with the reign of Sylbus! I convinced him... to inherit the Baron position here today!

"And Ri!

The Baron nods loudly and again to the declaration of the Commander of the Regiment again.

"Wait, Knights Commander Robald Zabel! Do you think such tyranny would be tolerated?!?"

"Knock."

I stood up here and heard a voice sharply denouncing the Knights Commander. It's Filine, your lady with a plump silhouette.

Robald's face is ugly and distorted by the way the 'beloved' woman shelters Margils.

"Dear Philinee... you are also being deceived by this con man. I'll show you proof of that right away."

"Proof?"

Filine and the people saw Margirus again, not expecting the words of the captain. That moment.

"Ugh."

"Wow, my you!?"

Margils, wrapped in a luxurious decorative robe, pressed his chest and knelt. Stay put, fall onto the stage without force, and nod. A blonde diplomat reached the body in a desperate shape.

"Ugh... kuh, kuh..."

"My you!? Hold on!

"Robaldo... you, are you poisoning the wizard!?"

Filine, who saw a wizard moaning as she lay down her face, blued her face. Robaldo, on the other hand, is good at things like that.

"It was a sobering hand. But it was necessary to uncover who this guy was. Come on, wizard? Can you magically cure any poison or disease? Aren't you afraid of poison to that extent?

In the city of Lellis, it was rumoured that Margils had saved the chancellor of the review, who was about to be poisoned. People and powerful people are also complacent about how Margils suffers unnecessarily on the stage.

"... hey, are you sure you're a fraud, not a wizard?

"You were talking about poison."

Elizabeth, kneeling to shelter the fallen Margils, looks to 'kick' and the Knight Commander.

"Coward! Give me the antidote now! No, your clergyman!

"Wow, it's me!?"

Elizabeth pointed a red eye hoisted like a blade, from Robald to the chief cleric. It is an impending force. Even the clergyman, who watched him softly, tries to stand up.

"Stay, have a seat"

A guard knight standing behind him held that shoulder down disappointingly. The same is true of the other powerful men.

"Ku, kuru -"

"Right or right. If you want to confess your sins and beg forgiveness, you can save your life. I've got this! Hey!"

"Ha!

The Baron handed the silver disc he was carrying… the shield of Sylbus to the Knights Commander without hesitation. The Knights chief laughs greatly and overheads a treasure that can also be described as a symbol of Sylvas' power.

"This Silvas shield can neutralize any poison! If you want to kneel down to me, you can help me!?"

"All - you cowards... - Ugh"

"Wah, my you!? Sure!

Margils managed to raise his face. Its unchallenged voice interrupts. A worryingly leaning diplomat seemed to be pushing the silver wand in his subtle hands aside, but from the crowd it was a dead end.

"Ho ho... ok... I swear to support the Orthodox Baron..."

"Ha ha! That's wise, 'Wizard'!

The Baron was sure of the victory. Looking down at the painful Margirus, he turns to Sylvas' shield. The magic appliances of this world (Sedia) can also be handled, as well as anything special, besides magicians. One of its special magic tools, the shield of Sylvas emits a clean white light and illuminates the fallen Margils...... but.

"Ho ho! Whoa! Whoa!

"Ahhh!? My you!

Margils never seemed to recover. On the contrary, red and black liquid erupts from the gap in the hand that holds the mouth down.

"What? Surely Sylbus' shield should be up and running. Margils! It's ugly this time of year! Stop pretending it's not working!

"Ugh, ho, ho."

Even if Robald yells in frustration, Margils just coughs flashly. People were drawn to one sight after another on the stage.

"Why isn't Margils cured? Is the Knights Commander willing to kill me after all?

"No, but that's not how it feels..."

"Doesn't Robaldo deserve to use Sylvas' shield?

In fact, there is no particular qualification or condition for using Sylvas' shield. Because that's the kind of magic equipment. But people want a reason for what's happening in front of them.

It would also be a natural reaction to find mystical properties in the artifact, a symbol of an urban state called Sylvas.

And furthermore, unexpected events happened for both the Knights Commander and the people.

"What the hell is this... Ugh!?"

"What's up...... ho!?"

"Gu... oh no..."

The priests and guild masters who remained in captivity held their chests and coughed.

"What!?"

"Commander of the Knights!... Are you... Grr!? Not even me...?

The knights and the chief of the knights are stunned. Even the Chancellor, who raised his voice of condemnation, shall not fall apart.

"Even the clergyman or guild master!?"

"Is our master dying?!?"

"Is the Knights Commander going to kill all the leading men in town!?"

It would also be natural for the crowd to drink and watch to judge so.

"Robald! I've looked down! Now, treat all of you!

There, there goes the Rin voice of Filinee. People's consciousness has been completely fixed 'in that direction'.

It is an unexpected streak to come here, even to Robald, the Knight Commander.

The poison was used by assassins who ordered the Bandit Guild to mix it up with a single performer. Let Margils, who poisoned him, swear allegiance, and planned to save him with a shield from Sylvas. To impress that I am the ruler by using a shield, the symbol of Sylvas. Of course, the plan was to have the Baron declare his concession as soon as it was.

Even Margils and the Baron would have to give in, not in the eyes of the chief clergyman or the guild masters...

"This is, no. Misunderstood!"

"Robaldo. Well, uh!

A round shadow clung to the foot of the wandering Knights Commander. It is Baron Sylvas. Trembling the giant, the baron looked up at the captain with a face messed up with tears and snot.

"Shh, excuse me -! I wanted to poison these guys, as you ordered! Only my sister! Only on my sister, I couldn't poison her! Forgive me. No!

"What do you say!?"

A cry that sounds good to Baron Sylvas's yawn further accelerates people's suspicions. I don't even think of the idea that a falling rating for the Baron is such a conspiracy of the Baron.

"Ho, ho! Lo, Lord Robald... you were going to kill us all...?"

The priests turn their eyes full of amazement, fear and anger to the Knights Commander.

The crowd, the powerful, even the knights believed that this was a knight captain's conspiracy. The poison to which the powerful men were drunk was served by the dancer Alil, regardless of the commander's plan.

"Oh yea... this, betrayal too!

"Huh!?"

Robald kicked Baron's obesity in rage. Keep pulling out the long sword on your hips and slashing it.

"Buha eh!?"

The baron with his back slashed wanders around on the stage, though.

The eyes that looked at the Knights of the People were already cold out. Anyway, the word is definitive now. "Betrayal too".

"The Knights chief tried to poison [all] the leading men on stage, but the baron did not do so only to 'betray' Philinee".

That had become the common perception of the human being in this great square.

"Whatever it takes, it's too harsh!

"I didn't know you were going to poison Master Filine!

"Isn't the Knight Commander the same as a wild boar!

The crowd surrounding the stage raised their anger. The knights and soldiers in security are also the extremes of confusion.

"So, Captain!? What the hell am I supposed to do!?"

I guess I can't keep up with the rapidly unfolding situation. The deputy director had a confused face. Nevertheless, the captain, Robald, remains very much the same.

"Gu... oh, my goodness...! You did this!?"

It was Margils who slowly stood up, pointing the bloody long sword at him.

"Though I have done nothing. Either way, your sins are heavy. Surrender, my lord."

"Hi-ha! Heh, heh! Fuhihihi!

It was a voice I didn't think was suffering from poison. The baron's cough-mixed mockery at it struck Robald's confused brain one last time.

"If this happens, I don't know the procedure! I will rule this town with my power! No!"

Yankee shit is a superb order too. But still, it seemed to have had the effect of breaking the confusion of a heavily trained knight.

The knights on stage pull out their swords almost reflexively. The sorcerer also lists the Great Wizard's Wand (Wizardry Stuff) as a hack.

"Damn!?"

On the shoulder of the sorcerer stands an arrow that flies from somewhere. A magician who is intolerant of his own suffering removes his wand and kneels.

It was the adventurer Sedham who released the arrow. He was lurking on the roof of the mansion overlooking the Great Square. Just in case, whine small as you connect the two arrows.

"Oh, boy. You're finally here."

"Absolutely. Why am I (I) behind this..."

Blonde beauty (Crawla) muttering stupidity in tune with Sedam made the knights on stage one after the other uncombatable with ice arrows.

"Captain......!

"Yeah, what are you doing! All hands out the sword! Kill everything that stands in my way!

There are also a large number of knights and soldiers under the stage. Robald withers his throat and screams. There.

"Gyooooooooooo!"

A roar of giant beasts descended from heaven.

At the same time, it was the red dragon that glided through the night sky and across the Great Square. It is a dragon that Margils had created in advance with a spell.

"What the heck!?"

"It's a dragon. Ah!

No knights, no citizens. People just scream and run away at one out of common sense event after another.

"Gentlemen! Don't worry! That dragon is my servant!

A wizard's voice reached the confused people.

"Gyowo......!

The red dragon was swirling over the Great Square with occasional roar. People who have understood that apparently it is not to be attacked look up at it as if it were a disillusionment.

"Well. Lord Commander. It's time to give that shield of sylvas to its rightful owner?

"You think he's an authentic owner?

"Huff-hip! Oh, yeah! The rightful owner of the shield, worthy of Baron Sylvas in all his abilities and personality... on Sister Filinee!

The bloody and groaning baron said pleasantly. It was plundering, but its voice sounds powerful.

"Hey Philine-sama!?"

"Excuse me!"

Suddenly, one knight reaches out from behind the Knights Commander and takes Silvas' shield.

"Ki, you... Around!?"

Robald naturally waves up his sword. But a warrior of alien armor, who also suddenly appeared, beat down Robald with one blow.

Knights are guiders, warriors are rades. [Transparency (Invisibility)] disappeared and waited on stage from the beginning.

Guider respectfully offers Silvas' shield to your lady...... Philinee.

……

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People, knights and soldiers shifted their attention from dragons to filineries.

The same goes for the prime ministers and powerful men who were spitting blood. For some reason, the symptoms of the poison seemed to be weakening.

... The truth is that all they drank was just a weak respiratory paralysis poison (by the way, it was Elizabeth who provided that poison that was ideal for pseudosis).

They all understood what was being done now. This is the inheritance ceremony for Baron Sylvas.

"... the position of baron inherited from his original ancestors and protected by his father and brother. Take it with care."

Filine received her shield with a solemn face. Overhead, the divine white light spreads, healing the wounds of the powerful men who were still coughing and the bloody baron.

"Ooh... the miracle of Sylvas' shield!

"From now on, Master Filine is the ruler of this town!

"Now you're safe!

To Philinese's words, people raised their voices of joy.

The knights seemed anxious, but all they could do was silence in front of the captain, who had been beaten down and passed out.

"In the name of the wizard Geo Margils. Congratulations to Miss Filine Silvas on her succession to the Baroness!

To the voice of the wizard, the joyful voltage increased even further.

"Heh, heh. By the way, treat me quickly... don't..."

The Baron's fine voice was dismissed by the voice of joy.

Well, I didn't die.