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

"Long live Margils! Long live Margils!

I thought I yelled, "Long live Lauris."

As far as I can see from the command post about five meters high, nearly two thousand soldiers, warriors and accompanying merchants are calling my name in unison. When I stared, there were quite a few that were crying.

... Well for once, it would be a good thing from the purpose of making my position strong in the Lewis Alliance.

In the meantime, there were other immediate concerns.

"Master Margils!

"Les, Lord Raitier...... shall we calm down? Shall we settle down for once?

"Mm-hmm. Master Margirus!

Yes, a beautiful princess is attacking me with a passionate kiss.

He hurries and tries to let go of his body, but Laytier hugs me in the balls with an arm he doesn't see.

"What is wrong with you!? It's Chew, Chew!

There's nothing wrong with you or these things.

I guess you're losing sight of me because of the emotion that ten years of refugee life is over and you can go home. The blue eyes have a heart mark floating (that looks like it), and they boldly push their rich breasts. Even if that's good, stick your lips out like an octopus and say, 'Chew it! What about shouting' etc.

It just looks like elementary school.

Well, thanks to that, I can also say that I was able to maintain reason.

"No, that's why I'm restless!

"Muggle no!

Without stopping, I hold the princess's face with one hand, but there is never any sign of a return to sanity. Still, you don't look good with a princess.

"Yes, hey, good for you!

"This is the first time in history that we have won so much! hahahaha"

……

The coalition heavy towns and civilians at the command post are desperately trying to ignore this one. He was sighing as if he were frightened, such as Commander Sodern next door.... Well, if you try them, you naturally don't want to get involved.

Fortunately, when I was hugged, I was blind from the soldiers under the command post thanks to a great deal of grace and retreat...

"Hey, princess! I don't know!

"Wow... Lady Laytier..."

Only Ms Perryshra and the Lyle youth have spoken out to silence the princess, but they don't have ears to listen to.

……

There was a glittering crawler ahead of me when I looked for rescue.

... This is an angry face. I'm familiar with it.

"Get away from me because it's good. It's dangerous, isn't it?

"Ooh! Look, I told you myself because nobody's gonna tell you, but I'm still pretty cute with these, and they have big tits, right?

Oh, a blue muscle floated on Crawler's forehead. Blue muscles look so clear......

The Great Wizard's Wand (Wizardry Stuff) in Her Hand Sprays Fire, Or Will My Ear Be Pulled Thousand Cuts? In front of me freezing my spine, Crawla roughly raised one hand beside her face...... "Patchouli" rang.

At that moment, behind a princess sticking out her lips like an octopus, there was a shadow like some mysterious woman, Dark Elf.

"Look, if you're here now... hehe"

The shadow promptly compressed and stunned the princess's carotid artery, jumping down the command post and running away as she took on its body in a flowing motion. … is less than a second early.

……

What's wrong with this?

I was on the spot, I felt like I heard the hearts of everyone but Crawler. Naturally, it's also a crawler that sweeps away the atmosphere.

Pampers!

She bangs her hands and tells them in a high and clear voice. It's as true as nothing happened.

"Come on, ladies and gentlemen! The internment of war dead in the treatment of the wounded, a record of war merit! It's a pile of things to do! After a paragraph... it's a feast!

The feast began at dusk.

I still can't get into a raulis of dead bodies. The venue is a suburban flat. Large bonfires are set up all over the place and food is brought into large quantities of booze.

Soldiers become circles everywhere without any relation to their respective affiliations, juggling alcohol, singing and dancing aloud. The merchant who had accompanied the army walked here selling his hobbies, and the bard played cheerful music.

I was offered a high VIP seat as the 'Alliance Lord' and sat there pompous.

Sodern, who is supposed to sit in the seat of commander-in-chief next to him on the left, seems to be running around at random when the affairs of confirming his battle merit are not over. Next to my right, Princess Leitia was going to sit down... but I don't see her anywhere.

By the way, Crawler and Sedham, too, are being chased and absent by post-war processing clerical work.

"Respect the Great Wizard, Master Margils!

"Thank you, and thank you for your medal."

In front of me, a troop leader from some city spoke proudly of his work and honored me. I don't remember a few more. This seems to be like the custom of a victory feast, regardless of the formal merit award.... even at the company's annual meeting and so on, I put booze around the executives in great order, but it would be similar to that one.

"Dear Margils, I congratulate you very much"

"Uhm."

The next person standing before me was a merchant, not a commander or soldier. Very ordinary middle-aged man, but oddly stylish.

"... Lord. This man is a secret detective from the North."

Soon Leiha whispered to me, holding back behind my back. I see.

"Unknown to my direct employer, but I will look into it if ordered."

To the words of Laiha that follow, I sneak to shake my head.... thanks to her, I knew there were secret detectives from everywhere (...) among the merchants and whores who accompanied the coalition. After washing all the way to those qualities, even the "(Heikluus) clan who makes the plot a business" becomes overworked.

As long as there's no action from over there, we're already abandoned. Leave it.

"My name is Shad, and I'm a stubborn sweetheart in the city of Soleil. We are proud to have been part of a great venue called the Retrieval of Lauris for a lifetime."

"Thanks.... but sweetness is unusual"

Normally, I was unintentionally speaking up when I thought that a secret detective at a time like this would disguise himself as a more common industry. A merchant named Shad (a spy) smiles with a seemingly loving grin.

"Ladies and gentlemen, in the battle against the dark, I will drain your spirit. I thought it would be a little comforting to say something sweet."

"I see."

"Thanks to you, I made money. … I wish you would accept this as a token of your gratitude and respect for Margils."

Shad was respectful and offered a small decorated crate. I nodded, so Rayha quickly advances in and receives the box.

"... ugh"

"Lord, there is no abnormality"

I guess you hadn't noticed Reyja kneeling behind my back, Shad was making me pull his face for a moment. I hope this makes you realize the difference in character from Laiha and stop thinking about the extras.

"Well, this looks delicious. Thankful."

The contents of the box received from Reykha were beautiful sugar confectionery in colour. I don't really like sweet things myself, but my Zytheas Castle is a castle with Woman Power. Crawla, Laiha likes sweetness, too, and you've got a good souvenir for Mora and the boys and girls waiting in Ryushuk.

"Dear Margils, I have no further honor as a sweetener"

"Let's also thank the brave warriors for the peace they have given us"

The other guy is a spy, but it wouldn't be a lie if he contributed as a sweetheart either. I truly thanked him for it.

"... Horrible! Somehow Master Margils will be slow, King of Lauris, and King of Leus, and even Sedia herself will be in control! To such a great man..."

……

"... hi?

A lot of words.

It would be a mere social decree, but the king of Lauris is now forbidden. Advice, I feel the atmosphere of Reykha behind me sword swallowing all at once.

... No, just a social dictionary?

"There seems to be a misunderstanding."

Shad sweats cold when he realizes Reiha's killing spirit. I took control of that Leiha with one hand, and then I spoke to him.

"Are you misunderstanding?

"Oh. That's the same misconception as a lot of things.... my purpose is to protect people from the dark, that's all. For the sake of my companions, it was necessary to interest one country…"

I found Shad swallowing saliva with his sawdust. Perhaps he also said that on purpose because he wanted to hear it ahead of him. Work enthusiasm.

"That's enough. I have no desire to be anything more than King Lauris or King Lewis."

"Sa, is it the left...... Excuse me..."

Shad clearly looked relieved. I don't know how great the Kingdom of the North (Schrendal) is behind him, but I want you to tell him properly.

Nearly ten people have since exchanged voices with the commanders, one soldier, and the secret detectives. Finally, when the flow was interrupted and I took a breath, I realized there was one.

Speaking of which, I don't see any warriors.

To the rades and his immediate warriors. I know the ear soldiers are pulling into the tent reserved for us. But more than a hundred warriors led by Campbellis are nowhere to be found as far as we can see. They're so prominent, I can't possibly overlook them.

"They are not taking part in the feast. On the contrary, it looks like he's going to leave tonight."

Reykha just eared me.

Honestly, the best fighters in terms of combat (excepting me) are not at the feast of victory? Speaking of them, that's it, but don't do anything here. That would be what 'allies' disqualify.

I walked out of the ballroom and took only Laiha to the Battle Clan campsite.

By the time we got there, we were already on the verge of withdrawing. At times like this, their assembled mobile dwellings are strong. No, I guess it's originally an assembly ceremony for that.

As I approached, de flashy armor welcomed me as a matter of course. It's General Camberlis.

What was slightly surprising was that the other warring tribes also paid their respects on one knee. A few months ago, they were on the verge of hunting me. That's emotional as far as I'm concerned.

"Can I help you?

Camberlis is as succinct as ever. Of course, there's no animosity in the brunette's stern face.

"Hmm."

I'm here to invite you to a banquet, that's a tough vibe to say. Is it the flux they chose not to interact with society in general......

... No, I see.

It's not a big deal.

"So what?

I say to Campbellis, and to the warring tribes, with a light interpretation.

"Thank you for helping me recapture Lauris. Thanks."

…… Right. "

The Battlemaster of Hundred Wars Smelt nodded slightly distorted the edges of his lips. Hi, I hear you're going to smile.

"Thank you."

"That great wizard..."

"... Shit"

From the warriors who refrained behind Campbellis, a small blur arose.

Some stared at me as surprised, turning away uncomfortably.

"I didn't do it to thank you."

Camberlis said in a heavy voice that often passes. It was more like letting the warriors in the back hear it than me.

Yes, they fought under their will and the law. Everything should be treated equally and fairly.

Just assume that. It would be on my own for me to thank them.

"I know. It's just a matter of feelings."

"The world doesn't know you're going to say that."

"That's my dialogue..."

We looked at each other somehow.

He seemed overwhelming when we first met. I feel like I feel a little...

There.

"Hey! You guys, no!

"Hey, wait a minute!

The voices of men I didn't know sounded.

Look, a dozen soldiers had just walked in with booze and food in their hands. It's a much busier crowd. ragged and even those who are pulling their luggage.

What? What?

"What can I do for you!?

The warriors get up as surprised and call them off.

From a closer look, soldiers are miscellaneous in composition, such as good militias, mercenaries, and soldiers from various cities.

"No, not as good as it sounds."

A representative magnificent soldier opened his mouth. Everyone smiles, including him, and he doesn't seem to be here to sell fights.

"I heard you were on your way home. I was hoping you could at least take home some souvenirs."

"Yes, yes!

"I guess there's nothing in the bravest unit!

"I brought you some good meat!

"And booze, of course!

The luggage the soldiers pulled was loaded with booze and preferences for the victory celebration, apparently. I came all this way to give it to the warriors.

"... we will not receive any reward for the ghost hunt"

"Huh?"

Camberlis said pale. Exactly, the friendly soldiers also look up. This is too hard on boulders. I was just about to give you a word of advice.

"But if it's a gift from a warrior (...), I'd love to have it"

"Huh!?

The warrior general of the alien armor paid a surprisingly respectful tribute to the soldiers. On the contrary, the soldiers are more breathtaking.

"Oh, even if it's that hard"

"Right! Yes, you're one of those guys I fought with!

Though inexorable, the soldiers who regained their smiles handed over 'gifts' to the warring tribes.

"... duh, guys"

"If the General of War says... let's have it"

"Oh, it looks delicious."

The warriors also receive liquor, food, confectionery, etc. as somewhere lit.

"Ever since I met you, don't let anything funny happen to you"

"Is that annoying?

"... no"

Me and Camberlis stare at soldiers and warriors who interact with each other.

"We go back north. The ex-bbishop is sticking it out for me."

I would be referring to Zarzam, an executive of the Dark Worshipper (Demonist) I made servant with the spell of [Spiritual Dominance (Mind Control)]. He takes advantage of the position that he is also the eunuch of the Great City Slade of the Kingdom of the North (Schrendal) and cooperates in the dark worshipper (demonist) hunt of the warring tribes.

"Sounds good, huh? In a few more years, you'll complete the warring tribe's mission, won't you?

"I hope so."

He said, "What did he say? There are three remaining priests of the Dark Worshiper (Demonist). Especially the priest who plays the master of the Bandit Guild in the Kingdom of the North (Schrendal)."

"Right..."

"To be honest, don't worry about the East either. There's still prey left."

The face of the warlord, whining, was faceless. Maybe he also feels the weight of the mask 'General of War', as I do.

"As soon as the founding of Zytheas comes to a close, I'll help you too"

"... thank you. Master Kanagi wanted to see you too. We'll invite you back to the Inn."

Yes, "The Woman Who Keeps Knowledge" and the witch (Kanagi), who is a true elf, will also have to meet again.

It's not just the warriors. I still have a pile to do, too.

"I'd like to show my son a world where there are no ghosts or devil worshippers (demonstrators) if possible."

"!? You have a son? I mean, are you married!?

"Is it bad to have a wife?

Soldiers and warriors watched strangely as the warrior general and the Great Wizard began a tremendous public discourse bringing together the mighty men of the warring tribe.