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

The Lewis Grand Conference has finally begun.

The Great Hall of the Central Good Civil Army Command is laid with fine carpets and the walls are decorated with tapestries depicting the crest and history of the forces to which they belong. The desks for the meetings were arranged in a circular fashion, and the carpet just in the centre was embroidered on Lake Lewis.

I loosely watch the meetings go by in the seats between Princess Leitia and Commander Sodern, the heavy townsfolk of the Lius Alliance.... No, well, that's what I pretend to be. For this day, I've been doing that and this (...) for almost three months. If it is to be clear in a few hours whether everyone's hard work so far will be rewarded... my throat is already crisp.

Nevertheless, I was in a hurry late last night when information came in that 'a messenger from the Kingdom of the North (Schrendal) is about to make a hell of a demand in a meeting'.

It was the Sylbus bandit Aryl who told me that. I'm not sure what it's all about, but she's now in a position like Lewis' Bandit Guild and Liaison with us. So this information has also been distracted by the bandits.

I didn't have time, and I wasn't quite sure what to do. I was just wondering if my magic or Reich technology would make me a 'sudden sickness' if I had to... Silon, the former Baron Sylvas, gave me a name to convince me. The messenger hasn't entered the venue yet...... according to a report from the Dark Elves, he was able to get into Viscount Paulinen, a good thing messenger. People like this who can negotiate like backgammon are invaluable. I solicited him to my people. My eyes were certain.

By the way, I am also sending Elizabeth to the messengers of the Kingdom of the West (Rainddal) just in case.

"… and that concludes our report on the dark damage of the year"

"Uhm......"

"I don't know, this..."

Reports on the number of occurrences and damage caused by the dark were completed, aggregating information from the cities. The hall squeaks. There have been more than two dozen raids of the dark, large and small. There are more than a thousand victims. He also said that one village had been wiped out. The number of cases itself seems to be considerably higher than the 10-year average from the 'War of Loss'. And the heavy towns that dwell in it will look worse. Neither do I.

Thereafter, changes in tax amounts between cities, amendments to fine treaties, and business-as-usual reporting followed faintly. Should I still say? Little by little, but the price of food is rising… there seems to be a situation where production is no longer keeping pace with population growth.

It is somehow apparent from the various reports that it would be a question of the balance of resources allocated to food production, rather than simply being inefficient in production. The Dark One doesn't know when and where to begin to manifest and raid. It is also a vicious cycle of increasing farmland to prepare for the darkness, and increasing all the costs of keeping soldiers at bay.

The leaders in line must have noticed that, too, it was an increasingly dark look.

Two apostles from the Kingdom of the North (Schrendal) and the Kingdom of the West (Rainddal) entered, and the atmosphere remained unchanged about the seats.

At the time of admission, Sileon, who was slightly behind Viscount Paulinen, looked terrific, so he seemed to be able to handle the request for an example. If you're a messenger from the Kingdom of the West (Rainddal), you're an elderly gentleman completely different from Viscount Paulinen, and it seems to be okay all over because he greeted Elizabeth with a sneer.

"From here, we will report and review important events of the year."

……

"Whoa."

"Finally."

MC's voice paid off the sinking air as if it were music from heaven.

As was planned in advance, it is time for 'important events of the year' from here. Namely, "Recapture of the Abandoned Capital Lauris," "Resurrection of the Sacred Tree," "Development of a Golem Against the Dark by the Mage Guild," and "Conclusion of the Zitheias Nation by the Wizard Margils and the Alliance Against the Dark". You're eye-catching.

For starters, Princess Raytia of Lauris stood up.

In her usual soft but well-sounding voice, she declared the resurrection of Lauris.

"… I, Laetia Laura Lauris, am pleased to report that I have officially assumed the throne of Lauris. This is also the declaration of the resurrection of the Kingdom of Lauris. As Queen Lauris, I promise to walk the path of prosperity with you."

"Long live Lauris!

"Long live Queen Raitier!

The same beauty and elegance. And he also has a track record of commanding his own troops and pulling a bow in a recapture battle. There's no way we can dispute that she's going to be queen. There was applause and cheer in the great hall.

By the way, Viscount Paulinen falls in love with the beauty of Queen Pokan Leitia, and Mr. Messenger of the Kingdom of the West (Rainddal) calmly watches where the meeting goes.

"We will never forget the warm support we have received from all the cities of the Lius Alliance to this day. And most of all… the great help of the Great Wizard, Gio Margils, and our utmost gratitude to you for your deep love"

"... ugh, um"

Princess Latia, no, the queen bowed her head deeply toward me. A big round of applause happens again. As a reality, I can't help but think it might have taken me a few more decades to recapture Lauris without me... but my spine muzzles.

"… So as regards the use of 'Mother of Mercy of Lauris', I will leave it to the Commission in the future…"

In a sense, the resurrection of the sacred tree, which is more serious than the recapture of Lauris. A committee of specialists was to be set up to consider the treatment of sacred trees, where leaves and branches become ingredients for magic implements and secret medicines, and where just living nearby also has the effect of treating diseases. In order to avoid economic disruption, they intend to do so with considerable restrictions, for the moment, on exports, etc. The only sober judgment around here is that it's just an alliance.

...... for some reason, although I can't figure out a little bit that my name was on the committee's adviser.

Following, it was Helidor's turn, chief of the Sorcerer's Guild Branch of Lellis City. It's been a while.

"I think you've all understood the usefulness of Lord Margils' golem. We, at the Lellis City Mage Guild, plan to develop a Golem against the Dark, with technology provided by Lord Margils, based on previous arrangements. As for where to deploy the Golem, make every effort to reach all cities as soon as possible, giving priority to the Good Civil Army."

"Wonderful!

"Don't worry if that golem is in my city too!

As a matter of fact, we haven't progressed as late as possible on the provision of golem making technology... but we can say that with a good, confident face...

Well, I can't complain about this because I haven't been able to coach the students quite enough, and I'm pretty sure it's better to reassure the people of the Lewis Alliance soon. When this is over, I need to work hard with the students......

"Various investigations have also found that it is likely that the dark will emerge accidentally from a place where the magic of nature is strong. Now the Sorcerer's Guild wants to raise its total strength to identify such places and create institutions that can detect the emergence of the Dark One early."

"... well, don't get much easier if you can do that"

"Sorcerer's guild seems to be working properly, too."

... Hey, that information would have come from me being a dark worshipper. Well, if they voluntarily use that information to counteract the dark, I've never been over it.

At the end, it was my turn to request the founding of the Zitheias and the signing of an alliance against the Dark. As for this place, it was easy for me because it was almost muscular beforehand (the scenario writer is Elizabeth).

There were no particular happenings or anything, and with the enthusiastic voice and applause of all those present, the founding of a country named Zitheias, which made me king, and the signing of an alliance against the Dark One were allowed. Exactly, that means I've crossed one milestone, and I stroke my chest down big, too.

... but the problem was after that.

"Master Margils. Ah!

"Our great hero!

"Guardian of Leus!" "The Great Wizard!

"Whoa, whoa! Dear Margils!"

"Margils! Margils!

"Margils the Lord of Dragons!

I was standing alone on a balcony overlooking the Great Square in front of the Command.

It seems that the results of the Lyus Grand Conference have been announced from time to time to the people gathered in the city of Lyushuk, but they are to be communicated directly by the representatives, especially on important matters. I mean, in my own words, I should let the crowd fill the Great Square... and 'declare the nation' against the entire Lewis Alliance and even the great powers of the North and West.

Elizabeth, Crawler, and Sileon were busy meeting with each side and writing scenarios during the meeting, so they were full of hands. So from here on out, I just have to speak in my own words.

Uh, my stomach hurts.

"Well, this is the only way for me to do it, though.... by this spell..."

Rubbing over my stomach, I used the [Phantom Projection (Project Illusion)] spell. Originally, I use my phantoms to appear away from my enemies, but I can also expand my appearance and voice.

"Whoa! Oh, that's Master Margils!

"Wow, that's magic too."

"It's sinister and nice!

"Awesome eye!

... once I can make an impression of people, I expand my appearance a few times and project it overhead, and my voice amplifies as well. Mixed with fearful voices, I can also hear some favorable ratings about the appearance... I guess this is called the 'afterlight effect'.

"Dear Luus Alliance, and gentlemen gathered also from outside the Alliance. I am the Wizard Geo Margils"

…………

The great square, which was so noisy, was engulfed in silence in an instant.... I don't have to ask you that quietly.

"To begin with, let me tell you a little bit about myself. It was just a coincidence that I arrived here about 300 days ago."

It's been so long... There was a lot going on, really.

"I was adrift with a strange land at all, but the people of the land welcomed me warmly"

Mora, it didn't take much at first. I haven't forgotten how happy she was when she first said 'I believe'.

"But at the same time I found out. that this land is exposed to the fear of the dark."

Dark. An invader from outside this world. 'Absolute evil' for mankind, impossible to reconcile or understand. If only these guys hadn't been here, I'd have had a relaxing, reclusive life in this world (Sedia).

"I also found out how the demons have ravaged this land, its history. Meanwhile, I have learned with this body that you have not only been frightened by the dark, but have also continued to fight with great skill and courage."

Sedam, Crawler. Gillions Knights. Good People's Army. Mages. War clan. Soldiers unknown by name. They have always fought a terrible enemy called the Dark One. It's not easy to squeeze away with the overwhelming force you get from elsewhere, like me. I respect them from the bottom of my heart for throwing themselves into a life-saving battle.

"I have a little bit of great power. But in courage, it is not up to you. [M] Please forgive me for lending this' power 'to your fight against the Dark One."

"Whoa, whoa!

"Master Margils Ah!!

"Thank you! Thank you!

"Margils! Margils!

I wave the Great Wizard's Wand (Wizardry Stuff) in my hand and ask for silence.

"But my power is a little too great to be confused between your daily lives. Therefore, I will build a new country, 'Zytheas', with those who have chosen with me the path to fight the dark!

Doh.

The voices of those who sprung up again slapped my body like a physical wave.... Imagine but that's a lot of pressure... Honestly, my legs are cracked.

Once this is done, the report on the founding of the country and the alliance means I can finish my speech… There was a few more things I wanted to talk about.

"Thank you all for your generous hearts. But I also want you to know this. that there is still something I thank and respect for you."

……

Now subtle blurring happened. Over people's heads:? 'I seem to see the mark floating.

"Appreciation and respect. That's for the history you've been building up. Even before the War of Loss, you have been fighting the Dark One forever. It is also about those who actually shed blood as soldiers, but... who grew wheat behind it, weaved cloth, built houses, traded goods, protected and raised children... all of them. All of you have fought your own battles. I want you to be proud that it is at the end of that pile that there is this recapture of Lauris, and today's day"

People are listening to me seriously, albeit slightly confused, about what I'm talking about. Actually, I've been a little concerned for a while. Is there something about the Great Wizard that becomes dependent or masochistic about the battle against the devil going by the 'power' that sprang up down there? and.

"Many of you will have memories of a hard defeat. Don't you think you were helpless? No! Defeat is defeat, damage is damage, tragedy is tragedy. I can't change that. But!"

I myself was aware that I was getting strangely emotional. But maybe I'm the only one who can say this to them.

"I can't change the facts of the past, but 'what the past means' can change! Once a defeat or a setback, if you (...) can laugh at someone next to you right now, it's 'coming before a pile of defeats and setbacks'! It's up to you (...) to keep past failures, past deaths, just failures, just tragic deaths!

Behind my brain was a stone tablet that I once saw in the city of Lellis. It is a stone tablet that comforts the civilian soldiers who fought and wiped out when a demon broke into the city of Lellis in The War of Loss. What if the hearts and minds of the people of the city of Lellis had broken and given up rebuilding? Their death would have fallen to 'just death'.

It makes sense to die. On its own, that's the word that means nothing. But our perception and behavior towards that death certainly changes the meaning of past deaths, should.

"Now! If you're feeling happy, it's the result of the battle you've built up yourself. I only helped a little at the end. And that I could... heartily, gladly. Please let me help you as a neighbor named Zytheas!

Dodd.

If not for my complacency, it was an explosion of joy.