Wow, what do I do...
I was running along the crack in the wilderness, haunting my head.
Beyond the horizon, we found a building in two.
Is this how a kid who played baseball in an empty space and broke window glass feels?
If it's about windowsills, if you apologize honestly, you'll forgive me, but I've turned the house into two.
I don't think you can forgive me where I apologized, and even if I make amends, I might be resented for the rest of my life.
But I don't mind being resented at this time.
Anyway, that's fine as long as the landlord is safe.
While I'm thinking about that, I get to my destination.
When I was running, I only had eyes on the building, but there were two people in the wilderness.
One was a grandfather in white, and the other...
"Is that it, Mr. Noir? What are you doing here?
I spoke to Mr. Noir as he fell asleep on the ground.
"Homecoming."
"What. So this is Mr. Noir's home?
"That's right."
Did I turn my classmate's home into two...
"Sorry, Mr. Noir! This is my wrinkle!
I bowed my head to Mr. Noir.
I wanted to apologize to my grandfather too, but I peeled my white eyes in front of the rocks and said, "Wow. That's cool. Go, go, go!" He's crushing like he's possessed something, and he doesn't have a very apologetic vibe.
Let's apologize properly to Grandpa later.
"Did you do this?
Mr. Noir leaves to fall to the ground, wandering with a decent face.
"I'm so sorry! I didn't mean it like this. I was just trying to fly..."
I don't know what that means.
"When I waved the magic wand (Wizards Rod), a claw broke out and the earth broke across the horizon."
I don't know what that means.
Mr. Noir looks more and more puzzled.
Even I'm not trying to get you to understand it in your current explanation.
But there's no other explanation.
"But you owe me your life."
"I... benefactor of my life?
Not the mistake of Reaper?
"You didn't just help me. You saved the world."
I think it kind of ruined the world, though.
The earth, I broke it.
But Mr. Noir's face is serious in itself.
Doesn't look like you're joking.
"I just can't keep up with my understanding... how come I'm the benefactor of my life and I'm supposed to have saved the world?
To my question, Mr. Noir summed up the main points and explained them plainly.
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"I mean, that rock and grandpa were bad guys, and that building didn't have a problem breaking it down, did it?
That's what I'm talking about.
Mr. Noir, who apparently recovered health while he was explaining, woke up his upper body and nodded.
"I can't continue my research producing the most powerful wizards in the world any longer than the Institute has turned into two."
"I see. Still, I didn't know Mr. Noir was in the same situation as me."
I was also asked about Mr. Noir's birth.
Me and Mr. Noir didn't get magic spots (Stiegel) and the old man picked me up where my parents abandoned me and orphaned me.
And I was raised by the most powerful militant in the world, Mr. Noir, to be the most powerful wizard in the world.
"What's the same situation... you're not a wizard?
"I'm a warrior looking for a wizard."
"A militant...? Isn't this ground crack caused by magic?
"This is a physical attack. My parents threw me away because I didn't have magic spots. As a result of my efforts under my mentor, who became a parent to me, I was able to do this."
"I don't know what that means, but you and I are in a similar situation."
But Mr. Noir looks sad.
"Unlike you, I have no friends."
"Well, I guess I'm your first friend"
Mr. Noir closes his eyes.
"Are you going to be friends with me?
"Yeah, if Mr. Noir doesn't like it..."
"You're welcome."
Mr Noir said to the eating mood.
Let's go to Efa's house.
"Am I not a disturbing bug?
"That's not true. Efa's family is all sweet. We'll meet and you'll accept it in a second."
"... it would be nice if you could introduce me"
"I'll introduce you to my friends, too. And then..."
I turn my gaze toward the golem, which has become two.
"Buh, the scratches are broken. Nice. Cool."
Mr. Ringrant had a stone crush on both hands and was playing with a crouch.
I guess the shock of losing the golem is making me temporarily insane.
If I see Dean Philip, can you do something about it?
"It's not safe to leave them here, and Mr. Ringrant will take them to Efa's house."
"Isn't that just a disturbing bug?
"It doesn't seem harmful, and I'm sure you'll accept it."
Five kids in particular are going to like it.
I think Mr. Ringrant is about five years old at his mental age.
That's how I convinced Mr. Noir that when I held them aside, I turned back to the Ephaels.
Mr. Noir was welcomed by the Efael family... well, needless to say.