The World’s Strongest Martial Artist who has Worked too Hard, Survives in the Magic World With Ease

That morning.

I woke up in Mr. Fermina's bedroom.

There was no affordable room, so everyone was supposed to sleep in Mr. Fermina's bedroom.

Mr. Fermina's parents trusted me, too, and I didn't object to sleeping in my daughter's bedroom.

Wake up early.

When I woke up, Mr. Noir said.

Mr. Noir, who sat on the bed, had already changed from a pyjama to a regular outfit.

"Mr. Noir is fast."

That's what I say, I look around the room.

Mr. Fermina is sleeping in bed, and Efa is screwing around in a blanket with me.

Yesterday I followed Effa's shopping, Mr. Fermina's buying and eating, and Mr. Noir got lost.

Did you get tired of enjoying Lucham in full thought, or by sundown, Mr. Noir and the others were in a hectic state.

"I've slept well."

Mr. Noir was asleep as soon as he took a shower, and certainly enough as a sleep.

I don't know when I'm going to wake up, and I think I'll make sure Mr. Noir plans while the efferents are asleep.

"Does Mr. Noir decide how to spend his holiday or something?

"I didn't decide."

"Oh well. Then why don't you follow me, if you like?

"I'll stick around."

Mr. Noir responded instantly.

We haven't even talked about what we're gonna do yet...

"Hmm, is it morning already?

"Wow... good morning, master"

Our talk woke you both up.

I see that Mr. Noir has no plans, and I guess we'll talk about the specifics after we're alone.

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noon of the day.

"See you at the academy! Bubba!

Mr. Fermina drops us off and we head to the station.

From yesterday's experience, my face is hidden in a hood, so I could reach the station without anyone being able to tell me who I am.

"Is that it, Master? There's no other place to sell."

When I stopped in front of the station, Effa began to wonder.

"I have some business to attend to. I've been in Lucham for a while."

"Maybe you followed me to see me off?

"Well, that's the place. I won't be seeing Effa for a while."

To my words, Efa looked happy.

"I train every day when I get home! Looking forward to seeing your master and Mr. Noir again!

"Ahhh. See you at the academy!

"Yes! Good luck to both of you!

He bowed his head, and Effa walked away to the shop.

... Well.

"You know what? Mr. Noir has something important to tell you."

"I'll ask."

"It's noisy here, and I'll talk to you in a quiet place."

I'll follow Mr. Noir and find a place where there's no one.

We found a quiet park out of town and we sat on the bench.

There's nobody nearby, and I think we can talk calmly here.

I'll just cut the story out.

"Just to be honest... Actually, I know Mr. Noir's past life."

"I wonder what?

"I want you to calm down and listen... Mr. Noir was a demon king in his previous life called The Ice Emperor."

"Yes."

Mr. Noir asked me really calmly.

... I mean, it's just too calm.

I'm confused by reactions that are too thin.

"Aren't you surprised?

"I wouldn't be surprised. Something I'm not interested in in in previous life."

Mr. Noir doesn't seem really interested.

"Actually, Mr. Noir's memories from his previous life were erased by Mr. Ringrant. Because of that, Mr. Noir's memory has fallen."

"Glad to hear it."

When I revealed everything thoughtfully, Mr. Noir delighted me.

"How can you be happy?

"If I had a memory, I wouldn't have taught you how to study."

I didn't think you enjoyed studying with me that much.

"The important thing is, is that it?

"That's the real deal from here. I'm going to tour the ruins, but I need you to follow me to Mr. Noir."

"I'll follow you."

I told Mr. Noir, who would answer immediately, that I would talk to him about the tablet.

"... can you decipher it for me?

Mr. Noir is kind of anxious.

"I believe I can decipher it."

Mr. Ringrant said he erased Mr. Noir's memory in order to obtain an 'obedient experimental body'.

It was a memory of when it was "The Ice Emperor" that got in the way for Mr. Ringrant, otherwise it shouldn't have had to be erased.

In other words, even if the episodic memory has been erased, the linguistic memory may remain.

If linguistic memory remains, stone tablets can be deciphered.

"Anyway, I can't say for sure without actually going to the ruins..."

"I will follow you. Something fun with you."

"Thank you, Mr. Noir. I'm getting excited, too!

If the tablet had a clue about magic, I could be a wizard!

I have a heap of things I want to do when I become a wizard.

First go to town with flying magic (fly) and get a cell phone.

And exchange contact details with the ones you've taken care of so far!

"Okay, then if you get a tummy, it's time to go! Let's start with the northern ruins!

That's how my adventure with Mr. Noir opened.