After that, we were led to each room, and after we left our bags, we were to gather again in the reception room.
However, Alice took a nap because of her hard work, so she was the only one who did not participate.
I can't help it. Because my wallet turned miserable.
Bettenburg opened his mouth first after everyone but her sat on each couch.
"Well, Mr. Lazareth. Can't you tell me if you've figured anything out on your journey so far?
"Okay. Now, let me start by explaining the behavior from the witch side."
I got up off the couch and moved over to the edge of the long table in the center.
At the same time Mentila sits by Manica and prepares for translation.
"First, we were taken away from Bethenburg by a witch named Dahlia and even brought to the other side of this continent"
"Did they bring you here by magic?
"Yes.... but I've never seen such magic"
You questioned my words, now Sylvia raised her hand.
"Do you know why he took me, why?
"It's..."
... I recall what Aruba told me.
Hide being a wise man. But if you suspect me, answer honestly.
"... because I am the witch they call the wise man in their world"
"Sage, what?
"A magician who uses magic and is a brilliant warrior in war. That is the wise man. I wonder if that's what they call me because I survived a war."
"So, someone you know... was kidnapped by a guy named Daria?
"No, I didn't know them when I was alive."
"Alive?
"Yes. I was reincarnated in a somewhat special way, remaining conscious of this world. You can use magic to prove it."
I cure the cloth cleavage that was in my pocket with my left arm, slip the table and give it to Sylvia.
When she took it, she put it in her pocket after she glanced at her face.
"Is this the power of magic?
"Yes."
I'm not getting paid back. Having a little doubt about the cloth, Bettenburg raised his hand this time.
"I see you're a witch. But what do they want to do with you?
"That, he said, needs my help to move into this world. I don't know the details..."
The door is also connected. The country is one step away from being founded.
But more than that, what am I supposed to do?
Sophia raised her hand this time as I put my hand on my chin and contemplated.
A woman named Dahlia said that the purpose of the witch was to destroy this world.
"What Sophia says is also true. For the purpose of their emigration, the purpose of her annihilation. They're eating wrong somewhere."
You want to move into the world after you let them perish?
But first, why do you want this world? They say we should have our own world.
Before I could put my thoughts together, now Manica raised her hand.
"... our purpose is to migrate. I don't want to go to war."
"What about her?
"I'm a witch by the name of Manica. Anything, he said he was looking for a wise man."
Mentila translates Manica's words.
... It's hard to understand the language. I want to tell you later if it's not annoying.
Bettenburg asked her slowly after nodding to her words.
"So you think you have no intention of hostility to us?
"I don't. I don't like someone getting hurt, either."
"Right. Then we welcome you."
When Bettenburg glances at Sylvia, she turns a blind eye after sighing at his attitude and not just telling him to take it personally.
Manica smiled at their attitude as if the fog had cleared.
"And, Mentila. How can you use that language?
"Mr. Cyan taught me. Because you speak a lot of languages, right?
"I see."
... Speaking of which, why doesn't Mentila use reverence for Bettenburg?
You'd be close in age, but the difference in status would be historical.
From his personality, it's not strange to get carried away.
"And there's one more thing I want to tell you."
"... what is it? I don't think inadvertent remarks are a good idea."
"I understand that. But I've never been cautious."
I... I have to tell you that.
I'm sure, even if I were to be suspected.
"This world and the world over there. Connecting doors requires local collaborators with mutual magic."
"I mean, what are you trying to say?
"In this world, there is a backcutter who let the witch in. Someone with magic other than the brave has opened the doors of this world."
To my words, they closed their eyes quietly and then opened their mouths.
"... we'll take care of this. Do you mind if I take over?
"Huh? But..."
"Are you going to make us all suspicious? You should leave it to these old men to use your head."
"... ok"
After I am forced to convince them of their words, I breathe heavily once and speak at the same time as I vomit.
"That's all the information from me. Any questions?
Be quiet in my words at the same time.
... The truth is that it is still dusk and the devil tribe, but I can't deny that it was a mistake.
You don't have to say anything extra to confuse me again.
After a while, we were each in the room we were given.