Unmotivated Hero’s Tale (WN)

"Anyway, shall we get down to business? What about the army, Mr. Malfez?

When Ain't laughing without thinking that everyone's gaze has concentrated, Ain't turning the story back to the main point so that it cuts the flow.

Then Malfes opened his mouth with a thin grin as he figured out his intentions like that.

"Oh, I'm getting ready as planned. My deputy, Presta, is competent. In a few days we'll be able to move the main force towards the Clarice border."

Malfes speaks out rough expectations based on reports from his subordinates, who are sent regularly.

But there were those who surprised the statement.

"What, Clarice? Wait a minute, please. Master Luna and the others should have been headed north, right? Didn't they capture you there?

Before leaving, Fermu, who had been told his destination by Luna, faces the story of moving the army in the opposite direction from what he was hearing.

It was his instructor in charge who turned to Fermu, who was in such a mild state of panic, and said the answer.

"Oh, yeah. The Lunas are captured in the former Muraseen territory of the North"

"Then why?

"Of course helping the Lunas is a big premise. But unfortunately, that's not enough. This time the enemy has nothing to do with catching the Lunas."

Ain scratches his head and answers the question of the godchild in front of him.

However, the answer itself reinforced Fermu's confusion.

"I'm not going to catch you... So what are you Luna and the others for?"

"It's all because a certain country will take the lead in a little meeting next month."

"Country... lean over... Could that be about the Western Conference?

Upon hearing what could be called a stopover between nearby countries, Fermu speaks of the name when he thinks of a meeting that meets every eight years.

Then, satisfied with such a view of Fermu, Malfes nodded one big thing.

"Hmm, you're right. It's all a story about a certain country being set up to take the lead in the Western Conference. And as one of the pawns for that matter, what seems to be the remnants of the Muraseenists are only being used"

"Oh. That's why those two should be kept alive"

In the form of taking Malfes' remarks, Ein adds his own view.

Relim, hearing his words like that, uttered his own predictions.

"I mean, is that what time is for?

"Oh. In the unlikely event anything happens to you two, this matter will be cleared up lightly by the Western Conference. If you don't exist, and you can mobilize a decent national army on the Rhindle, it's a level that won't be a problem, such as this revolt on a scale."

Nodding at Lerim's remarks, Malfez spoke with a slightly sinister look, a hypothesis he didn't even dare imagine.

In the wake of such a conversation between the two, Ein makes a supplement, scratching his head.

"But, you know, still, their purpose is served to the minimum. Somehow the country that just lost its former king in the civil unrest will be able to lower its face and enter the meeting."

"I guess...... in the end, the royal presence of this country for the people would only be perceived as an object to that extent. I'm really upset."

That's what he said. Malfes gently bites his lower lip.

Understanding his mood like that, Ain opened his mouth with a bitter smile.

"I can't help it. They're only republican people. It's not like those of us who understand what kingdom is all through our skin."

The moment that Ain's words are released into space, Fermu opens his mouth with a crease between his eyebrows as he understands the existence of this mastermind from it.

"The Republic… means that this case is"

"Oh, kisletin. The Republic of Kisletin paints this painting"

Ain clearly affirms that to the students who come to stare at themselves.

In response to that answer, however, Fermu, with slight doubts, struck straight into doubt with Ain.

"But, Doctor. That country was certainly won by innovators aimed at peaceful diplomacy, wasn't it? Nonetheless -"

"Ha, you haven't. Well, I guess I can't help it because the information I'm touching is sorted... but their pacifism is only nominal. To win the fight in the country."

In a way that blocks Fermu from speaking, Malfes tells him the truth.

"What..."

"Peace is a really user-friendly word, Mr. Fermu. It is, of course, the most beautiful word if used in the sense it is, but it can also be a convenient word to use as a pretext for attacking another country if necessary. I don't know what words are, because the more I need a dictionary for each country, or for each individual, the different things that it means."

Ain towards Fermu tells him that in a sighing mix.

And once he looked around together to make sure, he said the real thing again.

"So what do we do with an understanding of their purpose, but as I said earlier, it's not enough to help the Lunas. So this time we're going to run a simultaneous deployment operation to both sides."

"Two simultaneous developments…"

When he hears Ein speak, Fermu accidentally swallows his claws.

Then Ain made him snort at him once.

"Oh, you and the rest of us here are headed to the old Murasene territory in the north. However, the main force in this country is to conduct flashy military exercises near the Clarice border in the south. Now, do you know why I would do that?

"Instead of targeting the army on the kisletin side, it's on the claris side, isn't it? So... is it an external performance? That the Lunas have never been exposed."

"Seventy. Well, that's true in the sense of performances. But the purpose is slightly different. Nevertheless, I'm guessing from the information you have access to, so I guess that's a good enough point."

Satisfied with Ferm's answer, Ain hoists the right corner of his mouth slightly.

But Fermu, who had almost never experienced a mistake in the exam before, was dissatisfied that it was not a full score, and immediately asked for a reason for it.

"So what's the other thirty points?

"This is towing toward the Western Conference, toward Clarice. No, more precisely, restraint against some forces in Clarice. That will surely be necessary to move the Western Conference forward in its favour. But like I said, this is out of your range. So it's a good enough point, and you don't have to worry about it at this point."

Ein smiles bitterly as he opens his hands to the left and right.

Meanwhile, due to being subtracted by unknowing, Ferm lit up the discontent color on that look for just a moment.

Noticing him like that, Malfes pinches his mouth from side to side in a mild tone.

"Well, unlike a student's test, there are things that you can't always answer. Actual politics and war. Anyway, there's your teacher. Can we get this much lecture for the students and explain what we're gonna do again?

In fact, Malfes has a meeting with Ain, and he knows what he should be doing himself.

However, taking into account Relim and Ferm, who have not been asked about their plans for the future at all, he dared to ask for explanations, including his own.

"Oh, right. As I said earlier, the main force of the army will be invited to participate in this military exercise in the south. But your tiger boy, let us head north as our support."

"You mean Kingsguard. Okay, let's get him ready as soon as possible."

Drawing on Ain's intentions, Malfes accepts the request in two replies.

Then Lerim opened his mouth towards the dark-haired man in front of him as he leaned against the back of the chair.

"So, what the hell am I supposed to do when I'm called up until they interrupt my research?

"Oh, Mr. Relim. You will be asked to work as the principal player in the team's table heading north. But before you do, there's just something I need you to do."

"We agreed to head north. So, what do you want me to do? Don't waste it. Just do it."

With a slight enhancement of his gaze, Relim asks for an immediate answer towards Ain.

When she grinned bitterly at the reaction, Ain said an unexpected favor for her.

"I want him trained until he's ready to head north, and on his way north"

"Training?"

When he hears Ein's remarks, Relim gives a surprised look.

However, the person who spoke had no particular wind to worry about, and mouthed the details.

"Oh. I'd like to ask for guidance on your additive magic so he can use it. Especially the magic of the example."

"Asier......? I don't mind if I do. But my instruction is expensive."

Lerim understood that Ein was clearly driven by some need, since he would even designate and request a type of magic. That's why she dares to smile invincibly, without further questioning.

"Ha, okay. I'll ask Kyle to spend a lot of money on research later when it's over."

"Kyle?"

It sounds a lot like a name I've heard somewhere, and Ferm somehow learns to hook up.

In response to the inquiry, Ain grinned lightly and flushed the subject.

"Oh, that's my friend's name. Anyway, I'm sure you can tell because I've been listening to you right now, but until I get to the ground, I'm gonna ask you to take her guidance. But you originally wanted to learn magic from Mr. Lerim, didn't you? Heh heh, just the right opportunity."

"That's a story I don't even wish for. But..."

Under these circumstances, Fermu, who did not know what it meant to be made to receive guidance, showed confusion.

Then Lerim, who was dissatisfied with his reaction like that, who would coach him, pinches words from side to side.

"Fermu, if you insist, I won't tell you anything. Look, when it comes to the need for it, it's very unwillingly necessary. There's not much I don't care about."

In response to that remark of a scolding relim, Fermu keeps pushing silently.

Thus, where the air on the field had hardened, Ain opened his mouth to everyone again.

"I guess that's the general policy for the moment. So, let's now explain a little bit about the specific preparation details."

"Dr. Lerim, please wait a minute"

After all the explanations from Ain, and after they had all left his lab together, Fermu spoke on the back of Relim, who went down the hallway to return to his own professor's office.

"Am I right? That's right. Instruction starts tomorrow. There's something I need to prepare for."

"No, it's not about that. I need to ask you something."

Fermu immediately shakes his head and denies what he considers a serious and well-known matter of Fermu to be his immediate guidance.

With the look on his face at that time, Relim realized beyond words what the young man in front of him was looking for.

"... you mean him."

"Tell me, Dr. Relim. Dr. Ain't... Who's Dr. Ain?

Someday there is a good chance that someone will ask me, so Relim thought. And perhaps the young man in front of you will be the first to make that inquiry.

That's why she dares to return words to the youth in front of her.

"You already have your own answer to this question."

"Yes. There's too much weird about that guy. Just a stream of researchers will possess Adler's book, plus instruction in royal martial arts. Even though it has not been normal enough so far, there can be no such thing as directing Malfes in the opposite direction regarding this operation to take back Luna... there can be no such thing as someone who can do that. Except for just one."

The response of that ferm. The moment she heard it, she understood that he had reached the right answer.

That's why she makes one inquiry to check on him.

"I see. The answer is in you. So, I'll make sure, do you really want to know that?

In response to an inquiry thrown from that relim, Fermu shows confusion for a moment.

And slightly out of sight, he exposed his troubled own mood.

"To be honest...... I don't know. No, of course I don't think I want to stay so moist. But I have a fear of checking the truth. Yes, my current relationship with my teacher is broken, I feel that way..."

From that narrative and expression, Lerim understood the stray of the youth in front of him. But that's why she pushes him away.

"If so, you have nothing to say from me."

"... Dr. Relim"

To the unexpected teacher's words, Fermu speaks pitifully.

Turning to him like that, Lerim opened his mouth to teach.

"Look, Ferm. This time he asked me to take care of you for a while. Well, at this point, to be honest, you were supposed to come to our Semi. I wanted to mentor you, too, and I knew you wanted to come to Semi."

"What..."

Ferms can't react and solidify on the spot to the story of a suddenly cut relim.

But to ignore him like that, Lerim went on to say the words.

"But he came here in such a fold. Dean Bigsby... my father-in-law bought you very high. That's why I went to the guy who came to college to borrow research equipment and put one condition on it. Only one of you will be mentored by your students."

With a gaze looking a little farther away, Lerim sighs out once, mouthing just before his assignment is decided.

Then he turned to the youth in front of him, and when she smiled back gently and bitterly, he began spinning his words again.

"At first he didn't seem to be much of a rider, but several other people besides the dean who knew about him asked him for you. And I just read the report you wrote up last year on additive magic, and he finally drank the terms. Well, that's how it went, when you were assigned to him. So, if I were to come to him, I would have forbidden you."

That reason why I couldn't belong to Lerim's Semi, which I've always wanted to go to.

He suddenly tells me why he was unconvinced and wanted to know, and Fermu is unwittingly dismayed.

Then he turned to him like that, and Relim poked one fact with a serious look.

"Ferm. You will bear the sign that in the future you are his only godson in this country"

On the face of it, he dared to exclude the presence of a princess who could not be named a godson, and Lerim told Fermu so.

Knowing or not her intentions like that, Ferm asks Relim for the one word that caught her.

"Only?"

"Oh. You're the first and last one he teaches in this country. He was supposed to leave the country in a year."

When he hears what that relim has to say, Fermu complains as he opens his eyes.

Towards him like that, Relim spun more words to make him aware of his placed standing.

"That's why there's only one person in this country who can be his direct goddaughter. You're under him because everyone pushed you against that one frame. Look, there's never much time left. You're going to rethink the situation you put yourself in, and what that means again. You, the hero's godson."