Unmotivated Hero’s Tale (WN)

Amoxate, a city that was described as an abandoned city.

Nowadays, as the heart city of Remliak, the largest demonic stone producer in the West, it presents a very incredible vibe if you ever knew the land.

One architecture exists in the heart of such a city, the only one as it was back then.

In one room of such an old building, there was a figure of one man stuffed from multiple figures.

"Ho, are you serious? It's a city that's grown so much!

"That's right, I can't believe I'm abandoning this place for as long as I want..."

The young man, who hadn't been told the details of stopping here to get here, in the form that followed the skinhead man, echoes what the dark-haired man in front of him said.

But even in the sight of those two, the brunette only scratched his head lightly and did not make any modifications to his remarks.

"Ha, well, not right now. I wish you'd give me about two weeks to do it."

"What are you talking about? January… No, we'll talk about how we can migrate in a year."

"That's why I came here to ask you to do your best."

With a bitter smile Yui turns to Clary and says so.

Then his godson, Fermu, in the form that followed his former Master of Martial Arts, condemned Yui.

"Doctor, I can understand the idea of making this a city available to all countries. And, of course, to that end. But I don't think there's any need to move on like that."

"No, there is if you say you have him. That's why I'm here to say I can't. Right, Yui?"

"... oh. Exactly, Cecil."

The weight of the words of a woman born in this land and acting as Lord of this land.

Yui slowly nods one thing as he understands it.

Clary then turned to the man in front of him, shaking his neck left and right.

"Why are you here? We should build another neutral city in the West."

"I won't deny that. But then you can't. Then it cannot serve my true purpose. And as far as I could ask, this was the only city that could serve a purpose. Unfortunately."

In fact, until the other day, there was only one more candidate city in Yui's head.

Yes, that's the city of Carlin, the home of a skinhead man in front of you.

At present, however, no one lives in the land.

Those who lived in his abandoned land were now in the midst of moving to this Remliak and finally leading a new life.

"Mr. Yui. I wonder if you can tell me just one thing. What happens in case it takes a while to migrate?

"I might get involved then. For a futile, barren battle of personal grievances..."

Though so twitchy with his mouth, Yui's expression somehow remained lucid and serene.

That mouthful of words and his expression.

Seeing that gap, Cecil exhales small.

"... ok"

Words of affirmation spoken.

The moment he hears it, Clary has a surprising look on his face.

"Let it be, Mr. Cecil. Don't worry about it. It's easy here in your hometown, and I can't believe I'm abandoning the city I grew up in because of this..."

"I regret it. If you only say emotions. But if he says so, I accept."

"Well, this land is gentle in my husband's territory..."

"No, not because he's the Earl of the land, because he's Yui Istarz. I don't need any more reason."

In a way that blocks Clary's words, Cecil clearly tells him so.

As soon as he did, Clary, who had complained, swallowed the rhetorical objection because of the words and the thoughts hidden there.

"... sorry"

"It seemed like I was dreaming. That lonely city keeps getting bigger and bigger and more people... if it were true, it wouldn't have been weird if this city was gone"

That's what Cecil tells him as he sees the view spreading out the window.

And as she turned her gaze toward Yui, she opened that mouth again.

"This Lemuriak's is what you made now. So Yui... I trust you."

"Are you sure?

That's what Royce asks as Cecils and his deputies in the Istarts army rush off to the man left in the mayor's office.

Then the dark-haired man gently shook his neck left and right and exhaled slightly.

"I don't know if you'd be happy to say that."

"Now I believe he is not an Imperial soldier, but a subordinate of His Excellency Istarts"

Royce, who had been assigned to the Istarz army for Yui by the Emperor's order, says so with no change of expression and with serious face.

Yui then slightly embarrassed himself with his joking inquiry, and put his honest inner heart into its mouth.

"It's not good. To be honest, I myself disagree the most. While you put together your own ideas."

"Still, when it's executed? What is it for? Honestly, now that our differences in power are clear, I think you have every other option, even if you don't cut yourself off."

That was Royce's sincere inquiry.

I once hated its existence and now honestly loved this superior officer who later swung and continued to baffle me. And at the same time, I was even thinking that he could no longer be saved. He saved more than enough.

But against his suggestion like that, Yui never agreed only with a bitter smile.

"If you're just going to confront Turmenia, that might be fine. No, even if you just confront the modifiers. But that doesn't create a future."

"A modifier is a cardinal by the name of that Zeth, right? But what is the future?

In contrast to the somewhat philosophical narrative, Royce asks as he remembers his confusion.

Yui then slowly chooses the word and opens its mouth after placing his hand on his chin.

"The future of this world that has been lost and closed. You want to spend the rest of your life in hiding, but don't you think it's depressing if you don't have a place ahead of you?"

"Your Eminence is young and hiding... so you're looking ahead to it more than after the war."

"I wonder if that perception is so uneven. For that, I make evil. Eliminate the inhabitants of this land first, and then sell fights to the kingdom that raised me"

That word spinned clearly and in a strong tone.

In response, Royce was slightly stunned and exhaled a deep sigh.

"... you're not going to be able to change your mind"

"If someone's going to do it instead, I'm going to change my mind soon. Unfortunately, I can't find anyone to push, so I'll have to do it. That's why I need you to contact me. I'm going to declare my independence, so I need you to prepare your beds and meals."

"Roger that. Now if you'll excuse me."

With the thought of getting his hair pulled back, Royce left the mayor's office.

And finally alone, Yui looks out the windows of the rusty and worn out mayor's office at this vibrant city of Amoxate. And when he closed his eyes with his apologetic thoughts in his chest, he slowly revealed his inner heart.

"There shouldn't be any respite. They will definitely come. I have to get rid of all the trouble before I do. In order not to leave behind the slightest evil after graceful hiding..."