Unmotivated Hero’s Tale (WN)

"Tourbillon!...... eh, Tourbillon! Tourbillon!!!

corner of Royal Rhindle University.

There the girl casts a spell over and over again.

But the whirlwind that was supposed to be born never showed up there.

"What is it, Master Luna? Don't just put it on your body surgery because you're not good at it. Keep going."

"That's Dr. Lerim... magic doesn't work."

The girl, bewildered, turns back to Relim in the face of bewilderment.

In contrast, Relim wrinkled slightly between his brows.

"... not activated?

With words, Relim gently sticks out his right hand.

And the next moment, I uttered that key spell.

"Tourbillon...... I see"

"The teacher also has magic..."

"You sure don't activate it. No, this is probably his fault."

With a slightly grumpy look on his face, Relim growls so as if to throw up.

"That guy? Is someone interrupting the magic?

"Probably for sure."

"Principal Bigsby!?"

An old man who suddenly represented himself from behind.

With his appearance in sight, Luna raises a voice of surprise.

"Did that man still accomplish it? It's an abomination."

"I know what it's like to be a magician, but you should be thanking me for suggesting this possibility."

That's what Bigsby tells Lerim to do to his stupidity.

Then Lerim opened his mouth as he distracted himself, showing a slightly puffy bare gesture.

"Hmm... well, if you can get that one back safe, that's fine"

"Is that about your brother?

In response to Luna's inquiry, Relim nods quietly.

Turning to them like that, Bigsby spoke slowly.

"The change happened. And all we can do is wait. So let's at least believe those guys and wait. That's what's left of the land."

"Congressman Feliam, there have been anomalies everywhere."

A magnificent man jumped into the office.

He sees the man with his usual harsh expression in his sight, and reports so in a hasty tone.

But Feliam's reaction to it was calm, as if he had understood everything.

"Anomaly?... Oh, I see. Did he do something?"

"What? Did you already know"

"No, I didn't get a report"

Words returned without even being able to give you a gaze from the paperwork.

With that in mind, Feliam's secretary, Lerfan, makes the report in confusion.

"Ha ha... it's tough anyway. We continue to report that magic is no longer available everywhere."

"Right. Okay, I need you to continue your investigation. You can back off."

"Uh... yes, excuse me"

Reelfan, prompted to leave the room without even being asked for details, bows his head in confusion.

And Feliam, another man's voice echoed in the room where I was supposed to be alone.

"Trouble, Feliam."

Sound familiar voice.

That's why, for the first time, Feliam gives you that gaze.

Then there stood an old man in front of him as if he had seen him somewhere.

"No way...... Master Fox Leorgaard"

"Long time no see, Feliam. No, you've never seen me like this before."

The old man says so with a bitter smile, gently shrugging his shoulders.

"What do you look like... no way!?"

"Oh, that's not true. The magic has been broken. It's the magic I've done to myself."

The magic of the Four Wise Men is dispelled.

To its meaning, its unusually Feliam opens his eyes wide.

"Does that mean it's still his fault?"

"I guess it's a little hard to think about anything else. In other words, the time has come."

That much in his mouth, Fox coughs gently. And there was a red seep in his mouth.

"... you have a body?

"Wouldn't that be good? How old do you think you are? I'm older than Azwell."

Laughing in self-derision, Fox tells him so.

Feliam, on the other hand, showed stray in the words to be returned.

"That might be true, though."

"Anyway, I came to ask you today. I probably won't go back to what I am anymore. And your body. So I need you to take care of the kittens."

"Are those agents..."

Meaning included in the word kitten.

Feliam, who understands it, asks back in confusion.

"There's also a mix of things that aren't. It doesn't matter to me whether I'm an agent or not. The only thing that matters is that what we spend together doesn't make us unhappy."

"It's..."

"No, I'm not going to resent him. His father has a heap of things to say, though. Either way, the time has come to entrust yourself to the dishes that should be done. Because I think you should be prepared."

To confused Feliam, Fox just tells him that's his last piece of advice.

"Ready?"

"Yes, get ready. How do you behave as a politician, not a politician, after one of the backbones of a society called magic has been lost?"

That Fox word suggested exactly what to face for Feliam.

That's why he nods one powerful nod. And he uttered words that Fox would not utter, instead only in his mouth.

"I know. That I have to be. So let me just say a little bit of his stupidity right now. Ace's... No, he's a rare hero named Yui Istarz, and he's a fool to the big fools."

"Well... as Noine said, magic is no longer available"

The expression of the Emperor Rialto was only calm itself.

Of course I stood inside it. But still, I never get on that face.

And Tor, the Second Prince, who visited him for a report, looked reliably at him like that.

"Yes, Your Majesty. As my brother said, the time has come."

"Well, let's get a little rushed. Even though Noine has made various arrangements, there can be no confusion."

"I think you're right. For one thing, soldiers and officials have set up a state of war to deal with the chaos in the Imperial capital."

Together, it was suggested that it could lead to this situation, but late, the upper echelons of the empire were simulating all things.

The present situation is not exactly what we should call the worst crisis. At the same time, however, it meant that we could have avoided the end-of-life situation of the world ending.

That's why Thor's voice was full of strong will.

And then there comes to them a man who most anxiously remembered.

"Father, brother... is he... is he safe?"

"I don't know. But the fact that magic is no longer available means that his prospects have been successful. So calm down."

"That's right, Miriam. It's okay, that guy and his brother are unparalleled strong people like me. Nothing to worry about."

My father and my second brother turn to her one after the other and speak gently.

Miriam, on the other hand, nodded one as she pushed anxiety to death.

"Yes...... yes, right"

"Mm-hmm. Yeah, we have to get ready for the triumph, Thor."

"Right, Your Majesty. Let's say it's flashy for my brother, for that one, and for Miriam."

"Apparently, the world has changed its outfit."

A serene, warm voice echoing in the Queen's office.

Elise raised her voice of surprise before the person who appeared with her wand in one hand.

"Rheinberg!? Is your body okay?

"Ha, of course. Though I can no longer work in battle, my ankles are weak when I stay home."

With a mild laugh, Rheinberg smiles calmly at the queen.

Then the magnificent man, who had refrained by Elise, opened his mouth with a grinning smile.

"My lord, if you were coming, I would have picked you up. Don't push it."

"Hehe, don't tell me it's old cold water. And, Armad, you're the only old man in the upper ranks of the army right now."

"Please don't compare me to Aynce and Alex. Besides, Undersecretary Scrote is still here, my lord."

Was the treatment of the elderly slightly uncomfortable, Armad mouths the counterexample with a gentle shrug of his shoulders.

Rheinberg, on the other hand, let him loosen his mouth slightly.

"Well, if even the Lord is normal, are you the Under-Secretary of the Ministry of Strategy for Youth? Anyway, this old man came here for his last service."

"I don't want to snort on the last point, but what exactly are you going to be doing?

That's what Elise asks when it comes to a slightly more upbeat attitude, paying tribute to the former Minister of Military Affairs.

In contrast, Rheinberg expressed his own wishes in that once honest manner.

"There will be a great deal of confusion in the former House of Lords ruling area, which will probably be poorly prepared. So I was hoping you could send me to his land."

"It's..."

"Your Excellency really likes ordeal. No one will blame you for taking your time at home."

Instead of confused Elise, Armad jokes and returns so.

Then, Rheinberg also changed his expression and gave him a slight laugh.

"Ha ha, I've been admiring recreation too. It doesn't look right. The last wish of the old bones, would you please listen to me?"

"... Armad, can we get your people out of the Strategic Ministry?

It wasn't like there was no stray.

But it was also true that the weight of the name Rheinberg was essential for the present former House of Lords territory.

That is why Elise urges Armad to proceed with this proposal, feeling sorry and thankful.

"Right, Celox, shall I put you on? He's also, in a way, a disciple of our godson."

"Our godchild..."

There is only one subject of their common godchild, and exactly what is happening now.

I accidentally remembered the person who was trying not to think as much as possible, and Elise spoke of the anxiety she had covered up with a temperamental look.

"He... is safe, isn't he?"

"Well, I haven't had as many godchildren in the past. How about Lord Principal?"

"Unfortunately, you don't know anything else."

Former principals and professors praise the troubled child with a bitter smile.

That was for real, of course, but also to care for Elise at the same time.

And the Under-Secretary of State for Strategic Affairs, who once coached him with his own semi, dared bring up a bright look and turn that gaze to their master.

"That's why. I'm sure you'll be ready for the victory report soon."

"Prepare your mind?

Elise is bewildered by the sudden suggestion.

Then Armad opened his mouth to see through the depths of her heart like that.

"Yeah, what's the most effective way to keep him out. Think about that. And what I really wish for."

"What happened? What's the light now!

An enormous amount of light emanating from one man lying on the ground.

That's enough to block even thought, not just vision, and Noyne screams as he holds both eyes.

Then Royce, who was not directly hit by the light behind him, returned the words in haste to check the situation.

"I don't know. Perhaps the light overflowed from the vicinity of the Marshal's body..."

Confused, Royce makes that all he has to say.

Meanwhile, there were other men on the spot who similarly held their eyes.

"What happened to Yui?

Lute, who was closest to the point where the light originated, worries about his best friend, even though he is completely blinded.

The red-haired man, who turned to such a lute and reacted strangely and tried to cover his eyes with his arms, turned his words to reassure him.

"Lute, it's okay. 'Cause he's right here."

"Is it true, Mr. Alex..."

"I'm not gonna lie to you, Kayla."

Heading to Kayla, who is somewhat uncertain about footprints, although it wasn't entirely a direct hit, Alex tells him so.

Taking it, Kayla confirmed its existence by walking over to Yui, who remained asleep on the ground, and touching it with her hands.

"... Oh, it's indeed Mr. Yui"

"Apparently what was clear was healed. I don't know how it works."

From a state of translucency, Alex praises Yui, who completely regained that entity.

Then at that time, a noisy bunch rushed up to them.

"Husband! Husband is ok and easy!

A skinhead man who scratched and showed up the magicians of the Empire, behind him a musculoskeletal bowman and a swordsman with sleepy eyes, and a red-haired magician.

Dedicated to the forced breakthrough of the dragoon soldiers by Yui, and then struggling to keep them away from the battlefield, the face of the former Carlin group runs down to Yui at the same time to speak to their former superiors.

"Captain, it's still too early to take a vacation. Now, move for the day off."

Come on, wake up.

"................................. Wake up"

"Push people into chores. What are you sleeping on? Captain, wake up!

Those who rock their former superiors with their powerful muscles, those who show up and lean against him at some point, those who usually speak seldom, and those who slap the faces of men who do not wake up without any hesitation.

Even if each calls on a man who has lost consciousness in front of him in his own way, he will not react.

"Why, why aren't you awake?

"I don't know. No... no way..."

In response to Kayla's question, an old man standing behind them finally opened his mouth when Noyne set his worst predictions on his mouth.

"A complete lack of magic......? I don't care if you spend it alone."

"Lack of magic? But there's already magic in this passage."

Even if Aince sticks out his hand and tries to knit out his magic, he can't produce one thing.

With that sight in his eyes, Azwell shook his neck small, left and right.

"What I and he have achieved is to make it impossible to synchronize to the source code. I don't have the manipulation to take the magic away from each and every one of you."

"Does that mean you still have magic, but you can't use it?"

"Ruri. And if you lose your magic completely... this is what happens."

In response to Eince's inquiry, Azwell answers that as he turns his gaze to Yui.

As soon as he opens his eyes, Aince puts his hand on Yui's body. And thinking about sending his own magic, he could no longer even feel it.

"It's no use. Originally, bridging magic to others is not easy to imitate."

"Damn, then I'll do it. Influence!"

Lute lets Aynce go away and grabs Yui's body in a hurry.

And he chants the magic given by Azwell and Yui.

But the result is the same.

Clarice, there was nothing magic could move from the body of the best magician.

"Damn, damn, why not. Yui, come back. Come back here. I swore I wouldn't forget then, that I wouldn't have a replacement for you... if you hadn't..."

It was an emotional exudation similar to a groan.

The silver-haired man weeps, and shakes the brunette's body over and over again.

Then a gently red-haired man's hand was placed on the shoulder of such a lute.

"We... are, Lute"

"... Alex"

"I'm powerless. I can't handle magic, and I can only wave this sword. But I can pray."

"God, please, it's pointless."

In response to Alex's words, Lute leaks that way as he drops his gaze.

But such a peek into his face, Alex said clearly as he stared into his eyes.

"No, I'm not. I'm not praying to this Sekai god. I only pray against him. [M] Yes, more alive than anyone else."

"To him himself...? Fine, I'll pray for you. More alive and dirtier than anyone else, to that fool himself."

"Apparently they like you."

"Well, we've known each other a long time."

Countless footage floating in a bright white space.

It clearly reflected the confusion everywhere, the struggle of the people he was involved in and, above all, the actions of those who surrounded him.

With that in sight, Yui turns his voice to the young man who remains fallen next door.

"Don't you have to kill me? Unlike earlier, I can't resist anymore. Anyway, there's no magic left to go back there."

"You can't. I think you should kill me. [M] Otherwise, we won't know when we're going back to Sekai."

The young man, who remained down, told him back that he was headed to a man who repeatedly breathed rough next door.

A moment of silence.

That's just a world of silence.

There is already no magical point of interference in this space either.

That's why we can no longer interfere with Sekai only by people.

The program leading Sekai was updated and completely locked.

No, they locked it.

Never stop Sekai from marking the hour again.

Don't let the end come to Sekai again.

Yui thought the result would be satisfactory.

Blood flowed.

And a lot was lost.

But the future, yes, was supposed to be closed. The future was open, exactly before them in the video.

He thinks this is fine.

At first it was revenge.

The revenge of the parents in the name of the modifier.

But in repeating himself around, he was unconsciously noticed.

Even the modifier is only a gear in a closed sekai.

This is also revenge on God.

Proof of how incomplete and not omnipotent God is.

He felt like that was the right revenge for his parents.

That's why, yes, that's why he's content.

This result.

But there were those who didn't feel that way.

"Trouble is, they're not going to kill me. They're going to sit here. Humans with no purpose should not be in this space."

Zeth, who should have been lying on the ground, slowly wakes up that body with the words.

Yui, who was staring at the motion like some other HR, asked, tilting his neck gently.

"Even so, unfortunately, it turned out to be a one-way ticket. I wish I had that neighborhood carriage to Sekai, but apparently there's nothing as good as that here."

"If so, I guess I'll have to get rid of it. I, the caretaker here, am an illegal resident like you."

A smile that sounds ironic, but slightly risky.

The moment he saw the look on the youth's face, Yui accidentally lost sight of the words.

"Zeth......"

"Wrong is not for you. This is Sekai's... yes, it's for this Sekai that he wanted better. This stops the collapse of Sekai. But the desert, and the collapsed sekai, isn't completely coming back. That's why I'm going back to push the last butt wipe on you."

The meaning of Zeth sending Yui back now.

As much as I don't know that, Yui wasn't stupid.

Nearly exhausting his magic powers and interfering with a system in which he was already locked up, which took a deep toll. It was almost certainly clear that it would be in exchange for the disappearance of its existence.

Still, I'm not lost in Zeth's expression.

On the contrary, he even had an unfit grin.

Yui also figured it out.

That he loves Sekai from the bottom of his heart in front of him.

And for that, he...

"... it's not my hobby to be forced to labor"

It was those words that Yui spun out.

Appreciation and apology were inappropriate, and seemed inappropriate for this occasion.

That's why he didn't say anything.

And Zeth accepts that, too.

"You can rest assured that I'm not asking you for it on a hobby. Because this is an obligation imposed on you. And from now on, not just as a mediator, but as an administrator."

"In the end, they all try to get me to work. It's really troublesome. I guess I just want at least about the cost of overtime."

I just don't say thank you.

But his expression was telling Zeth what to talk about.

That's why Zeth slightly distorts her cheeks and spins out the last word.

"If so, this will be paid in advance. Receive it. And Istarz... ask for that sekai. My Grace!"

Yui's circumference is distorted.

When does a bright white space change its color, one young man falls, and one man disappears from the space.

Nothing anymore.

Only the completed program just keeps moving quietly in space.

And Yui opened those eyes again.

In the eyes are the countless faces of those who know well.

There were those who were crying, those who were relieved, and those who were angry.

He slowly scratches his head with a bitter smile on his pointed gaze.

And he spun out the short words.

"Guys, I'm home"