At the end of a metastasis that fell into a rift in dimension.

"I'm home."

"Huh?

"Hey, what?"

"Welcome home, Mr. Tallow"

Returning to her original place with a metastasis, Mr. Beresena was completely puzzled and his squire felt similar, but was wolfed with a stronger expression of surprise. Sigal usually welcomed me though.

Looks like you'll be the first to go home. Of course they're coming with us.

"Back. I knew I didn't like metastases."

Haku likewise went home with a transfer. When you look at the guys that brought you here, you can barely see any injuries, and Haku's done it with a single blow.

But translation magic It's strange that you don't like metastasis, even though you keep it constant and make proper conversations. Was Inai feeling something similar about me?

Well, it looks like you can use it, and it's not like it was when I did it.

After a while, something black becomes big enough to swallow two people, from which multiple men are thrown up and slowly the chroot emerges.

After all, I wonder if I can use black while still white. My skin is a little shallow and dark. So, I'm still a little scared.

"... now, are you okay?

Kroto says while pointing to the men, so check the men's cheapness for once. Yeah, maybe, I'm fine.

Well, I found out about some injuries. This way. I was trying to assault Mr. Beresena with such an adult count. I don't feel sorry for you there.

"Who the hell are you?

Mr. Beresena asks quietly. There is no confusion or surprise. Asked very quietly, in a calm atmosphere.

"Answer me. What's your purpose?

With a serious eye, so that we don't mistake our sincerity, so that we don't mistake our judgment, so that we can determine what we are.

"The goal is to find something more fun and scary."

"... what?

Mr. Beresena, whose eyes dot Haku's reply. I don't think so either, I look at Huck. But Haku doesn't care, he goes on flat.

'I have come to know that my life has never been interesting. So the goal is to find something more fun. "

"Oh, no, I'm not."

My purpose is nothing else, is it?

To Huck's answer, Mr. Beresena, you'll be drained of poison. It is as pocan as a lie as I was in the mood just now.

"Fun stuff, huh? But, well, am I similar? I want to see a lot, I just want to know a lot, and I'm traveling."

"I have a purpose in following Mr. Tallow, but I wonder if my goal now is to do more. Oh, that's not what this is about."

"... I'm just following your father."

Following Huck, I answer somehow, too. The purpose of my journey is a loose object that I want to see in this world.

I've come to a world I don't know, and I wanted to know everything.

But honestly, if Inai says she wants to go home and doesn't want to travel, she doesn't want to go back to Uml immediately.

Only while Inai forgives me, I'm going to let her through a little bit.

Cigal and Kroto follow me, laughing a little. These two are smart, so I probably feel deliberate.

"... yes, you are. It doesn't matter, you guys."

That's what Beresena says and smiles at us when she recovers from feeling a little frightened. I wonder what it doesn't matter.

Oh, maybe they thought I was one of these guys, pretending to get in or something.

"In the meantime, why don't you tie these guys up?

A squire brought a kind of rope at some point. Really when. Nod for now and tie us all up.

"Uh, soundproofing was, uh, like this, I guess"

Once they're all tied up, create a junction that won't let just the sound escape outside and cover the house. I'd be in trouble if they made a fuss about these interrogations.

"You, you were a magician. It's also sooo good"

"Uh, no, magician, it's not like that."

"Really? He used metastatic magic early for that, and the world was unchanging, right?

"Well, compared to other technologies, I'm good at magic,"

If I can't use magic in the first place, I'm just a little bit more trained than the average person around here. It's no exaggeration to say that my foundation is fundamentally made up of witchcraft.

If you can't use magic in the first place, you can't use a magician's sword.

"In the meantime, wake up?

Sigal's listening and she's waking one of the guys up from behind.

"Right, let's hear what's going on. May I?

Let's take credit for Beresena, who was attacked in person.

"Yeah. Probably as expected, please"

Mr. Beresena seems to know who these guys are. Well, if you wake me up, I'll know, and for now, let's ask these guys what's going on, and then we'll ask Mr. Beresena a few questions. If you can't answer me, well, that's it.

"Then I'll wake you up."

That's what Haku puts Decopin in the man. Sigal didn't think Haku would do that, apparently, and he erupted small.

I laughed, of course.

"Hey, what are you doing, Huck?"

"To?"

When I said it with a laugh, Haku returned it with a strange face. This one's strange.

"Oh, aren't you going to wake me?

"If I ate your decopin, I wouldn't wake up the other way."

And, I let the penetration in, but unexpectedly the man woke up groaning.

"You're up!

"Ugh..."

"I've handled it right!

If you hit him in the head, he'll usually just do more damage. Uh, but do you want me to slap you on the cheek and wake you up?

No, I usually pass out if I hit him in the head with that momentum. I'm not crazy.

"Here, ha. What was that black earlier?"

Oh, is this the one who got hit by Kroto?

"If you wake up, I want you to answer my question."

At some point your squire holds a one-handed sword and sticks it in the throat of a man who cannot yet return from the confusion.

Little by little, the man grasps the situation and stares at his squire.

"I don't have to tell you, I'm somewhat predictable, but I grabbed Master Beresena, and what were you going to do"

But the man answers not to the words of his servant, but only to stare at his face.

"Are you not willing to answer? If so."

The squire draws the one-handed sword and waves the sword down the neck of the man who is still fainting.

I reflexively kicked the sword in a fairy tale before I could reach the man.

"What!?

"What are you doing here? Surprised -"

I waved it down completely without mercy, now.

"This man sees everyone being captured and sweetly sees no life involved. If you say so, you will die, and even if you die, you will only tell me that there is a substitute."

Um, I thought Mr. Beresena was a sweet man, but a squire. Eh, Eh, Eh, Eh.

No, but considering my husband was being targeted, maybe it's natural.

"No, you can't. Bye."

"Be, Master Beresena"

Mr. Beresena attaches his own hand to the hands of his squire and slowly takes the broken sword into his hands.

"Thank you, boy. Stop me."

"Oh, no."

Laughing fluffily, he thanked me and crouched in front of the man.

"Hey, what do you guys want to accomplish? You want to change your country? You want to make your country your own?

In a fluffy tone, Mr. Beresena says as he leans his neck. From what I've just said, it turns out he's definitely a big guy involved in some country.

I wonder if I might have stuck my foot in some serious trouble. No, but, well, I'm the one who decided to do it, and I can't help it.

The man answers nothing to the question and remains silent.

"If you grab me, your purpose may come true. But that's just for you. We will not continue until we involve more people who have no power to fight."

"Don't be ridiculous! If you have the heart to resent you guys, you can fight forever!!

The man is there, suddenly furious, yelling at Mr. Beresena. But Mr. Beresena is not surprised, and continues.

"Really? Do you really think so? Aren't you the only ones who can keep thinking that (...)?

"Oh, that's"

To Mr. Beresena's inquiry, a man stuck in words. What do you mean, you're the only ones?

I'm here, I guess we're just talking about these guys.

"Hey, now that kid's about to change his country. Can't you just have them wait for that?

"Oh, you can't believe that man's son or anything!

"Well, maybe I am. But if you fight any more, you have no way ahead of you."

"What!

So Mr. Beresena takes a small, deep breath and talks.

"You don't have the strength to fight anymore. At least I don't have the power to cut the front and fight. Trying to grab me is good evidence.

But then, other countries won't admit it. From the front, the people, beat the oppression. In that form, every country would admit it.

But a change in kings, a change in the way they govern, a mere failure to see the current course of action with its former roots in its chest, will lead to all destruction. "

With a gentle voice. But Mr. Beresena speaks with certain seriousness. All ruined? But it's true, people who take hostages and take their country, they're afraid to leave it there. I don't know what I'm going to do.

There's nothing strange about some country moving to deal with it.

"Besides, if this is going well, I'm hurting myself."

"Beh, Master Beresena!?

A squire shouts surprise at Mr. Beresena's shock remarks. I was surprised, too. I'm glad I'm here.

"Then you guys really don't have a hand in anything. Still fighting?

"It is, but"

But you keep ignoring our surprises, Mr. Beresena. The man feels pushed by her temper like that.

"I know how you feel. But if you can't keep fighting at this point, all you're waiting for is doom."

The man asks with a dismayed look whether he took the word as true. You didn't think that far, you guys.

Well, don't you think I'd say this guy would hurt himself? Something that doesn't seem to be possible. If I think about it normally.

"You should chill your head a little. Tell the other kids what I want and think about it."

When you say that, you get up and walk towards me. What is it?

"I'm sorry, will you hang out a little more?

Oh, I see. Well, I don't have a rush today, and I don't mind anything else. I mean, I didn't want to go home halfway, so I nod back.

"I wonder if the disappeared group of leaders is, after all, something I don't understand that I'm headed to a dead place..."

Oh, my God, I feel so bad about leaving with Mr. Beresena whining sadly.