Unmotivated Hero's Tale

"Well, I've also installed Cecil's cooperation, so let's talk a little bit about what we're going to do or how we're going to allocate our jobs."

Yui speaks that way and looks around the three of them in turn. Then the three staring at him nodded in turn.

"Okay, first of all, Clary. I'd like you to look into the City Hall books and registers, as well as the current number and location of Rugelir's disease. However, it is forbidden to go directly to the site and look into it."

"But husband. That doesn't make it easy to get accurate statistics. It could be pretty nasty, but why not?

Clary also understood that he had been conditioned to show him what he was. But as for him, his desire to create as much as he can for Yui is strong, and he confirms it as a precaution.

"Oh, that doesn't matter. I'll make something formal sooner or later, so for now, it's a rough report. So just focus on speed this time. And I'll take care of all the materials I put together, so you just need to focus on collecting them."

"Well, I can't believe my husband would do such chores... by the time he got here, did he eat anything bad?

Clary gives a seriously worrying look, surprised as if he had seen something rare, at Yui's statement that he said he would process the material collected himself.

"Oh, Yui, you were good at processing statistics like that. You don't do much these days?

Knowing Yui when he was called "Paper Knowledge Geek," Cecil utters a voice that seems unexpected when she hears Clary's words and actions.

"Ha, I'm totally tired of the work I said. If there's someone else who can do it, I'll ask for it instead. But if there's no one here right now. Besides, this time I'm going to be unable to move from this building for a while, so I was just trying to help with some paperwork."

Yui feels exposed to his appropriateness now, and when he comes to an embarrassing look, he tells him so with a scratch of his head. Having heard that statement, Clary immediately declared that he would obey his orders, although he felt slightly uncomfortable with what he had said.

"I don't know what my husband is willing to do, but I do. Hehe, if that's what they say, I'll take care of it. Easiest to try and get it all together"

"Yeah, then Cain next. Your job is to master and train Lemuriak's army. Acting Chief Military Officer Cecil can't do his military work full-time for a while, so you can put it together instead."

Moving his gaze toward Cains, Yui asks him for military work.

"Captain, can I get you something? I honestly don't feel confident about such a military chief's job..."

"It's okay. You must be training SS bowmen. [M] I hope you put together a good combination of training and control with that guideline. Because Cecil will do the rest of the work."

In the current SS, the former Carlin Army Strategy Department faces promoted to sixth place, with the exception of Clary, who works like Yui's deputy secretary, and Kreha, who prefers to act alone, Hoot leads the Swordsmen, Nanya the Mages, and Cains leads the Archers, respectively.

As unconventional as the other two, the refreshing and caring Cains had put the squad together best of the three, and their ability was satisfactory, as was Aynce, the captain.

"... ok. I'll try."

"Thanks. Then you two get ready for work tomorrow as soon as possible. I don't mind you looking for another room."

When Yui tells them so, Clary smiles slightly inclusively and opens his mouth to Yui.

"Heh, then it's easy to go. And, sir, don't freak me out because we're gonna be alone. Elise and Lina can cry easily."

"Oh, shut up already. Because I know."

"Ha, then, captain. I'm coming."

When Cains mouths a fresh grin as usual, they walk away from the room. Two former classmates were thus left in the room.

"Now for the last time, it's you, Cecil. I need you to help me with my research."

"Research? Well, I don't mind if you ask me to help... what exactly am I supposed to do?

Cecil asks that with a serious look on her face, Yui scratches her head and mouths a light seemingly kidding content.

"Nothing. You don't have to do anything yourself. If you come to this room at lunch every day for about two hours and sit in that chair there, that's all I need."

Having listened to Yui's remarks, Cecil does not understand what Yui is saying for a moment and gives a surprising look.

Cecil herself, I have some confidence in her beauty. And when she was in Wang Du, she used to be stared at by her then superiors to lick around all the time, and the possibility of such an end blurred in her brain for a moment.

But it is clear from the experience of acting with Yui that she is not the kind of person who seeks her as a figurine or talker, and Cecil begins to think of other possibilities.

"I said don't do anything... Yui, what is this about? I don't think it's meaningless because it's about you."

"Right, shall I tell you everything? Will you look at this?"

Yui mouths so, and when he takes a bunch of paper out of his luggage, he passes it to Cecil. That cover was titled 'Second Draft of Policies in Lemliac Applying Universal Code Theory'.

"Ko, this is... because he said he wouldn't use that one anymore"

With that cover in his eyes, Cecil strengthens her expression with a slightly trembling voice. Yui then shook his head left and right twice and spoke gently to her.

"Things changed back then. The situation you're in, and your standing position. Neither do I. No, I'm not what I was back then, Cecil. I think getting old means accepting the changes you and the people around you."

"Maybe so... but aren't some things the same, and some things you shouldn't change?

When she looks back at Yui, who dares to speak in an abstract way through her mood, Cecil says so with a squeezing voice.

"That could be it. But I can't go any further than I used to. So I'm going to take a step forward, even if there's been some risk."

Yui gets up from the chair without confirming her reply either, as if to indicate that when she speaks so much, her determination will not change. And he started walking straight to the door of the room.

"Where are you going?

"Don't hesitate to explore the city hall. Even if I live there, I'd like a room that looks a little more comfortable to live in. I can't believe it, I'm going to start tomorrow at lunch on that, so I'd appreciate it if you could keep your eyes open by then. See you tomorrow."

Yui smiles nicely and tells her so, disappears straight from the room. So on the spot, there was only one woman left who had saved tears in her eyes by remembering her past memories.

"But, Yui, you. There are certain things that do not change. It's like my feelings for you... but unfortunately, your feelings haven't changed at all."

"Professor, is Professor Azwell here?

A young man's voice suddenly sounds in the teaching room, where there is usually no sound other than the sound of turning paper and writing things, and a man enters the room. Then the lord of the room, sitting on the chair in such a way that he could be buried in a pile of documents, replied with an unpleasant look on his face.

"Mm-hmm. Another customer... what's going to happen this month? So, what can I do for you? It's the little one on the line."

"Ha. Thank you, Professor."

"So what are you doing here? I'm busy, so I don't always have time to deal with you soldiers. Say the requirements, say the requirements."

As well as sending a glance at Eince, Azwell instructs him to hurry.

"I know. I wanted to check with a professor today, and this is how I visited you."

"Hmm. Not as much as you come all the way to an old man like this, not a young woman. Anyway, you want to hear about him."

Your thoughts were full of prospects. Azwell says so ahead of Aynce's remarks.

"That's not true, to the professor... yes, you're right. As a matter of fact, a letter like this arrived from Lemuriak yesterday."

Aynce spreads the letter in his hand and hands it to Azwell. The letter said, "Arrange for me to send an excellent therapeutic magician as soon as you are ready".

"Hmm, so far so good, apparently."

"... you were still involved, weren't you? So what does the prep in this letter mean?

Against Azwell with a satisfying look on his face, Aince turns to him to voice his own doubts when he sighs like a shudder.

"If you want people's opinions, you must first express your opinions. What do you think, Xiaozhu?

"Certainly the draft plan at Lemuriak, which Senior Yui created and showed me, said that the therapeutic magician was the person he would need in the future. And I also know that seeking a therapeutic magician in Remliak probably has something to do with Rugelil's disease. But I don't know what it indicates that Senior Yui is" ready "and why this is the right time. So this is how I got my feet to the professor..."

Ace replied that way to Azwell with a really weak look on his face.

"Hmm... I ask you one thing, did you show this letter to anyone but me?

"To Seniors Lute and Alex. We both had a tough look at this and especially Senior Lute walked away from the room as it was. Senior Alex is Senior Alex and he won't answer anything just nico... so I got in trouble, so it's up to me to take a trip to the professor"

"I see, though I know some things, they're not great. Then you can leave it to them later."

When Azwell speaks so much, he drops his gaze on the paper at hand, as he lost interest from Aynce.

"Wait a minute. What do you mean by that? What the hell did you and Senior Yui plan? And what are the Lute seniors trying to do?

"I have so many questions. Well, it's no bother answering the question I'm about to ask, so I'll show you the real deal I made with Yui."

"Real? What do you mean, maybe what you were showing us..."

To Azwell's unexpected words, Aynce stuffs him slightly when he gets a surprise look.

"All I've shown you is an excerpt of the minimum necessary parts of what he planned to do, even if he doesn't mind being known. And here's the original he wrote."

Azwell takes the original of the plan Yui brings out of the drawer and presents it to Eince. Then, Aince, who saw it, reached for the plan reflexively, so Azwell quickly put his hand in it and pulled the plan in.

"Whoa, I guess you haven't answered my question yet. But at all, you're still fast, and you have bad habits. There's a glimpse of the evils of femininity here."

"Sorry, I..."

Aynce apologizes to Azwell as he pulls in embarrassed of his empty-cut hand.

"Fair enough. Well, I'll ask you, it's the little one on the line. How do you appreciate the ability of a human being named Yui?

"Huh? Are you Senior Yui? Well, you're an unmotivated hero. He's more important to me than that."

"Hmm, that's not what I'm asking you about the superficial things you said. I'm asking you how you recognize his abilities and abilities."

In response to Azwell's words, Aynce thought only slightly, answering in a sober tone.

"Right...... brains are unparalleled clear, and sword moves are not the best, but they will definitely be top notch. And there are magic tricks that can only be used by that senior. Honestly, I think you're extraordinary as a soldier."

"Is that all?

"That's all..."

Azwell gave an unfortunate look as he sighed as Eince struggled with the answer to a further inquiry.

"... you still don't understand the nature of Yui. Are you really trying to understand him?

"Your word...... I don't think there's anyone more respectful of that guy and trying to understand him than I do. Anyway, ever since I met him, I've been chasing him on the back."

Aince was proud that there was nothing more to admire and respect Yui than himself. Therefore, listening to Azwell's remarks, he shows slight frustration.

"Then Yui's back you were chasing isn't like a mirage. If you were to score your answers like a teacher, it would be nice to have a red dot. Totally fuzzy while I'm on this side..."

"Then how does the professor rate seniors?

Asked so in a slightly angry tone, Azwell answers, eyeing the anger that had appeared in his expression, in a tone he said was young.

"Basically, your answer is not incorrect. It just means we're overlooking the roots of his abilities."

"Root of ability?

"So if you're more precise about his specificity, you're not able to appreciate his perception."

"Specificity... recognition... what the hell do you mean?

Aince, unable to understand Azwell's words and actions, whines so confused.

"Hmm, don't you understand if I say so far? Then I'll give you one example, as you can see. For example, how do you knit magic when you use it?"

"Well, I'm going to imagine that some of reality will have that magical effect, and I'm going to write it down"

"So can you read the magic your enemies use?

"Well, you can. Of course if you cast a spell, but magic is a finite thing, even if it isn't, and its kind is somewhat limited. In the magic of flames, for example, you can narrow it down somewhat at when flames are created in this world as magic, right? And if you look at the form of flames that have emerged, you can see more or less which flames are magical."

The common magician narrows it down to some type when he sees the other's magic appear in that space. It is an analogy of the magic knitted by the opponent from circumstance, spell and experience.

Hence, Aince, who had previously been scattered in training with magicians, was confident of insight into that type of magic at a time when he had put the magic that appeared into perspective.

"Well, in general, that's normal. So, can you understand magic you've never seen before, for example, when confronted with magic from another country?

"That's impossible. 'Cause it's a case where you don't even know that magic concept or existence, right, it? I can't believe anyone could do that...... that...... why was that guy then...... no way!

A peculiar person who tries to dodge or rewrite a magic that has never been seen unleashed by a magician from another country just before activation suddenly emerges in Eince's brain.

"Well, I guess I finally noticed."

"Surely seniors always deal with any wizard...... does that mean that seniors simply know the magic inside and out and rewrite it based on"

"Exactly. His true specificity is not so much his ability to alter magic, but his ability to subdivide events and recognize them in the form of information."

Aynce slowly bites Azwell's words at that time. And when I understood what it meant, I got a stunned look.

"Maybe that's not just magic...... is that what you mean?

"Exactly. He has the ability to recognize all things, such as matter and magic, as a collection of information. Of course, you can't burn out your body and brain if you have too much information, so you usually only have access to magical information. He can't handle magic himself in tune with the laws of the world, but he can rewrite that magic because of his enormous ability to write and recognize. So, he's been saying for a long time that it's not formal magic, it's magic."

Azwell went pale and explained the facts so that nothing was going on. And whenever he hears a word of it, Eince puts a painful look on his face and wrinkles between his brows.

"And seniors always say they can barely use magic. Almost doesn't mean you can't use it at all, does it? I mean, the magic that seniors can use... Could that be why Senior Lute jumped out of the room? Yes, to help seniors."

"Probably so. In my plan, I made a plan based on the assumption that I would use a therapeutic magician. But perhaps the Lute guy came up with some of the worst cases that were supposed to happen."

"So you're saying Senior Lute looked and I didn't, seniors' backs. I've been so close, I've been chasing the backs of unsolicited seniors in me that I wanted to see, haven't I? Then I can't believe I'm catching up with a real senior..."

The Lutes were reading Yui's thoughts that they were meant to be on the side and understand, the fact that they were the only ones left behind. That fact makes Eince drop his shoulder.

"Aynce, let me give you some advice. You said this to my father a long time ago." Someday I'll Beyond Yui Istarz ". But you can't keep up with him forever as you are now. On the contrary, you can't even get to the starting line."

"It's..."

Yui keeps admiring and staying with goals. And again at this time Yui's distance from himself was noticed what it meant to be beyond him, which he once swore, so that he could not speak with his chest stretched.

"Look, it's impossible for you to catch up with him. Because you and him have a different vector named Talent. So you should look back at the value and talent that Yui doesn't have."

"My value... my talent... do I have all I can compare to that guy?

In response to a sudden Azwell inquiry, Aynce asks what she means while showing some confusion.

"That's not a stupid question. The fact that he put you at the head of the SS is obvious evidence of that. It's not Lute Hanneburg, it's not Alex Hughes, it's the Ayns von Line. Yes, I mean you."

Eince, hearing the word, reacts slightly to the body. But his gaze remained still falling to the ground. Oh man. Just when it takes care of him, Azwell goes on to say more to him once he exhales a loud sigh.

"Still don't understand? Then I'll tell you what you're worth in plain sight. It's not for Yui, it's just for you. That means you're the eldest son of the Rhine family, one of the four great dukes of the Kingdom of Clarice."

"Is that what you can call value by fulfilling it? Nothing. I wasn't born into a nobleman because I liked him, and when I look at him, I know it doesn't matter if he's noble or a common man. That's not where human value lies."

Eince argues so by putting out the matter of Yui, who is called a hero while coming out of the common people and continues to have an unusual birth. But Azwell lightly disproves Eince's view.

"But because of the crappy system that the nobleman thought of, is he being sent to a remote place or delayed in his promotion? But if you, the nobleman, were in his shoes, nothing would have happened. Don't you think?

"Maybe that's true indeed. But I... I'd rather be like him than be a nobleman."

"Well, you go too far after Yui. But even if you keep running after the mirage in front of you, there's no such thing as an extension. The future on your extension line is yours alone. Just follow the path of Eince von Rhein so that there is the path of Yui Isterz. Yui Istarz doesn't need two people in this country, and Eins von Rhein doesn't need two. But one of each is still needed in this country. You know what this means?

Against Azwell sending a sharp gaze, as if peeking into the back of Aynce's eyes, Aynce revealed her own feelings, while showing a slight stray.

"It... it certainly might be. But I want to know more about my senior. [M] Even if it's on a different rail, I can't even see my senior's back, and I can't keep running my own way!

"Hmmm... are you ready to get that far? If you want to walk with him, you have to understand him correctly."

"Do you understand Senior Yui correctly…"

When Aynce speaks so slowly as to bite down the meaning of the word, Azwell showers a relentless inquiry at him like that.

"You still don't know too much about him. For example, do you know his martial arts school? What about his parents? What's his magic trick principle? And... no, is this enough? Is there one thing in my mouth that the Lord can explain?

"... No, I don't"

Aynce is ashamed that she couldn't answer one thing about Yui, biting her lips slightly. Azwell then spoke with a slightly gentle voice towards the honest young man in front of him.

"Right. Nothing. I'm not asking you to investigate anything about him. But understanding his roots will allow the Lord to see his true face for the first time. Oops, I don't know if this is a little too tipsy."

"Examine the roots of seniors…? If that's a permissible thing to do, even if I could look into it, would I really understand what the seniors are up ahead?

Aince asked Azwell that as he embraced his body, without concealing his anxious voice.

"You can do it, you can do it. Yeah, he's a shy bastard, so I'd be mad if he found out I told you this story, but okay. Before he left here, he said you were his successor. Of course, it doesn't simply mean the leader of the SS, really as a successor to him."

"Am I...? But seniors have seniors Lute and Alex."

Aynce mouths the names of his two other respected men. Then Azwell sends a powerful gaze toward Eince.

"Well, you know they do. You're not the one who's going to succeed Yui."

"Because I am the son of the Grand Duke."

Azwell shakes his neck to the left and right when he sends a lonely glance at Aince, who speaks that way as if it were a burden.

"So it's worth your while, too. While you're using that as an excuse, you'll never be able to line up next to him... well, I'll just burn another blame on you impudent."

"Is it because of you"

Wake up the face that Aynce was leaning over and turn back to Azwell, he shakes his head vertically once.

"Oh, it's my fault. Look, in order to truly know Yui Istarz, I doubt common sense, I doubt phenomena, and I doubt this world."

"Do you... doubt this world?

"Bye. And read what's behind the event. By doing so, for the first time, you get to what he really sees, what he really thinks. So for the first time, you can see what this world really looks like. And..."

I just spoke so much, and once I make it for big, Azwell speaks out, as he decides to.

"And show me your worth, and build your own worth just as much as you can stand up next to Yui Istarz and walk with him."