Isekai Mahou wa Okureteru!

Was it surprising that Shuiming was subjected to their magic? As soon as the tall shadow runs away into the darkness, Fermenia and Lefir rush to the water.

"Lord Swimey!

"Suimei!

Even in the sight of both of them, Shuiming remained gazed at his left arm and the black claw that was clutching there.

To him like that, Fermenia,

"Lord Swimey... are you all right? It looked like it had undergone some dark magic earlier..."

"Oh, I ate it. It's coming through the walls."

said, Shuiming shows Fermenia his left hand protruding to maintain the exercise of magic. The gloves and cuffs were uncharacterized in any way, but the black wax that penetrated the walls, the areas of the arms and hands that it clung to were dark and wrinkled as if they had lost moisture.

"Ko, what's this?

"They did it. Apparently it's an attack that falls into a category that's probably pretty powerful among Astral Attacks. Not only does Astral Body have a huge effect on the flesh."

When Shuiming says that and makes his face look bad, Lefir peeks in as he stretches his back.

"Are you all right?

"That's not good. Leave it like this, it's gonna rot and collapse."

"Become, what the hell "

"Oh, isn't it important! Quick, heal. Magic! No, is this a symptom that can be cured by healing magic in the first place...?

Lefir and Fermenia marvel at the words of Shuiming as if they were other personnel.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

"What are you talking about, Suimei! Necrosis is not a problem!

"'Cause it's okay. They're doing Astral Body, so you can use healing magic right away.

Because I just don't go back to "

"Really?

Fermenia exhaled in relief as Mizumino nodded at Lefir's confirmation question. I have wrinkles and they look terrible. But the actual condition - can't you say it's not terrible? At a time when Astral Body is hurting me, let's just say I'm seriously ill. It's not just an injury, so there's time to get it back to normal. Can I use my left hand for the time being?

Mizuming dropped his eyes on his left arm again. That fold, a whistle of alarm sounded.

"... you're a gendarme"

I was briefed by the gendarmes who rushed very late, a little later.

They arrived at the scene. I wonder why they were there. They were prepared to smell a little annoying, but they also seem to know somewhat about the circumstances of the Mizumins, so much so that they have more than their thoughts about the hearing - now.

When I caught up with what seemed necessary, the gendarmes just left me all I had to do, and on top of that, even if I was walking into the scene on my own to do some research, I was just in a state where I could pretend not to see it.

According to what Fermenia, who was listening, said that the gendarmes were not happy about Elliot at all. He is a brave man, a collaborator who tries to solve a case that happened in the Empire, but still has a strong side to the gendarmes when they suddenly come in where they were investigating and when they finally become their own superiors and try to use them like limbs.

Besides, all fame will belong to Elliot if you mention the handles. When it comes to cooperation at the helm of the Salvation Church, it can't be motivating either.

Therefore, they secretly wonder if this coma case will be solved by some other factor. And the candidacy for that factor includes ourselves. Naturally we cannot cooperate, but I guess it takes the form of acquiescence. You think the drunken-smelling gendarmerie has also made a bet on Fermenia since daylight? Things continue to go wrong and I guess it's a throw, but that's not the only factor.

Fumi Shuiming turns his attention to the gendarmes. I'm busy moving around, but the investigation hasn't made any progress. Again, they didn't seem to have a good understanding of dark magic either, and the Wizard Guild advisors who eventually arrived just shook their heads sideways.

In the meantime, a group of gendarmes who were blocking the scene in the rear became increasingly noisy. Soon after, the gendarmes' hedges cracked and a man in military uniform came through from there.

"- That's an odd encounter. I didn't know anyone was dealing with a brave man, but I didn't know it was you."

The voice is a familiar voice. As for appearance, of course. It was that man who took Liliana to the fold where he looked for the library the other day.

"Sure... since I saw you the other day? I saw you with the Imperial Army. Why are you here?

and Shuiming asked, the man did not change one complexion and meditated,

"I don't need to answer that to you. There is one thing you should do now. All you have to do is tell me what was here - Swimey Yakagi."

Did you get the name from Liliana? Mizumi, who was given words in a tone that was also close to the order, asks him about his dwelling correctly.

"Excuse me, may I ask your name?

"Colonel Imperial Army Communications, this is Rogue Zandaik."

Did the name sound familiar to you? Refile frowns in surprise, releasing an unnameable grunt.

"Of the Seven Swords, One..."

He dances in numerous shadows or busily against the background of an eye-burning orange emitted by a magic light.

at the scene of a coma incident. After returning the accompanying Mizumins, a small shadow in military uniform appears before the Rogue, which now looks at the gendarmes who will be pursued for investigation.

- Where have you been, Liliana?

Liliana looked awed by the voice of Rogue, who was not even turned around,

"A little, in the wind at night..."

"I thought you included telling me not to go out there for nothing?

"Sorry, no..."

To Rogue's words like reprimand, Liliana gets even smaller. Rogue tells Liliana, who shrunk up in front of him so much that she illusioned herself like that, without changing her complexion again.

"Fair enough. What about the situation?

"From the gendarmes, I hear, grasp, and do the obvious."

"Right. How'd it go with the gendarmes from you?

"As always, it is. Sometimes the target of the killer is a reputable nobleman, and without a busy investigation, he dawned on the card, and now he's even making a bet about how the brave man is."

"Not a good reputation..."

Liliana nods at Rogue for making a repertoire without appearing.

The gendarmes, as usual, are not motivated on this matter. I can't help it. Because the upper echelons of the Empire and the Salvation Church are only doing what they do to motivate the gendarmerie to do for it to flourish.

Neither the brave men who have recently joined the search will be able to deal effectively with the gendarmes. I just go around behind my back. No brave man or nobleman can be any threat to this one.

And they said, "Well, she came back to the scene with no food on her face."

"It may be convenient for me, but thanks to you, I'm just getting loud around you these days"

"Colonel..."

Is the blur because the harm in this case is bothering his head?

Yes, all the nobles she defeated today, and all the nobles she has defeated so far, are the ones who don't feel comfortable with Rogue, the uprooter from the civilian population. If you just don't feel comfortable yet, all those who can't bear the beginning and end of what you're even doing to kick him down. If those people stay on the case, there will be extra people out there.

There is harm. Yes, but if you fail to eliminate them for fear of it, Rogue will in any case be buried and crushed by the jealousy and ambition of the aristocracy.

So no matter what happens to me, the colonel... Yes, only my adoptive father picked himself up and raised me. And, while I firmly resolve to do so, I apologize to Rogue in my heart,

"Liliana."

"Yes, sir"

As he immerses himself in every thought, he is suddenly called by name, exposing himself to a misheard lapse. But Rogue won't let him be reprimanded for it, as if looking in someone's vanishing direction,

Before this, I was talking about Swimey Yakagi.

"Something about that man."

"I want information about that man. Contact and find out."

Liliana asks back suspiciously to the unexpected order given by her adoptive father and boss.

"To Suimei Yakagi, is it?

"That's right. Apparently, he made contact with the culprit in the case. You said you stumbled across it during the search."

"The colonel, uh, said he was the killer?

"I don't think so, but I'm curious."

"... I understand, Colonel"

Yes, he informed Rogue of his acceptance, and Liliana followed Rogue as he entered the gendarmerie's investigation.

A few days after contact with the killer in the coma. Mitsumi, who had dawned on arm treatment and dark magic considerations without a trace since then, was staring at the back cover of the book on this day in the corner of the Empire's proud Great Library.

"Dark magic..."

Dark magic. From what I hear from Fermenia, the magic expert in this world, it is particularly difficult to handle and special among the eight attributes. Fermenia is not a specialist either, so what she knew was that she stopped at the condition and effects when she received it, and that Astel also had people who use dark magic, but she couldn't even listen to them in detail because the person was also of a nature that she didn't really want to relate to others.

Even when I came to the Imperial Library, where the amount of books held was broken, there were few magical guides written about dark magic, and few references were made, such as magic that manipulated darkness, or heresy among the elements, which could not be handled without strong aptitude, and destroying the surgeon himself.

Fermenia and Lefir say that the use of dark magic seems to be few throughout history, because it destroys the aforementioned sorcerer himself, and it is not because it remains self-written or otherwise.

Shuiming loosens the bandage wrapped around his left hand and looks at the contents.

Magic that permeated the walls of a rotten golden fortress and harmed his own body. Slight, somewhere with biological humidity, that black wax is - darkness. The hands and arms received remained with sequelae, wrinkled as dry, and now a dark mole is appearing.

What is this?

Fire, water, wind, thunder, earth, trees, light, things that are materially present about them, but that cannot be identified with energy or matter when it comes to the darkness of the elements.

Normally, when it comes to darkness, it's about objects that absorb light or spaces that have nothing. There is just a lack of light in that space, not something called "darkness".

Indeed, in this world, dark matters, dark energizing things, are believed to exist. These are the so-called "substance of the scalp" and "numerical value of the scalp", which must exist to prove that the laws of physics are correct, supposedly there should be.

If it is to be the power of darkness, it is also the art of creation. Because all we have to do is reproduce what doesn't exist with a combination of numbers that can't exist in that world, with a few secrets, using a void number.

But in a world where mathematics is also underdeveloped, there can be no such thing as the notion of its vain numbers discovered in recent generations or the "numerical value of the scales". Even if it occurs, a dark magical effect can never be desired.

The other absolute nothingness - there's no way you can reproduce ignorance or anything else, plus that dark magic was an attack that had a direct effect on Astral Body. Then it is not something that can be determined by normal thinking.

Ability to interfere with the surgical formula. Power to block light. Astral Attack that deals direct damage to the mental body. Does it exist in this world by fulfillment, such as a single force that combines its various properties?

Laughter leaks out of the mouth of nature and water in the middle of thinking about that.

"Heh, heh, heh..."

Yes, this is it. This is the time to accidentally hit the wall on the way to pursuing mystery. I can feel myself pursuing exactly the unknown. Because of this, he said he could realise that he was a mystician, the one who reached out to the impossible realm. And double-check. I still have to keep pursuing myself. About this dark magic, too, yes.

The level of civilization in this world is lower than in the other world. Then common sense of theory and law also needs to be brought back to its level. times when there was heat and fuel. No, much older than that. On top of that, I was wondering if there was anything.

Usually Astral Attack is dominated by the use of pagan divine labor (Goetia). Techniques that harness the power of mystical beings and attack mental shells (astral bodies) that are normally beyond human reach. And so is witchcraft, old gand witchcraft, and the curse of yin and yang. Anything that solidifies thoughts in a negative direction can easily harm the spirit and soul of others.

Yes, it's a spell. But there is an assumption that all the magic of this world uses elements. With that in mind, the use of spells is unthinkable with exceptions.

(But that must have been a grudge to come up from my left hand then)

- That's right. I accidentally had it in my mouth then, but I must have felt it. Tell me what that nerve-wrenching sensation is. That power did say hatred or resentment. Negative power. It's something that people can't handle without mumbling. I would have learned to be angry at that art of not skipping myself. Such a small body, it's supposed to be young. That I'm using something like that.

I can see Liliana in my head. What if the killer was just as young? If not, shouldn't we be on the right path as magicians?

(You're confused in the head. I need to sort it out)

Thoughts don't come together rationally. As is often the case, freshly remembered and irrelevant matters connect with each other when they do it on their own with trivial commonalities, and even change and sit in their heads like the truth. Must be such a foretaste right now. It can't even come down to me with a predicted hunch. So there's no such thing as Liliana being that shadow, and she's not a user of dark magic. Nor am I on the wrong path of magic guidance.

"... S... May... of!

So think about it. Now we are talking about dark magic. That was certainly a force in the negative direction. Then what is the use of the element? No, when I say this dark magic in the first place, is it magic using elements? If so, isn't the premise different from the beginning? If so, the art of manipulating it goes back to the history of mystery...

"... Lord Swimey!

"- Ah, oh, Fermenia?"

He jumps up his head, which he was letting lean over with his thoughts, to the loud voices raised in his ears, and reacts as if he had jumped up but as if he had. The Lord of the Voice was Fermenia.

She calls out and asks, a little frightened.

"Fermenia, or not. What the hell did you do?

"No, just think about it."

When he answers, he tries to put in an apology, "... Am I interrupting you," but waves it in a flickering way to block her, prompting her to a corner of the desk where she was in formation for the investigation.

And while I preorganized the magic I brought to read the magic book, I also asked Shuiming. I asked her to continue listening.

"How'd it go?

"Yes, I didn't sift much better"

"Right. I knew you'd help me out."

"It seems that the inhabitants of the imperial capital are getting information from the devout faithful, and I wonder if the story is coming from there somewhat"

The Fermenian face you speak of is a sinister face. As initially thought, is it difficult to achieve results in listening? After all, it would be most useful to keep an eye on the collaborators.

It's just that the gendarmes were relatively cooperative.

"Why?

"Thank you. The gendarmes have a verse that doesn't make Lord Elliot happy."

"Hmm?"

"You also know Lord Swimey was a part of the search for the killer not long before he started to compete with Lord Brave... but in the name of the Salvation Church and the Brave Behind him, the Gendarmes let him provide all the information and use them to search for him."

Indeed, it would be a useful hand to use the brave man's name and the back shield: the Church. Although there will be no denying the deterioration of the emotions of those who are used anyway.

"Well, the gendarmerie I heard about was drinkin 'away, and I guess Lord Elliot just carries things around normally because there was so much malicious talk."

Brave Elliott. We only talked about it when we were at the Xiao Dark Pavilion, but apparently with a more serious personality than we thought. Neither this harm will be added to the authentic search because the faithful are in charge, or because they do not properly grasp the harm.

"So what, the gendarmes are gonna use us on that stomach?

"Thank you. I've already made a bet."

"You're not very motivated. My own people are being harmed."

Fished by Fermenian vomited sighs, Shuiming also pushes his temples around with his index finger. So, does Fermenia still have a reason for the apathy of the gendarmes?

"There's a little bit about that, but I'll tell you about it when I can get my back."

"Okay. And what happened to the noblemen we were rushing to?"

"Seems to be being rehabilitated at home now, but consciousness, like other victims, says he hasn't returned yet"

The man, who seems to have been subjected to the shadow sorcery of the short, was immediately taken by the gendarmerie, and Shuiming also saw only from afar about the condition. When I have done my research, do I have to go check on you too?

"Right. Keep it up, please."

When I took a break from hearing Fermenia's report and settled my hips in the library chair alongside the two of them, I was furthermore concerned that Shuiming was casual.

"Well, I thought," How could our conversation go through fine or even read a book?

There have been a lot of conversational and sentence related notices here lately. I can read Elliot's conversations and library books in different languages without any problems.

"Because you have the protection of Yingjie's summons. I remember telling a similar story before."

"You realize you didn't care that much. I didn't hear the details, but in the end, here, how come the words make sense?

"Anyone summoned by Yingjie's summoning ritual will be automatically multiplied with the art of language conversion, but this will seem to conform to the summoner's knowledge."

"Hmm?"

"In the case of Lord Swimey, it is my knowledge...... that if anything is in Lord Swimey's world and matches against the concepts I know, the language will be converted, and this word will match the pronunciation of Lord Swimey as it is for what was not originally in Lord Swimey's world. Whatever I don't know will be understood according to your pronunciation."

Does that mean that there are limits to conversion in concepts that exist, concepts that do not? Certainly when I fought Fermenia before, the word "junctional magic" was something she didn't understand. I guess that's also a limit that can be converted, and it's a concept that's not even in that world about dark magic, but I guess that's how it's converted because it's simply what you put the word darkness and magic in this world.

When he puts his mind to it that way, Fermenia brags about its rich breasts about what he's proud of.

"Hehe, I mean, you're helping Lord Brave and Lord Swimey talk and read and write, which means it's my knowledge."

Next to her, who says so, "I'm doing well," Shuiming leaks an exclamation exhale. To him, Fermenia pulls out a topic he's been reluctant to hear.

"Speaking of which, Lord Swimey, how was the investigation after all?

"No. I don't have anything that might be helpful."

and joking and creating a state of good luck, Fermenia gives an unfortunate look. I realize that there was a difference in the degree to which I received it from Fermenia, Shuiming says in a serious voice, turning around so that I immediately know it was a joke.

"But I'm thinking about countermeasures."

"Measures?

"That too, but I don't know what that is."

"There is also a lot of unknown to us about dark magic...... can you analyze it only with the knowledge of Lord Swimey's world?

"I don't think there's anything I can do. There's no way you can unravel everything in this world. I'm wearing a star at first sight."

And in a tone that smelled a little optimistic, there was something from the information obtained so far, isn't this it? All you have to do is observe and identify again in the field. Then Fermenia says, tilting her neck slightly.

"I was worried about something else."

"What?

"These are the words added at the end of that Dark Wizard's chanted spell. That's something I've never even heard of. Uh..."

Fermenia faces without words out of the drawer in her head. Instead of her like that, Shuiming says.

"Orgo, Lucula, Lagua, Secnt, Rabbieral, Bay Baron...... right"

"Oh, yeah. Those words, I don't sound familiar either. What the hell is that..."

A voice hangs from behind me as Fermenia grows her imaginary face and makes it tough with her mouth blurry.

"Excuse me. May I?

As the two turned to that voice, a man of white colour stood, dressed in the uniform of a librarian.

He was a facial acquaintance that Mizuming knew when he first came to the library.

"Are you the secretary? I'm still using it for a lot of research today."

"Mr. Goat... That was it. You're still keen today."

To compliment him on his diligence, Mitsumi smiles "well" and subtle to the clerk who responds with a smile.

Then Fermenia, who doesn't know him, asks.

"Forest people, is that it? Lord Swimey, what about this one?

Forest people, that is, are you referring to elves? The clerk introduced me to Elf before, so it's probably another name.

"This guy's a clerk. It's Mr. Lormion. When I came here the other day, I was asked to explain what was in the library."

"Really? That's unusual. I hear there are many people in the woods who don't want to get too involved with humans."

Fermenia frowns uncommonly as she turns toward Romion. To her words, the librarian, he smiles bitterly.

"You're often called a weirdo. I'm living out of the woods where I was born."

And so on and so on, I guess the way this world elves is similar to the elf stories that are common in the other world, they also live in the woods and live in closed quarters. Forget about it.

"That's right, what?

"No, I was wondering if it was something we were talking about dark magic or something when we went through the neighborhood."

Fermenia opened her eyes unexpectedly to the romion that she was attracted to interest,

"Because you know?

"Yeah, well, I'm spending some time there, too, so I don't know."

Unexpectedly, we would be able to hear stories about dark magic, adding romion to surround the desk. As soon as he takes his seat, Romeon cuts it out.

"Dark magic. In a sip, it is a powerful magic among the eight attributes of fire, water, wind, earth, thunder, tree, light and darkness. No, you might be right to say vicious magic...... So why are you two looking into dark magic?

"Hey, this guy."

Shuiming, who told him to point that way, takes the bandage wrapped around his left hand and shows it. Then Loomion, who saw it, changed his expression to surprise.

"Was this... so you were investigating dark magic..."

Fermenia now asks the roaming romion, fingering back the slightly lowered position of the glasses.

"Because you know the symptoms when you look at them?

"I used to be a magician before I came to this library, and I've taken care of people who had dark magic before. Mr. Goat, can I show you something?

If there is no particular reason to say no, Shuiming nods and offers the left hand that took the bandage. Romion observed his left hand for a while, but eventually exhaled with an admirable look.

"... you're in stable condition. Normally, if you suffer the erosion of a strong dark force so far, your condition will progress to the center of your body... Goat, do you have this for yourself?

"Well, I just applied the healing techniques I know,"

"No. It's a great way to handle it. I've never seen a brilliant treatment like this before."

Yes, Romeon says, now he asks by turning his expression into something harsh.

"Where did you get the dark magic?

"The culprit in the case is making a scene."

"- Were you attacked "

Asked Loomion with such surprise, Mitsumi and the others told him the story in hindsight. The fact that the goddess announcement was to compete with Elliot at the beginning, and that he made contact with and fought the killer a few days ago.

Loomion, who was quietly listening to it, makes a rugged face.

"... well, I did hear rumors that someone was fighting with the brave, but that's who you are"

and soon after exhaling as if the Mizumins were rubbing their minds into the situation in which they were placed, Loomion corrects his posture. And as he turned his sincere gaze,

"I don't know what to say - don't."

"Do you want me to stop looking for the killer?

"Yeah. I guess it's not something outsiders like me should talk about, but if the killer is a dark magic user, the other person is too bad. Not only can you suffer from death if you undergo dark magic poorly, but you can also lose your life in the shock you suffer."

"Still, I have company."

"But it won't be a substitute for life. It would certainly be dangerous to follow the brave..."

After you say that, Loomion, divide it up a little.

"Besides, you said the word Bay Baron earlier, didn't you, Goat?

Fermenia frowns and asks questions about Romion.

"About that too...?

"I remember hearing that word a long time ago."

"If you know it, can you tell us about it, too?

To Fermenian's petition, Romion nodded heavily before slowly opening his mouth.

"It's called a barbaric name."

"Banmei, is it?

"Yes. A barbarian name is a cursed word that was born in this world at the same time as dark magic and lost in ancient times, and this has the effect of amplifying the power of certain attributes - that is, dark attributes"

"Amplify?

"Yes, I am told that the dark magic added to this word is several times more powerful than when you unleash normal dark magic. To find out, the Dark Magic user added to the Dark Magic spell."

"So, the Dark Magic Users"

"Perhaps you can use the dark magic of considerable power."

Fermenia is breathtaking in the clarification presented by Romion.

"I'll say it again. Stop it. It doesn't matter how many lives you have."

"But we have to do it"

"For your people, is it?"

When Shuiming appeared to snort, he gave up any further persuasion, or Loomion sighed a shuddering mixture.

"If that's what you're saying, it's no use stopping it."

"I'm sorry for what you've told me"

"Okay. Don't forget the dangers of dark magic."

As soon as Romeon said so, he said, "Excuse me," and went back to work.

"Barbarian name for dark magic... Lord Swimey?

Fermenia looks sinister and tilts her face at the idea. And as he groaned to divulge his troubles, turning toward Mizumi, he wandered his gaze somewhere far away, not here.

"Barbarian name..."

Yes, he looked up at the library ceiling.