Tsuihou Sareta Bannou Mahou Kenshi wa, Koujou Denka no Shishou Tonaru

Cleon, deputy head of the Knights of St. Sophia, sighed deeply.

This is the deputy chief's office at the Knights headquarters.

Except for the large number of books on the bookshelf between the walls, it was a qualitative, killer landscape room.

The condition of the room reflected the character of the predecessor, or solon.

Cleon remembered Solon's words.

Let Solon tell you, it is enough to have a desk and a chair, with a gorgeous interior and other waste of gold.

Instead, Solon had purchased a large number of books.

Investigative reports on sites everywhere, dictionaries on demonic habits, etc., naturally help with the adventures of the ruins.

But that's not all, there are medical and pharmaceutical specialties, explanatory notes on Imperial Law, readings of folk cultural customs in various parts of the Empire, and then recipes for cooking.

Cleon initially wondered what it would do, but Solon laughed and said.

"It all helps. Definitely."

And Solon was right.

First aid for wounds, which cannot be fixed by restorative magic, required medical and pharmaceutical knowledge.

The book of laws was useful in negotiating with officials when granting permission to explore sites everywhere, as well as contracts when hiring people or selling treasures.

Because the empire is vast, there were occasions when customs differed from those around the imperial capital and on the border, and it was difficult to obtain the cooperation of the local people if they were not aware of the customs.

Based on the knowledge gained in the book, Solon was doing all kinds of chores without hesitation.

He was really clever, I think, Cleon.

But Solon didn't have a gift or extraordinary power.

He was a bad guy for things like adventurers, mages, and heroes, Cleon thinks.

Solon is fit to be an entrepreneur or a pastor who otherwise leads people.

Even now, Cleon can vividly recall the day he first met Solon.

It was when I was a freshman at magic school.

Creon was twelve years old, and Solon, who had been admitted later than the standard age of admission, was two years older.

Cleon was a good householder at the time, but he was weak and powerless. And I was always bullied by my classmates.

Solon showed up before Cleon, who was also beaten, kicked and scorned that day.

He was a discreet, plain feeling boy, but he had a strange force.

When Solon said something short, the ones who were sifting violence at Creon blued their faces and fled.

Solon reached out to Cleon.

"What kind of magic did you use?

And when Cleon heard, Solon smiled.

"It's not magic. It's just a negotiation. Human beings are weak. Well, magic means I'm not as talented as you."

"Do I have a gift?

"That's right. I have eyes for people."

"I have no talent."

"No, you're just not being polite. Because, Cleon, you can be the most powerful saint in the empire."

Solon joked and said.

I don't know how serious Solon was at this time.

But Cleon answered the words.

"If I can truly be the most powerful knight in the empire, what will you be?

"I guess I'm a magic swordsman. Heroes fighting to help the Holy Knight and the Virgin."

Solon chuckled.

From that day on, Cleon started following Solon around all the time.

Sometimes he was older, and Solon relied on him.

If I was by his side, I wouldn't be bullied anymore, and he taught me a lot about it.

The way I studied, the efficient use of witchcraft, and the way I dealt with people, was what Solon taught Cleon.

Solon said Cleon is more talented than he is.

But Cleon could never imagine a day when he would surpass Solon.

Dependence on Solon and a strong sense of inferiority towards him accounted for a large part of Cleon's mind in school.

But not now.

Now that I saw this room where Solon was gone, it was a dark joy in Cleon's heart.

At last, I may have surpassed Solon.

At least, the feeble boy who goes around following Solon is nowhere else.

No, Cleon really became the empire's most powerful saint.

As Solon prophesied.

If that happens, for Cleon, the presence of Solon has made me want to smoke.

I couldn't bear to behave as if Solon were my own brother forever.

And it was clear that Virgin Sophia had a preference for Solon over Cleon, and that hurt Cleon's pride as well.

It's just that Creon didn't kick him out just because of his hostility toward Solon.

If it was meant to be, kicking Solon out is not a good idea.

Solon still had a use for it.

Anyway, he is clever. I knew that without him, all the chores would lag behind and I would have trouble.

You could have given Solon a role like Secretary. A person's favorite solon would have spoiled to stop being an adventurer and become a clerk.

That's right.

If Cleon had asked, Solon wouldn't have said no. Solon was always worried about Cleon.

Chikuri, and guilt broke his chest, but Cleon tried to forget it.

The biggest reason I kicked Solon out is because if it wasn't for him, Creon could take the lead in the Knights.

For your own purposes, it will be possible to use the Knights.

If you were a good looking person like Solon, you would have noticed Cleon's true purpose sooner or later.

And if you realize that, Solon must have vehemently opposed Creon.

So we needed to banish Solon before that happened.

Creon thinks alone.

No one is weak about Cleon anymore.

On the contrary, no, there are countless members who are intoxicated by Cleon.

But Cleon's heart is not filled.

Because there is no one girl by his side.

When Cleon wasn't the strongest knight or anything, the girl who told me, "You can be weak". She said she liked the gentle Cleon thing.

And she's dead.

"Shea."

Cleon crushed the name of a fellow girl he once lost.

Solon and Cleon shared the bitter truth that the dead would not rise.

But unlike Solon, Creon could not accept the truth.

There is magic in this world. How can you say that there is no magic to resurrect the dead?

I heard a knock.

"Come on in."

As Cleon said, the door to the Vice Commander's office opened and three members appeared.

Leading the way is Summoner Notaras.

He is a foodie among the Knights executives with strong habits.

"What can I do for you? Our new Vice Commander."

"You don't like the way you call it. I know you're trying to get Solon back."

"So you mean the call in the matter?

Notaras pressed up his round glasses and looked at this one to determine.

Cleon shook his head sideways.

"No, I don't interfere in the inner parts of the team. Better than that, Notaras. You're capable."

"What are you going to do now?

"You were a former soldier who studied hard and graduated from cadet school. It's a rare background among us. Honestly, I think you know the world better than Arte, and you deserve deputy chief."

"Ho."

I laughed at Notaras as though he was less than full.

He has a personal commitment to Arte.

If you were told you were more competent than that Arte, Notaras wouldn't feel bad either.

It was required of the vice president to also keep abreast of the circumstances between the members.

Cleon smiled.

"I want to ask you something. I want you to bring Sara back from Imperial Capital. You can help me."

"Did a woman even get away with it?

Creon nodded to the light mouth Notaras slapped.

"Exactly. What I want you to bring back is Virgin Sophia. Be my fiancée and head our regiment."