Unmotivated Hero's Tale

The day after the attempted assassination at the Tea Party, the details of the incident remained on the ground externally at the will of the Emperor, while Crown Prince Noyne and Second Prince Thor had been summoned under Rialto in top secrecy.

"So this is a sudden call, what the hell can I do for you?

"Um, actually, something happened the other day. I thought I'd tell you guys that."

In response to Noine's inquiry, Rialto replies that way as he rubs his jaw.

To that father's answer, Noyne once again asks out of his mouth when he moves his eyebrows pickly.

"Your Majesty, if you ask me, I've heard rumors that you've been held in secrecy with that man... what if it's something similar?

"Well, it doesn't matter. It's not just a meeting, it's just a tea and drink. In itself, it's not like you're making a scene."

"But I didn't expect you to call such a dirty man to the party and even give Miriam a gift... please also consider the feelings of the soldiers"

The substrate of that power is in the army, and Noyne, alias the military crown prince, turns to Rialto with a harsh look on his face and opinions.

Meanwhile, in response to his son's remarks, Rialto opened his mouth with a bitter laugh as he shook his head right and left.

"That's what I'm saying, Noin. Regardless of his relationship with our country, he himself is not quite an interesting young man, Yui Istarz...... I almost forgot the point. I don't know what happened, but the other day, in a tea table with him, Preah and Miriam were about to be assassinated."

"Hey, my God! No way. The Istarts guy."

The moment I heard about the tea table, Noyne tied Yui to the killer, suddenly slapping his hands on the table.

"That's why I'm not going first. Istartz, who was there, was about to be killed with me. Rather, it is no exaggeration to say that we have saved our lives because of them."

"... what the hell is going on?

Thor, who did not open his mouth so far, prompts Rialto ahead with a serious look.

Once asked, Rialto nodded, slowly starting to mouth the details of the other day.

"After the celebration, have a tea party with the Istarts guy and Miriam. In the meantime, I'm not saying that an assassin who turned into a deacon, Peram, came in."

"I have a mountain of things to say about the tea party... even if I leave that behind, who the hell is the killer?

Noyne hears the fact that Istarz and the Emperor are getting along and makes a crease in his stern face forehead. but he and I split that the biggest problem was not there and narrowed the case down.

"Well, I guess not... thank you for turning me into a deacon Peram, apparently using magic to turn me into one."

"Magic...... is it"

Thor couldn't imagine what the magic used was, but he thinks of the country behind his brain as a killer capable of handling that kind of special magic.

Having seen that Tor's reaction, Rialto shook his neck wide and vertically, mouthing further details.

"Exactly. And later, after a secret interrogation, it turns out that the killer was the one in Filament's hands."

"Filament... No way they did"

I can't think of any reason to work some plot on the Empire at this point, and Noyne gives me a look that looks unexpected.

The emperor still looked at the reaction of the noise.

"Think about it. There's nothing strange about it. They hoisted the price of the Demon Stone from last year and forced the Empire to send out a large number of frozen dead. Perhaps it was an imperial weakening measure that exploited the deterioration of relations with Clarice"

"Sure. At that point, trade with the Republic of Kisletin and the Kingdom of Clarice, which is completely devoid of national traffic, was discontinued, so that's a good possibility."

Thor, who has a reputation for home affairs, considers Rialto's remarks to be the best and nods loudly.

"Uhm, I guess the presence of Istarts was in the way. The price of Demon Stone has dropped because of Lemuriak, making it pointless to try to squeeze the supply of Demon Stone."

"I see, that's how the plan was frustrated, that they weighed the assassination of His Majesty and Istarz to tear apart the relationship between the Empire and Lemuriak... is that what you're saying"

Having figured out exactly what the emperor intended, Thor makes up for the part omitted by the emperor.

Rialto opened his mouth without daring to point out that it was not a step away from the answer.

"Heh heh, it smells like war."

"In the meantime, let's protest the filament immediately, though. You should ask them what they're not."

Following Rialto's remarks, Tor proposes to protest immediately.

But Rialto shook his head left and right twice, leaving his point intact.

"Calm down, Thor. That's what I told them, and they decide to penetrate the unknown. It seems funnier to leave it to his thoughts because Isterz's guy seems to be up to something."

"Isterz......? But while His Majesty's life is targeted, leave it to others, etc."

Speaking that way with the look Noyne said he was uncomfortable with, Rialto explains to them one end of Yui's abilities he faced when the incident actually happened.

"Well, he prevented the assassination of Predators, and quickly broke through with the work of Filament. I don't know how I got to that answer... but perhaps the magic of the example was the key."

"Example magic?

Noyne listens back unexpectedly when she learns to catch on to the words Rialto has spoken.

"I'll tell you in the report. Magic altering ability to take over Glenzen Kugel. He noticed something when he used it against the magic of the Filament thief."

"... after all, was that report true"

Thor speaks only that in a harsh tone.

A single report brought to the upper echelons of the Empire. That it was brought about by the operative who was sending it to the Rhindle, and that, with Yui Istarz's special ability to handle it, he defeated a magician named Murasene. And that ability was to tell the possibility that Glenzen Kugel had lost control in the last year's battle of the Empire and was being used when he was bounced back towards his own army.

"Heh heh, assassins attacked me, but the balance of payments on this case is clearly not black. I could see his abilities in person with these eyes. Well, I didn't know exactly how it worked, but I had a valuable experience. But he doesn't seem to be the only one. As my daughter's son-in-law, there may not be a man more deserving."

"Oh, my God!

Unexpectedly, Noyne speaks out in protest at the emperor's remarks, which he does not anticipate.

The emperor, on the other hand, laughed off as he even reacted strangely.

"Heh heh, don't be so annoying, Noin. It's only tentative... but it's also a preliminary trump card to get him into our country."

"... Captain, no doubt about it. Its magical formula is unique to Filament. It's also used by magicians who belong to the Milahov family."

In the embassy's office, Yui explained to Nanya the magic ceremony of lightning he had seen the other day.

Then, hearing the contents of that magic formula, she immediately affirms that she is of the filament with a slight distortion of her expression.

"The Mirakhov family......"

"Oh. I think you know, there are numerous magic schools in the Principality of Filament, unlike Clarice and the Empire or something. And for every graduate of that school, there is a certain faction, especially the three families of Dioram, Mirahov and Mysmus, who are called your three families. Among them, the Mirahofs are the ones who have left the Mirahov School of Magic, specializing in magic about spirit and perception. Well, this time it's lightning magic, but I still have a habit of magic ceremonies for every house. And the captain's magic ceremony is clearly Mirahoff's own habit."

Unlike Clarice and Kelm, the Magic Duchy of Filament is a nation whose formation is very special. Originally, the open magic school for Filament, an ancient great sage, to train his disciples, was what happened in that country.

Filament, said to be the Great Sage, provides magical instruction.

The rumors soon spread all over the world, and those who volunteered to be apprentices to Filament from all over the world gathered to the land. To that too many apprenticeship hopefuls, just as filaments alone cannot accommodate their upbringing, and he will put the three beloved apprentices in charge of their education.

Their names were Dioram, Mirakhov, and Mysum, respectively, who later became the ancestors of the three great magic schools, also known as the House of the Magic Duchy.

As the number of educators increases in that way, the soil will widen further to accept disciples, and the number of magicians will increase further. And as people grew in that way, merchants and others attempting to do business against them began to take to the area, and gradually the land formed a large city.

Whenever a great magical city is thus created, its power will always be comparable to that of the surrounding nations, to form the present magical principality of Filament after a skirmish with the surrounding countries.

"So the mura scene, which used a similar magic formula, is also from the Mirahoff School of Magic, right?

"Exactly. It's just that there have been a lot of dirty bastards from that school for a long time, and they just didn't feel right about me."

When Nanya looks sinister because she remembers her memories of the time, she exhales a sigh of alcohol.

"Well... I can read more or less of their thoughts, but if we're bad at this one, it'll be a war. But now, fighting the Empire, do they have a chance?

"Well, I guess there is. Given the character of the people in that country, it must have hurt my self-esteem to have developed collective magic in the Empire first. Anyway, the people who are complacent that their country is the best when it comes to magic, and I'm sure they have some countermeasures to prove it."

When Nanya spoke of her birthplace with bitter memories, Yui muttered with a small voice as she turned her gaze to her.

"I see... I do think I'd understand if I thought about your personality"

"What did you say?

"No, I'm talking to myself. Ha, thanks. I'm sorry you were in the middle of a drink, you can go back for a drink now. It's not worth it."

When Yui says thank you, he throws the gold coin he took out of his pocket towards her.

"Hmm, it's nothing big. That's why you're here. Well, if you say you will, I'll appreciate it as a feeling."

Nagna said so, without looking back, and straight out of the office.

"Ha, I knew I left you in a mood... well I had no choice. I don't know what I'm going to do about Nanya for now..."

When Yui scratched his head and said so, Alex, who was hanging on the wall of the room, asked him.

"Do you want me to go in the direction of fighting the Empire and them?

"Yeah, that's not bad either. When I think about Lemuriak's business, I honestly wonder if pain sharing would be ideal. But when you start doing lords, your thoughts get rougher and rougher."

When Yui speaks so masochistically as he scratches his head, Alex urges him to conclude while affirming his statement.

"Well, it's a spark that has so little to do with our country, so it's okay. So, what are you actually going to do?

"Right...... well given the timing the assassin stepped in the other day, I guess he aimed at me and the emperor all together. When you think about Remliak, you can't have the Empire over here, and besides, I want to sleep with my pillow high. So let's get ahead of ourselves just in case... So, Kreha, are you there?

Yui, who was feeling the signs behind him, diffuses Creja's name into the void.

Then I realized how long I had been holding back, and there was a little brunette woman in the corner of the room.

"What the hell can I do for you?

"Can you do a little research on the breathtaking people of the Magic Duchy who are in this country?

Yui turns to her and when she mouths the request, Kreha returns a harsh response after only a few thoughts.

"... normally you can't. I can't grab their tail from nowhere."

With an unspoken mouthful, Kreha mouths that it is impossible to turn to Yui.

But Yui, hearing the words of her, smiles with a meaningful grin.

"If it's not normal, how about it?

"Based on the key word Nanya said earlier, the Mirakhov family, I wouldn't say it's impossible at all, if it's okay with the network my father has and Director Armad's help."

Cleja, who said so, exhales one sigh.

Yui, who saw the reaction, smiled at her satisfactorily.

"Then do me a favor. I'll send a letter to Dr. Azwell."

"Okay. But don't expect too much, 'cause this isn't Clarice."

Cleja said so in case, his presence diminished from the spot at the next moment, and he was walking away from that space if he noticed.

"Is that good, Yui? I left it to her alone."

"Ha, it's not good. She's brilliant, but it doesn't mean she's omnipresent. So to make things a little easier, there's just one more person I'm trying to help."

In response to Alex's remarks, Yui gave an inclusive look.

With that look in his eyes, Alex asks Yui with a slight frown on his forehead.

"With help? Who the hell are you going to rely on? I didn't know you had an acquaintance in this country... but around O'Mailsen?

"I don't even have to think about Omersen, but he probably can't reach their throats. So I don't know them directly, but I'll ask someone who can reach their throat."

"The person you don't know directly?

Having heard Yui's words, Alex asks as he does when he slightly strengthens his gaze.

"Oh. The best person to ask for rough things in this country. I mean, the military crown prince who keeps the army of this country under his umbrella."