Isekai Mahou wa Okureteru!

Shuiming took Fermenia and arrived at the house in the back alley where he was based.

Shuiming that opens the door of the house and encourages you to go inside. Exploring the signs in the house, there is one indoors. He seems to be the only one with Lefir, and Gilberto has already left.

Eventually she noticed, too, or she picked me up.

"Welcome home, Suimei."

"Oh, I'm home now"

and Shuiming, who raises his hand and exchanges a friendly exchange with Refile. It's been a long time since I've had someone say welcome home, and I feel alone. I was told that when my father died and waved.

When I meditated on my eyes and often opened them, there were two of them, Lefir, who was naturally finding a stranger's face and black-and-white his eyes, and a little girl, if I heard of her companion, who was confused, Fermenia.

"Lord Swimey, this one said earlier...?

"Suimei, does she know you? I want you to introduce me too."

"Oh, right. First, then - this is Fermenia Stingray, the wizard who summoned me to this world, former court demon mentor in the Kingdom of Astel. He came all the way from Metail to help me."

When I first introduced Lefir to Fermenia, did the name sound familiar? Open your eyes like a surprise.

"Oh, you're Lord Fermenia Stingray, the famous white flame in that Astel!

Nodding Fermenia. Next, introduce her to Lephire.

"This is Refile Grakis. On our way to Nerferia, we were on edge and we were on a journey together."

"Are you buddy..."

"It is."

"Ha ha..."

Fermenia is still a little confused. Well, there's no way that a little kid is naturally pinned down, such as being one of the travelers. "There's a lot going on," he said, deciding that the full introduction would be when Refill returns to what he was, and I'll keep it cloudy here.

Then, the refil changed,

My name is Lephire Grakis.

"Yeah, nice to meet you"

And, they shake hands amicably. Then Fermenia turned to Shuiming,

"Lord Swimey. Refill looks elegant, but if"

"Oh, you see? I'm sure she's a good lady."

"Again, you are a noble born man, who can see from every single thing you do."

When Fermenia smiles at Refill, Refill either considers himself small or says reluctantly with a whimsical face.

"But Lord Fermenia will be older. You don't have to talk badly like that..."

"No, to observe, you must be noble from another country. Then it is the muscle that handles it quite well, even if it is the children of nobility. You don't have to worry about Refille."

With that said, I feel that Fermenia used a basically polite tone for all but women, guards and enemies. I just told you that I use a more child-friendly tone than that, even though my current attitude is on that extension line.

I don't know what's going on, Lefir pulls the sleeve of Mizumi.

"Hey, Suimei. You got a minute?

"What?

And you want to keep it to yourself, or you're bringing some anxious face closer.

"... What if Lord Fermenia stays here too?

"... No, Fermenia won't live in this house because she's taking the inn for a long time. What's wrong with that?

"Yes, I don't like anything. That was good......"

"Good?

"Beh, it's nothing! No deep meaning! I don't think we're gonna be alone or anything!

Busy refir looking anxious, relieved or in a hurry.

On the other hand, Fermenia looked at Waterming with a frigid look.

"Lord Swimey, what if..."

"... that way now? What the hell?

"Not what?"

"So something happened?

When Shuiming asked really surprisingly, Fermenia looked difficult and came to a conclusion,

"... No, that's my evil guess right now. Lord Swimey feels like Lord Brave somehow."

"What are you talking about?

"It's a very dull place."

"Huh?"

I thought about the meaning of what Fermenia said for a while after this, but in the end it was a dizzying watermark.

Fermenia and Refile were better friends than I thought.

That's true from the first day of exchange we met, but not too bad for the public, two people who were originally serious and righteous. The way of thinking was similar in direction, so it didn't take that long to crack it down.

There is no water bright about the anxiety, because there is no sarcasm or sword swallowing in what was a mixture of air that the two brew. People who are familiar with the magic of this world have joined us. It would have been a shame for her. He seemed to wonder how much he could not attend the Magic Inquisition, but there, as Shuiming asked, was also settled by the fact that Fermenia taught him.

Sometimes, it's just that for some reason, Lefir shows a bare gesture that will restrain Fermenia - maybe it's because of his mind, but that's anyway.

About two days after Fermenia joined, the three Mizumings were visiting the branch of the Adventurer Guild Night Pavilion in the Empire.

I haven't been to a branch since I defeated Rajas, so this is my visit to apply for that report and my activities in the Empire. And now he has just completed the subsequent proceedings by telling the receptionist woman about Rajas and the Demons in an unobtrusive manner.

"... Yes. Good luck. I'm also asking about the Astel thing at this branch. I'm sorry to hear about the merchants and the people they were with."

"Yep. Sorry for the delay in reporting this, too"

And, Shuiming bows her head to the receptionist. I had my head full about the Rajas, but I left the request halfway, and I had lost other members, so I was sure I would have to report it.

Because of the position placed, it was not possible to publish it immediately, but now the shoulder load has also fallen.

"No, you won't have a choice about that. You could have just arrived safely. And we will spare no support for Mr. Goatee on this matter, so please let us know if you need anything."

and said a word to the receptionist at the Xiao Dark Pavilion, who also offered future care, "Thank you," and Shuiming returned to the waiting table of Fermenia and Refile. Lefir, who is holding a pottery cup with both hands and "knocking" grapewater, and Fermenia, who doesn't break down calmly and looks around. Tell them with your hands up that the procedure is over, and sit back in the chair and Fermenia will immediately ask.

"Are you glad?

"Hmm? What do you mean, good?

And when Shuiming asked her back with a voice that seemed like it had fallen out of her nose, which she had difficultly distorted her face, Refile replied.

"With regard to the current report. I've heard it from here, but I've been talking more about it than I thought. If you report that far, you'll soon find out that Hadrias and I are alive. Doesn't that disadvantage us?

"Well, I wonder... As far as I'm concerned, the only reason he made me look bad was because he was good at it, right? Nothing. He's not trying to kill me. I wouldn't have thought I'd be harmed."

"Sure. I don't think the Duke of Hadrias would have appealed to such means either without the case of Rajas. Because Lord Swimey will only recognize you as a friend of the brave who has no power whatsoever."

"I see. But the fact that it's unknown is often an advantage, isn't it? If they don't know this one exists, they won't get their hands on it, and they'll poke a gap when something happens. Isn't that a tongue attack right now?

Lefir puts down a cup with grapewater and says so. Indeed, it would be very important to say where we stand now. Unlike the Empire, Hadrias probably shouldn't know that Shuiming is alive because he entered the city under a pseudonym. If that state is maintained in the future, it will not be used.

Lephile was right, he would have also done what he thought he might have slit his throat with his own tongue. But I also know about it, and I put it on a scale that weighs the pros and cons.

"I just want you to get your hands on me one way or the other. That way, we can hang up on him. If you want to hang up for a minute, feel free."

To that invincible remark, he added, "I don't know what's going on with him after that," and Mizumi as the answer to this report.

"I hope I can get some restraint here, but as for the Duke of Hadrias, His Majesty the King is also a difficult opponent to reach..."

"Feudalism. Can't you do that?"

and Shuiming exhales that it is a difficult issue to handle, and this story switches between the end and the story. And now it was a fold I tried to talk to the two of you about what we were going to do.

From behind, a clear beauty hangs.

- Gentlemen, may I have a moment?

"You mean us?

"Oh."

And, before Mizuming turned around and replied, there was a beautiful boy whose expression fitted perfectly. Blonde, blue-eyed. White skin is reminiscent of the Nordic system, but I don't feel so thin in pigment and neutral. He's a man with a different direction than Trinity, something like "beautiful". Age probably isn't so far apart. The outfit is exotic somewhere. Not like what is worn in the empire.

I got that impression from the boy who was called out. If you find out, the indoors are bluffing. Apparently, it's because he spoke.

"I'm suddenly sorry. My name is Elliot Austin. As for my identity - it's a little weird to say so yourself, but when you say you're a man called a brave man, you know what I mean."

In a sudden introduction presented in front of me, Mizuminos' chair makes a rattling noise.

"And this is the magical cleric of the Salvation Church who is giving me my testimony."

"My name is Krista"

In line with Elliot's introduction, the girl who refrained next door picks up the hood, lifts the skirt and gives a soggy compliment. She is a nervous girl who doesn't seem to break her stubborn, hard look, dripping green sauce.

And soon Elliot's gaze was poured on Refill. If you realize it, her expression is turning to surprise.

"You still seem to know that face."

"No way... even your lord has been entrusted with it"

Refile shakes his face with dismay and follows and mouths words like asking. To her like that, Elliot smiles in a refreshing tone.

"That's right. The goddess Arshna told me. I'm here to pick you up."

of the turmoil, was the opening of the curtain.