The first class of the day was history class. A total of 4 main characters were absent from class, and those absent were Ida, Adrine, Sabaki, and Jackal.
Adrinne is probably spending her time interrogating the assassin she caught last time, and Savaki is preparing to kill Kirov. And Jackal is hospitalized.
The blackboard in the classroom was followed by the history teacher’s writing. I glanced at Ida’s empty seat and listened to his explanation.
“… With this, following the age of fairies and the age of giants, the age of tinkers will come to an end.”
Hearing the contents I set up again through the mouth of the character like this is still somewhat unfamiliar. The history teacher was skimming through the history of this world.
“The interesting thing here is that giants perish because of their size, and tinkers perish because of the tools they make.”
I stared at the picture of a tree drawn on the front page of my history textbook.
I know the identity of this painting.
Euphratesian world tree.
In the world view of ‘Savior from another world’, history starts from this big tree. In this so-called ‘life-bearing tree’, the first intelligent creature to be born was an elf. By prospering the World Tree greatly, they brought all the races born after them to this land.
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Next, Honduras, the giant, was the one who took advantage of the era.
It is an existence that declared the age of ‘size’ by itself. The giant ate the world tree of Eupresia and grew in size without end, and finally disappeared because he couldn’t handle his own solitude.
In the next chapter, there is a picture of a giant with his head buried in his lap, curled up. He is sitting on the stump of the world tree he destroyed. It is an illustration of a giant who has already surpassed the size of the continent and cannot communicate with anyone, waiting for his own death.
Finally, the person who came to represent the era again was Tinker. Those who proclaimed the era of the so-called ‘age of tools’. And they, too, were destroyed by the tools they made.
“ruler. I’ll give you five minutes to write. The exam will be held next week.”
I quietly wrote down the teacher’s writing. At the same time, as I reviewed the settings of ‘Savior from Another World’ one by one, I came to accept it.
It is a kind of escape from reality.
And I know why such an escape mentality appeared in myself.
In ‘Savior from Another World’, as important as combat ability is the ability to control each human relationship. And unfortunately, it’s now entangled as it couldn’t be more messed up.
Adrin seemed to have completely surrendered to my declaration that ‘God is in my body’, but when we met again during the [Grade Principal Election], she appeared to have faith in her own judgment. And I don’t know anything about the variables that are intervening in her change.
The same goes for Hoan, who we met again at the [Assassination of the Princess] event. During this year’s wizard festival, when he tried to torture an assassin who had his leg cut off, Hoan appeared with the words ‘I’ll take that role.’ No matter how you look at it, it is hard to see it as a greeting to the incarnated god.
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Neither the Hamma Crescendo that threatened me nor the crazy Sabaki problem were resolved. In particular, Sabaki, who demanded to be connected with Adrinne, is blocking the way to the true ending route as Escomin hinted.
And both of these are the ones I can’t fight and do anything about.
Surprisingly, there are relationships that are even more messed up than these two.
That’s Jackal Frodo.
The main character with the power of a mighty family on his back.
The relationship with this difficult character, who should not be raised too much, but should not be kept in check, has completely changed due to the appearance of ‘Miri Inheritor’.
It is unknown what kind of determination this character is making when he sees his broken shoulder, although he is basically gentlemanly. However, what is certain is that the longer the period of hostility with that character, the higher the probability that the pressure of the great family will begin.
“sorry! I’m late for a meeting!”
drooling-
The character I was waiting for appeared with the sound of the door opening. The history teacher nodded.
“okay. Come on, take a seat.”
Wearing the school year armband on her right shoulder, she walked to the empty seat behind me. Evangeles was fast asleep, and as soon as Ida sat down, she stabbed me in the back.
“Brother John. here.”
What she held out was the yearbook armband that had been slung over her shoulder.
Perhaps she didn’t feel that the children’s eyes were focused on her. I’m pretending that nothing’s wrong, but I’m nervous.
“that… what did he say? As of this time, I, the dean of the school year, will be Hermes’ agent and deputy… .”
“done. Hit it with one shot.”
The moment I received the armband, low cheers from children burst out from here and there.
“Oh oh. Are married couples going?”
“To give you a wedding ring.”
Ida’s face turned a little red at the giggle, but she quietly brought her mouth to my ear.
“But what are you going to do with this?”
I didn’t answer her Instead, he turned to the history teacher, who was looking in our direction.
“Teacher, I have work to do as the grade president, so I will be away from the classroom for a while.”
Of course, Ida couldn’t stand still.
“Ah, what! I will follow.”
In order to prevent this from happening, I deliberately chose the time when I had classes. I’m currently acting as the school principal to have a conversation with Miri, and it’s time for that conversation to finally take place.
And I didn’t have to stop Ida myself.
“Ida sit down.”
“… Yeah? why?”
“You’re not the head of the school year right now, are you?”
“OMG.”
Ida’s expression can be guessed without seeing it. I bowed to the history teacher and left the classroom.
***
2:11.
It was drizzling.
Before going to the hospital, I stopped by the academic newsstand to check today’s article. Most of them were worthless articles, but there was one worth noting.
‘Frequent Sewer Damage Incidents’
‘Recently, there have been a series of incidents in which sewage pipes have been damaged. There are traces of people going in and out of the damaged area, and the inspectors in the barracks say they are investigating to find the culprit through the footprints… ‘
It seemed to be the work of Bona Mana Savaki. Anyway, Kirov is both a magician and an officer of this barracks, and it is impossible to make a 1:1 ratio by attacking fair and square.
So Savaki is trying to trace Kirov’s frequent visits and traces of her.
for the assassination of Kirov.
Of course, that assassination shouldn’t have happened. When a character named Sabaki encounters an enemy, he only thinks of killing the opponent, but has no delicacy such as erasing his traces.
There is no excuse for murdering a barracks officer, and Sabaki is sentenced to death. And going through the true ending route without Sabaki becomes impossible in terms of ‘force’.
Kirov.
A dangerous element that secretly instigates the confrontation between the empire and the witch, and an enemy that appears as the mid-boss of the main character’s party.
The point of defeating her should be the point when she reveals her magic.
After thinking about this and that, I arrived at the academy’s military hospital. It wasn’t that heavy of rain, but my back was drenched.
The main purpose of coming here is to meet Miri. And if you can, apologize to the Jackal and try to improve your relationship with him.
As soon as I arrived, I stopped by the hospital administration department and announced that I had come to inspect the hospital room of the Jackal Frodo and the Inheritor in advance. Of course, the armband stuffed under my shoulder proves its qualifications.
And I heard another unexpected word from the woman in the Department of Administrative Affairs.
“Jackal Frodo-kun left the room a while ago.”
***
The hospital room at the academy is divided into a room for nobles and a room for their servants. Of course, the infirmary assigned to Miri was used by maids. And her first visitor was John.
Miri said while looking at the grade armband hanging on Yohan’s shoulder.
“You have succeeded.”
“Somehow. But do you know how to read?”
“Roughly over your shoulder.”
“okay… Anyway, I kept my promise, so you can keep it.”
There was a promise between them. Miri tried to stay at the academy even by feigning illness, and Yohan lied to the dean as promised.
So now it was Miri’s turn to keep her promise. And what John asked for in return for his lie was a story, not a hot night.
story.
And Miri didn’t know why John was telling her such an absurd story.
“So, people from different positions… Holding a square-shaped object and talking to each other?”
“yes. It’s called a ‘cell phone’.”
Miri thought it was something like a magic glass.
“Something like a world where wizards live.”
“Well… It’s not magic… .”
In any case, Miri tried to keep her promise to John. She listened intently to John’s story.
It was a strange story.
A story from a completely different world.
Instead of magic, it was a world where science took its place. After the lengthy explanation of the peculiar world, John’s story changed its tone. Two characters living in that world are illuminated.
The two men and women who were developing ‘The Savior from Another World’.
“saver? Is it like a religious book?”
John smiled bitterly and shook his head. And with Miri’s imagination, she could no longer catch up with John’s story.
“No, you can make the world? Is it just the two of you?”
“world… It’s a bit grandiose… It’s a game.”
“game? A card?”
“It’s not a card… I have a computer… .”
Miri, who stayed up all night with tension and worries, tried not to show off her sleepiness. After the explanation, John looked forward to asking.
“Does anything come to mind?”
That was the purpose of this long story. If she had lost her memory, she might be able to recover her memory using the story she experienced as a stimulus.
“What do you mean?”
“It’s true.”
“You speak, but why do I think of something?”
A look of disappointment crossed John’s face. From Miri’s point of view, I was a bit puzzled. Just as Miri was about to ask something more, a familiar sound came from outside the window.
dag dag-dag-dag-dak-
It was the sound of horses hooves.
Riding on a horse is a familiar figure from the back.
It was the back of the Frodo family escort warrior.
‘Pilbo?’
Holding the horse’s reins, he quietly caught the moonlight falling over his head. Then, in an instant, he ran across the playground.