I woke up early in the morning and waited for an hour, sipping what we in this world call tea to at least wake me up, and then, as if measuring, the man appeared.
At first I thought differently, but as he quickly walked past me, he called out to me to say thank you for making me wait and announced his position.
I'm sitting at the end of the cafeteria.
I'm sitting at the end of the cafeteria, and the person who's waiting for me sits down next to me in a position where I can see each other's faces if I look away from him just a little.
The person sitting in front of you sits down and begins to polish a knife from his or her waist as if to make you believe that the comment was in his or her mind.
In Japan, this would be more of an arrest than an insanity, but here, before or after dinner, it's a natural sight to clean your weapon like you're passing the time.
Guildmaster.
This time it would be bad if I didn't come. It's the only way.
When I heard the job title, I was a little puzzled.
I didn't expect the big guy (the top guy) himself to show up.
We looked at each other for a moment, and then, instead of an empty cup of tea, I smoked a cigarette while a robust older man, still showing no signs of weakness, polished a knife.
From a distance, it doesn't look like they're having a conversation.
I didn't think the day would come when we would have such an open and honest conversation, but perhaps this kind of open and honest conversation would be less suspicious, depending on how you look at it.
Using my enhanced hearing, the other guild master will use his own innate skills to whisper to each other without looking at each other.
Furthermore, I sit in a position where you can't see me talking from the outside, and I speak at such a volume that you can't really hear me.
The guildmaster, despite being visible from the entrance, uses knives and gestures to hold a conversation without letting anyone but me see or hear.
I suppose I'd better be brief, though I honestly don't have a good feeling about your arrival.
"You should take care of your instincts, there is no one good story to tell.
I frown as if the smoke I inhale is bad.
I'm sure the people who are happy to hear that it's bad have more than a screw or two in their heads.
I'm sure you've heard of the false brave and the forbidden spell I'll show you is the face-peeling, which is a forbidden spell among us. Of course, it's the kind of thing that would have the heads of the top brass if it was known that the country was using it.
"Flaying?
There's something disturbing going on here.
That's right. To begin with, the art of disguising oneself as another person is classified as advanced magic. Gestures, tone of voice, habits, memory, human beings, even when trained, can produce movements unique to a person. If you want to imitate all of them and eliminate the sense of discomfort, it's no small feat. But the art of becoming a stranger is one that is worth paying good money for in any country.
Humans create if necessary.
And we use what we make for many purposes.
The point is, it's like a nuclear weapon, very dangerous in its power, but in demand.
An energy source or a weapon.
I shut up and listen while I smoke a cigarette.
And there's a technique born in the ancient past called 'face-skinning'. It uses another person's magic and soul to transform into that other person. not to mention their appearance, their gestures, habits, preferences, and memories. Its uses are many, to say the least.
"Then it was used to replace
As for usage, don't even think about it.
The only thing that matters is that your people have become enemies before you know it.
That's the only thing that matters.
That's just horrifying to hear.
And judging by the old man's story, some of the students may even be dead.
And they wouldn't even be noticed by their classmates.
No, they're alive. This technique has a drawback, too. It must be periodically drained from the subject to maintain its magic. So the target, a brave man, must be alive.
"I see.
That's a relief.
But then one question arises.
Why go to the trouble of using such a dangerous technique in your people?
From the story, we should see that this technique was used as soon as the hero was summoned.
Then it was prepared in advance.
Why?
But it doesn't make me feel safe either. The information the undead brought back contained what appeared to be a massive grimoire. It doesn't make sense.
"? Isn't that a magical tool for using that art?
"You don't need such a large grimoire to strip a face. You just need a mage that's about the size of an ornament. So it's a risk, but not now. Here's the main thing.
My gut tells me that the part of the guild master that is stuck is headed to the same destination, though their roots are different.
To begin with, if you only come here to tell us this kind of story, you should just leave it to the morning messenger.
We don't know the whole story either, but we've been gathering information even so far. But there's one piece of information that caught my attention.
When it comes to enough information for the guild behind the scenes to care about, it's quite something.
Their expressions don't change, but the tension is growing.
Two months ago a large amount of mineral wood was brought into the temple. An unusually large number of other mages have been summoned as well. I suspect this has something to do with what's going on.
"The Miner and the Mage: ......
Hearing those two names, this really means that the summoning of the heroes could be a planned rather than spontaneous action.
Mineral trees are a rare kind of object.
Preparing a reasonable number of such things will take time.
There's an oversight here.
Some part of it is presumptuous.
So I went back to the origins of this war and pondered deeply to see if I'd overlooked anything.
And when the cigarette I hadn't smoked was reduced to ash
"No way.
I changed my mind about a point and saw a path.
Vaguely, the outline of the country's plan has now taken shape in my mind.
You have something in mind.
"...... is more of a surprise prediction than a hunch.
"I came originally to get information from you that we don't have. I don't need to have proof. You got something to tell me.
The guildmaster's voice carried more weight.
But I had a nasty equation built up in my head that I didn't care about.
Was this a coincidence?
No, if there is a God, then maybe we can call it fate.
Maybe we've been making a bad assumption to begin with.
"What?
Start answering that nasty equation.
It may have started with a mistake in a precondition that can be described as a careless mistake.
"We were told that this war was started by the Empire. Maybe it was the other way around.
The Empire had just completed a golem made from the remains of a demon king, and this country was going to war. I had someone from the organization check it out for me.
I'm sorry, I misspoke. The Empire was going to war. But I think they went against the grain, didn't they?
The current course of the war is that the Empire has completed a golem made from the remains of the Demon King, which is dangerous, so the two nations have formed a coalition to intercept it and summon the heroes.
But isn't it the other way around?
What if there was a prearranged decision between the two countries to summon a brave man, and there was a trend to attack the empire?
It's not a good idea to have a lot of people in the game. To begin with, why do we need to go to the trouble of raising a golem to summon a large number of brave men and women? If it's up to five, I don't think there's any merit in summoning more than ten heroes. In the first place, despite the fact that we hastily prepared such a large-scale ritual, we have heard no damage that seems to be caused.
Even if you prepare carefully, there will be mistakes in your work.
If you work in a hurry, there will always be mistakes.
And yet, despite the fact that you summoned a hero in a hurry, no damage was done.
This is despite the fact that we pulled a lot of people from another world forcibly.
And the history of Japan, which was under attack during the Second World War, shows how difficult it is to train people in an environment that is under attack.
Would a country accept such a situation simply for the sake of increased strength?
Do you tolerate the disadvantages of having a bunch of people with different cultures and common sense?
I was duped by the information.
I should have seen it from the first information.
My notion of justice for the brave was clouding my thinking.
Sure.
''What's more, it's strange that the country lifted the Demon King's sealed wards without thinking about it. There must have been some kind of countermeasure. Otherwise, it's strange that not a single rumor of the demon king has appeared since the seal was lifted. Nor have any rumors of his overthrow. Then it's certainly possible that he wandered off somewhere and didn't do any damage, or disappeared under the seal. But that was a naive idea.
The soul of the first demon king was just another person in my mind.
It's like when you realize that the documents you were given didn't look important at first glance but were actually important.
So the demon king's soul had a role to play.
The demon king's soul itself was part of the plan.
"I don't see, what do you see?
The information I have from using the mineral tree made me aware of it.
And a conversation with a brave man and the bishop who was there to protect him gave me this idea.
The guildmaster, who can't see the conversation at all, gives me a dubious look.
Once a taboo is committed, it's easy to use it a second time. If it's not a human abstinence but a dwarf abstinence, it's even less of a problem for humans.
"......
Ore tree, it is a tree-like metal that grows by the user's magic power.
Essentially, it takes root in the earth like a plant and sucks up magic power from the ground, turning itself into a fine metal.
But on the other hand, if handled as a weapon, it changes its shape to resemble a weapon.
Most of its qualities as a weapon will be dull, but sometimes there is a one in a thousand chance it will become a great sword.
This is what I was told when I bought the mineral tree.
But there's more to this story.
The growth of the mineral tree isn't without its tricks.
I heard the story from Hanz at the armory a few days after I bought the mineral tree.
This is forbidden among giants, not to mention dwarves and ghetto-makers.
"This country is going to use a brave man to create a divine sword, or rather a divine weapon.
The guildmaster fell silent at the mention of the word dwarf, but I just gave him the answer to the disgusting equation.
To the mineral tree, fine magic and soul are the best source of food that cannot be replaced by anything else.
I used those properties.
The weaponization of the mineral tree that sacrificed a brave man's life gives the weapon itself the abilities of a brave man.
But even with the nature of the mineral tree, it can suck magic but not the soul.
But the sealed demon king's soul makes it possible.
The demon king and the brave are equal.
Such demon king's soul plays a role of polishing stone in the weaponization stage of brave men and women, which is the only important step in the processing of brave men's souls.
The mineral tree created in this way gives the user the magic and status contained in the brave's skill, just like a weapon given to a human by God.
Do you have a basis for this?
"I have the mineral tree myself. And this story comes from someone who knows it's possible. It's very credible. More importantly, it's supported by your information.
Speak normally, that's the way it's supposed to be ...... but I see what I'm getting at.
That's good to know.
I noticed that my tone was normal because I had a bad feeling, and I tried to return to a polite tone, but I was stopped by a giggle.
And when the guildmaster heard my answer, his words were simple.
My words were interrupted, too, and now they're connected.
Why didn't the bishop defend Suzuki boy who had been accused for so long?
He needn't have covered for him in the first place.
If you say you're quitting the brave, you'll buy time to replace him by stripping his face and make a god's weapon more convenient than a brave man.
You were training a brave man to make a better weapon, so you chose a weapon that would be more reliable than a child who may not be useful in war.
So your arrival was quite unexpected for them.
I know, because if you unraveled the past, no one would have come for the brave men.
Everything was going well for the Federation.
Then the unexpectedness of me got mixed in.
So they're in a panic.
By the way, has this ever happened in the past?
...... It is correct to say that I noticed from this story, but there are several fairy tales in my memory that conclude with the feeling that the brave man left behind a legendary weapon.
It's hard to say.
Not for sure, but it's enough to raise the odds in my mind that I can't deny the prediction.
Apparently, we really don't have time.
Are we going?
"Yeah, I know someone over there. And it's a bit of a wake-up call to see a child, albeit a stranger, end up as a weapon.
You can't say you're sure yet, can you?
"I was gathering information and it was too late to be a tragic hero?
I don't want to do that.
If we've come this far, let's go all the way to the end.
Well, I'll at least give you some backup.
It would be great if you did.
Now I'm not going to be unarmed.
I put out my cigarette and left the guildmaster standing, leaving him there to return to his room.
A bad premonition is often right, but I hope this kind of premonition will be wrong by all means.
Tanaka Jiro, twenty-eight years old, with a girlfriend