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The deepest part of Dawn Castle. Siron’s bedroom.

“Seira.”

Sitting intently on the bed, Siron quietly memorized the starter word.

Until yesterday, every time I called the forgotten wizard’s name, I was thrown into the space where Latera was, but now nothing happens when I call her name.

“……I can’t do it.”

My appetite is bitter. I haven’t been feeling well since dawn. It was better for it to turn out this way, since I would be talking to Seira more and calling her name in the future, but I also couldn’t help but feel sorry for Latera, who had helped me so far.

It’s not because you can’t receive protection. It’s not a reason to be disappointed. sincerely.

…I felt sorry for Latera.

“Ugh.”

Siron sighed heavily and touched his chest.

It wouldn’t have happened like this if Elise had been a mysterious powerhouse that had nothing to do with the game. He was not an extra, but a key character, so his reputation was greatly reduced.

On the other hand, Latera is a child who did not appear in the game.

‘I don’t know what it is.’

There are many parts where the knowledge of the game in memory is not exactly in line with reality, which adds to the confusion. But even so, Siron tried to understand the situation immediately.

A warrior’s house?

That wasn’t in the game to begin with.

Rather than saying it wasn’t there, is it correct to say it wasn’t shown to users?

What about Latera?

angel? When cardinal-level priests using divine power applied buffs like blessings, an effect of a beautiful woman spreading her wings appeared behind them.

Unlike him, the devil appeared as a monster that had to be defeated immediately. Even now, he is standing by Siron’s side and helping him.

“Yuma.”

“Yes. Master.”

The woman who had been staying by Siron’s side since yesterday lowered her head. It was very burdensome to have a woman who was attached to him like a leech from bathing to going to sleep, but in the current situation, there was no other bodyguard as reliable as Yuma, so Siron did not bother to scold her.

“Let’s go quickly.”

“Okay.”

Siron stood up and stretched. I put aside my feelings of regret toward Latera and gratitude toward Ophelia for now. Now I had to somehow advance my relationship with Seira.

*

Thanks to its location on Mount Makal, where it snows all year round. The basement of the Castle of Dawn was so cold that even Siron, who had some cold tolerance, shivered.

Geek-Geek-Geek-

match-

Yuma clapped his hands and lit up the prison.

A desolate landscape that had not been visible due to lack of light came into view.

“Ugh.”

Shiron leaned back a little and looked at Yuma. Mummies that had not yet been removed were seen throughout the prison.

The mummies, who had no idea when they had died, were curled up and frozen as if they had died after shivering from the cold.

“…let me clean.“

“I’m sorry because no one has come and gone for the past hundred years. I will have the kids sort it out soon.”

“Yes.”

While I was walking in silence, I noticed a place where blue flames were flickering.

Magical Predatory Flame.

I saw Seira trembling and bound with black chains.

“Good morning.”

“Well, what is it? Why are you here, why did you come?”

Seira tried to open her eyes and raised her head towards Siron. Seira was the greatest wizard of all time and a hero who saved the world. She’s not the type of person who would be discouraged just because she was in a cold place. Are you going to pretend to be weak in front of a mere human kid?

“Have you eaten?”

Shiron, with a kind smile, took out bread and margarine from his arms. A vegan meal containing no milk or eggs.

“Now.”

Siron spread margarine on bread and threw it in front of Seira.

Tuk-

“…”

But for some reason, Seira just stared at the bread that had fallen in front of her nose.

She must be quite hungry as she is locked in a cold room and unable to eat anything, but doesn’t she keep her mouth shut and pay no attention to the bread, as if she is protesting?

‘what. ‘Why don’t you eat it?’

Shiron turned his head and looked at Yuma.

“Yuma. What is he doing? Why is he not eating even though I gave him food?”

“…I don’t know.”

Feeling a little embarrassed, Yuma tucked his hair behind his ear.

“I don’t know much about elves either. It is said through rumor that elves live only on grass and dew that receive mana from the moonlight. Perhaps you were dissatisfied with the meal you prepared?”

“Hmm… A slave who complains a lot about side dishes.”

“What bullshit!”

Seira shouted in an angry voice. When I heard it, I didn’t say anything, but I was so frustrated that I felt like I was going to die of a fever. Seira blushed profusely and spoke harshly.

“You fucking racist bastards! That’s all nonsense. Do you know how much I like eating meat? uh? Did you know!”

“You can just quietly ask for meat, don’t scream…”

“Do you think I won’t scream?!”

Soon, even a slight moisture began to be felt in Seira’s voice. Seira realized it now, but she had a temperament that made her cry a lot.

“Isn’t it because of racist bastards like you that all the elves hid in the forest? what? Do you only eat grass that contains mana? Who on earth spread such perverted rumors? That’s elf hate!”

“Then why aren’t you eating it? I’m really not hungry.”

“Good!”

Seira eventually couldn’t hold back her anger and screamed.

If I had just asked if I was hungry, I wouldn’t have been so angry. This was all because Siron tilted his head and adopted a naturally virtuous attitude.

Seira felt like every part of her body was going to be twisted seeing that devilish brat pretending to be cute. Damn you kid. How much are you going to piss yourself off?

“You’re tied up! But how do you eat it!”

“Why can’t I eat? Just put your head down and eat it.”

Tsk-

Siron had a pathetic expression on his face. Anyway, she was a woman with great pride.

But there is nothing that cannot be understood. Siron understood that it was natural for people to lose their manners since they had been causing trouble to their heart’s content for hundreds of years without any rivals.

“I’m full. I called. Even if he was a great wizard, he was ultimately just a magic wrap. Why do wizards take so much effort? Please do this, please do that. I really don’t know the topic.”

“Master… that…”

“Huh? Why.”

“……No.”

I’m a wizard too.

Yuma couldn’t bear to say anything and swallowed.

Yuma had no way of knowing what had happened outside the Castle of Dawn to cause Siron to radiate such hatred towards wizards, but it seemed a little strange to Yuma that the master he loved and respected had this indiscriminate hatred of wizards…

No, it was very difficult.

“Um.”

Shiron had no choice but to approach Seira. Then he picked up the bread that had fallen on the floor and brought it to her mouth.

“Enough now, right?”

“Heng! Who knows how to eat that?”

“……Bounce.”

Siron sighed heavily and stuffed the bread into his mouth a little nervously.

“Oop..!”

Seira opened her eyes wide. The hard bread filled my mouth. If I keep going like this, I might suffocate and die. Even though she had said yesterday that she would rather kill, Seira’s instinct to live made her jaw move feverishly.

“Oof! Whoop whoop!”

“That’s right. Yes, why do you throw a tantrum when you can eat well?”

“Ugh! Big!”

Seira’s face was red with breadcrumbs in her mouth. My throat felt sore and tears formed at the corners of my eyes.

‘W-What is this guy… Are you really planning to kill me?’

This kid really doesn’t deserve any recognition.

Seira opened her eyes and looked ahead.

“How about it? Are you a little hungry now?”

A human little boy sitting squatting and smiling. Just a moment ago, I couldn’t feel anything from him. I feel something now.

‘what…’

Seira got goosebumps and trembled slightly. I gently raised my head and saw Yuma standing up behind Shiron. I wondered if Yuma was radiating demonic energy.

but,

The demon, acting as a faithful servant, did not interfere with whatever the little boy was doing next to him.

“You seem to have perked up, so talk to me now.”

“…you. what. It’s strange.”

“This is so frustrating.”

Siron poked Seira’s tied cheek.

“The important thing now is not that I am strange. The question is whether you want to talk to me or not. Why are you so oblivious to what I’m saying? Huh?”

“…”

“A colleague of the warrior Kylie. A wizard who almost cut off the head of a demon god 500 years ago. Seira Rohmer. What is the importance of these outdated achievements?”

“What…? What?”

“That’s not important at all.”

Siron took out a staff from his hand. A purple wand with a purple undertone. Seira’s weapon. [Forgotten Wizard’s Staff] Legendary grade weapon. Seira’s eyes begin to gradually become colored with astonishment.

“Whether you become mine or not is important.”

Siron didn’t want to waste time.

“…What. What. You know that…”

“Select. You will be my colleague. It won’t work.”

If I can’t be your comrade, I’ll just kill you right here.

“Seira Rohmer, become my colleague.”

*

Hugo’s mansion. A separate room.

“Where on earth did you go without saying anything?”

“Oppa. It’s not a big problem, right?”

“…Ugh. That’s right.”

Lucia looked at the bed with her eyebrows drawn together.

A woman was lying on a wide bed. Ophelia. He was a demon who followed Siron from the Dawn Castle.

While sparring with Siriel, a commotion occurred in one corner of the training hall, so Lucia lost consciousness.

And, Siron and the slave whom Siron had been keeping a close eye on for several months disappeared at the same time, and Ophelia collapsed.

At first, I thought they were playing some kind of prank. However, even after a week, Ophelia, who was supposed to explain the situation, did not wake up.

“I wonder if I’m worrying you for no reason. Aren’t you really stupid?”

Lucia rubbed her sore nose.

The greatest wizard of all time and a seeker of ten thousand demons.

This is the forgotten wizard Seira.