Foreigner’s Mistake

Book 4: Chapter 37: Discovery ~ 11

The next morning after four sex in a row, the color of the sun looked slightly yellow. It was almost the usual time when he woke up.

As soon as he woke up, Leia was giving Minerva a lecture. She understood Minerva's greed, but she was angry at the way she had neglected Satoru's needs. Minerva knew that she was in the wrong, but she was also disheartened. Satoru was about to interrupt to offer a helping hand, but Leia's sharp gaze prevented him from doing so. As a slave, it was her job to take care of Satoru's personal affairs, and Leia was very self-conscious about that.

I'm sorry. ......

Minerva got down on her knees and bowed her head with three fingers, but Satoru nodded his head and decided to forgive her. Minerva was only following Satoru, and her position was different from that of Leia and Rico, who were magical slaves. Minerva's ego is less mature than that of a ten-year-old. She understands that it is basically unfair to ask her to put up with so much indulgence, but it is not in Minerva's best interest to leave her like this.

Rico also seemed to be slightly relieved that Leia was lecturing Minerva. In some ways, it is because she takes the initiative in taking care of Minerva, but in fact, it is Rico who is most troubled by Minerva's actions.

If you can't control your greed, I won't allow you to follow us in the future.

Leia told her, still very angry, and Minerva nodded, looking very mysterious indeed.

Minerva is helping him on his journey, but her position is that she is only following him with Satoru's permission. If Satoru rejects her, it's over.

Well, be careful. Leia's not the kind of person you want to piss off, okay?

My Lord!

Leia pouted. It's strange that such an expression doesn't diminish Leia's cuteness in the slightest. Leia was only angry at Minerva for the sake of Satoru, and she was prepared to be disliked, but her treatment was terrible. Satoru understands this, so he pats Leia on the head to put her in a good mood.

Minerva will be careful. ......

The four of them ate breakfast together, making sure she bowed her head again. However, Leia only had water again today. Leia told him that she has almost no sense of taste, and no matter what she eats, it doesn't taste good.

In the meantime, I'm going to gather some information. ...... Are you really going to hit the academy?

I don't mean to beat them up, but ......, well, it's similar.

Satoru chuckled at Rico's muttering, shrugged his shoulders. He's not trying to pick a fight. He was just going to warn the other side that they had acted carelessly. But if that results in a fight, then so be it. It's not out of arrogance. It's just that he doesn't want to be disturbed.

Just in case, let's leave at different times. I'll leave a little after Satoru does. What about Minerva?

Minerva's with Danna-sama.

Minerva puffed out her chest as if it were a matter of course. Leia looks at her as if to say, "Don't get carried away," and Minerva shrinks a little. Satoru smiles a little at the exchange.

The patrolwoman who said she was Sheryl yesterday is watching Minerva, too. I think we should go together.

Rico's eyes narrowed.

Then, do you know the name of that patrolwoman? I'll go check that out too.

She said her name was Sheryl Maylander, I think?

Satoru didn't remember the exact details of her name, but Leia added it as an external memory. Riko nodded and began to organize the replenishment supplies. Depending on the situation, they might have to leave the inn, so they needed to be ready to leave right away.

Satoru also got his gear ready. With the Giant Killer at his back, he puts on his usual cloak.

Well, I guess I'll just have to go and beat them to the punch.

...... I knew it was a beat up them

Rico pouted in exasperation.

The Academy of the Wise occupies a vast site at the foot of a small hill where the royal castle of Ares, Storaltrone, stands.

Although its symbolic Chalk Tower is not as tall as the royal castle of Storaltrone, it is so majestic that it stands out from the rest of the city and has become a symbol of the city. It is said that there is no shortage of people from all over the world knocking on the door of the academy, as it is indeed the best school in the world.

There is also the history that the country of Ares was formed from the gathering of magicians around the Chalk Tower, which is the legacy of the ancient magic kingdom, and the words that are not spoken, "Ares is only possible because of the Academy of the Wise," are also criticized by neighboring countries. Still, it's one of the top five simple cities in the world, so I'm a bit jealous.

The entrance to the academy was rather open. It seemed that anyone could enter with just a residence permit, but it was not just for the purpose of entering. Satoru spotted a gate guard and casually called out to him.

Is there a patrolwoman named Sheryl Maylander?

Who are you?

Satoru showed his residence permit to the guard, who looked at him suspiciously as if licking him from top to bottom. This is the only identification he have at the moment.

You know that adventurer she met yesterday, Satoru. Can you connect me to her?

Give me a minute.

The gate guard who entered the hut at the back is talking to a large, shiny blue gem. He wondered if it was a calling stone.

He can see the expression on the face of the half-believing soldier change to something more serious. Satoru became more and more convinced that yesterday's "Distant Vision" was the work of these people, or more technically, their superiors.

In this world, Satoru was only an adventurer and a traveler. In spite of this, the sudden, swarthy, panicked response was something he would only do to someone he suspected of having something to do with it.

With the word "Suspicion" plastered on his face, the gatekeeper returned to Satoru's side. In his hand, he held a silver plate.

She said, "Come to the first floor of the Chalk Tower". Here, this is your permission slip. Give it back to me on your way out. ...... Who are you people?

We're just adventurers.

Satoru returned with a shrug of his shoulders.

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The Chalk Tower is the central facility of the Academy of the Wise. It's not a facility that the average person can just walk into, and It's not a place where a casual adventurer can casually enter, Leia added, although high-profile adventurers and knights occasionally enter with special permission.

He wandered around the academy, making appropriate responses. The building he is looking for is big enough to be seen no matter where he is, so he can't get lost. But to be honest, Satoru felt uncomfortable, as if he had mistakenly walked into a university for no reason. Moreover, Minerva was still clinging to his left arm. She looked as if she was on a date. In fact, a young man who looked like a magician and a withered man who looked like a researcher were looking at Satoru and Minerva with a mixture of envy.

Satoru felt uncomfortable, but not nervous, even though he was plunging into the heart of an enemy - an enemy that had not yet been determined to be so. If he believes Leia's words up to now, it's hard to believe that Satoru, who couldn't even attacked by Leila's magic, who should be one of the best in the world, could handle the magic power of an ordinary person, even in the highest school.

The problem is that the flow of the conversation is not led by the other party. He's not very good at using his head, especially in negotiations. He need to relax and watch the other person's every move.

Here?

When he reached the bottom, Satoru looked up at the white tower. It must have been roughly 100 meters high. As a man-made structure, it was quite large considering the historical background. But for Satoru, who has seen a lot of high-rise buildings in modern Japan, it was not overwhelming. However, it is too avant-garde to be called an architectural structure, so he had to tilt his head to look at it.

At the entrance of the tower, there were no guards in sight. He wondered if the security was too lax for such a central facility, but then he relaxed his shoulders and stood in front of the large door, thinking that it might be that way, since the person Satoru was meeting was a patrolwoman.

Pardon me!

He opened the door with a bang. Inside was a lobby with a surprisingly calm atmosphere, and at first glance it looked like a high-class hotel. It looks like the lobby of a tourist hotel in Southeast Asia or Europe, but Satoru has never been to such a place. When he saw a woman coming down the large spiral staircase in the center of the atrium with a wry smile on her face, he glared at her a little harder.

Hey, good to see you.

It's Sheryl, who he met yesterday. She has flaxen wavy hair and blue eyes. Her height is smaller than Minerva's, but she is probably taller than most women in this world. She had the same white sheet metal with golden edges that he had seen yesterday. She was wearing a red cloak, which she hadn't worn yesterday, and a sword was hanging from her waist. It was easy to see that she was fully equipped. Perhaps it's some kind of patrol uniform. On the surface, she is cheerful and friendly.

The Chalk Tower was as white on the outside as it was on the inside. The walls were not plastered, but seemed to have been cut out of a large rock. As he thought when he saw the outside, it seemed to be an extremely unusual structure for a building. Even so, the large windows allowed sunlight to pour in, creating a calm atmosphere.

Sheryl led Satoru and Minerva to a sofa near the entrance to what seemed to be the lobby, and Sheryl sat down gracefully across from them. She removed her sword from her waist and placed it beside her. Satoru's big sword is just strapped to his back, so of course he can't sit with it. He placed it so that it was standing next to him.

I'll get the golem to prepare you some tea. So, what do you want?

While looking at Sheryl's expression, which was as light as it could be, Satoru took on a big attitude. He slumped down on the couch, crossed his knees, and hugged Minerva's shoulders in a dignified manner.

Frankly, why have you been spying on us? It's annoying, so stop it.

A small white wooden golem about half a man's height, probably a familiar of this Chalk Tower, brought a teapot and three cups on a tray. Instead of answering the question directly, she elegantly poured three cups of what looked like tea and placed it in front of each of them before finally turning to Satoru.

...... That's very frank indeed. Do you have any reason to believe that we are doing this?

That's easy. I can't think of anything else.

Sheryl's cheeks broke into laughters at Satoru's spiteful words.

Hahaha! I see, that's a simple logic.

Satoru was a little annoyed. Sheryl's attitude, as if she could see through everything, made him feel as if she was probing his gut in a way that didn't hurt. She may look like a kind and beautiful woman, but she has an air of not showing her true feelings. To be honest, she was not Satoru's favorite type. I guess you could say that she is the kind of person who is in the field with an intellectual in front of her.

On the surface, Cheryl is elegant and soft-spoken, enjoying her tea. Her gestures were sophisticated for a patrolwoman, and she might be of unexpectedly noble birth.

Let me ask you one question.

After placing the cup on the saucer with a deliberate clinking sound to call attention to it, Sheryl held up one finger in a somewhat theatrical gesture.

What is it?

Satoru was not nervous, but he was not careless either. He remained in a slouched posture, jerked his chin and urged her to go on. She have not yet responded to his request, and there is no reason for him to be humble. Even if the other party is the highest academy in the world, authority and power are meaningless in this case.

Although she frowned a little at Satoru's arrogance, Sheryl did not change her gaze as if she was judging him. Satoru did not miss the flicker of light in her eyes. It was probably the "Soul Search" without chanting that Leia had pointed out. This was not the way to treat a guest. Satoru's anger gauge rose a little more.

What are you?

Even though she looked at him with a fixed gaze, Satoru was not the least bit upset. "Hmph" He mocked, and moved the fingers of the hand that had been holding Minerva's shoulder, cracking his bones.

There are no guilds for adventurers. The residence permit is just a temporary proof of identity, with the date of entry and name written on it. The residence permit does not indicate where Satoru is from, so Sheryl has no idea where he is from. If he was a top-notch adventurer, there would be some rumors about him, but at this point, there were no accomplishments or anecdotes about him. It was natural for Sheryl to be cautious.

If you ask me what I am, I can tell you in one word, I'm a Foreigner

Foreigner......

Sheryl parroted Satoru's words as if he was still spitting them out, and searched for the true meaning of his words. He was probably not from this country, or even from this suburb. His language is vulgar, but he speaks the language of this world without any local quirks.

Satoru took a sip of the tea that was placed in front of him without hesitation. It tasted like tea itself. If he were a novice, he would probably not drink it for fear of being poisoned, but Satoru's liver is notoriously thick. If they were planning to poison Satoru here, He'd be ready to go on a rampage with a single word: "All right, it's war". But Sheryl was pouring directly from the teapot, and there was no indication that she had chosen a cup. He guess she's not that stupid.

Let me tell you something first. I have no intention of antagonizing you.

The taste of the tea he sipped was of the highest quality. There was no hint of poison in it - unless, as usual, Satoru's dripping magic power had purified the toxin on its own.

My immediate goal is to find the whereabouts of the [Immortal King] Yarth. I'm looking for information on the labyrinth where he might be. There are other things I'm looking for as well.

He glanced at Minerva. He would like to find out if Minerva is really capable of having a child with a human. But he's not going to disclose that information. Even if she knew that Minerva was a flying dragon that using "Mimicry" through their covert "Soul Search", he should avoid revealing it. If Sheryl pointed it out, he should ask her how she knew.

Minerva felt Satoru's eyes on her, tilted her head and tugged at his cloak.

Danna-sama. These guys are enemies?

It hasn't been decided yet that they are.

It is not yet decided that this is the casebut Satoru's words are filled with the intention that it is okay to make enemies. This is the best school in the world. He is ready to fight against the Academy of the Wise, where excellent magicians gather and where their strength is said to surpass that of the country of Ares itself. When Sheryl realized this fact, she felt a pang of disbelief.

It's impossible. How much power does he have, and is he even aware of it?

But, well, if they're going to interfere with me, then so be it.

Satoru's cruel smile sent a shiver of fear down Sheryl's spine. After all, even with "Covert Soul-Search," the size of the soul of this large man in front of her was not clear. It's just huge. That's all she know.

She is now facing a monster like no other in the past. Feeling this painfully, Sheryl opened her trembling mouth while scolding herself for almost losing her back.

H-how about this. From the looks of it, you've got quite a bit of ability. Would you like to join the Academy of the Wise? If you want, I can talk to Ares or any other country if necessary, even if it's not the academy. ......

Are you even listening to me? Don't get me wrong. I don't want any position or honor.

Satoru kicked Sheryl's offer away as if it were trivial.

This, too, was impossible. Adventurers may sound nice, but they are actually a bunch of unemployed people. Just because they are slightly better at magic or can use a sword than others, they are still outlaws. If you are an ordinary adventurer, it is only natural that you would jump at the chance of being offered a job at the Academy of the Wise or in some other country.

What is he looking for, if he doesn't want position or honor?There was no way Sheryl could have known.

At the moment, there is nothing to trust you guys. So I don't feel like telling you anything about our situation.

At the moment, Satoru's point of contact at the Academy of the Wise is the beautiful woman in front of him. However, she neither denies nor confirms the "Distant Vision" incident, much less apologizes to Satoru.

This woman has made a mistake in dealing with my LordLurking in the shadows, sharing her senses with Satoru, Leia whispered this in her mind. If she had said it out loud, Satoru would have reacted unnecessarily, so she didn't say it out loud, but Sheryl should have admitted her guilt and apologized when Satoru pointed it out. If she had done that, she might have been able to get some kind of concession out of Satoru, but she didn't, and she was so stubborn that even Satoru, who hated that type of person, became stubborn.

Satoru's gaze licked Sheryl from top to bottom, as if he was measuring something.

You're a good woman.

Wha!

Sheryl was upset by his straightforward words. She had never been around a man who praised her appearance head-on, rather than her ability as a swordsman or her bloodline. No, they seemed to agree that she was a good woman, but no man had ever treated her as a woman, except for one, probably because they were afraid of what was behind her. There are some men who still want her, but she has problems at home, and somehow, at the age of twenty-four, she has missed out on marriage and become a widow.

However, Satoru's attitude was not one of praising the other's looks. It seems to me that he was just making a random connection as a pillow talk. This also irritated her pride.

But you reeks of calculation, which I hate the most. I don't think we should have a heart-to-heart talk.

Satoru shook his head, then stood up. He doesn't need to talk about it any more. He doesn't think she's going to admit that she was trying to peek in from a distance. There was no way she was going to apologize.

What I came here for today is just a warning and a bridge to the future.

Satoru looked coldly at Sheryl, who was about to sit up to try to stop him. A strong feeling of dread ran down Sheryl's spine. Sheryl shuddered and sat back as the intensity of the eyes seemed to be trying to scare her with his gaze alone.

I can't stand up. I can't move.

She found herself completely cowering. Cheryl was terrified from the bottom of her heart that she might be killed here. Fear gripped her heart. She wanted to run away but she couldn't move. Unconsciously, she felt a warmth spread through her lower body.

The Lord, who was radiating a sense of oppression, did not seem to show much interest in his poor, frightened prey. He kept his gaze expressionless.

I'll say it again. Don't mess with me. The next time I find out you're doing something, I'm going to destroy this tower. I'm not going to listen to any excuses, so if you're going to mess with me, do it with that in mind. If you're serious about interfering with me, I'll reduce not only this academy but also this city to ashes. If you're going to stand up to me, you need to be prepared for that.

If someone hits you, hit them back. If they don't hit you, they don't want to deal with you, so leave them alone - that's what it comes down to. The moment he turned on his heel, carrying the Giant Killer on his back, the intense pressure that Satoru had been exerting on her relaxed. As Sheryl breathed a sigh of relief, Satoru called out to her without looking back.

Oh, I almost forgot. I'd like to look at some literature on dragons, with this permit, can I read it?

What Satoru is holding in his hand is a permit to enter this Chalk Tower. With it, you can enter 90% of the facilities of the Academy of the Wise. Sheryl was out of Satoru's line of sight, and as she noticed herself gradually regaining her composure, she said the rules honestly.

There are no restrictions on entering the library. You don't need to show a permit, as long as you pay the entrance fee. Oh, but some of the books on the Five Dragons are forbidden. So I don't know if they have the kind of books you want.

Tsk, I guess it can't be helped.

Satoru hugged Minerva around the waist and walked out of the tower. It's impossible to stop him nowSheryl's shoulders were about to slump, when, as if remembering something, Satoru spoke up, turned around, and said to Sheryl in a dignified manner.

Right-right. Tell the guy in the next room that listening to our conversation that I said hello.

Satoru's face was smiling, but his eyes were not. Surprised by the fact that he had noticed them, and also realizing that they had missed it, Sheryl felt a strong chill run through her.

She realized now that she had peed her pants a little, and her cheeks flushed with shame, but she silently looked away. When his back was out her sight, she leaned heavily against the back of the couch.

High Mentor.

I see. You're right, he seems to be a dangerous man.

Sheryl's ears picked up the voice in telepathy. A little while later, a wrinkled old man came out of the room next to the lobby with a long cane. He had a magnificent white beard that almost reached his chest, he has no hair, and the appearance of a dead tree, yet he was somehow dignified.

He is Graham Coogan, the High Mentor of the highest school in the world, and one of the best magicians in existence. The last thing Satoru said to him, "The guy who was listening in the next room," was him.

He called himself a "Foreigner".

The High Mentor sighed heavily while caring for the limp Sheryl.

I was wondering if that was the case.

The High Mentor pondered, cutting off his words for a moment. There are various magical wards in this Chalk Tower. Of course, he was making full use of them to make observations in the next room, but the High Mentor had noticed a small crack that he had felt during his observations.

I can't help it, but there's something I haven't noticed. In that young man's shadow. Someone was lurking in the shadows.

In the shadows, ...... "Shadow Diving"!? Don't tell me it's the [Immortal Family]!?

The art of letting someone lurk in the shadows is an exclusive art of the Immortal Family. Of course, ordinary people can't see through it. This is a very advanced art that he was able to learn only because he was able to visit this Chalk Tower.

Probably. And it's not just vampire level either. The Founder class ...... I have a hunch that it's the Immortal King, Leia Lwenstadt.

Sheryl was truly surprised by that name.

The Fallen Sacrifice Princess of the lore!? If so, then it must have something to do with the magical tremors in the "Deepest Labyrinth" where she is believed to have been.

Satoru's concern in the town of Aletta was the detection of magical tremors in the vicinity. Of course, this information had reached the Academy of the Wise. Although it was quite a distance away, there were still many who were here and felt the tremors. It was a magic tremor of such a level.

The High Mentor shakes his head slightly.

I'm just guessing, though. In the archives of the Academy of the Wise, there is a forbidden art called "Another World Summoning" that is just lying around as information. I suspect he's an otherworlder summoned by that art, ...

That kind of art is ......

Although it is called a prediction or he's just guessing, the person who is considered to be the most knowledgeable person in this world next to the Feather Dragon had a pretty accurate grasp of the situation.

The existence of the Immortal Family in the shadows, a young man with an overly huge soul that was just out of the ordinary, and the magical tremor that occurred 20 days ago that was on the level of a disaster. If everything is connected, it can only be thought that way.

The only people who really know this to be true are the people themselves.

All I know is that such an art existed in the days of the ancient magic kingdoms, and that the cost was the loss of the core of the magic tower. It's a magical tremor at that level after all. You have to have used the core of the tower of magic power to feel it.

The old man groaned as he rubbed his luxurious beard. Of course, this old man was one of those who felt the magic tremor. He turns his gaze to the unfortunate female patrolwoman who was facing a being with a soul capable of destroying the world.

How does Sheryl see it?

Sheryl doesn't respond to the omission of the honorific title, and twists her head as she sits up a bit, still feeling tired.

I don't know if he's from another world or not, but if the immeasurable soul that he possesses is true, then I think he's a very dangerous being. I think he could be a demon king.

Indeed......

The term "Demon King" is a fairy tale. The name is known as the king who controls the demon race, but there are not enough demon races in this world today to form a society.

In terms of classification, the "Immortal Family" are also demons, but the "Immortal King", the pinnacle of the "Immortal Family", only exists when humans and elves are "Reborn" with their enormous magical power. In other words, they are the former existence of this side.

In the beginning, before the formation of the ancient magic kingdoms, there was a battle between the demons and humans, and the demon king was defeated by the hands of the heroes, according to mythology, but no one knows if this is true except the Feather Dragon. And that Feather Dragon is keeping its mouth shut about it, too.

Satoru said that he would reduce not only the academy but also the city to ashes if anyone tried to interfere him. The High Mentor doesn't think he was just talking big. Perhaps he has the power to really do it. There is only one way in this world that can counter such an impossible power.

.......I guess we'll have to contact the Holy Sword Clan

The Supreme Leader's small murmur made Sheryl's face pale.

High Mentor, that's ......!

It's up to them whether they accept our request or not. However it would be better to do what we can to keep them informed.

The High Mentor quickly blocked Sheryl's objections and gave a small shake of his head. As the head of the highest school in the world, he has a mission to protect and guide the world. Any danger that is beyond his control must be eliminated. It is difficult to eliminate them unless the Holy Sword Clan, which is known only to the royal class of each country, wields its power according to its tradition. The High Mentor judged that.

In any case, that soul is too dangerous. He may have said so, but you never know where he might turn.

There are very few examples of people with more than five hundred souls who have lived out their lives. The High Mentor is one of those few, but he has endured many temptations with the strength of his mind. These temptations were so sweet, so nectar-like, that even with his mental strength, they were extremely difficult to overcome.

There was no telling when that young man, Satoru, would become intoxicated with his own huge soul and wield his deadly blade against many people and the entire world.

Should we buy time anyway? Even if the Holy Sword Clan accepts, they can't move immediately. We don't know the whereabouts of the [Immortal King] Yarth that the young man mentioned. ...... In this suburb, "The Labyrinth of No Return" is doubtful.

Or is he at the Labyrinth of the World Tree, which is said to be located in the Deep Green Forest?

The two of them mentioned the name of a famous giant labyrinth in the suburbs. These two labyrinths, which are said to have existed for a long time, have yet to be cleared by the hands of the people of this time. Both are extremely nasty places that produce demons and crazy beasts.

Indeed. ....... I'll have to think about monitoring him. The "Distant Vision" was noticed and crushed, but the "Detection" didn't seem to be a problem. However, if the truth is that the person lurking in his shadow is the "Fallen Sacrifice Princess", it would be a disaster if her warding art hides the Giant Killer.

During her lifetime, Leia Lwenstadt was renowned for her unique warding arts. She fell without completing the chanting and words of those techniques, and even now, more than 200 years later, the chanting and words of he unique warding techniques she used have not been completed.

For now, I have to give him the information about the labyrinth and win his trust. Behind the scenes, I will communicate with the Holy Sword Clan and think about how to defeat this person.

Is it me, after all, who is the negotiator......

Sheryl looked disheartened, but the High Mentor showed a caring expression, but took a firm stance.

We can't afford to send out any other new personnel. We should keep this discussion as small as possible.

Cheryl gave a small nod, as if she understood.

This situation, which had taken an unexpected turn from a chance encounter, was not something that could be spread easily. It's okay if you think Satoru is dangerous. There is no guarantee that there will not be people who will try to take advantage of his enormous power. It is a danger that could seriously upset the balance of the world. So, if it can be handled in secret, it is better to do so.

The High Mentor's gaze was filled with affection as he looked at Cheryl, who was carrying the burden of her hardship.

I'm sorry to trouble you. You should not have to do this kind of dirty work.

Please don't say that, High Mentor. I'm better suited to being in the field like this.

Sheryl laughed. She took advantage of her position this time and skipped several steps to bring Satoru's case to the High Mentor. In modern Japan, it would be like the chief of a company with tens of thousands of employees bringing the matter directly to the president. Of course, there is a reason for that as well...

Anyway, ...... I'll make arrangements to follow him with "Detection".

The first time she went after them with "Detection", it was not destroyed. When the target entered the inn and was trapped inside the ward, the "Detection" was blocked, so this time she put the "Distant Vision" on it, and they noticed and crushed it. In the end, she was one step closer to detected. However, since there was no sign of it being crushed during the "Detection" alone, there's a good chance that it won't be noticed if the "Detection" is used to track the Giant Killer. This was the view shared by Sheryl and the High Mentor.

If at all possible, I'd like to ambush them before or after they enter the Dark Green Forest.

Sheryl looked down at the reckless High Mentor's words.

It is true that Satoru has a dangerously large soul, and that his crude human nature seems to be drowned in power and easily carried away. But even if that is the case, is it really a good idea to get in touch with the Holy Sword Clan, which is also an extremely dangerous existence? As she herself warned, the best thing to do is to stay out of itFears are coiled in her mind.

Sheryl shook her head to get rid of her thoughts. The only thing she can do is to work as the hands and feet of the old man who is the head of the Supreme School and the arbiter of this world.

Speaking of which, High Mentor. The girl of the flying dragon who was given the "Mimicry" art. Didn't she speak a human language?

...... Oh, that's right. I see, so that's where the books about dragons is he asked for.

He had almost forgotten about it in the face of Satoru's enormous stellar size, but it's impossible for a "Mimicry" flying dragon to speak human.

Something was bugging him. He pondered for a while, but eventually gave up and sighed.

....... Can't remember, huh? I'm an old geezer, you know. If I do remember at some point, I might be able to use it to gain his trust.

Sheryl stared in awe at the High Mentor, who spoke with a blackness that was unimaginable from his good-natured appearance.

Thus, a conspiracy began to unfold without Satoru's knowledge.

At this point, no one realizes that this conspiracy will lead to various tragedies