Isekai Mahou wa Okureteru!

"- Dragon breed, is it?

One night. Mitsumi Hachi, a modern magician, heard the name of such a famous fantasy creature from the mouth of his father, Hachi Kamikaze.

- Dragon breed (dragon). In the modern age of fantasy novels, a creature widely known for its name as a monster (monster) with reptile bodies and wings and spitting poison and fire from its mouth.

In the East it is seen as a symbol of good as a dragon, but in the West it is seen as a demon - the incarnation of a malignant spirit, and assumes the role of 'evil' that is exorcised by God, angels, etc.

The great yuan of such a dragon's image is a snake, as you can see from the body of a reptile. The Bible tells the world that snakes are considered evil and also symbolizes sin as abetting Adam and Eve.

This is due in old times to the fact that religions that use the Bible as a norm have been hostile to religions that believe in serpents, such as ancient Egypt and indigenous religions, and to the fact that the idea of serpent-demon spread to many Western regions.

For this reason, since ancient times, dragons have been portrayed as human enemies and made evil.

... Shuiming's rehearsal soared into his ear, "Do you know the dragon species? 'Cause there was my father's question. Regardless, Shuiming couldn't have as much in-depth knowledge as my father, and I just had to shake my head on the couch.

"Dragon species leave their trail in history books and literature, but they don't exist. And even in our sorcerers, their existence is a secret one"

"It's hidden...?

"That's what I mean."

The scenery of finger tapping on the elbow of an euthanasia chair as if reaching out for salvation to Mizumi, who frowned on euphemistic rhetoric.

"It actually exists, do you mean?

"It's the past."

My father, who proclaimed so, still just looks at the cloudy skies visible from the veranda. Waiting for the rest of his story, uh, my father's gaze shoots through the water.

"Mizumi, make me some coffee."

"Are you in the middle of this conversation?"

"I wanted to drink it. I won't have a choice. It's a parental privilege to let my son brew coffee."

"What a privilege.... Instant okay?

"I don't mind. But..."

"You're black. I know."

"You want a drink, too?

"If you add milk and syrup,"

"You should be able to drink black soon, too."

"Someday."

Shuiming smiles back small to her father, who comes with an irreplaceable look. A father who doesn't change his expression like a plaster statue, but he never has any emotions. My emotions just stopped appearing on my face, and I just whisper as casually as I do now.

Only he and those close to him can see that.

"So, what's the story with the dragon? It's been hidden in the magic world, hasn't it?

"That's right. I've been kept secret because a handful of people to know is fine. But that's not how it works anymore."

Mouth the brewed coffee of the water, then the wind opens its mouth again.

"An acacic sayer derived the current world of dragons in Europe. As the greatest mysterious disaster of all time."

Acacic Sayer.

Who tells the light is the event predictor of the Thousand Nightclubs. Predicting the end of a major event from a commonplace small event - you could also call it a substitute that, if you say so, can predict the future. The essence is, again, a little different from that, but as it is anyway.

"The biggest in history..."

"As for the description, that's ambiguous. But it's only a matter of time before the other magicians know it. This is a story that no longer matters at all, such as secrecy. Of course, like I said, there's no more real. The survival of the dragon species was destroyed thirty years ago, so there will never be another dragon in this world."

"So how did you get predictions that dragons would show up?

"The answer lies in the end-of-life event (Twilight Syndrome). There seems to have been a sudden outbreak of causal instability in Spain, and it seems to be something of the type A origin or possible scale. It is expected that the form of the kettle produced from it will probably manifest itself with the figure and nature of a dragon."

"There's something wrong..."

Kettles, called end-of-life kettles, are a type of end-of-life event (Twilight Syndrome). Although not yet in the detailed elucidation, the event that supposedly destroys every creature in the world takes the form of a 'creature striking monster' in order to accelerate the end (replacement) that has been set for the world.

Most of them look like halfway between a wolf and a dog, but a being called Class A changes its appearance from time to time, and he says, taking the appearance that a person is born scared.

I guess that overlapped with the dragon, a symbol of evil rooted in the ideas of the peoples of Europe.

"But if such a thing were to come out of the world,

"Huge damage to Europe...... no, probably not just that"

If it were to have the largest ever, plus the figure of a dragon and its properties, it would not be possible to defeat it without a superman at the hero or saint level. But there are no great men in the world like St. George or St. Sylvester, described in the Golden Legend (Regenda Aurea).

If we fail in the way we deal with it, the world could even perish.

"So, Dad too?

"Oh, you're right. It took me a convocation, too. About twenty magicians were chosen for this dragon crusade. You're going to defeat them with a handful of elites."

"What's the lead?

"It's a thousand nightclubs. He stepped on that he couldn't commission everything else just this time. Directed by the eldest daughter of the Katraia family, Thousand Night Club Executive General Councillor Hoomercruz. Assistant Supervisor is his sister, Zealkis."

"Two of the most powerful men in the history of the executive, are you the commander-in-chief..."

"Nominally. It would actually be for others to move each magician locally."

- The scenery continued quietly, though they would dominate the battle against dragons.

The two he named, the Katraia sisters, are a symbol of the power of the current Thousand Night Club Executive Directorate. They both deal with magic that manipulates time and space, and say they boast unparalleled strength in battle. However, due to their young age in their early twenties, even if they are flag heads, they will take the form of handing over command to magicians who have stepped on the number of places on the ground.

For Shuiming, who is only a philosopher (Philosophias), we are talking about a completely different dimension.

"To the dragon, the head of the executive branch. That's an amazing story. Europe goes a lot, but it feels like a long way to go."

"No, you don't have any other personnel."

The meaning of the words spoken by my father cannot be swallowed up, and Shuiming lags behind in understanding for a moment.

"What? He said it wasn't another HR..."

"In this prediction, Acacic Sayer derived a number of possibilities. The outbreak of dragon species, the destruction of Europe, awakening (mesmerization), many deaths, the acceleration of the termination. Whether they are possible or not, they can be changed."

After that way of saying I took it around, the core of what my father said was:

"And the last answer that was supposedly going to lead us to what we asked for in the event predictor was Shuiming. It's bound to take you."

After the words, my father's sharp eyes were turned. Shuiming then makes a startling scream.

"Oh, is that me!?

"That's right. He didn't even answer about why, but perhaps your power will be key in the fight against dragons."

Eight keys, the scenery tells a serious story with an unscrupulous expression. But there was only a little glimpse of such a proud emotional swing in my father's words.

My son's power is needed in an important phase. I know that makes you happy. But for Shuiming, that story is still only water in her bedear.

"But, Dad, I don't think I'm going to be useful in a place like that. I'm a low-ranking magician, aren't I?

"I was only putting on hold what was supposed to be given when it came to the rank of mage. I've been teaching you how to get that much strength, and you'd have a lot of confidence to do that, too, wouldn't you?

"Fight as a magician. I've been attached to my father's battle so far, and he taught me about coping with mysterious disasters. But when it comes to dealing with such high-ranking magicians, I'm still anxious..."

One, and the last, a small spill of water. It was also, in a way, the best thing he could do to blur the end of the story under heavy pressure.

To use magic simultaneously, regardless of hostility or cooperation between low-ranking and high-ranking magicians, the magic law of "extinguishing disparities (disparities)" is generally a wall. Lower mysteries are dispelled before higher mysteries, so when the magic used by lower magicians approaches the dominant area (rule area) of higher magic used by higher magicians, they are extinguished.

Originally, it does not happen unless there are so many disparities, nor does it bother me so much because there are conditions for establishment, but because the sorcerers gathered this time are the sorcerers, such a problem emerges.

In that case, a high-ranking magician has to knit witchcraft by adding to the occurrence of prestige inequality extinction, and one, more annoying. An important phase, such as dragon crusade. You can't afford to take advantage of low-ranking magicians in battlefields where high-ranking magicians use their skills. Aside from the story, if you use auxiliary, grant, and other sorceries to cooperate, you don't have to worry about eliminating the prestige disparity (dispersion), but Shuiming didn't think that the auxiliary or confessional sorcery he used was necessary by the high-ranking sorcerers.

Then there's no way you can snort when you're asked if you can help.

Then, the wind lays down its eyes.

"I can also say that you are now anxiously imprisoned because of the way I raised you. Even Mirror Shiro told me a story about it."

"... what do you mean?

"If you ask me, it means I've been too harsh. I wouldn't have complimented you, would I?

"Yeah... yeah well, I sure did..."

Even as Kazumitsu taught Mizumi magic, when Mizumitsu showed a good exercise, Kazumitsu did not praise it much. Indeed, that is true. But I also enjoyed it because my father didn't talk much, so I thought Mizumi would have no choice.

How bad was that? In my father's euphemistic way, thank you for getting the guidelines.

"... Shuiming. You can use great magic."

"Huh...? Yes, of course it is. Because my father told me that if I were to name a modern magician at one end, I would have to be able to use about one. Well, given the chanting speed, there will be some tough stuff to use in action..."

I knitted up some combat stuff a while back because of my father's imposed exams. I chose those sorceries because I went more with the fierce battles my father bore, but I still haven't had enough of my own strength to use them in action.

"In the battle of Spain, five powerful people, including me and you, will be able to activate the Great Magic without a hefty ritual alone"

"So this battle, other than the two of you marshals aren't coming that far? Despite the outbreak of monsters that would hit Europe hard?

"Oh no, that's not what I meant...... Hmm, when you come here and you don't even know me"

The figure and words of my father, who closed his eyes and lagged behind in his thoughts, were only strange to Shuiming.

............ but for the other side of the scenery, I also understand the evil speculation of the water light here as due to its own immorality.

The strength of Shuiming today is enough power to fight dragons, even from other high-ranking magicians. But the fact that Kazumi himself, hates to make Shuiming a chronic sorcerer, and as a sorcerer, has imposed all the challenges on him. He didn't tell me correctly that the magician's powers around him, including the landscape, were unusual. Think of it as not just a life of sorcery marination, a life with ordinary people who are not involved with sorcery - something that would otherwise have made the sorcerer an extra way of life, etc. - and you can say that it has created the mistake of Mizumi right now.

He's my son, who's not ashamed to let me out anywhere. Rather, other sorcery organizations have the strength and talent that would gladly welcome them. But the harm that I raised as much as possible gave rise to a cowardly sorcerer who didn't understand his power correctly.

'Chronic Heart', the greatest enemy to the sorcerer, could have been said to have been destroyed. But what kind of adversary the prudence of turning to the enemy at that price will be, can be said to be the challenge of Mizuki in the future.

But now...

"You'll see why if you go. Whatever, don't get distracted. For you, there will probably be no tougher battle than this one in the future."

".................. Yes"

Shuiming nodded at the words of the wind and eventually stood to the sink with a cup he had finished drinking.

As I gazed at the flow of water flowing out of the faucet, I noticed that I felt uncomfortable nodding.

"Dragon, or..."

As if the neck muscles were burned by some ominous hunch, they are struck by a tingling, a strange burning sensation. My father says it's because of the power my mother had. There is no reason for Mizumi to know what it suggests right now.

... Yes, so I could also say that the Battle of the Mage Eight Keys Shuiming began on this day.