Isekai Mahou wa Okureteru!

Running through the Imperial Capital at night, Rogue Zandaik remembered when he first met Liliana.

I found that girl when, yes, I suppressed a certain incident that happened in a small village.

At the time, just before the Information Department was launched. Rogue, who was just a soldier yet, heard that he was going to perform a creepy ritual in a settlement north of the Empire and headed with his men to that settlement.

I wasn't sure what the contents of that ritual were, but after the ritual was over, creepy creatures appeared around and many children's bodies were mentioned.

Upon examination in a nearby village, it was an ancient tradition passed down to the region. It's about sacrificing a cursed child born every few years for malice unlike the evil god Zechariah.

We arrived in the settlement just before the ritual took place.

There were magic formations of blood painted everywhere in the settlement, it was a creepy situation where every human being in that settlement, whether needed for rituals or in that settlement, was constantly vomiting words of hatred, and all of those words were directed at just one human being.

The person was Liliana, who was still young. Even the fruitful parents, who were supposed to receive the human hatred of the settlement and mercy the child, treated her like a monster.

Liliana was pushed into the temple of performing the ritual, getting smaller and trembling. I just remember that only those eyes were as giddy as a beast.

As we tried to stop the ritual, the settlers attacked us. If you don't perform the ritual, say the malice will strike the settlement.

By the time I realized, all the humans in the settlement had lost their identity. I don't know if that was the effect of Liliana's dark power, or if it was the end of the human madness of the settlement over the inexplicable.

I just strongly thought it shouldn't be. He says it's not happiness that goes through the happiness of hunting down little kids. That's never a good thing for people to go.

When suppressing the human rampage of the settlement, there is a word left by the prayerer who was at its centre, at the time of death.

"- The daughter is a child born with a curse. It will do harm to all humans."

Now I think maybe the prayer man's words were a curse to himself for taking Liliana. I guess I thought I was a cursed child somewhere in my heart for leaving this word in the corner of my head all the time.

And I don't deserve to be with Liliana anymore for not being able to beat that curse. It's untrained that I can't see that kid anymore, but still, if I entrust him to that boy who believed in him until the end, I'm sure he'll be able to live happily ever after.

said the boy. Even if there's no blood connection, if you decide to be the father of that child, he says you should be the father until the end.

It must have been his anger, believing out as a family.

But I couldn't believe it. I just got caught up in everything that happened, and I abandoned the girl I helped myself.

Looking back to where I was earlier, one day I hear Liliana's voice echoing in my head.

- Colonel. Why does the Colonel always have to do all the hard work?

Think about it, maybe Liliana was always caring about herself.

- Colonel. If I become a soldier, can I help the Colonel?

Think about it, maybe Liliana was the one who wanted to help herself.

- Colonel, why do the nobles hate the Colonel?

Yes, I think the words Liliana used to ask herself about herself all the time.

Himself neglected by the nobles. I guess I overlapped it with my neglected self because I overheard it. Liliana is a smart girl. So now I guess I've come to the idea of helping myself.

That's a funny story. Not to mention understanding compassion for that child's grief. No, that's why I didn't deserve to be with her.

Right now, I don't have the heart to blame that kid anymore. I'm sure everything has been washed away by the brilliance that that downpouring starlight showed.

But it's not over yet. I still have something to do. For Liliana to live peacefully and safely, the presence of the nobles will be something that will leave its roots behind. Even with that boy, there must be some kind of retaliation waiting for him. And at the end of the day, I have to put it on myself, which is one of the reasons why I ran Liliana into murder.

With that thought in his chest, he looked up at the sky quietly.

"Even if you have thoughts, you can't be too good..."

How can this world be tough only on the weak? Do you only inflict pain on those who try to live righteously, and deprive them of happiness? I've been asking for a long time, but there's still no sign of an answer.

"- Seven Swords, Colonel Communications, Imperial Army Intelligence, Lord Rogue Zandaik."

I heard such a voice, and when I put my gaze back to the front, there was one man in front of me where he appeared from.

A man with long purple hair, a floating atmosphere. I've never seen an outing before, but it's elegant somewhere. There seems to be a forged flesh beneath clothes with streams that are fine but do not go through the costumes of nobility in any country.

As Rogue pierces the man's alert gaze, he asks without any context.

"What does your lord think of this world?

What the hell was the question thrown at you? Rogue asks the man back.

"What do you mean?

"Isn't that what your lord thinks about the irrationality of being in this world?

I felt seen through my mind, and I strained my body or for a moment. But I'll fix it right up and relay the man's words as bullshit.

"There can be no complaining about the world made by the goddess Arshna"

"That's a lie"

"What makes you think that?

So when I ask the man who says it with his face, he still says it with the same look on his face.

"It will be. If it is not false, it will be that which falsifies the actions of your lord himself, who thought of his daughter, begged her not to grant a wish and went to pray to the goddess without indispensability every day"

"You know..."

I am distracted by what has been said, and I acknowledge the man's words. Yes, the man is right. I wished the goddess the recovery of Liliana, whose body was eroding, and I was bound to take to the Salvation Church every morning. No matter how much I prayed, after all, the wish never made sense.

"Your lord's thoughts on this world are overwhelmingly understood."

That's what the man says, and he turns to those tinted eyes.

"The boxyard made by this goddess is made of irrationality. That is not because demons exist. Because the very existence of the goddess is an irrational mass."

In a world where worshipping goddesses is considered good, a man who disparages the existence of goddesses without any hesitation. Even though there is no doubt that if others ask, they will be suspicious, what reason can they exalt so?

"Lord Xandyk. I want you to lend me your power."

"What are you going to do with my help?"

"What I found out. If the Goddess clothes irrationality, it only breaks the thoughts of the Goddess and changes the world of this being"

What jumped out of a man's mouth was a declaration of the intention to drag the goddess off its top, for many fears. What everyone eats if you ask. It was the same for Rogue, and at some point the questioning voice was mixed with confusion.

"Stupid. You mean to resist the goddess? I'm not talking about anything you can't do in half, am I?

"I'm going to understand. And I want your help to make that wish come true"

Rogue looks to the man. A man who has stood in front of me, rotted my goddess, and sought help. The appearance seemed as hard and thick as a bamboo.

Change this world. Correct the irrationality of the world. There was something that didn't make me think of it as a con artist's lie.

I have no one to go to or wait for. I don't even think about the rest of what needs to be done. But if what this man presents breaks what he mourns, maybe it's not a bad idea to take a ride.

Prepared to snort at the man's desire, Rogue slowly opens his mouth.

"Then one thing, do me a favor"

"Allegedly."

"It's about my daughter. There is still a threat to her that she cannot take away. I want that threat removed as soon as possible. If I can do that, I'll leave my sword with your lord."

What I said was, on such terms. I know you're making unscrupulous demands, but if you mean feeding the goddess a cup, this request would be an easy one too. No, if this isn't easy to do, the big word is good.

The man nodded without any screaming in his quest, which also had the effect of trying.

"Your lord's wish, accepted. By tomorrow morning, those who neglect Liliana Zandaik will be gone from this empire"

I ran out of words. I don't know what the hell that confidence was backed up by - but is that something you'll know in the morning?

With that in mind, I realized that there was still something I needed to ask.

"Sorry, one more thing"

"I wonder what"

"I have not heard the name of the man who keeps the sword."

To the question, the man smiles all the time in his mouth. Is it a laugh of joy or pure joy? I don't know the timing, but the man opens his mouth quietly.

"My name is Gottfried. That's what I want you to call me."

That's what the man said and flipped himself.