EP.57
“Ah, nice to meet you. Welcome. What would you like to drink? All we have is plain water, but we can change the taste with illusion magic, so it’s as if we have everything. Please sit comfortably.”
When I responded with a wide smile, the expressions of two of the three pursuers turned sour. A saint (dressed scantily) and a swordsman (half of his face hurt). Only the girl with short hair who seemed to have a big heart accepted the favor as a favor.
Danbal lifted the whiteboard.
[Hello!]
“Hello. Your short hair is pretty. It looks like you take good care of your hair… Let me guess. Is this the Silk Whale perfume sold at the store in front of the tree-lined intersection three blocks from the entrance to the commercial district?”
The expression on his face changed to ‘Wow, how did you know?’
“Haha, I have a nice nose. And I also pay attention to hair care.”
Actually not. I’ve never noticed that my girlfriend changed her perfume, and I’m a fan of thinking that washing my hair with soap is all I need. The only hair care I have ever received is from the magic tower owner Nadenade.
This is what was written in the report I received after asking Pingvalez to investigate the background of the three applicants for the lecture. I did it because I wanted to become friends as much as possible. Isn’t it easier to become friends if you have a common topic?
I guided the three to the table. The saintess seemed to be as angry as the Hulk, and the prosecutor felt wary. It felt like they would pull out a knife if I did something suspicious.
I understand. Normally, students worry all day long about what might happen if their professor has some evil plan. I was like that too when I was in school.
The short-haired man sat down on the sofa without hesitation, and the saintess sat a little distance away next to him. And it seemed like the prosecutor was wondering where to sit and decided to just stand.
but. He must have been worried that it would look strange no matter where he sat since there were only two other women besides him.
The atmosphere was very stiff and rigid. I wanted to lighten the mood. I licked my lower lip with my tongue and cleared my throat. I sat across from them and spoke.
“We… got caught up in something together, right? It was caused by a minor misunderstanding, so let’s leave that aside. That’s not what we gathered here for.”
At that time, I ran away because the paper wasn’t published, but didn’t you guys read the paper in class? So, let’s forget about the day’s work and start thinking about playing a fun TRPG.
“I respect your inquisitive spirit. I think it must have been a difficult choice. I… thought that students would only take interest after the class had progressed for a while. I was happily mistaken.”
It must have been a very unfamiliar subject name, but I’m thankful that I applied anyway. I had planned to spread rice cakes during the main class and encourage people to play together, but I had no idea that so many participants would already be gathered. happy.
“Now what do you think this thing is?”
What is this?
I clapped my hands lightly. The sticky slime stretched between the overlapped palms and instantly changed its shape to resemble a picture frame. The saint answered dryly.
“Empty picture frame.”
“Yes, but it is not just a picture frame. It is a picture frame that reflects many things.”
It’s a trailer.
Whenever I had time, I played the trailer video I had prepared. A forest with bluish and bluish colors, a hell with a red moon, a modern civilization, a space colony with machine guns spewing fire, an unmanned old man observing the stars, sharing swordplay at the top of a steep mountain.
There is no medium that can pack as much information in a short period of time as video. The purpose of this trailer is to intrigue. The three people seemed to be immersed in the video due to the feast of snowdrops.
I asked in a quiet voice.
“Don’t you think you would like to experience another world?”
“…….”
Cheongiljeom, who had been silent, spoke with a hardened expression.
“Was this the purpose?”
“Yes.”
“What do you want?”
“I hope as many people as possible know about this. There is always a shortage of people.”
Even in my past life, there weren’t many people who did it, and now the only people who do it are me and the Magic Tower owner. I hope more people get to know TRPG. It’s inevitable that you don’t do it because it doesn’t suit your taste, but shouldn’t you know it first?
This is the time. I presented the carefully prepared session introduction to the trio.
“This is a report written with the help of a collaborator. If you read it and liked it, please join us.”
“Let’s discuss and decide.”
“Would you please make room for me? Professor…”
The swordsman and the saint launched a double attack. One of the GM’s pleasures is seeing the players’ reactions when they read the introduction. The saint even crossed her arms as if she would not say a word if I were there.
Hehe.
I was kicked out of my office.
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After sending the crazy wizard out of the room, Bennett gave the other two people a look as if asking for their opinions. The saintess looked like she was thinking about something, but Niore seemed to be thinking nothing of it.
Bennett let out a shallow sigh and settled the situation.
“…If I understand correctly, I think the wizard is talking about dimension shift magic.”
“I agree. I heard that too.”
[Me too!]
The images projected into the frame were too diverse to be dismissed as personal fantasy magic. If there was only one, one might suspect that it was a realm of imagination, but weren’t there dozens of worlds that the video passed through, each with its own details maintained?
And the expression on the wizard’s face was smiling happily the whole time. It seemed like he was genuinely enjoying it. Wizards caught up in their research often made that look.
The events taking place at the academy centered around that crazy wizard seemed to be bigger than Bennett had suspected. This is dimensional magic that was practiced in the distant past and was only mentioned in children’s books.
“…I think there may have been a deal like this between the second prince and the wizard.”
Bennett simply painted using his magic power. The 2nd prince supports the wizard’s research, and the wizard assists the 2nd prince in his political operations. They are tied up in some kind of transactional relationship.
“The warlocks that wizard identified… The credit will go to the second prince who issued the order. It will not be a small feat.”
“…In return, does the second prince support or condone what the wizard is doing at the academy?”
“okay.”
The intention is to use academy students as exploration personnel in another world. Since only those who have proven ability and talent can enter the academy, the quality of the talent pool was close to the highest.
The saintess furrowed her eyebrows, pondered, and then came to a conclusion.
“No matter how much I think about it, it’s too dangerous. I applied to investigate a wizard, but you know I’m jumping into another dimension that I don’t know anything about, right?”
[But it says here that survival is guaranteed?]
“What if that’s a lie?”
[…]
When Niore was running out of things to say and was drawing three earthworms on the whiteboard.
Palak. Palak.
Bennett quickly flipped through the report. I organized the main details in my head and came up with a simple estimate. And said:
“…No, the risk may not be as high as you think.”
“what?”
“According to the report, most ordinary people in this world cannot use magic power. Although there is an enemy force called the Silver Twilight Church, they say that if you protect your body with magic power, you will cast magic at a level that can be countered.”
“So, if the report is a lie…”
“There were no traces of content being omitted or modified. And look at the goal. The wizard wants to secure an artifact called this shining scalene polyhedron… from another world.”
I wrote it down as if the wizard wasn’t interested, but then there was no reason to write it down. The purpose of rescuing investigators from the academy seemed to be to obtain powerful artifacts from another dimension.
“To retrieve the artifact, we have to return. So we decided that we wouldn’t be abandoned forever in another dimension. And.”
Bennett pointed his finger at the report.
The report’s final, unnaturally interrupted account of the engagement implied the investigator’s death. However, the second paragraph of the report stated that ‘even if you face death, it is not the end and you will return to your original world without a single wound.’
Many of those who entered the academy had powers in their own right. The saint’s name is also not small in value. Isn’t it a symbol representing a denomination?
“He’s a wizard who seems to have a brain problem somewhere, but he’s thinking properly about future events, such as preparing papers and orders on the magic sword. I’m sure he knows well what happens if things go wrong after putting a saint in another dimension.”
There will be a backlash. There was no way that someone who prepared meticulously could not take that level into consideration.
“Up to this point… of course, it’s just a guess. But there is a way to make sure it’s safe.”
“What?”
“I’m asking if this investigator… is alive.”
The saintess expressed small admiration.
“You have quite the brain. You don’t look like that…”
“You don’t have the same sense of taste as you do when choosing clothes.”
“Noisy…!”
And the most important return. What can you achieve when you enter this world as the wizard intended? A sentence from the report flashed through Bennett’s mind.
It is a mysterious artifact that can summon evil beings and is said to provide infinite wisdom…
It could be helpful in the 『Nightmare Summoning』 cast by warlocks, and if infinite wisdom is not a lie, maybe. Could it be possible to find a way to expel the “fear-eating corpse flower” from my younger brother’s body?
Saint Tara seemed to have similar thoughts. Although we did not discuss anything about what we could gain. The two saw greed in each other’s eyes.
The trio gathered their opinions and summoned the wizard.
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That’s right, princesses and princesses, you may think, ‘There’s no way this bastard would kill me without going crazy,’ but isn’t that usually the case? It made sense.
If a wizard you’re not even close to says, ‘Why don’t you go into another dimension?’, you’ll feel uneasy. When the investigator asked if he was still alive, I pointed to Pingvalez, who was standing quietly next to me.
“This is the investigator.”
“Yes, I am an investigator.”
Pingvalez hit a double piece. I thought it was just a prank on me, but it was nice to see him double-penetrating someone he had barely met for the first time and how consistent the people were. It seemed like he would be like that in front of the prince too.
It’s a safety device. When he tried to open his mouth to prove that it was safe to jump into real lava, the swordsman-saint duo intervened.
“I want to verify with the investigator.”
“I’d like you to make room for me… Wizard?”
I was kicked out again….
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We had time to verify from various angles. In order to confirm that Pingvalez was the one who wrote the report, she asked several questions and the saint even suddenly turned on the lie detector test.
I thought it would be okay to just go in and die if I suspected something, so I asked one person to test it out. Bennett, who was suspicious, went into the simulation himself and came out dead.
In the case of the 2nd prince, wasn’t it implemented as an effect where he disappears after he faces death? However, in the case of this three-member group, they have the caution to cross the stone bridge by tapping on it. I’m afraid that facing death directly may feel a bit dangerous. I was afraid that people would get scared and say they wouldn’t do the session…
I changed the production to show that when you take critical damage, a shield is created around you to block the attack, and then you return to the original world through space movement. Wouldn’t this make you feel more at ease?
It wasn’t bothersome. Rather, I was excited.
Anyone who doubts or ponders anything… Cthulhu was perfect!
My heart is racing. This is a genre where you have to persistently doubt and dig deep to survive. What is Cosmic Horror?
We took time to understand and understand each other, and even set a date. It was agreed that the first session would begin tomorrow, Thursday.
A word from the author (author review)
Late…! no see…!
Still, 17 minutes… I ask for forgiveness, my friends…!
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