Putting the two bewildered people aside for the moment, I turned to the fallen people.
　The staff and students of Biele School of Magic, who have been turned back into humans, are all naked.

　One or two completely naked people would be erotic, but to reach this level, all I can say is "spectacular".

We can't just leave everyone naked, we have to get them all dressed before they come to.
"Mr. Carlisle.

　Before I knew it, Markosius came to me and spoke to me.

What's going on?
Leave the minutiae to us.
"Will you do it?　Thank you.
"I am delighted.

　Markosias faced the naked pile with a slightly happy look on his face.
　Chanting something to increase the magic.

　I'm sure he's an angel, so let's leave it to him.

　We've come this far together and I'm going to Xiaomei.

Thanks for your help, Xiaomei.
"Mr. Alexander: ......
What's going on?　You don't look well.
"Yes ...... I'm sorry, I can't be of any help. I just ended up ranting and raving.

　I see that's what you're worried about.
　I saw that Xiaomei is shy and serious at the same time and that she tends to be a hermit.

...... That's a problem, Xiaomei needs to be cheered up.
"No, I'm not--
I had to ask Xiaomei for a favor, and if I'm not well, it will be too late for me to do it.
"Wow, is that for me?

　Xiaomei is surprised and wide-eyed.

But it can't be helped that she's not well. Until Xiaomei gets better--
"I'll do it!

　Xiaomei shouted loudly and leaned forward, closing in on me with such force that I took a bite.

What do you want me to do?
"Will you do it?　Now follow me.
"Yes!

　I took a revived Xiaomei and headed to the spot where I had just had a momentary ground battle with Pillings Markosias.
　It's on the outskirts of an isolated island, crumbling in the aftermath of the battle.

Ah, this is ......
I was thinking that we need to get this place back on track. I was thinking that Xiaomei's permanent freeze is not a stopgap measure, but a complete solution, so I thought I'd ask for it.
I'm glad you did. ...... I'll take care of it!

　Xiaomei became more energetic and enthusiastic.

　She spread her legs a little, closed her eyes and stuck out her hands in a pile.
　The long black hair fluttered with the magic of the mupapato style.

　Strong and beautiful.
　I thought so at the sight of Xiaomei.

　She used the magic she had raised to her limits to rebuild the area of the collapse with permanently frozen ice.

Good work, thank you Xiaomei.
"--Yes!

　Xiaomei looked extremely happy and smiled like a big flower.

　Xiaomei's confidence and sense of accomplishment is one of the most beautiful women I know.
　It was so beautiful that my thoughts leapt to the point of wanting to make her more confident, and to do this specifically.

The ......

　It didn't let me indulge in that thought.
　A man's voice came from behind me.

　I turned around and saw a man of about five years old standing there, talking to me fearfully.

"And you are?
My name is Jack. I'm the principal of the Biele School of Wizardry.
You were a principal, weren't you?
"Thank you, Vice-Emperor.

　Jack said and bowed deeply.

　He's the principal of the magic school, he should know about me.
　But more importantly.

Do you remember what happened?
"Yes, all of them here, all of them.

""Thank you!
"Wow!

　From further away from Jack, a chorus of thanks could be heard.
　I was startled by the sudden loud voice. By the volume and the amount of voices, I'm guessing that most of the faculty and students are awake and say in unison, "You're welcome.

You're welcome. Is there anything else I can help you with?
That's ......
I do.

　Jack slumped apologetically.
　I heard it because I could see it on his face.

　Unlike the wise man's knowledge of swords, after years of experience, I have an inkling of whether or not the person in front of me is in trouble.
　So I asked, and it was a no-brainer.

"Would you come over here?


"Yes.

　I gave a small nod and followed, with Xiaomei following close behind.
　Jack led me back to the wizarding school officials who had regained consciousness.

　The common thread in most people's eyes was a mixture of gratitude and confusion.

　I wondered what was wrong.

It's this one.

　Jack led us to a place where there was something human-like.

　Definitely human in shape.
　A beautiful human being, about five feet tall.
　But it's neither male nor female, neutral in appearance.

　It is lying on the ground on its back.

　It looked, or rather, was externally human, but the material was not.

　A crystal.
　Inorganic and translucent, it's not human or even alive.

What is this?
"I don't know. It was there with us when we woke up. I asked around, and no one knew who we were.
"I see.
After all that, it's weird.
"......

　I nodded silently and stared at the crystal.

　It was a strange sensation.
　Or, I should say, a look.

　What I could see through my glasses was definitely a human soul.
　But unlike ever knowing the rank of any opponent, no matter what I saw of the angel Markosias, I did not know the rank of that soul.

　Or rather, it might be more accurate to say that it keeps changing by the second.

　A soul changing by the second, that's what I saw through my glasses.

　Jack and the others from the wizard school looked at me with expectation and a sense of longing.

　I thought for a moment, and the wise man's sword listened too.
　Then he pulled the sword from his back and slowly, almost touchingly, thrust it into the crystal.

"--!

　In a moment, the whole world changes before your eyes.
　It becomes a dazzling white space, surrounded by light.

　From there, countless things took off into the sky like balloons.

　Every time one of them flies up, a "thank you" can be heard.
　Countless "thank yous" flew off from the sky.

　The number wasn't tens or hundreds, it was tens of thousands, or even a hundred ---- or even ten million.
　It was a certain number.

　Liberation.

　The words emerged from the scene in front of me.

　The liberation of more than ten million souls.
　Just as I thought that, a rare spontaneous gift of knowledge came from the wise man's sword.

　The silver plague.

　The ten percent of humanity killed by it is roughly equal to the number in front of me.

　That many, the common denominator being Herschel's magic.
　It was hard to believe that there was no ...... connection.
　I was convinced.

　The crystal dolls were the souls that were sacrificed then held captive and unable to ascend.

　In other words.

　That is, the souls sacrificed in the silver plague were finally freed after more than a hundred years.
　At last, they had been freed after more than a hundred years.