109-Episode 109 Slave, Involved




 As soon as I entered the palace, I was separated from Seretia and forced into a separate room alone.
 Needless to say, it was a room with a simple bed and a table, and the environment was worse than the lodgings I had been staying in.

 My position here is that of a mere slave, different from Neya and the others.
 I understand that, but I don't understand why I'm treated so much worse than when I first came here.
 Besides, if I stay in the palace, I'm sure I won't be able to even experiment with raising the dead.
 While I was lying on my bed thinking that I should leave this place as soon as possible because of the fake Ars, I heard a light sound from the door.

"His Majesty is waiting for you. Go and make your report.

 A mere guard speaks to me in a superior manner.
 It's been a long time since I've seen him, and it's quite refreshing.
 However, with what happened with Neya and the others, it might be a good idea to improve my position here.

 The guards took me into the audience hall, but I didn't see Seretia there, but the king, and for some reason, Flare and Leveon beside him.
 I had a bad feeling about this, but there was nothing I could do, so I got down on one knee and finished my greeting.
 I reported on my travels with Celetia in the Crown System, and managed to have a conversation with the King without any trouble, but the two people beside me were bothering me so much that I couldn't understand what they were saying.

What's wrong with you, Walth? What's wrong with you, Walth? You've been acting like you're not here for a while. ......

 The king seemed to have noticed my change and asked me in a panicked manner.

I'm not sure what to say, but I'm curious as to why His Highness Flare and Leven are here.

"Oh, you mean that. That's because Le'Ven here has made a proposal that he would like to make an arrangement with you, who have been contributing greatly to Celestia as her guard slaves in the Crown System.

 It seems that this Le'Veon guy is more persistent than I thought.
 He's still standing beside you, looking at you with hostile eyes.

 He's a warchief, so he must have some skill.
 But he must know my strength as well.
 If you still want to fight me, you either doubt my strength or you think you're stronger than that.

I don't mind, but wouldn't it hurt the Warrior Chief's name to fight with a slave?

"Well, you need not worry. This Le'Veon was once a slave. No, he still is," said the king, turning his head to Flare with glee, only to be completely ignored.

"Walth Sci, you'll play with this Le'Ven, won't you?

"As you command.

 Hearing my reply, Flare lowered the corner of her eyes, and Leveon smiled wryly.
 After that, the king told me that the match would be tomorrow at noon, and I was removed from the audience room and forced back into my small room.

 ---- It was strangely satisfying to think that this treatment was due to the fact that he was breathing down my neck.



       How much time had passed?



 I don't know how much time has passed, but the world through the small window is already dark, and without a light, the room is pitch black and you can't see anything.
 It seems that it has been decided that I will not be free until tomorrow's meeting.

 I rolled over in bed and reconfigured the magic formula for raising the dead in my mind.
 There was nothing wrong with the basic structure, and if Vio was right, even if I completed it, the soul would not be able to settle in this world.

You can't even say that the current reanimation magic is incomplete,......?

 The alchemy magic that the fake Ars is probably using has an advantage right now.
 It's a good idea to have a good idea of what you're looking for.

 ---- How to strengthen the bond between this world and your soul.
 No matter how much I think about whether such a thing exists, I can't find the answer.
 Isn't Vio right, isn't it possible to do something with magic?
 Perhaps I've been thinking too much and expending too much energy, but I hear a loud noise in my stomach.

"Mr. Walth, are you here? I've brought you some food.

 Just when I thought I was going to skip the meal, I heard Fiehl's voice from the other side of the door.

"It's open.

 The door slowly opened, and Phiel appeared with a tray full of food that was too large to be for a slave.

"It's from Master Celestia.

I thought you were skipping dinner tonight.

 Feuel placed the tray on the table and asked, "Is this about the meeting? He asked.

"Yeah, it's only going to get more complicated. In the meantime, I think I'll show them what I can do to get them to treat me better.

"I see.

 Feeel smiled bitterly as he looked around the simple room.
 The sight of him reminded me of something I had to ask him.
 It was an important question that he would not have had the opportunity to ask.

"I have a question for you, Pheuel. Do you have time?

"I can spare a few minutes.

 It would be suspicious if we were alone in a room like this, so I decided to ask him straightforwardly.

I'm sure you're aware of that.

What do you mean?

 What do you mean?" Feeling as if he didn't understand my question, he tilted his head to the side.

I know that Ils was only able to use the third level of magic, but when I met him at the royal palace, he instantly saw through my water damage spell.

I'm sure that's possible. I've only seen Ils-sama use third level magic, as Walth-san said. But even so, I think he had a pretty good eye for identifying magic, having seen Ars-sama's magic and mine on a regular basis.

"---- Well, you're not like the Ils I know. He has a different personality. ......

Please don't look so sad.

 It's a good idea to have a good idea of what you're looking for.
 But now I was almost sure of one thing.
 I didn't want to admit it, but I was almost certain that this world was different from the one I was in, and that Ils was not the brother I knew.
 If this is the power that was originally there, then we can no longer assume that it is the only reason why he and Ars are working together. ...... I don't know what to make of that. .......

I've met Ilus face to face and thought he was on the pagan side, do you still think Ilus has nothing to do with this?

I didn't see any difference between the Illus before and the Illus just before he ran away,......, and I've only started to talk to Ars a lot,.......



 I don't know what kind of relationship the Ils of this world had with the Feels.
 Now, I think my memory is even getting in the way.
 If all I can do is make biased judgments, then perhaps it would be better to leave Ils out of the picture for now.

 If the Ils is the Ils of this world, it is too early to assume that he is on the side of paganism just based on my preconceptions.
 It's also possible that the Illus of this world has already heard about alchemy magic and played a trick on me at that time.
 I decided that it would be wise to observe Ils's movements at the same time as the fake Ars's actions, and to erase any suspicions I had about Ils.