Miroslav Southar, the sorcerer of The Falcon Blade, was in a bad mood.

　The reason for this was obvious: he had been unable to go out for the past month or so.

　Ostensibly for Miroslav's protection, but in reality he was under near-guild house arrest.

　It was clear that this was a punishment for the incident with the Lord of the Flies of the past day.


'It's inexcusable. What crime have I committed?


　In an empty room, Miroslav bites his nails. No, he tried to bite them and stopped midway through in a rush.

　It would be foolish to damage his nails, which he had polished so beautifully, with his own teeth.

　There is no shortage of food and water, and I can read magic and academic books if I wish. Initially, he spent his time as if he had been granted a vacation.

　Because of this occasion, I also took care of my hair, nails and skin more carefully than usual. I don't take care of them on a regular basis, but as you would expect from an adventurer, the time I have for beauty is limited.

　In that sense, it's worthwhile, I thought to myself.



　But after a month of living like that, I was beginning to feel depressed. At the same time, the suffocating feeling of being watched over was something Miroslav had never experienced before.

　Lars and his friends have been given other jobs at Lars and his friends, and they don't often show their faces to him.

　The fact that he didn't know how long this life would last also irritated Miroslav.

　Inevitably, that dissatisfaction turned to the individual who was the cause of the problem.


''Sola........A man like that......what good is it to you to be alive? After more than five years, he has been stuck in the tenth grade and still takes herbs. If such a man is willing to lay down his life to save Lars, it should be more of an honorable death.


　I'd rather be grateful, I think.

　There was an unconcealed hatred in his tone, and not a hint of regret in his voice.

　In fact, Miroslav didn't feel bad about the action he had taken. He was aware that his actions were objectively problematic, but he was certain that even if he could rewind time, he would do the same thing again.


'I don't give a d*mn what happens to any man other than Lars.


　Miroslav's eyes are filled with hatred for the sky and for the existence of men.

　His father, who used to have many concubines with his money.

　The students of the College of the Wise, who have been harassing him for losing to a younger woman (Miroslav).

　A former party member who kindly approached the too-young Miroslav and invited him to a party and raided his sleeping quarters.



　The men have no good memories of the men before they met Lars.

　For Miroslav, the fact that a man (Sola) came into the same party was nothing but painful. He would have been adamantly opposed to it if it wasn't Lars who invited him.

　Fortunately, Sola had the problem of talent limitations, so my patience was only limited to six months.

　Still, I felt annoyed more than once, and moreover, I felt that the record of having someone as incompetent as Sora in the glorious Sword of the Falcon should be erased. Especially from Miroslav's own memory.

　It would be best if he were dead, but as expected, I can't go that far. So I've decided to run him out of town. If I never see him again, he's as good as dead.

　I spread rumors and notoriety while being careful to keep myself out of the public eye as much as possible, and hunt down Sora.

　Among them, the one case of 'Parasite' was the most satisfying.


''...........Hmmm, just look at that guy's back at that time!


　Miroslav's mouth breaks out in delight as he recalls Sola's dejected back as she walks out of the tavern to escape.

　In the past, the incident in the tavern that caused Sola to look at Lunamaria as an enemy. That was Miroslav's doing.

　It was no coincidence that Sora was in the tavern that day before Miroslav and the others entered the tavern. It was Miroslav's plan to use the influence of the Sauzaar Chamber of Commerce.

　He also ordered a seat for Sola to sit on in advance. It was a back room with a screen.

　All that was left was for Miroslav to invite Ilaria and Lunamaria to go out to dinner and to sit next to them to avoid the coincidence.



　The plot is completed when Lunamaria speaks as if she were calling Sora a "parasite" at the table.

　In reality, Lunamaria did not refer to Sola as a "parasite," but rather as a parasite of the natural world.

　It was Miroslav who verbally connected it to the adventurer party's parasitism, and furthermore, he took Sora out of it and pieced it together.

　Pretending to be drunk, Miroslav silenced Lunamaria's embarrassment, and he and Ilia laughed at each other. It was a fitting name for the man, he said.

　Even Lunamaria had no way of knowing that Sora was listening in the seat next to her.

　As a result, everything went according to Miroslav's aim.



　Why did Miroslav go to so much trouble?

　When Sola was a member of the Sword of the Falcon, the person he was closest to was Lunamaria.

　If the Lunamaria called her a 'parasite', Sora's shock would be immeasurable.

　Besides, as Miroslav knew that Lunamaria was sympathetic to Sola, it also meant that he had to nip this danger in the bud as soon as possible. In other words, it was necessary to break the bond between the two of them now, so that Lunamaria would not get carried away and plan for Sora's return to the party.



　In addition, Miroslav originally disliked Lunamaria.

　He did not like the 'fairy princess' that he had been so much celebrated for when he was isolated from his surroundings in the Academy of Wise Men.

　Besides, Miroslav, who ultimately dropped out of the academy, did not have the qualifications to call himself a sage, like Lunamaria. That wasn't fun either.

　He didn't try to get rid of her like Sora did, but only because he appreciated Lunamaria's abilities as an adventurer.



　The only and biggest miscalculation in this plan was that Sola stayed in the city of Ishka.

　Miroslav couldn't help but cluck his tongue at this, but he was sure that she would leave the city in the not too distant future, and from then on, he let the bad news spread of its own accord.



'Now that I've seen it, I should have hunted him down more then.



　I murmured with a hint of regret.

　However, if I had done so, I couldn't even use it as a decoy to help Lars, so the decision to wait and see was not wrong.

　If only Sola had been killed by the Lord of the Flies in peace, everything would have been put to rest - that's when Miroslav was thinking about it.



　The door opened with a crackling sound.

　Miroslav's eyebrows lifted because he thought that an unpolite guild person had entered without a knock.

　If this was a woman, it would still be a woman, but the Guildmaster has a man as a watchman.

　Miroslav has protested to the Guildmaster several times, but there is no sign of improvement. It seems that the guild master is saying that he cannot afford to keep a valuable female staff member in a watchdog role for days at a time.

　That's how little importance is being placed on Miroslav.

　In anger at such treatment, Miroslav opened his mouth to shout at the person who had entered the room.



　But Miroslav's mouth did not speak.

　But his mouth never uttered a word, because the intruder had ripped out his consciousness with every angry voice that came out to his throat.

　Just before his body collapsed to the floor, Miroslav was lightly picked up by the intruder.


''........''


　The intruder left a sheet of paper on the table set up in the room and left the room with Miroslav back on his back.

　It was a brilliant move that hadn't lasted more than thirty seconds since the intrusion.