The room addressed to Marius was a detached villa in the Palace.
The room was about as wide as 10 tatami mats with a big bed, wardrobe, dresser, and also a clock. Overlooking the fact that there is no television here, it is still comparable to a room of a first-cla.s.s hotel in his Original World

(Even so, it’s weird.)

Taking a bath, eating delicious dishes, perhaps it was because humans were attached to comfortable things that so far, he could afford to look at his past.

“More than the past, it’s more important to think of what to do now.”

That was the favorite phrase of Marius`s pa.s.sed away father, and as it was an embodiment of his way of life, it became his mental att.i.tude. That’s why when he came to this World, the first thing he poured everything into was to keep living.
He didn’t think it was a wrong thing to do, but he felt there were a few points that he must reflect upon.
For example, being directly hostile to flock of Goblins and without any dialogue, annihilated them was too much.
Back when the Goblins spoke in the human Famia’s language, he couldn’t stop from communicating with them, but now it’s merely an afterthought.

And the other was that the forest of the lakes was partially destroyed. When he built the landmark too, he realized he did a little too much killing.
After that, he thought that he had been revealing too much of his wariness to the Royal Family party.
There must have been a slightly better way to antic.i.p.ate it.
Somehow he was lacking composure.
It was better to brace himself to put in more effort to handle it from now on.

(Alright, end of reflection.)

Hitting both of his cheeks once, Marius began to think about the future he must face upon.
He almost didn’t had any information about the Tarian Continent.

400th years of Star Calendar, Famia Empire expedition to Tarian Continent failed again.
410th years of Star Calendar, Famia Empire re-expedition to Tarian Continent failed again.
446th years of Star Calendar, Famia Empire another expedition to Tarian Continent failed again.
891th years of Star Calendar, Demon King Auranis Army had destroyed Tarian Continent.

He only knew information from the Game’s chronology.
Considering straightforwardly, preventing Demon King Auranis or defeating her would be the major goal.
Tomorrow he would need to verify what year it is now.
Having thought so, Marius went to bed, and in few seconds he had already traveled into the dream world.

When an optimistic guest boldly and easily cut his awareness, in the corner of the Royal Castle, people with serious faces were holding a conference.
Intelligence Department President Frec was the first person to break the ice.

“I deeply apologize. Not even a clue can be discovered. I will respectfully accept any punishment given.”

To his retainer that was prostrating himself, the King does not give him a harsh response.

“It doesn’t matter. Even with helping hand of that honorable person, nothing could be found. That is already proving the high possibility of an inhuman thing being involved.”

Tension was spread with those words.

“It was once again…Majins(Daemons).”

“I’m afraid so.”

A feeling like the surface of tranquil water had been hit enveloped them.
In the past, there were many precedents of Majin(Daemon) having come to mess with mankind’s nations.
Celaeno Kingdom that had once been said to be a major power in the east was. .h.i.t hard by the hand of the invaded Majin(Daemon) that disguised itself as humans. They had fallen to the weakest small nation in the continent.
For this reason alone, every nation tend to harbor them as an object of excessive vigilance.
Moreover, this nation already received large damage by the hand of Majin(Daemon).
For many people, appointing State-Guest Magician Marius in the middle of this situation was a reckless act.
Prompting each other with their eyes, eventually Imperial Guard Knight General Leader Yuzef asked a question on their behalf.

“About Marius, is it truly a good thing to trust him?”

Already having antic.i.p.ated this, the King deliberately answered with a matter-of-factly tone.

“Hmm. Actually, all the things he ate and drink was mixed with Holy-Water. To binge on it and guzzle it nonchalantly, he surely isn’t a Majin(Daemon) nor a Devil King.”

Of course, “Binge” and “Guzzle” was intentionally used, but to the Courtiers, it isn’t far from that.
Setting aside Monsters, since ancient time Holy-Water used to those kind of existences. It doesn’t kill Majin(Daemon) nor the Devil King, but they won’t be uninjured if taking a large amount of it in their body.
If the words from the King was the truth, there is no doubt that the man named Marius belonged to the human race.

“But, the fact he’s an unknown man still remains, that point hasn’t change.”

Saying it sharply like giving a nail was Prime Minister Valk.
The others came sobering to those words, try to vy into the King’s facial expression, but they had failed to read his mind.

“I already know. That’s why I appointed him as a State-Guest Magician. Even if we don’t know him, he can’t do anything selfishly.”

“Ooh.”

To the word of the King, Knight Corps Leader Yadaberus and Magic Solder Corps Leader Nelson, slapped their knee in their admiration.
Certainly a State-Guest Magician had a position, and while at it, it’s not difficult to monitor his move.

“Of course, there also a possibility that he wasn’t a spy. For a spy. he was too strong that it sticks out like a sore thumb.”

“Certainly as you said. However, a skilled person as he is to remain nameless and to not have a tie with any nation was kind of unbelievable.”

Giving a respectful remark of disagreement was Court Magician Leader, serving the Kingdom by managing all of the Kingdom’s Magicians, Lucas.
After all, the problem ended up in the unknown origin of Marius.
Although many opinions came, the conclusion didn’t.

“There’s no result. Let’s end it here for today.”

With Bernhard III closing word, the meeting is suspended.
This time’s matter couldn’t be thought only as a scheme of Majins(Daemon), it also could be considered that there is a traitor inside the Kingdom, but Bernhard III didn’t let it out from his mouth.
If there is a traitor, it is highly possible it was one or more of the people that are partic.i.p.ating here.

Somewhere in the Tariant Continent, an unknown location to human beings, there now lies a few shadows opening an meeting.

“Being an opponent to Wyverns means there is a fellow that isn’t trash iamong the humans.”

First of all a solemn voice echoes.

“Who is Marius? Where does he come from?”

Following it, a careful voice echoes.

“Wherever he came from, isn’t it just Wyverns?”

Letting out uninterested intent, a boorish voice.

“A small open seam will eventually make a big rip. Such a small brain that doesn’t know is off better not to opening your mouth.”

“What! For such a creature that is scared of small fries, don’t open your large mouth.”

It became a foul atmosphere between the careful voice and boorish voice.

“End your quarrel. Have you forgotten our objective?”

Rebuked, solemn voice.

“Geh…”

Even letting out a groan, they accepting the arbitration.
It seems that existence had a position to both of them.

“Can’t be helped.”

“For our G.o.d, for the rebirth of Tindaros-sama.”

An ominous name eerily echoes and slowly disappears.

End of Epilogue
End of Volume 1