The Hero Party Couldn’t Kill Me - The Hero Party Couldn’t Kill Me chapter 32
Chapter 5: To the Solus Empire (4)
“… You really are leaving.”
In the evening, I met Swann to say her final goodbyes with Rafaela.
She looked at us with a sad expression.
“If possible, would you mind remaining here until the peace agreement is safely concluded?”
“If we get stuck here, there may be problems when making a peace agreement.”
“Even so, I don’t really feel relieved. Because you’ll lose two of Speth’s big powers.”
“You don’t have to worry. The Empire suffered heavy losses this time, so there will be no more invasion of Speth.”
I could say this with confidence.
At least the princess is not someone who will accidentally invade Speth. Rather, they would think that it would be beneficial to conclude a peace agreement at this point after thoroughly weighing the profit and loss relationship as a result of this battle.
And in the future, there will be events of great importance in the Empire that Speth will be forgotten, so there will be no time to re-invade Speth.
“… If, by any chance, the negotiations with the Empire go awry, please contact me. We will help if needed.”
Still, I gave Swann my contact information just in case.
I also received grace from my stay in Speth, so I wanted to help if I could be of help in this way.
“Thank you. On the other hand, you can also contact me if you need anything.”
Swan happily accepted my contact information. Then she pulled out her card again and asked.
“Then before I go, may I try your luck?”
Is that tarot card again.
To be honest, I don’t really believe in divination, but out of courtesy, I accepted her suggestion.
… In fact, the previous fortune-telling matched somehow.
“Think of the person you wish to avenge and draw three cards.”
I drew three cards thinking of Iris.
The result of the card was as follows.
Star in reverse direction. Death in the right direction. And the top in the right direction.
“The person you want to take revenge on is only chasing ideals and has not seen the cold reality. And now, he has a big change in him. But whatever the change may be, it will end badly. In the end, it will be doomed to ruin.”
“… If so, can I draw a card for another target as well?”
“Good. Then draw your card again.”
This time, I drew three cards thinking of Saint Lucy.
The key was whether there was a difference from Iris’ fortune telling…….
The result is a demon in the right direction. Reverse train.
And again the tower in the right direction.
“The person you wanted revenge on was someone very obsessed with something. It could be a fortune, it could be a blind faith. Is it because of that? He continues to do reckless things without preparation. Even though he’s not sure of himself, he probably can’t give up because of that obsession.
But the end is ruin.”
Same ending as Iris. I took a close look at the top card.
A tower struck by lightning.
I don’t know why, but that image was strangely embedded in my brain.
“… Is it strange? Is it because the ending of the two characters is the same card?”
As I was looking at the top card carefully, Swann asked.
I didn’t answer and just looked at the top card as if possessed by something.
With no answer, Swann handed the card to me.
“You take this card.”
“… Would that be okay?”
“Yes. It seems that you are the protagonist of this ruin, so it seems symbolic.”
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Looking back, I don’t know why he got the card then. But at that time, as Swann said, I received the top card and put it in the subspace.
Have I really been possessed by something?
“Lastly, before we leave, we are going to hold a grand farewell ceremony in Speth. Are you okay?”
“…Yes?”
I came to my senses belatedly. She belatedly understood her question and waved her hand saying it was okay.
“Anyway, there won’t be anything special because of the sudden preparation. Still, I want to formally say goodbye to you guys.”
However, after repeated persuasion from Swann, I had to attend Speth’s farewell party until late at night with Raphaella.
***
Early in the morning. With virtually no sleep at all, I left Speth with Raphaella.
– Send me a message when you come to that place. Then I’ll open it right away.
The coordinates sent by Marion are about an hour away from Speth.
At first, I thought about using teleportation, but I decided to walk in preparation for the Imperial pursuit to the end.
The fog was exceptionally thick, so we couldn’t see very well, but it wasn’t a big obstacle for those of us who knew how to use magic.
“It’s been a while since I’ve had such a mysterious atmosphere. It would be worth seeing if a house with legs suddenly walked out of a place like this.”
“You have great imagination. But ‘that house’ is not a house with legs like that. It’s just a house like a mirage that disappears in an instant.”
“Ohh, that sounds like something worth seeing.”
Raphaella was still in a state of high tension. Well, it could be because it is a house that has been handed down almost exclusively as a legend to other wizards.
As I walked while listening to Rafaela’s words of anticipation, I arrived at her destination before I knew it.
An area with exceptionally thick fog.
Other than that, it was an ordinary forest background with nothing special.
– I have arrived.
– Okay. Then it will work now step back for a while
I stepped back a few meters with Rafaela.
And.
Coo-goo-goo-goo… ….
I heard a very calming sound like the ground shaking.
Then a shabby cabin slowly appeared in front of us.
“… It’s not really like walking home.”
“I told you.”
Rafaela looks a bit disappointed. Still, her eyes were twinkling.
Kiyiyi….
Then the cabin door opened, and I entered the house with Rafaela.
The door closed by itself behind my back, and at the same time a light came on in the dark cabin.
Blanc’s Magic Tower is a white-papered cabin on all sides. White floor. White wall. White ceiling.
Even the furniture was white.
… To be honest, the atmosphere was going crazy at this point, but Raphaella went inside, delighted like a child, as if it suited her taste.
“The pride of the Blanc Magic Tower. Welcome to ‘Invisible Mobile Maison’.”
Marion greeted us in the middle of the living room. Raphaella shook Marion’s hand with her eyes full of emotion.
“This is Rafaela! I hope to go along well!”
“Uh… yes. Ahahahaha… Passionate, nice to see. I’ve been like this before…….”
Marion awkwardly exchanged her greetings with Raphaella. Only then did Marion’s thick dark circles in Raphaella’s eyes come into her eyes.
“The mage tower work… Is it very difficult?”
“Our Mage Tower is run by only two wizards according to tradition. Don’t worry though. If you adapt, you will get used to it. But we’ll talk about that later. Now… It seems like there are more important things to do.”
Marion walked slowly towards me.
She looked around in case there was a trap, but there was no such thing.
She was no different from the person I knew 3 years ago.
Compared to that time, the mana aura that exuded was only slightly better.
Did I really not receive proper transfer of talent?
“Nice to meet you again. I’m glad you’re alive.”
“… ….”
“Are you still wary? I understand. Because Master made a big mistake against you. But I want you to know this. Master also had no choice but to betray him.”
Marion took out a piece of her paper and showed it to me.
– … If he is alive, he will come back to you. Then listen to his request. Because that’s how I pay off my debt to him.
“It is part of Master’s will. He knew this, and he left me like this.”
The handwriting was definitely Pesima’s. The two handwritings were very different to say that Marion imitated them.
“… Because of the mistakes of the predecessor Blanc Magic Tower Master, the imperial family and the Etoile Church found a weakness. It seems that the saintess threatened to excommunicate Blanc Magic Tower with that weakness.”
“… ….”
“Not only that. The Etoile Church ordered a wizard from another tower to invade the Blanc tower and asked about your whereabouts. At the same time, I was going to put a cracker on the mage tower.”
“… ….”
“So I… I want to destroy Etoire with you. I want to avenge Master.”
To be honest, I still don’t feel comfortable. Realistically, the most dangerous person in the warrior party was Pesima, who was neither a hero nor a saint.
So until she found out that she was definitely dead, she couldn’t let go of her guard.
“Then let’s check one thing properly.”
“What is it?”
“Pesima-sama… Are you really dead?”
“You really want to check?”
I nodded. Marion then moved to another door in the cabin and operated the device attached to it.
“Then let’s go. To the place where Pesima is sleeping.”