“….. There’s no monster appearing at all.”
It had been an hour since our escort mission started. One of the boys who was wielding a sword muttered.
Monster. It was a life-form that existed in this world. Monster was the enemy of all living beings. For some reason, monsters only attacked other living beings, except from their fellow monsters. There were great numbers of them and they appeared in a place that was still free from the touch of human’s development.
“Hm. Yeah. It’s because of my magic.”
I answered the boy’s words.
The four of them became interested in my words. Especially the magician one and the priest one.
“Yeah. That’s right. Do you guys know what magic is?”
I asked the four of them.
“No, I don’t need anything about it at all.”
The two boys shook their heads at my question.
“Turning magic power into power?”
“It’s a blessing from God.”
The magician didn’t seem confident with her answer while the priest answered clearly without any doubt.
“…….. Well, since you’re from Alma Church, of course you’d answer it like that.”
I gave a wry smile at the priest’s answer.
“The things I’m going to tell you guys next are well… I wonder? Anyway, please hear me out with a grain of salt.”
I gave out precautions beforehand.
“You see, every person has a sword in their body.”
The magician girl tilted her head to the side at my explanation.
Well, that’s the kind of reaction I’m bound to get.
“Alaine-san, can you show it to us?”
“Hm. Fine by me.”
Alaine-san raised her inner magic power and then after that power swelled into its limit, a sword appeared in front of Alaine-san.
“Well, it is something like this. Every person has a sword in their body and then, well you know, this sword is the source of magic power. The power that’s leaking from this sword is what we call magic power. By the way, we call this sword a ‘magic sword’.”
The magician girl nodded in understanding.
“This sword is a miracle bestowed from God!”
Then the priest girl declared, full of confidence.
“And then about magic invocation…”
“Ah, I’m sorry for interrupting your talk.”
As I was about to continue with my story, the merchant raised his voice from his seat in the driver’s seat.
“I want to camp here. Can you give me a hand?”
“Yes, of course.”
I nodded my head at the merchant’s words.
T/N: This priest from Alma… She’s like a cult worshiper…. (ㅍ＿ㅍ )