Chapter 272: Toa’s closure (1/2)

Chapter 272: Toa’s closure

I scratch my head.

Trace the beautiful wooden marks of the desk with my eyes.

“Past… Past huh.”

My voice leaks out in the room where no one is.

Root told me about Rokuya-san and his group without hiding anything.

What was his female self scheming at that time?

At the very least, from what I heard, he was the one who originally schemed about devouring the Superior Dragons, correctly speaking, absorbing their power and turning it into his own power which was what Sofia was doing. But he met the person who would be his husband, and that was stopped.

He revealed to me that there was a time when Doma and Azuma had been devoured by him. And…he also admitted the matter of the Adventurer Guild’s establishment, about asking Rokuya-san and his group to become immortals, and on top of that, even the part about him asking them to not appear in the front stage of history in the future.

At the dawn of the Adventurer Guild, there was a time when the five major powers and the countries with a certain extent of influence were facing unbalance, so after discussion, they decided to lay low in order to avoid unnecessary sparks.

There were also a lot of other things. Really, now that I look back at it, I tried going for quite the low spots too, however…the answers that I got back were mostly things that I could understand.

Saying it honestly, I could understand, but I couldn’t accept.

But that’s only me as well.

Root, Rokuya-san and the others…properly respected that decision.

Even until now.

‘If one side were to truly not be okay with it, there would be sure antagonism in a part of it, right?’, is what I asked Root, and he didn’t say anything about it.

And in reality, Rokuya-san didn’t seem to hold any negative feelings towards Root.

What’s this. It feels stupid.

In the end, was I simply too stubborn with my shirking towards the word immortality?

The mindset of accepting immortality huh.

Even now, I still can’t understand it at all.

Just how much resolve do you need, just how much experience do you need to stack up, to make humans that were living peacefully in Japan accept this torture?

…

As I thought, I can’t understand.

In a future, maybe after the fight is over, I will try asking Rokuya-san about it.

But simply voicing it out in words to seek for an answer makes me feel incredibly bad.

What is it… why is it that I feel this way…?

“Waka-sama?”

“?!! What?” (Makoto)

When I checked the door, I noticed that it was open. A Highland Orc girl that is working at Tsige was looking at me with worry.

No good.

She probably even knocked before entering, and yet, I wasn’t able to notice.

“I called several times, but there was no response, so I got worried. You were making an incredibly complicated expression but, did something happen with the guest just now?”

“I was pondering a bit. It sounds stupid, but it was something that has already concluded, and I’m not even a related party.” (Makoto)

“I see…”

“Looks like I have worried you, sorry. I will be returning to Lorel. The business there will probably end soon after all. One more push.” (Makoto)

“Leave the matters regarding this town to us. Lime is also doing his best, so if there’s anything of interest, we will let you know immediately.”

“Thanks. I will be counting on you.” (Makoto)

She bows once and leaves the room, and once again, silence returns.

But I didn’t sink into my swirl of thoughts again.

That’s right.

Right now, the matter of Tsige and Lorel come first.

Even if Japanese people are involved in it, it would be stupid if I were to forget the important things.

It is a bit vexing to call this a fortune, but regarding Rokuya-san and his group, it is nice that we won’t have to worry about killing them even if we go overboard.

Let’s properly wrap this up at the 20th floor.

And while at it, we will take care of the matter regarding Tomoki’s perfume, and bring the mercenary group back here.

*Pang*

I hit both of my cheeks lightly.

When the amount of things to think about increases, I just get lost in what to do.

There are indeed people who are able to multitask everything. But I…am the type who can’t.

I think I am a bit better in doing that than before. Even so, it would just be about average.

For a person that’s acting as the representative of the company, while moving around the whole world, working in the Academy as a teacher, and has the objective of knocking down the Goddess, that’s not something that should be lacking.

“…Now, it is finally the time. Let’s go to Lorel.” (Makoto)

The labyrinth wasn’t confined, dark, and musty like I thought it would be, and it wasn’t damp and humid, but I don’t think that’s lucky.

As a wry smile appears in my face, I cross the mist gate I myself created.

***

“He didn’t seem to be convinced. What should I do? Should I return and once again…but he seemed to be busy… It would hurt to be hated…”

After a while of leaving the Kuzunoha Company, Root had stopped his steps.

Placing a hand on his lips, he mutters in a low voice.

Honestly, the anger that Makoto was directing at him was unexpected.

Whether it is the matter with Sofia, or the matter of the Adventurers of Origin; the latter one, he thought that even if it is Makoto, he wouldn’t be involved in it, so when he heard that name come out from his mouth, Root was internally pretty shocked.

Even so, it was a story of the past where it was discussed peacefully, both sides accepted it, and had concluded. To think that Makoto would come snapping at it was out of expectations.

Even the matter of Sofia, it was a completely different reaction from what he expected of Makoto.

He will get surprised, but he won’t get angry.

For Root who properly gave that buffoon a chance to atone, moreover, trained her so that she will never go against Makoto anymore when he set it up so they meet again, the displeased face of Makoto when he asked regarding Sofia was bewildering for him.

In the past, there were several times with his husband -who he doesn’t know where he is- that Root made him angry by stepping on landmine topics just like with Makoto. The feeling of ‘what should I do?’ was swirling inside of Root.

This will be digressing but, Root getting emotionally anxious is -without exaggeration- a thing that’s on the level of only happening once every several centuries.

“Hm…as I thought, let’s return. Where did he misunderstand, or what is it he didn’t like so much, I have to properly hear it out and solve it. The time I can spend with people is only an instant. I don’t want to create discord over insignificant things. Well th—” (Root)

The moment he reached a decision and was about to return, his hung down head sprung up as if by reflex.

At an intersection, Root’s gaze was directed at the buildings across the street; more accurately speaking, it was directed at the far distance.

“For so long…really so long, I wasn’t even able to feel your presence, and yet…” (Root)

The legs that had been directed at the Kuzunoha Company, began to walk towards a different direction.

Root could have been able to return to his original form to fly there, or used teleportation magic, but as if forgetting he is able to do those things, Root ran.

Slipping through the crowd of people with unbelievable speed, and crossing through the complicated alley he was passing for the first time as if he was familiar with it, his face maintained a smile.

And there was one other change in Root while running.

Root’s height stretched, his chest got bigger, and his hair grew longer.

“Azu-kun, you really are here. In this town, you!” (Root)

The nostalgic and unforgettable presence that she feels at the outskirts.

For Root, that person is one of her irreplaceable friends.

Elysion grew, and in time, their religion was poured solely on the Goddess, Root left, Elysion was counted as one of the five major powers, the founding king was envisioned as a legend and sung on, and finally, the country was lost to the demon race.

That’s how much time has passed for the Superior Dragon Root who was searching for the Adventurers of Origin without being able to even catch their presence.

Root was able to certainly feel the presence of one of them.

At the place where the now female Root was chasing after the presence, there was one house.

—Outskirts of Tsige.

These house with a garden is one of the residences build at the area of the successful people.

The access of the town is also decent, and it is the place that’s specially yearned for by adventurers. And it is also where Root is heading to.

For a simple isolated house, it was big.

It is a house where an adventurer party live and it is also the formal place they gather at. It was easy to see that it wasn’t a building constructed and sold, but a building that was ordered to be made.

Currently at the big entrance, there’s one man and one beast.

His frame is big, and his physique is also good.

With a full body armor that didn’t look like it proved any discomfort to him, he rang the bell with natural moves.

“Yees.”

A person soon responded.

An adventurer’s house is normally absent of people all day long since they are normally out questing, but luckily for the knight-looking man, it seems there were people at home.

The door opens.

The person that showed up was the woman adventurer that had received a request from an old friend, Raidou, and was excavating for the old documents she had at the storage room, Toa.

“Who is it?!!” (Toa)

Toa looked at the man standing outside and the beast that was at his side, and gulped a breath.

A man whose whole body is covered in full silver colored armor, carrying a unique greatsword on his back, and is about 1.90m tall.

His age is a little before his thirties, his face is showing, and at various parts of his arms and feet, there were wounds of a variety of sizes.

And on the other hand, there’s the giant beast docile at his side.

It was a wild boar that was already on the level of being called a demonic beast.

These peculiar traits matched only one person in Toa’s memories.

“Could it be…you are…” (Toa)

“Knight…Aznoval. The one by my side is my loved horse—I mean, loved wild boar.” (Aznoval)

“…”

“Loved steed, Greenblue…” (Aznoval)

“Uryii~!”