Became a Medieval Fantasy Wizard

TL/Editor: raei

Status: 5/week mon-fri

Illustrations: none

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Despite some awkward moments, Ian's play progressed smoothly.

'Enough to satisfy Maronius.'

Ian wanted Maronius to enjoy his performance and had picked out several suitable scenarios.

But Ian's efforts proved largely unnecessary.

First, Maronius turned into a grinning fool whenever he saw Liria.

[Mmm. Mmm. Just as expected.]

[I never get tired of looking at Liria!]

Just seeing himself (Demius) standing next to Liria seemed to make him happy.

...He was quite the hopeless romantic old man in many ways.

And the second reason Maronius was easy to please:

He had a very low threshold for entertainment.

"Hey, stop right there! Don't just walk in!"

When Demius tried to join the unit.

[?!]

[Wait! You haven't bonded with the unit members yet!]

[That's right! You're supposed to start with grass cutting first!]

Maronius's spirits were shocked by Ian's bold move.

Starting with cutting grass, getting attacked by natives-

Going through trials before learning magic was the proper route(?), after all!

They were startled by his brazen charge into the unit.

'...Is he really this naive?'

Ian honestly couldn't understand Maronius's reaction.

He'd already seen these memories once.

Shouldn't he want something better this time around?

It was something everyone had done at least once.

When something happened to us, we stayed quiet in the moment-

But lying in bed at home later, imagining ourselves smoothly controlling the situation and overcoming the crisis.

But Maronius seemed a bit different from such 'normal' people.

He seemed to lack that kind of imaginative ability.

"Who are you?"

"I wish to see General Lupus."

"What nonsense! If you don't leave right now-"

Ian lightly swung his staff.

The guard's eyes widened at his unexpectedly nimble movement.

"You, what are you?"

"I'm someone who studies languages. I heard the general's having trouble with the natives. I can help solve that."

"...If you have such business, come with proper authorization! Don't skulk around like a thief!"

The guard swung his spear.

But Ian deflected it without difficulty.

A result of medieval sword training from Belenka.

"You bastard!"

As Ian and the guard fought, commotion started spreading.

"What's going on here?"

Soon the man in question appeared.

'Lupus.'

The root of all evil. The future emperor.

General Lupus, current leader of this jungle expedition.

'...Makes me want to assassinate him.'

This was a kind of simulation world, so Ian's gamer brain started working unnecessarily.

In game terms, Ian was a repeat player.

He knew that quickly dealing with Lupus would make things better for Demius's future.

But Ian shook his head.

He wasn't sure if Maronius wanted Lupus dead or not.

Even if he did, he probably wouldn't want him killed right now.

After all, Maronius had complicated feelings of love and hate for him.

"I apologize for causing a disturbance, General."

"Hmm. I don't recall having such a strange soldier under my command. What's your name?"

"Demius, sir."

"What are you doing here?"

"I requested to see you, General, but this soldier blocked me. He shows excellent military spirit."

The soldier suddenly straightened up, and Lupus smiled with satisfaction.

No one in the world disliked praise.

When it was praise for a soldier under his command, it was certainly worth being happy about.

True to his love of high positions, Lupus was pleased to see his subordinates working properly.

"Poccos is indeed an excellent soldier."

"I merely did my duty!"

"Yes, yes."

Lupus encouraged the soldier, then spoke to Ian.

"Demius, was it? Come, let's hear what you have to say."

"It's an honor."

Ian succeeded in meeting Lupus at lightning speed.

He'd completely skipped all the mandatory events(?) he was supposed to go through.

The souls, who hadn't expected Ian to move so boldly, couldn't stop whispering among themselves.

[No way, so daringly...]

[Is that even possible?]

[W-well, it's bold, but... not impossible either!]

[Y-yeah! If I'd had a bit more courage, I definitely would have met General Lupus earlier!]

Maronius's souls chattered.

Of course, the truth didn't matter.

It was all in the past, and no one could turn back time.

Ian was just showing possibilities.

The fleeting possibility of what might have changed if things had been done differently then.

"General. Give me two weeks. I'll persuade the native prisoners and find out their village's location."

"...Two weeks? Is that even possible in just two weeks?"

Ian answered with a confident smile.

"Actually, the interrogation only takes a day."

"One day?!"

"But I need about two weeks to learn their language first."

Lupus wore an expression of total disbelief.

Naturally so.

How could anyone learn a new language in two weeks and complete interrogations in a day?

But Ian had solid proof.

Proof?

Maronius's memories eagerly munching popcorn over there.

That guy.

Though naive and slow in some ways, a complete nerd with no interest in anything but what he loved-

He was also an unprecedented genius.

[Well... two weeks is enough to reach basic communication level.]

[That's quite realistic.]

"..."

Kira, resting nearby, looked at Maronius with an incredulous expression.

But that was genuinely what Maronius thought.

Ian had just caught onto that fact and told Lupus.

"It's hard to believe... but there's no harm in trusting you."

Lupus nodded.

"I'll give you two weeks. Try interrogating the prisoners."

"Thank you. Please wait patiently, General."

"...If you fail, I'll consider it an insult and have you flogged."

Ian smirked.

Fail?

As if.

Ian immediately got to work.

And two weeks later.

He successfully discovered the exact location of the native village.

#

Ian immediately reported his findings to Lupus.

"We need to watch out for ambushes."

"Hmm. You have a point."

The native village was very close to where the expedition planned to build their road.

If they'd blindly sent in the grass-cutting unit, they might have been ambushed.

Ian's report had helped preserve the expedition's strength.

"Road construction will pause for now. Instead, form additional scout units to search the paths the natives use."

"Yes sir!"

Ian walked right beside General Lupus.

He could feel the grass-cutting slaves' gazes.

Envy, jealousy, resentment... and gratitude.

If they'd been sent straight to construction, many would have lost their lives to the natives.

[...I see.]

[If we'd done the interrogations earlier...]

[I, and the slaves, wouldn't have become native prisoners...]

Maronius's souls marveled at Ian's appropriate actions.

And simultaneously regretted their own past.

If only they'd had a bit more courage back then.

If they'd known their abilities more clearly. If they'd known how to push forward more confidently.

The future might have changed.

Lupus's unit smoothly captured the village and secured additional prisoners.

Road construction proceeded without issues, and Ian interrogated the newly acquired prisoners.

Of course, he also obtained hints about magic in the process.

"Demius!"

"Liria."

Liria ran from afar and threw herself into Demius's embrace.

A fresh spring-like scent came with her.

"I heard you achieved something amazing! Oh my god, I can't believe it!"

"I got lucky."

"I'm so glad I followed you! I, I really...!"

Liria kissed him passionately.

Ian accepted Liria's kiss without hesitation.

They were lovers who were comfortable with kisses like this.

"I really love you! Demius!"

"I love you too, Liria."

A golden radiance seemed to shine from Liria's happy smile.

Ian knew this was Kira's acting.

That made it even more impressive.

To perfectly act out the expression of a girl in love like that. Professionals were different.

No wonder Maronius's souls were entranced!

[Maronius. Let's stop here for today...]

[What about next?]

[Pardon?]

[Next! When will you show us the next memory!]

It wasn't just one or two.

All of Maronius's souls were staring at Ian with sparkling eyes.

Understandably so.

This was a kind of festival.

For spirits who'd been replaying empty memories for hundreds of years, these sweet and heart-fluttering new memories...

'They're enjoying it.'

This was excellent news for Ian.

If Maronius was sufficiently satisfied, Ian could ask some magical questions after their contract ended.

Feeling indebted to Ian, Maronius would gladly answer.

[I'll prepare as quickly as possible and return.]

[We'll be waiting!]

Ian left the memory world.

Opening his eyes, he found himself on the floor of his private research room at Imperial University.

"Good work, Kira."

Kira also rose groggily.

Ian and Kira's eyes naturally met.

Slightly drunk with drowsiness, Kira smiled brightly and said:

"It was nothing. You did all the hard work."

"..."

In that moment, Ian thought:

Kira did look similar to Liria.

That rose-red, captivating long hair.

Those slender fingers and white cheeks.

And those bright red lips.

...Those fingers had held his cheeks, those lips had pressed against his...

"Ian?"

"...Huh?"

Ian snapped out of his reverie and answered.

But that was just in the memory world.

Kira was a professional.

She wouldn't think anything of it.

"I'm a bit tired, so... is it okay if I head back first?"

"Oh. Yeah. Good work."

Kira stumbled out of Ian's research room.

Thud.

As soon as she closed the door-

Kira slumped down, hugging her knees.

...

Her heart was beating wildly.

Frighteningly so.

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