Unnamed Most Powerful Mage

"Why not... why not... I don't know why"

What does Linellas want...

What words do you want......

I don't know the answer to that.

"Mr. Yuma! Mr. Yuma!"

It shakes my body.

Slowly opening his eyelids, he saw Linstat and Erin Feet.

"- This is, in the deep psychological world..."

I groan alone as I look around.

There, in the Linellas room, a little dim in the room.

Apparently, here...

"So, Mr. Yuma, what about the lineras?

In Erin Feet's words, I finally realized that this world was the original real world.

I turn my gaze to Erin Feet, who's been talking to me.

Erin Feet talks to me while I sit in the chair.

"What about Linellas? You, what you did! Do you understand that?

Less angry, I squeeze up the collar of the clothes Erin Feet is wearing.

"Mr. Yuma!?

Linstat also gives me a surprised look, but it was none other than these two who drove Linellas.

"Please calm down"

Linstat spins words, but those words unnecessarily stroke my nerves.

"Please calm down... so...!?

"You guys don't know what Linellas was thinking or what you've been doing to Linellas?

"I know."

It was in Erin Feet that you answered the query that seeped through my anger...

The words are very calm.

"If you've lived for more than a thousand years, you'll see."

"What do you know..."

Erin Feet walks to the side of Linellas' sleeping bed as she unwaves my hand grabbing the collar.

"What Mr. Yuma's trying to say is about the persecution of Linellas, right?

"Oh."

Erin Feet nods at the answer about the inquiry.

And speaking of Linstat, he turns his face bright blue and looks at me and Linellas alternately.

"Really? But I can't help but think that Linellas has been persecuted."

"I have no choice...?

What is this guy talking about?

He's an Elf Garden chief, and he answers that it's normal to protect the people in his settlement, but he can't help it without doing it.

I don't understand those words.

"Can't you help being persecuted? Aren't you the one who recommended persecution?

"Right. But it was necessary to maintain the settlement."

"You!"

I can't feel better if I don't hit him once.

I just approached him and tried to hit him, and Linstat interrupts between them.

"Mr. Yuma, please calm down. And my daughter... what happened to Linellas?

Rinstadt, who frowned and wrinkled his eyebrows, asked me with a trembling voice.

"No way... No way!

You're facing your mother! I swallow the word.

What Linellas' father and mother were talking about in the deep psychological world of Linellas.

Because I remember that.

- But...

Still......

"I don't know."

I don't know how to return words to the two of you who keep telling selfish stories.

Because...

"No!?

Rinstadt, who heard my words, falls off his knees.

Look at her. I've got a lot to say.

This guy refused Linellas, so he didn't say what he was supposed to say to Linellas, until all that Linellas was suffering and worried and he didn't have the right to be happy.

That's how much...

"Yeah... well..."

"Mr. Yuma?

Squeezingly, Linstat reacted to the whining words.

Erin Feet, too, has been looking straight at me, but she doesn't try to tell me anything.

"Is that what you mean..."

What Linellas wants is a man's heart, a word and an answer derived from it.

In other words... it is the feelings of those who depend on uncertainty that are required, not logic or theory.

"Ha-ha-ha."

I put my hand on my forehead.

I can't...

I can't save Linellas.

Because I can analyze and understand people's feelings logically and theoretically, but there's no such thing as when I've really figured it out before.