Chapter 28 – 28. Far From Home (3)

For a week after sending my father away, I remained at Dawn Bringer’s mansion.

For at least the past week, I have decided to do things that need to be done in this house.

There were things I had to deal with, most of all my father’s funeral. The body…

…

A funeral was held with his father’s belongings instead. He holds his father’s funeral dressed in black mourning clothes. People didn’t call me that much, and I guess they were trying to tie me to Magia somehow. The newly appointed consuls Abychebron, Asclepius, and the new consuls of Rosaria.

Gabirol Avicebron, Machaon Asclepius, Alita Rosaria, etc.

The successors of the existing consuls came to their father’s funeral.

Naturally, their goal was to persuade me.

I wonder where these bastards sold their conscience.

I knew that Lorvaine of Lion Heart, who was the only one who had not made any gesture towards me and could not take me, could not stop me and had no reason to do so, but of course they were still trying to ‘persuade’ me. There was.

“I have a story to tell you, Clark Dunn Bringer.”

“I have nothing to talk about.”

“The owner does not receive guests…”

“This is ‘important work’ for Magia. Please cooperate.”

Obviously, I gave them an order to congratulate them, but I calmed Anna down before she got angry and swept them away as they ignored her and pushed in.

“If you don’t leave right now…”

“…Anna, let’s listen to the story first.”

“But!”

“If you’re in such a hurry to push someone else’s exclusive maid in, it would be polite to at least listen to what the ‘business’ is. If pushing someone else to come in is ‘courtesy.'”

In another sense, it seems like they were determined to break their rude behavior and laid down an iron plate, so they didn’t take any damage. Of course, wizards are that kind of people, and most of them are bastards who would sell even their own relatives for their own gain.

After being away for 7 years, I think I’ve lost a lot of my sense of being in Magia.

Yes, the expedition was difficult, but it taught me what the world people live in is like and what reality is.

This must be something strange.

This fucking fucking Magia.

As I was shown to the reception room, I was greeted by these rude visitors. Three consuls, yes, not the existing consuls, but three new consuls, and instead of the old consuls, we welcome newly appointed consuls.

“Try to fuck me. I’ll listen.”

“Please, Clark Dawn Bringer. Please become Magia’s archon.”

Gabirol, a consul appointed from the house of Avicephron. Gabirol Abikebron told me.

And politely.

Okay, now it’s polite.

…It’s disgusting politeness.

As expected, I think I understand to some extent what Mr. Kogan said, that the things he learned were more unlucky and foolish. At first glance, he immediately called me an unlucky wizard and cursed at me, so I responded with a thick curse, and he said he liked it and slapped me on the waist.

It seemed like I knew why Kogan hated wizards so much.

Anyway, gabiroll avicebron.

Golemology wizard family. A wizard from a family famous for golem magic. Gabirol, the second son of the Abikebron family, spoke to me.

A wizard in his late 30s. In fact, not only that, but all of them are mentioned as arch mages, but at a glance, they are the only ones that are not even as good as Anna. In fact, all of them were important to Magia.

Those important beings banded together to somehow destroy Dawn Bringer, but then my sister came back and destroyed them all. If my older sister were here, she wouldn’t be able to breathe and would turn around, so I had my older sister take Lucy out under the pretense of leaving Lucy in her care, and now the only person next to me is Anna.

Solias?

Well.

That champi had brought along numerous angels, including Michaela and Gabriella.

Personally, I think it would have been better to absorb all of those angels to restore one’s power, but if you don’t want to do that, you can just leave it that way.

Is it true that he cares about his descendants just because he is the God of creation?

Anyway, Anna and I were listening to their ‘bullshit’ disguised as persuasion, and I just laughed.

“Lorvain Lionheart, I guess you didn’t hear anything from him. Gabirol Abikebron.”

I treated him poorly without hesitation.

Anyway, I am the one who is the best, I am the strongest one, and I am the one who holds the sword hilt.

In my heart, I didn’t want to leave alive even one of the bastards who persecuted my father, so I made sure to exterminate all of the evil bastards, and as for the rest, the heads washed their heads and knelt down and waited to be disposed of, so I cut off the heads of only the heads and paid them compensation. They ripped it off and treated the rest as if it had been saved.

“…I have no intention of staying in Magia any longer, and many of you wizards have been sending assassins so far. Please forget all that and remain as Magia’s archon…?”

“…Please, Clark Dawn Bringer. Magia needs power right now. The same goes for you, King Kong, and now that all of Magia’s main forces have been destroyed, even you-“

“…I guess it’s because they are pups who don’t have a mother or father, but they are just like their parents, you bastards.”

And despite my swearing, they were still spouting the same words like parrots.

“So, Clark, you who returned from the expedition alive should become Magia’s archon and king.”

“Why? You guys can’t even breathe when that old woman turns around, so how can you control me, a young bastard?”

That’s right.

Medea has gone completely crazy since I erased all memories of her father from her head and made it impossible for her to see him. Loving anything is not everything. Dick calls that BSS, but what bullshit that is is none of my business, I liked it first! If I was going to make a fuss about it, I should have just attacked it from the beginning and broken it, or found a new life.

These are the words of a cowardly and cowardly person who can’t even let go of his feelings.

And I won’t sympathize with that, and I wish I could live with it and suffer for longer if possible.

If I didn’t do that, I felt like that crazy bitch would keep clinging to me, and after killing over 100 wizards who came to kill me, I stopped counting at all.

There were many wizards who came to kill me, and they all died after soaking my hammer with blood.

Yes, in the end, the purpose of their coming was to destroy Magia’s wizard power.

They’re saying that since you destroyed it, shouldn’t you take responsibility and work for Magia?

“I’m not saying anything just because my mouth is open…”

“If there’s a bastard who wants to tear my mouth open, tear it up. Show it with actions, not words.”

Alita Rosaria looked at me and said. She is a fierce-looking red-haired woman. And even though they wore the marks of an Archmage and an Archon, I wasn’t really afraid of them.

A symbol of powerlessness. They are a symbol of authority and power, but considering what they did to the Dawn Bringer, it would not be cool to tear them down right now.

“…Clark Dawn Bringer. We are not here to fight you.”

“But what you’re saying is asking for a fight? You killed all the gasols in my family, and I let you live on the condition that I cut off your heads. Do you understand?”

“I know.”

Gabiroll answered that.

Okay, so you talk about it even though you know?

“Okay, okay… So, you are saying that you should take responsibility for the people in your family who have been persecuting you all this time, because they all went away because of you.”

“If you interpret it that way, that’s fine too…”

Those bastards.

Are you really saying this?

Naturally, I was bewildered by his confident appearance, even though he was begging for forgiveness and putting his hat on his back.

This is why wizards are so annoying.

I am an aristocrat by birth, and as such, I didn’t mean to talk like that, so why do you take it like that?

Are you sick? They were the ones who spoke this way naturally, as if they were breathing, and because of that, I was known among them as a bully and a bully.

That’s partly because I’ve played with Dick since I was young, and I like to throw fastballs rather than chasing them around, and when I’m chasing them, I hit them.

Yes, I endured such things in the name of nobility, but in the end, what I endured was nothing but scars.

If it’s like that, you have to attack it.

If there’s a kid who acts like a bully for no reason, it’s only natural to give him a reason to act like a bully.

“I’m not interpreting it that way, but it’s true that you came with that meaning. If not, why would you come and do this shit even though it is clearly visible that you are disposing of all your family assets?”

“Your father has been protecting you all your life… Wow!”

Naturally, he punched the consul of Avicebron in the face.

It seemed like there was something in the middle.

Stone fragments.

Yes, Avicebron is a golem school.

Naturally, I tried to block it with stone fragments, but I had already lightly enchanted my fist to dispel it, and what’s more, with my father’s magic circuit, my magic composition ability, which had become more advanced and powerful during the expedition, was not weak enough to be blocked by the water archons.

Naturally, all the magic was dispelled with a single punch, and he fell to the floor in one hit.

“…Father has never once protected this bastard Magia. But you put it out of your mouth. Do you really want to go after it?”

My father waited until my sister and I grew up.

That’s why I stayed in Magia, and that’s why I endured the old maid hysteria of Medea.

In the end, he was someone who did not hesitate to go into the abyss of death so that he could be eaten by me. He talked about his father in that way. Naturally, Gabiroll looked up at me with an incomprehensible look in his eyes and said,

“…I don’t understand. If he’s not protecting Magia, then what is he protecting? It should be the duty of the ruling class to fulfill the duties of those in power, but you’re going to abandon that?”

It is the duty of the ruling class.

That’s not something you should say.

Naturally, the princess soldier knight of the same hero party.

She was a woman who was louder and louder than anyone else, but she was nonetheless a woman who set out to use her power to eliminate the Demon King, who was a threat to humanity. She was the next heir to the ducal family and the woman who gave her own arms to her Hero party as the sword that defended Phrygia.

Okay.

For a woman like that, for a being like that, princess disease is a very minor problem.

As she had the duty and power of the ruling class, I was reminded of her willingly stepping forward into the crisis of her world with that power, and of her standing in her way and standing in her way as she went to kill the last of the Four Heavenly Kings.

-…If I die here, Clark…What kind of woman will I be recorded as?

Well.

At least in my memory, she is a female knight with a princess spirit, super strength, and a really loud voice.

It was also a truly trustworthy female knight.

At least she was a completely different woman from those bastards who didn’t even think about standing up for themselves and just fussed at me.

“If you just want to succeed the Archon and show off, you will do that, but that’s not what you want. You’re trying to steal Dunbringer’s knowledge of magic and the experience and skills I have, right?”

“…You’re stealing. Why don’t you just say ‘sharing’ if possible? Your father once said this. Knowledge only has value when shared…Are you planning to just go without even doing that? ?”

Yes, how nice it would be if you said that already.

Share it.

“Well, in that case, let me share it with you.”

I lifted the hammer. The hammer gets bigger-

It begins to glow with golden sunlight.

Explosion, proliferation, overload.

Basically, three consecutive spells or spells begin to combine.

It’s a simple order.

And these simple spells.

Naturally, they realized what I was trying to do and immediately tried to run away, but this room had already been space-distorted, coordinate-disrupted, hermetically sealed, and at the same time silenced and disrupted their minds.

Except for the number of people I have set, no one can cast magic, and unless they are extremely focused, they cannot use loudspeak magic or destroy it.

The monsters were magicians with excellent basics, and do they know how shocked an 18-year-old kid was when he saw that magic that had never been destroyed before was destroyed?

As a result, he succeeded in stealing their magic and even modified it. Of course they saw it and-

At the same time, half of the mansion completely collapsed.

It didn’t matter because I was going to destroy it anyway.

Just like that, the three consuls kicked out the damn god.

After my father’s funeral, I asked my older sister to destroy the house and make sure no one could enter the place where the house was.

“Curse, and cast a spell to prevent anyone from entering, distort the space, hide it completely, hide it, and seal it as a curse that will cause death to those who enter, sister.”

Naturally, my older sister is a dark mage.

Warlock.

And she was a ‘black goat’ who used curses, spells, and various ancient spells and secret arts, and was the subject of those ancient spells and taboos, and my current sister could do that very easily.

“…You’re trying to keep me from coming in forever.”

“Now here, there is no home for us.”

The country betrayed, and everyone rushed to devour the Dawn Bringer and bury it.

Unaware of shame and unaware of what they have done, the knowledge of the Dawn Bringer. Three consuls came and forced me to steal my knowledge, but in the end, they got nothing and were kicked out in disgrace.

In the golden sunlight, all the clothes and hair on the body became light and flew away.

As a bonus, I added ‘scorching’ to the explosion.

Where did you make it hot?

Hair roots.

Naturally, all the hair on my body flew out.

There were even women, but what does it mean?

Obviously, I issued an order to destroy the guests, but from the moment they came in, they deserved what they did. And on the other hand, I can see a bit of sadness in my sister’s eyes.

A part of Dawn Bringer’s mansion that I blew up a while ago.

Do you feel a little depressed looking at the collapsed wall?

I asked my sister that question.

Maybe she hurt her older sister.

If I hurt my sister, she wants to apologize. And she asked her sister.