Egret

I can't hear what the Spirit is saying, but I have fully recognized the negative emotions in their faces, but the nobility just laughed.

He then sat down and introduced himself satisfactorily.

“Count Rendimer. I'm very interested in developing research and discovering artifacts. These glasses I'm wearing are also new to me this time. It's a very peculiar guy that increases his eyesight and protects him. ”

“I see.”

I let myself out of pride, but the reaction that came back was still aesthetic. Here, the Earl hastened Igrett's greedy and mild character.

Then he cut off the introduction in a single sigh and asked.

“Can you guess why I called you? ”

“… tell me. I'll listen."

“Haha, this is not only a talent, but also a friend of the head. Is that so... and arrogant. ”

Even if he was an outstanding handyman, the common man standing in front of the nobles could not be so modest.

Instead of laughing and pinching the dot, Igrett just lowers his gaze. What the nobles wanted was simple.

Seeing his normal attitude, the Count smiled kindly again.

“There are children who need your help. ”

“I am……. ”

“I'm not asking you to do anything big. I told you a while ago, I'm very interested in reinvention. I want to give special opportunities to poor people who have qualities but do not get opportunities because they are poor. I brought them here because I was interested, but they are only qualities. They are useless than I thought because I don't know how to use my abilities properly. ”

“ ……. ”

Igrett paused for a moment.

“They're all pitiful, abandoned by their parents and nowhere to come. What do you expect to happen this time? ”

It was a story that could not be turned away because he was in the same position. The Earl, who did not answer but knew that he was shaking, added in a discreet voice.

“Think about this, too. What I do is to benefit the world. Like these glasses that help people who can't see the front. I'm gonna borrow your talent from there. Of course, they are paying a reasonable price. ”

“ ……. ”

“Is that his brother next to you? ”

The Count's gaze remained on Fried. Rather, he looked straight at him.

“Rather than wandering the streets, it would be a good environment for the child. You can see books, you can hang out with kids your age. They're all my sponsors. There are exceptional talented children waiting for quality education. ”

Earl Rendimer clasped his hands and put them on his knees.

“for a teacher like you. ”

“What do you want me to do? ”

Finally the answer I was hoping for came back.

The Earl stood up smiling satisfactorily.

“I will send children who are good at spirituality, so teach them. Provide accommodation and salary, and give access to facilities in the villa, excluding restricted areas. ”

I succeeded in holding a useful horse in my hand. It's hard to tell what that horse would be worth. Earl looked back a few steps.

“Oh, what's your name? ”

“…… This is Greg. ”

“Igret? Igretra. That's nice.”

Count Rendimer left his seat with a nice smile on his face.

“Thank you very much. Teacher."

Later that day, Igrett quit his drifting life and stayed at the Count of Rendimer.

To help him understand the attributes of the children, the bowls, etc. of the qualities that the Earl had sent him, and to sprout them, it was like dying.

No spiritist has succeeded in the contract of another in such a short time as Igrette. The contract with the Spirit was originally a 1: 1 relationship between the sorcerer and the Spirit. But Igrett acted like a catalyst between them and exerted enormous influence. This made it easy to contract with the Spirit and teach them how to deal with it.

Earl Rendimer was greatly pleased with his achievements in a short period of time and awarded the prize.

In my spare time, I was able to read as much as I wanted and I was given a good environment where young Fried could be properly managed and raised.

Two years after settling down, it was a peace that could have lasted a little longer if he had not opened Pandora's box hidden by the Earl.

The Wind Spirit King uni that Igrett contracted was a spirit powerful enough to get all the information he wanted.

However, in other words, it meant that the contractor would never ask for information that he did not want.

The power of the Spirit varied by thousands depending on the nature of the contractor dealing with them. Dealing with the same lower spirits has changed from magician to magician whether it will enrich everyday life and be a peaceful defence or a destructive power to kill people.

So Uni knows all the information, but Igrett doesn't tell her, so she doesn't know.

Then, by chance, he wished.

“Uni, do you have any idea where you're taking them? ”

Those slaves? Hmm.

It was not uncommon for nobles to buy slaves.

Calculating people's ransom for money and selling accidents was forbidden in Lubarzan, a holy religion, but deals were made publicly by implicit routes.

In the meantime, it was Count Rendimir, who bought slaves so that they could not be seen, but on that day several mistakes overlapped and deliveries came during the day.

This time, there were three slaves, one of whom was a little girl who was only ten years old. I didn't eat properly even when I was ten years old, so I looked a lot younger than my peers.

Igrett, who had found the servants of the Count dragging the slaves, wondered about him, and the wind brought him information.

The mansion has a basement as spacious as the ground floor. I think they're doing some experiments there.

“... Experiment? ”

"Bioexperiments."

It was a terrible truth. The more I heard Uni's explanation of the unimaginable story, the harder Igrett's expression became.

[Confined basement] The wind has limited information, so you need to know exactly what it is.

When he heard that, he went straight to the basement and saw the catastrophe.

Various ingredients were being administered to humans to verify their harmlessness to the human body. Researchers who were developing to benefit the world were biting human beings to death in the notes.

And on the other hand, checks were made on the ability to kill.

Those with magical or spiritual abilities participated in this exercise. They fire magic at real people and use the power of the Spirit to break their breath. It was natural for a man to kill a man and be judged by his power as a combat weapon. It's like grading pork like that and placing it on power.

Kook

A slave girl, who had just been sold today, fell bloody and grabbed his collar. In a clumsy spirit, the girl could not speak aloud and whispered in the shape of her mouth.

‘Help me.'

“Intruder!"

“If this place spills outside, it's all over. Kill him!"

The managers who found him looking at the sight of Udoukerni ordered his death without hesitation.

Quong

As the guards aim their bows at him, the ground vibrates as a whole.

“... why are you doing this...? ”

The sacrifices underneath the peace and security that we enjoyed, and even more disgusting than that.

The fact that children who taught them how to connect and deal with spirits themselves are being staged.

In addition, the fact that innocent people had to die because of their own complacency and stupid judgments.

……! Igrett, no!

Screaming spirits' cries are far away.

Everything was bitten by silence. Without explosions or screams, he just remembered for a moment.

‘― I hope it's all gone. ’

On that day, Count Rendimer's basement disappeared from the world as it was.

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Igrett, who had left the Count, returned to his wandering life.

Getting a little tired of his eyes, he treated the world with a more passive attitude than before. I didn't want to interfere with anything. After knowing that what he had done unwittingly could cause someone's misfortune, he went beyond one-dimensional compassion or sentiment and watched it step by step without acting.

And there were two children following him like that.

One was Fried, now fifteen, and the other was a thirteen-year-old girl named Igrett Reyya. The girl was a slave who had been sold for experimentation to Count Rendimer.

When the cellar disappeared, Raya was in it, too. Luckily, however, he survived the Spirit's attack because he was holding onto his collar. Igrett left there with Fried, with a girl who had lost her mind while being bloody.

After a few more years of drifting like that, Igrett suffered numerous incidents.

And because of this, it was known that he was the 'contractor of the Four Attribute Spirits King’, making the world buzz.

It formed a single syndrome and descended into people's mouths. Legendary and miraculous, the modifier dared to bring it to him, but it felt so petty. Everything, including newsletters, books, and theatre culture, has been translated into something about the spiritualist Greg.

Emperor Mouri of the Lubarzan Empire sought him out and sought to succeed him, but he resolutely refused.

His power was nature itself, so he could not force the Emperor to say that it was the sun of the empire.

Instead, the emperor gave the wise man a title to capture the jewel called Igretra.

The King of Wind, as well as all the four-attribute spiritual kings in the natural world, are under his command, and all the truths he wants to know in this world are penetrated. And he himself was wise and interested in learning, so that he went about the world, and broke through so much knowledge and wisdom that no one could cross him alone.

It was a shameful character that had great power and did not abuse it and did not harm anyone else. It was okay to be an adult.

Thanks to the Emperor's favour of setting up a residence with the title, Igrett could no longer refuse and accepted it.

Then there came a multitude of people to him. All those who needed help came to him and fell down, begging with tears.

The reason he needed his strength was thousand discrimination.

There were also requests to address drought or natural disasters, and many sought him to resolve private interests or power disputes. Everyone who wanted strength without the need for a commoner noble knelt at his feet.

Some came to ask for directions, and some came to discuss the cause of war. However, desperation was difficult to divide between people because the criteria were subjective and different.

So Greg treated all those who came to him fairly.

First of all, I never responded to hurting or punishing others directly.

He considered himself not entitled to punish or judge others on his behalf. That was the realm of God. I didn't want to judge everything by my emotions and self just because I had strong powers. So no matter how unfair the story or the cry mixed with tears, I did not intervene in anything that could hurt others.

‘... Yes. That's what I thought. ’

Do not harm others with your power.

Those who were lying down wept to the end, and were led out to others, or turned to grudge against him on the way. Like William, the unjust sinner who met me as a child.

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