Became a Medieval Fantasy Wizard

TL/Editor: raei

Status: 5/week mon-fri

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Ian found it difficult to hide his bewilderment at Kira's words.

She was fine with it? Really?

Was she just going along with the mood?

"Since Kira says she's fine with it, I suppose we can proceed as planned," Salvador said.

"Wait, isn't anyone going to ask for my opinion?" Ian protested.

Ian felt an eerie gaze and turned his head.

Maria was smiling with obvious delight.

She was clearly enjoying this situation...!

"Hehe. I'm looking forward to it."

"...Don't get your hopes up."

Whatever she was hoping for.

Ian barely suppressed a sigh.

Well, at least they had a solution to their problem.

Better to put out the immediate fire first and worry about the consequences later.

"Alright... I'll pose as Maria's fiancé and negotiate directly with Duke Roxlan."

Clap clap clap!

Belenka smiled as she applauded, and the rest of his companions joined in the applause.

...Ian felt a strange sense of wariness.

Belenka, Kira, Maria.

All the women around Ian seemed to be hiding something from him...

Once their roles were decided, Ian moved quickly.

First, he sent letters to the nearby temple.

He needed to find a priest who would accompany him to meet Duke Roxlan.

"Oh! I'll find you a priest!" Elia exclaimed.

She had heard the news and came looking for Ian as soon as he sent his letters.

There was no point waiting until a priest could be found.

Ian promised to go with the priest Elia would send.

While waiting for the priest to arrive, Ian briefly shared his plans with the Emperor.

The Emperor thought Ian's idea was quite decent.

Ian would take Maria away, and in exchange, offer the land!

Since they couldn't use the land anyway, it was a profitable enough deal to just hand it over and leave.

"Still, be careful, Ian."

"There's no need to worry, Your Majesty. I'm just going there to talk."

The Emperor shook his head.

"You don't know Duke Roxlan."

"That's true."

"Duke Roxlan is an irrational man. Fearful yet cunning, cowardly yet cruel. When struck once, he'll use any means to retaliate."

Ian frowned slightly.

Unlike the democratic world, in a class-based society, what kind of leader you got was completely random.

With good luck, you'd get a competent ruler and prosper.

But with bad luck, you'd get an incompetent ruler and everyone would suffer.

That's why democracy was considered superior to monarchy.

In a democratic society, since representatives were chosen by vote, generally speaking, idiots wouldn't be elected.

Generally speaking...

"Thank you for your concern."

Ian made his own preparations to meet the Duke.

If things went wrong, he could always use magic and escape.

When the priest Elia had found arrived, Ian prepared to go meet Duke Roxlan.

But the priest brought an unexpected guest with him.

"Shala-! Ian Eredith Raven! My soul brother!"

"???"

Ian seriously considered who this well-mannered young man walking alongside the priest might be.

What? Did he know this person?

Judging from his shabby robe, he seemed to be associated with Heaven's Faith...

But as for religious people Ian was close with...

"Who are you?"

"Hahaha! Ian! Such a joker! Don't you recognize me?"

After exchanging a few words, Ian figured it out.

"...Takarion?"

"It's been a while, friend! I'm glad to see you're still doing well! Hahaha!"

Ian's mouth fell open.

This dignified-looking young man was none other than Takarion of the "Golden Fingers"!

Ian understood why he hadn't recognized Takarion's face.

Takarion had... lost an incredible amount of weight.

So much that his facial features were now clearly visible!

He looked completely different from when he used to munch and chomp at food.

"Wait, why are you..."

"Hm? Is something wrong?"

Ian couldn't believe the transformed face before him.

What was this? Some kind of prank?

With his newly slim face, Takarion exuded a serious handsomeness.

If you introduced him to a Korean reincarnated in this world as "This person is a monk," they'd exclaim, "I knew it!" His was that kind of face.

That bastard...! He was what they call an "unscratched lottery ticket"...!

"Why are you here?"

Ian asked in bewilderment.

Takarion should have been at the monastery, so why had he appeared in the south?

Takarion answered as if it were the most natural thing:

"To write, of course!"

The priest beside him added:

"Brother Takarion came down to record the war."

The priest spoke with absolute confidence.

"He's the greatest writer of our age, after all."

"..."

Apparently, this priest had been too deeply moved by Takarion's entertaining gospel.

You know how when you read an incredibly fun web novel, you feel like the author must be amazing at writing everything!

He seemed convinced that Takarion's war records would be absolutely entertaining.

"Have you finished the next gospel?"

"Of course! That's why the abbot let me go."

Ian felt a deep sense of pity rising from the bottom of his heart.

That guy... had really been imprisoned just to write!

How medieval, to completely disregard an author's human rights.

"I never imagined I'd meet you in the south. This must be heaven's arrangement!"

Ian didn't particularly agree, though he couldn't deny it was an amazing coincidence.

Of course, the south was a hot spot right now, so there was some possibility they might meet.

But Ian was a wizard, and Takarion was a monk, right?

They weren't exactly the kind of people you'd expect to meet on a battlefield.

There was no choice but to view it as a fateful encounter.

"I received your letter saying you needed a priest!" Takarion exclaimed excitedly.

"You found a fiancée! Congratulations!"

"..."

Ian recalled the letter he had sent recently.

It mentioned that he needed a priest to accompany him and his fiancée to meet Duke Roxlan...

Takarion must have read that letter.

"Is it Kira? It's Kira, right? Isn't it?"

That was technically correct.

Ian was engaged to Kira, after all...

"Ian! What are you doing there?"

"Ah! Miss Kira!"

"...Who are you???"

As soon as Kira appeared, Takarion's eyes went wild(...) and he greeted her elegantly.

Classic otaku trait: going crazy over female characters, whether 2D or 3D.

Though his appearance had changed considerably, Takarion's inner nature remained the same.

"It's me! Takarion!"

"What?!"

"Hahaha! Are you engaged to Ian by any chance?"

Kira's face turned slightly red.

Takarion immediately applauded in admiration!

"Ohhh-! Pure love between comrades-! Delicious! Absolutely delicious!"

"...Are you insane?"

Pure love between comrades, what nonsense.

Ian found Takarion's antics difficult to endure.

Perhaps it was because he was a writer, but his emotional expressions were unnecessarily abundant.

"So you're going to meet Duke Roxlan with Kira. What's the reason?"

"Well, you see..."

Ian tried to explain the situation to Takarion.

But before he could, Ian's companions came flooding out. They must have heard the commotion outside.

"Ian. Do we have a visitor?"

"? That face looks familiar..."

"?"

Ian pulled Maria closer and said:

"Actually, this is my fiancée."

"?"

"I'm going to meet Duke Roxlan with her."

Takarion couldn't understand Ian's words.

Ian calmly recited the prepared scenario-

"W-What?!"

Takarion couldn't close his mouth, which had fallen open in shock.

"You have three fiancées?!"

"Yeah. That's how it turned out."

"Holy-!"

After a long time, Ian got to witness Takarion going berserk...

"You spawn of a fallen demon! Drop dead!"

Wow. An extremely religious reaction.

Ian couldn't help but chuckle in disbelief.

Takarion had been thrilled to meet Ian after so long.

...But that feeling was shattered within five minutes of their reunion.

"You think you're the Sultan of the Desert Empire..."

Takarion muttered, half out of his mind.

"A wizard, setting up a harem..."

Takarion was a learned man of letters, and knew many stories from the distant Desert Empire.

Among the knowledge that had captured Takarion's interest was (naturally) information about the Sultan's harem.

So many women existing for a single Sultan!

Of course, this was a simplistic notion since Takarion wasn't from the Desert Empire.

The actual harems of the Desert Empire weren't imperial brothels, after all.

But... what would a Holy Empire citizen know?

Takarion had featured harems in his gospels several times.

Reflecting his own desires(?), he depicted them as places where corrupt Sultans engaged in decadent pleasures with exotic beauties.

One man living with multiple women!

And now, before Takarion's eyes was a madman who had set up a real-life harem...!

"Excuse me... is the monk alright?"

Looking at the elegant black-haired beauty, Takarion was stunned.

Was Ian truly traveling around collecting wives?!

Where did he find such a cute and pretty girl...!

"He says he's tired from traveling."

"Oh dear. Should I bring something to drink?"

"Please do, Maria."

After sending Maria away, Ian said to Takarion:

"As I explained earlier, this is a serious situation."

Takarion rose sluggishly.

"We're at a crossroads that could either prevent or trigger a civil war within the Empire."

Thanks to Ian's earlier explanation, both Takarion and the priest roughly understood the situation.

"...I see. All for the sake of love."

The priest looked at Ian and said:

"I'm pleased to participate in such a noble cause, but I feel somewhat inadequate for the responsibility."

"?"

"Sir Ian, would you allow me to bless your engagement?"

"No, wait a moment."

Ian was alarmed.

If they received the priest's blessing, Ian and Maria's engagement would become a sacrament!

Ian, already half-assimilated into this medieval fantasy world, felt uncomfortable with matters involving Heaven's Faith (especially since the Sky God had actually shown interest in him).

To actually receive a priest's blessing was a bit...!

Weren't we just supposed to be putting on a show?!

"This may be a life-risking mission."

"..."

"Please grant me this permission."

He had a point.

The priest was going to be a witness based solely on the words of the Emperor and Ian.

It was possible he might be killed by the Duke if things went wrong...

He needed strong conviction that he was working for the future of these young people and the Empire.

"I've brought some warmed wine..."

Maria peeked her head in, gazing intently at Ian.

As if she would stay there until he answered!

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