The Protagonists Are Murdered by Me

After Kaido's death, the world returned to normal. Which in this world’s case, common sense returned to the world. The number of magicians, which used to be numerous to the point where there were always 2 – 3 magicians in an adventurer party, drastically decreased to only 1 magician per party of four. A different world full of dreams, hopes and heroic stories had also disappeared. No hopeful teenager with half-baked determination remained amongst the adventurers. Only real mercenaries who had survived the bloody battlefield were left behind. Moreover, the female adventurers were now no longer walking in stupidly exposed armors.

Aracelli was surprised when she saw the world turn upside down in an instant.

“They change the origin of the world itself. Those being called ‘protagonists' are scary.” Aracelli said with her eyes wide open as the world underwent a complete change in an instant.

“Those are exactly my thoughts. At some point, I even thought of quitting this job.”

“Was there ever a protagonist worse than this?”

"Well… There are some. Like a protagonist who created a new world and a protagonist who could turn back time indefinitely.” I answered indifferently.

But in contrast to my casual demeanor, Aracelli reacted strongly. “The ‘protagonist' created a world…?”

"Huh? Yeah. To be precise, the world the protagonist had designed had become a reality.”

“…” At my answer, Aracelli put her hand on her chin. "I knew that the ‘world' gave all kinds of blessings for the protagonist, but it's kind of shocking that it creates a world itself for the protagonist."

“Is that so?”

“Yes. Creating a world isn’t a simple matter after all.” Aracelli explained. "I’ve been thinking about it for a long time, just what is the purpose of the will of the ‘world’ for it to give blessings to the ‘protagonist'?”

"Huh?"

“Why did the world favor them even though by doing so, it was leading itself onto the path of destruction?”

“…” I was left speechless because I had never thought about it. Since I first started hunting, I simply hunted based on the fact that ‘the protagonist devours the world’s blessings and leads the world to destruction’.

“For the protagonist, a world unique to them was created… Obviously the world has some will and purpose. It’s just a feeling I got from traveling different worlds, but I’m pretty sure about it.”

In other words, according to Aracelli's argument, the world has a reason to destroy itself…

"Well…" After thinking about it for a while, I remembered the recent events of destruction and the Hell Gate I had just learned. I spilled them all in detail in front of Araceli without hiding anything.

After hearing the whole story, Araceli let out a sigh. “There is a limit to finding out something just by hearing about it. If only I could have seen it in person…”

“Are you still a long way from Earth?”

"No." She said with strangely determined eyes. “Every time I follow Professor, I get closer and closer towards Earth. I will soon be able to reach Earth.”

“Is that so…….” As far as I know, it's still a long way off before Aracelli arrives on Earth. But, why did she say that? Whatever, in the first place, how could someone like me know what an archmage like her thinks?

“Anyway, thanks for the hard work again this time around. I plan to move to another world right away, will you follow me?”

"Yes? You aren’t going back to Earth?"

"Not now. I want to proceed with several quests at once this time.”

The mission to kill Kaido in this world ended fairly quickly, so I decided to take another mission to get stronger faster in order to safely enter Hell Gate in the near future.

Currently…

[You have killed a level 193 protagonist.]

[1830 days of lifespan has been paid.]

[Your current lifespan: 8237 days 17 hours 10 minutes]

[Your level has been raised by 4.]

[Your level has been raised by additional 2 following your success of hunting the protagonist just before the epilogue]

[You have acquired Talent ‘Focus C’.]

–

<Yoo Seodam>

[Level: 180]

*Stats

[Strength 176]

[Strength 190]

[Agility 175]

[Energy 1]

[Mana 299]

*Talent

[Swordsmanship S]

[Hunting D+]

[Shooting S]

[Cooking D-]

[Intuition A]

[Quick-wit A]

[Insight B]

[Vitality SS+]

[Focus C]

[Others…]

*Skill

[Protagonist Hunter Lv. 5]

[White Swordsmanship (S)]

[Sixth Sense (B)]

[Inventory (S)]

[Dharma Heavenly Wind God Technique (SS+)]

[Concentration (SS)]

[Holy Conversion (F)]

[Ara-Sunyoung Mana Circling technique (SS+)]

[Library Of The White Witch(C)]

[Looking at all things with a cold gaze (B)]

–

My level was 180. And my goal was to reach level 200.

Back when I reached the S rank, a certain degree of ‘metamorphosis' occurred in my body. The moment I reach SS rank, the same phenomenon but with a stronger effect should occur again. And it was very important to me now.

“Then… are you going to go right away?”

"Yeah. Can you follow me?”

"Of course! If we depart together at this distance, the time axis will not be twisted.”

"Okay then. Let’s go quickly.”

After hearing Aracelli's answer, there was no reason to be in this world any longer. So, the next destination which had been chosen by the system appeared in front of me.

『Magic Genius Reincarnated As The Youngest Son of The Magician Family』

#ReincarnatedAsTheTrash #Cider #Growth #OurYoungMasterSuddenlyBecomeDifferent

“Let’s go right away.”

* * *

Meanwhile, on Earth. Yekaterina actively undertook several projects to help the otherworlders adapt faster to modern times. To make modern people accept their existence, it was necessary to make a strong first impression. And if they appear in such a situation and play an active part in clearing dangerous areas such as at least S class gates and dungeons, they would be able to produce a sufficiently positive image… Or that's what Yekatrina thought.

In fact, some races, such as werewolves and druids—who had no problem appearing in public—had already made their way through some dungeons and made their faces known, but there were still people who cursed and rejected them.

In the meantime, the otherworlder who was most helpful to her was Lacanthal. Even though he could not exert his own powerful power like other otherworlders due to the aftereffects he suffered from transporting to Earth from his home world, his magic engineering knowledge was second to none. On top of it, his knowledge was also helpful in the sudden ‘Hell Gate’ anomaly.

It didn't take long for civilians to hear that Hell Gate's energy was expanding. No matter how hard the institution tried to keep it under wraps, it was pointless. The number of people living in the research centre alone was in the hundreds, so as time passed, it was only natural that rumours began to spread around the world. Even a small child was well aware of the dangers of Hell Gate, so it is natural for everyone to be anxious.

But amidst the chaos,

“You can restrain the warping of the dimensional rift.”

Lacanthal's otherworldly knowledge was a huge help!

The fact that the power of otherworlders who people of Earth rejected helped humanity spread widely, and it soon lit a positive image on the otherworlders.

“Another League's share price has risen tremendously.”

Lost Day’s Master, Yoo Haram murmured. He did not hide his discomfort in front of the person sitting opposite him. Because the person was someone he trusted the most.

“It’s understandable since they have all the good things in the world.”

Yoo Haram sighed. Just how did it happen? Yoo Seodam he knew was a hunter who could not even deal with E Rank monsters without an expensive firearm and was a dead last F rank hunter. At one point, Yoo Seodam was stricken with an incurable disease. And when Yoo Haram heard the reports that he would die sooner or later, he quickly got rid of him.

‘I can’t believe that guy recovered and even grew this much.'

The current Yoo Seodam was no longer someone who Lost Day could push around and that was a worrying thing.

“…Then, why not just kill him?”

"What kind of nonsense are you spouting?” Yoo Haram rebuked the man’s suggestion. Yoo Haram was a very calculative person. He had always acted for his own benefit, and never did anything that could put himself at risk.

“It is the middle of the 21st century. With superpowers as well as magic and martial arts developed, you want to kill an S rank superhuman?” On top of it, a huge tycoon like the Guild Master of the Another League?

It wasn't like the assassination of superpowers had never happen but… Yoo Haram didn’t think that killing a single person was the answer he wanted in this problem.

However,

For some reason, his head was telling him to do just that.

“There are many guilds who also hated him. Despite his 17-year career as a hunter, Yoo Seodam is still growing at a frightening pace. If he gets even stronger in the future, he'll be really untouchable. We need to deal with him before that happens!”

“…So, if we decide to do it, how will we kill him?”

“Isn't there a lawless zone on Earth? Right inside the dungeon and the rift.”

“…!!!”

Inside the dungeon and rift, radio waves could hardly be used. And there are some dungeons and rifts in which radio waves couldn’t be used at all, so they were often isolated from the outside. In those dungeons, in recent years, more and more crimes were committed.

“We are planning to attack an SS rank dungeon soon, and we will try to bring Yoo Seodam to it. After that… it is you and your SS rank power’s role.”

“…” At the other person's words, Yoo Haram hardened his expression and nodded his head. The thought that he didn’t want to do it had disappeared. His head was currently full of thoughts about how to kill Yoo Seodam.

* * *

There was one fact that Aracelli Rinekal overlooked. That was, even if the ‘time axis’ stayed normal when she was moving at the same time as Yoo Seodam, the ‘space axis' would stay misaligned.

“Hey, Aracelli. You need to go serve Young Master’s breakfast again today.”

"Yes…" She took a deep breath as she put on her maid's robe. Then, when she was ready, she opened the door of her room. A mansion of enormous size, reminiscent of a giant castle, filled Aracelli's field of vision as soon as she went out. It was the residence of Duke Alleroden, the greatest magician on the continent as well as his family. It was said that Alleroden was an archmage who had reached the 7th circle and there were only seven such archmages in the entire continent.

And in this place, Aracelli was acting as Duke Alleroden's youngest son, Mazellion's maid.

Who is Mazellion Alleroden? He was the only one in the whole family who had no talent for magic whatsoever. He was famous for spending his days indulging himself in the embrace of women, partying and spending his family fortune.

What about his appearance? His appearance, which was fat enough to say that his body weighed about 0.2 tons, instinctively caused disgust to everyone who saw it.

However, one day, he suddenly changed. He stopped indulging himself in the comfort of women, started to accumulate fortune, never held a party anymore and started to be generous with all of subordinates, and after losing weight, his beauty began to shine!

Is that all? Of course not! Mazellion, who was well-known for not having any magical talent, suddenly awakened his 4th circle at the age of 20. He even started to take interest in the affairs of the state. It was such an amazing change that made people wonder if the current him and the past him were really the same person.

However, Aracelli knew the truth since she had experienced similar cases like this before.

The current Mazellion was not really ‘the same person'.

‘Is it someone reincarnated…?' She sighed and went to wake up Mazellion, the youngest master of the Alleroden family, and perhaps the ‘protagonist' of this world.

"Young Master, please have your breakfast.”

Aracelli had become a maid for no longer than a week, but it wasn't difficult for her to adapt. After all, she was experienced in blending with the world's customs with her quick-wit.

"Come in." She went into Mazellion's room with the other maids in tow carrying a tray of meals. Mazellion, who just woke up, brushes his bushy hair back with his fingers.

“Oh my gosh…”

"How can he be so handsome…"

Other maids blushed at the spectacle. But Aracelli only looked at him with indifference. Even if he was handsome, he couldn’t rival her Professor.

"Oh, it’s you Aracelli…”

"…Yes."

For another person, it might look like Mazellion was such a good person as he, as a young master, remembered the face of his maid. However, the truth was far from it. He only remembered Aracelli’s face.

“It feels good to see your face in the morning. What's on the menu today?”

“Are you asking because you really do not know?”

The faces of the other maids turned pale in response to Aracelli's thorny answer, but Mazellion only laughed out loud.

“Haha, it’s still fun to ask!”

As he got up from the bed, she walked over to Aracelli and asked. “I have seen your magic. As long as you become my wife, you will rise in status and will be allowed to study magic as much as you want. How about it? Won't you be mine?"

His words were soft and alluring. It was a proposal which would be accepted by anyone else. Afterall, the young master of the world's most famous magician household wants to get married, what kind of woman will refuse?

"No…." As Aracelli bowed her head, Mazellion muttered, ‘Ah… Now I want you more' and smirked.

‘Professor, please come sooner… Or else… Or else… I will hurt someone!' Aracelli shuddered and grimaced. Aracelli felt depressed at the thought that this journey had been quite twisted from the start.