Isekai Mahou wa Okureteru!

night. A painting of the Empire, illuminated by the thin lights of the moon and the stars, was surrounded by unnatural silence.

Without a minute's gap, the nervously perfectly cobbled ground joins the walls of a red and beautiful brick dwelling, an upstream section of the Imperial Capital at night. The blunt glow of the moonlight licks the cobblestone, and the red brick walls that sank in the darkness are more and more as if they were red rust, and every single one of the buildings is bigger, due to the fact that it is built because of it, this time of night, which also deepens, makes the feeling of compression particularly pronounced over the unpopular loneliness.

Far enough from being a wooden building or a boneless stone city where such ordinary citizens live. So one man was cornered by two darknesses: a tall shadow and a tall shadow.

"You guys! You think you can just do this to me!?

A man yelling at the werewolves with the momentum to fly bubbles from the corner of his mouth. Even the Empire weaves a coat made of popular tailors, smelling all over gold and self-consciousness, but now there's no room for anything that's supposed to back it up.

That should be it, too. Behind the man, who yelled to shake off the agony of searing himself, because he fell down powerless, as the men's escort-like men buried themselves on the ground paved with cobblestone.

"Ku, someone! Anybody else? Anyone! Help me!!

The man screams arrogantly, but has no voice to return. Only that transverse voice passes between two shadows standing in front of a man.

Eventually, when there is no more remnants of the anger, one of the shadows, the tall one with a black robe together, denies the man's actions.

"Nobody's coming. No matter how much you scream, no one can hear you."

"If so, silly...... No matter how many alleys you can come from, in the middle of an empire like this, no one will notice..."

Can you be wolfish by words that incite anxiety? A man can't contain chest noise even though he knows there can't be a long shadow whisper.

And the shadow words were right. No matter how much you scream to deny it, the lookout gendarmes don't even show up. All the screams and conversations of men, it's as if the darkness behind the two of them is taking away.

A man who yells and scatters, keeping his uncoverable agony intact.

"Why are you doing this to me!

"You don't need to know that."

Two people leaning against a man to match the words of a long shadow.

"Hold on! Why don't you guys hire me? I'll give you as much money as you want."

"- Hmm?"

"There's a man who just wants me to erase him! What do you say? I think I'll start with a hundred Imperial Coins. That's not a hundred pieces for both of us, is it? Hundreds per person!

A man who carries such a deal for himself. To that statement, the shadow of a short shadow trembles small. This seems to have eaten up, yes the man laughs dammit, but it is the shadow of the long length that answered.

"A hundred pieces of gold is once again quite a breakthrough."

"Sure! But that's all you're worth! You stunned my escort in an instant!

"It was a weak escort"

"Not at all. He says he's paying a lot of money to hire him, but he can't use it when it matters. You are different in that respect. Whatever it is, it's the Empire that has cornered me so far."

A man who affirms the words of a long shadow and, in praise, takes to pull up a fishing needle. And then I decided this was where I was pulling up,

"What do you say? I don't suppose that's a bad story?

Did you think I was bored? do it, and create an unpleasant grin that makes you feel sticky.

But the man's expected voice did not return. As a small shadow denies a man's words, he approaches silently.

"Hey, why! Hundred pieces of gold per person, you're breaking it."

"Sure. But..."

For the first time the voice of the lower shadow I heard was much younger. A man waits breathlessly for that unique voice to say something that a child of his age still doesn't know if he's a man or a woman.

"... what's wrong?"

"You said"

"There's something I want you to erase."

"What's wrong with that? There would be one or two of those who want everyone to disappear, wouldn't there? I don't know whose offer it is, but I guess this is how you're trying to harm me because you and I have such thoughts in the background. What do you say? If your forehead is disgusting earlier, you can put it up more..."

A man never spoke the end of the word. A small shadow that a man is now trying to cage has unleashed a terrible wave of hatred.

A man froze his exhale for a while, and...

"... that one, I won't let him do it"

"-!? You guys! No way it belongs to that man's hand!? No, I didn't think you..."

"You don't have to talk about it. - Do it."

It blocks the words of a man who is about to notice something, and a long shadow lays down his life in a small shadow. Then the little shadow immediately discredits its will and begins to whine the spell.

"- Darkness. Thou hast made the book of nothingness, and hath wrapped my enemies, and sunk them within. And whosoever withholds his shallow desire, let him be captivated in his book. Orgo, Lucula, Lagua, Secunto, Rabbieral, Bay Baron......"

A magical spell is spun from the mouth of a small shadow. To hear that chant, the magic of darkness that everyone fears. But the key word cannot be uttered in the part where the key word is supposed to be uttered, and instead the words are spinned as if they are not familiar. It's not a meaningless word, no, it's like a rough outside roar, and after that...

"Giving Becomes Evil Than Receiving (Darkness Torment)"

Words that can be uttered. Moments later, when I wondered if the darkness around the girl had shown an incredible statue of twirling in the dark, the magic surrounding that darkness swelled up at once, trying to mimic it in the direction indicated by the kneaded hand, twitching - the two shadows, the moonlight, the starlight and everything disappeared from the man's eyes.

"Stop - damn, ahhhhhhhhh!!

The screams playing sad were swallowed vainly by the darkness.

Eventually, the long shadow says quietly when he sees the body of a man freed from darkness crumble into cobblestones.

"Let's go."

"... Yes"

And two shadows that disappear. On its departure, the unnaturally darkened book and silence can also disappear.

In the alley of the upstream section, only the blink of starlight and the moon floating in the sky gave a white peek into its face.