Trapped in Another World With No Magic

Chapter 132: A Bit of Polish

When Rikuto and Daniel arrived in the Castle of Mornistae, their perspective was a sudden magic circle appearing beneath their feet, a blinding flash of light, and in Daniel's case, arriving in a strange place when the light finally faded. For Rikuto, the only additional step was meeting with Ryukana to receive her gifts prior to the arrival.

For anyone standing in the ritual room, however, it seems that the spectacle is a great deal more magical than anyone could imagine. A great deal of mana was gathered into the air above the ritual circle, building into a powerful and ethereal core that burst into the heavens to call in a request to the gods themselves, in hopes that they might answer with sending an otherworlder to assist with Zenkon's most dire problems.

The answer from the Divine Realm returned with just as much of a splendorous and divine tableau. Glowing mana of various colors seems to roll away from the epicenter of the spell circle like a heavy fog.

When the air clears enough, Rikuto's heart tightens. He was afraid of what would happen if the spell were to falter, but he only now realizes the true gravity of what he has done.

He has taken responsibility for and completed a ritual that pulls a person from another world.

Assuming it went the same as his own summoning, Ryukana the goddess would have verified that the chosen person accepts. During this time, the summoned individual is bestowed with magic and specific powers unique to them even in the world of Zenkon.

If it goes like Daniel, however, the person arrives in the world with no magic and never spoke to the goddess. That person would be akin to a kidnapping victim.

Now, seated on her knees in the middle of the ritual circle, is another apparent American with fair skin, golden blonde hair in a ponytail, mahogany-brown eyes, and a large backpack decked out with camping equipment.

In fact, she looks like a hiker, with obvious brown leather boots, all kinds of equipment tied to her bag, denim shorts and a lightly sweat-stained blue tee shirt.

Feeding into Rikuto's fears, her eyes are as wide as saucers as they adjust to the dim lighting, and she scans the room briefly.

Yaulander stands up suddenly with a boisterous exclamation of victory. "Ahhh! You did it! Amazing! Look at her! She looks so very foreign, and yet, truly heaven-sent!"

She flinches with a start at the Grand Prince's joy, and she asks frantically, "Co się dzieje!? Gdzie ja jestem!?"

This catches Rikuto off guard, and Yaulander asks, "What was that? What did she say?"

"I... I don't know."

"You don't know? Didn't she come from your world?"

Rikuto nods. He asks in English, "[Excuse me? Do you understand me?]"

The young woman looks between him and the Grand Prince, asking with the same panic in her voice, "Kim wy jesteście?! Jak się tu dostałam!?"

She's of European descent; that much is clear. And, the camping equipment she has all belongs to the modern age. He doesn't see anything especially alien to him from the year he left. However, he doesn't recognize the language she's using. If he had to guess, he would eliminate French and Spanish, since it doesn't sound like what little he knows of those, but there are still a lot of options remaining that he can't eliminate for certain.

Yaulander's impatience gets the better of him, and he marches proudly towards her. "Listen to me! You are a Divine Summon brought to our world to-..."

He is cut off when the blonde whips out a canister from a holster on her belt. It's about the size of an energy drink can with a looped handle and a pushbutton on top, as well as a nozzle pointed directly at the golden-haired Grand Prince. The young woman quickly scans the room, springing to her feet. She snarls at the Grand Prince, aiming the canister at anyone who moves closer to her, "Nie zbliżaj się, słyszysz!?"