Turns Out He Was Just a Wage Slave

"It's you. Where is this?" Sajyou Ayaka saw the culprit who had brought her here—the woman who called herself the goddess Ishtar.

Ishtar said, "My temple. The temple of the goddess of nature and harvest. As long as you pray to me devoutly, I'll bless you with a bountiful harvest next year."

"If you offer me a large number of gemstones, I'll even grant you a goddess's protection. Are you interested in becoming my follower?"

Sajyou Ayaka said, "No. I only want to leave now. If possible, please let me go."

Ishtar said, "No problem! I did force you to come here in the first place. Now that everything has been settled, you can leave whenever you want."

Sajyou Ayaka asked, "Really?"

Ishtar said, "Mm. But first, tell me about the dream you saw."

With a flick of Ishtar's finger, Sajyou Ayaka fell into that muddled state once more.

Ishtar said, "All right. From now on, I ask and you answer. Tell me everything about that man in your dream."

Sajyou Ayaka said, "As you command...!"

Sajyou Ayaka recounted everything from the dream to Ishtar exactly as it had happened.

Ishtar was stunned as she listened. If she had not been certain that Sajyou Ayaka was under her divine spell and lacked sufficient Magic Resistance to resist it, she would have suspected her of spouting nonsense.

At first, what Ishtar heard still seemed fairly normal, but it only grew more and more absurd afterward.

That man had seemingly spanned nearly the entirety of human history. He had survived from the Age of Gods at its most glorious to the modern era, then been summoned as a Heroic Spirit.

Yet the world's records of him were almost "zero." Either someone had deliberately concealed him, or his existence had been as fleeting