Chapter 344 – Wedge

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To the true Lyla, Cleon slowly explained the situation.

Even because of the will Alexios left behind, the memory of him shouldn’t come back, so he had to hide his identity and name his.

Layla is a bright girl, and she seems to have a rough understanding of who poses a danger.

“That was the flesh the goddess was trying to burn… So, you want to get rid of that monster too, right? Cleon.”

“Yes, that’s right. To be precise, we have to get rid of it… But it would be better to say.”

To put an end to the tragedy that monster brought, and to undo the situation in which the inhabitants were forced to part with their memories.

As expected, the only way to annihilate Alexios could be said to be.

“The way you said… To be honest, I’m a bit uneasy. To subdue the goddess and take her her blood her. In other words, you have to stick with the creator of this world, right?”

“…Right.”

Of course, he was the creator of the realm of banishment in the finale, but it’s not like the title of ‘God’ was attached to it for nothing.

Certainly, even if all the strength of the three people gathered here was combined, it would not be able to reach the strength of one goddess of death.

According to Cleon’s memories of her, most of Ilenu’s powers were the vampire’s powers that she inherited from Wilhelmina right before she fell into this world.

“Anyway, it means that Cleon’s friends have to finish preparing until they come to this world… Alright then, Cleon. Let’s go back to my workshop with me.”

“Is there anything left to do?”

“What are you talking about as blood drips from your head? There is still a little bit of the medicine I made earlier.

At that, Cleon secretly put his hand on his head and closed his mouth as the sticky blood came out.

“De, you’re finally worried about Cleon’s wounds… Lila.”

Emma, ​​too, was fidgeting in the atmosphere where she could n’t help but intervene and she could n’t get her word out about his injury her, but she let out a sigh of relief as if she was glad that Lila had spoken to her first her. Exhaling, he stroked her chest.

“But it’s amazing. Seeing that you don’t faint even after shedding so much blood, maybe the magic swordsman’s body isn’t normal either?”

“Ah. Maybe it’s because the effect of the medicine I took earlier remains. Was it a little too effective for a recovery medicine given to a person?”

As Layla said that, looking at Cleon’s body while turning on her magic poetry of her, she could see that, as she expected, the effect of the restorative potion she had made was holding his consciousness his forcibly.

“This is a bit unexpected effect…”

She talks like she’s interested, but Dyurahan bets her on Lila.

“No, isn’t it dangerous? It’s forcibly waking up a person who is in bad shape to the point of fainting… You don’t even know how damaged the body is.”

“It’s okay. We can fix it now.”

“At least say it’s a cure…”

At Cleon’s words her, Lila giggled, turning her head and snorting at her.

“… I don’t mean to say that I hurt you. In your memories of peeping… Do you think that a guy who does n’t value his body that much deserves ‘treatment’?”

“Ugh…”

To Layla’s words of her, Cleon replied as if he had been stabbed in the face of her.

Certainly, as she said, most of the time Cleon went into battle with the thought that he just needed to get hurt.

Of course, it was the same that he had confidence in Quon’s healing arts, but he thought that hurting himself was better than hurting others.

It can be said that the reason Cleon is able to generate power that is stronger than his real ability or amount of magic power is because he is fighting with such determination.

“You’re not undead, but if you continue fighting like that, you’ll die someday.”

“…I’ll keep that in mind.”

Although Cleon thought it would be better for him to die than for his comrades to die.

Layla’s words weighed heavily on him now that he was experiencing what if he died before his comrades his.

“Looking at you worrying so much, it seems that Richie finally liked the magic swordsman, too?”

“Ha, ha!? It’s not like that, it’s just…”

At Dyurahan’s words her, Layla patted her hand her with her face blushing, then muttered while stretching her tail.

“Sinful magic swordsman. Following the Death Knight, is this a lich?”

“Don’t tease me. I know this guy is kind by nature.”

“That’s right! Laila is a really nice kid even though he’s squeamish on the outside!”

Lila, who heard Cleon and Emma’s words her, spurred on from her seat her as the tips of her hair her burned, as she dyed them even deeper red.

“What are you talking about!?”

Dyurahan looked at Layla and raised her mouth her, and she followed Layla and stood up from her seat her.

“Well, the truth is, I knew from the time you saved me from being buried that I wasn’t a bad person.”

“Well, that’s because I’m interested in it. I don’t want you to get me wrong!”

“Yes, yes.”

After laughing off Layla’s words, Dyurahan’s eyes turned to Cleon.

“Magic Swordsman-kun, go with her Lila, prepare her and her.”

“You?”

At Cleon’s question, Dyurahan looked into the distance for a moment.

The end of that line of sight was neither in the eastern graveyard nor in the western graveyard, but in the middle.

In other words, I was looking at the place where the cathedral is.

“I… I’ll make my own preparations. In order to fight ‘that monster’… It might not be enough just to gather ‘people’s strength’.”

At the story of Wilhelmina who became one with Dullahan – Solina’s body, Cleon had no choice but to nod his head to her.

Right now, she is the one who knows the most about her enemy her, the vampire.

If she didn’t borrow her wisdom, Cleon expected it would be a tough fight.

Like that, Dyurahan left the barracks alone, away from Cleon and his party.

Layla also looked at the back of Dullahan, and she suddenly opened her mouth as if she realized it only then.

“…Come to think of it, the head was attached?”

“Did you just realize…”

“Yeah, because I’ve been thinking about making you a familiar…”

As Layla says, she holds out her hand to Cleon.

“Okay then, let’s go back to the studio too. There’s a lot to prepare, so if we don’t hurry, we won’t be able to make it in time.”

“Yeah. Whoa, there’s no time to rest.”

Cleon stood up from his seat her while holding her hand her.

“Can I help with something?”

She says so, and Emma tries to follow behind Cleon and Layla.

Leila looked at Emma like that and thought about her for a while, then she nodded her head and raised one corner of her mouth.

“Of course! If you are the chief maid, there are things you can entrust.”

‘This is the face when he’s plotting something bad, but that’s…’

Cleon waited for her words, feeling uneasy about Lyla’s attitude to her.

“Go to the Death Knight and tell her what’s going on and that she wants you to help us! If I go, I’m sure they’ll start fighting.”

Come to think of it, I wonder if Beatrix has recovered to her original state by now.

If he escaped the shock of failing to control the demonic sword, he would surely become a powerful ally.

“Oh, and. As for the cat, I mean I can save it again.”

“Cat, you mean? Got it!”

At Layla’s words of her, Cleon gave her a wry smile and waved her hand as if to warn her Emma to be careful.

Just like that, after Emma leaves the barracks too – with only the two of them left now, Layla sighs and looks back at Cleon.

“…Well then, let’s go to the studio too. There are still a lot of mysteries to solve.”

Lila takes a step ahead, putting words like a detective into her mouth her.

Cleon watched her from behind and followed her slowly, matching her stride her.

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Cleon and Layla leave the guard barracks and return to Layla’s workshop.

In front of the shabby hut, there were still traces of fire burning in the magic circle drawn on the ground.

It was probably a trace of the living armor.

“Come to think of it, didn’t I have to retrieve the Living Armor?”

“…Think of it like fighting inside a cathedral, isn’t it rather a hindrance? Rather than using magic to move the Living Armor, it would be better to use magic to do something else.”

At Lyla’s words her, Cleon nodded her head knowingly, and the two entered the studio together.

At Cleon, who was looking around the studio, which was much more messy than when he stopped by earlier, Layla hurriedly tossed the vial containing the liquid.

“This…”

“It’s the medicine that cured you. It’s left over, but the wound on your head will heal with it.”

Cleon stared at the liquid, which changed color in real time while shining in various colors, with a slightly disliked look on her face her.

Soon, as if there was no other way to heal her body her, she closed her eyes and poured the liquid into her mouth her.

When sweet and spicy, hot and cold liquid passes through the tongue and enters the throat of her.

‘Ugh,’ he said in a distressed voice without realizing it.

Gradually, the wound on the head is healed and the body feels light.

The taste and appearance were the worst, but the effect was undoubtedly an excellent medicine.

“If you prepare some of this medicine, the fight will be much easier.”

“I’m sorry, but that’s the end. Ingredients are ingredients.”

At Cleon’s words her, Layla rummaged through her cupboard and seemed to be looking for something of her own her, but then she took out something like a magic book with a red cover.

“Here it is… The Sorceress of Lyla Flamewatch.”

It was a dusty, very worn looking book.

After Lila brushed off the book, she pointed her finger at Cleon to come closer and sit on her couch.

“That book…?”

When her Cleon sat down and asked her a question, Lyla shrugged her shoulders and ran her finger over the cover of her book, she answered.

“I told you. The magic book of Lyla Flamewatch. …In other words, it’s the book I wrote before I lost my memory. Here, all the magic I’ve studied is recorded.”

Was Cleon wearing something like that in his own world as well? She recalls the same.

‘Come to think of it, I think I’ve seen a book with a similar cover…’

“Of course, there are magics that have been researched that can actually be used. There are also magics that are only researched. A typical example is… Magic that uses pure elemental power to manifest… ‘Fire’. “

At her words her, Cleon recalls the magic Layla used in the decisive battle with the Beast.

In order to use that magic, she borrowed from Lutios a scale containing the power of a dragon capable of handling pure elemental power.

In addition to that, the memory of swinging the sword while jumping over it to turn the entire body of the beast into a spell.

Obviously, the Rich Lila in front of her must have also read her own memories of her by reading her memories of her from before.

“It was theoretically established that the power of the dragon was needed to use it. No way, I could get dragon scales if I intertwined with you. But before I lost my memory, I didn’t seem to have met the dragon in your memory.”

“Ruti- the dragon you speak of is guarding a city. It rarely comes out of it. …Probably, you haven’t been to that city in your travels.”

Besides, there probably never would have been for Luti and Cleon to get close again.

Because Cleon leaving Elesia was also one of the conditions for the bifurcated world.

“Yeah… Well, okay. For now, let’s turn this magic on later. What I really wanted to test is this one.”

Lyla said so and flipped through her spell book.

Soon, he opens a page and points with his finger at the magical shapes that are difficult to recognize and the part where technical terms are listed on it.

“Even if you say ‘this way’, it’s hard to recognize.”

“Well, I thought so. But, it’s magic you know. I saw it in your memory.”

As she says that, she snaps her fingers, and the letters on the paper rearrange themselves in a dance of their own.

Only then did Cleon appear as words he could read.

The magic written on top of that magic book is incarnation (avatar) magic.

Namely, one of the sorcerer’s ultimate magics that transforms her own body into a spell, first used by Lyla during her fight her at her academy her.

“Avatar…”

When Cleon nods her head in agreement, Layla looks over the page and talks.

“To tell you the truth, I understand the theory itself of transforming the body into magic, and I can do it as well. If it becomes a problem…”

“It’s impossible to return to the physical body again from magic. I guess.”

“Right. …As expected, you. You are familiar with that magic.”

To Layla’s words, Cleon replied ‘roughly’.

“What is needed to return a magician to a material existence is… ‘Wedge’. But it is not written what the wedge means. Was it that I didn’t know it before, or did I know it, but it wasn’t ‘t a small thing? I don’t know if it will.”

I don’t know if there’s a reason why it’s not less even though I’ve found out.

‘, She muttered.

“…But, there is a ‘hypothesis’. I think that this magical wedge, in other words, refers to an existence that has information that can reconstruct the body of a magician. It would be impossible with a simple tool. What you need to remember is that the body The shape of the soul, the nature of the soul, and intense memories. In other words—”

“An existence that strongly recognizes the very existence of a wizard and can return it as it is.”

At Cleon’s words, Layla nodded.

“…The Lyla Flamewatch in your memory. It used Avatar magic. I think it’s thanks to you.”

“She’s not just me. She had friends and colleagues besides me.”

Quon, Sasha, and even Beatrix. Everyone will be her wedge her.

“…I want to study this magic. If it’s an avatar, I might burn all the flesh the goddess wants to burn.”

“—That’s…”

Cleon could not help but think for a moment about her words.

That flesh is the flesh of a vampire.

There is no way to completely annihilate it except with the power of a vampire.

It was about whether we should talk about that.

“Please, Cleon. You, be my wedge.”

“…What?”

However, Cleon could not help but be embarrassed by her words that followed.

“In this world, the only ones allowed to have emotions are me and other executives. However, it’s impossible to remember who I am as a whole with just that. , There are some limits to having a self and emotions.”

“It’s so emotional that it doesn’t look like that…”

Layla shakes her head at Cleon’s words her.

“Even so, compared to real humans, there are limitations.”

“…Is it.”

Cleon looked at Lila as she nodded in response.

“So, I need your strength. Cleon. Me, if that’s how you perceive me strongly. I’ve already thought of it.”

“What-“

The next moment, the robe Layla was wearing slipped down to the ground.

Inside, she could be seen wearing not-so-cute underwear.

“Layla…?”

When Cleon is taken aback by her sudden action her, Layla goes close to Cleon, and she grabs his hand her and brings it to her chest her.

“Uh, anyway… You did this with Death Knight… And you did it with Lyla Flamewatch in another world…? Now, even if one more person is added…”

As she said that, her hand was as hot as Laila’s, which is difficult to forget.

“Hey, hey, Cleon…! Hug me, and make sure to engrave my existence in your head!”

As if trying to become a heated iron. It was to thrust her own body into Cleon.