Chapter 41 – Mixed Race

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A dimensional door that suddenly opened in the garden of the Gortian Mansion.

The one who walked out from beyond was Quon, who had managed to pass through while holding on to Iona and Cleon.

Both of them were dragged on the ground with painful expressions on their faces.

When the dimensional gate closes at the right time, Quon first checks the condition of the two.

“Sasha! Lila!”

Two people running to the sound calling them urgently.

When Lila, realizing that the situation is unusual, comes closer and examines the two.

“The functions of the whole body have significantly deteriorated… ! What happened?”

Then, I will tell you what happened while meeting the regressors.

In particular, the core of Tio’s sword and the barrier that spread there.

No matter how you think about it, that was the cause of the strange physical condition of the two people.

Lyla’s eyes widened at the fact that the regressor had the core of the sword, and the activated object at that.

“Those guys… Where did you get that stuff. Did they intend to use it to neutralize it if Cleon turned against them…”

Although he clicks her tongue and puts his hand on Cleon’s upper body, he tries to restore her body’s functions by injecting her magical energy.

Don’t like the heart

“I-Iona-san seems to be in a lot of pain too, is it okay?”

Sasha told Layla, worried about Iona grabbing her hair by Cleon’s side.

“Because Cleon is a magic swordsman, I understand that it is because he is strongly connected to Galatea. But… Iona Chevalier. You…”

Same situation as Cleon. No, it was more than that.

In the case of Cleon, the deterioration of the magic sword was feedback as it was and affected him.

Iona’s body itself reacted with rejection, and her mana was rapidly depleting, as if she was slowly drying up and dying.

“Io, take me to the medicine bath in her bathroom! We have to stop her magical power from disappearing somehow!”

“Yes!”

When Lila tells Sasha, Sasha lightly puts Iona on her back and runs into her mansion.

“What about Cleon?”

“This is a problem with the sword. If we don’t do something about Galatea…”

Saying that, Lyla stretched out her hand for the magic sword Cleon was holding.

Dismissed! Galatea rejects it with a spark.

“Rejection reaction…? The sword tries to fill its own depletion from her master, and anything else…”

Lila quickly turns her head.

She couldn’t help but click her tongue.

The only one who can control the demonic sword in this state is, after all, only the owner, Cleon.

However, Cleon was also affected by Galatea and was unable to properly control his body.

Then, Cleon reached out and grabbed Lyla’s arm.

“Cleon! Give her Galatea the full power of her magic! So she can regain control of herself!”

Layla proposes to Cleon, but Cleon shakes her head.

“…In my bag… A black scroll… To Galatea…”

“The Black Scroll…?”

Then Quon quickly goes through Cleon’s bag next to him and takes out the scroll he said.

When I handed it to Layla, Layla’s eyes widened as she checked the text inside.

“This… From the academy… !? And this sentence belongs to the Enforcement Division!”

“Ah… I sneaked it in…”

At Cleon’s words, Layla turns on the magic poem and checks the contents of her scroll.

A so-called ‘Gwanghwa Scroll’ that injects a large amount of mana into the target and forcibly causes them to run out of control.

Its use and production were prohibited.

“Kuh…!”

Layla quickly activates the magic of the scroll and injects magic into Galatea.

At first, she showed a rejection reaction, but she gradually accepted the magic and began to calm down.

Cleon’s breathing gradually stabilized.

“…That’s ridiculous. When did you get a scroll like this?”

At Lyla’s words, Cleon stays quiet for a while before talking.

“It’s an item that the Enforcement Division that controlled Alvein had. Perhaps, he was planning to use it to run Alvein’s holy sword out of control if he was at a disadvantage.”

“Is Galatea okay?”

Quon expresses an obvious question.

Layla nods and looks back and forth between the scroll and Galatea.

“It was used to replenish the large amount of magic power lost when the core of the sword stopped.”

Saying that, Leila let out a sigh of relief after confirming that Cleon’s body functions were slowly recovering.

“Originally, if you pour more water into a balloon that is filled with water, it will burst, but now Galatea is a deflated balloon.”

Quon nodded as if he understood, and used a healing spell on Cleon in case anything happened.

“But it’s just a makeshift measure. Galatea’s core is probably damaged too. We need to give her a little rest.”

“I know. What about Iona?”

Cleon tries to raise his upper body, but Quon grabs it and puts it on his lap.

When the whole body lost strength for a while at the soft feeling, he maintained that posture as if there was nothing he could do about it.

“Iona’s situation is more serious than you. First, she soaked in a medicinal bath to prevent her condition from getting worse…”

“I have something to say with her. About her identity…”

Quon and Lyla met their eyes.

They also had questions about Iona’s condition.

“Certainly. The fact that she was affected by the core of the sword, which is normally ineffective against humans, must be proof that she is not an ordinary human.”

“But then, does she mean that Mr. Iona is also a hero or a magic swordsman? The sword she carries seems ordinary.”

“…No. Maybe she’s…”

Then the next moment. Quadang! Then the door of the mansion opens again and someone walks out.

“Now, wait a minute, Iona-san!”

“Ha ha… Kuh… “

Iona walks toward the place where the three of them are with a flushed face.

“What are you doing! If you calmly enter the medicinal bath, it will be a little easier!”

“…No, there is a better way.

Iona, who said so to Layla, who was worried and angry at the same time, came closer to Cleon, who was in Quon’s arms.

“Excuse me.”

With those words, he snatched Cleon’s lips.

“Oh…!”

It was Sasha who made the noise.

Layla and Quon could not stop her sudden action.

All she could do was watch as Iona, who couldn’t move properly, tried her best to mix her tongue with Cleon.

Seconds passed, maybe even minutes.

In the midst of quietly watching the violent action continue.

Iona took a deep breath and removed her face.

Leila, who was looking at her with a slightly dazed expression, dripping saliva that dripped down her chin, suddenly regained consciousness.

Then, turn on the magical light and check Iona’s physical condition.

It was to confirm that she was recovering quickly.

“What, what? What did you do?”

Lila, who doesn’t understand English.

According to the magic theory he knew, there was no corresponding part.

Iona sighed and wiped her chin.

“I absorbed a little of Cleon’s magic sword. If I do that, the power of the holy sword within me will forcibly activate the defense mechanism and reactivate the stopped function.”

And Iona, who puts her hand on her chest and says as if confirming that her heart is beating properly.

“The power of the holy sword… ? Then, after all, you… “

“Warrior…?”

At Quon’s words, Iona fell silent for a moment, then shook her head.

“No. I’m not a hero. I’m… A holy sword.”

Lyla and Quon widen their eyes at those words. And Sasha.

“A holy sword…? Then, like Galatea-san, can you transform into a human form?”

At Sasha’s words, Iona put on a worried expression for a moment.

Then, as if resigned, he stood up from his seat.

“Would you like to talk inside for a bit?”

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Speaking of a place where everyone could get around and talk, it was, of course, the drawing room of the mansion.

After everyone sat down, what Iona did first.

It was to show oneself to everyone.

Relax your whole body and focus your mind.

Her body was bathed in white light.

Everyone frowns slightly, waiting for the light to disappear.

There, Iona’s figure is nowhere to be found.

It features silver blades and beautiful red jewels adorned on its cross guard.

Only the beautiful longsword was floating in the air.

Everyone’s eyes widened.

The energy felt there was similar to the holy sword that Alban carried before.

In other words, this sword in front of me—

[Holy Sword… Chevalier]

Iona’s voice echoed from her shapeless mouth.

After a while, Iona returned to her original human form and quietly looked back at everyone.

Sasha and Quon seemed innocently surprised.

Leila narrowed her eyes and felt something was wrong.

And Cleon with an expression that seemed to be expected to some extent.

Iona took a deep breath and opened her mouth.

“Once again, let me introduce myself. My name is Iona Chevalier. I am a Royal Knight belonging to an intelligence agency under direct control of the Royal Family… And a special strategic weapon.”

“…A special strategic weapon?”

As Quon repeated the words, Lyla opened her mouth.

“It’s a name used in kingdoms to classify holy swords and demonic swords. In other words, the kingdom treats her as a holy sword.”

Iona nodded at Lyla’s explanation.

However, Layla herself had an expression that she still had doubts.

“But strangely, I’ve never heard of a knighthood being given to a holy sword.”

“That’s because I’m half human.”

Lyla’s eyes widen at Iona’s words.

Perhaps, among all of them, she was the only one who realized the meaning of the words.

“I was born as a mixed blood of a ‘Holy Sword’ and a ‘Human’ in the kingdom’s laboratory. My father was a ‘hero’ who was the contractor for the Holy Sword. My mother was his ‘Holy Sword’.”

“Hey, wait. That’s it…”

When Quon grabbed his head in confusion, Sasha’s eyes turned to Galatea, who was leaning next to Cleon.

“Iona-san’s mother was also able to transform into a human form.”

At those words, Iona nodded.

“Any holy sword that has been awakened after completing a formal contract can take on a human form on its own. The same goes for demonic swords.”

Iona closed her eyes for a moment and seemed to recall the past.

“Researchers in the kingdom started testing whether it is possible to crossbreed a human and a holy sword in that the structure of a humanized holy sword is almost the same as that of a human.”

“Experiment…”

Lila frowned slightly.

Scholars were people who could change inhumanely out of curiosity or desire for knowledge.

Layla frowned because of the self-loathing that came after thinking about what she would have been like if she had been in the same position.

“Because it was clear that if the child was born between the two had both the power of a hero and the power of a holy sword, it would be a tremendous force for the kingdom.”

The hero and the holy sword are two in one.

If one of them disappears, the power of the other does not work properly.

If both powers are contained in one body.

It was a perfect savior, and it also meant the birth of a weapon.

“My father, who was also a knight of the kingdom at the time, got along with my mother with the thought of thinking about his country. I don’t know if there was affection between the two.”

Their faces don’t come to mind very much.

I haven’t seen him since I was born, except when I was very young.

“After dozens or hundreds of experiments, I was conceived. And I was born after a normal period of time.”

It is said that it was a long experiment that lasted three years.

The environment, conditions, physical condition, and magical objects placed around it.

As they changed all of these one by one, the two mixed their bodies.

And it is said that the sight was all seen by the researchers.

“The baby born under such difficulties… Didn’t live up to their expectations. The power of the holy sword certainly continued to some extent, but the important thing is that half of them were ordinary humans.”

According to their expectations, the baby to be born should have both the holy sword and the power of a hero.

But Iona didn’t.

Half a holy sword. Half human.

Although it had the function of a holy sword, only a small amount of holy magic was usable.

Although her body was a bit stronger than a human’s, she couldn’t get out of that frame.

It has a lifespan and also ages.

The experiment was a failure.

The mixed blood of a holy sword and a hero could not be born.

“The lab was shut down. I was separated from my mother and father. I was a stain on them.”

Had it been there, it might have been disposed of. Iona mocked herself.

“The one who took me away was Talchek, who was investigating something in the kingdom. That was 10 years ago.”

“…Yes?”

At those words, Sasha looked at Iona.

“Hey, Mr. Iona. Excuse me, but your age…”

“Ah. I’m 15. I was only 5 when the lab closed.”

Sasha is shocked.

And quietly looked down at his own body.

“…Are you all right?”

“It’s okay, it’s okay. So? What happened after that?”

At Lyla’s urging, Iona thought a little before opening her mouth.

“After being trained by my father, I became an engineer for the intelligence agency he belonged to…”

After that, everyone knows the story.

After helping Talchek to work, he came to this city this time.

“Why did Talcheck take you away?”

Cleon’s question.

The Talcheck he knew hated children and wasn’t the type to be interested in childrearing.

“My father said. If you’re half-human but half-sword, you should train yourself to be the best swordsman in the world.”

“…”

A claim that can only be heard by force.

But who can defeat his claim by force?

None of the people around him would have been able to stop Talcheck.

Maybe even Iona’s parents.

“…Swords and humans can make children. That means… Cleon can also impregnate Galatea?”

Saying that, Lila looked back at Cleon.

Those eyes were shining with curiosity somewhere.

“Are you thinking of having me do the same experiment after hearing the story?”

“Ah, no. I just said it because there’s a possibility. That’s great~ A child could be born between the two of you.”

Lila turns her head as if stabbed.

Quon seemed to be a bit complicated.

“This is my truth. I had no intention of faking it. I just thought that revealing it would not do you any good.”

Iona bowed her head as she said sorry.

Until now, everyone who knew who he was was both surprised and disgusted.

Man and sword.

A hybrid of two beings that can never be mixed.

A sword that was born without parental love, was abandoned, and was forged after being picked up.

A boy named Cleon, whose name he often heard from his father.

`I have no talent. He’s definitely going to grow up.’

Said his father.

A ‘magical swordsman’ who is the opposite of himself, who is half a holy sword.

I thought maybe we could understand each other.

I didn’t want to imagine being looked down upon by him like everyone else.

Iona’s gaze turned to Cleon.

Cleon looked at her with the same eyes as before.

“…Now what?”

“I knew that the regressors were related to the Marquis. And that they were plotting something outrageous.”

“Resurrection of the Seasonal Beast…”

What kind of disaster would happen if the beast of prey were resurrected as Maxwell said?

No one here could know for sure.

“Once I return to the city, I will report this to my father.”

At Iona’s words, Cleon nodded.

Although the connection between the Marquis Hughes and the regressor cannot be physically proven yet.

These are the words of Iona, her foster daughter. Talcheck will also trust you.

“I…”

“You take a day off. That’s fine for Galatea to fully function. And there’s work to be done.”

As Cleon tries to get up, Layla stops him.

“… What to do? Rest?”

“Well. It’s like taking a break for you.”

When Cleon tilted her head, Layla let out a sigh of relief.

002

In the end, Cleon was asked by Layla to spend the day at her mansion her.

Watch her stay in her own room until dark.

I felt her body her tingling, but I saw Galatea still healing herself with a soft glow.

She just couldn’t seem to get away from her.

It was also true that her mind was complicated.

Iona’s identity.

Intention to uncheck.

Tio with the regressor.

The core of the sword.

It was a night when the sun had already passed the horizon.

That time when I was about to turn off the magic lamp and lay down on the bed.

I heard the sound of the door opening.

“…”

Is it Sasha again? Or is it Luti?

When she quietly raises her body to carry her into her bed …

Rubera stood there with an expression of disapproval.

What she wore was a black suit that clung to her whole body.

Cleon could barely tell that it was the attendant’s frilled skirt or coat of her.

Her face was slightly frowned, and she covered her body her, revealing the outline of her breasts her and important places.

I stood in front of Cleon.

“…Lyla Flamewatch sent me.”

“Lyla?”

As she pressed her shame to death, she explained why she wanted to blend her body her with Cleon and her her purpose her.

Cleon listened to it all and thought for a moment while covering her head her.

“I… Don’t mind. Are you okay?”

“… They say there’s no other way. It can’t be helped.”

Saying that, she leaned the barisada on her back against the wall of the room and climbed onto the bed.

“Kuh…”

Her face her flushed red and cold sweat broke out as she looked down at Cleon.

“Now, let’s begin. Cleon.”

It was to offer her own body her to Cleon.