Chapter 490 – Imprint and Operations

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“I’m sorry…”

Amelia opened her eyes, groaning in agony at the sensation of something pressing heavily on her body her.

Then, for some reason, what she saw was not her own room her, where she fell asleep early due to her pouring sleep, but a space where only darkness was spreading.

As she recalls the last time she had been to a space like this, Amelia notices that this is not ‘just a dream’.

“Again… Such an illusion?”

On her first night she came to the Orient, and when she heard the secret of the power she possessed in the ruins.

These days, it seems that it has become more common to see scenes like this.

However, this time, if there was something different from other times, it was that even when I looked around, I couldn’t see anyone like I did back then.

A space filled only with truly black and deep darkness.

She could perceive her body properly, but she couldn’t even tell if she was standing on the floor or if she was just floating in the air.

“I can’t feel anyone’s presence… Am I really alone this time…?”

Thinking so, Amelia first thought about what to do until she woke up from this dream-

Sensing that something on her chest was weakly glowing, Amelia draped over her body her and gently lifted the chest of her one-piece dress her.

Of course, when she was a princess, she was forbidden from stretching her clothes by Aurelia, saying that this was against etiquette.

After all, this place is in her dreams her and in her own fantasies her.

Even so, even though she feels like she’s doing something really bad, if you carefully look underneath-

The wounds were gone now, and the crystal fragments were not protruding, where the seal of Cleon’s rule was engraved.

The first time she was hurt, the imprint she was able to take over from Rubera to heal the wound.

It was this imprint that saved her life, which could have continued to deteriorate.

The inscription flashed and flashed repeatedly, emitting a faint purple light, but Amelia felt that the inscription had changed a little.

“The colors… Are getting fainter than before. The patterns are getting shorter…”

Worried that her own eyes might be mistaken, Amelia rubs her own eyes with her hand and takes another look.

It was clearer than before that the color had become lighter and was slowly disappearing like paint.

In addition, as the length of the pattern consisting of multiple lines, which had been complicatedly intertwined, became shorter-

If she went on like this, she could tell that the Cleon’s pattern was about to disappear from her body.

“Why… Why… “

When Amelia noticed it, and tried to rub the pattern on her stomach, she suddenly felt a sharp pain run through the area.

[Detection of depriving elements of the magic power control function due to external factors. Element removal according to factor activation is in progress.]

And what she hears is a mysterious voice that comes from within her herself.

Somehow, it was similar to Amelia’s own voice hers, but it was a very mechanical and cold voice that lacked humanity.

It was an incomprehensible statement, although the usual Amelia would not have known what it meant.

For some reason, Amelia now could understand the meaning of the sentence, and she couldn’t help but be shocked.

“Now, wait a minute! Cleon didn’t imprint me to control my body or use my power! This was just for the purpose of my treatment!”

Amelia’s desperate voice her —then the next moment the voice from before echoed again.

[Warning. This imprint always keeps a certain amount of dark magic in the body of the subject. This phenomenon will adversely affect the magic factor of this object.]

“A bad effect… What the hell…”

[Many adverse effects to be expected. Most notably, an increase in unconscious dependence on the entity that bears the imprint. As a result, the obsession with the object is also expected to increase.]

Then, after hearing the story, Amelia thought for a while … And then tilted her head and asked the question again toward the voice of her.

“Uh… ──Is that a problem?”

[…

Amelia’s answer her, no matter how many voices in her head her she had n’t expected, was that she shut her mouth for a moment and made no sound.

After a little silence passes between the two, the voice in my head continues talking again.

[Correction. The object already seen had feelings beyond ‘affinity’ towards the owner of the imprint. Therefore, it is expected that the deepening of unconscious emotions does not correspond to the side effects of imprinting. In slang, ‘a state of being in love’]

“Who, who fell in love!? I just think of Cleon as a precious colleague, and… As an irreplaceable person who has saved me time and time again!”

She had the valuable experience of tackling her own voice her, but she knew that no matter how desperately she tried to retort her her, she was n’t very convincing.

[Advice. In this state, the body condition of the subject is detected as a possibility that it is weakened by ‘love disease’, not because of the imprint. Therefore, in order to prioritize the safety of the individual’s body, this personality will give advice for ‘dating idiots’.]

“Dating… Crappy…?”

Could it be that you are talking about yourself?
Obviously, Amelia herself is still 10 years old, and since she was living in the tower of confinement, she has never experienced dating, but she is at an age where she can love the very thing called “Romance,” And she is a flower -like girl.

She could not bear to hear such a story from the voice in her head, which she would not know if anyone else did.

“What the hell is that! If people are listening… I don’t know why I’m using my voice, but show your face!”

Amelia gets angry with a rare loud voice.

Then, the surrounding space slowly changes its shape.

The dark space is a slightly flashy yet inorganic bedroom.

Previously, the tower of confinement had been converted into a room where Amelia was staying.

“Here…”

“I accepted the object’s proposal and gave my personality a temporary ‘avatar’.”

Amelia tries to look around her, but this time she turns around when she hears her voice her coming from directly behind-

There, Amelia, who looked exactly like Amelia-no, like her reflection in a mirror, stood expressionless and stared at Amelia.

She said, “Even in the ruins, she had the experience of coming face-to-face with herself… Again…”

“The object and the actual personality are separate beings. As the existence of Amelia begins to draw out the power of the magic control factor, it is a part of the personality created to coordinate that power.”

Seeing the other self still talking mechanically, Amelia sighed.

“…Why is this room?”

“Because this is the space where Amelia Chaldearis hides everything she does n’t want to hear from others. This is the ‘deepest part of her self’ of her. It is the ‘prison’ of Amelia Chaldearis’ consciousness of her .”

“…Prison.”

That’s all, Amelia thought, biting her lower lip.

“So… You mean, to be precise, my separate personality… Which was dormant within the factor so that I could use my powers well?”

“Accurate.”

Another Amelia nodded at Amelia’s words her.

“It’s just something I wouldn’t have been able to understand normally, but it’s strangely understandable because it’s related to me…”

“Information about me also exists inside you. As a trigger to bring it out, this conversation is just what I need.”

Amelia seemed to be thinking about something a little bit at her words of her, but she nodded her head as if she understood.

“Let’s continue the story from before. Amelia Chaldearis. If you want to accept Cleon’s imprint, you need to remove the current imprint anyway.”

“Uh, why? I don’t have to worry about the side effects…”

At Amelia’s words her, she shook her head and slid down the chest of the avatar made of Amelia’s mirror image, revealing the same imprint as Amelia’s her.

It was a copy of Amelia’s current body of her, so her imprint of her was also fading and about to disappear, just like we saw earlier.

“Because this is not ours in the first place.”

“──.”

At her words her, Amelia had no choice but to shut her mouth for a moment.

“You should know. This was originally inscribed by Cleon for her Lubera her. However, in order to heal the wounds of her original entity, she hurriedly yielded her own her to us.”

“…”

Amelia understands her words her.

“It’s not the imprint prepared for ‘us’ in the first place, so it’s judged that it causes an inappropriate reaction even if it’s in this body.”

“And. I see… That part was the blind spot!”

In other words, her sister her inherited her sister’s underwear her and wore it, but the size did not fit her still unfinished body her – such a case.

Amelia readily understood and nodded her head loudly.

“…About the metaphors made in the head of this entity are quite commonplace. I don’t understand where such knowledge came from.”

“That. It’s okay…! The important thing is that this imprint is borrowed from Rubera, and it does n’t fit my body her… But, if this imprint disappears, Cleon and I… “

As Amelia becomes her worried face her and puts on a dark expression, another Amelia crosses her arms and talks quietly while looking at her.

“I don’t understand why he is so concerned about that part. Why is he so obsessed with the imprint with Cleon?

“…That’s… But.”

Another Amelia restrains the human part as much as possible and makes a judgment based on the given situation and information.

Her judgment was that even if Amelia did not have his imprint her, Cleon’s attitude towards her her would not change one bit.

Still, it was difficult for Amelia, another Amelia, to understand why she was so obsessed with the imprint.

“In addition. If this is present, you cannot receive a new imprint from it. It is judged that it is correct for this individual to receive an imprint for this individual.”

“I-to get an imprint for me…”

Amelia was startedled by another story of her own, and then she noticed her blushing her.

What passed through her mind was the love affair between Ruba and Cleon.

And, she was the act of Cleon and herself as adults that she had seen in her dreams of her.

“Uh, you have to do things like that with Cleon, isn’t it…?”

“Yes. To receive the stamp of dominance, you need sex. You need to accept his semen her.”

“Three!?”

“It’s sex. Sexual intercourse. Mating. Sexual act. Sexual intercourse. Either way is fine.”

She must have been able to put those words into her mouth without shame because emotions don’t exist, but Amelia Zhu’s personality made her feel dizzy.

“Yeah, but. Cleon doesn’t look at me like that…! With Cleon like that, three… Three… Uh…”

Three, three … Amelia tries to put the words into her mouth her, but gives up.

“Sure. He’s a grown man and says he has a lot of range on defense, but he’s not perverse enough to do the act with us, 10-year-olds.”

“That’s not possible! If you can’t get Cleon’s imprint, erasing it now is the opposite!”

As Amelia crossed her arms in front of her own face, her subpersonal her Amelia let out a sigh.

“There. It’s time to use the newly acquired power. The main character. When the object fought the huge composite number at that time. It used itself as a magical medium to use power.”

“That, was that… ?”

“Think about it carefully. At that time, we were different from you now, at least in our late teens. At that level, even if compared to Lyla Flamewatch or Sanacia, I couldn’t lose. Rather, it was a splendid enough to compete with Quon. Body.”

Amelia, who heard the story, blinked her eyes blankly for a moment, then realized the meaning of what she was saying and jumped up behind her.

“Th-That’s the power of a Saint Princess to protect everyone!? Using that to do something like that with Cleon…!”

“Strictly speaking, what happened was created by humans. No such duty exists for us.”

At another of Amelia’s words her, Amelia put her hand on her cheek her as her face her turned red.

Her face her seemed to be burning from the temperature of her hot cheeks her.

“Besides. Don’t you think this is an opportunity?”

“Chance…?”

“Yes. Cleon is always worried about us, but that’s why our romantic feelings are not fulfilled. And, we strongly engraved our existence into Cleon, and we love him in the sense of romance, not just ‘a girl’. It is to instill an image of ‘the girl who is doing it’.”

Another Amelia spoke like a tempting demon.

“But… Would even Cleon do something like that with me in my grown-up form…? If he knew it was me on the inside, he would surely be rejected…”

As if afraid of her rejection her, Amelia, a little downcast, crouched over her as if to embrace her own arms her.

Another Amelia came up to her and put her hand her on her shoulder her.

“I have thought about the method. What remains is to ride on that plan. Or to wait for the imprint to be deleted.

“…”

Then, her other self of her, who had been stretched out in front of her own her, quietly looked at her outstretched hand of her. Was to catch it.

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“Huh.”

At that moment, Amelia wakes up from her dream of her.

Since Cleon seldom returned, she rubs her eyes, remembering that she fell asleep while waiting.

“…Wasn’t that just a simple dream…?”

Amelia said that while examining the imprint of Cleon under her own clothes her.

As I had seen in my dream, the color, shape, and size of the imprint were diminishing as if they were about to disappear.

“Yes…”

Amelia sees it, nods her head, and takes a few deep breaths.

And if she uses her own body as a medium to control her powers her as she did before, in her ruins her, if she puts on a switch-

Digging, her body her was wrapped in intense light, and the girl’s body grew into a woman’s body within it.

Long limbs, and hair.

As the childlike parts of her fell away, her full-fledged face and bulging breasts.

After a while, when the light fades, Amelia gets up from her seat and looks at the full-length mirror installed in her room her, her raised gaze a little awkward.

If she used her power her like this, the clothes she was wearing could also be reconstructed with magical energy, and her dress her was also enlarged to fit her body size her.

“…This is me as an adult…”

How much time did she need to grow like this, and what else did she have to do in the process?

It would not be so wrong to feel as if she skipped the whole process.

In her head her, Amelia imagines herself and her Cleon her walking side by side.

As an adult, Amelia is tall, and she is a bit shorter than Cleon.

Certainly, when the two of them walk down the street together, they will look like a matching pair.

When she thinks of that, she involuntarily turns her mouth upwards and smiles shyly.

But suddenly, looking at her face, I felt like something was missing.

“…Ah!”

Realizing that it was the ‘make-up’ that a lady of hers would do as a part of her culture of her, Amelia crossed her arms and tilted her head.

Not to mention when she was living in the Tower of Confinement, she had no opportunity to learn or try makeup on her own.

“…What should I do…”

After all, it would be better to ask someone, but since both Layla and Kuon also wore minimal makeup, it was a bit…

Besides, even if I asked in this form, I felt like I would be rejected for some reason.

Then, Amelia heard a commotion in the living room.

“… Looks like Cleon is back.”

Then, as she was about to leave the room to meet him, she looked in the mirror again.

After shaking her head, her magic her is released and she returns to her original form.

‘The only way to properly show that figure to Cleon… Is after the preparations are complete.’

[That’s it.]

The voice that seemed to be coming from inside her head made her Amelia stop her feet for a moment.

With her steps lighter than usual for some reason, she headed for the living room.