Chapter 518 – Solutions and Dialogue

000

After finishing the incident at the brothel to some extent, the party returned to the mansion and gathered in front of the dining table.

In a situation where there is not much time left until the Five Elements Festival, first of all, we decided to solve the problems in front of us one by one, one by one.

Resetting the name of Gonzalez, who transformed into a girl using polymorph magic, was a relatively minor issue later.

More than that, if it was a problem to be solved, it would be Lilim’s cure.

She was waiting for natural healing, but Lila also thought that if she left it as it was, things would change.

The body attracted to the form of the soul.

A body that has regained its memories and adapts to changes in the mind.

The limits of her body her created by her reduced vitality her were trying to revive her inner demonic power her so as not to lead her master to death.

“That is what I was thinking about until recently.”

After hearing Layla’s words, the group’s eyes all look toward the room where Lilim is sleeping.

The door was firmly closed, but I could see that the energy leaking out little by little was turning into dark, thick, and eerie black magic.

“How about performing the previous sealing ceremony again?”

After hearing Lyla’s explanation of her, Quon said so, and Lyla shook her head with her hand on her forehead.

“Perhaps that’s not enough. Without Mercury’s magic formula, it’s possible to completely seal her demonization with Quon’s sealing magic her. Temporarily, it’s possible to stop her demonization from progressing.”

“With that, it’s not enough to hear the story… I guess.”

At Cleon’s words, Layla nods her head.

“Because it will even seal your consciousness… Besides, Mercury’s sealing is also based on removing memories. It’s an inappropriate way to hear information.”

“In other words. Is there a way to reverse her demonization of her without erasing her memories of her…?”

While Cleon was thinking that, she put her hand in her pocket as if she had suddenly remembered something.

There was an Elixir of Degeneration that Cleon hadn’t been able to use – no, he didn’t have to use.

“This…”

When Cleon picks it up and quietly puts it on her desk her, Kuon also opens her eyes wide in surprise.

“What, that? You were going to use it yesterday too, right?”

Leyla asks a question while looking at the elixir of degeneration that Cleon has taken out, and Cleon explains it.

Even if it’s her explanation her, it’s all Cleon knows about her medicine her, but what she’s been told by Darwin when he takes it over.

After hearing her explanation her once, Laila put her hand on her chin for a moment and seemed to be thinking about something about her.

“Can you give me a minute?”

Saying that, Layla held out her hand her, and Cleon handed the small vial.

“Ah. He might be dangerous, so be careful.”

“Don’t worry. Handling drugs like this is my specialty. …By the way, Darwin… You must have left Asteris by now, right?”

Cleon closed his eyes for a moment at Laila’s question, then turned on her magic poem her.

Then, Cleon’s eyes saw a stream of magical power like a silver thread.

“I left a mark for Darwin so he can reach me at any time. Now…”

When Cleon was a bit speechless, Layla tilted her head and asked him a question.

“What’s the matter?”

“No. It’s farther than I thought. …Probably- it’s near the Dragon Mountain Range.”

At Cleon’s words, Sasha blinks her eyes.

“Uh-but, as far as I remember, it takes about three days to get from Asteris to the Dragon Mountains, even if you take a unicorn.”

“Isn’t it because he used magic to go back? He’s working secretly in the East, so I think there must be a means of transportation like that.”

To Sasha’s point, when Amelia answers with a guess, Layla nods her head as if she agrees.

“Well. I’ll arrange that. If you’re not an idiot.”

“Aren’t the regressors a group of fools?”
At Cleon’s words, Layla shut her mouth for a moment, then opened her eyes wide and nodded her head.

“Exactly…”

“This is, first of all, a group of scholars. Their achievements are certainly… Not very commendable.”

Amelia tackles Lyla’s acceptance of her.

“What, what. It’s okay if you can chase her. For her sake her, let’s look at this drug a little bit.”

While saying that, Layla carefully opened the vial, and at the same time, her sour smelled her wafted from inside.

“…Smells like vinegar.”

“Ugh…”

Then, the hair on her wolf ears on top of Sasha’s head her, who was sitting right next to Lila, rises upside down and moves away from Lila.

“Oh, sorry Sasha, does it smell a bit harsh?”

When Lila asked Sasha that question, Sasha shook her head while covering her nose.

“My, the smell is tolerable… But more than that, the moment I open that medicine, it feels like it’s being caught in my heart…”

“…No, isn’t that incredibly dangerous!?”

At her words her, Lila quickly capped her medicine bottle, and Sasha let out a sigh.

“Oh, are you okay? Are you still sick? Shall we check?”

“Cleon! Let’s take him to his room and lay him down!”

When Layla and Quon get up from their seats and wander around next to Sasha, Sasha shakes her hand, embarrassed by the behavior of the two.

“Gwa, are you okay!? It’s because I don’t think I can smell the medicine…!”

When Sasha said that and clenched her fists as if she was in good health, Amelia looked at Sasha a little and tilted her head.

“…Huh? Sasha. Haven’t your ears shrunk in size?”

“Eh?”

As she said that, as Amelia stretched out her fingers to touch Sasha’s beast ear her, Sasha’s body her trembled slightly at the tickling sensation.

However, as Amelia touched her ear with a rather serious expression, she quietly felt the touch—

“Yeah. It’s gotten smaller after all…”

“How do you know…?”

Sasha questions why Amelia knows how her ears she got smaller, but Amelia answers.

“Yeah, I see you often.”

“That’s right.”

Sasha was a little taken aback by the fact that Amelia was looking at her like that, but she was as quiet as Cleon, with her hand on her chin, thinking about something about her.

“… Is it because of the elixir of degeneration? But I didn’t drink it myself, I just smelled it… Sasha.

When Cleon asked Sasha that question, Sasha widened her eyes, imprinted on both of her eyes her, and threw her voice inside of him.

[Lu, Mr. Ruben? Are you okay?]

Then, like an echo, Ruben’s voice returned from inside Sasha.

[Ooh… Not okay at all… That drug weakens my factor in you… Don’t sniff it close again…]

After hearing Ruben’s story, Sasha turned her head to Cleon and spoke.

“It’s not okay, but I think you’re okay… And it has the power to weaken the ‘factor’…”

“Weakening factors…”

As Laila spoke, she twirled the bottle in her hand a little, then stood up.

“Okay. Then, I’ll investigate a bit and tell you if it’s okay to use this on Lilim. No matter how Sasha’s inner spirit is, the smell weakens her condition her, right? It might be dangerous if you drink it yourself.”

Layla’s opinion of her was just right, and no one else in the party objected to it.

“Ah… That sounds good. I’ll ask you, Layla.”

“Leave it to me. If you stay up all night, the analysis of the medicine will take about a day…”

“Bar, let’s not talk on the premise of staying up all night, we…”

Lila waved her hand as if nothing was wrong at Quon’s words of her, who were well aware of her workaholic of her.

“…Then, in the meantime, I’ll find a way to get Galatea and Caliburn back to normal.”

Saying that, Cleon picked up the sword he had leaned against the wall.

Seeing that, Quon also stood up from his seat.

“Well then, I’ll go to the temple today for the shaman’s training… Let’s go together until halfway. Cleon.”

“Can’t we take a day off today?”

Cleon is worried about Quon’s body and talks about it.

In her case her, she is already about 2 months pregnant.

It is of course not good to abuse her body her, but even more so if you are pregnant.

However, to her Cleon’s concern her, she smiled at Cleon as Quon posed to make her her biceps her with one of her arms her as if she could n’t budge.

“It’s okay! As long as the Five Elements system is close, if you don’t become proficient in magic even a little.”

“…You’re not overdoing it, are you?”

“Whoops. Does it look like that?”

Seeing her mischievous grin at Quon, Cleon shuts her mouth for a moment before shaking her head.

“…No. If Quon talks that far, it must be fine. Then, let’s get out soon.”

“Yes!”

Like that, when the two of you are about to leave the living room together-

“Hey, Cleon!”

Behind her, Cleon turns to her as Amelia calls her own name her.

“Hey… Can I go with you…? Continuing from the day before yesterday…”

Does it mean that the day before yesterday meant to return the capital of the East with Amelia?

“I don’t care … Amelia was also working hard yesterday to protect her Sasha, wasn’t it?”

“No problem! It’s not like I was hit directly!”

While saying that, Amelia smiled as if there was no problem.

“Fiat!”

Then, Gonzales approached Amelia from behind and grabbed Amelia’s left arm of hers.

“It hurts!?”

As Amelia stretched out her arms while letting out a scream close to her scream her, Cleon frowned at her.

“…Does it hurt? Arm.”

Apparently, Gonzalez seemed to notice that.

“Ugh… Yes…”

Amelia calmly admits the pain in her own arm her, perhaps deciding that it is impossible to lie to her any longer.

“Where are you sick?”

“Ah, it’s okay, Quon. It’s just like muscle pain…”

No matter how much she strengthened her body her with her magical powers her, she used her thick arms her as a shield again and again.

It must have been harsh on an immature body that had not yet been completed.

And of course, it’s not just the arms that support that weight.

“Pee-it?”

“I’m sorry, my leg hurts too! So please don’t try to touch it, Gonzalez!”

In the end, Amelia sits quietly in a chair after revealing all her painful parts of her.

Seeing Amelia like that, Cleon approached her with a bitter smile as if he couldn’t help it.

Then, with a bit of resentment, she bent her legs as if to bring her eye level with Amelia, whose face was blushing, and spoke.

“…After the date, definitely later. Okay?”

“…Yes, … Four!”

Amelia’s head her went white for a moment at her word date that came out of his mouth her, but she soon nodded her head vigorously.

“Then, Miss Amelia! Think of a new name for Gonzalez with me!”
“No, just leave it to me!”

After hearing Sasha’s request her, Amelia looked back at Gonzalez with Sasha as she rubbed the corners of her mouth that had loosened up a bit.

After looking at them kindly for a while, Cleon left the mansion to visit the blacksmith.

001

“So… The sword became strange, so you came to me to look at it?”

Blacksmith Datta looked at Cleon, who had come to visit him, and brushed his beard her.

“Yes. It’s the first time I’ve seen anything like this… When it comes to swords, I was wondering if you, the blacksmith, could notice something more than me, the swordsman.”

“It’s a simple but not bad idea. If you ask questions about the structure of a sword, not about wielding it.”

Cleon shrugs at his words her and beckons him to come into his workshop his.

The heat inside the studio could be felt even from the outside, but once inside, the heat felt from the furnace is directly transmitted.

I felt as if I had entered a sauna in an instant, and I was out of breath, but I followed Datata and walked into the studio without showing it.

Eyes moving naturally- And, the sheath placed on the workbench.

Looking at the scabbard, he instinctively knew that it was a scabbard for a new sword, inheriting the Talcheck sword he had entrusted to him.

Perhaps he had read Cleon’s gaze of her, he pointed to the scabbard with the tip of his chin and talked.

“Just in time to bring in the finishing materials for the scabbard of your new sword.”

“Then… It must have been a situation where there really wasn’t much left until completion.”

“Yes. A pretty good guy was created. You can look forward to it.”

After saying that to Cleon, who was burning, he put the sheath aside on his workbench and made space.

“Bring it here and see it. I’ll have a look somewhere.”

As if following the words of the blacksmith who said that, when Cleon placed the sword that Galatea and Caliburn had become one on the workbench, he put on the monocle used for burning work and carefully inspected the sword body.

“Hmm…”

Silence flows naturally, and Cleon quietly looks at that data.

Soon, Data takes off his monocle and puts it on the workbench, sweeping his beard once and talking to Cleon.

“I understand the situation. The magic power coordination rate of the two swords is so high that the distinction between beings has collapsed. It’s as if being one body is a normal state.”

Cleon also nodded his head as if agreeing with his words her because he was able to see the same thing that Datta confirmed through the magic poem.

“Have you ever made a humanoid in this state?”

“Ah. When I woke up in the morning, I was in human form. After that, I took the form of a sword. It seems that taking a human form is difficult.”

When he recalls his surprise at seeing Galatea when he woke up, Datta once again raises his voice mixed with deep worry.

“Hmm… Then, that’s evidence that the selves are slowly blending in. Since they can’t clearly define who they are, it must be difficult for them to define their human form as magical bodies.”

It becomes unable to properly determine whether it is ‘Galatea’ or ‘Caliburn’ in its own form, and unnecessary magic power is consumed to maintain its form.

In theory, there seemed to be no error in what Datta said.

“…If the two are completely mixed up, what will happen?”

Thinking that it should be heard for now, when Cleon asked such a question, Datta answered Cleon with an expression as if he was asking something obvious.

“When the egos are completely mixed, the fusion of the cores of the demon sword and the holy sword will occur after that. If you go to that point, it will be irreversible. What will be born after that will be a ‘magic sword’ or a ‘holy sword’… Or, more I don’t know what else it is.”

“…What should I do?”

When Cleon said that, Datta shut her mouth for a moment.

Then she tapped her workbench with her fingers for a moment, then looked up at Cleon and talked.

“Do you want to turn?”

“…”

Hearing Data’s question, Cleon was shocked as if something had hit him in the head.

She didn’t know that word would come out of him – it must have been close to that.

That’s why when she can’t say anything, Da-ta continues her words her.

“I said that I didn’t know what would be born- but my words weren’t enough. Whatever was born, it will be more powerful than any sword I’ve ever seen- no, more powerful than any weapon that exists in the world. It can handle divine magic and black magic at the same time, It will be a sword containing the power to freely manipulate the power of the holy sword and the demonic sword.”

What comes to Cleon’s mind at Datta’s words is the sight of last night’s flash of light strong enough to blow away his wyvern armor her in one blow.

As he said, if the two completely fuse and become one being, they may always be able to handle that power.

For Cleon, who needed strength to fight Adam, that strength might have been attractive.

“Talchek’s disciple. What do you want to do?”

What do you want to do? Such a thing, of course

It was, of course, decided from the beginning.

“I will bring them back to their original state. Galatea and Caliburn are not just swords. … They are precious companions to me.”

Cleon’s straight words, gaze, and burning in his heart his shut his mouth for a while.

And, while sitting in his chair, he speaks.

“Yes… Then it would be right to return it to its original state. If it were you, I thought you would do that.”

“…Did you test it?”

At Cleon’s words his, he wiped his burning beard.

“A test? I don’t deserve that. I just asked you as a blacksmith. Whether you want a ‘stronger sword’ or not, ‘the power to protect your comrades’.”

“…”

“I think it was the latter. You resemble the hero Lesia more than Talchek.”

Cleon blinked at those words, then let out a sigh.

“…How to get it back?”

“There’s nothing special about the method. It’s just that you tell the two inside the sword that you’re not one and realize it.”

“Story…”

At those words, Cleon looked at the sword for a moment.

Not only can the sword not turn into a human form, but the voice cannot be conveyed properly.

How can I convey my voice to them?

Thinking so, while looking at the sword for a while, Datta looked at Cleon for a while before opening her mouth her.

“I see. The magic sword and the holy sword can speak human words, so the definition of ‘talking to a sword’ is different.”

“…What do you mean?”

Cleon’s expression became strange at Datta’s words to her.

And, looking at such Cleon, Datta talks.

“It means exactly as it is said. A sword is a tool by nature. It is natural that it cannot speak and cannot communicate with humans.”

“That’s true, but…”

However, Datta picks up a hammer and talks about her own work her.

“But- we blacksmiths are different. Every time they hold a hammer and strike it, they convey their will to the work. Then, on the contrary, there are times when the work’s will is transmitted to the blacksmith.”

“A normal sword, not a magic or holy sword?”

When Cleon expresses disbelief at Da-ta’s words, Da-ta raises the corner of his mouth her.

“Yes. Of course, hammering is not the cause. …Everything in the world has a will. What is needed to read it is not ‘skill’ or ‘language’, but ‘sincerity’. You, this sword- no , You must have shared your true feelings with your colleagues.”

At Data’s words, Cleon nodded his head.

We talked with Galatea and Caliburn many times without hiding anything from each other.

“Then the language and the form don’t matter. The way to talk with the two will come naturally.”

Saying that, he tapped Cleon’s shoulder to her.

At Datta’s words, Cleon shuts his mouth for a moment and looks at the sword, then grabs it and stands up.

“…Thank you. …I think I know what to do.”

“I see. When the sheath is finished, I will send it to Mr. Herti. You, go ahead and retrieve your comrades.”

Nodding his head at his words her, Cleon left the studio and headed for his lodgings her.

“Your disciple is a lot of work in many ways. Talcheck.”

Saying that, Datta looked at Talchek’s sword that he had put away.

The sword seemed to answer him, quietly shining a pattern like red veins.