Chapter 591 – Robes and Cores

000

Thinking that the rustling noises continued to come from Sasha’s room, Leila and Cleon were talking about something while standing in the hallway in front of her room.

She asks Cleon, who is already ready to leave, and Lila asks if it would be better for her to be with her today, but she replies that it would be safer with Sasha today.

The black robe seemed to be made of a little special cloth, and although it was a light material, it had excellent properties of absorbing light, so it seemed that it would be almost invisible when hiding in the dark.

Lyla shrugged her shoulders at her Cleon, then spread her spell over it, sparkling the tips of her fingers her, and she lightly cast a few enchantments.

For a while, the black cloak that shimmered and gave off light slowly diminished as if absorbing even that light, and then returned to its original jet-black appearance.

“This is enough.”

“Thank you, Leila. I will also ask you what I said earlier.”

When Cleon says that, Layla laughs and puts her arms around her, and she talks to Cleon.

“Well, if you have that much work, it would be better for me to stay in the workshop without going out, but… Bare-mouthed?”

“Ugh…”

Cleon reacts as if she is being stabbed a little to Layla’s attitude when she speaks in a cruel manner.

“Yes.”

Then, towards Cleon, Lila pushed her face-cheek out her and tapped it with her finger her.

“I think this is going to be eaten very cheaply. As for the request fee for the head of the academy’s magic department. Is it not?”

Seeing her eyes smiling at Cleon while smiling, Cleon looked around her for a moment.

Sasha in her own room to get her ready her, Emma and Amelia in her living room her. Quon is in the kitchen.

After making sure no one was around, Cleon kissed Layla on the cheek as she wished.

After making sure that the soft touch touched her lips her and then left, Layla and Cleon looked at each other for a moment—and the silence was broken as Layla’s side she gave out a ‘pu-ha’ first and then burst into laughter.

“Why, why?”

“No no. It doesn’t matter. In the house, if other people see it, there won’t be any problems. But it’s a little fun to look around.”

Isn’t that level of skinship normal? She says, but Cleon thinks that she needs to be a little more careful as she recalls what happened earlier.

Lyla was still asleep at the time, so she did n’t seem to have any idea what had happened, but she did know that the three semi-dignified sisters had come and fixed her Cleon’s arm her.

“Oh, and I also contacted Artis. They say you can reach Asteris this evening. Then tomorrow, let’s go back to her – Kanon.”

“Are you okay? Attis is also hostile to the regressors…”

Concerned about her Cleon her, Layla shrugged her shoulders once more and nodded her head as if to tell her not to worry.

“It’s okay. That aristocratic lady… Fleur is coming with you. It’s no different from coming here escorted by a powerful local aristocrat. It must be safer than escorts of most adventurers.”

“Then I’m glad, but…”

Watching Cleon react with some reassurance to her own words, Leila patted Cleon’s back with her hand.

“Before worrying about others, Cleon cares more about himself first. Because he can’t even suddenly collapse like yesterday. Got it?”

“Ah. That won’t happen anymore.”

She fell down twice in a row while going out with the party members, thinking it was a disqualification as the party leader, but she was lucky that they were there.

“Then. See you again in the evening~”

Layla waved her hand as she said that, and then headed towards her own studio.

Cleon looked at her from behind for a moment, then the door to Sasha’s room behind her slid open and her face her came out.

“Hey, over there. I’m ready… Are you done talking with Mr. Cleon and Mr. Layla?”

“Yes. Then, before we go, let’s do this too.”

Saying that, Cleon handed her the black robe she had been holding in her hand for a while.

“The black robe… Is it for camouflage?”

When I gently unfolded the robe I was holding in her hand her, it did n’t look like it was new because there was a slight fray at the end.

It might be better to say that it is an old item used by someone else.

Even so, it wouldn’t be at the antique level.

Cleon nodded at Sasha’s question and answered her question with her wry smile.

“Right. It’s something I used when I started my adventurer job… I rarely use it now. I’m tall, and the size doesn’t fit…”

“K, the thing Cleon used when he was an adventurer…”

Hearing such an explanation, for some reason, the old-looking robe gave off the illusion that it smelled good.

“Still, it is true that I have saved my life several times thanks to that robe. For example, when raiding a village of goblins at night- … Huh? Sasha?”

As she recalls her memories of her childhood experiences her and the things she learned there, as she tries to put them into her mouth her, Cleon suddenly buries her face in the grove she is holding in her hand her. See

It sounded like I sniffed … And rang her nose her, but maybe it was because of my mood.

“Ew. Ah ha ha I’m sorry!”

But Sasha quickly raises her face, and she scratches her head while laughing coyly.

Seeing that, what popped into Cleon’s head was Sasha’s line her, which he had never heard before.

[Cleon’s robe… It smells a bit… Ah, mu, of course I’ll use it! Instead, wash separately from next time…]

“Cool…!”

Seeing Cleon coughing almost bloody while being tormented by a nonexistent, self-created memory, Sasha examines his expression her in surprise.

“Gwa, are you okay, Mr. Cleon!? Suddenly, such a painful cough!?”

Are you sure your arm isn’t fully healed?! Should I call Mr. Quon!? In response to Sasha’s reaction her, a good child who worries about him, Cleon realizes that he cannot easily recover from his own mental weakness his, even though he thinks that something like his imagination his a moment ago will probably not happen.

“Ah, it’s okay. It’s a kind of seizure from Cleon.”

Galatea, who materialized before she knew it, smiled mischievously and patted Cleon’s back her to reassure Sasha.

“Is that so? If that’s the case, I’m glad… No, can I say that seizures are fortunate… Umm…”

After hearing the story of Cleon and Galatea, Sasha wraps her head around her and begins to ponder.

Seeing the attitude of the two somewhat similar, Galatea eventually crossed her arms and looked at the two as if full of energy.

001

The melted floor, the outer part of the wall that was torn to shreds, and, chopped up, the neglected trash.

Only some humans know that the ashes scattered around it were originally ‘humans’.

It was yesterday that I contacted the government and told them not to let the general public enter the site.

Cleon and Sasha passed through the alleys guarded by the officials and looked behind the scenes of the fight.

Yesterday, Cleon passed out here, so we failed to follow their trail, but today, ‘Hunter Sasha’, a master of tracking, and Ruben, ‘Goddess of the Hunt’, are with us.

With their help, even if only ashes were left in this place, I could follow the flow of everything that was invisible to my eyes.

“Here, yesterday, Mr. Cleon, along with Mr. Layla, fought against assassins called Yeomma…”

Sasha looked around with a bow on her back and a pouch on her waist.

Seeing her ears her twitch every time she took a step, Ruben inside of her seemed to be feeling something in her too.

“Ah. I also took a look at it using the hunter’s imprint… But I couldn’t see it well. I’m sure there is something.”

While Cleon said that, the imprint in his eyes his glowed, but all he could see was a hazy, white lump of disorganized energy.

With such a core, it seemed impossible to track down the demons.

“What do you think? Can you see something?”

In response to Cleon’s question, Sasha stood in the center of the place where the fight had taken place and she took a deep breath and closed her eyes.

For a moment, time passes as if not even the sound of breathing echoes in that space.

And a little later, when she opened her eyes again, her eyes were illuminated by the imprint of a hunter that was shining brighter than ever before.

Her ears are tucked in, her tail her snug, down and attached to her ass her.

Watching her seem to be focusing all her attention on her eyes her, Cleon watched the progress with her slightly surprised face-

After about 30 seconds-seeing her face her start to turn red, she looked a little concerned.

“…Sasha?”

Cleon calls for her, but the situation seems to not hear her at all.

What should she do, she wonders if it is better to stop her, but her Galatea hanging from her waist her opens her mouth.

[For now, how about just watching? Sasha should know better about imprinting.]

“… Is that too? “

For Galatea, who rarely makes remarks that acknowledge others, Cleon felt a kind of growth.

“Puha!”

And after that, Sasha lets out her breath with a loud voice.

As she looks around her, wiping her red face and the sweat from her brow, she rushes over to Cleon and she talks.

“Sasha. It’s ok?”

“? Yes. It’s okay. More than that, I think I’ve found something like Mr. Cleon said.”

“Already? Well done!”

For her performance her in finding her clues faster than she thought, Cleon unknowingly raised her voice her to praise her.

“Ehehe, is that so? Lou, Ruben-sama told me to do this, so I did as he told me… / Well, thanks to this body! I don’t think it’s bad to give her compliments while petting her her ears or tail her, Cleon-sama!”

As she spoke, her ears her pricked up and her tone her changed, and it was not difficult to see that it was an outward remark from Ruben.

“I, really. Ruben! For now, it’s first to report what we’ve confirmed! / Yes, I know. What. Thanks to the strong use of your imprint, I can come out and talk like this.”

She looked at Sasha and Ruben, who seemed to be playing two roles, and Cleon was quietly waiting for Sasha to talk. Sasha looked at Cleon with an apologetic look.

“I’m sorry, I’ll report you right now. First of all, what we found was not a trace of the normal flow of magical power–should I say it’s a kind of fragment? It’s a darker, muddy core of magical power.”

“That’s what I saw as an engraving, so maybe it’s the same…”

When Cleon said that, Sasha nodded her head.

“However, if there is a difference between when I saw it and when Mr. Cleon saw it-/ It is that we can read even the movement of the core. There is a ‘will’ in the core. Mr Cleon. If you are Cleon-sama, you already know what a mass of magical power equipped with will is called, right?”

Ruben again intercepts Sasha’s explanation on the way and speaks.

Then, Cleon listened to her explanation of her, kept his mouth shut for a while, pondered over something, then opened his mouth.

“…Soul… Is it? …Could it be that the souls of the demons we defeated yesterday remain in place without returning to the spirit vein?”

It couldn’t help but be a bit bothered by Cleon.

It was the other side that attacked, and it was the other side that chose to die.

Of course, they didn’t stop even though they knew that their lives would be taken away in the process of incapacitating them, but even so, they wouldn’t have wanted them to suffer after they died.

“Originally, the soul was absorbed into the spirit vein and then disintegrated into magical power… However, if the soul is not absorbed into the spirit vein, it will become the culprit behind creating organs on the spot.”

“Yes, as you said. But don’t worry. The soul here is- / The soul here is not a complete soul, but a part of it. Already, the original soul has been torn to shreds and no longer maintains its original state.”

“The soul is torn to shreds…?”

When Cleon tilts her head, saying that this is the first time he has heard such an explanation, Sasha, who took Ruben’s turn this time, nods her head and replies again.

“Yes. The soul is torn to shreds when something the soul suffers unbearably… The result of a ritual, or a magical action. …So, only a part of the soul returns to the spirit vein, and the unusable part remains on the ground. Truly, it is abandoned. In the flow of the world.”

– Said Ruben. When I passed the ball to Ruben, I heard a snort from inside Sasha.

“…Then. In other words. Did the yeomma guys thoroughly prepare from the beginning to the end so that they would not be treated properly even after they died? …”

The method itself may be the correct answer.

After a person dies, the soul remains in its place, and it is said that it sometimes takes a while for it to be absorbed into the spirit vein.

In the meantime, take time to think about the lingering feelings in this world.

Necromancers who can communicate with spirits also get information from those spirits.

If the spirits of the members of the Enma remained in this world, their secrets could be leaked through them.

“…To prevent such a thing, some kind of measure… I guess. Of course. Then the soul…”

It’s not difficult to find out what happens to a soul that doesn’t reach the spirit core and gets out of flow.

“… It must be as Cleon-sama thinks. So, the souls here are already remnants that do not function properly. But… It’s possible to use those scraps to go after them.”

“Is there a way?”

When Cleon asked Ruben a question, Ruben nodded and took out a small arrowhead from his bag.

The arrowhead was engraved with a spell that summoned a phantom wolf created by Ruben.

“If the information the souls have is small, all you have to do is unite more souls with common characteristics. If one person’s soul isn’t enough, 10 people aren’t enough, and if 10 people aren’t enough, even more.”

There was a kind of confidence in Ruben’s eyes when he said that.

In other words, gather all the souls of Yeomma, unite them, and get the information there.

If there’s no other way- that’s one of the unavoidable means.

Cleon had no choice but to nod.

“…Then I’ll ask you. I guess I’ll have to look a bit more to see where the demons are dying. There are places that bother me.”

“Well. Then, let’s feed the spirits of the demons as much as this guy has. Khuhu. It’s been a long time since I went out with Cleon-sama~”

As if he was excited about it, Ruben released the wolf’s vision from the arrowhead.

“…I wish I could find the hideout of the demon with this…”

Cleon silently sent his condolences to those who could not find peace even in death, and then made a firm resolution with his fist her.