Chapter 819 – Last Wish (Middle)

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In order not to disturb Kuon, Cleon and Tokoyo moved their location to the inside of the main temple instead of where the ceremony was taking place.

Leaving behind Noctis and Aisha, who still seem to be amazed by the surrounding scenery, Cleon stands close to each other, facing each other, as Tokoyo speaks.

“Well… First, I don’t know what will happen. I will put a barrier around the main hall and those two people.”

As she said that, she put her hand in and out of her arms, and her fingers were holding her amulet with red letters scrawled on a white background.

When I waved my hand, the talisman, which must have been a piece of light paper, flew so quickly through the air that I was wondering what principle it was flying in a straight line, as if it were a shuriken or a shuriken, and landed on the ground near where Aisha and Noctis were standing. It stuck.

Wow! When they think that a good sound is heard, the magic flowing from the amulet instantly surrounds them, creating a translucent film.

This is the barrier of Great Priestess Tokoyo, who is recognized by everyone as the strongest barrier priest in Asteris.

Tokoyo said that she was confident that even if an entire house fell on top of it, it would not break.

“It’s safe with this!”

When Noctis cried out in relief, Tokoyo looked at her for a moment and answered by scratching her head.

“Well, if Nayuta possesses me with this, since she is also a great shrine maiden, she could break the barrier.”

“… It wasn’t safe!”

After hearing Tokoyo’s words, Noctis immediately responds with a wrinkled face.

Aisha then looks at Cleon and speaks.

＂Are you okay? I am outside the barrier so that I can help you if anything happens…”

“Are you okay. Because Rakshasa does not forcibly take away my body. The only thing that can persuade Nayuta is probably Raksha.”

More than that, because Aisha was a noblewoman, there was a high possibility that she would be attacked by the great shrine maiden Nayuta while she was outside.

“… You have to be careful.”

Aisha listened to Cleon’s answer, and although she had no choice, she nodded her head as if she understood, and had her wait patiently inside the barrier for him.

Then, the last thing left is Tokoyo.

＂… Is it really okay? Tokoyo.”

“Okay. To tell the truth, Kuon is doing a better job as a priestess than me right now. It’s right for me to do this job.”

When Tokoyo smiled and spoke in a somewhat self-deprecating manner, Cleon suddenly realized her discomfort and did not say anything for a while.

However, looking at Cleon like that, Tokoyo shrugged her shoulders and spoke to Cleon as if she was forcing herself to continue the conversation.

“─Well, I’m ready at any time. What should I do to possess Nayuta’s thoughts?”

＂There is a magic tool prepared by Lila.＂

As Cleon said this, he took out the bag he had put down next to him and showed him the dominant cylinder and the new magic tool attached to the intake port of the cylinder.

It would not be an illusion that it looks like an extremely large injection needle.

“… Wait a minute, it’s not a magic tool, it’s a syringe.”

When Tokoyo said that, her face turning pale, Cleon nodded, probably feeling the same way.

＂Ah… I see.＂

“You sure don’t mean to stab me with that!?”

Since the injection wasn’t that scary or that thick, when Tokoyo took a warning stance and took a stance to run away, Cleon responded as if telling him to calm down.

“Of course. If you puncture a person’s body with something like this, it’s a fatal injury.”

“… Well, I’m glad I have normal sensibilities to that extent. Cleon.”

Did she think of herself as having a similar level of sensitivity as Lila?

Cleon sighed and shook his head, as if he was surprised that this was the image he had of himself.

＂Well, so. So how can I use it?”

“… First, raise your magic power and stand there.”

As Cleon instructed, Tokoyo took a deep breath, brought his hands together to form a triangle, and placed them in front of his chest.

And when she closed her eyes, her magical power slowly activated and a soft green light began to flow around her body.

Cleon didn’t show it, but she couldn’t help but be a little surprised by the amount of magic flowing out of her.

“Tokoyo. “Is this power?”

“Huh? No. It’s not even full power…”

Cleon had no choice but to remain silent for a moment because the amount of magic she was emitting was similar to the amount released when Lila used a somewhat large amount of magic.

With this amount, it can be said to be almost certain that he has much more magical power than Kuon.

As she said, she is also of great shaman blood.

It is also a being that inherits the direct lineage of the shamans who have supported this huge city for thousands of years.

The aptitude for magical power was often passed down through the blood, and unlike muscles, physical abilities, or knowledge trained after birth, when magical organs were trained, children born through blood were often born with strong magical organs.

If the starting point is gradually raised from generation to generation, it is natural that future generations with powerful magical powers will be born.

In the case of Tokoyo, it is a vessel completed by inheriting the hearts of past great shamans who were all created to protect this Asteris.

And equally, she will pass the same on to her children.

At least looking at this, she thought there was no reason for Kuon to feel inferior to her appearance as a shrine maiden.

It cannot be said that everything is determined by the amount of magical power, but if you have overwhelming magical power, you can overcome the gap in the completeness of techniques and techniques.

No, if anything, she would be at a higher level than Kuon.

… But if there is a reason why she says that she is inferior to Kuon-

There is a high probability that it is a failure in magic control that comes from the psychological side.

“Hey, how long do I have to do this?”

When Cleon was thinking about Tokoyo so deeply, Tokoyo was talking to Cleon with her eyes closed.

Then, Cleon is surprised that he had been lost in thought without realizing it, and answers.

“Ah, sorry. I had to think for a moment. “I’ll start right now.”

“Really… Come to your senses, Cleon.”

Cleon sighs softly, thinking he has nothing to say.

Then, holding her modified Dominant Cylinder with both hands, she aimed the tip of her injection needle at her.

＂Eh… Are you really going to stab me with that…?＂

＂Shhh…＂

When Noctis made a similarly fearful face inside the barrier, Aisha thought that if Tokoyo heard such a sound, she might get scared, so she kept Noctis quiet.

However, what happened next was a little different from what Noctis and Aisha expected.

The injection needle of the dominant cylinder gradually gets closer to Tokoyo—

Soon, the moment it touched her body, it went inside as if passing through her skin.

Without any resistance, as if submerged in water.

Even though Cleon had heard the explanation from Lila, he couldn’t help but be a little surprised when it really worked like that.

Now, the Dominant Cylinder is connected to Tokoyo’s magic power through this.

“Okay… Then let’s begin.”

＂Yes.＂

Tokoyo answered like that and nodded his head with a slightly nervous expression.

Cleon slowly presses the back of the dominant cylinder, extracting thoughts from the large amount of magical energy contained within it, and slowly flowing them into Tokoyo.

Little by little, very little by little, I could feel the thoughts disappearing from the cylinder, and at the same time that the magic tool was doing its job properly.

＂Sssssff… Sssss though respectively though…”

Tokoyoga suddenly begins to break out in a cold sweat, a voice coming out of her mouth.

It was a voice like that of a patient enduring pain, so naturally Cleon hesitated.

“… Are you okay? Tokoyo?”

“Ah, not yet. It’s bearable, do it… Don’t worry about me…”

Cleon quietly replied that he understood when she said that, and then succeeded in injecting all the remaining thoughts into her cylinder.

All that remains inside the cylinder are the reverberations of magical power, like an empty shell.

When Cleon carefully pulled the cylinder out of Tokoyo, Tokoyo immediately stumbled back, breathing heavily with her hands clasped on her chest.

＂Haa… Haa… Keueuuuuuinging…!”

Seeing her quite distressed, when Her Cleon tries to get close to her, Tokoyo opens her eyes and speaks to Her Cleon.

“No! Please don’t come closer now…!”

Tokoyo says so, and she is rejecting Cleon’s advances.

In reality, her body had turned into a time bomb with something like hot lava boiling inside.

It felt like if I let my guard down even a little, something bad would tear through my body and come out.

Suppressing it using his own magical power and maintaining his eroding ego as much as possible was a feat that was almost divine.

“My dear… Calm down… There is no one here who can incur your hatred… I am the one who calms your anger… I am the one who takes your anger…”

And, by quietly making a hand sign, Nayuta’s consciousness that was trying to run wild inside of her was slowly calmed down, allowing it to settle into her body.

Then, a slight change occurred in Tokoyo’s body.

The tips of her hair are dyed a slightly darker shade of turquoise than her original green hair –

A small horn, which can be said to be a symbol of a nobleman, was growing from a part of the forehead.

Although these are all magical changes, it cannot be said that the actual body has changed-

Even though Aisha and Noctis were holding their breath, they could not keep their mouths shut as the unprecedented situation of Asteris’ great priestess becoming a noblewoman was unfolding before their eyes.

＂Better… Chal…＂

And, the voice that came out of Tokoyo’s mouth was an overlap between her original voice and someone else’s voice.

When Cleon heard that voice, the Rakshasa reacted loudly, and Cleon, who felt his heart pounding strongly, threw the voice inside himself.

[Is it her?]

[Ah… That’s right. It was so long ago that I last heard it, but I have never forgotten it.]

Cleon nods at his words, then closes and opens his eyes for a moment.

The seal left by Banguidae was still valid, but with it, control of Cleon’s body was safely handed over to Rakshasa.

And – the Rakshasa, who was revived in this world by borrowing Cleon’s body, takes a deep breath and speaks out to Tokoyo – no, Nayuta, who was also revived through her body.

＂… Nayuta…!＂

He calls out the name of his lover, who met his end with him.

Then, as soon as Nayuta, who had been furious and furious inside Tokoyo, heard the Rakshasha’s voice, she instantly calmed down and walked forward with her unsteady steps.

The figure was still Tokoyo, but it was now Nayuta who completely dominated her body.

It was unclear whether Tokoyo lost to Nayuta or whether she voluntarily handed over her body-

She moved her steps so weakly that it wouldn’t be surprising if she fell.

Rakshasa approaches her with her firm steps and holds on to her body.

＂Rakchal… I wanted to see it… ＂

In a tearful voice, she talks to Rakshasa.

“… Ah, me too. Nayuta. Even now, the times I spent with you have become a piece of my soul that has not weathered. Because I know very well that you are more important than all the memories.”

At Rakshasa’s words, Nayuta feels his body heat as she places her head on his chest, as if being held in his arms.

Although they said they borrowed someone else’s body, they could clearly feel each other’s presence.

“There are so many things I want to say. Sorry. Because of me…”

And, when the Rakshasa said that, Nayuta smiled slightly.

After Raksha defeated his brother, the reincarnation person replaced Yaksha and made Raksha the center of his plan, putting him at risk of corruption as well.

To prevent it, Nayuta sacrificed her own body and sealed herself with the Rakshasa to prevent her lover from being tainted by darkness.

“… Ugh. Are you okay? Even if you do that – protect everyone. I wish I could be with you forever. I don’t care.”

And, receiving the apology and gratitude they had never shared before, the two feel the joy of simply being by each other’s side.

The heretic guard and the great shaman of sacrifice have now reunited here, over a thousand years ago.

Even if all fate tried to separate them, the bond of fate bound them together even stronger.