Chapter 377 – The Spirits of Paracelsus (2)

“Where do I begin to explain…”

“From scratch! Do it from the beginning, junior!”

Fei, who had covered her nose with a tissue, jumped up with a snoring sound. Of course, in order not to repeat the same mistake, while holding his chest with one hand.

“… Senior Fay. Aren’t they getting bigger these days?”

“Isn’t it swollen rather than enlarged? My junior has been touching me every day lately.”

“No way. I hope it can’t be… There, me?”

When no one was around, he would stick his hand into Faye’s chest as if he’d forgotten a snack, so there’s a possibility.

Then the more you touch it, the bigger it gets… ?

For a moment, he tilted his head while looking at Fei’s chest. Iris and Elisha also started begging for information about the dungeon, as if other people were curious about it as well.

“You! Rather, what did you just say? Did you say artificial spirits?”

“Why did you say that alchemists study spirits? Master, don’t be the only one who knows, let us know too.”

After saying that, Iris sneakily approached. Maybe he’s trying to do a little bit of aegyo, but…

Unfortunately, the seats on either side of me were already occupied by Carla and Fay. And Iris was approaching from Karla’s side.

“That’s it.”

“Swimming?”

Iris stopped approaching her and caught her forehead in her outstretched arm. The owner of her arm… Kara warned in an extremely solemn voice.

“The seat next to the master is my seat as the only slave. Iris-sama, find another place.”

“What… ?”

Iris, with a bewildered expression, looked up at Carla. She is smiling brightly as usual. But it was her face that showed her stubbornness to never yield.

Carla raised her snot at the fact that now she was my only slave. She hesitated for a long time, wondering if she wasn’t confident that she could overcome such a carla, and finally looked back at her.

Toward the place where her self and her disciple, Elisha, are.

“Ha… Master too. If you’re going to do it, you should’ve gone to both sides of Fay.”

Elisha sighs and lifts Iris out of the hold. And then I put her on my back.

… Not lifted She put it on her shoulder like a bag of rice.

Iris, on the other hand, clung to it without much complaint, but she started to urge again.

“Ruler! Then, master, now explain again! An artificial spirit, what the hell are you talking about!”

A calm voice as if nothing had happened. But since her body is honest, she glances at Carla and closes her eyes tightly as her gaze is about to meet.

Are you a child…

She smiled and nodded her head.

“Good. It’s close here, but there’s still some time before we get there, so it should be fine. Well, first of all, after Paracelsus made the Philosopher’s Stone…”

After Paracelsus created the Philosopher’s Stone, one of the three great destinations of alchemy, he set his sights on the other two destinations, the Elixir and the Homunculus.

In particular, he started his research by targeting the homunculus first, and in the process started researching artificial spirits, thinking that spirits were more perfect bodies than humans.

Of course, the Elementalist at the time. In particular, if the research results were discovered by the elves, it was sure to be a big problem, so I secretly studied it…

He died before the research was completed.

The workshop left alone is also quietly sleeping… At the end of the War of the Gods, the turbid forces of unity accidentally discovered it.

As a result of the defense system trying to protect the defense and the monsters trying to break through and occupy it.

It was regarded as a major battlefield and became a completely sealed dungeon… Simply explained.

“That’s why on the ground, monsters and golems of turbid unity are fighting, and various traps and imperfect spirits appear in the workshop.”

“Well, something like that… Actually, when Paracelsus made the Philosopher’s Stone, he said he was over 100 years old.”

“Amazing. Aside from why the spirit’s body was considered a perfect body, isn’t it said that creating an imperfect spirit had its own results?”

Fei nodded bewilderedly, and Iris admired.

Then, as if she suddenly felt something strange, Iris began to struggle. As she cautiously lowered her from her shoulder, Iris clung to her upper body.

Unlike Fay, she has no obstructions, so her close-up looks like a cicada.

“By the way, master. Didn’t Alfheim know of the dungeon’s existence for quite some time and periodically collect spirit stones? Didn’t she know that it was Paracelsus’ workshop?”

“Huh. The only place Alfheim explored was the outer part of the workshop. It was used as a storage for spirit stones, and the place where unsuccessful works were abandoned.”

“Clinker… Abandoning…”

Iris frowned as if she was worried about something. But. Unlike Elisha, Iris, who had lived since before the Great War, would not be far away from the spirits.

“For starters, imperfect spirits have no self-consciousness. If there was, there wouldn’t have been getting caught up in the dungeon’s loop and regenerating.”

“Ah.”

Yes. Even if you encounter a loop in a loop-type dungeon, the memories of the invaders will not be erased.

It’s a monster, it’s part of the dungeon under the protection of the evil god… Because it was the cause of the dungeon in the first place, it repeats the loop together.

Other intelligences do not get caught in the loop. At most, to the extent of going back to the place you first entered.

However, the spirits in this dungeon are regenerated every time you loop. Like monsters or surrounding terrain.

“You, Iris, know best what that means, right?”

“… It takes the form of a spirit and has spirit-like abilities, but it means that it is a simple mass of power without a soul.”

“Answer. This is my guess, but maybe Paracelsus had the same problem as Fafnir.”

One was reached through magic and the other through alchemy, but even creating the body must have been successful.

However, self-awareness did not develop properly in the body that was created that way.

“Paracelsus’ ultimate goal was to create spirits belonging to the continent of Eurelia, not to the spirit realm. That’s why they’ll often have properties that are slightly different from the existing spirits we know.”

“If it’s another attribute, what are you talking about?”

“Normally, spirits in the spirit realm have a lot of overlap with elemental magic in terms of attributes, don’t they?”

“It is. Spirits are a race where the forces of nature have gained bodies and consciousness, and elemental magic… It’s magic that tries to imitate nature.”

“Huh. However, the spirit of Paracelsus has a bit of an unusual attribute, probably because it was artificially born.”

For example, the Spirit of Emotion. Joy, anger and sorrow do not exist in nature, but are found in people.

“Aside from that, there are spirits of luck, spirits of space, and spirits of fantasy, but most of them deal with unusual powers, but their combat abilities themselves aren’t very good, so don’t worry… Huh?”

“This… Profit… Hey it…”

Iris suddenly shuddered. At the same time, he poked his soft cheek and asked.

“What? Why are you suddenly like this, Iris?”

“This is not a spirit!”

“To.”

Suddenly, Iris, extremely furious, started jumping up and down as if she was doing Sky Kong Kong.

It’s an act that can’t overcome anger, but… In many ways, it compares to Fei.

For now, I decided to calmly appease Iris.

“This is not a spirit. What do you mean, Iris?”

“Luck? Emotion? Space? Fantasy? How can that be a spirit, Master!”

“Well. Isn’t that strange?”

Is it because non-attribute spirits often pop up when looking at old fantasy novels? It’s a fairly familiar setup to me.

Well, it doesn’t seem like it to Iris, who was born and raised on the continent of Eurelia.

“Isn’t that strange! What on earth is part of nature? Aren’t they all born from human perception! Emotions come from people, and isn’t it someone’s perception that luck is also judged as luck! Everything else is the same! It is not the structure that makes up the world, but the world that humans have cut!”

“I guess so. But what does that matter?”

“Yeah… !”

“Aren’t people also part of nature?”

“… Yes?”

Iris paused for a moment. After organizing what to say in my head, I calmly continued.

“People are also one of the life forms that live in this world. There is no reason not to belong to nature. And above all… Didn’t you, Iris, think the same and try to replace elemental magic with elemental magic?”

“!!!”

Is the power of spirits the power of nature? Then, what is the difference between magic and magic? Are these two really similar, but unrelated?

Iris of the past gave an answer at the end of these thoughts. She believed what she or she wanted to believe was the answer.

That there is no difference between the two Nature with human hands… I can realize spirit power.

However, it seemed that the current Iris couldn’t even believe the conclusion she had reached, whether it was because of her long-standing failure or for some other reason.

So when I pointed out this part, Iris kept her mouth shut with a shocked expression.

After that, she continued to contemplate without running around, and as if everyone was considerate of Iris, she quietly moved her steps.

… Except for the ignorant Fay.

“Huh, junior? The golem that is fighting on the ground and the research journal that will be in the workshop…”

“… I’ll give you everything, Fei-senpai, so please be quiet for now.”

“Suck!”

It wasn’t long before Fay came into view as she walked with Fay, who had her hand over her mouth.

They were Alfheim’s guards guarding the dungeon.

Has it finally arrived?