Chapter 527 – Side Story – Passing the Wedding Invitation (6)

The circulating life widened its eyes.

“This… !”

Then, after looking at the five-colored sphere that Iris had created for a while, she let out a deep sigh.

“I don’t know what it is.”

“Yes?”

“Really. I have no idea what the hell Iris came up with. “I am only certain that I sense a scent similar to a spirit from this unknown power.”

“Huh…”

What on earth did you make, Iris?

When I glanced at Iris, I saw that she was looking at her Elemental Burst while hiccuping, as if she herself was dumbfounded.

The strange silence that fell like that. But this didn’t last long. Because Fay raised her hand in a confused voice.

“Uh, over there… I think I know a little bit about what it is… ?”

“Is that true? Of course, I’m not disparaging you. “I didn’t live in vain to listen to the words of the greatest alchemist of this era, a man who could become an apostle of steel that can clash as many times as he wants.”

“Yes?! “Can I become an apostle of Crashing Steel?!”

“If you want.”

Fei is startled but still doesn’t stop. Yes. Fei’s abilities are at a level that doesn’t need to be said any more… Whether or not you accept the clashing steel is a completely different question.

Although the problem has been resolved now, hasn’t Fae hated the dwarves and their tight-knit, blacksmith-supremacist society since childhood?

Naturally, the way you look at the clashing steel is also bound to be crooked. It’s not for nothing that I didn’t receive any protection from H&A.

To those who don’t like it. To be precise, the protection given to someone who has no intention of accepting God is nothing more or less than a simple waste of power.

If Fei hadn’t heard of her situation from her father and seen him risk his life to help her for the last time, she wouldn’t have been able to obtain the blessings she has now.

I asked while lightly patting Fei’s back, who was still shaken.

“So? Senior Fay. You said you had something to point out, right? “What is it?”

“Yes. This is just a guess on my part… You know, junior, right? “I’ve been looking through Paracelsus’ research journals lately to make the Philosopher’s Stone.”

“Tongue, the Philosopher’s Stone?! Did you get Paracelsus’ research log?!”

The life circulating behind him jumped up, spewing out the tea he was drinking, but it wasn’t that important. Iris, who was right next to me, was lifting her tiptoes and wiping the corner of her mouth, so it must be okay.

“Paracelsus’ last research was related to artificial spirits. I did a little research to see if there were any clues related to the Philosopher’s Stone… Ugh. “If I understand correctly, spirits are not living things?”

“It’s not a living thing. “They say you have some intelligence and will, and that’s it.”

I’ve never seen it in person, and I don’t know much about it because spirits are a very small thing in H&A. I don’t know, but I remember that it didn’t deviate much from the basic image of a spirit that I know.

“It has intelligence and will, but it is not a living thing. That’s right…”

“All spirits are phenomena and alter egos.”

“Yes?”

The circulating life that had managed to get its body back together thanks to Iris spoke for Fay. But what does this mean?

“That’s literally it. All spirits are clones of one gigantic being, and are phenomena emitted by that being. Although they each have their own intelligence and will, they are not born normally. “As the goddess of life, I can guarantee this.”

“I-I didn’t know…”

Iris, who had mastered elemental magic until 300 years ago, stuttered in a shaky voice. Then, the circulating life gently stroked Iris’ head.

“Well, at that time, Iris was only a mid-level magician and a mid-level elementalist. “There would have been no way to know the secrets of the spirit world.”

“…”

However, Iris’s expression became glum after hearing “You were such a slob”. It’s cute, so let’s leave it like this for a while.

While I was catching Iris, who trudged over and buried her forehead in my chest, the circulating life continued to speak.

“From ancient times, spirit contracts were the exclusive domain of elves. Of course, there were spiritists from other races as well… “They clearly lag behind the elves in terms of number and quality.”

“That’s right! Unlike humans who try to change everything to their liking, dwarves who melt everything they see and hit it with a hammer, or beastmen who hunt and watch anything that moves, they live a life closest to nature and have a good compatibility with spirits, which are the power of nature itself. “There was a horse!”

Iona, as someone from an ancient era and an academy professor, recite false rumors about now-forgotten spirits. But this was immediately denied.

“That’s not it. “It’s a very old and representative illusion, but spirits don’t really care about that.”

“To?”

“In fact, there is a big difference between the nature we think of and the nature the spirits think of. For example, don’t you think cutting down trees and hunting animals indiscriminately is an act that harms nature?”

“Okay… Right?”

For the first time in a long time, Iona was in the position of being taught rather than teaching. She began to listen even as she tilted her head.

“According to the words of the spirit kings I interacted with in the past, they said it was a very arrogant idea. “In the end, people are also a part of nature, and it is natural to strive to make an easier living, but they seem to be mistaken as if they are special beings.”

“Oh.”

Indeed. I know roughly what it feels like. If it is not due to external factors like evil spirits, is it ultimately just a struggle for survival among those living in this world?

It was easy to understand because there was a story I heard from a noble ruler.

“I missed the story for a moment, but the point is that the damage to nature that we think does not affect whether or not there is a spirit contract.”

“Then! Then! “What factors make you fall in love with spirits?”

Now Iona raises her hand like a student and asks a question. Circulating life also went along with this, pretending to put on the glasses she wasn’t wearing as she spoke.

“It’s simple. A characteristic that clearly makes elves superior to other races. That’s it…”

“Beauty?”

After all, isn’t it beautiful to think of an elf? Elisha and Iris were born with a more beautiful appearance than all the elves.

As I was smiling happily at the two, who boasted looks that rivaled Carla, who was the number one pick for ugly prosperity, I heard the bewildering voice of a circulating life.

“Yes? Isn’t it? “It’s vitality?”

“…”

It’s a little embarrassing.

He asked back, trying not to show his ears, which were probably red by now.

“Vitality? I understand that spirits receive mana as a condition of a contract…”

“Ah, that’s a little different, master. The resource required to summon a spirit and maintain the summoning is magical power, but the contract conditions are different. They usually put forward conditions literally, such as having to be summoned for more than a few hours a week, or having it always contained in a body or object since it doesn’t have to be fully materialized.”

A condition, not a price. And most of the content will be able to stay on the continent of Aurelia for a little longer.

If you keep this, you will lend your power to the person you like. I think I understand why elves miss spirits so much. Even if you just listen to it, it seems like it would be very convenient.

It took a moment to look at Iris with envy. Circulating Life smiled and said.

“Hehe. Iris explained it well. You’re right. Spirits usually try to stay in this world and by the contractor’s side for just a little longer. … That’s because we absorb that vitality little by little.”

“To?”

“What is that… ?”

“Dong, contractor?”

Iris and Elisha are embarrassed. And for some reason, Iona seems happy.

An explanation of the cycle of life continued with people showing different reactions.

“All spirits originate from one great being. The spirit was a fragment of the power that he instinctively unleashed when he fell asleep after being deeply wounded by some kind of incident. Therefore, it is not a living thing, but a phenomenon and an alter ego.”

“The purpose is… “I guess there is only one.”

“Yes. All spirits are summoned to other worlds and return with life force. “For the restoration of that existence.”

“… How does Circulating Life know that? “Solari looks like he didn’t know anything about it.”

“Well, I can’t leave my child in the hands of people whose identity I don’t know, right? “This is information I obtained by separately asking about the circumstances and conducting my own investigation.”

“Huh.”

“Well, since we made an oath to keep it a secret, the spirits will no longer be friendly to the elves after speaking out like this… Rather, it is fortunate.”

A circulating life that calmly says that it will completely cut off from the spirit world. The smile on her lips became even deeper.

“Unlike in the distant past, before Alfheim was even established, it has been proven that we can live well without the help of spirits, even if it is a bit difficult now… More than anything, you saw potential in Iris. “If spirits are a phenomenon, it would be quite possible to reproduce that phenomenon.”

“Possibility…”

Iris mutters blankly. However, her voice trembled slightly, as if she could not hide the emotion she felt inside.

No problem. She couldn’t help but be happy that her lifelong wish had come to fruition and that she had been recognized not by anyone else but by Circulating Life, a god of the elf race.

I lightly hugged Iris’ shoulder.

“Congratulations, Iris. … By the way, senior Fay. You said earlier that there are similarities between Elemental Burst and Artificial Spirit, right? “What part is it?”

“Huh! “I was waiting for you to ask me!”

Fay was hesitant at first, but when the topic of research came up, her eyes began to sparkle.

“First of all, what are the properties of the spirits we know and the artificial spirits of Paracelsus? Concept? “I’ll start by explaining why it was different.”

“Oh, wait a minute, Senior Fei.”

“Perhaps Paracelsus also vaguely realized that spirits were not ordinary creatures. Will and intelligence embedded in phenomena? “We already know something like that, right?”

“If you could explain it a little more slowly…” .”

“God. Gods feel that way. “There are cases where existing mortals are elevated to the status of gods, like Circulating Life, but there are also miraculous beings created by faith born from overflowing mystery and ignorance, like Righteous Light or Free Breath, right?”

“I will slowly listen to everything later, so please!”

“So, strictly speaking, it can be said that he did not think that the spirit was an ideal body, but that he wanted to change into a body that was both material and conceptual. “This is essentially the same as the physical body of God.”

“Stop the runaway… !”

“Now that they have reached the truth of alchemy, I think they are trying to use it to ascend to the divine power. The era in which Paracelsus lived was already a time when six denominations monopolized all faiths. Since he could not gather the power of faith and break away from it in a standard way, he seemed to have tried to transfer his mind by creating a transcendental body! “I guess they thought it was worth a try since they had the Philosopher’s Stone!”

“Ah… Ruined.”

Fay cannot be stopped like this. As I’ve been crazy about research these days, it’s clear that the desire to show off to someone has also built up.

Normally, I would have released it little by little in between, but… Lately, I’ve been devoting all that time to research.

In the end, she resignedly agreed to listen to Fay’s lengthy explanation.

“It’s an alchemist’s method, but I wouldn’t have guessed that it would take this long for the body to transform to suit the mind, and that in the meantime, an evil spirit would invade and turn it into a dungeon, trapping us in a distortion of space and time!”

“… When does that end?”

“Now let’s get to the point?”

“…”

“Hmm. Anyway, back to the main topic, there are many similarities between the intermediate stage of Paracelsus’ experiment to recreate the spirit and Iris’ magic. However, it is pure energy without any substance… So, there is a difference between Iris, who combines attributes only through mana, and conceptual integration achieved through transformation of materials…”

After. Only after eating lunch, dinner, and even a late-night snack did Fay’s drinking stop.

Everyone was exhausted and trudging out of the World Tree. Suddenly I realized something was wrong.

“Ah. “I forgot the wedding invitation.”

She went back and handed out wedding invitations to Circulating Life, Nariel, and Milone.

In the process, I never saw the pink curly hair around Milone’s mouth or the whip that Nariel hastily hid.

Really?