Translator: AkazaTL
Pr/Ed: Sol IX
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Chapter 92: Spirit Soul Magic Armor (2)
“I ask you, please speak so I can understand. What do you an by babies?”
Eventually, I had no choice but to ask again.
Sherazade shook her head side to side as if frustrated and raised a finger to speak.
-I an our cute spirit babies!
What Sherazade’s finger was pointing at was the Spirit Soul Magic Armor placed simply on the table.
“You-you did say spirits just now, right?”
-Then what would I say other than spirits?
“There are spirits inside this necklace?”
-Un!
Perhaps frustrated by my reaction, Sherazade eventually clenched her fist and thumped her chest.
Looking at her appearance, I recalled the fact that Sub-Dragons existed with extraordinary affinity with spirits.
But…….
‘Spirits have already abandoned the surface. That is why this magic armor, which contained the power of spirits, received so much attention. But you are saying that what is inhabited in the magic armor is not the power left behind by spirits, but the spirits themselves?’
I slowly retraced my mories.
Clearly, when Scada used this magic armor before my regression, he had never actually manifested a spirit.
‘If Scada knew that actual spirits inhabited this magic armor, there is no way he wouldn't have manifested the spirits. If Scada could have manifested the spirits and used their power, it would have been a great help to him who was cornered on the defensive.’
However, Scada did not summon spirits until the final mont approached, and eventually, the Spirit Soul Magic Armor was shattered by Gillian's sword.
This ant.
‘Does this an Scada couldn't detect the existence of spirits even while awakening the magic armor through 6 stages?’
I asked Sherazade a question to verify the situation once again.
“Sherazade, you know that after the Age of Myths ended, all spirits abandoned humans and returned to their own world, right?”
-Un. While studying human history last ti, I learned that part clearly. I was so sad that I couldn't see the spirit friends I used to dance and play with every day before I fell asleep.
Since both Sub-Dragons and spirits were existences like legacies of the now-forgotten Age of Myths, Sherazade seed to feel a strong sense of kinship with spirits.
“But you are saying right now that spirits who left the side of humans are sealed in this necklace. What is the basis for thinking so?”
-Basis? What on earth do you an by basis?
Sherazade shook her head side to side this ti as well and spoke.
-Master, can you explain with a basis why your body gets cold if you stay outside in midwinter?
Sherazade seed to want to say that her feeling the existence of spirits was sothing closer to instinct rather than explanation or understanding.
-I can't give an explanation or anything like that. But I can clearly feel it. Those cute babies are gathered together inside that necklace and sleeping soundly.
“When did you feel that?”
-Just a little while ago. Because I contacted the Master right away as soon as I felt the sensation.
Perhaps the 'little while ago' Sherazade ntioned referred to the ti when I injected mana into the Spirit Soul Magic Armor as a test.
‘Did Sherazade, who is connected to by the Geas, detect the existence of the spirits sealed in the magic armor?’
Scada was a great mage comparable to Alexar of my past life.
But…….
‘Even if he is a great mage, his affinity with nature isn't necessarily special. In the first place, spirit power has a fundantal difference from mana derived from Runes or Aura.’
Because of that very fundantal difference, Gillian and Alexar of the past had to exert all their efforts to penetrate the protection of the ‘Spirit Soul Magic Armor’.
Scada, who was receiving protection by the power of spirits, was like an impregnable fortress to both Gillian's Blade Aura and my mana.
However, a Sub-Dragon is an existence much closer to the essence of nature than humans.
Apart from the power she possessed, it wouldn't be strange if Sherazade noticed the existence of spirits that Scada couldn't detect.
Furthermore.
‘Since she is royalty of the Sub-Dragons. Perhaps she possessed a specially superior affinity for nature…….’
Having learned an unexpected fact, I asked a question with shining eyes.
“So, how many spirits did you detect in total?”
-I don't know the exact details well. The babies are hugging each other and sleeping soundly so I can't see their faces. I think I could know if I went a little closer.
Sherazade didn't give an answer, but I guessed that the number of spirits sleeping in the magic armor would be equal to the number of Great Elents symbolizing each nature.
Because spirits are existences that pursue harmony.
If elental spirits are really sleeping in the magic armor, I can draw out the power of those spirits with Sherazade's assistance…….
‘If it’s this, I can deal with Gillian!’
I felt my heart pounding.
One of the biggest worries that had been plaguing was how to deal with Gillian's sword.
In a one-on-one battle, suppressing Gillian with magic was practically close to impossible.
Even if I trained the sword to death from now on, catching up to the talent for the sword that Gillian possessed was equally impossible.
However, a clue to this extrely difficult problem had revealed itself from an unexpected point.
‘This girl, she is more competent than I expected?’
I ended up looking at Sherazade's face without realizing it.
This gluttonous princess with incredibly beautiful hair and eyes was more useful than I had initially imagined.
-Why-why are you looking at with that expression?
“No. It’s nothing.”
-……A-anyway, quickly bring that necklace to . Then I will try waking up the babies.
For so reason, Sherazade blushed and avoided my gaze.
“I also want to do that, but it is impossible right now. My business hasn't finished yet.”
-Then I will fly there. That works, right?
“No, that won't do either.”
-Why!
“If I say no, it ans no. I will return as soon as possible once the work is done, so wait there.”
Bringing Sherazade to the capital of the Empire is dangerous.
Although I didn't know the reason, I, who felt this intuition strongly, firmly stopped Sherazade from coming to the Empire.
-Got it. Then I will hold it in for now. Instead, you have to co quickly.
Only after a long ti passed did Sherazade bend her will to fly to the Empire.
-Babies, wait just a little bit. The master also stays healthy and cos back quickly!
With a greeting to the spirits as the last, the communication with Sherazade ended.
And I, left alone, lay down on the bed and fell into thought.
Was it because I reaped a harvest I hadn't even thought of? My mind, which had been dizzy from the etings with Themia and Isabella, felt much calr.
‘……Who will be the one dispatched as the envoy of Maganus?’
Unlike the small and dium-sized nations who were arriving one after another or whose arrival was imminent, the delegation of Maganus was taking its ti and not showing itself.
Since the Magic Kingdom Maganus was the only nation within the continent that could compare its national power with Akrishima, they were likely engaging in a battle of pride.
‘Still, since Scada has decided to dispatch a delegation, he wouldn't send just anyone. If it is a figure with enough weight to co here……. One of Scada's brothers or disciples will co.’
I recalled their faces remaining in my mory one by one.
As expected of Scada's close aides who were renowned throughout the continent, not a single ordinary person could be found among the figures coming to mind.
And as for ,
‘Whoever cos as the envoy, I must attract that person's attention. Only then will my na reach Scada's ears, and only then can I attempt a deal with him.’
Of course, I was gaining so fa among the delegations of each country for repelling the assassins inside the airship.
But this was insufficient to captivate Scada's fastidious aides.
Whoooosh-
Around the ti I was lost in thought to find a way to attract the attention of the Maganus delegation.
“……!”
A roar I hadn't heard in a very long ti rang in my ears.
I imdiately got up from my seat, pulled back the draped curtains, and looked out the window.
Whoooo-
“You guys! Can't you be quiet! We have to go to where the 1st Prince is, so why are you being so noisy!”
I saw a large black shadow I hadn't seen in a very long ti, and the figure of a man shouting towards that shadow.
Red hair stretching in all directions, a massive physique reminiscent of a statue and muscles that looked like they would burst, thin lips that didn't match the physique, and a scar cutting long across his forehead.
‘……That guy was here.’
On my lips, having confird the face of the man shouting, the smile of a hunter who spotted prey ford.
“Tch! Hey, there. You guys drag these fellows and groom them imdiately. Since they are guys to be presented to His Highness, pay special attention to their appearance. Got it?! I’m going to give my greetings to His Highness.”
The red-haired man shouted continuously and then strode towards the palace where the 1st Prince, Themia, was staying.
Looking at that exceptionally brawny back, I muttered in a low voice.
“Roxanne, Bahmut…….”
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“The 4th Prince has arrived.”
“The fourth older brother?”
Isabella, who was imrsed in evening training for a long ti after finishing an early dinner, wiped her sweat and shook her head.
‘What brings a person who was always stuck in the laboratory here?’
But her thought was brief; Isabella soon picked up a towel, wiped her sweat, and spoke to the servant.
“Escort him inside. I will tidy up here and go in. Ah, and bring out so peach snacks. My fourth brother likes peaches.”
After giving the order to the maid, Isabella finished a simple wash and imdiately changed her clothes.
No matter how little she cared about her outward appearance, it wasn't polite to greet her half-brother who visited after a long ti while wearing practice martial arts clothes.
“……♪♫”
A hum burst out continuously from the mouth of Isabella, who was going to et the 4th Prince of the Akrishima Empire, ‘Suleiman Tercios’.
Compared to the 2nd Prince who didn't feel like a human at all, or the 7th Prince who didn't think to hide his overflowing ambition, the fourth older brother was a half-brother she felt so affection for.
‘If only sothing could be done about that stifling appearance or old-fashioned personality, it would be better…… Pft.’
A smile ford on Isabella's lips as she recalled the 4th Prince, who looked like a bookworm always stuck in the laboratory and imrsed only in unidentified research.
“Did you wait long? Brother.”
“You’re here. Isabella. Long ti no see. Haha!”
As Isabella opened the door of the reception room and entered, Suleiman, who was waiting for her, welcod her and offered a greeting.
“Brother, by the way, didn't I tell you to exercise a bit and take walks too? Looking at your face, you didn't listen to what I said, right?”
Suleiman's skin, t after a month, was still white enough to look pale, and the thick glasses settling on his eyes were also the sa.
“Sorry, sorry. I have been a little busy lately…… Haha!”
Towards his younger sister who scolded him as soon as they t, Suleiman scratched the back of his head with his unique sheepish expression as he always did.
Pale skin and limbs that one would believe even if told they were a woman's. A good-natured smile buried with his trademark shyness.
Towards her brother who ca to find her with the appearance exactly as she ‘knew’, Isabella showed a broad smile and invited him to sit.
“Please sit, Brother. By the way, who is the person behind you?”
“Un. The introduction is late. This friend's na is Zephyros. He is a researcher helping .”
Behind Suleiman, there was one boy with a small physique who had skin as white as his.
Suleiman smiled and introduced the boy to Isabella.
“He is handling work at Brother's laboratory?”
Since Suleiman's laboratory was known to have the highest level among all research institutes in the Empire, Isabella had no choice but to show a surprised expression at the fact that such a young-looking boy had a position there.
“Un. Even if he looks delicate like this, he is a very outstanding talent. Actually, the reason I brought this friend here today is also that I need this friend's help for the content I will explain to you.”
“Delicate, even if others say it, isn't it sothing Brother shouldn't say?”
“Ah, is that so? Ahaha. What are you doing, Zephyros? Without offering greetings to our Princess.”
Suleiman, who showed a unique laugh at the joke Isabella offered, looked at Zephyros and spoke.
“Zephyros Madkit greets the Princess. Although I am an absurdly lacking person, thanks to the 4th Prince granting favor, I am receiving the grace of serving His Highness.”
“Nice to et you.”
Should it be called typical of Isabella, who is famous for being polite even among the Imperial family of the Empire?
She spoke formally towards Zephyros, who seed to lack in both status and age compared to her, and bowed her head lightly.
“…….”
Isabella's cheeks and the nape of her neck, as she bowed her head slightly, were slightly flushed as the heat of training had not yet fully subsided.
Snicker.
And seeing that appearance, Zephyros showed a smile unbeknownst to Isabella.
Isabella never saw it, but it was all too visible to Zephyros's eyes.
“……!”
The energy of sticky lust dwelling in Suleiman's eyes looking at the smooth nape of the bowing Isabella's neck…….
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