< 143. Come, Spring (8) >
#143
Evelyn who was looking at Vajra was amazed. Her eyes were sparkling.
“I think this is possible…! Erzsebet can you help me?”
“Do you want help?”
“yes. “To successfully transfer a soul some preparation is needed.”
Ibelin she said needed a very large amount of mana to separate the witch’s soul. From what I heard she was going to have to capture not only Erzébet but also other magicians. She said hesitating as she continued her explanation.
“Hey… I know I need to avoid letting things escalate but… can’t we recruit that person?”
“who?”
“Over there…the person standing on the cliff….”
Her gaze rested on a young man. A water-soaked fur coat was draped over her man’s shoulders as he looked out to sea. Evelyn expressed her admiration again.
“I can feel the powerful mana here… Could it be a high elf? No this is more than that…”
Indeed an enormous amount of mana was gushing out and swaying over the young man’s shoulders. Ronan’s brows narrowed.
Aside from Evelyn’s illusion the question was why it was here. She told me to go back right away because her wounds would get worse but why is she still kicking? Ronan followed her with long strides.
“Wait. “I’ll bring it.”
The young man was looking at the sea with empty eyes. The bow of the boat he was on was sticking out above the water. Ronan stood next to the young man.
“I haven’t gone yet. Itargand.”
“…is it you?”
“Not you Ronan. “What are you doing here?”
“I was thinking about it.”
Itar Gand continued without looking away from her. Her usual arrogance was not visible but she was so entranced that her condition did not look good. Ronan tilted her head.
“What are you thinking?”
“I might be…weak.”
“her.”
Ronan reflexively laughed. It wasn’t because it was funny it was because it was absurd. I never thought I would hear such self-criticism from the mouth of a dragon in my lifetime. She seemed quite shocked when she came to Rodolan and received her.
“Why do you think that?”
“I never managed to melt the ice. I wouldn’t have been able to defeat her witch without your help. No instead of winning she would have died in that cold basement.”
“That’s reasonable.”
“My mother always praised me for being strong. But that was a blatant lie. “The flames I let out during the coming-of-age ceremony were just a joke…”
Itargand sighed. My self-esteem hit rock bottom and I felt like I was digging into the basement. After thinking for a moment Ronan opened his mouth.
“Do you want to become stronger?”
“That’s right. But I don’t know how.”
“Shall I tell you?”
Itar Gand turned his head for the first time. I felt somewhat similar to Schlieffen both in terms of fighting from the beginning and pursuing strength in an already strong subject. Although he was unlucky he was not disgusting. Itargand asked.
“What is that?”
“Nothing much. “You just have to try like a human.”
“human being…? “How should I do that?”
“If you help me first I’ll tell you. “Follow me.”
Ronan turned his back and walked away. Itar Gand looked puzzled and she followed him. Evelyn’s face turned pale when she realized too late that Itargand was a dragon.
****
Preparation didn’t take long. Itar Gand’s mana amount was so large that he didn’t really need to recruit others.
His ceremony took place at the back of the fort. The sound of waves crashing down the steep cliff could be heard. Ronan looked around and shrugged his eyebrows.
“There was a place like this too.”
“I finally found it. “It’s the perfect place to secretly practice black magic.”
Evelyn laughed. Her room was so narrow and cornered that no one could see it except five people. On her bumpy floor was her magic circle which she had drawn in chalk.
It was a structure in which two circles overlapped side by side and Asher and Vajra were located in the centers of the circles respectively. This belin was sitting on her knees in her overlap.
Erzébet and Ittar Gand quietly placed their hands on her back preparing to channel her mana. Ronan’s role was to watch over her. After taking a deep breath or two Ibelin opened her mouth.
“Then let me begin.”
The remaining three people nodded. Evelyn’s lips parted. She chanted like she was singing and it flowed like water. Erzsebet and Itargand’s bodies were paralyzed. Suddenly Asher’s body rose into the air.
“Ugh…!”
“Oh fuck it’s a surprise.”
Ronan frowned at her. Asher stopped about 1 meter from the ground. Suddenly he began to twist his whole body violently.
“Kyaaaaa! Ahhhhh…!”
“Are you sure this is okay?”
Ronan asked in disgust. It felt like a patient suffering from epilepsy was having a seizure. The color of her hair was constantly changing. Her white parts were turning red and the red parts were turning white.
“You’re fighting for control.”
“Control?”
“yes. As her witch’s soul moves to Vajra Asher’s personality rises again. “It’s a good thing.”
Ibelin answered with her eyes closed. Erzsebet and Itargand’s mana was being absorbed into her at a rapid rate.
“Now let me focus a little. “I told you in advance but you must never be disturbed…!”
Evelyn said. Since she didn’t know anything she had no choice but to do it. At that time someone’s voice was heard from behind her.
“I’m playing. “What is a good phenomenon?”
“ok?”
Ronan turned her head in the direction of the sound. There was nothing. Her voice came from the front again.
“I don’t know what you’re doing but you better stop right now.”
“Hey it’s a surprise. “What are you?”
Ronan lowered his gaze to her and shrugged her shoulders. A little kid was crouching down and resting her chin on her knees.
She was a boy who looked to be about ten years old at most. I didn’t feel like she was popular at all so I was wondering where she had suddenly appeared. Instead of answering Ronan’s question the boy continued speaking indifferently.
“Because that is soul-destroying magic.”
“…what?”
“The two people supplying mana will probably suffer mental damage as well. The child who became the host is amazing. Even though I borrowed the dragon’s mana and held it down it resisted. “It’s like looking at my childhood.”
Ronan’s eyes widened. I didn’t exactly understand the sudden situation. But his intuition was speaking. At least this boy wasn’t lying.
When she lifted her head she saw Asher still struggling. Ronan chewed her lip once and grabbed Asher who was floating in the air.
“Fuck it stop now!”
“Kwaaagh?!”
Ibelin sat down with her scream. The two people who had been supplying her with her mana also opened their eyes. They took a deep breath and looked around.
“What happened?”
“Did I… faint?”
It was definitely not the reaction someone who had just lost their mana supply would have. Ronan glared at Evelyn. Her face which had always been gentle distorted fiercely.
“What are you doing now? “It’s almost done!”
“You bitch what were you trying to do to my friends?”
Ronan placed Asher on her floor and pulled at the hilt of her sword. He aimed La Mancha at Evelyn’s neck and growled. The boy who was watching said with interest.
“I have a good feeling about that too. Normally I would have been pounding my head to tell myself not to talk nonsense.”
“Are you…?”
Evelyn who belatedly noticed the boy’s presence froze in place. As soon as her vole came round her alley it was the reaction she would have if she encountered an adder. She pulled herself up as the boy looked back and forth between her and her Asher.
“Beings who have lived as spirits for a long time can share their souls and place them in a vessel. That girl is proof of that. “It was a waste to completely throw her away and replace her.”
“Why are you here? how?”
“I chose a new bowl because it was really nice. “To the point where I couldn’t possibly not know.”
match! Suddenly the boy clapped his hands. Seaaaa… Something like white mist slowly flowed out from Asher and Evelyn’s noses and mouths. The fog that came out of Asher was much more abundant.
“Huh…!”
Ronan and Erzsebet’s eyes widened. Slurp. Ibelin who spat out all the fog fell to the floor like a doll with her strings cut. Asher who was lying down with her eyes closed screamed and raised her body.
“Hyaaaaa! “Go away!”
“Asher?!”
Ronan’s eyes widened. Asher’s hair which had been bleached white was turning its leaves at a rapid rate. He who was leaning against the wall and out of breath looked up.
“Ro Ronan…? Erzsebet?”
“Are you okay man?”
Asher who was looking around him raised his hand and looked at it. Water filled his eyes as he saw that his hands and feet were moving according to his will.
“Hey guys… I am…!”
“Let’s share the joy of reunion later.”
Asher was about to say something. The short-haired boy lifted the tip of his chin and pointed at his fog.
The fog that flowed from the two people was gradually combining and changing into a specific shape. Ronan’s eyes narrowed.
“That’s….”
Finally the fog stopped deforming. She was a beautiful woman. The woman’s body wearing her fluttering dress was translucent like her spirit.
Ronan instinctively realized that she was the Witch of Winter. The woman opened her eyes and screamed in horror.
【This is…!】
“It’s been a while. “Did you have a good vacation?”
【Wait a minute. I can’t go back yet. I haven’t achieved anything yet…】
“I’m a little late because I have work to do. “Let’s go back quickly.”
match! The boy clapped again. The witch’s figure became fog again and dispersed. When the boy clapped his hands one more time the fog was sucked into the pendent he was wearing and disappeared.
【Aaaah…!】
A low scream flew through the sea breeze. The witch’s presence disappeared from the world. The four people were staring at the boy dumbfounded. Itargand was the first to speak.
“You…are strong.”
“yes? Um… it’s kind of like that right?”
“Maybe more than my mother….”
Itargand’s breathing became heavy. The boy tilted his head. He who was thinking hard about something laughed.
“Oh it’s not that bad. “Compared to Navardose it’s still not enough.”
For a moment goosebumps ran down the back of Ronan’s neck. That was not a simple guess but a conclusion drawn after elaborate calculations. Putting yourself and the Mother of Fire on the same scale? Ronan wiped the cold sweat from her hands and took her mouth away.
“you. “What is it…?”
“wait a minute. “I’ll finish what I have to do first.”
The boy who responded pointed to the ground. Paaaa…! As soon as a sound presumed to be chanting came out of his mouth a wave of mana spread throughout Lodolan.
Kugugoogung! A loud roar echoed above their heads. Erzsebet raised her head and shouted in horror.
“Oh my god!”
The Fortress of Screams was being restored. The collapsed ceiling was moving and knitting itself together. New flesh was growing all over the reef that had collapsed due to freeze-up.
“That doesn’t make sense.”
Ronan also couldn’t help but be shocked. Jardin a rare earth wizard was doing things on his own that would have taken at least three people to accomplish. And that wasn’t the end.
Coo coo coo coo! The entire Lodolan began to vibrate with a roar that felt like a world that could not be compared to before was being lifted. Asher who was in a state of panic pointed towards the cliff and shouted.
“It’s floating!”
“what?”
Ronan frowned. Ronan’s eyes widened as he hurried to the edge. Rodolan was indeed floating in the air.
Even the drift ice had almost melted away and the ice picks left behind by the lined up ship witch were rapidly moving away. said the boy.
“I heard that the lower part was completely flooded. In that case isn’t this better? “The prisoners couldn’t escape either.”
No one answered. Lodolan stopped after ascending for about ten minutes. The clearer air was filling my lungs.
“This…really….”
A flock of sheep-like clouds was passing by before my eyes. As the altitude increases you can see further away. There was something like a small chimney rising far out on the horizon.
It was the Dawn Magic Tower that was originally invisible. The boy who was admiring the surrounding scenery touched his chin.
“Ah it’s a problem when transporting prisoners by boat. “We will take action so don’t worry too much.”
All four people were now looking at the boy with awe in their eyes. Ronan suddenly laughed. At this level he couldn’t help but notice.
“What is going on here Grand Wizard?”
“Oh? “As expected I have a good feeling.”
There weren’t many beings in the world who could do something like this so casually. The wide-eyed boy grinned.
“You heard. Jinne Lee chose a really nice new bowl. “She also came to catch her and take a look at her dishes.”
“If you are a great wizard….”
A voice came out of Asher’s mouth as if he were going to faint at any moment. Erzsebet was frozen as if she had been cursed with petrification. The boy who was stretched out looked back at the group and said.
“Nice to meet you all. “I am Lorhorn the tower lord of the Twilight Tower.”
