[Side Story] Wind Flower (8)
It has been more than ten days since Katen Palover did not return to Toren Village.
After learning that Fcrorox’s curse had a contagious nature that reacted to magical power, Katin never tried to return to the village.
Numerous villagers searched the forest and wandered the mountain ridges to find the girl who suddenly went missing… but Katin did not come forward.
In fact, there are very few people in Toren Village who know how to use magic properly. Considering that its ability increases in proportion to the amount of magical energy, it will not cause much damage no matter how many times it returns to the village.
The city that Flucurox’s curse Beomjin destroyed was a magic city in the West.
A rural village like this won’t suffer such devastating damage, but there’s no guarantee that someone with a talent for magic will show up again. In the first place, it is nearly impossible to accurately tell who has magical power and who does not.
Katin’s presence will take the lives of those who manipulate magic. It may already be too late, but we must reduce the possibility even now.
After realizing that fact, Katin wandered around the forest and changed his residence. With Tyr’kalax.
“…” I
wonder if the people of Yenikana village are also seeing this scene.
If so, it doesn’t feel very good. Because… Keitin’s appearance, little by little, being covered by the curse of Pkurox, was very similar to the appearance of Yenika, who was dominated by Glaskan’s curse.
The state of Yenika when she confronted Taily and the others at the nail salon. When I think about that time, it was a sight I couldn’t help but laugh at.
Due to the curse, Katin’s condition became more serious day by day.
He lost his eyesight in one side, felt nauseous from time to time, suffered from high fever, and sometimes lost consciousness. Now it was not Tyrkalax who was lying in the hospital bed, completely unable to control his own body, but Katin.
Tyrkalax’s condition actually improved.
His magic power was coming back little by little, and he was now able to generate more power than ordinary humans.
While managing the cabin where Katin was recuperating, she was preparing to completely escape from the curse of Plucurox.
But the sight of Katin dying was eating away at his heart. It had to be that way.
Flucurox’s curse is spread by magic power, and its power grows stronger in response to magic power. I wasn’t sure, but looking at the symptoms, it was almost safe to say that was the case.
If so, it was all because of Tyr’kalax that Katen suffered from a curse and eventually died.
The reason Katin came into contact with the curse of Pkurox was because she used her power to save Tyr’Kalax.
And the reason why the power of the engraved curse became stronger was because he took care of the highest-ranking spirit, interacted with it, and grew as a spiritist.
If I hadn’t found Tyrkalax while walking through the forest that day in the first place, or even if I had found him, if I had run away in fear or left him alone… I wouldn’t have had to experience the pain of death like this.
The short human life of less than 100 years. The person who ruined Katin’s life was Tyrkalax himself.
Little by little, Tyr’kallax regained his strength and nursed Caitin as best as he could… but no matter what he did, he could not lift the curse of P’kurox.
The curse that the high-ranking dark spirit Flecrox engraved in exchange for his life was closer to a ‘phenomenon’ than magic.
It is a law engraved on the order that any living being living on providence must follow. With the magic power of a high-ranking spirit, it might be possible to resist on its own over a sufficient period of time, but it is impossible with the magic power latent in a mere human being.
Still, Tyrkalax tried his best to do something. They analyzed and studied the flow of magic power, dug up all of Pkurox’s corpses, and even conducted all kinds of experiments.
Nevertheless, the curse imprint on Katin’s body could not be removed. In the end, Katin had to overcome it with her own magic.
Of course, there was no way that Katin could have that level of magical power. Keitin is a person born with ordinary talent as a spiritist. The reason he was able to communicate with even the middle-ranking spirits was because he was influenced by Tyrkalax, the highest-ranking spirit.
– ‘Don’t make that face. Tyr’kalax.’
This was something Katen had a habit of saying while lying in her hospital bed.
She always comforted Tyr’kalax first, even though he developed a habit of biting his lower lip every time he looked down at Katin.
– ‘I told you. Compared to spirits, human life is fleeting and short. Just because it’s pulled a little doesn’t mean it’s a big problem.’
– ‘That’s not the way to talk…Katin.’
– ‘are you okay. Even if I die, Tyr’kalax will remember me. If you think about it that way, even if it were a few decades earlier, something that would be remembered for that long would be much more valuable to me…’
That can’t be his true intention. Katin is simply comforting Tyr’kalax.
Tyr’kalax knew this well, so he repeatedly searched for a way to remove the curse.
The conclusion I came to after thinking about it for so long was not an ordinary one.
– ‘Katin… You… become a greater elementalist…’
If you can’t resist the curse with your own magic, but can resist the curse with Tyr’kalax’s magic…
Then, Tyr’kalax. A relationship in which magical power can be exchanged and received. In other words, it has to be a contractual relationship.
However, is there any spiritist in the world who can make a contract with the highest-ranking spirit?
Even if he is summoned once in a while, he is considered a historical feat… If he wants to even create a contract, he must become a spiritist so great that it has never been seen before in history.
However, we cannot just sit back and relax. Now Tyr’kalax decides.
Make Katin the greatest spiritist in this world. If you make him a rare elementalist who made a contract with the highest-ranking wind spirit, Tyrkalax, you can save Katin through the exchange of magical power.
Didn’t they already make it possible for spiritists without any talent to contract with middle-level spirits? Such is the influence of the highest-ranking spirit.
I decided to push magical energy into Katin and repeat the process of getting used to it, thereby pushing the spirit sensitivity beyond its limit.
Of course, the more powerful Katin’s magical power becomes, the more the curse imprint will torment her. However, as long as you endure to the end… if you gain the sensitivity to accept Tyr’kalax’s magic power…
Tyr’kalax can save Caitin.
– ‘Katin. Listen to me… It could be a very painful process… But there might be a way to save you…’
Cabin in the rain. Tirkalax spoke, lowering his head with his back turned to the flickering light of the campfire.
After hearing those words, Katin looks up at Tyrkalax’s heavy expression with blank eyes.
It’s hard to see his pained face as he realizes his responsibility. However, he will want to do everything he can to save Katin.
It was clear that if Katin lost her life like this, Tyr’kalax would be scarred for the rest of her life, so Katin nodded with a brave face. It was right to at least try everything you could.
An indescribable amount of time has passed.
What the result was… we all knew very well.
* * *
In fact, Tyrkalax would have known.
That plan, which borders on recklessness, is nothing more than a struggle. It must have felt like grasping at straws rather than sitting still and accepting death.
It might have been more humane to give Katin a comfortable rest with his own hands.
There was no need to explain how arduous and difficult the process was. It took a lot of patience and pain, but in the end, Katen passed away in Tyr’kalax’s arms.
On the day Katin passed away, the roar of a huge bear in sorrow split the sky.
The anger of the highest-ranking spirit with nowhere to go shouted out to the world. If you were going to take it away like this, you should have never let me meet you in the first place.
Yes. It would have been better for both of us if we never met in the first place.
Although he would have had to suffer in pain for a longer period of time, Tyr’kalax would have been able to overcome the curse of Phlox on his own. Katin’s help was not indispensable. It only shortened the period of pain a little.
If she hadn’t reached out to Tyr’kalax in the first place, Katin would have lived an ordinary life as a village woman and died an ordinary life.
The one who ruined that ordinary life was Tyrkalax himself.
Tyrkalax’s magic power, which has fully regained its power, is directed to the world. The sharp wind that covers the surroundings blows away the trees in the forest, and the aftereffects of magical power destroy everything around.
Tyr’Kalax, who finally abandoned his human form and descended in his true spirit form, let out a heartbroken scream throughout the world.
It splits mountain ranges with its huge claws and pounds valleys with the backs of its hands. Anger that has nowhere to go drifts aimlessly and eventually moves in a direction that destroys the world.
The shadow of a huge bear rising above the clouds looks like a disaster. The disaster that the residents of Toren Village witnessed in the distant past… was nothing more than a spirit struggling in sorrow.
Loss is a heart-wrenching pain for all intelligent creatures.
Even the Supreme Spirit, the Supreme Being, cannot be an exception. That is why spirits do not have affection for humans in most cases.
The Supreme Spirit, who had given up on everything, just poured out his anger on himself. If left as is, the aftermath will completely change the map of the Cloel Empire. Many lives may be sacrificed and many damages may be caused, but Tyrkalax himself was already feeling the emptiness of everything in the world.
– Quang!
The highest-ranking wind spirit was so sad that it swung its huge paws wildly. What was able to subdue him, who had been able to calm down only by destroying several mountain ranges… was a massive amount of Aspect magic.
A huge magic circle covered dozens of layers, and a huge binding magic attempted to subdue Tyrkalax.
A white-haired girl wizard dressed in luxurious wizard robes lands on the side of a mountain range. Her name is Sylvania Robester, the great sage of the Cloel Empire.
Sylvania, the great sage who can observe the moment of disaster, always appears when disaster occurs and protects humans.
Sylvania had also observed, with difficulty, a few days ago that Tyrkalax’s outburst of power as he was immersed in grief.
A huge chain stretched out and began to wrap around Tyr’kalax’s body.
This is a dharma formation studied to seal away Seong Chang-ryong. No matter how high-ranking a spirit he was, he could not resist the great sage’s seal that twisted and broke the providence of the world.
Sylvania spoke with sad eyes as she looked at Tyrkalax, who was roaring in grief.
– ‘You loved humans.’
A far-off supreme being and a kind-hearted rural village woman.
It could have been easily guessed that the ending would not have been good in some way.
Still, the mind does not always move rationally. Sylvania also knows that fact very well, so she speaks quietly.
– ‘It is painful to live forever and have to bear the pain of that loss forever. Once you return to nature, start from the beginning.’
Unlike a young girl, her speaking style was like that of a holy saint.
He knew that at this point, he was the only one who could ease Tyr’kalax’s pain.
– ‘Leave the memory of this loss in your body and return to the physical spirit as a spirit belonging to nature.’
Looking up at the image of a huge bear with tears streaming down her face, the girl raised her staff straight up.
– ‘The hierarchy of the spirit world ultimately goes around and around. As of today, the position of highest ranking wind spirit will be vacant.’
Amid the swirling storm of Aspect magic, Tyr’kalax held heartbreaking pain in his arms. It was the pain of loss.
Tyrkalax shed tears endlessly until the moment he was returned to nature by the hand of the great sage.
At the edge of my vision, a single pansy flower was blowing mournfully along the wind.
Katin called it Wind Flower.
* * *
When I opened my eyes, the sun was setting.
The sight of a red sunset coloring the square of Toren Village as red as its own body.
It was difficult to adjust to the sudden return to a peaceful and idyllic landscape after seeing the Pulan mountain range being devastated just a moment ago.
However, as if my somewhat confused feelings were somehow gone, the sky of Toren Village was still high and blue.
“Ugh…”
“You’re awake.”
I think I fell asleep, leaning on an old, small bench in Toren Village Square.
Chief Glems, who was guarding next to me, saw me come to my senses and greeted me.
“Ugh… what time is it now?”
“It’s pretty late. “A long time had passed since the magical engineering equipment was put into operation, and most of the villagers left to make a living.”
“I see… I haven’t even been able to say thank you properly yet…”
“It’s okay. Everyone was happy to hear that they were helpful to Master Ed.”
My left shoulder feels heavy. When I wondered what was going on, I found Yenika sleeping, leaning against my left shoulder.
Since it is a device that operates on magical power, it seems that only I and Yenika, who can properly receive magical energy, were able to get a glimpse of its past.
Chief Glems, who was sitting across from me, asked in a polite tone.
“How did you achieve some academic results?”
“…Yes, quite a lot.”
The fact that Pkurox and Sylvania were involved in the end of Tyrkalax has not been reported even within academic circles.
It seems that the descriptions of many books on elemental science will change considerably.
Is it because I used too much Aspect magic power? A pounding headache came over me and I pressed my temples.
I narrowed my brows and let the pain go for a moment, and eventually Jenica’s hand that was wrapping around my arm tightened.
Then Yenika also opened her eyes.
“Ugh…”
Yenika moaned for a moment and then barely opened her eyes to make eye contact with me.
He looked up at me while holding my arm tightly… and soon tears began to leak out of the corners of his eyes.
“Wow…”
What did that scene look like to Yenika?
You probably knew that it was a story with a bitter aftertaste, but seeing it for yourself would feel completely different. Especially since she is a girl with a soft heart and a good ability to empathize with everything.
“Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu…” He
lowered his head and looked at Yenika, who was shedding tears, and then quietly hugged her.
Although he was embarrassed by the sudden situation, Chief Glems sat quietly and waited for us without saying anything.
It may have been an especially heartbreaking story for Jenica. I was already feeling it to some extent.
A pansy flower just swaying quietly in the ground, looking at the wind blowing through it.
Yenika felt a sense of kinship
with that delicate single flower, which dies as soon as it lifts up its roots, admiring the free-flowing wind .
While adding to my love for a man named Ed Ross-Taylor.
