Episode 155. Make a contract with me.
As soon as I entered, feathers began to flutter in the room that had been cleaned so thoroughly.
Ruska was the first to suggest cleaning, judging that the room was dirty after seeing the accumulated dust in it. Ruska’s section was indeed covered in dust because the room had been empty for several days.
I also took advantage of that and cleaned my section. Since she was a perfectionist at doing housework, the room was tidy in no time.
-Whew!
The neat room was about to become dirty again. And a strong wind blew, fluttering feathers.
Because of that, the pictures and books on the shelf fell to the floor.
“Fuck….”
Aisha suddenly started to raise the wind as she descended. The creature had the form of a crow the size of a person.
‘Muto. Keep an eye on Ruska to see if she wakes up.’
“Okay.”
Muto passes through the body and goes to the section of Ruska beyond the screen.
It’s midnight now. Ruska in the opposite room is currently asleep. The curtains are completely drawn, so there’s no chance of her waking up unnecessarily.
Of course, she inherited the blood of the ‘Yoho tribe’.
If I smell something strange, I’ll wake up, but I’m used to the smell of the spirits that always comes to me, so I won’t wake up.
Still, it wouldn’t be a bad idea to send Muto just in case. She probably wouldn’t sense anything anyway since she doesn’t have any senses.
『… .』
Iisha was looking this way. Her eyes were like those of a pet dog asking for food.
I was intrigued by his unexpectedly gentle demeanor. Although he did make quite a mess of the room, it seemed like it could be resolved through communication.
“Do you remember who I am?”
『… .』
Isn’t he too quiet? He seemed to be completely ignoring what I was saying, so I tapped him on the head. If he was sleeping, I was trying to wake him up.
Then the guy started to curl up and get smaller.
What is this? The body of the guy who looked like an adult male shrank down and all of his feathers disappeared. Soon, he slowly transformed into a human form.
『… .』
It was a girl with purple hair. She looked short, if not as tall as Mary, and she looked at me with amethyst eyes.
The appearance was like that of an elaborately crafted doll.
If you think about it carefully, Aisha is an artificial spirit created from a corpse. Considering that the base is the corpse of a long-preserved dead girl, this is probably her true form.
And the corpse was not a normal human, but an elf with pointy ears. It was quite distinctive in that it was not blond.
“Why did you keep me alive?”
Finally, Aisha opened her mouth, which had been tightly shut. There seemed to be no emotion in her nuance.
It felt a bit creepy because it felt like a doll was talking, but maybe that’s to be expected since the original was a corpse?
“If possible, I would like to use you to my full potential.”
If I could make a contract with another powerful spirit other than Muto, I would be very satisfied. Of course, it wouldn’t be easy considering which affiliation he belongs to.
“What are you going to do? You can’t defeat me now. Either work under me or be destroyed. The choice is yours.”
In terms of strength, he is stronger than Muto, who is in perfect condition. However, he is in a very weak state after being hit directly by the Holy Magic of the Lord’s natural enemy.
This is the magic of two saints, none other than the holy ones. It is amazing that it was not destroyed.
Thanks to that, I was able to absorb a weaker guy than me into my talisman.
“Let me ask you. What is your identity?”
Instead of answering, Aisha responded with a question. To be honest, from the guy’s perspective, he must have been so curious that he wanted to bang his head against it.
“You won’t trust Elder Enviel’s successor anymore, will you?”
『… .』
“I’m just the eldest son of the Crowler family, and I’m 17 years old this year. As you can see, I’m an Academy student.”
“lie.”
Believe it or not.
Anyway, I answered. I didn’t lie at all, but Aisha narrowed her brows as if she didn’t understand.
“Choose whether you disappear like this or join me. As you are now, I can get rid of Muto by either cleaning up the food or by spraying a large amount of these raindrops.”
I took out Man-young’s raindrops in advance. In the first place, this guy’s skill, ‘Genetic Disguise’, was passed on to me.
This ‘genetic disguise’ is absolutely necessary for the guy to assassinate a high-ranking official at the Magic Banquet in Chapter 5. With that and the loss of his power, his role is already over.
I’d rather commit suicide than go back to those Seven-Star bastards.
“I am a direct subordinate of the Seven Stars. Without their permission, I can never act as I wish. Otherwise, the only thing left for me is death.”
What if you’re already dead?
『I will ask you one last time. What is your identity? How do you feel the power of Enviel? And what is this powerful cursed aura?』
It seems that he could feel it while being absorbed by me. Of course, he couldn’t say it out loud.
“It’s just a curse. Because of it, our entire family is in shambles.”
『… .』
Aisha suddenly turned her eyes as if she had suddenly awakened from curiosity. Then she found a photo that had fallen on the floor.
“Are you family?”
What difference would it make if I knew that? Aisha looked at the information that was useless to know.
『…!』
Then suddenly his hand twitched. Seeing his surprised look as if he had seen something, I asked, “What are you doing?”
“This woman… is she your mother?”
“huh?”
The family photo showed the face of my mother, Scylla Crowler. As if she recognized her, Aisha asked again.
“He asked if this person was your mother.”
“That’s right… Do you know each other?”
“That’s not it. But for some reason… I almost cried the moment I saw this woman.”
It doesn’t seem right to be crying with that soulless face, but… does this have something to do with this lady?
“Then what is this woman’s name?”
“Scylla Crowler.”
『… .』
Aisha closed her mouth as if thinking about it one more time, and finally showed her determination.
“You said your name was Radon Crowler? To be honest, I have a few shortcomings in trusting you. But I still have a favor to ask of you.”
“….”
“Radon Crowler. I will accept your contract.”
She still spoke like a doll, but… there was strength in the hand holding the photo.
Regardless of the expression, there seemed to be a will there.
And the pointed ears were trembling as if covered with frost.
* * * * *
“Number 7 is dead.”
In a shelter in the middle of a beautiful garden, people wearing cloaks were sitting.
They all had their faces covered and were showing the same sorrowful reaction.
“I see you’ve already heard the news. This plan has also completely failed.”
The top executives of Doomsday, the 7th Yeonseong. They heard news about the student council president elections at Alighieri.
At first, reports were coming in that things were going smoothly. However, it is said that everything became chaotic when Jason’s true identity was suddenly revealed during the candidates’ speeches.
To prepare for this, Demora Crevasse number 7 was waiting at the Academy…
“I couldn’t believe my eyes when I saw seven decapitated heads.”
Number 2, wearing an orange cloak, expressed his sorrow. Number 2 had a pretty gentle relationship with Demora, so he was the first to feel sad.
“I never expected that he would be defeated by the princess. I will seek revenge right now…!”
“Calm down. If we move rashly, we could all end up like Number 7.”
When number 5 warned, number 6 responded with a scolding.
“You’re saying it’s going to be like number 7? Are you saying we’re going to get beat up by a bunch of snotty noses from Alighieri?”
“Actually, this is the second time something like that has happened. Just think about what happened to Elder Enviel, number one.”
“Make no mistake! It’s too early to assume that Number 1 is dead!”
His body has not been found yet. Some say we should not give up hope, but there are already many members who are expressing cynical opinions.
If… Envyel was here, we wouldn’t be fighting like this.
“There really is no such thing as a pack of lynxes.”
It was number 3 in the yellow cloak who pointed this out.
“The biggest problem right now is the seven deaths. You can always make a plan.”
“….”
“That doesn’t mean we should take the death of our comrades lightly. It just means we must not forget our purpose.”
‘Prove their justice.’
Doomsday’s goal is to accomplish this by invoking ancient evil spirits.
The ancient evil gods were beings banished to a distant dimension by the great sage Dantia 300 years ago. That is why even a speck of dust from the ‘Archive’ was needed to find a clue about that dimension.
“Okay. Let’s calm down for now.”
Number 5, wearing a blue cloak, tried to calm the situation down, saying:
“Anyway, Princess Mirona is now confirmed as an enemy. Our subordinates who infiltrated as vassals of the Empire tried their best to persuade her, but it seems they failed.”
Mirona wanted to become the chairman in order to gain her father’s approval. But she also wanted to look good to the royal family because of the persuasion of her subordinates who had infiltrated the royal family.
“But it wouldn’t have been Miro or the princess who killed Number 7. She’s still so immature that there’s no way she could handle Number 7.”
At that time, the faculty and staff were powerless. So the only conclusion we can come up with is that one of the students knocked him down.
Even if Mirona is right, she will never be alone. There is someone else. Someone among the cadets who has the power to defeat Demora.
The questions did not end there.
“And one more thing. It seems that Saint Nevia has been released from the Celestial Bloodworm. That’s why she confessed everything during her speech.”
“How could Jason do something so sloppy?”
We also heard about Jason’s death. It was surprising that he, who held such a high position, had failed.
He was also said to have been found dead with his throat cut.
“The only good thing is that even if Saint Nevia joins our side, she won’t know our faces.”
“It is clear that someone interfered in the failure of this project. Even the connection with Aisha was cut off.”
“Really? That means….”
Aisha was made so that she could never betray the Seven Constellations. That means it would be reasonable to assume that she was subjugated.
Number 7 and Jason’s death, Saint Nevia’s betrayal, and loss of contact with Aisha, a key force.
It couldn’t have been a serious situation. There was clearly an intruder, but it was hard to tell who it was.
Then, number 4, wearing a green cloak, suddenly opened his mouth.
“I can’t just sit still like this.”
Number 4 suddenly spoke while gritting his teeth. Since Number 4 was the one who created Aisha, you could sense an incredible amount of anger from him.
“We should start preparing [it] soon. All the planning should be finished by now.”
“Calm down, number 4. No matter how urgent it is, [it] is only possible in theory.”
Number 6 said that he had planned the blueprint but had not tried to build it yet. However, number 4 said it with a smile.
“The reason it’s only theoretically possible is because there isn’t enough magical power to feed the corpse. However, a solution to this problem was discovered not long ago.”
They create soldiers who move with magical power by infusing magic into corpses. Among them, this ritual is called ‘RE-Union’.
It’s just a spell that resurrects a person as a zombie, but if you don’t regularly infuse it with magic power, it will disappear.
If the target of resurrection had strong potential while alive, it will be difficult to succeed. However, if successful, there is an advantage in that no magical power injection is required.
Then, an indescribably powerful soldier will be born.
“What is the method?”
“I was able to hear good news from Epsilon and Zeta, who had infiltrated the imperial palace. They said they had found a pretty useful source of magical power.”
The two of them were trying to make up for the failure of the last Mosria Plan. It seemed that they had shown good results after reflecting on that time.
“Hoo-hoo. Then I guess I just need to collect the corpses. I could probably revive them with just a drop of blood anyway.”
“I just happened to find some good material.”
As Number 4 spoke, Doomsday’s masked men were dragging three coffins. The open coffins contained what could be called corpses.
They were also the corpses of powerful men who had been active during the Demon World War 30 years ago.
* * * * *
On the rooftop of the Alighieri dormitory, a cadet was sitting there, holding a bottle of alcohol, under the moonlight.
The white-haired cadet was stroking something that looked like a bird.
“Thank you for your hard work.”
“Kyuururu~”
The bird moved as if it were alive, even though it was only a bone.
The skeleton bird that looks like an undead was originally a violent spirit called ‘Karon’. However, it was tamed by Lyman Begilius and became docile.
“Goodbye.”
『Kyu kyu kyu!』
When he let go of the caron, the guy flew away like an ordinary sparrow.
Lyman assigned Karon to watch Jason’s every move, and recorded all the scenes Karon witnessed in an artificial golem.
I was sad to let Karong go because he had been following me around like a pet. But when I thought of him as a pet, something came to mind.
“I miss you, Leaf.”
Seven years ago, a young wolf was loitering next to him.
Since it was the boy left behind by the previous saint, I couldn’t throw him away and kept him with me.
But due to his own carelessness, he turned into a monster… and ended up hurting people.
“I’m so sorry.”
Lyman drank alcohol to forget the stress of the day.
But the full moon shining on the roof of the three-star building continued to remind me of the sadness of that day.
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