Because the Exiled Magic Swordsman Was Actually the Pillar (Physical) of the Party， the Heroines of the Hero Cling to It Belatedly. 495

Chapter 495 – Theory and Graveyard

000

After talking with Illenu, the afternoon was not that busy.

Emma and Sasha were playing hard with Griffon in the garden, and Quon was still a temple.

Illenu quietly fell asleep in her room and was resting until she left for work at night.

Lila is out in the living room where Emma can be seen in plain view, in case Emma gets hurt.

Nonetheless, one thing.

I recall the story Illenu told me before falling asleep.

‘Come to think of it, are you using that room? Something. I can feel the energy of dark magic from inside…’

While saying that, Illenu pointed to the innermost room in the inn.

It was the room where Lilim was sleeping.

Even though more than a week had passed since Lilim came to this eastern country, he still hadn’t woken up.

Quon and Cleon took turns looking at the condition- even though the body was fully recovered, it was as if something had been locked inside.

Until her personality surfaced, it seemed like something important was missing.

‘In her case, her memories are back, but her body her is still human. … And yet, after a long time, she shows no sign of deterioration.’

Layla must feel a sense of incongruity in that area.

Lilim is a reincarnated person who became demonized and transcended humans because of her experiments with her.

Originally from the dark demon clan, she must have had high qualities to be reincarnated as such an existence.

If that’s the case, even if she sealed it, it couldn’t be said that the seal was perfect.

A person’s magic power changes greatly depending on emotions.

And, of course, the part of ‘memory’ involved in that emotion is wide.

Memories of being happy. Memories of being angry. Sad memories. Pleasant memories.

Memories that form a person’s personality fluctuate the waves of emotions and change the waves of mana.

And- ‘Devil’ is a magical power formation that has no substance.

When the wave of magical energy fluctuates, it is greatly affected compared to other beings.

As she regained all of her memories of her as her her original ‘Lilim’, no small effect would have gone on her seal that had fixed her as her ‘human’ as her.

That is why the ‘hypothesis’ made by Layla is-

‘Isn’t Lilim… Trying to allegorize as a demon once again?’

That it is.

She was the only one who noticed that part, even in the party, so far.

However, others may notice it sooner or later.

When that happens-especially in the case of Amelia, she will struggle with what to do with her.

Of course. If it’s a demon, it’s correct to reverse summon it after punishing it.

It’s the surest way, no doubt about it.

‘It’s really, if it’s the best way, but that’s the story.’

However, demons can be summoned to hell even if their bodies in reality are disintegrated or destroyed, and then summoned again if there is a summoner.

Now that Ishtal and Astarothe have collapsed, the chance of Lilim being resummoned may be extremely low, but-

Powerful demons, even while in hell, send only their will to this world to tempt humans to summon them.

Lilim, who has an obsession with Cleon, now has no reason or guarantee that he won’t.

Sending them to a “Hell” They couldn’t control didn’t seem like a good idea.

If yes – reseal?
To do that, you need to call ‘Mercury’.

An artificial spirit of Tris Megistos in the Crystal Canyon Underground Laboratory.

Now that I have a living body in my hands, I will be able to get out of there.

If there is a problem, that is the kingdom, and that there are limited ways to contact them.

I was worried that by sealing it, it would end up putting off the problem once more, turning the debt around.

‘…A fundamental solution has to be made. For that- all I have to do is…’

While she said that, she put her hand on her head and groaned, laying out her notebook and magic book, forming hypotheses, denying them one by one and erasing them.

It is to build and then tear down her theories over and over again about what to do with Lilim.

In the meantime, when she thought she heard a fluttering sound from the garden, Lila turned around, feeling uncomfortable with the sound of flapping wings that was different from the griffon’s.

Then, there, Schrödinger moves his little wings vigorously, descends from the sky, enters the living room, and approaches Leila.

“Heh… Heh… Red-haired sister! Do you have a brother?”

“Where did you go alone? If it’s Cleon, he went out with Amelia a little while ago. It’s a family service.”

“What!? No, why are they so different? Seriously…!”

As if tired of flying anymore, Schrödinger climbs up on the desk and talks while looking at Lila.

“There is something I must convey. Sister, can you talk with your older brother through ‘telepathy’?”

“Well… That’s right.”

When Lila nods, Schrödinger recounts what he has been through this morning.

What I saw after following Galatea and Caliburn, and what I was caught by a strange woman while trying to return-

And finally.

This is a story about a tall woman I saw at her house her.

“A poor girl, a woman who draws blood and gives money… It smells like something. But is that enough to pass on to Cleon?”

“Of course! Because that woman is Darwin!”

“… Darwin is in Asteris!?”

After hearing the story, Layla, who was momentarily dazed, naturally jumped up and raised her voice.

Then, she casually places her hand on her forehead and closes her eyes, sending her telepathy towards Cleon.

[Cleon! It’s a big deal! Darwin, an executive of the regressor in the royal capital now…]

[…

[…Cleon?]

A voice that does not return even if you call for Cleon.

If you hold on to the stretched line of magical power and move forward, the line of magical power fades in the middle and gradually disappears from view, so that your voice cannot reach you.

“…Cleon, where the hell did you go with Amelia…?”

“What is it, can’t reach you…? It’s a big deal… Maybe you met Darwin…!”

“——Okay. Then let’s go find it.”

As Layla says so, she stretches out her hand, and a red wizard’s cloak emerges from the air and drapes over her body.

“Sasha!

“Huh? Oh, yes!”

Sasha, who flinched at her sudden call from Lila, responded vigorously with a nod of her head to her.

Layla and Schrödinger went out to the garden on their feet, and immediately flew up into the sky to find Cleon.

001

Turning back time a bit, this is the story right after Cleon and Amelia left the inn.

Leaving behind Calia who tilts her head at the sight of Amelia growing up, Cleon looks back at Amelia when he comes out of the building of the Dark Dragon Company.

Amelia next to Cleon is about 3 years older than the original Amelia.

A little bit of her original Amelia still remained, but the oriental-style white clothes on her body and her—

Wearing her hair in pigtails her added an aura like a ‘lively girl’to her ‘dignity her as a princess’and seemed to amplify her charm her even more.

“Are you okay?”

“Ah. No problem.”

Saying so, Cleon hands her the hat she was holding in her hand her.

In this oriental country, it was worn by both men and women, and it must have been used to block the sunlight.

From the outside, it is so large that it covers the upper half of the face, so it is also used to cover the eyes.

When Amelia put it on and carefully tied her chinstrap, she looked like nothing more than a noble house in the Orient.

“It’s a little disappointing. At best, it’s become like this, but it’s hard to see from Cleon.”

After putting on the hat, for Amelia, who is shorter than Cleon, when he turns her head, only part of her hat her is visible.

I couldn’t help it because I couldn’t be vigilant just because it was the capital of the Eastern country.

Still, it was a little disappointing.

“…Don’t worry. I’m looking at you properly.”

“──”

But when Cleon spoke that way, Amelia blinked her eyes and blushed a little.

Of course, Amelia herself was well aware that it wasn’t ‘affection’or anything like that, but rather a statement as her guardian of her.

However, after hearing these misleading lines, her hands and toes her felt itchy, and she cleared her throat.

“Well, then let’s go. Actually, I’ve decided where I want to go.”

As she said that, what she took out was a small booklet.

What is written on the cover is “An Asteris Tour Guide without Worries Even for the First Time”.

From the fact that it was written in the kingdom language, I could tell that it was for tourists.

“First… I want to go to this place south of Asteris.”

, She shows her pamphlet her, pointing to-

It was the Asteris Cemetery.

“…The death?”

“…Yes!”

He said it was a place he wanted to visit, so I thought it was a famous tourist attraction or a place like a temple, but why such a place?

“I heard that there is a memorial stone here to honor those who helped the kingdom fight against the empire in the previous Great War. I want to stop by there.”

At Amelia’s words her, Cleon nodded her head as if he finally understood.

“Okay. Then, let’s stop by there first. If there’s another place you want to go, think about it in advance.”

“Yes. Thanks, Cleon.”

Amelia, who nods her head as she says so, sticks by Cleon’s side her and they proceed down the street together.

Then- another Amelia’s voice came into her head.

[Good job Amelia. It was a good idea to collect information in advance that the cemetery of Asteris is a place that lovers often visit because of its gloomy atmosphere.]

Okay. Amelia asked to go to her cemetery her, but of course she also intended to go to the memorial and pray for her souls her.

No, even if that part was true, it wouldn’t be a lie.

But at the same time, another Amelia inside her.

Amelia of her separate self established [A plan to narrow the thrilling distance] And proposed to Amelia.

Right away, a psychic spot. A plan to close the distance between lovers in a scary place.

The sound of trees swaying, the hanging shadows, the dreary fog.

[The best plan is to grab Cleon’s arm and hold him close while raising his voice, ‘Kyaaak!’]

[That… Please don’t say things like that. Because I really want to visit the memorial stone.]

Amelia seems a bit uncomfortable with her alter ego her talking like that, but she says ‘huh’and her voice her returns.

[Of course I know. But that part is your decision, the synthetic self. Regarding the part of ‘I want to close the distance with Cleon’, you can completely trust my advice.]

[Even if you tell me to trust you… As a result, you are me too, right?]

[…

If Amelia has hair, then Amelia.

The poor thing about love is ‘Amelia’s judgment that either way will be the same.

[But I’m more active.]

[…

As she nodded her head saying that she was right and walked away-

“Amelia.”

“…Yes?”

I hear Cleon’s voice from the side.

And, the moment Amelia answered his voice her, the gaze she felt around her her, and her her presence her, she shut her mouth for a moment.

“…Could it be that they recognized my identity?”

“No- I don’t think this is. It looks like it’s targeting me.”

Cleon frowns a little, predicting the identities of the beings hiding in the shadows.

Unusually, while questioning the lack of hostility, he did not stop moving his feet for the first time.

“…Let’s move to a place with fewer people. As it is, to the cemetery.”

“Yes.”

At Cleon’s words, Amelia quietly nodded her head.

However, inside of her, she felt a slight resentment towards the beings who questioned them for trying to thwart their plans.

[Bur, do you already have a plan…? This wasn’t in my data…!]

002

When Cleon and Amelia moved inside Asteris and headed for the cemetery, they felt the ‘mist’ spreading around them getting thicker the closer they got to the entrance of the cemetery.

“A gloomy energy… Is the energy of the dead flowing into the spirit vein flowing out?”

“Speaking of graveyards, I remember Illenu’s realm from the rift in the other dimension… It wasn’t as full of yin energy as it was here.”

At Amelia’s words, Cleon nodded her head, but she glanced back.

There were still people, but the presence was maintained.

“How far are you planning to chase after me… But that side might show up when there are fewer people around. Amelia. You might have to fight.”

“…Yes.”

Nodding to Cleon’s words, the next moment she stepped on the boundary line at the entrance of the cemetery.

Cleon and Amelia knew that they had passed the ‘barrier’.

“Barrier?”

“…Did this be opened by those chasing us?”

At Amelia’s words, Cleon confirmed the magical power of the barrier that stretched out from the entrance, but he could see that it had the scent of magical energy that he was familiar with.

“No, I know this magical power. It is the magical power of the shrine-shamans. Probably, it was spread out so that the ghosts could not flow out of it mixed with the negative energy accumulated in this graveyard.”

If Amelia nods as if she understands Cleon’s words-

Next moment. As if blocking their way, three shadows appeared and blocked the way for Cleon and Amelia.

“…Finally showed up.”

They were wrapped in black blankets all over their bodies, hats were worn deeply on their heads, and long long swords hung from their waists.

The long hair spread under the hat and the light-looking body movements.

It was not difficult to see that all three of them were female.

No matter where you look, seeing them as civilians, Amelia carefully spreads her hands and prepares for battle.

“…Don’t worry. We, Amelia Chaldearis-nim, and Cleon-nim don’t have any intention of being hostile.”

But, should I say representative of them?

The woman standing in the middle of the three raises her hands and talks.

There, Cleon, who noticed the possibility that they might not be enemies, asked them a question.

“…You guys?”

“We belong to the ‘Secret Mobile Division’ of the Royal Palace of the Eastern Kingdom. … In other words, the ‘Intelligence Squad’ belonging to the Eastern Kingdom.”

Cleon widens his eyes at those words.

“…They are the men of the Beauty Painter. Are you saying that?”

“As a member of the group, yes. We act under the orders of someone else, not the Beauty Painter.”

Are you from the royal palace? The question naturally pops up in Cleon’s head her, but they must have circumstances too.

“…So. What’s up with the Covert Mobility Department?”

When Cleon cautiously asks them another question, they talk while looking at Amelia.

“…First of all, let’s go to the memorial stone, as Amelia-sama wanted. The story we are trying to convey is a story that has a lot to do with the Kingdom and the East…And the Empire. “

“Even in the Empire?”

Amelia tilted her head at their words, but Cleon nodded her head knowingly.

“…Okay. Then. Let’s hear the story there.”

“Thank you.”

As she said that and started moving her steps, Cleon could see that Amelia’s expression her wasn’t all that bright.

“…Don’t worry, Amelia. They’re not enemies… And if they try to do something. I’ll protect them.”

Cleon speaks in a voice that the girls cannot hear.

Amelia nodded her head at that, but it wasn’t that she felt like a threat to them.

[Wait a minute, I’ll try to think of another plan. So… Uh… So… Uhm…]

It was because her voice was her, which seemed to overflow from embarrassment, continued to be heard in her head.

‘Haa… Apparently, it seems to be wrong today.’

Amelia let out a sigh as she thought so.