Chapter 523 – Encyclopedia and Nightmare
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About an hour after Cleon returned to the mansion, Amelia and Sasha were reading a book together in the living room.
What you are reading is the “Ultimate Continent Rare Creatures Encyclopedia”. It is the latest edition published by Sophia after updating about 200 books.
There, too, information about Gryphon was written, but much more than Amelia originally knew.
“Even in this book written by the great sage Sophia, it is not written that gryphons can use magic to transform into humans.”
Amelia said, grumbling and holding her forehead as if her head hurt her.
Yesterday, I was distracted because I had to go clean up the remnants of the empire with Cleon, so I skipped it.
As expected, it was the first time I had heard that a griffon could transform into a human.
“It’s not at all impossible for demon beasts to transform into humans, right?”
As Sasha put her finger on her own chin, she remembered something about Anansi in her mind.
She, too, usually takes the form of a human wearing a robe.
“No. It’s not necessarily like that. Only some monsters who are born with excellent magical abilities can take human form. They are called ‘Polymorphs’ and can completely transform into human form. That’s why magic is treated as the exclusive property of dragons. “
[The guy you just recalled was elevated from Arachne to a beast god, so he can only transform into a human. When it was Arachne, the beast, it would have been impossible.]
She nodded as if she understood Amelia and Ruben’s words.
“Then… After all, as Layla said, is it because she was born from her mother who was remodeled by Laplace?”
“It’s hard to deny that theory… But it’s strange that acquired magical abilities are passed on to children.”
What Amelia says is a famous story even on the continent, that even if a congenital constitution is cured using her magic her, the same constitution will be passed on to the child.
A man who was once famous as the continent’s foremost scholar said he could n’t have a baby until he cured his hair loss of her.
Decades later, he said that he found out that the acquired constitution was not inherited after seeing that the child had hair loss as he grew up.
“Then, the possibility that this griffon itself is a special species… Even if it is a griffon, it could be another rare species that people have not discovered.”
When Amelia says that, Sasha blinks her eyes, then the next second, her expression her sharpens as the ears on top of her head prick up.
“Hmm. Then, how about turning your gaze to the father instead of the mother?”
“Sasha… No, Master Ruben.”
At first, Amelia was a bit taken aback by the swish change in her personality of her, but now she seemed to have gotten used to it, and after seeing her way of speaking and the ears on top of her head of her, she was able to tell the two apart somewhat.
“This guy smells a bit of another creature besides that griffon. But I can’t pinpoint what it is. Because it’s a creature I’ve never smelled before.”
“Then… Being able to use magic could be a characteristic of the creature on the father’s side! It looks like a griffon… But sure, that part was a blind spot.”
Amelia nodded her head as if Ruben had some truth in her words her and looked at her encyclopedia her again.
“Really. Young guys are curious, so it’s a mask. Rather than that, weren’t you trying to give this guy a new name? How the story unfolds there, let’s reveal this guy’s identity, the reason for using magic Do you move on to revealing…”
“Ah… Ahaha…”
When Amelia scratched her cheek, having heard Ruben’s words her and remembering her her initial purpose her, Ruben let out a sigh, turned back to Sasha, and went back inside her.
“Come to think of it… Gonzalez’s new name… Mmm…”
“Pee-it?”
Perhaps thinking that Sasha had called his name her, Gonzalez, who had been eating the fruits she had cut into pieces, looked back at Sasha.
“It seems like he’s already imprinted his name as his Gonzalez… Maybe there’s no need to change it.”
If Amelia, who was watching Gonzalez’s actions of her, said that, Sasha would too … She nodded her head.
“Once Gonzales can speak human language, he will be able to decide for himself what his name he will be.”
“No matter how much it is, it’s impossible to go that far… Griffins have the level of intelligence to understand human speech, but their vocal organs are different from humans to say that directly…”
When Sasha nodded at Amelia’s words, Gonzalez tilted her head as he picked up the fruit again and brought it to his mouth her.
Seeing her eating an apple, not knowing how many days she’s been there, Sasha shuts her mouth a bit and looks at her-
“No. Since he has a human form, maybe he can speak human words?”
“Yes, Sasha?”
Watching Sasha’s eyes narrow, Amelia notices that Sasha has shown her curiosity again.
“Shall we teach it? The common language of the continent! Maybe, we’ll be able to talk and read books!”
“… A griffon that speaks human language… If you go that far, you’ll really be like a human instead of a griffon…”
As her eyes twinkle and look at Sasha, who ignites her will her, Amelia smiles bitterly at her troubled look her.
From the side of her her, her older sister her is obviously Sasha, but her grown-up her looks like Amelia.
“I’m sure there must have been a textbook for the Continental Language that I got from Mr. Layla in my room. Gonzalez with that…”
Saying that, Sasha got up from her seat and was about to go to her room.
When there is a knock on the door, Amelia tries to get up.
“Oh, no. I’m already awake, so I’ll go and see. Amelia is here!”
“Ah…”
If she went out and someone she didn’t know came to visit, it could definitely make matters worse.
Recalling that, Amelia looks apologetic and nods her head at Sasha.
Then, Sasha got up energetically and left the living room and headed for the front door.
“I’m leaving now!”
From there, when you open the front door and greet her guests her —
“…To?”
It was a look that seemed a little surprised at the identity of the visitor.
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A shadowy girl standing alone in the alley behind the adventurer’s guild in the rain, quietly looking at the sword embedded in the ground.
The sword that her hand she transformed, pierced the man’s chest. The blood had already stopped.
That must be true, the body here is not a real body, and she had no intention of killing a man.
How many minutes has it been since you did this?
Maybe, the man can’t bounce back from the inside, and when that happens – what is he supposed to do.
The shadow was thinking of such a thing in its head, but the next moment, when it confirmed that the color returned to the petrified sword embedded in the ground, it was surprised to pull the sword out of the man’s chest.
Then, the male—no, Cleon—breathed in a deep breath, opened his eyes, and put his arms on the ground before he fell forward and slammed his face into the ground.
Barely holding on, and somehow getting himself up, the shadow returned his hand to the human’s and grabbed him by the shoulder to raise him up.
[Congratulations on your return, Master. I confirmed the loss of magic power, but it is within the expected range.]
“Yes… I did use magic…”
As Cleon muttered, he placed his hand near his own heart his, which had been pierced until earlier.
Her sword her seemed to close at the same time as her sword her pulled away.
“We succeeded in awakening Galatea’s consciousness.”
[I also confirmed it on my side.]
As she said that, she raised her finger and pointed at her previously gray sword. Cleon nodded her head and stood up to grab the handle of her sword.
Then, without hesitation, the sword was pulled out of the ground, and at the same time changed into light in Cleon’s hand her.
This reaction was the same light that Galatea showed when she went back and forth between sword and human form in the real world.
“Galatea…”
As Cleon cautiously calls her name her, her cluster of lights slowly takes human form.
“Yes…!”
And Galatea, stretching vigorously and revealing the same appearance as usual-
I thought so, but it wasn’t like usual at all.
He was as tall as Cleon’s face, and shrunk to three heads tall, like a fairy.
Originally, it had all the characteristic parts of Galatea, but even so, it is a considerable mini size.
“What?”
Galatea, too, looked down at her own hand her and put on her puzzled expression her, wondering if her own figure had become that way.
[Recovery of my (Galatea) self-consciousness, success. With this, the only thing left is me (Caliburn).]
Looking at Galatea like that, the shadow nodding her head in relief.
“…Was it restored? This.”
Cleon feels doubt about Galatea’s incomplete form her and tilts her head, but
Galatea, her master her, twirled and looked back on Cleon’s shoulder her, and she smiled as if this body was n’t bad either.
“Looks like something has become a mascot. Isn’t it cute? Me.”
“…Although it is.”
Cleon nodded her head at Galatea’s words her, but even looking at her condition her, it was clear that a part of her had returned.
After all, did I have to awaken the consciousness of Caliburn?
“Then, let’s go. Show me to Caliburn.”
As Cleon says so, she turns towards the alley she came in from.
Then, as she turned her gaze to the shadow holding her her, Galatea tilted her head.
“Cleon, is anyone there?”
Galatea speaks as if Cleon is talking into the air.
“…Can’t you see?”
Unlike Galatea, Cleon stars straight into the shadow.
“Here’s the new sword ritual that the Shadow- you and Caliburn are about to merge into.”
As Cleon said, moving his hand her to give her the approximate location and size of her, Galatea narrowed her eyes and looked at her, then shook her head.
“No… I can’t see it. Why?”
[…
However, there was no doubt that the shadow side clearly recognized Galatea.
Normally, her commentary her would come from the shadow side here, but when she did n’t say anything, Cleon asked her her in her role her.
“Do you know anything?”
[Sorry. It is a phenomenon she is not aware of. Master.]
To the shadow that lowered her head while talking like that, Cleon looked at her silently for a moment and then shook her head.
“If you don’t know, there’s nothing you can do. Anyway, here is a guide who knows this world well, Galatea. This guy will lead us to Caliburn.”
“Well. If Cleon talks like that…”
Then Cleon nodded and started moving along the alley as the shadow led him.
But the next moment, Cleon felt something rushing towards him and quickly backed away, avoiding the attack.
“Cheet… Did you avoid it…”
And, Cleon immediately frowned at the annoying voice he heard.
“Next to Wyvern, are you guys next?”
When Cleon took a posture and looked away at the appearance of the opponent who had no choice but to say that.
There, a blond-haired young man stood with a sword slung over his shoulder.
And that sword was a holy sword that radiated divine magic.
The young man with ‘Caliburn’, who Cleon knew well, was talking to Cleon while twisting the corners of his mouth her.
“You’re running away well, Cleon. But, this is the end. I, the hero, will punish a dirty magic swordsman like you in the name of justice.”
“…It’s a high-quality fake. Was this made by Caliburn?”
As Cleon said, he reached out his hand to her as if he didn’t want to look at his annoyed face her.
“Ok?”
The Alban made a foolish voice with a bewildered expression, as if he had never thought that Cleon would attack him with his bare hands her.
As it was, he was grabbed by the back of his head, and at the same time as Cleon lifted his knee, he was punched in the face.
“Cuck!”
The sound of several of his teeth and the breaking of his nose resonated openly.
Albein put on a painful face, unable to straighten his back, and covered his face with his hands.
“Wow, that hurts.”
Galatea climbs on Cleon’s shoulder and speaks with a voice and expression that does not seem to be sorry at all.
When Cleon kicked the head of Alvein, who was sitting on the ground, with a roundabout kick, the guy flew towards the wall with that blow and locked himself in a clot of blood before collapsing to the ground.
Then, just like when the wyvern was defeated, it would turn into ashes and disappear.
Even the Carly Burn, which was in his hand.
“It’s been a while since I’ve seen Alvein’s annoying face… But was he this weak?”
“You seem to be familiar with the image of Alvein that Caliburn has.”
Saying that, the moment he completely passed through his alley and came out onto the main street.
Galatea and Cleon’s faces crumpled in an instant.
“Hey, it came out.”
“Ha, it’s me who catches this guy.”
“Cleon… You guys took everything from me.”
Right away, dozens, or perhaps more than 100 Alban, all with Caliburn in their hands, turned their gazes toward him at once.
“My head hurts…”
When Cleon covered her face with both hands like Albein did earlier, Galatea also spoke with an expression as if her insides her were rumbling.
“Hey Caliburn… How much you hate Albain…”
[The enemy’s hostility continues to increase.]
With the two of them together, when her silent shadow her talks, Cleon glances at her and talks.
“Is it growing more than this?”
A shadow nodding its head.
Seemingly helpless, Cleon reached out her hand towards Galatea, who was on his shoulder her.
“Let’s go, Galatea.”
“Yeah, I don’t want to see them anymore either.”
Saying so, as usual, he tries to transform Galatea into a sword form-
“…Oh, no.”
“…”
Apparently, it seemed difficult to take the shape of a sword with this body.
“All of my (Galatea’s) mana is being used to maintain self-awareness. Please leave the battle to yourself.]
Then, if the shadow right next to Cleon takes the form of the two swords as before.
Cleon couldn’t help but squint his eyes at her.
Exactly, that sword- the sword held in the left hand her.
The sword imbued with dark magic, unlike before, was properly colored, and the shape of the blade was clearly visible.
‘This-‘
“Cleon! Albain guys like cockroaches are coming!”
Just as Cleon was about to think of something, he clicked his tongue at Galatea’s voice her as he shouted, and Alvein’s sword swung after him.
It was to block it by passing the sword behind his back her and crossing it.
“That, that… ! I should have aimed for a blind spot… !”
“You idiot…”
When Cleon said that, he turned his body around and swung his sword, and the guy was scattered as ashes while receiving huge cross cuts in his chest and stomach.
“It’s troublesome to deal with each one seriously… I’ll cut down all the guys who get in the way.”
As he said that, towards Cleon, whose eyes flashed, the Alvein army, who was not sure if they were fearless or stupid, jumped in at the same time.
