Chapter 364 – Blue Blood (5)
─Hmmm. I cleared my throat and started talking.
“As the wives said, we came all the way here at the request of Lady Hennessis. They only knew that Tyrsi had received a letter from her former handmaid, and the rest followed her trail and came all the way here.”
“It would be very arrogant for me, the cause of the situation, to say this, but… You’ve been through a lot. It is all thanks to you that I am able to be here.”
“What. This is the result of luck.”
I just said that and received a thank you without saying anything.
I thought that I had made such a grand effort, but it was because I thought it was worse to be humble here.
If I said such a thing here, it would only be like showing off my humility while holding on to a tired person. That was no good for anyone. It’s a bit strange between us.
“Anyway, so obviously… The person who took care of me when I was young sent me the news I was looking for in a letter, and that is why I returned to Romania.”
Tyrsi narrowed her eyes as if trying to recall her memories.
“But while I was researching and preparing for the truth, I was caught by the minions of
“And then you came all the way to Lenapolis?”
“Yes, it was. Up until then, I had been on high alert at the dubious talk of an engagement, but it was a problem that I couldn’t overcome with suspicion or caution.”
Tirthy sighed and explained the process of coming to Lenapolis and what happened afterwards.
To summarize her details, it was that after spending a few days at her mansion, her lord, Diavolo summoned her to her annex.
“Since the situation was like that, I had no choice but to go, and I was thinking of asking how to get them out. But when I actually visited him, he turned out to be 10 times more insane than I had imagined.”
Tyrsi frowned as if she was remembering that time.
“They tried to restrain me by giving self-serving explanations that I couldn’t even understand. At that time, I had already tried to escape several times and failed, so I tried to deal with it immediately with magic.”
“… I see.”
I could imagine how desperate Tyrsi must have been.
To have a chance against Fulcan Diavolo, you had to be a warrior who could at least use an aura, or a wizard who could block attacks against such a warrior. Tirshi was neither.
However, Tirsch chuckled and said as if this part was the main point.
“Diavolo watched me use magic while saying something like, ‘I had to extract four years of low-quality mana anyway, and thank you for helping me with that task~’. So I just used up all the remaining mana and locked myself in an ice coffin.”
“… You mean the magic you used when fighting Tabula?”
It’s ice I know what magic is. It is the ice magic that Tyrsi used when the werewolf Tabula was transforming in the past.
Although Tabula broke the ice and came out unscathed.
Having understood that far, I was dumbfounded and asked.
“Oh my God, did you say that you hit it on your bare body? Can you still stand it?”
Judging from Tirsi’s words, she wasn’t in a state of being resistant to magic like Tabula, but was just saying that she locked herself in an ice coffin with a can. So I couldn’t help but be surprised.
Freezing the whole body and then defrosting it without scarring.
It’s not as simple as it appears in cartoons or movies. Frozen man is the realm of science fiction.
The human body has a very complex structure. It is not pork belly that is thawed in the microwave or seasoned and defrosted at room temperature for 1 hour and 30 minutes.
Even magic, which is responsible for Amman’s laws of physics, cannot be separated from all chemical phenomena. Whether it’s magic or liquid nitrogen, my whole body was frozen solid without enough preparation, and then I came back to life, how can I be fine!
Even in the experiment of melting and reviving a goldfish, the saved goldfish tends to get lost quickly because its intestines are chewed!
What if it is a human with more complex body organs than a goldfish?
It’s stupid to worry about the outcome. 100% will die.
No, but Tirshi looked fine now. Perhaps it was something that was done with a countermeasure?
As I looked at him with that thought in mind, Tirshi kept his mouth shut for some reason, then smiled.
“I can’t stand it. Actually, I was half thinking about dying.”
“… Yes?”
“I committed it with the thought that it would be better for me to die if I would not see anything good if I survived. So, to be honest, I am also very curious. How am I even alive right now?”
Tirsi tilts her head with a face full of real 100% curiosity.
I’m at a loss for words No shit, why does this young woman say that she tried to kill herself?
“There is nothing to be surprised about. That must be the power of the elixir.”
It was then. That’s what Veronica struggled through her virginity barrier to get to us.
“… Elixir?”
“Yes. If it was an elixir, it would have been possible to keep the frozen body alive without killing it with improvised magic.”
“Aha. Is that why Diavolo has been hoarding such high-quality elixirs?”
Dana muttered as if she understood.
I nodded in the same way. Veronica’s words had some validity.
If the frozen body was thawed, Tirshi would have died due to phenomena such as osmotic pressure or changes in molecular structure.
From the moment her whole body froze, her body must have been in a state infinitely close to her death, like a heated protein. In such a state, to keep Tyrsi alive without killing her, she needed a top-quality recovery potion.
A prime example of this is Elixir.
Even the terrible burns I showed in Jesugai mode—the transformation of protein cells and the like by heat—can be fixed with an elixir.
“Besides… The feeling of discomfort in the body that Tyrsi is feeling right now is not simply because she has been trapped in ice for a long time.”
Veronica pondered, then she said.
“It is a ritual that reproduces the power of the ancient sorceress ‘Arma Shunas’ to its descendants across the ages. It must have been necessary to adjust the body to make it more smooth and stable. Getting stuck in the ice was a good choice as a result.”
“It’s a good thing. If I was obsessed, I wouldn’t be done with one or two scalpel marks on her body.”
It was Tirsi, who had been casually talking about creepy things since earlier.
“… As you healed me trapped in the ice coffin with the elixir, did you adjust the result to the ritual with black magic?”
“I don’t know. Unless you know exactly what the contents of the ceremony are, it is a desk discussion.”
Turning her palm, Veronica said to Fran and Dana.
“In that sense, we who are in good shape would be better off joining those who investigate the inside of the mansion. There is no way that a ceremony like this would not be organized in a book.”
“… No, there is nothing like that.”
Veronica was serious enough to say it, but Tyrsi denied it the other day. Veronica, who made a sullen expression as if she had been beeping, was fucking cute.
“Huh… What does that mean? Am I wrong?”
“Please. You were correct. That means you don’t have to go far.”
Tirshi said and pointed to the books I had brought and placed on the table.
“That book, the library that Diavolo showed me when he called me.”
“… Is that true?”
Veronica stares at my side in surprise. I picked up what Tyrsi pointed at from the table.
“Is this book right?”
“Yeah. No doubt.”
I opened the book nervously, as Tyrsi was confident in his memory.
And, while flipping through the hard cover, I suddenly realized.
‘Sleep. This is a book that the appraisers handed over to me because they judged it to be of little value.’
─Flutter.
The cover of the old hardcover was flipped over, revealing the beginning of the book.
[January 5, 2003. The newly hired chef served red-hot fish stew for breakfast. He was fired because he had a thorn in his neck.]
[It’s unfair? It is me who is unfortunate. I could tolerate making sauce with fishy seafood. Because you can’t eat it.]
[But I couldn’t get past pouring the sauce on that damn dried fish and calling it a dish. He served the fried chicken like a stone three days ago, so he must have thought he would be forgiven this time too.]
No fuck, I think I brought the wrong book.
I showed the book to Dana shyly, and Dana, who must have read more books than me, hardened her complexion.
“… Does this look like a diary written by an aristocrat from the era of ancient civilization?”
“… Yes? Oh no. No way!”
Upon receiving her book, Tirshi continues to turn over her pages, denying reality, like a married woman who saw her missing husband 10 years ago return with her mistress. She went and hung her head as if giving up.
“That’s right, Diary… I must have misremembered.”
I thought it was worth it. A few hours ago, I was trapped in the ice, and I was in a situation where I was dying or dying.
She’s alive now, but it must have been because her body, which was being treated with the elixir, was filled with high-density mana when the ritual began, blocking the ice mana. That’s why when it appeared in front of us, it must have broken the ice coffin and bounced out unscathed.
However, it is a miracle that the memory was not lost during that state of suspended animation.
Even if he poured the elixir, there could be confusion in his memory. It wasn’t strange when you think about it that way.
‘I’m more tired than I am, so I can’t turn my head anymore, damn it.’
Now, while his wives were watching, he might have committed a violent affair, 3P, hugging the bed and hugging him. It’s the first time I’ve fallen asleep like this since escaping from Carmine University.
“… Hey, Tyrsi sister? As far as Tyrsi remembers, this was the book Diavolo was holding at the time, right?”
After turning around and handing over her diary, Rari Lura tilted her head and asked.
Tirshi answered hesitantly, as if he were not sure.
“As far as I remember, it was, but not really. No matter how insane that person is, he couldn’t have called me and read the old people’s diaries?”
“Hmm… ?”
Laliluna, who was worried, glanced at my face for some reason, and she opened her mouth with a reddened face as if she was a little embarrassed.
“Well, how about thinking the other way around?”
“The opposite?”
“Yes~. As for the premise that Tyrsi and her sister’s memories are all right~? Doesn’t this diary mean ‘content worth reading even then’?”
Our junior smiled brightly and flipped through the book.
“How about a logical approach? I don’t think people in the past wrote down all the valuable content right away! How are you? Detective Ralilura’s reasoning!”
“Who is he imitating?”
“Aha♡! Senior, who would you be?”
I wondered how long he was going to call me senpai at Lalilura’s answer, smiling, but before I knew it, I also quite liked that title. It’s because Lari Lura, who calls me differently, didn’t quite imagine her.
“So, so? I kept reading with that thought in mind, but the contents of the diary gradually became less lively from the middle! There are sometimes funny stories included, but the feeling conveyed by the handwriting is very different☆!”
“The mood of the writing changes? Where?”
“Yes, here ♡!”
Lari Lura liked it as if she had received her compliments, and she held out the open book.
As I was about to read the page, my eyes widened at the ability to translate faster than my own.
“… Is it cipher text?”
An ancient document that was thought to be a diary of an old person.
Its contents, from about halfway through the book, were replaced by cipher texts that hid the true meaning behind the dry handwriting.
