Chapter 389 - Episode Thirty-Five - Gizel's Attack (6)
“So, Abel left the village of his own volition and said that he would stay with Mea of his own volition! Please don’t just pretend that you don’t notice, and don’t say things in a cowardly way to fill in the gaps from the outside!”
“…………”
Gizel remained silent at Mea’s words.
The standoff between Mea and Gizel continued for a while.
It was probably less than a few tens of seconds, but it felt like a long time to me because I felt uncomfortable.
“…… Please don’t deceive my brother any further.”
Gizel whispered and hold her head.
At that moment, the grimoire in Gizel’s hands lit up again.
Gizel gently stroked the side of the grimoire again.
“…… It’s okay, Sim-san. I know, I know. I’ll surely clear up your regrets.”
…… I thought that Gizel’s strange behavior was because she was angry, but even if I thought that, it still seemed strange to me.
The reason why the demon in the grimoire is so supportive of Gizel is also a mystery.
Don’t tell me that that the grimoire’s demon is instigating Gizel?
If that’s the case, it’s unlikely that we’ll be able to have a straight talk as long as that thing is around.
The demon’s aim is also disturbing.
…… Don’t tell me that it’s possible that he knew where I was going and chased after me, or that he was originally after me instead of Gizel?
If the demon had been following Gizel all along, he wouldn’t have been able to track my movements, but whatever the case, he may be more dangerous than I first thought.
“…… I’m sorry that I have to stop this conversation, Gizel, but you have to give me that grimoire. I don’t know what he was talking about, but he’s not a very nice guy. Demons are just a bunch of rotten, delusional bastards. That’s too dangerous …… I thought I taught Shibi well about that too.”
”!! S-Sim-san is not a demon. Sim-san is an ancient Marren woman ……!”
“Listen, okay? A demon is a mishmash of spirits, and no single person’s personality can inhabit it. Demons are not like the ghosts of ghost stories or the undead created by sorcerers. It’s still okay If that is a man-made spirit created for such a purpose ……But a naturally occurring demon, and the definition of pre-natal personality does not apply to them in the first place.”
“That’s not true! Sim-san has been supporting me throughout my journey! So I understand!”
Gizel held the grimoire protectively.
“…… That’s impossible. In the first place, spirits are not limited to fragments of human or animal souls, but are also the magical embodiment of the thoughts contained in tools and land, and demons are the aggregate of all these things mixed together and empowered. It is not unusual for it to have an ego and greed. However, if it says they have memories or personality from before they were born, then they are just talking nonsense. The thoughts of a single individual are less than 1% of the whole.”
“…………”
“Anyway, give it to me. Then we can talk.”
“…… I understand. So you’re planning to take Sim-san away from me, cut off my means of tracking brother, and then run away again. Just like you did when you ran away from the village just before the marriage ceremony. “
“N-no, that guy is really no good!”
The grimoire in Gizel’s hand came to life and the pages fluttered by themselves.
“…… Sim-san?”
Gizel turns her attention to the text inside.
Apparently, the text inside is being added to communicate with Gizel.
But if he is so adept, there is no reason why he can’t communicate by sending his thoughts.
Some demons have a morbid obsession that restricts their means of communication, but in the case of this one, it was probably a stunt to fool Gizel.
Every aspect of him smells suspicious.
Gizel’s eyes narrow and glares at Mea.
“…… I understand. Let’s see, if brother doesn’t intend to talk in a straightforward manner, I will find a way. Besides …… there’s some annoying person here, and my brother needs a time and place to think quietly.”
Gizel puts her hand in front of her.
“Go!”
The Ortem at Gizel’s feet kicks the ground and heads straight for Mea.
“Wai-, wait a minute! You can’t believe me!”
“How can I believe you? The brother who just run away from me without telling me! Sim-san was always there for me, encouraging me!”
Gizel’s face turns red and she shouts.
Her eyes were slightly blurred with tears.
“Ugh. ……”
It was a very good argument.
It’s true that if I were Gizel, I would do the same.
I gave up trying to persuade her here and there, and raised my wand.
The only way to get rid of it is to neutralize Gizel and then take away the grimoire.
It’s clear that taking it away will make things even worse.
It may be impossible to make peace at this point.
But …… that’s not the kind of demon that can be left alone.
“Carry”
Gizel chants.
A magic circle unfolded around the Ortem, who jumped at Mea.
Gizel’s figure disappears, and she shifts to a position right in front of Mea, grabbing the Ortem.
“You’re in my way!”
Gizel swung her foot up and aimed at Mea with her toe.
If it hadn’t been for the guard Ortem, she would have kicked Mea in the chest.
Gizel, who’s bounced off the guard’s Ortem, leaps backwards while still holding onto her own Ortem.
“N-, no way ……?”
It’s obvious that the Gizel I know has a physical ability that’s out of this world.
I’m sure it’s the body enhancement Marren style, “wooden stick”.
“When are you able to do that kind of thing ……”
“Wooden Stick” is a technique to enhance one’s physical abilities by replacing one’s own magic power with the magic power stored in nature, such as the earth, trees, or spirits in the air, via an Ortem.
However, because it requires precise control of magic power, there are almost no people who can use it even within the Marren tribe, and it used to be treated as a legendary martial art.
Nowadays, there is no one but the chief who can reproduce it.
Even I failed to do it and had to have Gizel take care of me for three days as my whole body was torn apart in pain.