"Oh, yes. So this is the item from the fountain.

Oren carefully lifted up a mirror in the shape of a perfect circle with a silver sheen.

When seen in the sunlight, its unusual beauty could be seen more clearly.

The surface of the mirror is like the surface of clear water, and not a single cloud can be seen.

The rounded landscape is vividly reflected as a perfect copy.

Two small snakes holding each other's tails in their mouths are carved in relief on the edge of the mirror, and they seem to move with such precision.

What is more, this mirror is remarkable.

"The finish is excellent, with no tarnish, and the design is superb. It is definitely a famous treasure. I didn't realize ...... that the back of the mirror is also a mirror.

Unusually, this almost thicknessless mirror was mirrored on both sides.

Oren handed the mirror to Odle, who looked at it closely from different angles.

Thor and his friends, who had returned to the ground from the hidden passage, were now having a meal with Oren and others.

Behind them is a collapsed shrine.

The two researchers do not seem to mind at all, though the view is not suitable for lunch with an ominous monster standing upright nearby.

O'Doul, who has been examining the mirror carefully, tilts his head and concludes.

"I'm almost sure it's filled with tremendous power. But my specialty is plants, so I don't know much about them. At least I'm sure it has nothing to do with the power of the Ice God.

"Hm, how much is it as a ritual object? Dr. Odle."

"It is certainly more than a sacramental tool. It is certainly more than a sacristy.

"Not so much!"

"I knew it. ....... Mr. Oren, as soon as I get back, I'll ask you for help."

At the girl's serious words, the man, an employee of the Adventurers' Bureau, nodded gravely.

The first thing Sora asked Oren to do upon her return to the surface was to recommend to the bureau chief that security be strengthened in the border town of Dadan.

It was more than possible that monsters, including demons, would once again gather around this strange mirror.

The girl's hesitation was partly due to such concerns.

"But if we use this mirror, we might be able to beat that black skeleton! Tall girl."

Thor nodded his head, his cheeks relaxed, at the girl's choice to stop the tragedy rather than regret the tragedy that had happened.

Then he scratched the bottom of his chin as if troubled.

"The problem is, I don't know how to use it."

"Well, I'm stumped."

"Yes, that's a problem. Do you know anything about it?

Everyone was excited to see Sola easily break through the obstacle of the mysterious fountain where the mirror was placed.

However, the girl who looked into the mirror shook her head regretfully.

"Ummm, I have no idea..."

"I see. Come to think of it, why was Sola the only one who didn't mind the trick of the fountain?

"I saw what looked like a joint..."

"A joint?"

"Well, there was a gap between the stepping stones. There was a discrepancy between the stepping stones and the stepping stones. If you avoid them, you'll be fine. I don't know how to describe it, but something like that.

"Excuse me."

Thor places his hand gently on the girl's shoulder and examines the tree of Sola's skills for the first time in a long time.

The purpose is not the length of the branches, which is a skill, but one of the many characteristic fruits that grow on its trunk.

"I wondered if it was this one..."

What Thor found was the characteristic of in the center of the trunk.

In his early days as an adventurer, the fruit must have been rather small.

But now they are large and full of life.

And its effect has also changed from small to large, to my surprise.

Thanks to this characteristic, it was probably possible to distinguish small differences in space.

Under normal circumstances, however, it is impossible for the stem-fruit characteristics to grow without any action.

Tolle's eye further probes the reason for this.

There was a tube-like bulge extending from the base of Sola's four branch skills to the characteristic fruit.

It is possible that the growth of the skills induces some kind of power to flow through the tubes, and as a result, the characteristic fruit of also increases its effect. 

However, this is just speculation, and there is no proof.

The villagers, who are special villagers with powerful magical skills, were led by a large outbreak of a demon tribe that rarely appears on the ground.

Furthermore, the strange fountain at the end of the hidden passage and the mysterious mirror with extraordinary power.

Faced with these many questions, Thor had already realized that this hidden village was not just a lonely village in the mountains.

As the only daughter of the shrine head of such a village, it was no surprise that Sora would grow up in such an impossible way. 

The chosen people with the right skills should develop those skills.

Perhaps, that was the qualification to obtain this mirror ritual.

I glanced back at Sola and saw that the girl was smiling with a completely relaxed look on her face.

Thor's mouth relaxes involuntarily.

He then shook his head and kept this fact to himself.

"I feel better now that I know why, but I still don't know what to do with it."

"Torchan, Torchan, give Moo a chance!"

Moe had been quiet until now, mindlessly chewing cookies and sausages alternately like a squirrel.

But now he seems to have finally finished eating, and with a happy look on his face he holds out his flour- and grease-covered hand to Thor.

"You can borrow it, but won't you break it?"

"Oh, my God. Moo has never broken anything! You're so quick to make Moe wear wet clothes, To-chan."

He seems to have completely forgotten that just the other day, he had blown away the crown of thunder of heavenly authority.

"Okay, okay. Then go clean your hands first.

"Come on, Sola, come on!"

"Yes, yes. Is that okay?"

"Thank you!"

Thor carefully hands the mirror to Moe, who has Sola wipe his fingers.

The child with glowing purple eyes looked into it and made a strange expression with puffed out cheeks.

He then bursts out laughing at his own funny look.

The child, who had been giggling for a while, returns the mirror to Thor without any problem.

He returns the mirror to Thor without any further incident.

"Hey, is that all?"

At Thor's tone of exasperation, Moe's lips twitched and he stuck out his hand once more.

"You're always ordering me to do things, To-chan! Moo, you've been busy."

The child stares at the mirror, which is back in his hand again.

He groans strangely for a while and then nods in satisfaction.

"Here, is this okay?"

The back of the mirror that Moe lifted up.

Thor and the others are all at a loss for words at the image they see.

In the mirror, they saw their own images overlapping each other endlessly, as if they were mirrors.