Dawn dawned just by conveying the rest of the contents to Saint Deoni, except for the story of the divine fragment that I had cherished.
Contrary to my expectations, it was close to morning, and the fact that the assumption that there might be a threat from a new pure-blood dragon came to me as a considerable concern was also a reason for the lengthy story, but the saintess made the biggest problem and spoke at length about aesthetics. It was a copy bug.
“If the unexpected existence derived from the suddenly exposed divinity is the holy sword Esthe, wouldn’t it be possible to create a new hero through the holy relics and the remnants of the evil spirits gathered by the demon army?”
Not long after hearing the story, seeing the saintess who came up with a radical and blasphemous hypothesis that even I hadn’t expected, I couldn’t bear to refute it as nonsense.
The hero is not a strange creature that is classified as a separate category.
It’s just an ordinary mortal’s body imbued with power according to the will of the gods. Through a blessing based on mighty divinity.
Up until now, I hadn’t given much thought to it, but considering the conditions I mentioned earlier, being a hero might be close to a semi-permanent buff. The saintess’ explanation that there are many legends about warriors who fulfilled their duties returned their strength and returned to normal people also supported this hypothesis.
Putting those speculations together, it is highly likely that even divination of heroes is part of the power of the gods.
And if it really was a power, there was a good chance that those who succeeded in overcoming the chronic problem of the illusion wizard by making a copy version of the sanctuary’s deterioration magic tool could imitate the god and create a warrior.
thought was short. I should have remembered this possibility right away and asked Epaga-sama.
Just a few days ago, when I was talking about killing a god, I couldn’t think of the idea of an artificial hero, which even the saintess, who commented that it was ‘so terrible that it was so vicious that it would taint my mind’. Modern people who grew up watching 50,000 fantasy contents are disqualified.
While blaming herself for the first time in a long time, the saintess, who had burst into laughter at seeing me like that, lightly clapped her hands to draw attention and opened her mouth.
“First of all, let’s think about these issues step by step. Today’s celebration begins, so I think it would be better to meet Warchief Redel first.”
It was the original plan, so I nodded my head obediently and came out. Emmett, who seemed to have been sitting in a suitable place and waiting for me for that long time, turned his head.
“Is the story over?”
“Oh my God, have you been waiting here all along? It’s been several hours.”
“That kind of time is not a big deal for a wizard.”
Beyond Emmit, who gets up from his seat while slowly stretching, people who greet the morning and leave the ger are sparsely revealed.
Most of the people who followed us were there, but as if I had become close to them while I was sleeping, quite a few beastmen naturally appear and start moving to finish the preparations for the celebration.
I don’t see those who are bothered or troubled. Now, while preparing as if it were everyday life, I laughed, chatted, and then looked at the people who were surprised and thanked me when they saw me, and I laughed again.
I still get goosebumps when I recall the moment I was burned in black fire, but I could say that their smiles were a satisfactory result.
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Even though I came early in the morning without making an appointment, Warchief Redel welcomed me as if he had waited.
“How do you still have magical powers?”
“Our warrior has excellent knowledge. Can you recognize it?”
Emmett, who did not yet know my magical poetry, gave me an admiring glance in a different way. I nodded, pretending not to know, and Redel, who smiled cheerfully, explained further.
“My wizard friend over there says that a dragon infuses magic into its skin and scales just by being still? It makes me breathe.’ He expressed it.”
Looking at the expression alone, it seemed as if the corpse had been forcibly brought to life.
Before coming here, I confirmed with my own two eyes that not even a handful of magic power remained in Iranorev’s corpse, which I had seen while taking out an esthetic. According to Emmet’s explanation, his mana would be completely drained after just one day, so the by-products in front of me must have been the same.
“Even moderate scratching doesn’t scratch it. I can’t say it boasts the same durability as when the dragon was alive, but I’m sure it won’t get ruined.”
only 5 days. No, excluding the first day, he came up with an answer after understanding and analyzing the characteristics of the material in only four days. At this point, I couldn’t help but wonder what Redel was trying to suggest.
“I’ll make this for you, so you’re asking for more, right?”
“That’s right. It won’t be a bad story for you either. This time we’re interested in meat.”
Dragon meat may be a very rare food ingredient, but unlike blood, in which mana burns and flows, meat is just meat. This can be confidently asserted from the point of view of tearing the scales and skin of Iranorev and cutting the flesh.
Looking at the food distributed to us, there would be no shortage of food to live on, but it was Emmet, not Redel, who solved my question of why I wanted meat.
“There is a folk belief that beastmen get closer to Cerro Lipiti by preying on their prey. They say that the higher the rank of the prey, the more effective it is.”
Redel nodded his head as he listened to the explanation.
“I decided to help you, and in the face of the wind king disappearing, isn’t the engagement with the demon king’s army a set procedure?
It was an attractive offer, but since meat is money after all, the key was how much to ask for.
“...how much meat would you like?”
When I carefully asked for the estimated price, Redel, who was very nervous with a serious face in the world, answered in a spleen voice.
“As much as one front leg.”
“I’ll do it right now.”
It was too good a condition to refuse.
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