Chapter 253

[Gaiden] Windflower (2)

The spirit has no concept of death.

Even if their neck is cut off, their abdomen is pierced, and no matter how much blood is shed, they will eventually return to a fluid state and have time to recover their magic.

If they take a break like that and recover their magic for a certain period of time, they are beings that can manifest themselves again in response to the spirit’s call as if they had ever done so.

However, the concept of lifespan does exist. There is no concept of death, but life can exist... I wonder what that means.

It is vague to call the end of the spirit death, but that does not mean that it can be said to be alive.

There are different ways to call it depending on the spirit scholar, but most commonly it is called ‘natural reduction’.

In order to exist in the world as a spirit, you need the magical power of a spirit sage who has excellent response to spirits. If you can’t raise the hierarchy and your magic power runs out, the spirit’s soul returns to a fluid state and becomes a part of nature for a while.

Sometimes it becomes flowing water, it becomes the blowing wind... Anyway, it lives as a part of the cycle structure in this nature, then becomes a fluid spirit again and begins a new life as a sub-spirit.

But even if you start a new cycle like that, you don’t have any memories of before you became a fluid spirit.

To cycle forever in an ambiguous boundary whether it is a new life or a continuing life.

That was the life of the spirit.

“To go all the way to Pulan to investigate a bear spirit the size of a mountain, aren’t you working too hard, even though the title of a new professor is just a short time ago?”

“You have to work for what you receive. In fact, no matter how hard you work, it’s surplus enough for what you get, so don’t worry too much.”

Two men were smoking cigarettes in the garden in front of the new Trix building.

Ed Roth-Taylor didn’t have the habit of smoking cigarettes, but he did it once because he often hangs out with Professor Kaleid for work.

During the ornate magic professor’s robes, the head of the department, Kaleid, roughly threw the smoked tobacco on the floor.

“How the hell did you rob the school headquarters?”

“The negotiation was led by Tanya, not me, so it doesn’t matter much if you ask me. Anyway, I posted the business trip report, so I’m going to go? Don’t you have any complaints?”

While Ed Roth-Taylor is away, Kaleid takes over the duties as acting deputy. This is because Assistant Professor Tracyana is not yet able to fully serve one person.

Professor Kaleid terribly hated the increase in work, but he only wrinkled his arrogance and didn’t say anything else.

Ed Roth-Taylor got along with Professor Kaleid a lot after taking up the professorship.

Everyone is crouching in front of Ed because he is a master of the imperial family, or is hesitant to show manners, especially because Kaleid was a person who escaped from such a sense of authority.

After all, Sylvania Academy is a place where the virtue of learning is emphasized more than status, and Kaleid is nominally Ed’s superior, so you don’t need to be polite.

However, there aren’t many strong-minded people in the world who can treat people from the continent’s largest and most powerful family really casually.

As Professor Kaleid had gone through everything before and after birth, he was able to talk openly with Ed.

“I was going to have a drink today... Tung, Tung.”

“It would be a good idea to refrain from drinking alcohol during the school year. Aren’t there more eyes to see because I have a department head?”

“It is, but... what about the sweet taste of alcohol? This kid is learning something like the beginning of a new year. Don’t smoke like this.... It’s not good for your body~.”

She sat down on the bench in the garden of the Trix Hall, put her forearms on the backrest, looked up at the sky and said with a vague expression.

“When life is tough, alcohol becomes sweeter~. The time will come when the Goronic spirits and Pulan wines will be sweeter~ What, that expression. The taste of alcohol is bitter because life is still sweet. You will know someday.”

“What is it, that expression?”

Ed looked at Kaleid with a pitiful expression and said.

“If you are too pretentious, bad news will spread from the students.”

“Huh, bluff?! Did I just look like I was bluffing...?!”

“If alcohol is sweet, it is sweet, and if it is used, it is bitter, what kind of meaning is given...”

“I thought this was a pretty macho and cool line...”

“It seemed like a drunkard who had nothing to brag about except drinking well. Be a little restrained in front of students. It is important to maintain authority when you become the head of the department.”

Actually, Ed was in a position to say everything he couldn’t say to Kaleid as Ed.

Kalade is his direct superior, but Edgar Wee is his rank and influence.

In the end, thanks to the strangely interlocking balance, they were in a situation where they were treating each other without hesitation. It may be a tiring situation for some, but from Ed’s point of view, there weren’t many people who could talk to me like this, so I was thinking it was pretty good.

“You are so mean! Even though I’m the head of the department, I’m being harshly chastised~. This makes alcohol sweet.”

“Anyway, I’ve uploaded all the necessary reports, and the transfer of work is over, so let’s go.”

“Yes. Ed Nari, you must be very busy doing your bachelor’s work and not neglecting your research work, but also serving as a nobleman.”

“If you know, do something. Then stop.”

Ed lifted the wooden case containing the papers and waved his hand roughly to greet Kaleid. It was time to leave as the wanted carriage arrived.

“Hey, Ed.”

However, Calade called Ed, who was about to head for the stairs of the Trix Hall hill.

He took out a new tobacco and smoked it, and Kaleid spoke plainly.

“You are what you will be.”

Kalade Roxter.

The head of the department who spent half of his life on the battlefield or in the lawless zone, and eventually took up teaching in Sylvania with the glory of a war hero.

A person who doesn’t shave properly, is always drunk with wide open eyes, or is smoking cigarettes or being treated like an old man in the back room. He was the kind of person who was scolded not only by the department heads, but also by his successors.

However, even if it rots, it is still good.

“Don’t be like Glast or Zelan.”

Professor Kaleid exhaled smoke from the beginning of the year and spoke to Ed, who was still looking back, holding his wooden briefcase upright.

The three heroes of the Ain war.

Glast the Seeker, Khalaid the Outlaw, Zelan the Severer.

Glast was one of them, and Zelan said he was wandering the world disillusioned with his life.

Both of them must have been comrades on the battlefield who crossed the line of fire together for Kaleid.

Thinking of the comrades who did not end well, Kaleid spoke with her head bowed.

“I’ve seen too many kids who were supposed to be unhappy for absurd reasons.”

“I wish you didn’t”

Ed stared at Kaleid for a moment, lighting a candle, then burst into laughter.

The dragon’s roar echoed in the sky, and the stage that seemed to last forever came to an end.

I confirmed the end of the story by enduring in a day like a war that is not strange even if I die at any time.

What remains is a later story.

──I lived happily ever after.

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Most children’s books end like this.

A story ends like that when you close the book with that one sentence at the end.

Kalade is asking for nothing more and nothing less.

“Thank you for your concern.”

Is there something you can say to answer that?

It doesn’t matter because it’s me who needs to get things done quickly, but I had to make the schedule a little more spacious because Jenica, who had come a long way, would be tired.

He refused to accept it and pulled me towards the carriage, so I had no choice but to nod my head to understand.

-Tang!

So the door of the carriage was closed. Through the window, I could see Fiorn’s puzzled expression.

A breeze blew at her as she stared blankly at the carriage moving forward. Capturing her fluttering hair, Blood Orn had no choice but to meet her wagon quietly.

*“Wow, these cookies are delicious! no! It’s actually not that tasty!”

Yenica ate almost all of the homemade cookies that Fiorn gave her.

“Not very tasty! No, but still... there’s a lot of sincerity in it... It’s a bit hard to say that it’s not tasty... isn’t it polite to make it...”< /p>

“No, it still tastes bad! It is not!”

I’m not answering any question.... Yenica, who was reviewing cookies, ate her heart out and declared that it was not tasty.

However, it was Yenica Palerover who couldn’t throw away her kind heart and couldn’t ignore the sincerity that had been given to cookies.

If you want to make your mind up, do it hard until the end. His attitude, which was neither this nor that, was funny to look at from the side. No matter how hard I try, that’s the limit.

“Aren’t you tired, Yenika?”

“I think it would be more tiring to stay at the bachelors together...”

The wagon from Aken Island was slowly moving towards Pulan.

Flowers were blooming all over the plains seen from the window.

A peaceful sight of a few butterflies flying in the warm sunlight. The sound of the wheels of the wagons rolling and the occasional languid sight of the coachman whipping made me very comfortable.

“You know... Ed gets a lot of gifts like this...”

“What, to the students?”

“Yes.”

I thought about it for a while, then finally answered.

“I get quite a lot. Thankfully, there seems to be quite a few students who want to show their appreciation for what they have been taught. When I was a student, I didn’t know anything about that, but after changing my position, I thought I would express myself like that. Well, at that time, my life was in danger, so I couldn’t afford it.”

“That’s right... Then it happens quite often...”

“That’s right.”

Yenika looked down for a moment, then hesitated and spoke.

“You know... Ed, I’m not jealous...”

“No, I will correct it.”

Is it possible that Yenika has changed her mind...

“I’m jealous.”

Take one breath, then speak with a majestic face.

“...for speaking with a face like a spirit, the content is a bit disappointing...”

“I, I am also aware! What do you do if you’re still jealous?”

“My experience is that I am jealous, but pretending not to be jealous only makes me more miserable!”

“Yeah... the attitude to learn something from experience is highly valued...”

“But, admitting that I am jealous makes me miserable... What is this... No matter what I do, I have no choice but to be miserable...”

“Well, do you really need to be miserable?”

I was thinking about how to comfort Yenika, but I decided to just say it as it is.

“It’s the same even if you change your position. If you’re talking to another guy like you’re good friends, I might be jealous of myself.”

“Eh, Edgar? To me? Jealousy?”

“I told you. I take pride in being friends with you.”

“That’s right...?!”

Well, I’m only talking about the assumption that such a situation would come, but Yenica wiggles her lips to see what makes her feel so good about it.

“By the way, the premise is so unrealistic... He’s a man other than Ed... I’ve never really imagined it...”

“Actually, even if it’s not about men, if you become a noble, it would be better to spread your feet here and there.”

“Well... I liked that everyone treated me comfortably when I was at the bachelor’s degree, but after becoming the baron’s hostess, I don’t know how to behave... I’m having a hard time.”

“Time will take care of everything.”

“Because I’m doing this, it seems like I’m the only one losing! Structurally, I can only be jealous...!”

Yenika shook her head and talked like that, and then she sighed deeply as if she had suddenly collapsed.

“Whew...”

It was a lament with many emotions. If you could tell me why...

“I was a jealous person.”

“People cannot always live with positive emotions. Isn’t it?”

“Still, I didn’t want to be a burden to Ed.”

“I can’t afford it.”

“I don’t mind teasing you like this.”

“I wonder if the relationship can be maintained without such a fuss.”

It’s okay to leave Yenika alone, who is groaning over her emotions, so I made it clear.

“And you said it once. What kind of relationship is there that doesn’t completely bother each other? You owe me as you are, and I owe you as I am. That’s how we live with each other.”

“I see... Ed must be right. Like the princesses and princes in fairy tales, there is no such thing as a heavenly relationship promised by fate... Yeah, it’s real.”

As she was saying that, all of a sudden, Yenika shrugged her shoulders with a gasp.

It doesn’t happen in a day or two. Perhaps he realized late what he meant when he compared his words to princesses and princes.

“No, I mean, I mean!”

[ Aha, everyone is full of energy. ]

The moment Yenika blushed and was about to say something, a wind spirit appeared in a swish across the seat of the carriage.

The original form of the spirit in the form of a girl is a wolf the size of a house. However, now it is manifested in a form that minimizes the consumption of mana.

“Merylda.”

[You don’t seem to need a travel companion. both of you Still, I have something I want to say. ]

In the carriage to Pulan.

The high wind spirit Merylda, who had been silent until now, hummed to the sound of the wheel of the multipod... and then continued her speech.

[ Speaking of the highest wind spirit ‘Tir’kallax’... I recommend that you do not dig about the end of that giant bear. ]

He’s not good at showing up suddenly by his own will.

Even so, there was something she wanted to say, Merylda sat on a bewitching expression, waving her white bare feet.