Nodâ NodâIt was past midnight.A black-haired child was nodding off on a sofa in the reception room.She must have been tired judging from her half-closed eyes.
âMiaaaao
When a strange ball of fur jumped onto the girlâs shoulder, she jumped awake and yelled.
â... Naru didnât sleep! Naru only closed her eyes!â
Smackâ SmackâWatching the child hit her own soft cheeks, the White Mage, Friede, crossed her arms and narrowed her eyes.
âNaru Barjudas. Supposedly Brigitteâs daughter. There was no news of her giving birth. But the fact that she has a 6-year-old child meansâ¦.â
There was something that she couldnât tell them.If the former head, Faust, had still been alive, he wouldâve had his eyes on her saying, âIâd like to take her in for research.â
But Friede was no such person.She also wasnât stupid enough to make enemies of her sister or the King of Thieves. As the head of the family, Friede Walpurgis needed to protect many things and couldnât risk doing anything dangerous.
And the reason for her being awake at 2 am was to wait for the return of a certain man.Though she had given a âgateâ magic scroll to him and his companions, anything could happen.So Friede was here at the ãJunk Mansionã to prepare for that.
âOf course, Brigitte doesnât seem happy with my presence.â
The relationship between Brigitte and her oldest sister, Friede, was worse than strangers.
Being well aware of everything that the Walpurgis family had done to Brigitte, Friede also knew that trying to make amends was a selfish desire.So Friede didnât say anything.She simply waited on the sofa.And her eyes returned to the girl who was nodding off again.
âNaru, was it?â
âNaru didnât sleep! I was just⦠closing my eyes! Naru is going to wait for Dad!â
The girl jerked awake in surprise.She kept rubbing at her tired eyes and it was rather cute.
Waiting for her dad, hmm.Friede recalled her own son who would fall asleep on the sofa waiting for her to come back from work.
âNaru, how about you go to your room and sleep? Itâs already past bedtime for kids. If you sleep too late, youâll be tired at school, no?â
Graham Academy was known to be an excellent education facility like the Magic Tower. If she dozes off in class, wonât she have trouble keeping up with the lesson?But Naru shook her head.
âItâs okay! Naru sleeps well at school!â
ââ¦â¦.â
What a strange child.Black eyes and black hair.At a glance, she looked like a barbarian called a âBarbaroiâ from the distant vast plains but her pointed nose and strong features took after a certain someone she knew.
âFascinating. She looks like me. Though Gudridâs daughter, Morgan, also had a resemblance. I can see some of Brigitte, too,â
Being Brigitteâs daughter, it was obvious that she would resemble Brigitte.
âMore than that, her mana is quite dense. Itâd be difficult to gauge if one wasnât a mage of my level. This child has high chances of succeeding greatly as a mage.â
She heard that the child recognized theãPaintingãthat assesses the ability of Walpurgis mages. How she even discovered the âteardropâ that no one else could find.
âShe must have inherited her abilities from Brigitte. But it doesnât seem like she has learned much magic. Doesnât even know the breathing technique for controlling oneâs mana. Neither does she know how to meditate.â
Mages were valuable human resources.
Mages generally belonged to a specific âfamilyâ and trained from a very young age about the breathing technique amongst other ways to be in touch with mana.Born human and raised as a mageâwould be the way to put it.But she couldnât picture that for this child, Naru.
âLikely because Brigitte doesnât know about the training that young Walpurgis mages go through.â
The curriculum for fostering mages.It was basically the familyâs manual of secret techniques.
The young Brigitte had usually been excluded from the familyâs curriculum, and her current accomplishments were achieved through self-study.
Due to that, she probably didnât consider it important to be training the child. Brigitte herself hadnât experienced it, after all.
âThis childâs talent is like an overflowing bowl. Even without training and practice, sheâll become a great mage. But if she were to train, she could become even greaterâ¦.â
Raw gemstones should be cut and shaped properly.That was Friedeâs instinct as the family head.
SwooshâFriede waved her finger in the air. Then from her hand, white, shimmering butterflies appeared and fluttered towards Naru.
âWow, holy shhâ¦! Butterflies!â
Sparkling magic butterflies.That was enough to catch Naruâs attention.
Now awake, Naru reached into the air and the butterflies fluttered around the room. It was a beautiful sight.
âSo pretty!â
âTheyâre made from magic. An application of a single-word light magic. With a little practice, you can make them as well.â
âOh, holy shh! Naru can become the queen of butterflies?â
Queen of butterfliesâFriede wasnât sure what that was but children tended to say things that only they knew about.She nodded lightly and spoke.
âTry sensing the mana. Breathe in. Breathe out. Thatâs whatâs important. Anyone of the Walpurgis bloodline has a strong respiratory system. Itâs best to inhale deeply.â
âHuuuuup, like this?â
FuuuuuâThen Naru released the big breath she held in her chest.
âButterflyyyyyâ!â
Then something happened that shocked Friede.
From Naruâs exhale, some butterflies appeared and flew around.
âThere! Ah, but theyâre already gone!â
Although they had only lasted for about 3 seconds, Naru easily mastered the application of the spell. Even talented children would have needed to practice for a month.
âImpressive. I have been called a genius but I believe you surpass me.â
Strokeâ StrokeâFriede stroked Naruâs head.Just then.
âWhat are you doing?â
Brigitte entered the room.Then she hid Naru behind her, separating her from Friede.
âDonât teach Naru something strange.â
âIt isnât strange. Itâs the Walpurgis breathing technique for mana sensing. That child has talent. If she justâ¦.â
âIf she learns from people like you, then sheâll become the same. Naru doesnât need that kind of teaching.â
ââ¦â¦.â
Brigitte was firmly closed off.As Friede scratched at her forehead, uncomfortable and disheartened, she felt a mana shift in the garden.
âThey must be back.â
* * *
âTwo in the morning. Came back sooner than I thought.â
I looked at the clock in the reception room and let out a huge yawn. Although Cecily did all the work, I was still feeling tired.Must have been tense from being in Pandemonium territory.It was nice stretching out on the sofa.
âWelcome back, Dadâ¦!â
Hugâ
Just then, Naru came running at me with open arms. Didnât think that sheâd still be awake.
âNaru, I picked up some woodland strawberries from Pandemonium for you.â
âOh, holy shhâ¦! Woodland strawberries! Where are they?â
âI ate them all because I got hungry.â
âHiiiikâ¦!â
âHehe. Just joking. Hereâs a few.â
I snickered and reached into my pocket. I grabbed a few of the round fruit that looked like raspberries. I didnât know exactly how many were in my hand but it was a lot.
âHere, share it with Hina tomorrow.â
âIâm glad I waited for Dad! Now Iâm going to sleep!â
Naru climbed the stairs to the 2nd floor.Cecily followed after.She must be tired.
âMission accomplished?â
Brigitte approached and asked so I held out the patch to her and replied.
âWe brought the seeds.â
âSeeds? Thatâs interesting.â
We were tired so it was better to sleep first and talk in the morning.Thinking that, I leaned back on the sofa and closed my eyes.And then I opened them to see that it was 7 in the morning.
âWhat the. Who stole the time?â
âMwehehe, it was Naru!â
âYeah?â
âBut itâs a lie!â
I see.It was already time for school so it was a busy morning with Naru, Cecily, and Hina getting ready.
âThen this Sifnoi will be taking the little Kores to schoolâ¦!â
The kids left enthusiastically for school.I also naturally got ready and headed to the facility.It was to show Elle Cladeco the âseedsâ that Cecily had brought.The way there, I was accompanied by Astarosa and Cariote.
âThis is the facility?â
Astarosa, who had been tied up in the basement throughout the night, let out an impressive noise at the sight.Then she asked out of curiosity.
âSo then, where is this artificial Demon King?â
âYouâre standing on it.â
I pointed at Molu who was underneath Astarosaâs feet. Then Astarosa jumped and backed away before scowling.
âThis is the Demon King? This wool cushion-looking thing?â
âYeah. Itâs cute. But if we can grow Childrakes from the seeds and feed it to this one, itâll probably become a terrifying thing.â
I handed the seeds to Elle.Elle, who must have slept in the lab judging from her sleepy eyes, took the seeds and mumbled, âThis isâ¦.â like she knew something.Then she explained.
âIt seems to be a man-made parasitic plant. I can sense some ancient technology. It must have been artificially cultivated using children, but with todayâs technology, that wonât be necessary.â
Elle put the seeds in the tank.
âWeâll use a growth catalyst. Growing it naturally would take more than 5 years.â
The seeds within the bubbling tank sprouted rapidly and then soon, beautiful flowers and healthy roots spread throughout the container.It was a fascinating sight.
âIâve figured out most of its composition so we should be able to reproduce it. As a replica, it wonât be as effective but the amount should make up for it.â
With that, an hour passed.Elle had already replicated more than 12 Childrake roots.Seeing this, Astarosa clicked her tongue.
âWas it always this easy to reproduce Childrakes? Thatâs just trampling all over the deaths of those children and my hardships.â
âBecause a millennium had passed since the destruction of Uruk. Now, I will boil the root and make a potion.â
ZiiiingâThe Childrake root was put into boiling water.Soon, a black concentrated liquid dripped through the faucet attached to the machine and filled the potion bottle beneath it, appearing like asphalt.
âItâs complete for now. Concentrated evil karma. Drinking this would even tarnish a saint. I will spill this on Molu.â
â KongKongâ
The fluffy wool-like Molu.The potion of evil karma was spilled on top of it.
Twitchâ TwitchâThe thing started to shake its furry body, the air tense. Then about 10 seconds later, there was an astonishing transformation.
Its white, cotton-like form started to turn black!A black form.It was an obvious symbol of evil.And furthermore, it started growling like an enraged beast.
â Grrrrrâ¦!
The gentle and good Molu.The sound coming from such a creature shocked Priestess Iris.
âIt really must have become tainted by evil karmaâ¦! Forcing a pure child to turn evilâ¦. Iâm uncertain as to this being the right thingâ¦.â
Iris held the fluffy Molu.But Molu struggled as if bothered and escaped her arms.
â Miaaao
â... Itâs refusing human touch!â
The Priestess was fairly taken aback.But I could tell.
â... No, this guy, itâs Molumolu.â
The artificial Demon King that we worked so hard to create.⦠Its identity was /genesisforsaken