âHey, is it safe for me to go into this room?â
âWell, Iâm sure the princess wonât mind. Sit down at your leisure.â
Everis seemed to offer a chair to a quizzical Tracy, but Tracy decided to stand, not knowing which one was the chair because of all the strange things strewn about.
âWhat is this lovely aquarium?â
âThe other day, when you were stuck in the battle, I heard that the Princess wounded herself as a distraction.â
âYeah, I saw it.â
âThe physical body can be replaced, but it seems that the main body was damaged as well. Sheâs recovering quickly because she feels like the battle is finally coming.â
â⊠Is there about five healthy people dissolved in this liquid or something?â
âClose enough! The correct answer is 10.â
âUhâŠâ
Although he didnât know the details, it seemed to be a blasphemous recovery procedure.
Indeed, the battle was now close to a decisive end.
The Noacurio forces had no choice but to retreat.
Marquis Edfeldt would announce the Crown Prince in time before the retreat of Noacurioâs army to attract the cooperation of the lords by impressing them with Noacurioâs backing. Perhaps Noacurioâs army would retreat immediately after that, but if he could get the lordsâ approval before then, he would be able to set the trend.
She would destroy Terra Kaine and take out Lord Marks and Crown Prince (to be) Ghislain.
The only countermeasures the Marquis could take would be to call in adventurers or ask friendly lords to contribute troops to fill the gaps left by Noacurioâs army.
Even if the army left, it was highly likely that the holy beasts would remain.
As a side note, around the time of the retreat of Noacurioâs army, the anti-Hilbert lords were planning to install a different Crown Prince. The second Knight Commander Bertil was involved in this movement, and it was said that he had connections with the Gireshtal Federation.
âBut ⊠as a magic researcher by trade, itâs really interesting. I guess when you read the mind against magic of divine descent, you can probably see God more vividly than the person who has God in their mind. I had no idea about that either. I wonder how someone could look at something like that and not have a mental breakdown.â
âGodâs enemy, huh.â
Tracy thought to himself.
Tracyâs faith was weak. It was weak enough tthat a duck probably had more. God would not help him when he was really in pain, she thought, and she was a little dismissive.
Even Tracy thought that gods (excluding the Evil God) were somehow good, benevolent, and worthy of reverence.
âBy the way, Tracy, Iâd like to talk to you about what I called you here for.â
âOops, what is it?â
When Tracy was about to change his mind and put off thinking about troublesome things for the time being, Everis introduced an even more troublesome topic.
âYou know, you look like that at your age⊠Didnât they give you 2 or 3 bad medications when you were a kid?â
Everis grinned, eyes twinkling with curiosity.
It was a terribly private topic, and the fact that she had seen through the circumstances was a shock in its own way. But Tracy did not show any sign of it, and responded with a smile at best.
âHalf of it is true. The other half of the reason Iâm so cute is because of my hard work.â
âOh, excuse me. May I ask you a little more about that?â
âWell, thereâs nothing to hide. My fatherâŠ, or rather my foster father, was an evil sorcerer who lived in hiding in Ciel-Terra.â
A Sorcerer. It was a person who fulfills his desires by practicing magic that should not be used by humans.
Incidentally, women were called âwitchesâ among the evil magicians.
âFather took in children who had no relatives, raised them according to the customerâs order, and shipped them out. âŠWell, to say the least, he was a scum of the human race. I am one of those people. You know, itâs pretty convenient to be a man when youâre really a girl.â
âThere are some magic spells that work only on one gender.â
âYes, thatâs it. Whoever was the buyer, I donât know. It seems that the skills of a Thief were part of the order, so I learned them there. But my father was killed by the Moon Eaters while I was still a child. And that was a blessing and a curse.â
It was not something he would hide, but it was also not something he would take the initiative to tell others about. It would add a strange color to who he was. So he had only told this story to a handful of other people.
âI donât have any grudge against the Moon Eaters because I didnât have any parent-child feelings, but they were only interested in killing the sorcerer, so they didnât want to help me who stayed behind. I had no choice but to live a hard life. I got into everyoneâs good graces with my charms and pretty face. I also became an adventurer, honing my skills as a trained thief.â
âHmph, nice, nice, nice. I thought you had a spoiled sweet brain, but you have a hard upbringing and are a bitter sweet with a sleek look. I like that kind of witch.â
âUhi.â
Everisâs eyes sparkled like purple crystals, and Tracy scooted up like a balloon rat staring at a fire python.
She might have looked like a playful and carefree lascivious woman, but his opponent was a fearsome witch who served as a general staff member in the Demon Lordâs army for many years. He could at least sense the difference in power just from a hint of her presence. If she wanted to, Tracy could always be taken in handcuffs.
âBut thatâs all right. You know you have a short life ahead of you, donât you? Iâve always thought you were a little insensitive to life-threatening situations.â
Tracy was startled by this.
He was confronted with a doomed fate that he had been aware of for some time.
âAh, so you know everything. âŠHow many years do you think I have left to liveâŠ?â
âI wonât know for sure until I do some tests, but Iâm thinking âŠ5 years.â
âI knew it. I guess thatâs not so bad.â
He knew that his body was deteriorating.
he had a girlish appearance and a body that never grew up. He did not know what effect the potions he had been given as a child had on his body, but there was no way that such recklessness could be good for it.
âWhat if I told you that I could prolong your life?â
Tracy gasped.
âŠIt was always a mistake to express such a blatant reaction.
Everisâs mischievous grin deepened.
A devilâs grin that fools people? No, no, it wasnât that big of a deal. This was just a kind of playful smile for Everis. She was simply enjoying Tracyâs reaction.
âIf Iâm not going to be freed and used to destroy the world, Iâll just die gracefully! It would be cool if I could say ⊠Iâm the best, so if I can prolong my life, Iâll ask for it.â
He had given up and was ready to accept his fate. But he didnât want to die. Tracy wanted to look in the mirror tomorrow.
âIâd like it to be done in a less evil way if possible. Something that doesnât kill people.â
âAll right. Well, Iâll think of something.â
âBut why do you want to prolong my life? Does the witch like me? Or maybe she thinks Iâm too good a pawn to die.â
Honestly speaking, he didnât really care about that part, but when Tracy somehow asked her about it, Everis answered in an amused tone.
âNo. Itâs a request from the Princess. Of course, the Princess will pay for it. I told her about your estimated life expectancy and she was intrigued. I must warn you, considering the price of the catalyst used for magic, it is not a âbargainâ to prolong your life. Youâll need to have regular treatments, and it would be better to find someone to take your place.â
âEh?â
âThis is your reward, instead of a salary.â
The answer was laughably unexpected.
âReward? A salary? I donât need to be paid, Iâm forced to obey.â
Tracy poked himself in the chest with a thud.
The âS*ave Coreâ, an item with comparable binding power to the âS*ave Collarâ, was created by Everis as an improvement. It was embedded in Tracyâs body.
Tracy, who was bound by orders, was unable to run away, disobey, or harm himself, and was forced to serve faithfully.
There was no need to give him money as a reward for his work.
âThatâs the point. Undead are automatically imprinted with loyalty, but I and Mialanze are serving the Princess for our own reasons. But you are forced. I think thatâs why the Princess is uncomfortable with you. Itâs an unnatural state, so itâs not comfortable, and it seems like it will fall apart at some point. ⊠So even if sheâs forcing you to follow her, I think she wants you to serve her with a certain degree of conviction.â
âI donât understand! What kind of world did you grow up in!?â
âI think thatâs the world you come from. No kidding.â
Tracy thought he was going to be used like a good servant until the end of his life.
He wasnât wrong. Just in a very different way than Tracy had thought.
This was how he was. He once searched for a magic item that would work, like a life-prolonging charm or something like that.
There were several ways to do it, but they were all rare and very costly. No matter how good an adventurer he was, it was not something he could afford. It was a question of how many years of income he would have to spend to extend his life by one year, and in the end, he had no choice but to give up. He wanted to enjoy the rest of his life to the fullest, and that was all he could do.
He never thought that would be saved in a place like this.
Tracy looked at the clear coffin-like tank in the middle of the room.
Everis narrowed her eyes as she watched Tracy, who was having an inconclusive feeling.
âDid you fallâŠ?â
âUgh!? Itâs not like thatâŠâ
âYou should come over to this side. Itâs fun, right?â
âNo, no, no, no! I donât want to be a serious villain! Iâm a cute little devilish trickster adventurer who plays with and manipulates everyone for fun, but when push comes to shove, I show my competence and help others on a whim!â
âHmm. Then, when you have a good track record, Iâll remove the âS*ave Coreâ. I picture you obeying the Princess of your own volition while giving all kinds of reasons.â
ââŠDonât people say you have a bad personality?â
âAhahahaha! Iâm sorry, I just have a tendency to pick on cute boys. But Iâm really more into the aesthetic type than the cute type.â
âWhat the âŠ, Princess âŠ, if you were awake, you should have told us. Youâre a bad person.â
âI donât sleep. I just stayed still because I couldnât open my eyes or open my mouth and the water would come in and it is too small for me to move.â
People thought she was asleep, but she was just staying still.
âIf you live long enoughâŠ, did reincarnated people come over here that many years ago?â
âThe way you are talking, I suppose you are from another world after all. The flow of time on Earth seems to be independent from that of our world. The paths of the gods are connected to a time and place called the 21 Seiki of Japan on Earth, and it seems that the people who are gathered from that area appear in the present, past and future of our world.â
âI donât know what to say⊠So what made you think Iâm from another world?â
âThe gods have been unloading their Divine Protections on the people of Earth, including the Evil God, but that type of Divine Protection ⊠that directly tampers with the soul seems to be difficult to achieve unless you are a reincarnated otherworldly being. The Princess is a perfect example of that.â
If that was the mark of a reincarnated person from another world, then it was only natural that she would be noticed.
âWell, Iâm sure Evil God-san didnât pull any otherworldly reincarnations so farâŠâ
âGreat God, the one who brought me into this world.â
The stars twinkled in Everisâs twin eyes.
âHoho, I had a hunch that it was something I like. If you donât mind, Iâd like to hear about it to pass the time.â
âAll right.â
âOkay, wait a minute while I bring out the wine and snacks.â
With a movie-like attitude, Everis pulls out a mystery piece of jerky, a bottle of wine, and a golden cup from the corner of the room.
As she sank down on the sofa with a distressed gesture, the cup and wine bottle floated in the air on their own, and she poured the blood-red wine into it.
âBy the way, Princess, were you formerly a man?â