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“…that little country of humans…was that Arceides?”
“Ah…that was the name…the Principality of Arceides…if that country still exists today, perhaps the descendants of that child…”
“Nym.”
Celia stopped what she was saying and looked at me, possibly sensing something in my voice.
“Carol…?”
“Yes. My name is Carol Nym…Arceides, an [Abominable Child] born to the Arceides family.”
When I released my transformation and took the form of little Carol, Celia’s face remained frozen; only her eyes widened. She saw something in my face and suddenly reached out her trembling fingers to touch my cheek before hugging me.
“That girl…Nym…oh, the look in her eyes… I see you have some of Nym’s blood left in you. That girl’s decision wasn’t in vain, was it?”
“…Yeah.”
Then, after a long hug, Celia suddenly forced me to call her [Grandma].
But maybe because Celia was a high elf, or perhaps because she looked like a beautiful older woman in her late 20s, she was more like an [Older Sister] than a [Grandma]. She looked like she was going to cry when I said that, so I had no choice but to call her [Grandma].
She asked me to live with her here for a while, but that’s not possible at the moment.
“Grandma. Can I borrow that magic tool?”
“Carol! That thing will kill you if you’re not of the purest species!”
“I think I can handle it.”
I felt like I could trust Celia, so I decided to tell her everything about me.
About my previous life. That my current body was in a state of Fusion with an imaginary being. And because of this as Celia wondered, my hair color was like that of a pure species, so even though I was a half-elf, I might also now consist of a pure original species similar to that of a High Elf (My Player Character) and a mixed species of human and elf (Carol).
“You went through a lot too. I don’t want you to use it if possible, but if Carol is such a being, that magic tool might be useful.”
“What kind of magic tool is that?”
“It’s a [fusion] magic tool.”
The Magic Tool was originally made for Karm, who was a rare half-elf and half-Daemon.
Half-breeds of Daemon and Elf were not common, and these half-breeds were unable to use their Elven or Daemon abilities well, so Karm used the [Fusion] Magic Tool that Celia had created to become powerful.
“If what you say is true, you have not yet fully Fused your current body with that imaginary one. From what I could see, it would take another ten years or so before you could fuse, but as it is now, it would certainly be difficult to beat that [Beloved Child].”
She also told me about [Beloved Child of The Spirits], who was loved unconditionally by the spirits.
Celia told me that in ancient times, the High Elves created several Magic Tools to contract with spirits.
There was one Magic Tool that was powerful and could use multiple spirits. Along with that Magic Tool were several Magic Tools that could be used to contract individual spirits to assist their contractor.
They were entrusted to Karm and Nym, but after their deaths, those tools were scattered all over the land of the humans, while the unique one that could do multiple contracts became a Magic Tool that resides in the soul. That tool had now created the person who became known as the [Beloved Child of The Spirits].
…Magic Tool residing in the soul? How did that even happen?
“This is it. This is the Magic Tool that I gave to Karm.”
Celia showed me the Magic Tool used by Demon Lord Karm, a glowing ball of immaterial material made of High Elven technology.
“Are you sure you want to use it? Not that I don’t trust that you could use it, but…”
“Thank you, Grandma. I would like to use it.”
I nodded to Celia and extended my hand towards the ball, but then the ball of light that had been floating around suddenly flew towards me and was sucked into my chest.
“…!”
“Carol!?”
I kneeled, knocking over my chair, and Celia rushed over to me.
“Why did Magic Tool do that on its own…, Carol!”
“It’s okay, I’m… fine.”
My insides felt like they were being stirred into a mess, and I became nauseous and dizzy, unable to stand.
Celia said that the Magic Tool moved on its own… but I understand why it happened. This Magic Tool, made for Karm, recognized me as its new master.
But I was at my wits end…I told Celia that I was okay for now, then my consciousness was enveloped in darkness.