Chapter 57 Sheilas wish (1/2)
”well done”
Unleash the phantom mimic <> and reveal its appearance.
”Ah ... No, do you just ask me to hear what you were interested in the middle ...?
HM. I don't seem to be humble. Background Well, I was worried about what Ray had.
”The result is the same.”
Time manipulation I touch my finger on Sheila's head and use <>. Her origin is her past Sheila, when she picked up Rei. There are many ambiguous parts just by hearing that story, but no two people will be the same person.
Only the time of her body goes back to the time when I picked up Ray. Even if you don't know the lesion or treatment, most illnesses can be cured if you return the time.
The magic circle covers her, and her body goes backwards in time. Tr a n slat e d by jpmtl.c oｍ
But-nothing changed.
”... failed?”
”Disagreeable”
Time manipulation <> succeeded. Her body should certainly be before she got sick, but her weakness remains weak.
What can be considered? Something different from her body and root, something not here, is what governs her life and death.
Is that true?
Although it seems impossible to be a demon, Sheila is a ghost. The weakness of the body by nature may also be a characteristic of the half spirit and half devil. Or it may be related to spirit illness. Tr a ns la ted b y jpｍ t l.coｍ
However, even in the same half-spirit half-devil, Mass is pinching. As always, spirits are weird.
”How do we keep this spirit disease lulling? It seems we have no choice but to look for it.”
I walk towards the door.
The unidentified demons who run this magic clinic must hold the key. I wish I had some clues.
”Anos-sama ...!”
Mass calls me astonished.
”What happened?”
As he turned around, Mass was looking towards the bed. Sheila's eyelids, which have been sleeping, are slightly open.
When I returned to bed she opened her eyes completely and stared at me.
”... you are Anos ...?”
”Why do you know me?”
Sheila should have lost consciousness and slept for a year. I don't know about me.
”... I've always been conscious. When Rei came to see me, I was talking about you. You had a friend.”
So that's it. Not a story.
T ransla t ed by Jpｍtl .c oｍ ”So, do you know that the contracted sword is stuck in Ray's body?”
”Yes”
”If you cure, Ray's shackles will be gone. I'll manage the contract magic sword. What do you know about spirit disease?”
Sheila says she's barely opening her mouth.
”... When I was here, I heard someone talking about it. I think it's probably a doctor. Spirit illness isn't sick. ”
”I know. Lore and legends, rumors, aspirations, fears, hopes, and the concrete, embodied forms of them are spirits.”
Sheila nods slightly and sighs painfully.
”... The spirits are born from many hearts, strong wishes, and so on. So they are adults from the beginning, but the half-souls are different. She is a baby, and she said that. ”
HM. I could read it.
”In other words, newborn rumors, weak aspirations, and faint hope replace the half-spirited half-devil body.”
”Yes. For a half-spirit half-devil to grow, it needs to grow its rumor and a faint hope.”
The rumors, hopes, and traditions should spread and grow with people over the years. Then you will probably be able to spend as much comfort as Mass.
”Newborn rumors are easy to vanish. Many hopes will be destroyed. Fainting will be equivalent to losing half body. ”
It is understandable that the time operation <> had no effect. The source of the spirit's magic lies in the hearts of others. Rewinding Sheila's time here has no cure, as the underlying rumors and lore have weakened.
”What is the tradition that became your half body?”