For You This World I'll Destroy
Oedellian Shadow (1)
Does the recipe make a human being?
If that thought were to be stirred in one's mind, surely that person's heart had already fallen into madness. For can not only a goddess create? But looking at the Ereshkigal Nyghtingale system, and how civilizations in the past managed to create “A Dewi”.
Especially with the real evidence before me, a loyal Assistant who helped me hand out medicine to the soldiers of the Villenburg Fortress. Despite having a puppet body, Luna had the mind of a human. A miracle created by Mutter.
A puck I did. Seeing the effect of my blood on the crow, I tried it on another organ, more precisely, on the heart of Qrista Oedellia. With the blood manipulation, I can create a replica of the witch's heart. But I didn't stop there. Armed with my memories of the anatomy and composition of the Anima's heart, I imitated the heart using Oedellia's Qrista cells and used it as an immunostimulant drug-making agent.
The imitation worked very well. Now a week after the treatment, all the soldiers in the Villenburg Fortress have recovered. All without knowing that they have consumed the heart of a Daemon.
My hands were trembling, my lips were always trying to resist the cynical smile. Behind the darkness I looked at my hands and muttered,
“This is it... the true power of the Malaakh Daemon?”
Just by devouring a High Witch. What if, I devour the other six High Witches? Nyghtingale's face was on my mind. Immediately I shook my head to dismiss the evil thought. I'm not going to be a monster like him.
If Mutter can imitate “Pinkan” with his homunculus, and my blood can create “Body”, there remains one mystery left to awaken Qrista. But now the question is, how can I persuade the mutter to share his secret with me?
“In negotiation, when you master what your opponent wants, then from the beginning you have won that negotiation,” my murmur bites a finger, given the advice Mutter gave me.
But, what does Mutter want? She had become the Queen of the superpowers, possessing limitless treasures as well as the Black Company that controlled the darkness of the world. If the story of Nygthingale is true, then in the body of Mutter dwells the soul of a perfect Goddess. By another deed, Mutter's own magic power was equivalent to or even surpassing Nyghtingale.
If so, why did Qrista say that this endless war benefited Mutter so much?
“Arara, while I was panting taking care of the sick, My daughter turned out to be pretty nongki in the kitchen with a glass of tea,” rebuked Luna who was leaning on the door, “Originally you know yes, I'm not your errand boy or anything. I'm here because of Queen Noctis' orders to keep an eye on you, Moon Daemon.”
Snort amused me, then took a cup of tea and inserted it, “Serem really. Though yesterday someone just got 3 pieces of gold.”
Luna smiled thinly, “I won't be 24 hours as a noctis waitress. Is 4 hours leave for a side job, help a poor Start-up who is short of funds,” he said who disrespectfully brushed my favorite brownies and tasted them. But as usual, there was disappointment on his face.
Not because my brownies are bad, - I think my cakes are the best in the world - but because Luna can't feel them. The fatal flaw of the Homunculus was designed by Mutter, a doll that could not feel anything.
Therefore, when I heard my plan, Luna happily accepted it. He wanted a new body that could feel the happiness of this world. And in order to get it, he needed me to free him from the Noctis Algorithm.
“Actually, how many Homunculus units does Mutter make?” my many.
Luna closed her eyes and replied, “Kepo very. I told you, you don't have enough authority to get that information, Miss Clair.”
“Ara, even though I paid dearly!”
“Sorry yes. Revealing Noctis' secret is a gross violation that can make Noctis Algorithm shut down my system.”
“But the little betrayal you did this, is it okay?” my question is that I still do not understand, what is Noctis Algorithm. But my suspicions were directed at a magic system that controlled the Homunculus.
Luna laughed giggly, “More cool this way, right? Being a double agent at the risk of being caught like this makes me feel alive!”
Life.. hmmm. Saying a doll like Luna ‘live’ feels weird on my chest. Why would anyone like me feel dead when he is alive? Why would anyone die like Qrista Oedellia, but have a body part that was ‘live’ until now? What is the line that distinguishes between life and death?
While sipping delicious tea made me, I also thought.do not know why there is a feeling that teases my chest. A hunch that says there are other elements that make up living things. Not just body and mind, but something more basic.
Is that fundamental element what Nyghtingale calls the soul?
“Omong-by the way, I reported your crazy research here to the Queen,” said Luna who then casually continued, “In three more weeks, Queen Noctis will meet you at Hilfheim.”
I spit out my tea and immediately coughed from choking,
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It was not a palace or a fancy restaurant that welcomed me, but a long-abandoned ancient cathedral. At the top of the mountain, hidden among the dense forest, stands relics from past civilizations. A place once used by mankind to worship a mysterious Goddess, whose name is no longer heard.
Stepping in with me, was Luna in her maid uniform. The closer to the cathedral, the more sour his face became. Probably because we were tired three weeks into our trip to Hilfheim. Probably, because of what he's hiding.
“We have arrived, Miss Clair,” said Luna who opened the fragile gates of the cathedral.
The light of the moon was sandwiched between the opaque glass mosaics, shining down on an altar surrounded by broken long chairs. There was a servant who looked exactly like Luna, waiting for me with a corpse wrapped in a shroud, lying on the altar.
Unlike Luna, the maid bowed respectfully to me and said in a flat tone, “It is an honor to meet the Moon Daemon. I, the Magister-Type Homunculus, Code LYRA, was assigned to represent Queen Noctis to meet you here.”
Lyra's eyes have lost life, her body cold as porcelain. His facial expression was flat like his cold and distant voice. Despite having the same look as Luna, the one in front of me was a real puppet. The intermediate being that has no self-awareness.
“I believe, Sitter Luna has explained our intention to call you here, Moon Daemon,” he said who then opened the shroud covering the corpse on the altar.
Looked in front of me, a corpse of a man with fine blonde hair. The good looks on his face were still left, even though it had been pale with no blood hue. A strange tattoo I found all over her body, depicting an ancient magic language I don't understand. But, I suspect, that tattoo has preserved the body of the man.
… The man who got in my way won the First Apple Race, two months ago.
“From Sitter Luna's report, we're quite interested in your idea of imitating the human body through cell engineering. If you manage to create an ideal body for this man, Queen Noctis will pay you very dearly, Moon Daemon,” said Lyra throwing a magic contract at me.
I read the contract quickly. There was marked by Mutter's blood, that in the agreement in exchange for a million gold pieces, in 2 full moons, I would create the ideal body of the man. This covenant is a secret, which even unto death, no one can know. If one of us breaks this covenant, death awaits us.
“Who is this man until you dare to pay me this expensive?” my many.
“About that, you don't need to know.”
“You should know that I killed a Black Company official. Why, you want to hire me?” ask again.
“About that, you don't need to know.”
U-Ugh. I see healing marks on every male tattoo, still red with healing marks. Hmm, that mark was patrolled on his body while he was still alive. Because of his death, I do not know, but saw various injuries all over his body. I'm sure this man is not “sukarela” became a Black Company guinea pig.
In other words, this man held a key role for Mutter. And by making this man a Doll with flesh greatly benefits him.
The ideal body.the man who plays the key.The Black Company.
Ah. Haha! Just deserve. I had been in Villenburg Fortress for a week, but the figure never came. Only the former chariot I had, and with it the existence of Qrista Oedellia there. This man is not Prince Axel, the Hero.
I didn't expect the Black Company to dare to commit such a scandal. So thirsty for their power, to turn a figure that is greatly admired by the people of Kinje, into a puppet that is easy to control?
Now I understand what Eclair meant. I don't know where Mutter could have done something for his ambition.
But, what is the ambiance? … I want to know about it, but right now I don't have enough power to force the Homunculus in front of me to divulge it. Because unlike the human who has a mind that can be manipulated illusion magic, he does not seem to work on the Homunculus.
Not the Moon yet, not yet.
And just like a servant, who secretly hid a dagger on his back, I signed the contract. I haven't forgotten my goal to save the world. But it seems like fate led me here for a meaning.
I have to stop Mutter's madness.
