Hyaku Ma No Aruji

"Let's name it again. My name is Acacia. There was no name for me at the time of my birth, but St. Berceus gave me a name in the words of man.

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"Ugh, it seems to mean 'sage'"

Merea walks over to the golden apple tree and smiles, looking up at the one-wing eagle - the acacia.

"I think that's the right name, Acacia"

"Right."

Acacia stopped moving for a few seconds as she lay her eyes down and felt into the distant past.

"Merea, do you know how this forest is called the Forest of the Knower?"

After the slight appearance, Acacia turns her gaze to Merea again and asks.

"Hmmm......, because Acacia is here?

Melea takes the information she's had from the drawer in her head as she hands on her chin.

The only information I've heard in Ioath about the Forest of the Knower is that it's quite dangerous, that there are people in the forest who call themselves the Lord, and that's about it.

If so, an ultra-small diagram comes to mind that this clever man who spoke human language and was initially exclusive to intruders was called that because it was a necklace for what went into the forest.

'No. To tell the truth, I have nothing to do with it. This forest is called that alone. This - "Golden Apple" is the big tip. "

Acacia looks at the golden apple that was raw near the branches.

"Have you ever seen a golden apple in your life?

If you ask me, no.

All the mature apples were red, and the apples were blue before they were ripe.

I've never seen it this way, even if it ever turns black or brown if it rots, but I was just born with a golden apple or something.

"No, you don't."

'That's normal. Because a golden apple doesn't normally occur naturally.'

"So that apple has someone's hand on it?

"No."

Acacia shook her head.

"This is a natural occurrence."

As Merea strapped her neck, Acacia continued.

"I mean, this apple..."

On that day Merea touches one end (once) of what is called the 'truth' of this world.

"The formula itself is distorted from the beginning."

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"Do you know the story that this world is defined by ceremonies and that every event in this world is constituted by ceremonies"

"That's the first basic concept a magician learns."

'Yes, he who deals with the surgical ceremony - the magician understands this basic concept and exercises various powers according to its laws. - So have you ever come up with the idea that humans themselves are also made up of such formulas?

I might have gone through some rounds a while back.

But Merea remembered the modulation of the Devil's Eye since returning from the art city of Virgilia and thought it was probably right.

"... there is"

"Ugh."

"Because I..."

Merea remembered her troubles with [King of Thieves] Kleilut when she saw 'What You Shall Not See' on Lillium's face when she came in to help.

"I've seen 'Human Ceremony'"

……

Merea sees that Acacia's face has become slightly more rugged for a moment.

It was a complex look mixed with surprises and concerns, plus some emotions.

"Merea, ask one question."

Then Acacia opened her mouth again.

"You said you inherited different factors from a hundred English spirits."

"Oh."

"... What did you inherit from Leilas-Riff-Remusee?"

Leilas.

Melea touches her hair when she hears her name.

"Give me this white hair."

"Is that all?"

"... at least what I'm asking"

"I see."

'Didn't you dare tell me?' Yes. Melea's ears caught Acacia crushing small.

'But that's not all. I guess your soul is inspired in some way. "

"What are you talking about just now?

'No, it's not a big deal. Let's get back to it.'

Acacia is half forced to undo the topic.

"I'm talking about the golden apple. Unlike the ordinary apples present in this world, this golden apple is fundamentally distorted by the 'constitutive formula'. To tell the truth, it's not just apples. Each of the things in the deepest part of this" Forest of the Knower "has a constitutive distortion somewhere. Colored air, rain falling on top, absolutely unbreakable stones, transparent flowers. Incidents that are unlikely to happen easily in this Forest of the Knower

Acacia looked up diagonally.

At the end of that gaze is a rain cloud that lags somewhat low.

"The rain that comes from that cloud falls toward the sky. I don't know why. It's just there as such. '

Hard to even imagine.

Merea swallowed the saliva.

And at the same time, I realize myself that this place feels strangely strange as I listen to it.

"How could this be so weird?"

'I don't know. I don't have the perfect answer either. But there's one thing I can say. The compositional formula of this world is that it is much more volatile than humans think. This Forest of the Knower is the most coarse place in the world. God was not as perfect as man's ideals, nor as merciful as man wished. After God made this world, he didn't even want to fix the coarse mesh with his hands.'

I think Merea heard this a while ago.

- The Spirit.

Yes, we're talking about cults.

Shortly after remembering the story, Merea finds an answer to how there are so many spirits in this Forest of the Knower.

"So there are so many spirits here? To fix some of the crumbling World Ceremony using a body from scratch."

'Well, you seem somewhat wise about the Spirit. Thanks to the Son of the Spirit there.

Fukasia looked at the cult.

The cult is a short distance away from the two of them, looking up at the universe with pleasure as they rake.

There was a gentle grin on its face, and there were also numerous spirits flying fluffy around the cult.

"He's under the influence of this place again."

Says Acacia as he looks at the cult.

Merea watched the cult when she heard the words. - The light purple hair was glowing slightly.

"That's..."

"The spiritual part of that child is sensitive to the land. You shouldn't stay too long. That kid's life shrinks. '

Melea's chest bounces in an unpleasant way.

"Then can I ask you something you want to ask me straight in?"

'I just wanted to say that I wouldn't tolerate it if I were you, but you're Van's kid. That also means the descendants of St. Berceus. Unconsciously, they have an unrequitable favor, so I'll tell them as far as I can answer. Come on, what do you want to ask me?

And Merea hurried much faster than usual to ask Acacia, and she thought to herself.

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There were two main things Merea asked Acacia.

First, on the current situation in the western continent.

And about the Demon King on the Western Continent.

It is, so to speak, about being involved in the world.

"The situation has been rougher since Mooseg, the black country, intervened in the western continent. Originally a highly contested group of urban states in the western continent - Needless to say, the" Heavenly Tower City "and the" Fortress City "- the air of contention has been distracted to the" Academic City "Iaus, which had a non-interference philosophy against the world. My traveling favorite friend - not a human, but a four-wing eagle - says that another heavenly tower city is already on the verge of doom '

"Day 1 Tower City Coulouse related?"

'That's right. The demon king named "The Stone King."

The information that Acacia has matches the information that the player (Ente) from that academic city had.

Perhaps there is no mistake.

'In addition, there is movement of disturbing molecules inside the iose. This is information about a two-tailed cat. "

"Any information on Mooseg's involvement there?

"Yes, Mooseg is already in the Eyes."

After all, Merea held her forehead by her hand.

'I'm just not sure where their purpose is. Because if you want to do it, Mooseg can crush the aiose at any time. If the situation in the entire western continent hadn't been so confusing, it might have stopped Mooseg's atrocities with the structure of the western continent versus the eastern, but where the western continent itself is already heavily contested internally. Even if Mooseg reaches out to that tyranny now, we won't be able to unite and pay for it'

"Maybe they even foresaw that, they did"

'There's a good chance'

The timing is too good.

The more information we have, the stronger the thought that everything is done by Mooseg's rare strategic arm.

'But strangely, Mooseg hasn't done a great deal in Iaus yet. Maybe the purpose is somewhere else. "

"To get the Demon King in Aios,"

……

Acacia gave a thoughtful look to Merea's words.

"I don't know if I am the Demon King, but there is one human being called the White Green Genius." I'm a student at the Blue Rose School.

White and green genius.

Merea remembered that word alone, the only young man not affected by the mysterious surgical ceremony during that 'night club'.

I remember thinking that he had a rare long white and green hair and looked a little like himself.

"He's smart enough to wonder if he has the Bible."

"It's a special ability of the King of Chi."

"Well, you know what?"

"Because we have their descendants"

That's what Melea said. She looked behind herself.

Now around Merea sit the companions who have followed this occasion together, but behind them Mira refrains.

I jumped over Mariza, who was sitting in a proper position right behind me, and I glanced at Mira.

"Mira?"

"Hmm? Oh, what no, Melea?

Mira flushed her aligned legs to the side and sat in a gesture of elegance and distinctive luster.

When responding, long glossy (twinkly) or dark hair shakes gently, creating a more seductive (frightening) air.

"I was confused, what's wrong?

"It's a hard story, so I was seriously switching it off in my head."

"Have you ever been serious, in the first place?"

"Ah! Mariza, you're tough! I'll cry!

Mariza tells Mira, deliberately repositioned to block her gaze from Melea to Mira.

"Well, it's been quite a long way, so maybe you're tired."

I said with a bitter smile as Merea looked at those two.

"Hey, maybe I am. - So, Melea, when you get home, massage me? Wherever you can touch it, if you can, you can go around touching things that you don't normally touch, and then you can feel good about it."

Mira says as she twists her body. My cheeks are subtly upbeat.

"Then I will do it instead. Because I don't need to bother Master Merea with her hands on purpose. - Because I don't."

"Pretty scary face, Marisa"

In the end, no one noticed Mira's discomfort on the spot.

"Acacia, I'm a little out now, but don't you know anything about the Bible of Wisdom? Mira is also a descendant of the King of Knowledge, but she doesn't seem to know exactly what her Bible of Wisdom is yet."

'Really?

……

When Merea asked, rarely did Acacia show a decent face. I accidentally snap Melea's neck, too.

'Well, I don't mind. - The "Bible of Wisdom" is also somewhat related to the "World Ceremony". I'll explain a little bit about the modulation of that "demon eye" that you wanted to ask. "

And Acacia set aside a beat to get her breathing ready before she started talking.