"Signs of the Spirit...?
I look at Fresne in surprise.
Fresne sat on top of my head, but floated in the air and approached a small puddle.
"Ah, Fresne, if you suddenly get close, you'll be in trouble."
"It's okay. You don't have any bad feelings about Lernda, do you? I don't have a bad feeling either. And... this kid here doesn't have that kind of power."
That's what Fresne says in my words. I feel a little sad when I touch the water.
Fresne is sitting on a large stone around it.
"This kid...?
"Yeah, there's something here that looks like spiritual remnants. This little tree... must be a fragment of the Spirit Tree that was the resting place for the spirits that existed here."
"This is the Spirit Tree?
I see in Fresne's words a serious and small tree coming out of the water. A tree so small and powerless is a Spirit Tree?
I think it's also different from the Spirit Tree that the monster of that plant used to draw power from. I don't know, this one just follows the flow of nature, and it looks like it's getting smaller.
Indeed, when I looked consciously, I felt something like a sign of the Spirit on this spot.
With a strange feeling, he peeks into the little puddle with Fresne.
"I think the Spirit Tree originally met here. And get the time to grow the shrub and the remaining shards. Maybe the Spirit Tree is in a different place."
I see. You said it wasn't a place where people could live because of the darkening magic. Was this a place where spirits could not live?
"I see. I think the spirits have become a difficult place to live. Is that why the spirits have died, or have they gone to a new spiritual tree with the shrine tree...."
Fresne is still staring at the surface while saying such a thing.
Dornea said that the concentration of magic had increased and that people could no longer live here. Spirits are more sensitive to magic than humans and are affected by magic.
That's why the Spirit Tree in this place also moved away from this place. The remnants of the Spirit Tree from a long time ago are still here. That's strange.
"The stones around here... have become spiritual stones. I can use a lot of them when I take them home."
Spirit stones can be made in places where there are spirits involved.
"Yes, because spirits were here a long time ago. This is the Spirit Stone that gains eternity. There must have been a Spirit of Water here."
"Spirit of water... Well, there used to be a god of water here."
Douroëan and Doaneer said.
There was a prince who was loved by God of Water. I'm sure there were water spirits in this spiritual tree that the priests were close to in the past.
I have a strange feeling when I think about it.
In the past, there was indeed a spirit here. And in this decaying place, people were indeed alive and living.
"Ah"
"Fresne, what's wrong?
Fresne, who was looking at a small pond, raised his voice as if he had noticed something.
Did you notice anything?
I didn't know what Fresne had noticed.
"... he's still alive."
Huh?
"A little spirit is alive. I'm surprised. Even if this place became difficult for people and spirits to live in, it was still there. I've lost most of my powers, but I still think I've been here forever."
Fresne says the Spirit is alive.
The little pond seems to be quite deep.
Fresne says that under the tree that grows from the surface of the water, the tree protects it.
I look at it with my eyes open and conscious.
In something transparent like a membrane, there is something that looks like a little girl - a rounded figure looks smaller than it looks. Looks like I'm closing my eyes and trying not to use my powers badly.
"Wow...."
Looking at the little girl with light blue hair, she raised her voice of admiration.
"Hey, Fresne. What happens to this kid?
"If I don't do anything, I think it's going to disappear. That spirit has no place to rest. I can't save my strength. I think it was originally a powerful spirit. Because of that spirit, it's still there. But we're at our limit."
"Are you going to disappear? Can't you do something about it?
I didn't want the spirit in front of me to disappear like this.
That's why I ask Fresne.
"That's right... I think we can still survive if Rearda, the priest, gives us magic. It's not very compatible with the Spirit, the Son of God in Heaven, but if you look at the Spirit, the magic of the Spirit will help us."
Fresne sat down on the stone and looked at the little spirits with their eyes closed in the water, and said so.
There is a difference between which God loves the Son and which Spirit. Because I am loved by the God of heaven, it goes well with Fresne, the spirits of flying creatures and winds. But it seems that the Spirit of Water is not extraordinary. But Fresne says the magic of the Son is something that helps regardless of which god loves him.
If Fresne of the Spirit were to say, it would be true.
Then hurry up. That's what I'm thinking, trying to touch the water. At that time, Fresne called out a stop.
"But Lernda. Maybe the Spirit himself doesn't want it. Whether the Spirit shredded himself or disappeared - I'm sure he was here hoping to stay. Otherwise, he would have had a powerful force, and that spirit could not have stayed here. Perhaps the spirits left behind in this land want to disappear here.
That's why you have to listen carefully before you do it. Even if I recover with the magic of Relunda, I may be angry if I don't want to. "
That's what Fresne told me, and I feel relieved that it is.
"Yeah, I'll talk to you then."
I nodded at Fresne's words, and this time I truly spoke to the Spirit of Water.
― ― Girl and Ruins 5
(Son of a Girl finds a little spirit in the depths of a little pond)