Reincarnated into a Werewolf, the Demon Lord Servants

Labyrinth of Recollection (Part 1)

Episode 307

I had to fight the drealite's treasures and the magicians, while fighting melee against Iria.

"Happiness!"

Iria draws her sword and pokes with a sharp step.

It ’s a lean movement, but it ’s not beyond humans. Move the tip of the blade with your finger to flush the piercing.

I wonder if I could dodge it, and the cup gave me a powerful curse of necromancy. It is a dangerous technique to kill the subject immediately.

Since the opponent is just a tool, there is no chanting or gesture at all.

It is almost unexpected because there is no preparatory movement with magical movement.

But now I have almost infinite magic.

He took several instant death spells, one of the contraindications of necromancy, but it didn't work.

It lost its magical power, but it would be about three or four wits per shot. It's an error for me now.

"Hah!"

Ilia does not speak at all. They scream, but they are necessary to control breathing and muscles.

He couldn't hurt me if I manipulated Ayria's body, but it was an effective check against me. Hard to do.

Now, how to transfer magic power to this Aria?

Ilia is not a sorcerer and cannot handle this much magical power.

However, even if you pass it little by little, it will not reach the amount needed to become a hero. Drowlite's Treasures use me to attack me.

In the first place, I can't afford to give so much.

Now, there is only a primitive way of speaking.

As a fortifier, I'm proficient at giving power to others. Giving magic is no exception.

Magic is the same as heat and electricity. It's better to stick to each other if you want to share with others.

Alright, will you attack?

I check the direction of Eyria's face and go around behind. The moment I was out of sight, I jumped over the sky.

Humans are alert on the left and right and down, but not on the head. It is a remnant of tree life.

Ilia, as expected, looks back and slashes through the void.

When the treasure moves Eylia's body, she seems to use her feelings.

This is an easy victory. I land behind her.

"eh!?"

Now it sounds like Ilia's original voice.

I hug her from behind to keep her away. The werewolf ancestors thus predated humans.

"Is the end"

Holding down the rampaging Aria, I tried to release my magic.

However, at that moment, the view becomes strange. The scenery that is completely different from the actual scenery has spread to my view.

I thought it was an enemy attack, but it wasn't.

The proof is that Eyria is stuck.

When I suddenly noticed, I was standing in a strange garden.

It looks like a ruined ruin, but beautiful flowers are in bloom and a gentle breeze is blowing. I knew it wasn't a real sight because there was no wind feel or smell.

You can see the building in the distance. It looks exactly like the house of Omori.

It was an abrupt change, but I had a node that came to my mind.

I once learned about mental magic from my teacher.

According to mental magic, the human mind is like a house.

There is a garden guarded by gates and walls, and a house behind it. It seems that there are many corridors and rooms in the house, and there is a "secret room" that represents the innermost part of the heart.

Considering that they are in contact through magic, this may be the spiritual world of Eyria.

Being able to enter this house of mind is the relationship of "opening the mind." On the other hand, it is the same as a burglar or a robber who forcibly interferes and controls with magic.

I'm in the garden right now, so you can get in to my face.

Instead, nothing is important here.

In order to get in touch with Iria, I had to go further.

I head for the building through the garden path.

I couldn't think of any other way to get rid of this contact, but of course I wanted to know the heart of Eyria.

The state of the real world is grasped by hearing, smell, and touch. I and Ilia have stopped moving completely now.

Drowlite's Treasures also appear to be inactive and will not attack at all. Even if he breaks it, after rescuing Iria.

That's why I slowly approach the building in the soft sunlight.

Even so, Ilia's garden of mind is orderly.

The water in the pond is clear, and the trees are pruned. There's nothing spectacular about this, but it's a calm and calm garden.

It overlaps with Eyria's usual behavior.

Speaking of the building, this is also a fine Western-style building. It resembles the palace house.

If I was rejected by her, the entrance would have been locked.

When I approached it, the heavy door opened without permission. But there is no one around.

Can this be considered welcome?

I'm new to the spiritual world of others, so I'm not sure.

"excuse me for disturbing you……"

Lower your head with a lump and straddle the threshold.

Upon entering, the door slammed closed.

`` Well, hey !? ''

The door is closed and fully locked.

Neither push nor pull nor bounce. It's like horror.

In the spiritual world, the power of the werewolf was irrelevant, and it was completely locked up.

Well, let's move on.

The building is composed of branching corridors and countless doors. The inside is completely different from the house of Tamori, and it is much larger than the exterior.

And unlike real houses, articles are scattered in unnatural places.

For example, hanging on the wall of the hallway is a saber that Ilia likes.

However, it is brand new and the details such as handle grip are different. This is probably my father's memory because he said it was his father's memoir.

Immediately next to it is a man's dress.

Ilia's mother has been told that she died of puerperal fever, so there are no items associated with her. The fact that many women die during childbirth is a characteristic of humans in this world.

I walk as I look at the objects on the walls and on the floor.

All the doors in the room were open, so I could see freely inside.

Often seen are girls' clothing. Skirts and dresses are scattered. Nothing is folded.

The rest is swordsmanship and equestrian training. It is equivalent to a jersey in previous life. This is all you can get messy.

Apparently, Iria was a pretty naughty childhood.

Where is the innermost room, the secret room where Iria is?

I go up and down the corridor and examine the room from one end.

This is like a study room. The toys and the picked-up nuts have disappeared, and the room is quite mature.

The emphasis on learning and manners was seen in the titles of the scattered books.

But get it right.

The warm sight changed when you climbed the steps leading up to the second floor.

A black cloth of mourning hangs down the stairs. It's for the guard. Is it his memory when his father died?

The corridors on the second floor are severely devastated and have no windows. The ceiling is low and it feels heavy.

In the hallway room, you can see the dresses for men that Eria usually wears.

She seems to have been dressed since her father died.

There are countless papers with the title of the Senate on the floors and walls of the corridors and rooms. All of them were terrible.

"I'm cheeky to a woman's habit," "Southern countryside patronage," or "Pay more money to evil merchants."

Apparently she seems to have said this all the time.

If you bully so far, you're determined to turn over to the demons.

But Ilia said nothing to me. Ilia doesn't speak of others.

I will renew my respect for Ilia and renew my anger at the Senate.

In this case, I wanted to destroy the Senate with my hands.

The corridor is long. This improbable length may be Ilia's subjectivity, as she was a servant and met me during her second year.

But the moment you come to the end of the corridor and turn around, the situation changes completely.

It's a broken window. The view outside the window was the cityscape of Lünheit.

Maybe this is the memory when I jumped out of the window?

Letters from the Senate were still scattered, but all were ripped apart with the werewolf claws. After a short walk, it disappears completely.

For Ilia, the Demon King's occupation of Lünheit was a major turning point in her life.

And in the room facing this corridor were a wealth of strange furnishings.

For example, a large crossbow in the industrial city of Tuban is rolling with Goron. That's the one I gave to Iria when I occupied Tubaan.

But for some reason, it is decorated with a pink ribbon. I haven't done this.

The cavalry training book I brought back with me was hanging on a silk cushion.

There are other weird things.

Hanging on the wall is a cheap three-piece set shirt that I bought at the market.

When I wore it for the first time, I remembered that Ilia was desperately trying something.

Rashii and Kite affirmed, "Way, this isn't there."

"what's this?"

On a table in another room, I found some small Japanese bowls.

In one of the small bowls is the tail of a brand new shrimp.

Maybe this is the memory of eating together in Wa country.

There is also tofu in the small bowl next to it.

In the immediate vicinity, there was a clothing crest, and there were some kimonos worn by Iria.

This corridor is also horribly long.

When I had no idea how long I walked, I finally reached the end of the hallway.

There is a closed door. All the doors so far were open, so it turned out to be special.

This is probably the innermost part of Eyria's heart.

I don't know the common sense in the spiritual world, but it knocks as a courtesy because it's a door.

"Ilia, I'm. Weid. Can I enter?"

There was no response, but if it was rejected, it was locked anyway.

I dared open the door.

The door opened easily.

Inside the room ... no, it wasn't.

Behind the door is an open balcony with birds flying in the refreshing wind.

Although there are sofas and beds on the balcony without a roof, there is no problem because it is an image of the scenery.

And in front of a small table, Ilia stood.

I look at the scenery outside, but it's so fleeting that it's almost gone.

"Ilia!"

I shout unintentionally.

Iria seemed to notice me and looked back as if she was in a hurry.

"Wait !?"