Sword of the Philosopher

"It's only a hypothesis, but I thought it was the demon king's purpose to get this magic..."

"Huh?"

Garc speaks with interest to my words.

"You think the Demon King knows more about this special magic?

"... I don't even know how I got that information"

"Hmm, I see. But how powerful is this magic..."

Squeeze. Start thinking about something, Garc. The demons we fought earlier were quite powerful, but I know that just because you took in magic doesn't mean you get the power to overwhelm the others. So there is a question as to whether the Demon King even wants to invade and get it.

"As a demon king, do you mean to get this magic and do something?

"We're only talking about possibilities. A completely different purpose… for example, absorbing the power of the spirits seems more likely."

"It's not that easy to get hit, though."

Says Feus. Turning her gaze, she smiled.

"I'm ready. Shall we interrupt the conversation and enter into the creation of the Spirit?"

"I don't mind, but what am I supposed to do?

"Gather the magic I exist in this ruin. Luon imagines the Spirit and waits until a signal comes out."

"Okay. Then let's get started."

Approaching Feus. She offered her right hand here.

"You don't have to hold hands together, get close"

Like I was told, I'll get my hands on it. Keep far enough away from Feus' hands and wait for the next instruction.

But...... I think again. The sight of the divine Spirit trying to come together is intimidating, even when dressed as a human being, not as it should be.

And the Spirit obtained through the cooperation of the divine Spirit… Given my abilities, will a existence be created with considerable power?

"Gather magic in your right hand."

Instructions from Feus. I nodded and began to gather magic in my right hand, which protruded on Feus.

"Next, imagine the Spirit"

In further words, I see that in my head. When we close our eyes so that we don't think about anything extra, and we talk about creating spirits before, we pull the image that comes to mind out of our memory.

Here's the thing...... a heavy-duty angel with armor all over his body. Big sword in your hands, wings in your back. It's like having the power to analyze all sorts of magic and, if you don't, following my instructions and protecting your people.

Magic suddenly bounced. When I opened my eyes, a small light was being created between me and Feus' hands.

That's probably how the power of an angel rooted in the earth blends with my magic - that's when Garc and Azua come to my left and right.

"Thank you."

There, Azua speaks out.

"Originally, the creation of the Spirit takes time. But if there's a lot of magic out there, it's different."

"Huh?"

Azua gives her hand from side to side while she listens back. In addition, the garc will have a hand and be shaped to surround the light.

"Do what?

"You had a story about Luon producing a sword, didn't you?

Now Garc speaks out.

"Just like the magic measures the Demon King unleashes, I had to try about it. Can the power of our Spirit truly be one? Azua was reluctant, but he got me interested here to accompany him."

"Hey, wait a minute! You're pouring the power of the gods into my spirit!?"

"The base is only the magic of L'Onne, so it will function properly as a spirit."

It's been a hell of a story - but the gods came to this place in the first place. Can't we talk about it like that?

"Look, Luon. It's just tough to embrace all our magic, but nevertheless a spirit with considerable qualities is born. It's just not complete yet. Luon is only a human vessel. So to activate the Spirit, you need a tool to build up magic"

"I know...... but can't you be pretty nasty?

"The rest depends on Luon."

Now Feus opened his mouth.

"Depends on me? What are you talking about?

"Well, then let's get started"

"Hey, wait a minute. Just explain everything to me."

Before I can finish saying it, the magic of the three Divine Spirits concentrates on the light. If they do that, I won't stop talking.

Gark zeroes his words while his magic grows.

"If we combine our powers, it's going to be quite complicated."

"But in the end, that depends on how you use the luon, right?

Azua says. Do you agree? Feus concurred,

"As for the Spirit's analytical abilities, as we teach them... how we use them from there depends on how Leon treats them."

... Um, why are you talking about me and it's a hoax? A continuum of things I don't understand, but the only thing I can say is that the Spirit who creates it is going to be outrageous.

"Well, Luon. Imagine again."

Says Feus. I just nodded and started the same image as earlier.

The moment I close my eyes, the magic in my hand swells by the gods. Be careful not to get flushed for now, while I immerse myself in even imagining.

As for time, maybe three minutes...... after a terribly long time for me, the convergence is finally over.

"Yes, that's it"

Open your eyes with Feus' words. The same light bulb is in front of my hand. Even as the gods let go of their hands, the light continues to remain in the same place.

"It depends from here on how Leon creates it. But if the image hardens, then the Spirit will change."

"... for one thing, should I put this white light in my body?

"Yeah, even with our powers in it, it's got to be okay because Leon's magic is based on it."

I squeeze my hand like a light bulb wrapper. Then after feeling a slight heat, the light went out.

I'm looking forward to it.

"If you can't imagine it, you'll create something different than you imagined."

Azua says. When I looked him in the eye, he was giggling.

"I expect you to see what kind of spirits are produced."

As for Azua, I wish something interesting was born, or something.

"... by the way, what about magical artifacts?

Somehow I asked, and the answer came back from Gark.

"I'm investigating it. I don't even have to tell Luon to get it. We're going to have a big fight to stop, and we'll deal with it here."

"Are you sure? Then I beg you."

I guess that means that for now we have a purpose, too, for the creation of the Spirit, which has been an absurd story.

Okay, so we're going to go home from here, but let's explore the surrounding information with the demon for once, and then we'll go back.

Go outside and get the information from the user demon. Sophia and the others are fine. Looks like Canaan's still at the Knights' too. There are also various movements on the human side that go hand in hand with the demons starting to retreat. Undoubtedly, the southern invasion is about to begin.

"Is this how the story goes so far?

I heard Gark on the pretend. If you look at me, there's a child gark on my shoulder in the same tone.

"... what happened to the main body earlier?

Back to work.

"... Somehow, you shouldn't look like that other than me. It might break my majesty."

"Right. Then go with the adult version."

"I'll take care of the neighborhood... but what about Feus and Azua?

"We're going back to taking care of the Demon King, too. I'll say something."

Stay focused on the southern invasion.

Feus and Azua tell each other orally and then walk away. Drop it off, and I'll decide on my future policy first.

Return to the Knights.

- And here's what comes to mind.

"... Speaking of which, should I talk to him once? He was a demon and only confirmed his location."

"What are you talking about?

"If you accompany me, you'll see... let's head there first"

I unilaterally proclaimed and used the magic of movement...