The Last Surviving Alchemist Wants to Live Quietly in the City

"Mr. Leuroparja, shouldn't you stop spiriting?

Mariela said whatever she wanted.

If the other person was human, he said, "Why don't you stop being human?" I can't say very much, but Mariella's master, Frazija, is a little out of the standard, but he is close to a human being, and even the young Illuminaria, as a spirit, is the Spirit of the Holy Tree, but he possesses the branches to mediate slime and goes out to this place.

In the first place, Zeke's ancestors were Endalgia, Queen of the Spirit of the Forest, and must have been close to humans when he lived with the hunter, because he ended up being the spiritual keeper of the veins of the earth, but didn't even have hunters and children.

"The Spirit is pretty nasty, isn't it, being or being?

- Existence... -

The boulder Leuropardja is also stunned by Mariella's way of saying that she can't wear clothes.

It just so happens that the spirits around Mariela were all weirdos, and not all spirits are.

"No, Mr. Leuroparja is also close to his master.

Why don't you just take the meat and move out of this lake... "

The filth of the Empire flows into this lake. Because that's the way it is.

As long as Lyuropaja is the spirit of a lake tied to this pulse of land, it is hard to help.

But if Lyuropaja leaves this lake......

You had that hand!

- But I manage this vein... -

Leuropardja gives an honorable answer to Frazija, who puts her hand on why she hasn't noticed before.

Apparently not all spirits are good additions or subtractions.

"Labyrinth cities don't have administrators now, do they? And it looks like the master was an awesome spirit, too, but you were managing the Teito pulse?

"Yeah. I was awesome, but I didn't manage the veins or anything.

The Imperial City is buried by humans, and it's stabilizing something. "

Frazija's answer is roughly what Mariella expected. I also think there was a mix of information that I shouldn't have heard, but there goes through, "I knew I didn't think my master was supposed to do such a hard thing," he said.

"Look, it seems like it's common for administrators to be absent at this time."

- Mm, but...

Leuropardja, who never thought about letting go of the management of the pulse, is not following Mariella's suggestion.

"What happens when Mr. Leuroparja stops the stewardship of the ground vein? Dirty is the Devil's Forest. We all share it, don't we?

- The filth that poured into the lake won't obsess, flow, or even cross.

There may be many demons gushing out of the filthy accumulation, and there may be a flood of demon forest (stampede) -

"But two hundred years ago, there was a flood of demon woods, right?

- If the filth passes, the demons will overflow.

There was also cause and effect with Endalgia, which caused an uncontrollable amount of...

"Does that mean that without administrators, dirt builds up in the temples and a much smaller herd of demons occurs?

- I guess so.

Hearing a conversation between Lyuroperja and Mariella, Zeke talks to Edgan in a whisper.

"Then I think the Imperial City and the Labyrinth City can be dealt with... What do you think, Edgan?"

"Hmm? Isn't that great? Hargey was moaning that since Labyrinth City became a people's territory, we couldn't have an oak festival, too, rather, right?

Luropaja's concerns, which show concern for human beings, are only the herald of a new festival for today's labyrinth cities. Labyrinth city humans are a little overwhelmed.

Remembering the Oak Festival, he said, "I hope you have a savory demon!" And so on and so forth to the humans who seem to have a pleasant look, Luroperja said with such expressions as incomprehensible "Festival?," he snapped, "Frazija said," It's booze! "and make me happy.

"Well, as you can handle the filth, you can also share the management of the vein itself with the spirits of this forest, right? That's what labyrinth cities do.

I mean, Illuminaria. There's a lot of holy trees in this forest, right?

That's how you said you looked for me.

That means there's plenty of spirits like Illuminaria, right?

- I'm here. There are no spirits as strong as Endalgia, but there are plenty of them if only a few, and they grow in their veins.

Guys, I'm a relaxer.

Because the roots are connected deep into the ground, why don't you try your best to manage that you don't want to wither when the caretaker is gone? -

Hearing the Illuminaria answer, Mariella looks at Lyuroperja still.

Those are terrible eyes.

My eyes say things about my mouth, but I say, "You didn't force me to do one op," or, "It seems like you don't have to be there," or, "Why don't you apprentice your master for a little while and live in a good way?," or he seems to convey a terrible dialogue with his gaze that he can't speak of.

"Lulo, come with me!

In contrast, Frazija's persuasion is simple. Go into the lake and spread your hands against Leuroparja.

- Frey.... I am -

Frazija facing Lyuropaja upright.

To avoid that gaze, Leuroparja sees the lake at his feet, the woods stretching beyond it.

Though invisible to the Mariellas, there must be so many beasts and demons in the woods, so much life in this demonic forest.

- I can't abandon these woods and demons like Endalgia.

"Yeah. Then you can live in the woods. It's okay. I'm fine in the woods. But let's not carry it on our own."

Leuropardja's choices are different from those of Endalgia, which once fell in love with a human hunter and chose a path that isolated him from demons. Having immersed herself in obscenity with the demons in the Devil's Forest for a long time, Frazija, who approached people indefinitely, cannot choose just one.

However, Frazija accepted the choice as a matter of course, having long leaned against Lyuropaja.

"I wonder how you didn't notice.

I wonder if my roots remained spiritual, even though I was so close to humans and I was called a wise man with so much knowledge from the memory of the world (Acacial Records).

He wanted to do something about Lulo carrying his filth on his own, but he didn't even question that Lulo was unifying his pulse alone.

If there is a fire in the woods, the trees that grew there will have to burn. It's similar to that.

Even that kind of thing, I assumed.

I'm sure the spirits living in these woods think the same way.

Lulo manages the ground vein, receives the majority of the filth that flows, and purifies it throughout this forest.

It has always been so, so I guess it will always be so.

Luro has been thinking so much about losing his mind... "

I'm sorry, and Frazija spins her words faster, and Leuropardja's hands swoop on Frazija's cheeks.

- It must have been hard to lose your sanity, not me.

When Frazija lays her hands over Leuropardja's hands, ripples spread from her touched fingertips. Even in the shape of a person, Leuropardja's body is just water, and its feel may be the water itself.

Frazija's fingertips move to stroke the water, spinning sigh-like words.

"Oh, I want to touch Lulo...... More, properly.

Lulo doesn't have to be a person. You can live with the forest trees and the demons in the Devil's Forest all the time.

Dirty and grounded, we can all share.

It's okay, the demons are very strong creatures, and these forest trees are not just young trees.

It's already a fine big forest. Even if Lulo doesn't carry it on his own, he'll be able to do it. "

I can see Leuropardja in Frazija's golden eyes.

That smiling look was like glittering gold eyes and a light fire lit long ago by humans for fear of the dark, Lyuropaja remembered the day she first met the little fiery spirit.

It was such a small light fire, and now it brings light to the dark bottom of the deep forest, this way.

And Mariella and the others staring at Lyuroparja from behind Frazija.

They are no different from the humans who have crossed the woods to this lake, but they have always had the power to survive.

- ………… Right. Maybe I don't need your help anymore.

And the Spirit of the Lake, Lyuropaja, made the decision to put an end to himself and the way the world was.