The Villager Who Grew Up Drinking Elixir Fountain

Sheila, who was captured, was thrown into a cell further underground.

The unprepared cabins of the lights are almost dark because they are dim and have no windows. My eyes got used to it and I finally got a good look inside the cabin.

The iron lattice is put on and the stone ground is cold. There are no windows, of course, because it's underground, and the entrance and exit are just the stairs where Sheila was brought.

Now what is it......

As Sheila sighed small, her voice rose from behind the barn. With a low man's voice, he looks at you and he's wearing good clothes.

For a long time, I could immediately imagine being trapped.

"Hmm, who..."

"Besides me, was there someone else in this cabin?

"You were there... aren't you a researcher"

Sheila is wearing a jacket with an off-white hood, so she'll look like a wizard all the time.

"Where are you from," asks Sheila, as the man looks surprised.

"I was exploring the city, and I stumbled across the stairs and came here."

"Coincidence."

The man sighs loudly and shakes his head.

"... Miss, if you're going to lie, it's time to lie. This is no place for weak princesses to come."

First, the entrance is hidden.

Even if you stumble upon it like Sheila said, the dark, long passage is not the kind of place the lady would try to go.

The man told him so, and then he said, "I'm a researcher, ex."

Sheila's shoulder flickers at the words.

"So you're the one who's keeping the spirits in such sight?

"Is the Spirit the Purpose?"

"-!"

Shit! When I thought so, it was too late.

I go around thinking about what to do, but I don't have an answer. Contrary to alert Sheila, the man speaks in a calm voice.

"Nothing, I'm not your enemy"

"... Huh?

"I just missed the horror of this lab."

When he was surprised what the hell was going on, the man started talking about himself, saying, "I can't get away with it anyway," he said.

Apparently, she decides there's no danger, and Sheila pulls out her shoulder and listens to the story.

"This is where Spirit research is carried out. You already know that, don't you, my lady? But the problem is its size and confidentiality."

Sheila came here from the city, but she's also connected from the royal castle. Conversely, everything underground in the Royal Castle is in this facility, with entrances and exits in several parts of the city.

"I am, because my wife caged a child - well, I thought I'd quit this job"

He wanted to show his kids that he was a decent father, the man says.

"But that was unacceptable. Once I got a job here, even if I vowed not to divulge information, I wouldn't be released."

"Are you here all the time?

"Yes. My retirement report will never be accepted, no. It's impossible. It's just a strain. I got scared when I saw the upper management."

This research was a lot scarier than I thought it would be...

Then I tried to escape many times, but they caught me and put me in this cell.

"Why can't you quit? You didn't want to do anything terrible to the Spirit anymore, did you?

To Sheila's doubt, the man laughs bitterly.

That's common sense, but insane for a nobleman imbued with personal greed.

"The state has announced that the spirits are extinct, so I don't suppose it's a coincidence that we're grabbing the spirits and taking their magic under the Royal Castle."

"How can you take away the spirits' magic!? You didn't do anything wrong, did you?

Terrible, Sheila screams.

"Of course, I know. But there's nothing I can do."

We can't even get out of this house.

So lonely, a man laughs.

"... the magic of the Spirit is used for the sickness of the king and for the abundance of this country."

"Huh?"

There would have been a demon squad, wouldn't there? And the man confirms to Sheila. Seeing Sheila snort at it, keep the words coming.

"That magic formation is encouraging the growth of plants all over the country with the magic of the Spirit. Then the king, who suffers from incurable diseases, also has his magic. So breaking down that demon cube will free the Spirit, but it will make the king's disease worse, and the country's plants will almost wither away."

"Oh no..."

Impossible, Sheila goes on with the words.

Regardless of the King's treatment, it is absurd that nature does not grow without the magic of the Spirit. So Sheila immediately denied the man's words.

"... you know the Demon King Pier?

"Demon King?"

Hearing the abruptly shaken words, Sheila tilts her neck.

- I thought you said the Rupikas took him down.

I didn't even know his name, but I'm blurred to think he was with his friend's name. "I heard you knocked him down," the man shakes his head loosely.

"It's not now, it's the demon king I used to be. They say that the country has chosen the brave and has become a match for the demon king. That's when I heard that the plants of this country had cursed me not to grow."

"Curse...... so you're saying the Spirit is being used to ease that?

"Yes."

"The spirits are not bad at all!

In Sheila, anger swells.

It sucks to do that. They thought humans were gentle and calm, but that didn't happen at all.

It was a pleasure to get out of the village and meet the Lupicas, but I can see my feelings getting colder and colder.

In the meantime, one thing I found out for sure.

If we can erase the demon squares on that floor, it means the spirits will help. I didn't know how to help you out earlier, but if I do, it's one of these.

Sheila breathes heavily. And chanting is a powerful word.

"Silf in charge of the wind, blade that power! Windknife!

"- Huh!?"

Sheila used, needless to say, spiritual magic.

The man had to look wide open and make a noise with Karan to see the wreckage of the broken brasserie.