The Villainess is Changing Her Role to a BroCon
Mountain god
The rainbow stone in Isaac's arms is shaped as if it had branched from its roots and stretched upwards, as if it were a branch coral.
The color of the light is thin red (it doesn't get ugly). The so-called rose colour. The warm and gorgeous colour was swirling loosely in a form that seemed to stretch the branches to heaven.
Breathtaking beauty.
"Yes, I'll give it to you"
"Well......! but something so precious."
smile and Isaac offers a rainbow stone, but Ekaterina hesitates. The size is so great, and as the overall value of the intensity and beauty of light, isn't this such a delicacy that it can't even be compared to the rainbow stones we once broached?
"Isn't that an academically interesting sample? It would be better if your great-uncle had it. I'm good enough for you."
"Ekaterina is a good girl. Seems like a rare attribute and good quality, so I'd love it if you'd let me analyze it one of these days, but I picked it for you, and I hope you don't mind taking it. Yeah, but it's heavy on girls, so I got it."
"Doctor, I have it for you."
"Dear Aaron, if it belongs to your daughter, I'll take it with me."
Aaron advanced quickly, but Mina grabbed the rainbow stone from Isaac's arm with the quickness of going over it.
"Even though it's heavy... oh, but you are, aren't you"
Seems like someone who won't let a girl hold anything heavy, whether she's a maid or not, but seemed to have guessed Mina's background on how lightly she held it, and Isaac nods.
"Okay, Doctor, lady, let's go back."
"Oh, right. Ekaterina, you must be tired. Get some rest when you get back."
Aaron said, as he returned to me, and a quiet and Isaac nodded.
Aaron's tone was a strangely hurried breeze, and Ekaterina tilted her neck, wondering if it was her next plan, but she was entering a closed pit, if she thought. There must be safety and all sorts of problems.
Convinced, Ekaterina hastily decided to withdraw.
"Big Uncle, I just felt the magic of my Big Uncle going to much deeper into the earth. This rainbow stone is drawn from its depths."
On the way back to the mining operations headquarters, Ekaterina asked Isaac.
Awesome special magic. Sounds like an attraction from a previous life? Is that psychic?
Conversely, in this world, there should be few examples of the magic of calling matter to hand. I've seen a statement in a study on magic that there was such an example, but only a few lines were written.
When it comes to calling where it doesn't exist, flames, light, darkness, thunder, etc. Water is possible, but I think that, actually, is liquidating the water vapor in the atmosphere. Bringing stones buried in the ground at hand, is fundamentally different.
Think of it, the persecution in the Middle Ages of this world that we learned about in the habitat of the forest people. Has the bearer of this special magic also been considered heretical and obliterated from history?
"While I've been searching for stones since I was a little girl, rare stones start calling me from the other side. When they called me, I really wanted to pick it, and I used to dig the ground with a scoop. But I knew it would be annoying because my clothes would get dirty, so I tried my best to bring it by magic, so I could do it."
That was the laundry lady. That's what Mr. Reisa said!
So instead of "Stop Collecting Stones," it's genius thinking around trying in the direction of "You'll be able to collect clothes without contaminating them"...
It's true that genius is 1% inspiration and 99% effort.
"Is your great-uncle's magic an earthly attribute?
"By classification, that's what's going on. But there are many types of earthly attributes that I wonder if that's what you would call them. It seems odd that the owner of the magic of manipulating plants and I share the same attributes. I don't think there's much I can do to categorize the Astra Empire era."
I see.
There are different types of magic attributes: soil, water, fire, wind, ice, light, darkness, thunder, and holiness, but these were classified as ancient Astra Empire times. I guess you have a radiant authority and you can't shake it. Even things that don't fit into any of them are forced to push them into any of them.
The magical attribute of the maiden of death, Mr. Serene, 'The Underworld', because it should not exist on the classification of ancient astra. So even if someone currently had the magic of the 'underworld', they would be confused by any of the others.
I've read in comics that something similar happened in previous life, and that the ancient Greek Aristotle deduced the theory that it was the four elements of earth, water, fire, and wind that made up the world, so the state of 'I don't admit dissent' continued after a long time of blindness. Aristotle's authority, he said, was almost divine.
"You're right. Perhaps classifying magic by its attributes will someday no longer be done."
When Ekaterina said, bearing in mind that the minimal unit of matter had disappeared after being proven to be an atom, Isaac looked out and grinned.
"You're gonna say something bold. I love that kind of thing.
I will definitely go to the Imperial Capital in time. Let me see your workshop, and I've talked to you a lot. "
The next day, Ekaterina went to visit the Temple of the Mountains.
While modest in his tribute to God, Ekaterina steps into the temple's depths, guided by priests who admire the appearance of a beautifully dressed bride, following Forest Farmer Forlì and Miner Aaron.
It should be noted that Isaac wondered if we would worship together,
"Um, I'll stop. Because I don't really understand God's joke."
And that's what I'm not sure I'm saying, and I still seem to be immersed in research today. Are you close enough to God to make jokes?
The historic stone temple was lined with stunning sculptures. It is a photograph of the mountain gods, pillar-by-pillar, who preside over the mountains in Yurnova territory, some of whom appear to be human beings, others, such as wolves, pigs and other animals, or more distinctive ones.
There is a god in the heart of those gods, the figure of an elderly gray-haired old man. I was just taught that this was the god of the mountains in the old mine, and the statue of that god glowed.
Descent.
The light flowing out of the statue transforms into the figure of two old men, the statue and the melon. The humans finally thanked the divine authority full of the occasion.
There, there's a voice.
"Yournova's daughter, you can give her a face. Take it easy on the others."
Bottomless old, gentle voice.
Ekaterina looked up.
"Forgive my worship face, and I know with the utmost pleasure. I am in Ekaterina Yurnova."
"You're a beautiful daughter. Well done."
The old mine god, laughing cheeky, is an impression of the inviolable majesty, but also of the likability itself, as if he had been so kind to the gray wizard who appeared in the Hollywood masterpiece movies of his previous life.
And there dwelt a light in another statue, and two more pillars of gods descended.
One pillar, similarly human but opposite to the old mine god, looks like a young girl. Appearance is an elementary school girl, but a level of cuteness that I had never seen with my naked eye in my previous life. It's like an angel. An angel even though he's a god. The long soft looking hair is young grass coloured and wears floral crowns knitted with different flowers. An adorable and cute princess god, like the blooming Haruyama itself.
The other pillar is the figure of a giant wolf. The Reginas are even bigger than the hounds.
Plus, it's putting the flames together.
Tenderness and the tip of the tail are the burning orange flames. The golden eyes are like melted gold, and the flames flood out of his big mouth as well. Still not feeling the heat is the god of the old mine protecting me?
Perhaps this mountain, which God commands, is a volcano. He looks more horrible than a warcraft.
Wow, fantastic and fantastic!
A cleric who seemed worried and glimpsed Ekaterina thought she was scared had a subtle look when she noticed she was rather excited.
Report to the Gods of the Three Pillars Alexei's succession to the Duke and apologize for his absence.
"Oh, my God, I thought that kid was finally the owner of Yurnova. When I was a little girl, my predecessors brought me here, and I came to see her every once in a while and did my job well."
Oh, God in the old mine, I don't recognize my father. The ancestors who brought your brother, they're definitely your grandfathers.
Ok, I wouldn't dare correct it.
Ekaterina reads out a list of sacrifices to the Mountain God. Alcohol, food, ornaments, etc. as usual. Everything superb. I get Kana, and worship goes on unconnected.
Continuing, Ekaterina asked the gods about the Eurnova family's territorial government.
The content is about planting.
I've never been over to tell the gods because I'm directly involved in mountains and forests.
"Plantation. Ho."
The old mine god laughs in silence.
"Compared to the trees, humans have come to say something temperamental to undo the woods they pruned, whether they are short lived or not"
And the werewolf god who put the flames together opened his mouth.
"If you keep the woods, the Warcraft will dwell. Doesn't man want to eradicate the Warcraft?"
Heavy bass, powerful voice. Melted golden eyes look at Ekaterina once more.
Ekaterina thanked him.
"Frankly, the Warcraft is terrifying. Each and every human being is weak, if you go to the Warcraft and meet them, you will lose no life. I know there are many who want it to cease to exist."
Monocular bear, big king bee. If they were both ordinary people with no magic, they were unreasonable. The old man, who could not do anything about the single-eyed bear entering the field and could only watch him eat up his crop, would just be relieved if the Warcraft were extinct.
Even in Japan in the previous life, people in areas where wild bears come and go often want bears to be extinct in their hearts. If you do it badly, they'll kill you, naturally.
Attempts to preserve the forest and leave the ecosystem would be at the mercy of those living in a safe place far from the Warcraft, from the people who live spooked by the Warcraft.
"But the great King of the North, Taru Xuanlong, is uncomfortable with humans shredding the forest any more. If you take that man's wrath, it's the humans who will eradicate it. Therefore, we decided to preserve the forest with the attempt of planting, and to explore the path in which humans and warcraft live together."
If we don't plant it, Xuanlong will be sitting here again, so we have no choice! That's a good excuse to understand, right? Thank you, Demon Dragon King of Hidden Attack Characters.
"Besides, the grace of the forest is also honorable to man. If you pioneer forests, turn them into farmland, and stop the Warcraft, you will be excepting one worry from human life. But what is lost is that it disappears forever and cannot be taken back."
Because in previous life, I know that yeast found in the White God Mountains made good bread, medicines were developed from plant research in the rainforest, and so on. I know that crushing the forest is crushing that possibility.
"Warcraft should be kept alive because of the same life. Humans just think that things like losing something forever should stick together for the sake of the human future.... just"
The single-eyed bear's, I remember the last voice.
"Humans... feel pain in their hearts when they say no to some life. Even if that's what kills you. That's funny.
I want you to live as long as you can, whether you're a warcraft or not. "
Though it must be kind of a sweet little idea.
Oh, no. God, I told them in my own words as much as I wanted.
……
The werewolf god sees Ekaterina with an indescribable look.
Somewhat, I said.
"You have an unusual soul."
Bye!
Mr. Serene, the maiden of death, also told me, does the soul reincarnated from another world look like it has changed to other gods?
Mr. Forlì, Mr. Aaron, don't look at me. Don't look at me with a smile.
"What, have you changed your mind? Did you decide to want your wife to be your mistress?
The princess god of the flower crown said something outrageous in her adorable voice, and Ekaterina screamed once more in her heart.
"Don't hang out with me."
Werewolf gods snort with hun.
The princess turned her eyes to Ekaterina and wandered.
"By the way, yesterday, I was with my wife."