14. To the heart
I was playing with the beast chimeras again today.
â Give me a lot of food! The meat you gave me last time is good!
â Play with me, too. Why are you only playing with him?
â Hehe. Donât you get it? Itâs because Iâm prettier!
The wild beast chimeras were not as dignified as they seemed.
They eat a huge amount of food every day, but they still go crazy asking for more.
âUgh, these pigs.â
I murmured softly, and as if they understood me again, the beast chimeras were furious.
â Pig! Iâm a great tiger
â Iâm better! Iâm a lion!
â Are you guys talking about greatness without me?
I had a headache as they fought against each other.
âIf I knew this would happen, I shouldnât have used my skillsâ¦â¦.â
So the beginning of this tragedy goes back to a few days ago.
[Do you want to use the skill ãCommunicate with the beastã?]
âYes, Iâll use it!â
I was full of ambition to communicate with the beast chimeras and uncover the secrets of the Hope for the Poor.
I hit the ground and used my skills ambitiously without regret.
The reality, however, was cruel.
[Do you want to specify the target for the skill ãCommunicate with the beastã?]
I chose the nearest beast chimera.
âThe monster chimera mixed with lions.â
[Skill ãCommunicate with the Beastã is used.]
I watched the lion chimera with a pounding heart.
Soon the lion chimeras opened their mouths, and the first thing they said wasâ
â Kyuu?
It wasâ¦
âWhy would a lion say that?â
I got angry without realizing it, and the lion chimera, who heard me, protested.
â How could you say that to us? Iâm shocked.
âI was more shockedâ
In addition, the lion chimera knew nothing about the Hope for the Poor.
I asked something like this.
â Lions donât know things like that.
When I asked who made them and if they remembered it, I did not get a proper answer.
â Lions only remember good moments.
In addition, when they started to communicate, they started to push me to pamper them, perhaps because they were excited.
â I like yesterdayâs meat better than todayâs.
â Brush my fur. You have to brush it once a day.
â Lions should drink fresh water every day.
At first, I was holding back, but at some point, I exploded.
âDonât you have hands or feet?â
âWhy on earth do you call yourself in the third person?â
The chimera, a lion who listened to me, replied.
â Because itâs cute, kyuu.
ââ¦â¦.â
In the end, I gave up.
âShould I ask a chimera, a beast, with more intelligence than a lion?â
But it didnât work.
I tried to talk to other beast chimeras using my skills, but they knew nothing about the Hope of the Poor.
And the real problem started there.
Rumors spread among the beast chimeras that I could communicate with them.
Every time I entered the garden, the beast chimeras clung enthusiastically to me.
âWhat? Whatâs wrong with you today?â
â They want you to communicate with them too. Kyuu.
ââ¦â¦.â
I tried to ignore them, but I gave in in the end because I was completely defeated in terms of numbers.
Eventually, I used the skill of communicating with the beast to all the beast chimera.
As a result,
[The skill of ãCommunicating with the Beastã reached its highest level!]
[The skill ãCommunicate with the beastã has been fully integrated!]
[Skill ãCommunicate with the Beastã is upgraded to a passive skill. It will be used automatically from now on.]
âWhat? No! Why are you doing this to me?â
Eventually, the skill changed to a passive skill.
In the past, it was possible to turn off the skill and pretend not to know, but now it is impossible.
As a result, I was reduced to cleaning up the mess of the beast chimeras all day long.
âHelp meâ¦â
I was able to recover when I was with Leonhardt.
My father and I, Leodor, took turns spending time with Leonhardt.
The decision was made because Leonhardt was afraid to be alone.
While we were together, I took charge of his education.
Leonhardt started by learning letters because he had no education.
Father taught him the letters, and Leodor was teaching him about numbers and arithmetic.
I was in charge of reading him fairy tales.
Leonhardt was particularly afraid of sleeping alone at night.
From what I guessed from his sleep talk, all the time he spent at Brightonâs mansion felt like a dream, and he seemed to be afraid that it would disappear when he opened his eyes.
Maybe thatâs why Leonhardt was especially sad with tears in his eyes when I read him the story of the Little Mermaid.
What if this place disappears like a bubble? He cried and I comforted him that it would not happen.
Therefore, I chose fairy tale books with bright and hopeful contents for Leonhardt during bedtime.
âItâs time for me to read him a fairy tale.â
I hurried to announce to the beast chimeras.
âGuys, did you finish eating? Is there anyone sick? Iâm going now.â
As soon as I finished speaking, the beast chimeras protested fiercely.
â Donât go. Why do you leave every day?
â Iâm still not satisfied. Play with me more.
â Ouch! I think my soles are a little chapped. Please take a look at it.
Some of the chimeras were lying on the floor, protesting.
They were out of their minds because they were afraid the person who would make them excited would disappear.
Still, I didnât hate them.
âI have to go read a fairy tale to Leonhardt.â
â Is that so? Then it canât be helped.
â That skinny childâs name is Leonhardt? I have to remember.
The beast chimeras, who heard Leonhardtâs name, went back to their territories.
They told me to go without holding on to me any longer.
â You have to go to that kid.
â He took care of me with his skinny body.
â A good beast knows how to repay kindness.
Leonhardt seemed to have opened up his heart to these beasts as he fed the beast chimeras.
He should also know how grateful they are for him caring for them.
I headed to Leonhardtâs room mumbling and smiling.
â*: .。. .。.:*â
ââ¦â¦So the prince lived happily ever after.â
I closed the last chapter of the fairy tale book.
Leonhardtâs eyes were still wide open.
âDo you want me to read you another book?â
âCan you do that?â
âOf course. Iâll read it to you as much as you want.â
âThank you, sister.â
So cute.
I patted Leonhardtâs head gently.
Leonhardt was really cute.
Heâs been eating well for the past few days, so his cheeks are starting to gain weight.
Calling me sister because he wanted to look good to me.
It was all lovely.
âWhat book should I read for you?â
âWell, Spirit of Moonlight.â
âHart seems to like spiritsâ
Leonhardt nodded quietly.
âUntil my sister saved me, there was someone who was there for me. It feels like a spirit in a fairy tale.â
âReally? Iâm thankful that it stood by your side. Tell me the details.â
âThe first thing that appeared wasâ¦â¦.â
When I heard Leonhardtâs story, I thought.
âI think itâs really a spirit that Leonhardt saw.ââ
Spirits were not easy to see.
Doing nothing, yet being able to see a Spirit and even communicatingâ¦â¦.
âHart. You must have the qualities of a spirit master.â
âSpirit masterâ?
âYes, weâll have to wait and see.â
I read a fairy tale to Leonhardt again.
The only friend of the child who lived in the attic was the Spirit of Moonlight who came every night.
The Spirit of the Moonlight visited the child every day, but it was soon time to return to the moon.
âThe Spirit of the Moonlight said. My dear friend. Iâm going back now, but weâll be able to meet again.â
Leonhardtâs breath slowly faded.
Heâs falling asleep.
âThe boy cried and asked. How can we meet again?â
I read the rest in a lower voice.
âThe Spirit of the Moonlight answered. Find my real name and call me. Then Iâll be back by your side.â
When I read that far, Leonhardtâs eyes were completely locked.
He seemed to have fallen asleep.
I quietly left Leonhardtâs room after organizing the fairy tale book without making any noise.
When I saw the moon in the sky, I thought about the fairy tale I read a while ago.
If you call me by my name, Iâll return to you.
ââ¦â¦â¦ Huh?â
The sudden thought stopped me from walking.
âIâve heard this before
I remembered the conversation I had with the Spirit.
â Yeah. Until you sing it for me.
âCan I call you again?â
The Spirit nodded when asked so.
What if the way is to find out the name of the spirit and call it?
I was frozen there for a moment as if lightning struck me.
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