I wasnât well-versed in the supernatural, and she didnât have a particularly good sense or talent in magic.
But right now, Aedis was acting suspiciously.
His face was much like that of a villainâs, and it certainly wasnât normal for him to stand up and kick the air.
He even seemed to be muttering something to himself.
âIf you donât have a hobby of kicking something in the air, whatâs there?â
I had already noticed that there was something invisible near because of the sledding accident.
In my opinion, Aedis was not an ordinary person, so it wouldnât be strange if he could see the invisible object very well.
Aedis reluctantly raised his head. He saw my white cheeks turn red from the cold.
With a little more force, he would be able to completely destroy the stone statue.
However, the eyes engraved with the starlight of the spring were looking at him so purely.
ââ¦â
Power ran out of his feet. Aedis, taking a breath, raised his hand instead of answering.
With one gesture full of annoyance, his camouflage was broken, and a stone statue was revealed.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
âYou! You recognized me!â Paimon cried with excitement, and I opened my eyes wide.
âThis, I saw this from the bell tower-â
âHeuk! After all, Iâm not meant to die here -â
âQuiet,â Aedis commanded.
ââ¦What?â
In response to his unexpected warning, my mouth turned into a triangle.
I, who couldnât hear the talkative voice while the spirit was sealed in, was stained with absurdity.
Although Aedis was talking to Paimon, he quickly noticed his own mistake.
ââ¦No, I wasnât talking to my wife.â
ââ¦â
ââ¦I will explain from the beginning.â
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Once upon a timeâ¦
So about 500 years ago.
It was said that there was a spirit who served as king in Eire Forest.
It was a huge dragon-type spirit that trampled and killed, and he hated humans very much.
When humans entered the forest, the spirit scared them away or drove them into the habitat of beasts, saying that there was gold out there.
Although the spirit did not directly murder, it incentivized people to die.
Eire Forest was also an important place for humans.
Eventually, the first Grand Duke came out, and the spirit was sealed with his men.
This spirit was still trapped in a gargoyle statue 500 years later.
âWow, then you are saying that I made a wish to the spirit king?â
âAlthough he was more like a local gangster than a king.â
Oh. Aedis seemed to know what the spirit was like before it was sealed.
âHave you two met before? Did you say you were with the First Grand Duke when he sealed him?â
âBecause it was a long time ago, I donât remember any details other than me being pathetically stupid.â
âYou seem to remember it very clearlyâ¦â
Still, I respected Aedisâs intention to say nothing, so I nodded.
Aedis continued to explain with an uncomfortable face.
Anyway, when the first Grand Duke sealed the spirit, it took considerable effort, but it seemed that there was still a gap.
The spirit was able to use some of his abilities even while trapped in a stone statue.
Thanks to this, for 500 years, the statue had been moving and getting down the bell tower.
Just before the spirit was able to escape the bell tower and unseal itself, it was caught by Aedis.
This time, I had to dig for more information.
âHow do you know you canât remember.â
âIt makes a lot of sense.â
Aedisâs eyes were annoyingly crumpled.
As I couldnât hear anything, I could only guess.
Was the sealed spirit pouring out all the words it had not been able to say to Aedis?
Well, even though it ended in failure, it might be possible to escape twice from Aedis if youâve been obsessed with trying to escape for 500 years.
But why the stairs? Dragons have wings, and a stone gargoyle statue has wings.
If you had the energy to dream of escaping for centuries, wouldnât you be able to move your wings?
Weâre there any circumstances I didnât know?
âGoing down the stairs, it seemed impossible to escape by flying for any reason, right? Itâs inefficient.â
Suddenly, Aedis became quiet.
âWhatâs wrong? â
âI didnât think of that.â
âWait, what.â
ââ¦â¦The original spirit is a little stupid, no, is it simple?â
Without knowing it, my thoughts popped out.
âHave you forgotten my wish already? No, itâs just that youâre strong right?â
âItâs not that heâs simple, but because heâs deeply thoughtful and cunning, deliberately committed himself to ascetic so as not to forget the shame of the day. I donât know why I should convey this word.â
âHuhâ¦What do you mean?â
I squatted in front of a stone statue that showed me a sample of the saying that if your brain is bad, the body suffers too.
Then Aedis, who hadnât been able to give up on destroying the statue, had no choice but to step on it.
The stone statue, whose camouflage was lifted, looked pitifully miserable.
I could see that the statue I saw at the bell tower still looked like a dragon, but now it was like a strange-looking stone.
In addition, there were footprints showing how hard Aedis had stepped on it.
It was not pudding, but a stone statue.
âThe condition is not very good.â
âOf course.â
Aedis seemed to agree with a completely different meaning.
He tilted his head as if his eardrum was tingly.
âIs it still talking?â
âHeâs working very hard.â
I put together the information that Aedis gave me.
It seemed that the spirit had a lot of abilities, had a large body, had a bad brain, and had a lot to say.
Oh, I didnât like it.
I asked Aedis, feeling the illusion of the spirits shattering.
âWhat is it talking about now?â
âBecause he is of no use to this world, he says he will die soon.â
I pondered for a moment about the true meaning of the interpretation overflowing with evil intentions.
I didnât have much time to hesitate.
âWe have to take it to the castle. Itâs a precious spirit who will grant my wish, so I canât let it die like this.â
âThere is also a way to return it to the bell tower.â
âBut I think it wonât last long in this state.â
âIt wonât be able to grant my wifeâs wish anyway while trapped in a stone statue.â
I stopped stretching my squatted legs and paused.
My empty wish would be rejected.
Aedis was also next to me, so I knew how absurd the wish was.
By the wayâ¦
âIs it possible if the seal is released?â
ââ¦â
I gently looked at Aedis, who was caught in my trick.
Then a very reluctant answer came back.
âMaybe, yes.â
âHmm.â
âI canât guarantee it.â
âHmm.â
Eventually, Aedis gave up.
âDonât touch it because Iâll move it.â
But before Aedis even lifted the statue, the torso was split into several pieces.
âUgh, I think itâs really going to die. How can it be fixed?â
âDo you want some glue?â
At the suggestion, Aedis became cold.
ââ¦Do you hate it because it talks too much or you just donât like it? Did Mr. Spirit harass you in the past?â
Aedis started by pointing out the honorific title and said.
âItâs not Mr. Spirit, itâs Paimon. It has nothing to do with me, but it could have taken your life from the bell tower at that time, Eve. They gave up because of me, but I donât know if it still feels the same way. â
I glanced at Aedis.
Aedis had a face saying that if I called him Mr. Spirit one more time, he would break it into fine sand.
âThatâs interesting? He doesnât feel it.â
âYou said he hates humans?â
Aedis laughed coldly.
âItâs because youâre the first creature it met in 500 years. Even though my wife is a human, heâs still attached to her.â
âAedis, thereâs sarcasm in your tone.â
âItâs an illusion.â
I didnât think it was an illusion.
I narrowed my eyes, but a cold wind blew past me.
Ugh, it was cold.
It was getting unbearably cold even with a sphere filled with embers.
Aedis immediately noticed my condition.
âLetâs go back to the castle.â
Agreed.
I looked around.
Procyon and Regen went too far to be seen.
It seems that he has already completely forgotten about the collision.
âWhat about Mr. Paimon?â
âDonât call it that way, Eve. Itâs not worth it.â
Aedis shook his hand as if brushing off the dust.
Then, the stone fragments scattered in the snow moved back and forth as if tied to a thread and stuck to the stone statue.