This passage is filled with intense emotions and a clash of personalities, particularly between the protagonist (Lucy) and the skeleton, as well as references to magical elements and the mysteries surrounding the “fairy dance” and past conflicts.
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The skeleton's eyes were empty, yet strangely, heat could be felt within that darkness.
Overwhelmed by the atmosphere, as if the deep emotions from the past were seeping out, I forgot my earlier excitement and faced the skeleton.
“Answer me. How do you know about the fairy’s dance?”
His tone was serious, entirely different from the one he used when arguing with my grandfather.
A sharp voice, as though no small joke would be tolerated.
What is it about the fairy's dance that has made the skeleton this desperate?
I don’t really know. The only thing I know about the fairy forest is that the skeleton put it into an eternal slumber. What happened in between, I don't know.
That’s the story of the heroes, not Soul Academy’s tale.
<Speak of what you saw from Ganshu.>
While I was choosing my words, my grandfather gave me advice.
He told me to lie.
My grandfather must know that the fairy's dance I performed with Ganshu has nothing to do with what the skeleton is asking. After all, he watched the scene when I underwent the trial.
Yet, my grandfather still told me to lie, clearing the enthusiasm from his voice.
I’m not very sharp, but when it gets to this point, I can naturally guess what’s going on.
The story related to the fairy’s forest is probably something tragic, something endlessly close to sorrow.
“Why did that history nerd show it to me?”
“...Ganshu showed you the fairy’s forest?”
The skeleton paused for a moment when it heard my mockery but soon realized who I was talking about.
“Why?”
“Do I need to know the little brat's thoughts? Why? Do you think I care about that annoying little history geek?”
The convenience of divine intent is such that when a prophecy is sent from the heavens to the earth, it leaves plenty of room for interpretation, and so too do their decrees. If you say you don't understand their intent, they can't argue back.
Well, what can I do? I don't know.
“Calm down. You antisocial virgin wizard. If you keep ranting like that, who would want to be friends with you? Even if someone tried, they’d run away in fear.”
I tried to shift the topic by slightly riling him up, but the skeleton didn’t react to my impudent tone.
It was as if my teasing was all just lies.
“Do you know what’s happened to the fairy’s forest?”
“It's the place where the creepy, trembling, evil god devoured it? Why ask? Didn’t you seal it away, virgin wizard? Did your memory get fried or something?”
“Yes. That’s where I sealed it. A place where the sins of a miserable wizard, who chose the world over the corrupted forest, remain. The fact that Ganshu showed it to you, his apostle, clearly has some intent behind it!”
“Really?”
“Doesn’t seem like it.”
I didn’t think Ganshu had such foresight.
That little weirdo probably just chose a tricky place to annoy me.
“The darkness on this land makes saving that place impossible. Why? Why is it so?”
“Didn’t that little coward get beaten and run off?”
“...What?”
“Like a coward, he tried to bother me with his creepy little plans, but I crushed him. How did such a pathetic person even get called a god? Oh, I see. Does being a god mean you’re a god, no matter how trashy you are?”
I didn’t completely defeat the dark evil god. To erase his existence, I’d need to break the seal beneath the dungeon.
But I did destroy most of the power that the dark evil god possessed.
The evil god sacrificed everything to eliminate me, his apostle, and even in that situation, he was proven to be nothing but weak.
By now, he’s probably just mentally celebrating in the seal.
“Can you tell me more about that story?”
The skeleton, pushing his skull closer, made me uncomfortable, but his voice held an unspoken desperation that I couldn’t dismiss.
Hmm. How should I explain this?
Even if I manage to distort things with my "Messgaki" skill, I don’t think I can explain this in a way that makes sense.
Plus, if I keep babbling, the only one who’ll understand will be the rotten me.
After a moment of hesitation, I gave up on explaining and asked the skeleton to briefly lift the seal so I could bring in Feiby.
“Are you talking about the day I fought the dark evil god? If so, it’s better for Lady to explain that.”
“I don’t feel like it.”
“If that’s the case, then I’ll do my best to explain the lady’s devotion.”
Feiby, who had often preached to others at the church, was a great storyteller.
If there was a pretty lady on a video site talking like this, I’m sure it would have millions of views.
But, Feiby, don't you think the story’s a bit exaggerated?
In the story, I’m not a "Messgaki" anymore, but a figure out of a myth!
I’m not that noble! Please, tone it down a bit!
Unable to bear Feiby’s praises, I covered my flushed face with both hands, but it didn’t matter. Feiby continued to tell her exaggerated version of the story to the skeleton.
“Lady caused a miracle with the power of the god, and the city that was overtaken by darkness has returned to its original state.”
“That’s impossible.”
“It’s true. Erginus. I heard from the people at the church that it’s become even more sacred than before.”
“...Really?”
“I swear to the god.”
When Feiby smiled gently and nodded, Erginus slowly turned his head to look at me.
I don’t know what he’s expecting, but I’m a completely different person from the one in the story. If you expect something from me, all you’ll get is rejection.
“Lucy Arlen. Was that your name?”
“Are you calling me a brat even though you remember my name? Why? Was it too embarrassing to say a girl’s name?”
“The miracle in the city. Can it be expanded to a broader area?”
Are you talking about the evil god’s energy being removed?
It’s not impossible.
If I take some holy relics from Isabel Artea, it should be more than doable.
Both Feiby and I have grown so much since then.
I nodded without saying anything, and the skeleton clenched his teeth before slowly nodding.
“You’re an academy student, right?”
“So?”
“When the break begins, will you come find me? I’d like to make a deal. If you agree to help me, I’ll tell you about the things the real one hid. Even after I took his memories, the real one continued to act, so there may be inaccuracies, but I can guarantee that everything will be valuable.”
The proposal from the skeleton was a type I had never seen in a game.
Though the skeleton inherits Erginus’ memories, he has never shared information about it.
So this proposal from the skeleton clearly shows how desperate he is.
But regardless of his desperation, his offer isn’t that appealing to me.
I probably know more about where Erginus hid his things than this skeleton does.
Of course, I know more than the skeleton buried under the desert.
But...
‘Grandfather, this offer from the skeleton. It’s related to the fairy forest, right?’
<...Probably. Even after everything ended, that guy kept reminiscing about the forest.>
‘Is it dangerous?’
<I’d personally tell you to ignore it. It’s like poking a hornet’s nest.>
Though my grandfather advised against it, I didn’t listen to him.
The fairy forest is a place I couldn’t visit in the game.
It’s a cursed realm I’ve never stepped into—a hell whose nature I don’t even know.
What could be more alluring than that?
I smiled and walked up to the skeleton, who was waiting for me to speak, and struck him on the shin.
No matter how much of a great mage he was, it seemed like he couldn’t react to an unexpected attack, and he stumbled, putting us on the same level.
“I don’t care what the great virgin mage left behind. Even if I find something, I don’t want to touch it. It’ll smell like an old widower’s stuff.”
“You can’t belittle those things like that! They’re not just things!”
“You clueless virgin mage. You know nothing about women and act like a fool in front of them. You couldn’t do anything on your own, so you’re groveling in front of a girl. How did someone like you get the title of a god?”
“...Yeah.”
“If that’s the case, stop babbling and help. That idiot is bound to mess things up again.”
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I trust in Feiby’s abilities.
And I also trust that she won’t be able to get out of her current situation.
If I leave her to handle it on her own, she’ll probably end up blushing and failing spectacularly.
I didn’t want to see my friend cry in regret, so I asked the skeleton to help her.
He paused for a moment before quietly asking me.
“...Do you know what I would ask of you?”
“Roughly?”
“Do you know it’s dangerous?”
“Dangerous? Oh, enduring the smell of that chicken coop lady is a bit much. I’ll admit that.”
“But would you really help me with just this small thing?”
“Look, virgin wizard. I think you’re mistaken, but I’m not interested in your stinky desires. I’m just doing what I want to do. So don’t get delusional. There’s nothing more disgusting than a loser chuckling to himself.”
I finished speaking as I tapped the skeleton’s forehead, stepping back and grabbing my mace again.
As I prepared to further solidify the clues I gathered from the fairy’s dance, the skeleton suddenly burst out laughing after a while.
After a few moments, he stopped laughing and stood up, looking at me with a voice filled with amusement.
“I suppose I can’t doubt the great god’s foresight.”
...What?
What’s he saying all of a sudden?
Did he awaken some hidden taste in himself after being beaten?
If another pervert shows up, that would be troublesome!
“Fairy fox! Attack!”
“...Huh?! Why!? Why!? I was just giving a compliment, why are you scared?!”
“Lucy, don’t forget to reward me later.”
“Ahhh! Don’t come near me! Don’t come near me!”
Well, thank goodness. Judging by his reaction, it seems like his preferences haven’t changed.
“Please don’t come near meeee!”