28. Claria Belial Part 1
Kouske's POV
Due to Lavinia's insistence, I spent the entire morning and noon resting. It wasn't until the afternoon that she finally allowed me to venture outside.
I decided to meet Irina in the park. After spending some quality time alone with her, I made my way back home. However, after taking just a few steps, my attention was arrested by an approaching injured stray devil.
In recent times, the frequency of strays converging in this town has notably increased. As I observed through my familiars, Claria, and her peerage were deeply embroiled in a fierce battle with a Cluster – a term reserved for strays that unite to form a group for survival. The rarity of such clusters made them formidable opponents, often cunning and capable of enduring for years. This encounter signaled a significant threat.
The Belial peerage, led by Claria, appeared to be on the losing side, facing imminent danger. The stakes were high, and the possibility of casualties among her peerage members loomed.
A stray morphed into a Rhinoceros caught my attention as it rushed towards me, bearing visible injuries—its left arm and one eye missing, boasting middle-class devil prowess. It was a clear indication of the increasing challenges posed by strays.
I decided to test my current control over Black Blaze Flare, creating multiple swords and spears with precision and compression. The Rhinoceros, initially nervous, charged toward me, underestimating a seemingly weak human child.
To his misfortune, a single spear made of cursed flames proved lethal, reducing him to ashes. As the stray perished, his thoughts seemed to dwell on a time when he served as a simple priest, a poignant reminder of the consequences of forsaking one's humanity for power, forsaking God.
Contemplating whether to intervene further, I weighed the options. Claria and her peerage were still in dire straits, contending with five remaining strays.
Considering the escalating number of strays, assisting them seemed more pragmatic, sparing me the inevitable hassle of dealing with the aftermath. Transforming into Akatsuki, I adorned a slime body suit purchased from the Shop and unfurled my wings, soaring towards the northern river.
From the aerial vantage point, I witnessed a silver-haired girl with tanned skin engaged in a fierce battle against two cat-faced strays, wielding her sword with exquisite technique. Despite her prowess, the cat-faced strays proved formidable adversaries, their coordinated attacks leaving her bloodied and pushed back.
Observing Claria Belial holding her ground against a peak high-class stray, I sensed a deadlock. Spells were cast and neutralized with her bloodline magic, creating a tense standoff. Yet, behind her, two peerage members lay bleeding, adding an element of urgency to the situation.
Further away, three other members of Claria's peerage confronted two additional strays—one resembling an ox, the other a snake. The odds were against them, with a bishop attempting to halt their movements with ice spells, but struggling against the relentless assault.
Kouske maintained a vigilant watch from the sky.
Omniscient POV
Senbonzakura
Suddenly, black sakura petals cascaded from the heavens, a bewitching display. Yet, these were no ordinary dead petals; they were ablaze with fiery black intensity.
A momentary spell enveloped everyone, their attention arrested by the surreal beauty of the scene on this moonlit night. However, the enchantment was short-lived, disrupted when the petals made contact with a stray devil's skin, setting their entire bodies ablaze.
Screams filled the air as the strays futilely tried to extinguish the flames consuming them. Panic ensued as everyone scrambled to distance themselves from the infernal petals, which, seemingly guided by an unseen force, encircled only the strays.
While the strays grappled with the fiery onslaught, a figure draped in all-encompassing black materialized behind Claria, where her wounded peerage members lay.
Injured and alarmed, Claria attempted to create distance between the mysterious figure and her precious peerage. However, her injuries hindered her escape.
Observing the figure attempting to administer some kind of liquid to her two injured comrades, Claria's panic intensified.
"Stop! What are you doing to them?!" she yelled at the top of her lungs, her voice echoing through the chaos.
"Relax. I'm only trying to heal them. Otherwise, they might not survive," a calm and composed male voice emanated from the robed figure, adding an intriguing layer of mystery to the unfolding events.
29. Claria Belial Part 2
Omniscient POV
"How can I trust you?" she questioned, her voice laden with uncertainty.
"You don't really have a choice. If I don't assist them, they're likely to meet their demise. And you're hardly in a position to engage in idle conversation," he remarked, his tone firm, signaling for her to look behind.
Upon turning, she witnessed her peerage members fiercely engaged with the strays, exploiting the distraction. The battleground was chaotic, the clash of magical forces creating a symphony of chaos and desperation. Yet, it was evident that this temporary advantage wouldn't endure.
After a moment of tense contemplation, she chose to place her trust in the mysterious man and joined the battle alongside her peerage. The air crackled with energy as spells were cast, blades clashed, and the line between life and death blurred in the furious melee.
Observing this, the robed man calmly approached the two injured devils. From a small vial, he poured a liquid into their mouths. Moments earlier, they were on the brink of death, their bodies battered and broken. Now, a miraculous transformation took place. They stood restored to full health, fatigue evaporating from both mind and body. Gratefully, they bowed to their benefactor, a glimmer of hope returning to their eyes.
"Thank you very much. My sister and I will ensure to repay this favor," expressed the older gentleman with green hair, sincerity lacing his words.
"U-umm. T-thanks," stammered the younger girl with matching-colored hair, her voice a mix of gratitude and timidity.
With a nod, they swiftly returned to the fray, the brother brandishing an ax against an ox-faced stray, while his sister cast numerous wind spells, creating a dance of magic amidst the chaos.
Kouske, too, found his place in the battlefield, aiding the girl confronting the cat-faced strays. Drawing his sword, he slashed one of the already injured cats, causing it to writhe in pain due to its cursed nature. A sizable wound opened on his back, and, distracted, he failed to intercept the incoming attacks. The girl seized the opportunity, inflicting deep slashes on his body.
Suddenly, black flames materialized beside him. Wide-eyed, he watched as a pillar of the same black flames engulfed him entirely. Attempts to call out to his elder twin proved futile.
"Brother!" cried the elder twin, a desperate plea in his voice.
After the flames subsided, only ashes remained. Consumed by grief, the surviving twin, with bloodshot eyes, focused on the person who had killed his brother. A mixture of sorrow and rage painted his expression.
"Aaaaa!"
He lunged toward Kouske, claws coated in magic, intent on ending the life of his brother's killer with a single, lethal strike. Yet, before he reached his target, a sword pierced his heart, wielded by the girl he previously chose to ignore.
Witnessing his brother's demise, the surviving twin, in his final moments, recalled the peaceful times they shared in childhood before their capture by their king. Regret and sorrow intertwined as his consciousness faded away.
Meanwhile, Kouske infused his pitch-black sword with copious amounts of mana, its color darkening further. After charging, he aimed at the injured peak high-class stray that Claria faced, releasing a large slash made of darkness that bisected the injured creature. Claria watched in astonishment, a mix of surprise and admiration in her eyes.
The other two strays met swift ends as well. Amid expressions of joy and relief from Claria's peerage, attention turned to the unidentified stranger. There was a palpable sense of gratitude in the air, a debt that they couldn't fully comprehend.
"I thank you from the bottom of my heart for your help. Without you, Mark and Maria would have perished," Claria expressed, bowing slightly, a genuine sense of gratitude in her voice.
Mark and Maria also conveyed their gratitude, their eyes reflecting the profound impact of the stranger's intervention on their fate.
"It's alright. I was just passing by," the stranger replied with a mysterious smile, his eyes holding secrets that begged no further inquiry.
"I will definitely repay you if it's within my power. But who are you?" Claria inquired, her curiosity piqued.
"You can just call me Akatsuki," he replied before teleporting away, leaving behind a lingering sense of enigma.
"Wai-" Claria attempted to halt him, but he had already vanished into air, leaving her with unanswered questions.
Despite the mysterious departure, she couldn't shake the feeling that his magic circle was familiar but couldn't pinpoint where she had seen it. A puzzle she vowed to unravel in due time.
Regardless, she felt grateful to see her entire peerage alive. Even for a moment, she had given up hope. Without Akatsuki, things might not have ended on such a positive note, perhaps even resulting in her own demise.
As she surveyed the battlefield and the fallen, she couldn't ignore the recent surge in stray numbers. Encountering a powerful Cluster, especially one composed of high-class and mid-class strays, was unfortunate. She knew she had to report this to her family and the Maous, a responsibility that weighed heavily on her shoulders.
Sighing at the impending paperwork, she decided to let loose for the moment and celebrate with her peerage. Amid the cheers and camaraderie, the battlefield transformed into a temporary haven of relief and triumph.
Kouske's POV
I teleported to my house right in front of Lavinia. She jumped at me, eager to hug me, her eyes reflecting concern and relief.
"Ko-kun! You are late!" she exclaimed, puffing her cheeks, looking adorable in her worry.
"Sorry, Rey-chan~. I had to take a detour," I explained, recounting the encounter with the Cluster and Belial's peerage, painting a vivid picture of the intense battle.
Given the escalating stray numbers in Kuoh, it was essential for her to be informed. Devilish machinations were affecting more lives, and the gravity of the situation lingered in the air.
"Are you okay?!" Lavinia asked, her worry evident in every word.
She proceeded to check my body for injuries, her touch a mixture of gentle concern and affection. I chuckled at her thoroughness.
"I'm completely fine. I'm immortal, you know. But thanks for worrying, Rey-chan~," I reassured her, embracing her, the warmth of the moment grounding me.
"Nn."
That night, after a brief discussion, we went straight to bed. Mentally exhausted, I welcomed the respite, finding solace in the quiet moments shared with Lavinia. The weight of the battles, mental, lingered in the air, but for now, the sanctuary of sleep provided a temporary escape from the challenges that awaited in the waking world.
30. Serafall Leviathan
Omniscient POV
Underworld, Lilith
In the heart of the underworld, where the shadows whispered ancient secrets, Claria Belial, a devil from the noble house of Belial, found herself grappling with a rising threat. The devil hierarchy was structured like a grand chessboard, where pieces were used to reincarnate other species into devils, serving as both servants and members of the peerage. Claria, along with her own peerage, had recently faced a formidable Cluster of stray devils—two high-class and four mid-class stray devils. The classes denoted their prowess, and the encounter had left Claria deeply worried about the surge of strays in her town.
Unable to ignore the gravity of the situation, Claria made her way to Lilith, the bustling capital of the underworld. There, she sought an audience with one of the four Maous, Serafall Leviathan.
Serafall: (musing) "So-tan... I hope she's safe. I haven't seen her in a while. Work keeps me tied up, and I miss her adorable presence. She used to be so enthusiastic about becoming a magical girl. Is she eating well?"
Amidst Serafall's musings, a knock echoed through the office, and after granting permission, the grand doors to her office swung open, revealing Claria Belial in her elegant devil attire. The report typically meant for Serzechs Lucifer, responsible for internal affairs, was delivered personally by Claria to Serafall, highlighting the familiarity between the two.
Serafall, adorned in a magical girl costume, looked up from her desk, a bright smile on her face as she exclaimed, "Claria-chan! What brings you to Lilith today?"
Claria bowed respectfully. "Serafall-sama, I bring troubling news. My peerage and I were attacked by a formidable cluster of strays yesterday. Two high-class and four mid-class devils. It was a fierce battle, and their numbers are increasing. I thought it best to report to you immediately."
Serafall's playful demeanor instantly shifted to one of concern. Serafall: (leaning forward) "Oh my! That sounds serious, Claria-chan. Please, tell me everything in detail."
Claria: (nervously) "It was a coordinated attack, My Lady. The two high-class devils seemed to be leading the Cluster, and they fought with a level of skill that we hadn't encountered before. It's as if they had a strategy, a plan that goes beyond typical devil skirmishes."
Serafall's expression tightened as she absorbed the gravity of the situation. Serafall, usually cheerful, grew serious as she delved into the details of the recent strife in Claria's territory. Her mind, however, occasionally drifted to thoughts of Sona, her beloved younger sister.
Claria recounted the events of the recent attack, describing the strength and tactics of the stray devils. Serafall listened attentively. As Claria finished her report, Serafall sighed, her concern deepening.
"It's disheartening to hear about the rise of strays in your town. We can't let such disruptions continue," Serafall said, tapping her fingers on her desk. "We'll need to address this issue promptly. I'll discuss it with the other Maous and see what measures we can take. We can't afford to underestimate the rise of these strays."
Serafall thinks about the main cause of all of this and sighs. Something that was created to help the devils repopulate has also started showing its adverse effects on both the devils and other factions.
It has become increasingly more difficult to foster a good relationship with other factions. She knows first hand as she's in charge of foreign affairs. Only if the devils were smart enough to treat their servants better!
And those arrogant and ignorant brats, always cause trouble for her. If only she could just abandon them and let them suffer. But because of her position, she can't.
Claria nodded, grateful for Serafall's attention to the matter. "Thank you, Serafall-sama. I trust your judgment."
Serafall's eyes sparkled as she stood up from her desk, her magical girl costume shimmering in the dim light of the office. "Don't worry, Claria-chan! We'll get everything sorted out."
Then Serafall started expressing concern about her younger sister, Sona Sitri. Serafall's overprotective nature and fondness for her sister were evident as she recounted Sona's recent disinterest in magical girls, a stark contrast to her earlier aspiration to become one just like her Onee-sama.
Serafall's face fell, and she sighed dramatically. "Oh no, my little So-tan is growing up so fast! I remember when she used to adore magical girls. I hope she's not completely against them now."
Claria offered a reassuring smile. "I'm sure it's just a phase, Serafall-sama. She still loves and respects you a lot."
The magical girl Maou perked up a bit, her enthusiasm returning. "You think so? Well, I'll just have to work harder to win back her affection. Maybe I'll surprise her with a new magical girl transformation. That always cheers her up!"
As Serafall fantasized about her next magical girl transformation, Claria chuckled at Serafall's maternal concern for her younger sister.
Returning to the matter at hand, Serafall continued to discuss the strategic implications of the recent attack with Claria. Meanwhile, in another part of the capital, Diehauser Belial, the current rating game champion and Claria's older cousin, was making his way to meet Maou Leviathan.
There was a knock on the door. With a cheerful "Come in!" from Serafall, the door opened, revealing Diehauser Belial, the current rating game champion and Claria's older cousin. His tall, imposing figure entered the room, and Claria, recognizing her cousin, greeted him with a mixture of relief and joy.
Diehauser bowed respectfully to Serafall. "Maou Serafall, I hope I'm not interrupting anything important. I just wanted to discuss a few matters regarding my upcoming match in the capital."
Serafall smiled, saying instantly. "Diehauser-kun! No need for formalities. You know you're always welcome here. Claria-chan was just updating me on some concerning developments in her territory."
Diehauser's eyes flickered with interest. "Oh? I hope everything is alright, Claria. If you need any assistance, don't hesitate to ask. Family comes first."
Claria nodded appreciatively. "Thank you, Nii-sama. Your offer is reassuring. I'm sure we'll handle the situation, but your support is invaluable."
Serafall, couldn't resist adding, "Speaking of support, Diehauser-kun, have you met my adorable So-tan? She's been a bit distant lately, but I'm sure a champion like you could brighten her day."
Diehauser chuckled. "I'd be honored to meet her, Serafall-sama. I'll make sure to visit the Sitri estate after my match. Now, if you'll excuse me, I won't take any more of your time. Claria, good luck with the situation in your territory. Meet father and mother before going back. They wanted to talk to you."
Diehauser left after having an important discussion with Serafall about his upcoming Rating Game.
Serafall said once again. "If you ever need help, don't hesitate to ask!"
With a final bow, Claria took her leave, leaving Serafall to contemplate both the challenges in the underworld and the mysterious twists of her little sister's preferences. As the door closed behind Claria, Serafall couldn't help but hum a magical girl tune, determined to bring joy and cuteness to everyone in the underworld, one magical transformation at a time.
31. Dungeon Boss
Kouske's POV:
Numerous days have elapsed since my encounter with the devils, and now, accompanied by my unwavering companion, Hawks, I find myself deep within the dungeon's confines.
Realization dawned upon me, unveiling the untapped potential of my familiars in locating the elusive boss. With the command over thousands of slimes, I finally unveiled the hiding place of the elusive foe, hidden beneath the surface in a concealed fracture cave beneath the water.
The coward had sought refuge in the depths of a submerged cavern, concealed beneath the water's surface. With determination, I plunged into the aquatic depths and navigated through the cavern's twists and turns.
After minutes of swimming upward, I emerged within the cave. Illuminated solely by scattered sea crystals, the entire space bathed in a mesmerizing blue hue, revealing a breathtaking scene that had remained concealed until now.
While this could be an enchanting place for a candlelight dinner, my focus was on the imminent confrontation with the hidden boss.
Unsurprisingly, the boss revealed itself to be a dark elemental slime.
Upon sighting me, it unleashed a barrage of shadow knives. Employing Whirlwind Shield, I attempted to block them, but a few managed to pierce through, inflicting wounds upon my limbs, and drawing blood.
Hawks, having shielded himself in time, remained unscathed.
Utilizing the Observe skill, I gathered information about the adversary.
Slime
- Race: Darkness Elemental Slime
- Age: 2 years
- Strength: F
- Endurance: E+
- Agility: E
- Mana: E
- Skills: Darkness Manipulation (E+)
- Overall Rank: E
The creature possessed an intermediate Middle-Class power level.
Although my wounds swiftly healed, the pain lingered from the unpleasant experience of having my limbs skewered. Employing Flash Steps, I instantly positioned myself behind the slime, slashing with my sword. Simultaneously, Hawks unleashed Wind Strike, a new spell thrusting forward with a ball-shaped hurricane wind.
Yet, the slime cunningly disappeared into the ground, reappearing behind me for a counterattack. Swiftly dodging its shadow knives, I prepared for the ongoing battle.
I was bewildered witnessing its ability to seamlessly swap between shadows. Is this Rimuru harnessing the power of the Shadow Monarch?
Without letting distracting thoughts linger, I swiftly re-engaged in the battle alongside Hawks. Defeating the entity proved challenging; its adept shadow swaps allowed it to evade our attacks and counter with ease.
After numerous exchanges, we finally cornered it. Coating my sword with cursed flames, I inflicted multiple slashes, hindering its movements. In its dying moments, I utilized my taming skill and a potion, saving it from demise. It swiftly returned to full health, and I named it Noctis.
Then Clarice's voice echoed in my mind.
[Congratulations, Kouske. You've finally conquered the tutorial dungeon.]
I pondered, "Tutorial dungeon, huh?"
[Indeed. After this, you can delve into dungeons with higher ranks.]
"Hm."
[But the next one's a challenge. Ranging from (E-) to (B+), creatures from Mid to Satan class might appear. So, you will have to proceed with extra caution.]
"Mid to Satan? It's a bit ambiguous what I will face then."
[Hm.]
"So, there will be beings as powerful as me inside the dungeon?" Vritra inquired, intrigued.
[Yes!]
"Then it will be fun. Fufufu~"
[Kouske! Before I forget, let's give you your reward for clearing the tutorial dungeon.]
"Hm? What?" I asked curiously.
[It's a summoning card. Theoretically, you can summon anyone or anything from anywhere in the multiverse. However, it employs a gacha system for summoning, so the outcome is uncertain. But whoever it is will be your ally. That's guaranteed. You can only use it once.] Clarice explained with excitement.
"Really?!" Even I got excited hearing that. There are so many awesome possibilities. Regardless of who comes, as long as they're somewhat helpful, I won't be disappointed.
I exited the dungeon with Hawks over my shoulder and Noctis on my head.
I called Lavinia to show her Noctis. When she came she was all over Hawks and Noctis, cuddling and hugging them. I think I heard Hawks and Noctis calling for help. But... it might just be my imagination. So I went out for a walk.
I was extra happy as I crossed the threshold of the Low-Class power level and entered the Middle-Class power level. The fight with the strays and especially with Noctis helped me a lot. My spirits soared, evident in my enhanced abilities and the array of skills I now possessed.
Kouske Miyamura
- Race: Human-Dragon Hybrid
- Age: 6 years
- Strength (Str): E-
- Endurance (End): E
- Agility (Ag): E
- Mana: E+
Skills:
- Summoning
- Taming
- Hypnosis (D)
- Body Transformation (E)
- Teleportation (D)
- Memory Manipulation (D)
- Dark Curtain (D)
- Senbonzakura
- Flash Step
- Cloud Steps
- Whirlwind Shield (E)
- Skill Sharing (D+)
Currently Shared Skills:
- Wind Manipulation (Hawks)
- Darkness Manipulation (Noctis)
- Ice Manipulation (Slime)
- Fire Manipulation (Slime)
- Water Manipulation (Slime)
- Earth Manipulation (Slime)
Items in effect:
- Vritra's Sacred Gear (B+)
- Fountain of Youth (A)
Resistance:
- Poison Resistance (E)
Points: 356500
Overall Power: E
Seeing my points I bought some skills from the shop.
Mutated Sabnock Bloodline (A+): Power over alchemy, armory, and weaponry. It turns the user into a devil.-85000.
Metamorphic Mastery (B+): Allows semi-permanent race transformation, but samples are required to activate the magic-45000.
Ethereal Doppelgängers (B+): Constructs loyal body doubles with shared memories and thoughts like a simultaneous existence. Inspired by Shadow Clone Jutsu-45000.
Demiplane (A+): Commands a dimension under the user's absolute control-85000.
Falna (C): A Danmachi-inspired modified skill, empowering self-status updates and control. In the event of betrayal by the recipient, the falna is forfeited. Additionally, the user can enlist others to bestow falna. This unique skill paves the way for ascension to godhood, yet its application to oneself is restricted. Cost: 20000.
Cognizance Nexus (D+): Bestows mind-reading capability-15000.
After that, I was left with only 61,500 points.
Suddenly, my entire body underwent a transformation. I could inherently tell I belonged to the dark side—I was a devil.
"You have really become a devil," Vritra said.
"Hm," I replied as I unfurled my wings, fortunately still dragon wings. However, I was aware of my devilish nature.
I invoked my clan trait and instantly weapons like swords, spears, knives, etc formed in front of me, and I instinctively wielded them as if they were an extension of myself. All my other magics became easier to control; this was the power of a devil's imagination-based magic.
"That's really like the Sabnock's. It's fascinating how you can use their power so easily. They were the devil's backbone during the war. But becoming a devil will just add an extra weakness for you," Vritra commented.
I agreed with Vritra, which is why I purchased the Metamorphic Mastery skill. Using it, I returned to my normal state, and Vritra seemed pleased with the outcome.
32. Surprises
Sabnock, a Great Marquis of the Underworld, ranked 13th among the 72 devil pillars, with 50 legions of demons under his command. He was well known for building towers, castles, and cities and furnishing them with firearms and ammunition.
The Sabnock clan stood as masters of blacksmithing, weaving their legacy through the tapestry of the underworld. Their bloodline's unique prowess granted them dominion over alchemy, weaponry, and armor. The enchanting weapons forged by their skilled hands were unrivaled, and renowned across the entire underworld.
Many infamous demonic or magical armaments bore the mark of the Sabnock clan, each a testament to their extraordinary craftsmanship. Acquiring a single weapon from their forge could bestow a monumental surge in one's power, though such treasures were of astronomical value, beyond the reach of all but the wealthiest. They had a monopoly over all weapons, making their territories filled with blacksmiths and different craftsmen.
Their mastery extended beyond weaponry; the Sabnock clan achieved acclaim in alchemical arts, concocting rare elixirs and delving into the realms of magic engineering and golemancy. Their wealth rivaled that of the esteemed Phenex clan, marking them as one of the wealthiest in the devil faction.
As the preeminent weapon smiths among the devil race, the Sabnock clan played a pivotal role in the devil civil war as military generals alongside Satan Asmodeus, with their invulnerable fortresses, prompting the unification of rival factions to eradicate their formidable influence. Through a series of ruthless assassinations and daring suicide attacks, the Sabnock bloodline was seemingly extinguished, believed to be eradicated from existence... or so everyone thought.
Kouske's Perspective
It's been a few days since then, and a lot has unfolded. I revealed my half-devil identity to Lavinia, and Asagi's family discovered the truth as well. Skillfully dodging their questions became a necessity.
However, the most surprising turn of events was inheriting the Sabnock Clan Head's magic circle. These devil magic circles boast incredible functions, and the Clan Head's circle automatically passes down due to its awareness of bloodline abilities and the built-in inheritance system.
To my knowledge, aside from Misteeta Sabnock who is Sairaorg's bishop, there are no surviving members of the Sabnock clan. The half-devil Misteeta, unfortunate in not inheriting the bloodline ability, was born with a sacred gear, facing discrimination within the devil race. Consequently, the Sabnock clan was deemed officially extinct.
Yet, I inherited the clan head's magic circle due to the bloodline ability within me. Through this magical inheritance, I gained access to the closely guarded secrets of the Sabnock clan—details known only to the clan head. From their territory and business to documents, hidden stashes, weapons, and even their most confidential information—all intricately woven into the magic circle.
Devil magic circles are categorized into three for each clan: one for the clan head, one for family members, and one for servants, all bearing the distinctive symbol of the Sabnock clan.
Notably, the efficiency of the magic circle diminishes from the clan head to family members to servants, adding an extra layer of complexity to the hierarchy of secrets within the Sabnock clan. The Clan Head's magic circle can save up to 87% of someone's mana.
Magic Circle
In the heart of the circle, an ethereal dance unfolds - a star and a delicate rectangle harmonize, their forms intertwining. Embracing them, five small circles unite in cosmic unity, connected by the sacred geometry of a radiant pentagram. Within its mystical confines, a smaller circle resonates, linking the others in a celestial ballet.
Encircling this enchanting tableau, a golden tapestry of geometric marvels unfolds, weaving a mesmerizing spell that transcends the ordinary. The Sabnock devil clan's magic circle, bathed in resplendent yellow hues, emanates an aura of arcane elegance, inviting contemplation of its intricate and otherworldly design.
Empowered by the unique abilities of the Sabnock clan, I find myself immersed in the realm of limitless creativity. Theoretically, I can forge magical and demonic weapons solely through the alchemy of imagination and knowledge, unhindered by the need for physical ingredients. Yet, this arcane craftsmanship demands a substantial reservoir of mana, its grandeur tempered by the constraints of my power level.
As I embark on the journey of forging, my skills in the ancient art of smithing become pivotal. While the Sabnock clan's ability facilitates the creation process, mastering the craft enhances my ability to manifest these mystical armaments. The blueprint for this endeavor involves establishing a smithy within the confines of my abode, a project currently unfolding with promise.
The true marvel lies in the clan's bestowed prowess—an ability not only of creation but of discernment. With a mere gaze or touch, I unravel the essence of a weapon, extracting information, and evaluating its arcane intricacies. The magic pulses within me grant glimpses into the memories embedded within these artifacts, a tapestry of skills passed down by their previous wielders. However, this formidable capability is not intrinsic to the Sabnocks; it emerged as a mutation, elevating its rank and echoing the resonance of renowned figures like Emiya.
As I tread the path of this enchanted artistry, my power level stands as both a conduit and a limitation, a reminder of the delicate balance between mastery and the boundless potential bestowed upon me by the Sabnock devil clan ability.
Another surprise was the 'Demiplane'. Even Vritra was surprised when we inspected it. A revelation beyond expectation awaited us—entering the 'Demiplane,' a cosmic creation that even Vritra, a dragon king, found astonishing upon inspection. Originating from the depths of my imagination, this separate dimension unfolded, intricately woven with the essence of the Toriko world as a testament to my expansive knowledge of that world. The Demiplane, a realm beyond realms, seemingly stretched into the unfathomable expanse of infinity.
Vritra's fascination knew no bounds as the Demiplane unveiled its wonders—a tapestry of diverse fruits and unique flora sprawled across the landscape. Towering trees stood sentinel, while colossal Water Trees birthed an endless sea, their cascading waters forming a symphony of abundance. Freshwater trees intermingled with saltwater trees, creating a harmonious balance of elements.
What sets this Demiplane apart is my omnipotent control, akin to that of a deity sculpting reality at will. The space itself became a crucible of empowerment, catapulting my prowess to an A+ rank within its confines. Here, I held dominion, capable of facing formidable adversaries, even the likes of Sirzechs Lucifer, with unparalleled might. However, a caveat loomed—this omnipotence remained confined within the dimension's boundaries, a limitation that, while significant, did not diminish the grandeur of this extraordinary creation.
33. Demiplane
Kouske's POV
Within the boundless expanse of the Demiplane, my senses were treated to an array of extraordinary phenomena. Each corner of this dimension unfolded its own seasonal spectacle, a mesmerizing symphony of nature's ballet. Guided by the insightful prompts from Clarice, I delved into the intricacies of this realm, unraveling the mysteries that lay veiled in its ethereal tapestry.
Among the myriad wonders, the trees claimed a place of prominence. Each one, a testament to nature's creativity, stood as a living masterpiece. These unique arboreal entities, each with its own story and purpose, beckoned me into a realm where the mundane and the magical coexisted in harmonious splendor, especially-
1. Gourmet Strawberries:
- Appearance: Delicate vines bear heart-shaped berries in various hues, resembling miniature galaxies.
- Ripening Time: One week from flowering.
2. Mellow Cola:
- Appearance: Tree with effervescent, cola-filled fruit resembling carbonated bubbles.
- Ripening Time: Two weeks for optimal flavor.
3. Bubble Fruit:
- Appearance: Small, translucent orbs hanging from iridescent branches.
- Ripening Time: Ready to use upon reaching full size.
4. Cocoalight:
- Appearance: Majestic tree with cocoa pods emitting a soft glow when ripe.
- Ripening Time: Three weeks, harvested during the full moon.
5. Rainbow Fruit:
- Appearance: Multi-colored segments radiating from a central core, resembling a living prism.
- Ripening Time: Each segment ripens at a different pace, creating a continual harvest.
6. Ozone Herb:
- Appearance: Vibrant green leaves with a faint, ozone-like glow.
- Ripening Time: Ready for consumption within a week of budding.
7. Mystery Soup:
- Appearance: Enigmatic tree with fruits resembling translucent soup bowls.
- Ripening Time: Fruits mature within a month, ready for culinary experimentation.
8. Gourmet Corpse:
- Appearance: Eerie, skeletal tree with fruits resembling miniature gravestones.
- Ripening Time: Resurrection ability activates instantly upon fruit consumption.
9. Meteor Garlic:
- Appearance: Metallic-hued cloves growing on a sturdy garlic plant.
- Ripening Time: Harvested after a meteor shower, reaching maturity in two weeks.
10. Platinum Peach:
- Appearance: Silvery tree bearing peach-like orbs with a metallic sheen.
- Ripening Time: Ready for harvest after a lunar eclipse, taking a month to reach peak potency.
11. Vanilove Trees:
- Appearance: Towering trees with vanilla bean-like pods resembling delicate hearts.
- Ripening Time: Vanilla pods mature in four weeks.
12. Alcohol, Milk, Cake, Sweets Trees:
- Appearance: A diverse array of confectionery-producing trees, each with unique candy-like fruits.
- Ripening Time: Varies for each type, ranging from two weeks to a month, depending on the sweetness desired.
13. Take-Copter Tree:
- Appearance: Whimsical tree with rotor-like leaves and peach-shaped fruits resembling miniature helicopters.
- Ripening Time: One week for the peach-like fruits to reach optimal readiness.
-This extraordinary tree stands out for its unique ability to produce fruits that harness surrounding air to craft desired dishes or foods, blending the culinary arts with a touch of airborne magic.
14. Dessert Arboré: The Confectionery Canopy:
- Appearance: Towering confectionery tree with a sponge cake trunk, branches adorned with various frosting, and barks as soft, flavorful toppings.
- Ripening Time: Two weeks for the entire tree to become a delectable cake.
- Categorization:
- Trunk Cake: The main body of the tree serves as a sponge cake, providing a moist and flavorful base.
- Frosting Branches: Branches are covered in diverse frosting varieties, offering a delightful mix of sweetness.
- Bark Toppings: Soft, edible barks act as additional toppings, adding texture and nuanced flavors to the overall cake tree experience.
This fantastical tree brings the joy of cake-making to new heights, offering a unique and delicious twist to traditional desserts.
15. LuminaPom Tree:
- Appearance: Resplendent tree with luminescent apples that emit a soft glow, casting a magical ambiance.
- Ripening Time: Three weeks for the apples to achieve their optimal radiance.
- Categorization:
- Radiant Apples: The luminescent apples are the main attraction, offering a unique visual appeal and a subtle, enchanting flavor.
- Celestial Leaves: The leaves of the tree shimmer with a celestial glow, enhancing the overall magical aura.
- Stellar Roots: The roots of the LuminaPom tree contribute to the apples' extraordinary qualities, absorbing nutrients from the star-infused soil.
This extraordinary apple tree, the LuminaPom, stands as a celestial marvel, captivating all who behold its radiant splendor.
16. DraconisPom Tree:
- Appearance: Majestic tree adorned with dragon-shaped apples, each imbued with the essence to strengthen dragons.
- Ripening Time: Four weeks for the dragon apples to reach their peak potency.
The DraconisPom tree, with its mythical fruits, stands as a testament to the potent magic woven into the fabric of the world.
17. VerdeSalad Grass:
- Appearance: Lush, emerald-green grass with tender shoots that serve as a delightful and nutritious salad base.
- Harvest Time: Weekly, ensuring a continuous supply of fresh greens.
- In the diverse culinary landscape of the Toriko world, the VerdeSalad Grass thrives as a flavorful and vibrant foundation for salads, embodying both freshness and nutritional richness.
Within the enchanting tapestry of the Demiplane, these marvels stood as just a fraction of its wonders. Amidst the celestial orchards, ordinary-looking trees bore fruits of extraordinary proportions and unparalleled flavors, promising a bounty that could redefine opulence. The prospect of exporting these gastronomic treasures held the key to unrivaled wealth, a venture that could elevate me to unprecedented financial heights.
Yet, as I entertained thoughts of prosperity, a cautious strategist emerged. The decision to withhold the seeds, ensuring exclusivity and safeguarding against replication, became paramount. In this intricate dance of abundance and secrecy, the fruits of the Demiplane whispered of both opulence and the wisdom to wield it judiciously.
In this arcane expanse, I sculpted a sanctuary—a secluded haven bound by the threads of controlled space, safeguarding the mystical fruits and trees that would serve as the bedrock for my imminent organization. A bastion of potential and power emerged, nestled within the grasp of my spatial mastery.
No soul could traverse beyond the ethereal borders without my decree, for the very fabric of space magic orchestrated a cosmic dance, returning wanderers to their starting point, their journey stilled until granted permission. Within this orchestrated enclave, the symphony of time and space harmonized at my command, bestowing upon me the authority to shape the very essence of reality.
Guided by telekinetic finesse, I manipulated the severed trees and gathered materials from the surroundings, crafting a study base infused with the very essence of this mystical grove. Amid this creative endeavor, a revelation unfolded—the underground, a realm rich with rare, vital, and magical ores and minerals, promising untold potential for the foundation of my burgeoning organization. The land echoed with the promise of a future shaped by the convergence of magic, nature, and ambition.
34. Demonic Dilemmas
Omniscient POV
Underworld, Lilith
In a large room, four devils are assembled. The meeting room in the underworld exuded an air of opulence, its obsidian walls adorned with intricate gold filigree. Grand chandeliers hung from the ceiling, casting a warm, ethereal glow over the room. Plush, crimson velvet drapes framed tall windows that overlooked the fiery landscapes of the underworld. A mahogany table, polished to a gleaming finish, dominated the center, surrounded by high-backed chairs upholstered in black leather.
As the four devils gathered, Serafall Leviathan entered with a bright smile, her magical girl attire shimmering with enchanting hues. "Hello, Zechs-chan, Ajuka-chan, and Falbi! I hope the day in the underworld has treated you well," she greeted cheerfully.
In response, Sirzechs Lucifer nodded, a slight smile playing on his lips. "Serafall, always a delight. Your presence brings warmth to even the darkest corners," he acknowledged, his handsome and easygoing appearance concealing the fact that he was the strongest living devil, an anomaly known as a 'Super Devil.'
Ajuka Beelzebub, the creator of the Evil Pieces system and the Rating Game, nodded in agreement. His bewitchingly beautiful appearance with light blue eyes and green hair did not indicate his intellectual prowess. Along with being an anomaly called 'Super Devil,' Ajuka was recognized as the smartest among the devil race.
Falbium Asmodeus, the devil in charge of Military Affairs, mumbled a lazy greeting. "Yo, Serafall. What's the ruckus today?" he said with his usual nonchalance, his tall, bald-headed figure belying the fact that he held the head position in the military.
"Alright, let's cut to the chase," Serafall said, her tone shifting from cheerful to serious. "The 'Cluster' issue has become more prominent. And the mistreatment of peerage members has been a lingering problem for quite some time. Zechs-chan, Ajuka-chan, Falbi, we've all witnessed the stubbornness of our fellow devils. They're creatures of sin, and change is a concept that doesn't come easily to them. Unfortunately, their foolishness and hubris are giving rise to additional complications, undermining our earnest attempts to address previous challenges."
Sirzechs sighed knowingly. "Serafall, we've known this has been a persistent issue. The old devils won't change their ways. Devils, by nature, resist change. It's a challenge deeply rooted in our society," he remarked.
Ajuka interjected, "Indeed, Sirzechs. We've tried implementing various measures, but the resistance persists. The very essence of our being, as creatures of sin, makes this a formidable challenge."
Serafall nodded, her child-like appearance belying the gravity of the situation. "I don't expect a miracle solution today, but I believe it's essential to keep this issue in mind. Perhaps, over time, we can strategize ways to address the root causes and promote change, even if gradual."
As the dialogue unfolded, a ripple of tension traversed the room, fueled by the emergence of alarming news—a potent 'Cluster' had been sighted. Sirzechs, Ajuka, and Falbium exchanged glances infused with shared concern, acutely aware that the existence of such anomalies held the potential to disrupt the delicate equilibrium of the underworld. The specter of the Old Satan faction loomed ominously in their thoughts, ready to attribute blame and complicate matters further.
Ajuka, the visionary architect of the underworld's technological strides, delved into contemplation. Beyond the immediate apprehension, his analytical mind sought to fathom the intricate repercussions of the Evil Pieces system and Rating Games. The weight of responsibility pressed upon him prompted the need for meticulous strategic planning to navigate this unforeseen threat. Yet, as his mind traversed the labyrinth of possibilities, he couldn't shake the inkling that shadows unseen might be at play. With a furrowed brow, he contemplated the potential involvement of a third party, an enigmatic force influencing the underworld's delicate balance.
In the opulent meeting room, the gravity of the situation hung palpably in the air, and the Satans found themselves not only grappling with the immediate challenge but also navigating the complex undercurrents of political intrigue and potential external manipulation. The convergence of concerns and strategic considerations painted a tapestry of uncertainty, setting the stage for the devils to confront not only the known threats but also the nebulous specter of unseen adversaries.
Amidst these discussions, a shadow lingered over the Naberious Clan. Recent failed experiments had caused devastating bombing destruction within their own territory, harming commoner devils. The catch was, that there was no tangible evidence to link the nobles to these disastrous experiments. The delicate political balance forced the Satans to tread cautiously, knowing that meddling in Naberious Clan territory without concrete proof could have dire consequences. The clandestine challenges within the underworld only added layers of complexity to the already intricate issues they grappled with.
After the high-stakes meeting, Serafall found herself entangled in a web of tension, prompting her to seek solace in the comforting presence of her sweet little sister, Sona Sitri. Driven by a need for familial reassurance, she swiftly teleported to the Sitri territory mansion, eager to locate her bespectacled six-year-old sister, affectionately known as So-tan.
Intrigued by a contemplative Sona, Serafall, with an exaggerated sense of theatricality, leaped toward her with open arms, declaring, "So-tan! Onee-chan needs some refueling!" Her attempt to embrace Sona and absorb some much-needed energy was met with a comically futile dodge, as Sona tried to outmaneuver her sister's superior speed.
Pouting playfully, Serafall intensified her grip, pulling Sona into a tight hug. "Onee-chan's sad, you know. You were trying to dodge me," she lamented with mock tears, inadvertently pressing Sona's face into the confines of her generous bosom.
"Onee-sama! Move, I can't breathe," Sona protested, prompting Serafall to ease her hold with a dramatic air-sucking noise, allowing Sona to replenish her oxygen supply.
Curious about Serafall's impromptu visit, Sona questioned, "What are you doing here? Mother said you wouldn't come today because of your work."
Serafall, her demeanor veering between cheerful and mischievous, explained, "I just had so much going on. I need some of my precious sister's energy to refill myself for work. So I made time. I'll be with you for the next two days."
"Guh!" Sona emitted a mixture of happiness and trepidation. While she cherished the prospect of spending time with her big sister, the ghost of past torment loomed—specifically, the magical girl clothing marathon orchestrated by Serafall. Memories of being adorned in fourteen different sets haunted her, creating a silent dread for what playful trials Serafall might concoct this time.
As Sona grappled with the impending sisterly escapades, the air hung thick with a blend of familial warmth and the anticipation of whimsical, potentially embarrassing adventures orchestrated by her perpetually cheerful and easygoing sister.
Sona squirmed slightly in her sister's embrace, contemplating the impending two days of sisterly bonding. She couldn't help but recall the traumatic episode where Serafall, in her zealous enthusiasm, had subjected her to a marathon of fourteen different magical girl outfits. The memories were etched vividly in Sona's mind, and the mere thought of a repeat performance made her shudder.
Although she had once harbored a genuine interest in magical girls, the realization of just how embarrassing it was to cosplay in those flashy outfits had dampened her enthusiasm. While she refused to openly admit her lingering fondness for magical girl aesthetics, a subtle internal conflict brewed within her—appreciating from a distance but recoiling at the prospect of becoming the magical girl muse once again.
So, as Serafall planned their upcoming two days together, Sona's internal monologue echoed with a mix of dread and hesitant anticipation of what whimsical endeavors her cheerful, easygoing sister might have in store for her this time. The prospect of quality time with Serafall was cherished, but the potential price of playful torment loomed on the horizon.
Sona found herself genuinely concerned about her friend and potential peerage member, Momo Hanakai. Their weekly meet-ups, filled with a shared enthusiasm for magic, had taken an unexpected turn as Momo began displaying peculiar behavior. The once joyous gatherings now held an undercurrent of worry.
Momo's absent-mindedness had become noticeable, with instances where she'd forget their activities or drift into prolonged moments of distraction. Sona even had to call her for nearly an hour during their last meeting to regain her attention. The normally vibrant Momo exhibited uncharacteristic traits—her cheeks flushed, a strange occurrence that added to Sona's growing apprehension.
Despite Sona's intellect, she found herself grappling with the mystery surrounding Momo's behavior. After much contemplation, she decided to confide in her older sister, Serafall, seeking her insights and assistance in understanding and helping her friend.
Upon hearing Sona's concerns, Serafall, ever the cheerful and mischievous sibling, simply smiled and remarked, "Momo-chan might have made a new friend, perhaps a special someone." This cryptic response left Sona tilting her head, pondering why such a prospect would cause Momo to act so strangely.
In Serafall's eyes, her smart sister, for all her intelligence, remained somewhat naive when it came to the complexities of love. With an underlying motive to meet Momo and familiarize herself with all of Sona's friends, especially potential peerage members, Serafall saw this as an opportunity to connect with her sister's social circle.
Considering her upcoming visit to Claria's territory for an investigation, where Momo happened to reside, Serafall contemplated weaving these plans together. The town in Claria's jurisdiction became a nexus of potential intrigue, and Serafall envisioned making the most of her time there. As ideas bubbled in her mischievous mind about how to spend the two days away from work, she couldn't help but anticipate that something interesting might unfold during her visit to the town where Momo resided.
35. Forged in Memory: The Sword's Resonance
Kouske's POV:
In the ethereal embrace of the Demiplane, the intoxicating surge of newfound power liberated me from the shackles that once confined my existence in the mundane world. Emerging from that otherworldly sanctuary, however, a pervasive force now entangles me, casting an oppressive shadow upon my once unbridled strength. The profound sensations I experienced in the Demiplane linger, an unwelcome burden that I strive to bury beneath the surface of my consciousness.
In the present, I stand before the recently erected smithy, a deceptive marvel that echoes the medieval era in its meticulous design. The two-story structure, despite its recent construction, wears the façade of antiquity with timeworn stone walls, carefully adorned with faux weathering to evoke the essence of bygone craftsmanship. The exterior, a deliberate illusion, showcases iron-grated windows through which the flickering glow of carefully tended flames adds an air of mystique to the scene.
As I push open the heavy wooden door, it reveals a dimly lit interior where the heady fragrance of heated metal intertwines with the rhythmic echoes of hammer strikes. The workshop within harbors a deliberate arrangement of traditional tools – aged anvils, sturdy tongs, and a central furnace that pays homage to a timeless craft. Despite its modern origins, this newly fashioned smithy breathes life into the spirit of medieval craftsmanship, embodying a deliberate blend of the old and the new.
Venturing into the realm of blacksmithing, I anticipate the growth of my bloodline skill with an expanding knowledge of weapons. The prospect of crafting legendary weapons excites me, and I've acquired insightful books on blacksmithing, potionmaking, and magical engineering from the Shop, offering a vast field with promising returns. Despite the challenges that lie ahead, my determination fuels this endeavor. This morning's routine training with the Azusawas took an unexpected turn.
Flashback:
In the heart of a forest clearing, Lavinia and I joined Uncle and Aunt, already engrossed in training Asagi on Youjutsu, Senjutsu, and Sword techniques.
Among Youkais, mastery of Senjutsu is a rarity, with most excelling only in Youjutsu—a magic exclusive to Youkai. Even the East Youkai leader relies solely on Youjutsu. However, Asagi-chan displays a unique affinity for Senjutsu, a rare ability that grants powers like Ki Manipulation, Aura Detection, and Healing. These capabilities are typically reserved for the esteemed Senins and high-ranking Youkais, making Asagi-chan's prowess truly exceptional in the mystical arts.
In this world, only a few stand out with the rare ability to wield Senjutsu—names like Kuroka, Koneko, Akeno, Yasaka, Sun Wukong, Bikou, Magari, Fujimai, and a chosen handful readily come to mind.
As my eyes fell upon Aunt's sword, an inexplicable resonance surged within me, my bloodline ability beckoning. Approaching Aunty, I greeted, "Hello. How are you all?"
"Oh, Miyamura-kun, it seems both of you are here," Aunt acknowledged, her tone warm.
"You should have come earlier. We've been training Asagi for half an hour already," Uncle chimed in, a note of jest in his voice.
"Sorry. I woke up late today. Had some work until late last night," I explained. Meanwhile, Lavinia engaged in lively conversation with Asagi-chan.
"Alright, now get ready. We should start," Uncle directed.
"Sure, but Aunty, let me see your sword for a moment," I requested.
Aunt, puzzled by the sudden interest, handed over her sword. As I held it, a cascade of magical, yellow lines unfolded, reminiscent of Emiya's Projection magic but with a distinct hue. Knowledge flooded my mind—snippets of Aunt's experiences, enhancing my own swordsmanship. Details about the sword's composition, materials, and techniques used surfaced, though not all experiences were within my grasp. It appeared that further development of my bloodline ability was necessary for complete understanding. The sudden magical phenomena left everyone astonished.
"What was that?" Uncle inquired, but an intense pain seized my head, a side effect of wielding the ability. Clutching my head, I winced, eliciting concern from Lavinia and Asagi, while Aunt and Uncle observed with worry.
"Ko-kun/Kouske, are you okay?" they both asked, rushing to my side.
"I'm perfectly fine now," I reassured them, Clarice's concern resonating in my thoughts, and Vritra, embodying wisdom as she advised resilience in my role as a dragon king's host, accompanied by a subtle, low snort.
"Are you sure?" Lavinia asked, her worry palpable.
"Yeah. It was just my first time using that ability. That's why," I explained.
"What was that light and those sudden marks on the sword?" Uncle pressed, earning a small glare from Asagi.
"He's a boy. He should have a strong mentality. Besides, I don't sense anything wrong with him," Uncle hurriedly defended himself, awkward laughter escaping him.
"Uncle's right. It was just a slight headache from using my bloodline ability. I used it on the sword, revealing memories and experiences. My understanding of the sword has deepened, and my swordsmanship has improved," I disclosed, leaving Uncle and Aunt visibly shocked.
"I never heard of the Sabnock's ability to see memories from weapons," Uncle admitted, dumbfounded.
"Neither did I. Perhaps not all of their abilities were public knowledge or it could be due to a mutation," Aunt speculated.
"Hmm. So you feel your swordsmanship has increased?" Uncle inquired.
"Nn," I replied affirmatively, prompting Aunty to assume a mock battle stance, her sword poised for a duel.
"Nn," I affirmed again, ready for the challenge.
I seized the initiative, employing Flash Steps to materialize right behind her. With a swift forward slash, I launched an attack she adeptly deflected, countering with a jab using the back of her hand. I skillfully distanced myself to evade the strike. Undeterred, she unleashed a flurry of sword slashes, each met with precise parries on my part. Realizing the need to escalate, a smirk played on her lips as she intensified her assault.
Her movements became a seamless dance of speed and agility, targeting my weaknesses with precision. Swords clashed, and punches and kicks were expertly woven into her repertoire. Despite my best efforts, I couldn't evade all her attacks. Multiple slashes left my body marked with bleeding wounds. While my own swordsmanship had improved, hers still held a superior edge.
In a strategic move, I utilized Cloud Steps, defying gravity to navigate the air in a serpentine dance, attempting to disorient her. The clash continued, sparks flying as our blades met. Eventually, we both paused, bodies marked with cuts and bruises—a testament to the intensity of our exchange. Though victory eluded me, there was a notable improvement from our previous spars.
If I were to unleash the full extent of my powers, victory might be attainable. However, this encounter is designed as a crucible to refine my swordsmanship, not a contest to ascertain superiority.
"Miyamura-kun, your strength has ascended once more. I sensed it the moment I parried your initial strike. Your swordsmanship has undergone a remarkable transformation, markedly smoother than our previous engagement," Aunty praised with a radiant smile.
"Thanks for the fight," I responded, catching my breath.
"You're welcome," replied Aunty. "Get some rest. You will be continuing with me next," Uncle said as he cracked his knuckles. He could get really enthusiastic when he fights, unleashing his inner beast with a distinctive fighting style. I just smiled nervously.
"That was great, Ko-kun. You both were like whoosh and whish," Lavinia chimed in, playfully mimicking sword swings with cute sounds. Laughter echoed, lightening the mood as her cheerfulness filled the air.
The scene shifted, with Lavinia and Asagi taking their turns in sparring. Eventually, the three of us headed to school together, the echoes of the intense clash lingering in the air.
Flashback end.
36. Whispers of the Verdant Grove: Kouske's Elemental Ballet
Omniscient POV
Amid the meticulously arranged paperwork in Cleria Belial's private chamber, the weight of responsibility bore down on her shoulders. The recent cluster attack on her territory had stirred a tempest of concerns, and she diligently worked through the documents, her focus unwavering.
As Cleria immersed herself in the intricacies of strategy, the door creaked open, and the nonchalant presence of Rangiku Matsumoto, her queen piece, breezed into the room. Rangiku, her queen piece, with her long wavy blond hair and carefree aura, brought a different energy to the chamber.
While Cleria wrestled with paperwork, Rangiku seemed to dance through responsibilities, effortlessly balancing a laid-back attitude with a keen awareness of the situation. With a languid smile, Rangiku delivered the news of Serafall's imminent visit.
"Hey, Cleria. Guess what? Serafall-sama is gracing us with her presence in a week." Cleria looked up from her documents, acknowledging the information with a nod. "Prepare for her visit, Rangiku. It's crucial, given the recent cluster attack."
Rangiku, leaning against a table, twirled a strand of her hair, "No worries, Cleria. I'll make sure everything is presentable. Maybe add a few flowers or something."
As Cleria delved into the intricate details of her responsibilities, she couldn't help but be curious about her knight piece, Mark, and his sister Maria, her bishop. The duo had been miraculously healed by Akatsuki's mysterious intervention, surpassing even the restorative powers of the coveted Phoenix Tears. Cleria's concern for their well-being prompted her to address Rangiku, who remained casually leaning against the table.
"Rangiku," Cleria began, her voice measured, "How are Mark and Maria doing? They recovered remarkably well after Akatsuki's intervention." Rangiku's gaze shifted, her blue eyes reflecting a hint of curiosity. "Oh, them? They're fine, Claria. In fact, they're training. It's like that liquid Akatsuki used gave them a new lease on life."
Cleria nodded thoughtfully, "I've been going through old documents, trying to identify that magic circle Akatsuki used. It seems familiar, but I can't place it." Rangiku twirled a strand of her hair, "Mysterious magic circles and a robed guy saving our lives. Devilish drama at its finest, huh?"
Cleria chuckled, "Indeed. But I can't ignore the debt we owe Akatsuki. Phoenix Tears are precious and expensive. Whatever he used not only healed them but spared them the exhaustion."
Rangiku grinned, "Guess we owe him big time. Maybe a fancy dinner or something. Or a really, really nice gift."
Cleria sighed but nodded, "Agreed. We'll find a way to repay him. For now, let's focus on preparing for Serafall-sama's visit. We can't afford any distractions."
While they continued their tasks, the room's atmosphere shifted as another figure entered—an old man adorned in a butler's outfit. His measured steps revealed the precision of a honed swordsman, and his gray hair spoke of age and experience. With a tray of snacks, cookies, and tea in hand, he addressed Cleria as Cleria-sama, demonstrating a respectful demeanor akin to that of a butler. Hiroshi, the aged butler, also addressed Rangiku with a subtle acknowledgment of her rank. He was Hiroshi Kamiya, Cleria's knight piece.
"Cleria-sama, Rangiku-sama, it is time to partake in some refreshments," Hiroshi announced with a bow. "And Cleria-sama, please do take a moment to care for your health. Continuous work without rest may prove detrimental."
Cleria offered a grateful smile, appreciating Hiroshi's concern as she took a moment to indulge in the offered refreshments. The room, now filled with the scent of tea and the rustling of papers, continued to harbor the mysteries of Akatsuki's intervention, awaiting unraveling in the subsequent chapters of devilish intrigue.
Meanwhile, Rangiku, ever mischievous, unsheathed her magic sword, Haineko, its dark red handle, and cat-shaped tsuba adding an air of mystique. The sword's latent power allowed her to manipulate ash, turning it into a formidable force that could attack from any direction, a unique and tricky ability that matched the enigmatic aura of the room.
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Meanwhile, Kouske was busy in the new dungeon for several days while trying to get familiar with his new abilities. He faced many different monsters each day along with his familiars.
As Kouske ventured deeper into the dungeon, a breathtaking yet perilous forest unfolded before him.
Towering ancient trees adorned with vibrant blossoms created a picturesque scene, concealing the danger that lurked within the shadows.
The air carried a sweet fragrance, but the distant sounds of mysterious creatures hinted at the untamed wild that awaited.
[Kouske! This Forest Zone is one of the lower-risk areas in the dungeon. Try to stay here for a while to get used to the variant monsters.] said Clarice.
"Okay," replied Kouske.
Even though surprised by the unexpected beauty of the forest, Kouske seized the opportunity to test his combat skills alongside his diverse array of familiars.
The gentle rustling of leaves and the occasional soft glow of magical creatures set the stage for the series of encounters that lay ahead.
Encounter 1: Gloomroot Spriggans
Gloomroot Spriggan (Rank: E-): A small humanoid creature with bark-like skin and glowing eyes. It camouflages itself among the trees, using its ability to control vines to ensnare unsuspecting prey.
Amidst the verdant foliage, four Gloomroot Spriggans emerged, their bark-like skin blending seamlessly with the vibrant surroundings.
Kouske, commanding his elemental familiars – the Fire Elemental Slime, Water Elemental Slime, and Ice Elemental Slime – orchestrated a symphony of elemental manipulations.
Hawks soared above, enhancing their efforts with Wind Manipulation.
Utilizing the unique abilities of each familiar, Kouske crafted a defensive fortress of ice and fire, forcing the Gloomroot Spriggans into a vulnerable position.
With a flourish, he summoned Senbonzakura, unleashing a storm of black-cursed flames that engulfed the Spriggans until they crumbled to ashes.
Encounter 2: Thornshade Panther
Thornshade Panther (Rank: E): A sleek panther with fur resembling intertwining thorns. It moves silently through the underbrush, and its claws are coated with a venomous sap that induces paralysis in its victims.
The forest path led Kouske to a more shadowed realm, where the sleek Thornshade Panther awaited. Sensing its approach, Kouske deftly commanded his new Darkness Elemental Slime, Noctis, to shroud the area in an impenetrable darkness.
'Fire Elemental Slime, conjure a blazing trail for visibility! Hawks, maintain aerial reconnaissance!' Kouske ordered through the telepathic link he shared with his familiars.
Rather than relying on Senbonzakura again, Kouske drew upon his martial skill with the sword, wielding a magical blade mind crafted by his Mutated Sabnock Bloodline.
Each strike was a dance of precision and elegance, culminating in a fiery finale that consumed the Thornshade Panther.
Encounter 3: Foliage Wisps
Foliage Wisp (Rank: E+): A floating orb of bioluminescent foliage, the Foliage Wisp lures creatures deeper into the forest with an enchanting glow. It can manipulate plant life, creating illusions to confuse intruders.
A soft glow heralded the arrival of the enchanting Foliage Wisps. Kouske, noting their ethereal nature, orchestrated a synchronized ballet of Water Manipulation and Wind Manipulation from the Water Elemental Slime and Hawks, respectively.
'Create a whirlwind to disperse its illusions, Hawks! Water Elemental Slime, counter its ethereal nature!' Kouske commanded in his mind.
The familiars' combined efforts dispelled the illusions, leaving the Foliage Wisps vulnerable. Kouske, utilizing Cloud Steps, closed the distance and dispatched the creatures with a precise strike of Senbonzakura. All of them were set ablaze as each of the flaming petals touched their bodies.
Encounter 4: Briarback Entling
Briarback Entling (Rank: D-): Resembling a miniature version of an ancient ent, this creature is covered in tough, thorny vines. It can manipulate its surroundings, causing vines to spring up and create barriers for protection.
Deeper into the forest, the Briarback Entling emerged, its thorny vines creating a natural barricade. Kouske seamlessly coordinated the Earth Elemental Slime to manipulate the ground to get rid of the vines from their roots while Noctis obscured the creature in shadows.
'Fire Elemental Slime, intensify the flames! Hawks, stay vigilant for any hidden threats!' Kouske commanded.
With a blade crafted on the spot using his bloodline ability, Kouske cut through the manipulated vines, leaving the Briarback Entling defenseless. The creature succumbed to the combined efforts of the familiars.
Encounter 5: Mossveil Basilisk
Mossveil Basilisk (Rank: D): A reptilian creature covered in moss and lichen, the Mossveil Basilisk can petrify its prey with a gaze. Its scales blend seamlessly with the forest floor, allowing it to ambush unsuspecting victims.
In the heart of the enchanted forest, the Mossveil Basilisk awaited, its petrifying gaze a formidable threat. Kouske, relying on his Whirlwind Shield, sought to deflect the basilisk's gaze. However, the winds themselves became petrified.
Thinking quickly, Kouske shifted tactics. "Noctis, cloak the basilisk in darkness to obstruct its vision! Hawks, maintain a safe distance!"
With the basilisk temporarily blinded, Kouske exploited the opportunity. Drawing upon his bloodline skill, he wielded a conjured petrifying spear, exploiting the creature's weakness. With a decisive strike, the Mossveil Basilisk turned to stone, and Kouske shattered it with precision.
As Kouske navigated the dangers of the enchanted forest, each encounter showcased the synergy between his martial prowess, elemental familiars, and the versatile spells at his disposal. The trials within the depths of the dungeon promised even greater challenges, but Kouske faced them with growing confidence and mastery over his unique abilities.
Encounter 6: Verdant Treant
Verdant Treant (Rank: D+): A towering tree-like creature with limbs resembling branches, the Verdant Treant is a guardian of the forest. It can summon roots from the ground to entangle foes and has the ability to heal the surrounding flora
As Kouske delved deeper into the enchanted forest, the verdant canopy thickened, and the air hummed with an ancient energy. Suddenly, the towering presence of the Verdant Treant loomed before him. Its limbs, resembling mighty branches, reached toward the sky, radiating an aura of ancient wisdom and raw power.
The Verdant Treant, guardian of the forest, sensed the intrusion and stirred to life. From the forest floor, roots erupted, entwining and weaving into a protective barrier around the Treant. Kouske, recognizing the creature's formidable abilities, surveyed the situation.
'Fire Elemental Slime, ignite the roots to weaken their hold! Hawks, stay airborne and be prepared for any aerial assaults!' Kouske commanded through their mental link.
The Fire Elemental Slime responded with a burst of intense flames, weakening the entangling roots. However, the Verdant Treant, resilient and steadfast, began to channel its energy to heal the surrounding flora, rejuvenating the very essence of the enchanted forest.
Thinking strategically, Kouske utilized his elemental familiars to create a counterbalance. The Water Elemental Slime summoned a cascade of water to counteract the flames, forming a steam barrier that obscured the Treant's vision. Seizing the opportunity, Kouske invoked Cloud Steps to ascend above the tree line, avoiding the roots that sought to ensnare him.
Drawing upon his Mutated Sabnock Bloodline, Kouske conjured a magical bow infused with the essence of wind. Each cursed flame engulfed arrows struck with precision, targeting the Treant's vital points.
Hawks, recognizing the threat, joined the assault, utilizing Wind Manipulation to enhance the arrows' speed and accuracy.
The Verdant Treant, faced with a barrage of elemental attacks, began to show signs of wear. However, its roots surged forth once more, attempting to entangle Kouske. Swiftly, Kouske employed Flash Step, seemingly teleporting to a strategic position beyond the Treant's reach.
With a final, calculated strike, Kouske released an arrow imbued with the combined elements of wind, fire, and darkness. The arrow found its mark, piercing through the Treant's heart. As the creature crumbled, the once-entangled roots retracted into the forest floor.
The enchanted forest, though scarred by the encounter, seemed to sigh in relief. Kouske, victorious but contemplative, continued his journey through the depths of the dungeon, aware that more formidable challenges awaited him in the heart of the mystical wilderness.
37. Tales of Enchanted Mastery
Kouske's Perspective
It's been a fortnight(two weeks) since I delved into the mysteries of the new dungeon. The enormity and peculiarity of it are beyond words as its vastness is nothing short of bewildering, a complex tapestry divided into numerous distinct zones. The dungeon unfolds into various zones, and I find myself frequenting the Forest Zone with my familiars.
Their responsiveness to my commands has evolved, and our synchronized attacks have reached a level of precision that led to the triumphant vanquishing of High-Class monsters through our collective prowess. The growth in power is evident across all my familiars, yet the source of my greatest satisfaction lies within myself—I've unlocked a new ability of Vritra, a revelation that unfolded in the aftermath of a fierce battle.
Omniscient Perspective
Flashback
In the wake of numerous battles, the aftermath is marked by scattered corpses, a somber testament to the ferocity of the conflicts that unfolded. Amidst this grim tableau, what truly captures the attention is the mesmerizing sight of slimes enveloping the entire forest. Nearly a thousand of them, each belonging to different elementals and rarities, lurk within the lush foliage.
Yet, amidst this sea of slimes, a lone figure commands the center stage—a boy of around 8-9 years with tousled blonde hair and sharp facial features. His upper body bared, revealing the emergence of newfound muscles. Suddenly, a surge of power cascades around the boy, an unmistakable manifestation of an extraordinary force. [A/N: He is currently around 6, soon to be 7, though he appears older.]
From his outstretched hands emerged a curious entity—a diminutive black bracer taking the form of an endearing chameleon-like lizard. This tiny creature boasted violet eyes and a peculiar, deformed face, seamlessly integrating into the user's hand.
Absorption Line- This allows the user to create lines that can absorb the power of the person/thing it is connected to. (Unlocked)
It is the Absorption Line, an extraordinary creation that gives rise to multiple glowing pale-blue lines emerging from the lizard's mouth. These lines possess a multifaceted utility, skillfully able to both restrain and siphon the power from entities or objects to which they are connected. Moreover, the user has the capability to channel the absorbed energy to others also linked through these lines.
Kouske's POV
The capabilities of the Absorption Line are awe-inspiring. A surge of delight overcame me as I explored its potential. Recalling accurately, it possesses the remarkable ability to transmute absorbed energy into either magical or demonic forces.
Saji demonstrated its versatility by draining his own life energy, amplifying his power to unleash potent energy blasts—a testament to the line's adaptability at the cost of lifespan and stamina. Its applications extend further, allowing it to exsanguinate blood or overload objects with immense power.
During Saji's utilization of the Balanced Breaker, the Absorption Line played a pivotal role, transforming part of the armor into metallic tentacles with spade-like tips. This intricate adaptation not only absorbed an opponent's aura but had the potency to reduce them to ashes. The sheer overpowered nature of this manifestation was awe-inspiring.
Yet, the true marvel lies in its synergy with Vritra's other abilities, creating a potent combination that elevates the effectiveness of each individual power.
"Its versatility knows no bounds. Properly strengthened, it can effortlessly vanquish formidable adversaries. Try integrating it with my flames," Vritra's voice resonates with confidence.
Embracing Vritra's counsel, I ventured into the uncharted territory of using the tentacle-like extension for the first time. Its unwieldy nature became evident as it burst forth uncontrollably before me. Mastery over its movements would undoubtedly require time and practice.
Undeterred, I combined it with Blaze Black Flare, enveloping it in sinister black flames. To my surprise, no harm befell the conjured appendage.
"Of course. Why would my own body parts succumb to the destructive might of my flames?" Vritra quips with a dismissive snort, emphasizing the symbiotic relationship between her abilities and the newfound prowess of the Absorption Line.
"Hmm, you are indeed correct," I replied, acknowledging Vritra's insight.
[That just looks like a flaming rope,] Clarice chimed in with a hint of disrespect toward my newfound power. I chose to overlook her comments, focusing on the task at hand.
Attempting to manipulate the Absorption Line into various movements proved to be a challenging feat. As I concentrated, a peculiar sensation surged behind me, catching me off guard.
[Kouske! You've grown a tail!] Clarice exclaimed with a mix of surprise and excitement.
A sudden panic washed over me, turning my complexion pale. I hastily turned to inspect the source of the commotion, only to discover numerous tentacles extending behind me.
"Don't be so dramatic. They're just my tentacles. It's beneficial that you've acquired them. Currently, you can only use them as an extension of your body. However, in due time, you'll harness them as Absorption Lines. Plus, you can effortlessly unsummon them," Vritra remarked, her voice laced with a subtle snort.
A sigh of relief escaped me. The last thing I desired was an unexpected tail sprouting in my human form. Experimenting with the tentacles, I found them to be akin to having extra hands.
Although initially awkward, with sufficient practice, they promised to become a valuable asset. The prospect of wielding multiple weapons simultaneously ignited thoughts of soaring combat proficiency.
"Yeah, focus on honing your clan trait. It will naturally complement and enhance your newfound abilities," Vritra advised, steering my attention toward the path of mastery.
Throughout this entire period, Hawks and Noctis, alongside my other vigilant familiars, stood steadfast, forming a protective barrier against the lurking threats of the forest.
Emboldened by my newfound powers, a decision crystallized within me—I would now unleash these abilities against the very forest monsters my loyal companions had shielded me from.
Omniscient Perspective
The forest, now brimming with vibrant life, became the stage for Kouske's unfolding mastery over the Absorption Line. The tendrils behind him danced with ethereal grace, a manifestation of newfound power interwoven with the mysteries of the dungeon.
The elemental familiars, ever vigilant, observed their master's evolution with a keen awareness of the potential unleashed.
Within the depths of the enchanted forest, the air itself seemed to anticipate Kouske's next move. The echoes of countless creatures, both seen and unseen, lingered in the background as he prepared to test the limits of his enhanced abilities.
Encounter 7: Ethereal Harpies
Ethereal Harpy (Rank: E+): Enigmatic winged creatures with feathers that shimmer like moonlight. They lure unsuspecting prey with haunting melodies, and their talons possess the ability to drain magical energy.
The forest's canopy resonated with haunting melodies as a group of Ethereal Harpies descended from the treetops. Kouske, confident in his newfound capabilities, extended the Absorption Line towards the mystical beings, seeking to understand the extent of their magical prowess.
The Harpies, entranced by the ominous beauty of the tentacles, hesitated momentarily before unleashing a symphony of magical attacks. Kouske, with a flick of his wrist, directed the Absorption Line to intercept the magical onslaught. As the tendrils absorbed the ethereal energy, a subtle glow intensified within them.
Seizing the opportunity, Kouske channeled the absorbed magic into a powerful counterattack. The tentacles, now infused with the Harpies' own enchantments, lashed out with newfound strength. The creatures, unable to comprehend the sudden turn of events, succumbed to the very magic they had unleashed.
The forest, once echoing with the haunting melodies of the Ethereal Harpies, fell silent, overshadowed by the resounding victory of Kouske and his evolving abilities.
Kouske's Perspective
A triumphant smile played across my lips as I looked at the defeated Ethereal Harpies on the ground. The Absorption Line had proven its worth, not only as a defensive tool but as a conduit for mastering and repurposing the powers of others.
Vritra's voice echoed with approval, "A commendable display, Kouske. You've tapped into the potential of the Absorption Line with finesse. The synergy between its capabilities and your elemental familiars will undoubtedly become a force to be reckoned with."
Omniscient POV
After that, Kouske delved deeper into the mysteries of the dungeon, his capabilities growing with each encounter. The harmonious synergy between his elemental familiars, evolving powers, and the versatile Absorption Line paved the way for formidable challenges.
Encounter 8: Phantom Nymphs
Phantom Nymph (Rank: D): Ethereal beings with an otherworldly allure, capable of manipulating illusions to deceive and distract their foes. Their touch induces temporary paralysis.
The forest's atmosphere shifted, signaling the arrival of Phantom Nymphs. With an alluring dance, they sought to enthrall Kouske and his familiars. Unfazed, Kouske initiated a complex series of commands, directing his familiars to counter the nymphs' illusions.
The Wind Elemental Slime, guided by Hawks' keen eyes, disrupted the illusions with precise gusts of wind. Simultaneously, Noctis used its Darkness Manipulation to create shadows, revealing the true forms of the ethereal beings.
As the illusions shattered, Kouske seized the opportunity. The Absorption Line extended, not to absorb magic, but to entwine the Phantom Nymphs. In a surprising turn, the nymphs' allure became their downfall as the line drained their paralyzing energy.
With a strategic combination of Wind Manipulation and Darkness Manipulation, Kouske orchestrated a synchronized assault. The nymphs, now vulnerable, fell prey to Blaze Black Flare's relentless onslaught through the lines, their illusory beauty replaced by the reality of defeat.
The victorious symphony echoed through the enchanted forest as Kouske, his familiars, and the Absorption Line demonstrated their evolving prowess.
Kouske's Perspective
The aftermath of the encounter left me contemplating the depth of my newfound abilities. The Absorption Line had transcended its defensive role, evolving into a versatile tool that could adapt to diverse challenges.
Vritra's voice resonated within my mind, "Adaptability is the key to mastery. The dungeon is a canvas of infinite possibilities, and your journey is a testament to embracing the unknown."
Buoyed by the success of the encounter, with renewed determination, I pressed forward, eager to explore the depths of the dungeon and face whatever challenges lay in wait.
The synergy between my evolving powers, elemental familiars, and the Absorption Line formed an unbreakable bond, propelling me toward the uncharted territories of my potential.
Flashback end.
38. Elixir of Ascendance
Kouske's POV
I have a bright smile as I look at my status.
Kouske Miyamura
- Race: Human-Dragon Hybrid
- Age: 6 years
- Strength (Str): E+
- Endurance (End): E+
- Agility (Ag): E+
- Mana: D-
Skills:
- Summoning
- Taming
- Hypnosis (D)
- Body Transformation (E+)
- Teleportation (D)
- Memory Manipulation (D)
- Dark Curtain (D)
- Senbonzakura
- Flash Step
- Cloud Steps
- Whirlwind Shield (E+)
- Skill Sharing (D+)
-Sense Sharing
- Mutated Sabnock Bloodline (A+)
- Metamorphic Mastery (B+)
- Ethereal Doppelgängers (B+)
- Demiplane (A+)
- Falna (C)
- Cognizance Nexus (D+)
Currently Shared Skills:
- Wind Manipulation (Hawks)
- Darkness Manipulation (Noctis)
- Ice Manipulation (Slime)
- Fire Manipulation (Slime)
- Water Manipulation (Slime)
- Earth Manipulation (Slime)
Items in effect:
- Vritra's Sacred Gear (B+)
- Fountain of Youth (A)
-Condicarment (Bracelet) (C)
Resistance:
- Poison Resistance (E+)
Points: 254500
Overall Power: E+
My overall power level now proudly stands at the esteemed E+ rank. I find immense satisfaction in the realization that my point count, reaching a substantial 254,500, is the tangible fruit of my unwavering dedication and relentless effort over these past two weeks.
Clarice, with an air of enthusiasm, breaks down the basic calculations for me:
Gloomroot Spriggans: 400 points
Thornshade Panther: 100 points
Foliage Wisps: 1400 points
Briarback Entling: 1100 points
Mossveil Basilisk: 1300 points
Verdant Treant: 1500 points
Ethereal Harpies: 350 points
Phantom Nymphs: 1300 points
Seeing my points I buy some things from the Shop.
Fountain of Youth Droplet(F):1000 points
Senzu Bean Seeds(A+):85000 points
Time Magic(A):80000 points
Gravity Manipulation(C):20000 points
Search(D):10000 points
Touki(C):20000 points
Subsequently, with a mere 38500 points remaining, I conjured a portal to the enigmatic Demiplane, greeted once again by its mesmerizing allure. Within, a clearing unveiled itself, adorned with intriguing new structures.
In the evolving tapestry of my creation, the future organization takes its name—Akatsuki, resonating with a sense of dawn and the promise of new beginnings. At its core, Vritra's magic circle stands proudly as the emblem, weaving its intricate patterns into the identity of Akatsuki.
Each building, from robust training centers to symbol-adorned schools and softly glowing research labs, bears witness to this potent symbol, aligning with the arcane power that pulses within.
Bulletin boards line the walls, poised to display the unfolding chapters of Akatsuki's story, waiting for the members yet to join this enchanting world. Common areas are thoughtfully designed to foster interaction among future members, while the dedicated potion-making room entices with the aroma of rare ingredients.
Living quarters provide a tranquil retreat, and the echoes of forging in the specialized weapon-crafting area hint at the extraordinary creations that will emerge.
In the heart of the organization's sanctum, the vault awaits its destiny, resonating with the anticipation of treasures that will soon find a home. Vritra's magic circle, now the symbol of Akatsuki, casts a soft glow over the vacant space, whispering of the potential for mystical artifacts and wonders that will define the organization's legacy.
As I stand within the quiet chamber, the air heavy with expectation, I recognize the empty vault as a canvas waiting for the magical creations and artifacts that will shape Akatsuki's destiny. The silence within echoes with the anticipation of the remarkable journey that lies ahead, while storage rooms brim with ingredients, forming a central hub for the alchemy of creation and sustenance.
Gazing upon this magical landscape, Vritra's magic circle binds everything together, a testament to the unique connection between this generation's Black Dragon King and the extraordinary world unfolding—a world awaiting those who will embrace the mystical allure of Akatsuki.
After a meticulous survey of the surroundings, my attention is drawn to the vicinity of the colossal Fresh Water Tree. With deliberate intent, I delicately nestle the Senzu bean seed into the fertile soil, saturating it with the essence of the Fountain of Youth's Droplets. Employing the arcane mastery of Time Magic, I accelerate the temporal currents around this specific area, orchestrating a swift dance of seasons within seconds.
In the enchanted aftermath, a sprout emerges from the earth, rapidly evolving into a resplendent tree. This botanical marvel, of medium stature, bears a distinctive feature – the life-affirming Senzu beans adorn its branches directly, eschewing the conventional notion of pods or husks. These beans, resplendent in their green, spherical glory, exhibit a remarkable variety, each possessing its own nuances of healing properties.
From the smaller, quick-recovery Small Beans to the more substantial, yet partial-rejuvenation Medium Beans, and finally, the comprehensive and potent Large Beans – a spectrum of vitality thrives within this verdant repository.
This living testament to magical synthesis not only captivates the observer but also promises an abundant source of the legendary Senzu beans, in their varied sizes and potencies, each ready to bestow its unique form of revitalization upon those in need.
Guided by the ancient wisdom of Vritra, I had previously devised a meticulous recipe for crafting potent healing potions. I ventured into the mystical fields of the Demiplane, plucking Senzu beans in preparation for a potion-making endeavor at Akatsuki's lab.
Armed with a preconceived recipe and the magical guidance of these legendary beans, I approached the potion-making sanctum. I also bought some necessary tools from the Shop which cost around 13000 points.
Eternal Essence Elixir(EEE)
Ingredients:
1. Senzu Beans - Sourced from the mystical fields of the Demiplane
2. Silverfern Petals - Harvested under the ethereal glow of illuminating green crystals in the Demiplane
3. Crystalized Sylphroot - Discovered in the hidden grottos of the Whispering Woods Trees
4. Lunarshade Bloom - Flourishes in the shadow of the Nightshade Peaks Mountain of Demiplane
5. Essence of Mystic Herbs - A blend of Wolfsbane, Mandrake Root, and Starthistle for added potency
Preparation:
1. Create a paste using the mystical properties of Wolfsbane, Mandrake Root, and Starthistle, blending them harmoniously.
2. Combine the paste with freshly plucked Silverfern Petals, capturing the essence of the illuminating green crystal rays.
3. Grind Crystalized Sylphroot into a fine powder using a mortar and pestle crafted from enchanted obsidian.
4. Mix the powdered Sylphroot with Lunarshade Bloom petals, carefully balancing their energies.
5. Infuse the mystical properties of Senzu Beans into a paste, enhancing the potion's healing potency.
Brewing Process:
1. Place the combined mixture into a cauldron forged from mystic alloys, set over a controlled flame fueled by enchanted wood from the Eternal Grove.
2. Maintain a constant temperature, gradually increasing it to a level just below boiling, stirring clockwise with a silver spoon made from moonstone.
3. Allow the potion to simmer for precisely 12 hours, ensuring the mixture remains in a liquid state without reaching a full boil.
4. Add a dash of liquid starlight, distilled from the purest celestial sources, at the halfway mark to elevate the potion's potency.
Cooling and Bottling:
1. After the 12-hour brewing process, permit the elixir to cool naturally for 3 hours, absorbing ambient magical energies.
2. Strain the mixture through a mesh woven from unicorn hair, separating any remaining solid particles. Utilizing the ethereal strands of the Luminescent Tresshair, a unique tree known for bearing unicorn-like hairs enhances the potion's purity and enchanting properties.
3. Transfer the liquid potion into a vial crafted from enchanted glass, sealing it with a wax made from the sap of the Luminescent Lotus.
Duration:
The Eternal Essence Elixir(EEE) retains its potency for several centuries after brewing. To unlock its maximum rejuvenating effects, consumption must occur within this timeframe. This elixir, a testament to the fusion of mystical herbs and the legendary Senzu Beans, stands as a beacon of enduring vitality in the magical realms.
Harnessing the arcane power of Time Magic, I compressed the temporal requirements for brewing this elixir into a mere fraction, expediting the entire process with mystical precision.
I used Observe on it.
Eternal Essence Elixir(EEE)
- Rank: A+
- Effect: The wondrous effects of the Eternal Essence Elixir(EEE) transcend conventional boundaries, reaching into the very essence of existence. This extraordinary elixir, despite its A+ rank, stands as a beacon of life, offering a profound and revitalizing experience. Consuming the elixir not only rejuvenates magical, demonic, and physical energies but also serves as a potent life-renewing elixir, granting individuals a second chance in the prime of their vitality.
In addition to its awe-inspiring attributes, the Eternal Essence Elixir(EEE) exhibits unparalleled healing prowess. Imbued with the essence of Senzu Beans and a harmonious blend of mystical herbs, it acts as a panacea, addressing both physical and metaphysical afflictions.
This elixir possesses the remarkable ability to restore/regrow severed limbs, cure incurable diseases, neutralize curses and poisons, and even heal wounded souls.
The restoration it bestows is not merely physical; it extends to the very core of one's being, making it a legendary elixir revered for its capacity to renew life in its entirety. Consuming the elixir is not just an act of healing but a profound journey toward wholeness and rejuvenation.
A triumphant grin spreads across my face, and an unexpected burst of laughter escapes my lips.
"Ha ha ha!"
[Kouske, that's rather unsettling,] remarks Clarice seeing my creepy smile.
Vritra was just silently watching.
Ignoring her comment, I relish the elation that the Eternal Essence Elixir (EEE) brings. Gazing upon this bluish-white potion, I decide to secure this precious concoction in my inventory, where time stands still.
Next, I head to the sacred grounds of the Senzu Beans Tree, planting additional seeds directly into the fertile soil, utilizing the tree's mystical essence. Employing the artistry of Time Magic, I expedite the growth of numerous trees, forming a verdant sanctuary. To fortify this botanical haven, I enshroud the area in a protective barrier, ensuring its safety.
Returning to the laboratory, my mind buzzes with experimentation. I delve into crafting variations of the elixir, adjusting the ratios of the blends to produce more potions from each batch, albeit with slightly reduced potency. This alchemical exploration promises a diverse array of healing elixirs, each tailored to specific needs and preferences.
Devoting the following days to relentless experimentation, I endeavor to concoct innovative potions using the meticulously gathered ingredients or distill refined versions from the existing elixir. During this period, I deployed a corporeal body double to seamlessly assume my responsibilities in the real world.
After an arduous span of intense labor, the fruits of my labor materialized, revealing a collection of groundbreaking results.
1. Diminished Vitality Elixir
- Rank: C+
- Effect: Near-complete revival of physical well-being with manageable exhaustion.
2. Moderate Rejuvenation Draught
- Rank: D
- Effect: Swift restoration of all health with heightened exhaustion.
3. Soulful Restoration Elixir
- Rank: C
- Effect: Gentle yet profound healing of wounded souls, offering emotional renewal.
4. Fading Vitality Draft
- Rank: F-
- Effect: Faint restoration of physical stamina, a rudimentary energy booster.
5. Lingering Life Infusion
- Rank: E
- Effect: Gentle easing of fatigue and modest replenishment of life energy.
I couldn't help but remark, "Azazel would start fucking salivating upon seeing these potions!"
[Kouske! Language!] says Clarice, scolding me.
'What's she? My mother?' I think in my head.
"Ha ha ha," Vritra laughs out loud, reveling in the spectacle.
39. Enigma of Elixirs: Kouske's Journey into Mystical Innovation.
Kouske's POV
Subsequently, I invest additional time delving into the intricacies of automating the potion-making process, envisioning a machine capable of crafting elixirs seamlessly when provided with the necessary ingredients.
Leveraging the insights gained from extensively studying the previously acquired tome on magical engineering, I harness the principles of expanded time zones using Time Magic, where time accelerates within, facilitating a more rapid learning curve.
Collaborating with the profound intelligence of Vritra and harnessing my own inventive faculties, the culmination of our efforts unfolds into a groundbreaking achievement.
MagiAlchemix Enchantifier
Appearance:
The MagiAlchemix Enchantifier is an elegant, intricately designed apparatus crafted from luminescent crystalline alloys. It features a series of interwoven arcane symbols that glow softly as magical energy courses through them. A central chamber, adorned with ethereal runes, houses the potion-making mechanism. Delicate tendrils of enchanted mist swirl around the machine, giving it an otherworldly aura.
Functionality:
The Enchantifier automates the potion-making process with unparalleled precision. Users simply input the desired potion recipe, and the machine seamlessly combines and brews the ingredients using magical conduits. The entire process is displayed through holographic projections, showcasing each step in a mesmerizing display of arcane craftsmanship.
Production Capacity:
The MagiAlchemix Enchantifier, a marvel of mystical engineering, possesses the remarkable capability to simultaneously produce up to fifty potions, addressing a diverse array of recipes with unparalleled efficiency.
Operating with the swiftness of a master alchemist, this enchanting apparatus completes the entire brewing process within a mere hour, guaranteeing a seamless and continuous production of magical elixirs. At the heart of its extraordinary functionality lies a set of intricately crafted runes, each bearing the essence of time manipulation.
Named the "ChronoSigils," these Nordic-inspired runes exhibit a delicate yet potent design. Shaped like intertwining branches of Yggdrasil, the World Tree, the ChronoSigils capture the essence of the ever-flowing currents of time.
The intricate loops and curves, reminiscent of ancient Norse craftsmanship, weave together to form a mesmerizing pattern that resonates with the magical energies harnessed within the MagiAlchemix Enchantifier.
The runic symbols, imbued with the essence of temporal manipulation, contribute to the machine's flawless orchestration of the brewing process, ensuring precise synchronization and timely completion.
Energy Core:
The Enchantifier stands as a marvel of magical engineering, its heartbeat powered by Celestial Crystals intricately woven into the fabric of nature's essence. These extraordinary gems, pulsating with the energy of the earth, serve as the lifeblood of the machine.
Positioned within its core, the Celestial Crystals synergize with the inherent power of nature, offering an enduring and self-sustaining source of magical energy. This harmonious blend ensures not only the continuous operation of the Enchantifier but also guarantees that its potency remains undiminished over time.
In this fusion of celestial wisdom and natural vigor, the Enchantifier stands as a testament to the seamless integration of magic and the elemental forces that surround it.
Additional Features:
1. Customization Interface: Users can fine-tune potion properties and strengths through a user-friendly holographic interface.
2. Self-Cleaning Mechanism: After each brewing session, the Enchantifier cleanses itself with a burst of purifying magical energy of Nordic runes, ensuring no residual effects from previous potions.
3. Safety Enchantments: Equipped with protective wards, the machine prevents unauthorized access and ensures the safe containment of potent magical energies during operation.
My innovative Eternal Essense Elixir(EEE), enriched with Senzu Beans and other mystical elements, is poised to redefine the potion industry, complemented by the advanced capabilities of the MagiAlchemix Enchantifier.
'I might just end up bankrupting the Phenex Clan by selling the higher-end potions,' I ponder with a sly grin spreading across my face, envisioning the potential financial upheaval. However, the gleam fades as quickly as it appears, giving way to a more calculated expression.
While the allure of substantial profit is undeniable and tempting, I recognize the importance of balance, especially considering Ravel's potential dismay at my actions.
This realization prompts a need for moderation. Striking a chord of moderation becomes imperative, steering away from drastic measures that might upset the established order... for now.
The fine line between ambition and prudence becomes the tightrope I navigate, ensuring that my endeavors bring about change without causing irreparable damage to the delicate fabric of existing alliances and relationships.
But no one would be able to avoid the substantial reduction in the Phenex Clan's wealth because of me.
The days of selling only to the leaders of specific factions are gone. This is the modern era of science AND magic.
So, I will revolutionize the approach by opening an online market for Akatsuki on DeviNet, the internet designed for the supernatural. Here, I will offer all my products and ensure efficient delivery through teleportation, transcending traditional limitations and bringing my magical creations to a global audience.
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Omniscient POV
In the vast expanse of the Demiplane, Kouske is engrossed in his own realm of existence. Simultaneously, a doppelgänger, Kouske #2, seamlessly assumes the responsibilities of Kouske's everyday life, their connection transcending spatial boundaries.
Even within the Demiplane, Kouske retains omniscient awareness of external events, manipulating the body double at will. In the intricacies of their link, the demise of one body merely becomes a transition, as Kouske seamlessly continues his existence within the other.
As the narrative unfolds, Kouske #2 leisurely traverses the familiar streets of the neighborhood, a living embodiment of Kouske's parallel presence. Engaging with the world, he unexpectedly encounters someone familiar, blurring the lines between the metaphysical and the tangible.
As Kouske unexpectedly stumbled upon someone caring for an abandoned puppy, he was greeted by the sight of her with an aura of gentle compassion.
Her appearance reflected a mix of elegance and kindness. Her chestnut brown hair cascaded in loose waves around her shoulders, framing a face adorned with soft features and warm hazel eyes.
At that moment, she wore a casual yet stylish outfit, a reflection of her effortless charm. A light, pastel-colored shirt complemented the day, while a pair of well-fitted jeans accentuated her slender figure.
"Kujo-san? Fancy meeting you here," said Kouske, surprising Rin from beside.
Caught off guard by Kouske's unexpected presence, Rin quickly straightened up, her cheeks flushed with embarrassment as she tried to compose herself. In an attempt to comfort the abandoned puppy, she found herself making silly faces, hoping to elicit a smile from the little canine.
Kouske, observing her antics, couldn't help but grin. "What's got you making those faces, Kujo-san?"
Rin flustered: "Oh, it's nothing, Miyamura-sama. Just trying to cheer up this little guy," she said while pointing at the abandoned puppy in a cardboard box.
Kouske, smirking: "Well, you're doing a great job. By the way, I've told you before that there's no need for being so formal. Just address me casually."
Rin, without changing her tone: "Okay, Miyamura-sama."
It seems she still agrees to disagree.
The corner of Kouske's eyes twitched at that with some annoyance.
Kouske, slightly uncomfortable, says again: "No need for 'sama.' Just Miyamura is fine."
Rin, pensively: "If you say so, Miyamura-sama."
Kouske, saying: "Rin Kujo-sama, you know you can drop the 'sama', right?"
Rin, with a monotonic tone: "But it's alright, Miyamura-sama."
Kouske just stared at her for a good few minutes.
Then Kouske, veins forming on his forehead, says: "Alright then, Kujo-sama. Let's see how long this game lasts. What are you going to do with this puppy?"
Rin looked troubled for a while and said, "My family doesn't allow pets. So..."
"Woof!"
The lost puppy, a small and youthful creature, gazed at Rin with its big round pleading eyes, its appearance tugging at the heartstrings. Its fur, adorned in a striking palette of red and black, created a visually captivating spectacle. The unique coloration added a touch of mystery to its already endearing charm, making it stand out amidst the urban surroundings.
The breed, though not entirely clear, showcased a delicate blend of various canine lineages, contributing to the puppy's distinctive appearance. Its youthfulness and innocence were accentuated by the vibrant hues, creating a poignant contrast against the concrete jungle backdrop.
In its innocent and youthfully expressive eyes, one could sense a gentle plea for compassion and care. The puppy, evidently in the early stages of life, exuded an energy that echoed the vibrancy of youth. As it stood there, looking up at Rin, its gender became apparent through subtle details in its features, adding an extra layer of connection between the two beings.
Amidst the urban backdrop, this lone and forlorn puppy, adorned in red and black, brought an unexpected touch of nature's beauty, emphasizing the need for kindness and understanding in the bustling human world.
Feeling troubled, she looked sad to just leave the puppy here. Someone might end up helping the puppy, but that's not always the case, and something bad might happen to the puppy in the meantime.
Kouske says, "Then why don't we find him a new home? There must be at least someone who wants a new pet. If we can't find someone, we can just leave him in a pet shop."
Rin says hesitatingly, "But do you have time? It might take some time to look for someone to take care of the puppy."
Kouske gives her an assuring nod.
Rin smiled at Kouske. She hasn't known Kouske for long, but this certainly put him in a favorable position in her eyes.
"You are kind, Miyamura-sama," Rin says with a bright smile.
"You are also kind, Kujo-sama," Kouske says sarcastically with a mischievous smile.
Rin just smiled awkwardly at that.
After that, they used the whole afternoon to look for an owner to take the puppy in. Thankfully, they were successful. An old grandma living alone wanted to take the puppy in.
All of them left happily for their respective homes, the shared effort creating a bond between Rin and Kouske that went beyond just playful banter.