How the Reincarnation Seat Destroys the Original - Chapter 82



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Episode 82. Puppet Show (5).

The puppet show began with the creation of a tomb in the village of Shabbat.

Thanks to the previous day’s work by Laina and Lysa to clear away the remains of the dolls that were littering the village, Kael used his magic to dig up the ground and bury the remains underneath, while the others covered the ground and erected a small tombstone.

“After the puppet show, let’s change the gravestone to stone.”

In the Black Forest, where all living things have enough vitality to maintain their form, it was difficult to obtain stones suitable for use as tombstones, so they had no choice but to make tombstones out of trees that had been stored in the village for a long time.

Kael, who was watching the sight of the wooden tombstone placed on top of a pile of dry dirt, said, “It was so shabby.

“As expected, you are so unnecessarily kind.”

“Thank you for the compliment.”

Kael took in Lysa’s curt words as if they were flowing water, as she helped him dig a hole to bury the debris. He looked around the village where the work was almost finished.

Mabel is burying the bones, which are said to be remains, but are filled with skeletons and decayed flesh, while rubbing dirt on their faces.

Tariq covers the grave with dirt to create a circular shape, while Raina and Lily carve names into the tree.

Kael, who was watching them, asked Lysa.

“By the way, where are the other elves’ graves?”

“It was here at first, but it was moved outside while living with the spirits. Tomb is a reminder to the spirits that they are dead.”

“Where are you?”

“A little bit away from here.”

“Move here. Guide me.”

Kael also moved the Dark Elf tombs located in the forest a little way from Shabat Village to Shabat Village.

Even though it must be an old tomb, no plants grow on top of the round mound of dirt, which is probably due to the characteristics of this place.

Soon, all the debris was buried, and countless graves were created in the village of Shabat. Kael stared at a grave with a tombstone bearing the name ‘Rim’ for a moment.

Feeling the presence of people gathering one by one, he calmly took out a huge flag from this space.

“Flag!!! When did you prepare it?”

Mabel came close to the flag and casted a circle, asking frantically, and Kael stopped the child with the hand that was not holding the flag.

“I made it in advance because I thought I might need it.”

“As expected, a prepared villain!”

“Is this an insult or a compliment?”

“Of course it’s a compliment!”

After Cael planted the flag deep into the ground, he handed a huge pen to Mabel, who seemed to be cheerful despite having moved around quite a bit and not seeming tired.

The pen, which was so large that Mabel had to hold it with both hands, was light as if it had been made light by a magic, and Mabel, who accepted it, looked up at Kael in wonder.

“Tariq, grab the cloth.”

“yes.”

At Kael’s command, Tariq spread the flag’s fabric wide and held it, and Kael put his hand under Mabel’s armpit and lifted the child up.

“Just a provocative piece. Write something about how we were a little bit faster.”

“Here?”

“Yes. Say it loudly so Lars, Cloris, and Adrina can see it.”

Mabel, who had been struggling with the pen in her hand, quickly grabbed the pen with both hands and began writing without hesitation.

Pure white ink began to spread across the crimson cloth, leaving behind letters.

“Isn’t that cool? We were a little faster this time.”

Although the handwriting was slightly crooked, perhaps because of the large pen, this style of writing suited Idea better.

“good job.”

“Have you improved your writing skills a lot?”

“That’s still a long way off.”

After giving Mabel a swollen face in the cold plains, Kael returned to the villa in Shabat Village and immediately started on his next task.

Making puppets was the most important part of puppetry.

“The sturdiness of a doll varies depending on the material, and it would be good if there was an object or body part that contained the energy of the person it was modeled after.”

Lina continued to calmly explain about the dolls they had made, and after listening to her explanation, Kael brought her some leftover logs from building a villa to use as material to make the dolls.

Lina and Lisa quickly carved three wooden dolls in the shape of humans from the logs he had brought them, and cut off some of their own hair.

“I won’t be using it for long, so my hair will suffice. Would you please cut some of your hair, Kael?”

After tying the hair they had cut in this way onto the doll, the twins began to draw intricate patterns.

The magic that blossomed from their fingertips was a pale blue and pale yellow color, similar to the color of their eyes.

A complex spell that mixed two colors of magic was completed, and the twins who held hands simultaneously activated the spell, and the dolls’ appearances gradually changed, and dolls in the shapes of Kael, Laina, and Raisa were created.

“… It’s solid.”

Kael approached the doll that resembled him. As he looked at the doll that looked exactly like him, almost as if he was looking at a mirror, Laina and Raisa spoke to him as he muttered.

“We can move the dolls, but if those who Kael-nim spoke of can sense magic, there is a risk that they will sense our magic in Kael-nim’s dolls.”

“My sister is right. This doll moves with our magic. You will feel our magic in your doll.”

At the twins’ words, Kael looked closely at the doll, and realized that he could feel the twins’ magic faintly, perhaps because it was a one-time thing.

“What if I do it myself?”

“It would be possible if we added Kael-nim’s magic power on top of ours. But it would be difficult… Is that okay?”

Originally, this magic did not exist.

It was a new magic that was created by combining the existing black magic techniques that Lina and Raisa knew, and weaving a new technique.

The doll was tightly connected with very thin magical threads, and the doll could be manipulated by moving the threads… .

“… You’re doing well… .”

“It took us a long time to manipulate it like that… Is Kael-nim really human?”

Despite the twins’ concerns, Kael understood the spell the twins were telling him and even added his own magic to the doll, making it move naturally.

“I can sense the presence of people properly, and if it weren’t for the dead look in their eyes, they would look like real people.”

Manipulating the puppet with his own movements, Kael examined the puppet’s eyes, which were devoid of even the slightest light.

But Idea was wearing a robe and a mask anyway. If it was a mask that had been touched since Tariq was brought in, it would have been able to easily hide this much.

“Lina, Lisa. Can you freely adjust your size in animal form?”

“Yes, it is possible.”

“possible.”

“Well then… I guess the preparations are almost done.”

All preparations for the puppet show are complete.

Afterwards, Kael saw Lars, Cloris, and Adrina entering the Black Forest, and the moment they exited the Black Forest, he went to the villa and informed them that they were coming to the villa.

– Knock knock.

“Mabel.”

“Whew…! I can do it!”

Mabel, who whispered in a smaller voice than usual, opened her mouth wide and said, ‘Ah, eh, ee, oh, woo-‘ and ran to the door where the knocking sound was heard.

This was the inside story of the puppet show.

After the puppet show ended.

Kael promised that if Laina and Raisa’s hearts did not change during the week they would stay here, he would accompany them to the capital, and the gravestones on the tombs in Shabat Village were also changed from shabby wooden plaques to neatly cut stones.

The day the carriage bearing the seal of the Damier family arrived in the Black Forest, he informed the others to prepare to return and took a short walk to the village of Shabat.

“Rim, may you rest in peace.”

He stared blankly at the tombstone engraved with the name of his old friend. After a while, he turned around and in the place where he had disappeared, there was a branch of the tree of peace covered with pure white flowers.

So they left the Black Forest.

* * *

The temple of the beginning.

The god who created all things in this world.

A temple dedicated to a god who has no name but is simply referred to as the ‘Creator’.

Inside the temple, the only one in the capital city that retained its grandeur in this world where gods were disappearing, several priests sat around a round table.

– Boom!

“Your Majesty!!! There is no doubt that Viscount Damie knows something!!!”

A priest wearing a gold brooch that indicated he was a high-ranking priest slammed his fist on the table and raised his voice as if venting his anger. They had gathered here since receiving the report of Lars’ return from the Black Forest.

?In the Black Forest, there were only numerous graves and flags with the word Idea written on them. It was as if they had expected us to come.?

?I went to the villa of Count Damie with a worried heart… and there I met someone who called himself Idea. He said that he was one of those who wished for the destruction of the world.?

“Calm down. That’s too much speculation.”

“But… Your Majesty!!!”

A gentle voice that brought peace of mind just by its sound echoed through the space, and the high-ranking priest who had been complaining looked at the owner of the voice.

A gentle, kind and handsome man.

The person, who appeared to be in his mid-twenties, had loosely braided, white hair that was different from his appearance, and his eyes were closed.

“The chosen one is said to have escaped as the first victim. He needed money to treat his younger brother. He might have gone to the richest man, the Damie Countess, since he was going to die anyway.”

The one called the Grand Master continued speaking in a calm voice.

“The calamity was simply that Lady Cloris de Flora had come to find him, and the Black Forest was a land that His Majesty the Emperor had given him as a reward for his contributions. There is no evidence anywhere that he personally stepped forward. However… .”

The High Priest smiled benevolently, trailing off his words.

“It is also true that there is something fishy about it. The medicine given to the first victim has a curse-like quality, and it requires divine power to cure it.”

If you hadn’t taken the medicine with the intention of running away from the beginning, then maybe it would have been different… .

?Are you talking about Tariq’s younger brother? That child has already returned to the arms of God. Please come a little faster… It’s too bad.?

The Archimandrite knocked on the round table, recalling what the administrator of Terdam had said.

– Talk.

– Knock knock.

The only sound that filled the space was the sound of him knocking on the round table.

“Your Majesty…!”

When the high-ranking priest, who had been complaining about him from the beginning, opened his mouth to call him again.

The High Priest’s fingers, which had been tapping on the round table, stopped.

“How long have you been here? About a month? Haven’t you heard how you came to be a high-ranking priest?”

The questions continued, soft but too soft for the high priest to answer, and the high priest slowly opened his eyes and looked at the high priest.

Brilliant golden eyes.

The high priest was the first to encounter the eyes of the high priest. Then, a sound like something exploding filled the space.

The sound was like the bursting of a thin water bag, or like the bursting of a ball filled with air.

“Oh, come to think of it, it’s almost the First Day. It might be a good idea to send an invitation to Viscount Damier and the daughter he adopted from the Temple of Janus.”

“Okay, I will follow.”

“Please fill the empty spot quickly, and I hope that next time you will be quicker.”

The High Priestess, with her eyes still open, looked at the other high-ranking priests who had already closed their eyes and spoke.

“Yeah, just like you guys.”

The eyes, with their clear golden pupils, curved gently.