The Devil Who Grants Wishes

116 – Eiluse (1)

“This is…”

“Is that possible?”

“It’s possible! Even if it doesn’t work, I’ll make it possible!!”

no what do you mean

I asked if it was possible, but even if it didn’t work, they said they would make it possible. I’m not saying it’s difficult.

“…”

Looking at the magic tool maker with a pitiful look, he too took a deep breath as if he realized how his words sounded.

But even in the midst of that, the maker’s eyes are focused on the various materials in my arms.

Hmmm…

[A magic tool maker? Well, since this is Aileu Festival, there are many outstanding people. But why on earth—- heh heh…?!]

[I’m going to make this into a device and distribute it to children.]

After a huge typhoon passed, there were a lot of by-products that fell off the typhoon.

Representatively, like Samael’s torn wings and feathers.

It feels very wasteful to just put such high-class by-products into the warehouse, and since I have to wait until the Shinwi is processed anyway, I decided to process not only the by-products I got here, but also the things I had roughly thrown into the sub-space warehouse so far with equipment. .

[To make it with equipment… uh, let me just do it once-]

[You have to process your identity. So, can you recommend an excellent magic tool maker?]

[Uh… I see.]

As this person was guaranteed by Elias, I thought he would have his own skills, but unfortunately, I think I was wrong.

Just by looking at him like this, he is overwhelmed and the feeling that he has no idea where or how to touch him is coming out from his whole body.

“Go, it’s possible… So please give me a chance…!”

But no matter how overwhelmed I am, the desire to tinker with the materials I have and turn them into equipment is tremendous.

Emotions of desire emanate from her whole body, and even if you haven’t read her emotions, you can tell very clearly just by looking at her facial expression, tone of voice, and pose.

Well, not even that.

There are so many materials that I have put into the subspace warehouse because they have been difficult to process, but materials that are difficult for me to process must be treasures in the eyes of others.

“…for now, I’ll just give you this feather.”

“Go, thank you! Thank you! Thank you!!”

First of all, there are so many of them, so when I hand over Samael’s feathers, losing a few doesn’t hurt much, the producer distorts his expression and cries, then collapses on the floor and shouts endless thanks.

…No, since I’m in the position to entrust the work, isn’t it strictly speaking that I should be grateful.

Well, whatever you like, it doesn’t matter.

“Process this feather and make it into a vessel that holds the divine power applied to the wearer instead.”

“Yes! I will definitely succeed!”

Perhaps thinking that if this job is successful, other things can be entrusted, the magic tool maker takes the pose of a slave who swears allegiance.

Why are you burdened? There are a lot of ingredients anyway, so do it in moderation, in moderation.

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“Lucia, are you feeling better?”

“hehehe, yes. It’s okay.”

At the time of the incident, Lucia, who suffered tremendous damage due to the divine power full of Eilyu Festival, is now fine.

It didn’t take a long break, but since I shot Magi directly, even I, the perpetrator, recovered surprisingly quickly.

“It’s fortunate. At one time… I was worried about what would happen to you because I was so damaged by the divine power.”

“…Yeah, thank you for your concern.”

Even though she shot a huge amount of demonic energy directly, she didn’t take any damage and rather recovered. This reminded me of the fact that although Lucia was a human on the outside, she was no longer included in the category of human.

But I’m still pretending not to know that.

Because Lucia didn’t confess.

So far, Lucia has never revealed how her condition has become. Even though everything has already been caught, and Lucia is well aware of that fact.

As if she needed to prepare her mind, as if she was afraid because she couldn’t imagine how I would react, Lucia still kept her mouth shut.

If so, I will also keep my mouth shut and wait for Lucia to prepare herself, no matter how many days it may take.

“…By the way, are the other kids okay?”

“Who cares about whom. Everyone is fine. You’ll have to stay in Aileu Festival for a long time anyway, so rest as you please until you fully recover.”

“I see… Well, there’s no way your confidence will change in an instant. Roughly how long do you have to stay?”

I sympathize with Lucia, who spreads meaningless stories to hide her feelings.

Oh… He’s a kid who always acts boldly, but he only gets shy when he’s like this.

“Well… at least it’s a week.”

“What, they say you have to stay long, so it’s fast.”

“It’s the least I’ve caught, and it could take months if it’s long.”

“Ah…well, it’s okay. I don’t know about the other kids, but staying for a few months is better for me. I can live with my dad like before.”

…I wonder what it would be like to say something shy but casually like this.

Lucia’s words seem normal on the surface, but the meaning behind them is not at all.

It means that you want to be with me forever, just like you always have been.

And the means to stay with him will be very strict.

‘You still haven’t given up, Lucia.’

Oh… well, even if Lucia didn’t want to be separated from her, she should’ve made friends of her own age from a young age.

If that were the case, I wouldn’t have such a distorted view of values.

“We can live together as a family.”

“Oops… family… yes, family.”

…what?

I tried to break Lucia’s strange fantasy by mentioning the father-daughter relationship, but the reaction is strange.

Lucia, who had been talking dryly just before, was now struggling to breathe properly with her face dyed red as if she had never done that before.

Because of that, it is difficult to speak properly, so I keep stuttering and my pronunciation is muffled.

What, what happened all of a sudden-

“Don’t look!!”

“…”

I tried to find out what happened through the shared mark I carved into Lucia, but at that moment, Lucia’s evil spirit rips at my ears.

Lucia, hurriedly holding her belly with both hands, is making a very mysterious expression with a blushing face.

“Oh, that’s… I mean… I’m sorry, I’m really sorry. I don’t mean that… Anyway, don’t look, don’t look.”

After looking into my puzzled eyes for a long time, Lucia hurriedly apologizes to me, probably realizing that she has done something terrible, but even in the meantime, she continues to say not to look at me while blushing.

…No, it’s weird to look a little like that when you do that kind of line.

If it wasn’t just me here, if there were other people, I would have misunderstood.

And that sharing magic was engraved by you, but if you reject it… Oh, I don’t know how a girl feels.

“…rest in peace.”

“Yes…”

Anyway, since Lucia is in a weird state right now, it seemed like she shouldn’t interfere, so I let Lucia rest quietly by herself and left the room.

Uh… I don’t know what happened. Well, since I’m healthy, I’ll be fine.

“Mr. Faust.”

“…!?”

Whoaaagh!?

The moment I closed my eyes and shook my head at Lucia’s momentum, the moment I came out, as soon as I opened my eyes, Iris, close enough to touch my nose, greeted me.

It was so close that my eyes couldn’t focus properly. Only the face of Iris, whose boundaries were blurred, was visible.

“Inside, what, happened, did you?”

“I don’t understand the meaning of the question.”

“What, did you do to Lucia?”

I answer after taking a step away from Iris, who speaks as if she were interrogating a criminal, but Iris takes another step forward and asks again if she is not satisfied with my answer.

‘What are you doing? All of a sudden, something sound—… ah.’

It was only then that I could guess the meaning of Iris’ question and what Iris was thinking.

If you heard Lucia screaming not to look a while ago, there is of course only one situation that would come to mind first for Iris, who cannot see inside.

“…nothing was done.”

“But that scream just now—”

“That’s just Lucia screaming because she doesn’t want to share her feelings, nothing else. If you don’t want to believe it, don’t believe it. When did I seem to be in a position to crave your trust?”

Let’s go out somewhat forcefully, unlike before, Iris, whose momentum has greatly softened, her expression loosens up as it is.

And that’s not all.

Iris, who seems to have finally realized what she has done, embraces herself with her pupils vibrating.

…No, there’s no need to show such an extreme reaction.

“Ah, ah… I, I. Strange… Ah—”

“Iris, calm down.”

“I’m sorry…”

As I hurriedly grabbed Iris’s hands, who suddenly started having seizures, Iris’s mouth, which had been trembling and spattered at random, was blocked.

Iris’ cheeks were stained red, and her trembling eyes, hands, and lips became very calm as if they had never been.

Ugh… Just looking at it, it really is the appearance of the hero himself who shouldered the fate of the world, but why the hell did he become like this…