Chapter 94
The next day.
Pastel ended up in a position stuck between two girls who became awkward with each other.
Eeyeeng.
Looking to the right, Melissa needlessly checked the map on parchment.
Though she looked like she was deeply pondering while making a serious expression and moving the quill pen, seeing how she hadn't done anything while walking until now, that wasn't the case at all. She was just doing something else needlessly because she felt awkward.
Looking to the left, Elsior carrying three luggage bags moved her steps blankly. It was an expression with her soul slightly gone from recognizing she has 0 friends.
Huik.
Bad Melissa.
Usually flexible and kind, but only stiff towards Elsior. Is this the regrettable aspect of an honor student who listens well to parents?
Seeing the reaction, Melissa glanced around glance glance as if feeling very sorry. But she couldn't actually say words of apology.
You two are in a much more serious state than you think. You both want to get along better but are both clumsy.
Pastel pondered enthusiastically.
How can I make them get along better.
Given Melissa's personality, she'll apologize first...
"Melissa! Show me the map!"
"Ah, here."
Pastel made a serious expression while looking at the map.
"Oing oing."
Tremendous problem.
"Is there some incorrect part?"
"I think our investigation speed is slow right now!"
"Weren't we going to move straight to the second floor because of that?"
"No no, that's not it. I was thinking we should distribute personnel a bit. Our investigation is slow because we're all going together."
Melissa was puzzled.
"Wouldn't that be dangerous? We're an odd number."
Pupu pupu.
She wiggled her index finger left and right as if saying that's wrong.
"Pastel counts as two people so it's 2 people!"
That's how it was.
"You Pastel are certainly two people's worth."
Melissa spoke then stopped. She flinched as if realizing that logic means she and Elsior would go as a team.
"But going alone isn't good. This is a matter of attention. No matter who you are, you could make a fatal misjudgment if alone."
Uwee.
Too valid a concern.
"Since Elsior is just carrying luggage without doing anything, wouldn't it be good to divide personnel and make roles efficient?"
"Weren't we able to infiltrate here because of that efficiency? The Knight Order probably neglected guarding the ruins with that thinking too. But reserve personnel are always important."
Pastel realized.
I shouldn't clash with logic against an honor student.
It's difficult to refute when tangible examples come out on the spot.
Pastel who also wanted to raise investigation speed on the cult as Marquis Craft pondered for a moment.
Should I just seriously request?
But thinking of being misunderstood as two-faced, it seems like it would just give strange conviction.
Eeyee.
"Isn't that sacred language?"
Elsior pointed at one side of the passage. A short sentence was written.
"Ah! That's right!"
Pastel hurriedly ran over.
"Oing oing."
This is this is.
"Pitfall trap ahead!"
She examined ahead. An empty passage was visible. It was a peaceful scene. It was an environment where you would definitely fall for it if you didn't know sacred language.
Pastel stepped forward and gave a warning.
"Everyone be careful! Especially Melissa!"
She turned around and pointed at her friend.
"You said you can only fly after becoming an archmage! A magician's frail body is very very vulnerable to traps like this so be very very careful!"
A clicking sound was heard from somewhere.
Hut.
This is the sound of a trap.
"Everyone be careful!"
Pastel spread both arms. She first checked Melissa and Elsior's safety. They were fine, not chasing after.
Instead they looked with dumbfounded expressions.
Isn't everyone okay?
Where was that sound from?
Pastel suddenly felt a floating sensation. Her body fell through the wide open floor.
"Uwaang!"
Empty space continued endlessly.
Save Pastel!
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"Uwaang!"
Pink hair fluttered frantically.
『Calm down and take out the knife.』
Pastel hurriedly took out the knife.
"Soft landing! Soft landing!"
The knife flew then touched under her feet. Her body weight settled on it and rippled then gradually stopped.
Pastel floated somewhere in the falling pit.
"Hua! Hua!"
The sight of paralysis potions that fell from her chest falling down below was visible. A breaking sound rang out after a moment.
It's totally deep!
I almost died!
"Demon I really almost died!"
I almost became flat flat Pastel!
『That wouldn't happen, but. You would have dealt with it well even if there was a cage trap right below.』
Uwaa.
Hormone friend probably would have done well, but please show a bit more intense interest as a guardian.
She wiped away cold sweat and looked up. The original entrance looked small, having fallen who knows how far.
"Pastel! Are you okay?!"
Melissa who stuck out her upper body looked down very worriedly.
She waved both arms.
"I'm okay! I'm okay! I'm fine!"
"That's a relief!"
Melissa felt relieved.
『But did you hear that sound just now?』
"What? What is it?"
『The sound of a glass bottle breaking and ringing. Hearing the resonating wavelength, it seems there's an open passage below.』
Oing.
Pastel looked down again. An endlessly deep pit was visible.
A hidden space difficult to find by normal methods?
It was a place people who can't be upright in front of others would like.
She looked up at Melissa.
"Let's divide personnel for now! I'll investigate here and go! Let's meet at the existing base tomorrow night!"
"Pastel?!"
She ignored the shocked cry and went down.
"Knife friend! Show your strength after a long time! Prove you're senior to broom friend!"
Swoosh swoosh.
She kept going down.
After a while, she touched pure white ground where paralysis gas had burst. A somehow sacred-looking white corridor caught her eye.
"Wow?"
She got off the knife and looked around. Mysterious torches installed on every wall flickered. When she focused on sound, a solemn calmness was felt.
『Oh? This presence. This really is holy land. Is it a place God paid attention to making?』
"Is it really holy land?"
What difference has occurred from the existing area? Though the appearance is very different.
『Look at the magic sword. The magic sword's seal can't fulfill its role due to the sanctity.』
Oing.
Pastel raised the sword. Looking closely, she could realize an amazing fact.
I don't understand at all even looking!
"Demon this is a secret but Pastel is foolish foolish so I don't understand, uwak!"
Pastel was startled seeing the demon in formal wear suddenly standing in front.
Then she was surprised again seeing the magic sword still held in her hand.
"Two demons!"
The demon clenched and opened his hand.
『It's not two but the seal loosened. The body forcibly unified with the magic sword separated.』
Pink eyes became round.
"Did you evolve from sealed great demon to loosened seal great demon?"
Crisis feeling thump thump.
Wickedness of releasing a great demon shiver shiver.
Feels like I'll fall from pink pink Pastel to purple purple Pastel.
『Why is your reaction like that.』
The demon was dumbfounded. He reached out his hand and ruffled pink hair.
"Uwaa! My hair is ruined!"
An action I would seriously object to if it wasn't demon!
『I made it so it's as I please.』
Totally a demon!
Pastel ran away and fixed her hair.
"If it's holy land where even the magic sword breaks, isn't it bad for demon to keep staying here and such?"
『That's not the case. Rather, since we have the same origin, I can use some power here.』
The demon approached and rearranged her hairstyle. Pastel felt the ticklishness of her hair being fixed.
『This is one worry less. I was worried whether you'd run away well if you encountered knight-class.』
Huk.
If you say such things.
"Can I now become Pastel who acts recklessly relying on connections?"
Wow.
It'll be totally fun!
『Why does that mindset come out first.』
The demon messed up her hairstyle again.
"Uwang!"
Bad demon!
#
"Is it a library?"
The demon took out a book and examined it.
『Rather than that, it seems like a record archive. The temples would like it.』
Pastel walked around the holy land.
The holy land was endlessly wide like the existing ruins. It was to the extent she couldn't distinguish whether not finding a single presence was because the space was wide or because there were no people.
Wouldn't it be city scale at this width?
Even if the cult is hiding, it's the difficulty of encountering without an appointment in a wide city.
"Temples may like it but I don't like books!"
『That's not something to boast about.』
She accidentally set foot in the library area and started getting mentally tired as only white bookshelves kept appearing.
"Raspberry, apple pie, cheddar cheese, cream puff, fried chicken."
Pastel spoke then was surprised alone.
"Fried chicken?!"
It's troublesome troublesome if that suddenly pops out.
『Hmm?』
The demon rubbed his chin.
『Do you want to eat chicken?』
Now that I hear it, maybe.
She saw something like a hallucination beyond there from being hungry.
A human-sized baby bird walked between white bookshelves.
Piyo piyo.
"Huk! Chicken is walking around!"
How hungry are you!
―Piyo?
The baby bird turned around.
Oing.
It wasn't an illusion.
―Piyoo?
The baby bird tilted its head and approached.
Oiing.
Pastel tilted her head along with it. Somehow chicken friend didn't seem like a first meeting.
"Are we perhaps acquainted?"
Like encountering at the dining table.
―Piyo?
The baby bird tilted its head more.
『It's the bird we met on the sky whale's back during vacation.』
"Aaah! I remember!"
Pastel pointed at the baby bird.
"Baby bird we met on the sky whale's back during vacation!"
―Piyoo?!
The baby bird opened its beak in shock.
It was a cry of "Why are you here?!"
Pastel was shocked along with it.
"Why are you here?!"
Wasn't it a happy ending where you were kidnapped by the bad cult then rescued and left with your mother bird?!