Re:START/If {Book 1.0}
Chapter 46: Mutual-Evit 6 of 10 “White filler flows” (Part 04)
The sun had set and the night had arrived, the crowd on the square had turned increasingly quiet with only a few people passing by. Although midnight was still a long way away, either the townspeople or the people who came from outside the city chose to rest after a day of standing under the scorching sun.
Odo and Vil are at the intersection of the city center, standing under a crescent moon dotted with faint light. The spring sky did not look so bright, yet the two of them clearly saw each other's faces.
“Then, I will take care of the resident's letter. Maybe Minda has also come to the inn, if using her authority must be easier,” said Vil while staring at the young man with black hair in front of him. He turned and walked away while throwing a smile.
“Yes, I leave that to you ..” Odo returned that smile. Waving his hand, he reminded, “Don't forget! The duration of the bracelet is only 12 hours.”
“Hmm ...” Turning around and facing Odo, the blue haired woman with a smile said, “I will remember. When I'm done I'll leave that to the guy.” He turned back, then walked towards the inn.
After exchanging such sentences, Odo put on a flat expression and completely wiped away the smile. He turned around, then took a different path to Vil. The young man did not return to the inn, but went to the craftsman district to have the final conversation he needed to fulfill right now.
A tired face at a glance looks at him when walking in the night, a little bored with the problems that continue to approach and as if there is no end to it. Odo himself understands that he is not a time of power or has a very extraordinary strength to solve all problems very easily, what he can be entirely the result of hard work and takes time.
Having stages, must be pursued one by one and very fragile with mistakes. The only thing that blows him up with the others is that he can simulate in the mind and get more experience than others in a short time.
At a glance looking to the left right of the street, the young man smiled faintly with a facial expression that did not reflect any happiness at all. Although part of the plan should go smoothly, but there are many things that make him unable to smile.
“Actually ... what do I expect? Honestly this is true as Fiola said, why am I fighting so hard? I could have stopped at a safe point and let it go. It's just .. This possibility I can't ignore. Such people, if not served it could indeed bring more severe riots and give birth to other tragedies.”
In his footsteps, Odo briefly recalled the words of the bandits he had saved from execution. The man was also a victim, from the injustice of the world and the cruelty neatly arranged to look very normal in the eyes of many people. The narrow way of looking at it made such people appear, dragging the others and making the chain of hatred continue to extend.
Although it should have been cut through Guillotine's knife in the execution earlier this afternoon, but in Odo's mind it was not entirely possible to eliminate the problem. It could be that other Tox Tenebris appear and gather the same-sex people to make a group, re-misundering and making a similar incident. Encouraged by some parties, then become things like before and can not end.
Stopping footsteps and gazing towards the crescent moon, Odo muttered, “Indeed the problem lies in the way of view. If only words could always be as effective as before.., it would make it so easy for me. It's just that there are some ignorant people who can't understand before getting beat up.”
Shaking his head and trying to save the problem to be solved next time, Odo again stepped his feet through the artisan district that looks lonely. The lights of the buildings he did not care about and the sounds that seeped out from the walls of the buildings he did not ignore, just stared straight and stepped foot with a definite purpose.
Arriving in front of the Magic and Potion Tool Shop that also served as Atelier, Odo briefly took a deep breath and performed Perception Speculation to check what could happen inside later. Got some conclusions, he put on a lazy expression and murmured, “The edges discuss that, yes.”
“Excuse me, I'm Odo! Still open, ‘kan?” said the young man as he knocked on the door of the workshop.
From inside someone replied, “Wait a minute! Duh, who the hell came be— nights?” A woman of pure white hair opened the door, she was already wearing dark colored pajamas with a red ribbon on her chest. The woman's mouth opened, and her words stopped as if she had not expected Odo's arrival. Gazing in amazement, the single braided female involuntarily said, “Ayahanda?”
This time Odo did not shut Canna's mouth, feeling it was fine that the mage from the Miquator called her that. Slightly smiling lightly, the young man asked, “You're alone, Canna? Is Luna also inside?”
“I keep alone .... Senior is away, he was invited out by the Head Warrior. Opium goes with him. Said ... There's a task at the Rockfield.” plateau
“Ah, definitely take care of it.”
“Eng, indeed take care of it.”
Canna shook her head, trying to stop gasping and opened the door wide to let Odo in, “Come, inside. It feels like talking in front of the door like this is not good.”
“Hmm, I also want to talk at length.”
“Length width?” Canna stared in wonder, slightly tilted her head and asked, “Not usually like at length, what do you want to talk about? Ah, if about that thing I haven't finished it.”
“Not about that. There are many other things I want to talk about .... But most importantly, maybe about cooperation and .. about the Beginning of the Start that you are looking for.”
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In the room to receive customers at Atelier Hulla, Odo sat on a chair with a pastry juxtaposed for him. The signboard was turned over and the store was closed for some reason other than because it was already night. At first glance leaning back on the chair, Odo sighed lightly while relieving fatigue.
The room seemed to pay no attention to day or night, the intensity of the light felt the same and had a dim impression — Closed room that had lighting magic crystals hanging with potted herbs, and the, with some large crystals that become the main lighting. The typical aroma of medicines, the smell of soil and minerals, as well as the slightly stuffy air slightly reminded Odo of his own room in the Mansion.
“You have tea or coffee?” Canna offers. The woman stood behind the counter table, picking up a water heater, looking like a small stove with glass tubes and fire crystals to heat the water.
“Copy ...”
“Eh?” Canna was surprised when she checked something under the table.
“Why?”
“There is Rosella flower tea,” said the woman while taking a small wooden box containing dried red flower buds that she called. Little laugh, he said, “It looks like it hasn't been refilled.”
“Ya, already. That's not a problem.”
“Hmm ...”
While waiting for Canna to finish brewing the tea, Odo briefly closed his eyes and accessed the magic core with his consciousness. A large crack is indeed contained in the structure, very chaotic and can be fatal if you use the basic structure.
Before touching the structure to re-tinker with it, Canna finished preparing her tea and came up with a pot and cup. Putting a plate of cups and cups on the table, he poured a steeping Rosella leaves. The aroma that was a little made Odo sleepy, feeling that something else was mixed in the drink.
“Please drink,” says Canna.
Lifting the cup and inhaling the aroma clearly, Odo made sure that the tea contains sleeping pills in high doses. He immediately looked at Canna, wondering why the witch was acting so ignorant of it.
“Can I have sugar?” ask Odo.
Canna took what Odo asked. Receiving a glass jar filled with sugar beams from the woman, Odo picked it up by hand and put the sugar into the drink. Stirring it evenly with a spoon, the young man immediately drank the tea until it ran out.
Putting the cup on the saucer, the young man said, “Then, we begin the talk.”
Canna looked puzzled because the dose Odo was taking was supposed to put a bear to sleep for a few days, but the signs of drowsiness were nowhere to be seen in the young man.
“Why? Sit down, we'll talk,” the young man's black hair.
“I-Iya ..”
Canna sat face to face with the young man, looking unsettled and only realizing that wearing pajamas in front of the opposite sex made her unsettled. But when he looked into Odo's eyes as if he understood all his thoughts, the white hair woman could not reason to ask for time to change clothes.
“The door ... it's locked, ‘kan?”
“I-Yes!” canna answered nervously.
“Then I get to the point. You ... one of Korwa, ‘kan?”
The question makes Canna can not act like a woman, a sense of groggy alone in one room with the opposite sex himself immediately throw away. The white-haired woman was immediately serious, stared intently with her purple eyes and said, “As Father has known, I am indeed one of the children of Korwa. To be more precise, I am an individual who is detached from their network. I am an independent individual.”
“Independent?”
“Ayahanda must have known that the children of Korwa are actually other versions of the personality of Korwa itself, right?” canna. He took a cup for himself, then poured Rosella flower tea that did not contain sleeping pills. While inserting sugar and stirring it, he explained, “In personality traits from the base of the dimension, it assisted the Homunculus manufacturing system developed by the figure of the Mother of Moloia and Witch of the Pando forest .... I was created as one of the Miquator-made individuals but my personality is Korwa.”
Odo realized there were some strange things to those words. From the way Canna spoke, it was as if all the individuals she called could freely make clones through genetic engineering and create the Homunculus. Slightly squinting, Odo briefly sighed and asked, “Means you are different from the Korwa children?”
“My body structure is different,” Canna replied. Lifting up his cup and blowing on the tea that was still emitting smoke, he explained, “But the depth is the same. In fact, I also often connect with them. You know, even though I look like I'm in my twenties but I just got out of a stabilizing tube about eleven years ago, you know. Unlike the children of Korwa who were created to call the soul of Ayahanda, I am still very young.”
“Call my soul, yes ...” Odo at first glance did not like such piercings. What the Korwa did, all the chaos and calamity they did seemed necessary for his coming into the world.
“Ayahanda already heard that from Orgin, right?” canna asked as she put down her cup again and did not drink.
“Orgin?”
“The essence of us, the source of our personality and consciousness is most appropriately called Korwa.”
Odo remembered the feature. Holding his chin and slightly lowered his head, he realized something and said, “A .... Hmm, more or less I understand what you are. Honestly I was confused because there is a white-haired Korwa and not Elf.”
Canna propped up, “I'm also an Elf, you know. Although not purely because my genetic map tends to be filled with Witch property like the Hexe.” Intara
Odo was a bit hooked by the name of the first series of Homunculus created by the Miquator. From the notes at Luke's residence, all Intara Hexe are blond and have blue eyes. But such a feature was not on Canna and even the woman before her was not at all similar to Mavis.
Putting that aside for a moment, Odo asked, “From the way you speak, what Great Witch do you mean is the Great Witch who mastered the Miquator, ‘kan?”
“Iya, of course.”
“What he is also Korwa. I mean, she heard her hair was purple.”
Canna slightly understood why Odo came to such a conclusion. Breathing in a little confused, he tried to explain, “Eng .... The Great Witch is not Korwa, but he — His blood is the basis of making the bodies of the Korwa. Due to his agreement with the Mother kingdom of Moloia, he gave her a genetic map that had obtained the formula of immortality. I do not know what the agreement is, but therefore most purple-haired Korwa and Elf bases come from additional Mother herself.”
Odo stared flatly, feeling completely fed up with it all. From Canna's explanation he clearly understood that all the chaos that existed did occur just to summon his soul to the world after this apocalypse. Closing his eyes, the young man felt his burden increase again after confirming something.
Reopening his eyes and staring with fatigue, Odo said “So it doesn't mean Korwa — To be exact, what you call an Orgin has such a form, yes. Just customize.”
Canna was a little anxious looking at such a grim expression, then asked, “Why does Ayahanda suddenly want to ask this? Not ... Ayahanda has already got the memory of the Demon King and should be now ... Father knows better than us?”
Odo smiled faintly with sarcasm, stared flatly and said, “It's a shame my memory is full of holes. Although it can be calculated, still I need certainty. After all, it was just a memory of the past. Not that I know what you guys have been doing all this time ..”
The atmosphere became silent for a moment, the air in the closed room felt heavy and made Canna unable to say anything about it. Indeed, for the person before him to be summoned to the world is very unpleasant. When a person dies it should be the end, but after that he is born again and charged to change the world with his existence.
Odo sighed, put on a thin smile and said, “Then, let's continue the discussion.”
“Be-True too, Ayahanda would like to discuss cooperation and about ... Beginning Start. Doesn't it matter with something like that? Isn't that Early Startup worth it?” canna said doubtfully. Anxiety still lingered in the woman's mind.
“Tak problems. Both are included in one subject.”
“One tree?”
“Hmm ...” Odo held his index finger up to his chest, then said, “Then, for the initial test answer my question. This is to check your exact knowledge.”
Taking off the anxiety, the Second Level Miqutaor Expert magician confidently said, “Please, I will definitely answer it exactly.”
“Good, such confidence is very good. Yeah, it's the most basic, anyway. In that case, try to explain about the most basic elements that make up the world!”
Canna momentarily fell silent thinking of her answer. It did not take five minutes, he replied, The most basic “Elements are the Four Main Elements, consisting of Fire, Water, Land, and Air. The four have their own development. Every meter in the world has all four elements. In addition, there is also a Classical element often called Aether that is scattered in the air. The human body is the real picture of the world and those elements belong to the human body as the foundation of its builders. In another approach, the soil attribute can also be defined as dust and air known as wind.”