(...This is the "Temple of the Moon", it has become a mess...)
Avoiding the scattered gravel at her feet, the girl standing in the center of the first floor looked around the spacious hall, looking for valuable clues.
However, probably because everything has been destroyed, many things have become incomplete, making it difficult to determine the specific information.
(Looking at the dilapidation of this area, is it another relic with hundreds of years of history...)
Many of the originally symmetrical stone pillars were broken in half, and the walls were covered with cracks. It is a miracle that they can survive the wind and rain of the island environment.
Reluctantly withdrawing his gaze and giving up exploring the outside, Zera had no choice but to walk around the bumpy ground and walk deeper.
…
(This is……)
Looking at the murals surrounding the escalator to the second floor, there are various shapes of moon crests depicted on them.
The magic that makes her feel intimate is emanating from these patterns.
(The magic power of the moon...could it be related to "gods"...)
When her expression became serious, the feeling of power given to the girl was very similar to the inexplicable coercion she felt when she fought against "Larabai".
But if you look closely, the two seem to be different in nature.
If the feeling of 'cursing' her pressure was thick and turbid, then the breath of this power was like standing under the cool night sky.
(Um……)
The brown-haired girl, who was full of questions and had other tasks, temporarily wrote down the order of the patterns and continued walking towards the top floor.
If her memory is correct, the magic circle that collects "Moon Drops" is on the top floor.
Outside the "Temple of the Moon", lying on a hill where she could clearly see the ruins, Irene, waving her dragon tail, raised her head from time to time and looked at the direction where the unpleasant aura came from.
Waiting in agony, dusk gradually fell, and no news from Zella had come yet, but there were more and more movements around her.
"……who?!"
At first there were only a few, but as she stayed longer, those rustling sounds became closer and closer, forcing Irene to be on guard.
"...Let go, let me go, Bobo! As the village chief, I have the obligation to protect the relics and the village left by my ancestors!"
"What nonsense are you talking about, dad? There's no way we can get close to there!"
"And that's a dragon! It's said to be a being that can easily destroy a country!"
"Let the villagers go back! I can go alone! Remember to be prepared for the worst..."
"Bo, wave!"
The sounds of an argument between an old man and a young man came from the bushes. In the end, it was obvious that the young man was the better one and came to Irene first.
(……demon?!)
Narrowing her eyes, Irene was also surprised when she saw the identity of the visitor.
The dark gray skin and claw-like hands and feet all indicate that the other party is inhuman.
"...Are you the ones who have been hiding away from the beginning?"
Her tone was a bit unkind. Whether as a dragon or as a human, she had no good impressions of demons.
If the purpose of her trip wasn't to restore her body, and if the demon in front of her didn't have any disgusting blood or evil aura, she would have struck it down long ago.
(Oh... can you talk? That would be great...)
Muttering something in his heart, the young demon who faced Irene suppressed his fear and raised his head.
"Great dragon, my name is Bobo, a resident of this island."
"We have no intention of offending your majesty, but we just want to know if you have any needs when you come here."
With such a legendary creature staring at him, it was not easy for the young demon to finish his sentence fluently.
The appearance of the giant dragon caused everyone to panic, so he had to do this for the sake of the entire village.
If he died here, the villagers would evacuate the island immediately.
If there is no other choice, no one is willing to leave their hometown, not even the devil.
"..."
After swallowing, all the demons watching here, including Bobo, held their breath, waiting for the dragon's answer.
But before Irene could say anything, the changes that occurred above the ruins took away everyone's attention.
Night had fallen quietly without realizing it, and several mysterious magic arrays were neatly arranged overlapping toward the moon, leading to a silver-purple light pillar.
"...!!"
"This, this is..."
"...God, what a miracle..."
Looking at the sky dreamily, the old devil poked his head out from the bushes and even stuttered when he spoke.
In addition to the demons who were shocked by this scene, the dragon was also very excited.
(——!)
(Did you make it?!)
She felt the unique magic power of the breath from the light pillar. What she had spent hundreds of years failing to do, she finally saw hope today.
However, the current situation on top of the ruins is slightly different from what Irene thought...
At this moment, Zera really saw an extremely wonderful existence.
(I didn’t expect that rebuilding an ancient magic circle by myself would be so tiring...)
Wiping his forehead, standing on the top of the ruins and watching his newly completed magic circle start up normally, Zera also let out a long sigh of relief.
After reinterpreting the old magic circle here according to the "Bolia" taught by the old man Robin Lu, the girl found that many parts of the magic words here had problems because they were too old.
No wonder the group of people who wanted to use the "Moon Drops" in the future spent three years collecting the magic power of the moon, and also caused a miasma film covering the entire island.
Since the "Temple of the Moon" has sacred attributes, normally the magic power of the moon it summons will not pollute their spirits even if it makes demons uncomfortable.
It's entirely because there's something wrong with the magic circle.
(Okay, next...)
Looking at the silver-purple light beam in front of her that was different from the one in her memory, with a sacred aura, the brown-haired girl called out her "Star Code" with satisfaction.
As long as she "records" the gathered magic power of the moon, she can start trying to remove the magic from Irene.
Although it is okay to let Eileen accept the 'baptism' directly, for the sake of caution, it is better to let her prepare first.
Hmm, but at that time, maybe we should call this magic "Star Drop"...
Thinking of some insignificant things, the Star-Colored Book of Secrets, turning the pages of the book, once again turned the silver-purple light beam in front of his master into words bit by bit and embedded them into the book.
Zella knew that this 'half' of hers was very 'picky' and would not even care about ordinary magic.
The silver-purple moon magic begins to shrink, just like the time of "Nirvana", this is a sign that the "record" is about to be completed.
However, at this time, the brown-haired girl bathed in the moonlight suddenly felt a chill.
The cold feeling goes straight into the soul.
The next moment, a somewhat frustrated little girl's voice sounded directly in my mind.
——["Which bad guy is stealing Yu's magic power!!"] (To be continued)