How to Suck Honey at a Warrior’s Party

Mercenaries do drugs…?

The word ‘grace’ crossed my mind.

Since it was a laboratory that manufactured drugs, ‘grace’ was intentionally excluded. But what if it’s actually a mixture of the two?

The analysis of the ingredients of any medicine had not yet been completed. I just found documents containing various drugs and drug development processes that seemed to have been used to develop drugs.

The representative effect of the roughly identified ‘medicine’ was ‘magi injection’. Making magi acceptable to creatures who cannot accept magi.

Until now, it has been speculated that magi is accepted with medicine, and when magi is built on the body, it is ‘demonized’. But what if it’s not? Or, is there a way to upgrade a drug-induced demonstration?

Straight away, the mana was extracted thinly and put into the cylinder. It was dozens of mana threads that were purposely adjusted to look visible. Mana threads that were moving like seaweed touched the body of a half-human half-demon.

“Wait! You knew what was going to happen, you didn’t…!”

Arma, who was reaching out to stop me, was restrained by the warrior.

Arma looked down at her grasped wrist, and then pulled away. She clenched her molars together.

“Head …just leave me the head.”

With no way to change back to human, the half-man half-demon in the cylinder had to die. Apparently, Arma hadn’t forgotten that.

Arma watched the half-human half-demon without a blink.

I glanced at the figure for a moment.

In order to find out the possibility of returning half-human half-demon to humans, it was necessary to investigate half-human half-demon. And no one knew what would happen to the half-human half-demon, which became an experimental body during the investigation.

I closed my eyes and opened them.

I observed a magic thread wrapped around a half-human half-demon. Every time I found a strange moving part in between, I moved my mana more elaborately. Having fully recovered control, my fingers, which had been against my will for a day, now felt like they were moving properly.

I’ve been using a lot of magic that doesn’t fit the hierarchy since I was a kid with only one magic control. I’ve been feeling so unfair and feverish.

I held on to the half-human half-demon for dozens more minutes.

The results were a little shocking.

“There are traces of the magi on the body. It is woven in a way that connects the fingertips, heels, heart, and head.”

On a flat surface, it looked like they were just connecting the ends of the body to the center. But a simple way to shorten ‘sigils’ is to create symbols, and the human body is full of them. This didn’t seem like a coincidence.

I ran out of the room to be sure of what I guessed.

“Let me check it out for a second.”

Then the warrior followed me.

“It’s dangerous to go around alone now, Cylon.”

I just nodded to do as he please.

My main focus was on the prayer halls, baths, and underground facilities where I stopped for ‘grace’. There were four prayer rooms in total, and the number was equal to the sum of my hands and feet.

Whereas before I had examined the rooms by the flow of energy, now I looked for symbols that might be somewhere in the room.

The symbol found in the first prayer room was wallpaper. It was precisely the pattern on the wallpaper.

It depicted the roots of a tree. The roots were the only thing on the wallpaper, and the thin roots intertwined with each other, creating a giant flow. If it weren’t for the painting of the tree’s base on the ceiling, I wouldn’t have thought of them as roots.

In the second prayer room, the table itself, which had the symbol of the church on it, was the base of a tree. The bottom of the table also looked like it had a big root intact.

On the third, the branches were reversed. From the decorations on the walls to the symbols that were told to be held for prayer, there were also none.

Surprisingly, no symbols were found in the bath.

The underground was so damaged that it could not be recognized, but the red color and the wooden walls of the hallway were sufficiently recognizable.

Lastly, I visited the room where the colorful robes had disappeared. As expected, this was the end of the ‘grace’.

I used my magic to create lights to illuminate the room.

The room was round without an angle. Round and dark, shining in the middle.

“This is the fruit.”

“A fruit?”

“Yes. With both feet as the root, with both hands as the branches, and the heart as the center of those four prayer rooms. And this seems to be the fruit of grace.”

“….”

“And fruit is the result of trees.”

It became clear that ‘grace’ was a trick to create something.

If so, the ceremony in the body of the half-human half-demon in the cylinder would have been engraved on the body while proceeding with grace.

“…Cylon. By the way, um, by the way.”

“Yes?”

“I thought you said you were halfway through the grace?”

The warrior looked worried.

I wondered if my body had been imprinted with the demon’s formula as well. I have no magi, but I know what I’m touching.

“Don’t worry. At that time, there was a possibility that I could not resist drinking because I couldn’t control my mana and accepted the trick. It broke down as I regained control halfway through.”

“Oh….”

His hand didn’t leave mine at my explanation.

We came back to the room where everyone was waiting.

Standing in front of the cylinder, I looked at the serious faces one by one.

It was hard to say what to say, so only my lips were twitching.

“Tell me. I deserve to hear it, right?”

Arma sounded a little nervous.

“There are still a lot of people on the border looking for him. I should at least find out why my colleague died.”

Arma added that she was left alone in Arandal to gather information for her missing colleague.

I heard that mercenaries often separated, but it didn’t seem easy. It was difficult to see her eyes that’s full of huge emotions, so I looked at the warrior. His face was as calm as ever.

I took a deep breath.

“I jumped out in the middle of the ‘grace’ ceremony at church. …you know?”

I felt a little nervous and fiddled with my fingertips.

I approached the cylinder.

“I checked because there was a similarity between the technique engraved on this half-human half-demon and the ‘grace’ ceremony I experienced, so I checked it.”

“Then…”

“Yes. This ‘man’ received a ceremony of grace in the church.”

“What about medicine?”

Arma didn’t seem to want to believe that her colleague had touched the medicine. I didn’t even know that, I thought I had been kidnapped. So there was a high possibility that he was actually kidnapped.

“Well, the medicine. I think I’ll know after examining the composition of this solution.”

“…You mean he might not have taken medicine?”

I didn’t want to say information that I wasn’t sure about. However, it seemed that I was constantly leaking information that I didn’t know well during the adventure.

Arma was clasping her hands tightly before she knew it. The figure seemed more desperate than anyone else in the church.

I finally nodded weakly.

I had always thought that there was nothing more sinful for a researcher than to make assertions, or to state conjecture as fact.

Perhaps because I didn’t live long even if I lived twice, life was difficult.

Since Arandal is such a large estate, it takes two days to walk to Osran Village, where the castle is located.

I was tempted to suggest a simple spacewalk, but unfortunately I didn’t know the coordinates. If I had been there before, or had an accurate description of the location, I would have tried, but none of that mattered.

We tried to hire a horse or a carriage from the village, but it was a problem because the villagers were firmly stampeded.

“I’m sure there are churches not only in this town, but in most of the town of Arandal.”

The warrior said to sweep away the church and go.

“Wouldn’t the duke be offended?”

Herrin cautiously expressed concern.

The nobleman who ruled the lands of Arandal was the Duke. One of only two dukes in the empire, he was said to be unusually centrist, never taking sides in political battles.

The warrior smiled and said confidently.

“If a warrior wants to wipe out demons, what can he say?”

The warrior, who was quite the aristocrat in Panko, suddenly said something cooler.

“You’re starting to look like him.”

“They’re starting to look alike.”

Reg and Herrin whispered to each other. Why cover your mouth if you’re going to say it so that we can hear everything?

The warrior was smiling sweetly without knowing the meaning of the two.

It’s not even my business. I shrugged my shoulders once. There must be another story that only the three of us know.

The day we were supposed to leave was tonight.

I was organizing the data because there were still five hours left before the sun set. Arma, who had been out all along, returned. In one hand was a bottle that looked like alcohol.

Everyone else was away to look inside the church and around the town.

There was an awkward atmosphere in the room.

“Would you like a drink?”

“Are you drinking during the day?”

“You don’t like daytime drinking?”

I looked down at the summary for a moment.

The conclusion came quickly.

“As long as you don’t drink and die, alcohol is right.”

“That’s right.”

Arma, who seemed to have something to say, remained silent until the alcohol was halved.

I was so frustrated that I finally brought it up.

“What’s going on?”

“Oh, man, I must have gotten on your nerves. I’m sorry. It’s just….”

Arma downed the rest of her drink in one gulp.

“Ugh… just. I was going to say good luck.”

“….”

“To him, and to your future companions.”

I just sipped my glass.

“I don’t mean to burden you. No, are you trying to pressure me?”

“…?”

“Whatever experiment you do, don’t be too harsh.”

“…You must have been very close to each other.”

“Hum, close …he was brought into the mercenaries when he was very young, and we raised him the whole time …that’s all.”

There were many orphans in the empire.

There were frequent territorial battles within the empire, and only a few years ago, several provocations came and went with the neighboring country.

The reason why the situation on the continent is currently frozen was all because of the emergence of Demon King. The empire might have become stronger because both its warriors and its allies came out.

In any case, a child without a guardian in the empire was always met in a noisy area.

And it was also common for those who accidentally saved children, such as the Armane Mercenaries, to collect and raise children. As I was collected by the dean.

The bloodline was something that the aristocracy valued.

I only blinked.

Is it because the positions were too different to understand Arma and her mercenaries. I couldn’t think of anything to add. I ended up speaking in a slightly stiff tone.

“…yes, I understand. I’ll be careful.”

“Thank you.”

That was the end of the conversation.

The drinks ran out quickly.