It is my Destiny to be the Savior of the Protagonist

As soon as Pi’s announcement ended, the cold air pouring from Ariadne suddenly stopped. The connection with the ice cap crown was broken.

Ariadne moved her body spread out in the snow. She was in a state on the verge of fainting. But she was sure to freeze to death if she really passed out. So she staggered to her feet. Her eyes were tangled in her long hair, which was frozen and obscured all her vision. She sang Pi, removing it with the back of her hand.

“Pi, what happened?”

[Pi connected to Aria’s channel.]

“As a great spirit?”

[I do not know. Synchronization is in progress.]

[You can observe the current state of Aria and the current status of the channel.]

[Analyzing. I think Pi can be involved in your channel.]

Pi’s voice was a little lower and calmer than she’d known. Not a kid, but a grown boy’s sweet voice. She couldn’t tell if he was a girl or a boy. She felt strange.

“You are very… It feels like a guide.”

[Agreement. Pi can play a role similar to that of Ariadne’s guide.]

“Thank you anyway. Thanks to you, I live.”

[Your survival is very important to me. It is natural.]

“But how is this possible? Is it because you’re an unusual great spirit, or because you’re planted in me…”

Her head thumped. Ariadne vomited blood and sat astride a rock in a collapsed cave. She was in no mood to think deeply.

‘The mountain almost collapsed, so I hope the people searching for it will notice.’

Her limbs were now numb. It didn’t seem like it would last long. Pi’s voice echoed in her limp head.

[Alarm. The Great Spirit, the verdant bowl is trying to access your channel.]

“Uh?”

[The Great Spirit, Vessel of Verdure has connected.]

[The green bowl is surprised to see you.]

[The Vessel of Verdure is concerned about your condition.]

“Wait a minute, it was the Great Spirit who knows if it is a verdant vessel. It reminds me of the morning glory vines that were hanging from her window and coming towards her.

Her voice was full of longing.

“…It’s the great spirit that used to access your mother’s channel.”

[The vessel of Verdure is trying to provide elemental power to your channel. Would you accept it?]

[Advice. Her powers will be very helpful in your current situation. I recommend accepting it.]

“Of course I have to accept it. Thank you.”

Ariadne hastily nodded her head. Then, the scent of the forest gently flowed through the channel. It wasn’t the energy that raged with anger like in the ice cap crown. With a stable channel, the power provided by the friendly Great Spirit. It casually scattered it around her. 

Since she had neither the skills nor the time to fine-tune it, she just sprayed it. She was just fine with that.

“Ah…”

A portion of the verdant vessel’s realm was embodied around her. Its pale green lawn stretches around her. Soft air mixed with the smell of the forest surrounds the space where the frozen wind raged. Trees spring up, flowers bloom. The world around her turned into a small clearing in the woods. Through the branches of trees with yellow flowers, she could see the scenery of snowy mountains still raging in a blizzard. However, it was not cold at all inside the territory she spread out. Even the blazing sun was warm.

[Analyzing the current state of the Great Spirit, Vessel of Verdure.]

[Analysis complete. Great Spirit, Green Vessel: Intimacy 40%, Compassion 20%, Pleasure 15%, Compassion 15%, Admiration 10%]

[The Vessel of Verdure already knows who you are.]

Suddenly her spirits ran wild, and her morning glory vines sprouted and entwined the rock upon which she sat. Tangled morning glory vines wrapped around her. The morning glory blooming near her cheek nodded as if to say hello. Warmth instead of cold. Missing morning glory. Leaves hugging her whole body as if hugging her. Her tired, scarred eyes glazed over.

Pi whispered as if he knew her condition well.

[Pi is learning the functions of the guide. This is the basic function of the Guide, which temporarily maintains the channel while the elemental lord is resting. Learning done. Executable.]

[You can rest, Aria.]

Ariadne muttered a small thank you, then buried herself in the morning glory vine and fell asleep.

* ♦ ♦ ♦ *

Veronica drove her iron horse with a terrifyingly hard face. The kidnapper of Ariadne, presumed to be Leda Picaro, escaped with magic. She was sure she didn’t get far, but she flew away and left no trace. The only thing she could trust was Erich.

Erich was in the process of tracking down where the culprit might have fled by analyzing the traces of magic remaining in the garden. The Snow Leopard Knights searched all the nearby villages. Erich told Veronica to wait until the chase was over. But Veronica could hardly sit still.

She was Ariadne’s escort knight. After she was appointed, she stayed by Ariadne’s side all the time, except for the occasional call to the punitive squad. She watched as the sickly little child, who had fallen at times, got well and grew taller little by little. She shut herself up in the manufacturing room and watched as she drilled and made the elixir. She was given one of her first elixirs by the child as a gift. She saw the process of setting up a workshop in Weaver. Even when she received the title of saint, she was by her side. She saw Ariadne’s birthday four times. She got her birthday presents from her four times, and she gave her birthday presents three times. She had been with them for a thousand days, and they had hundreds of laughs.

Veronica Brante was an orphan. She lost everything in a labyrinth near her village, and by chance she became a spirit knight and she survived alone. Weaver was a new home to her. Ariadne was her family. She’s a really cute little sister who’s smart but weak.

Veronica Brande was a genius. Since becoming an elemental knight, she has never failed. She never suffered any major injuries. For her, Ariadne’s disappearance was her first failure.

She lost everything and regained her new family. She was a simple person. She preferred to sleep or take a deep breath rather than think deeply. But she couldn’t sleep now. Veronica had been sick all day since morning. Her earrings, which hung on one side of her, jingled. 

It was a communication item. If there is a contaminated area in the communication route, it will be blocked, so messengers are mainly used these days, but it is a useful item in non-contaminated areas.

[The chase is over. Damn, it took a damn long time because of the unknown noise.] said Erich, taking his breath heavily.

“What, Noise?”

[Seeing that I’m not sure, it must be black magic. Damn it. I don’t know much about black magic.]

“Black magic.”

Veronica’s knuckles as she grabbed the iron horse turned white. She gritted her teeth.

“So, where is it?”

[Looks like a slope southeast of Larashua, but it’s not accurate because of the noise. He’s riding Conrad’s spirit water and flying right away.]

“I am closer. I’ll go first.”

[Hey! Wait! If there is a magician, go in with him.]

The end of Erich’s words, which had been shouting out loud, became blurred.

[Wait, what is that? Conrad? What is that? Is that what I thought? Nika, don’t go in alone. Wait. okay’?]

Communication was cut off with the sound of his bewildered question.

Veronica didn’t stop. She found it a little later than Erich in the sky. On the mountainside of an achromatic color where only white, gray, and black existed, a refreshing greenery was painted. Veronica, who had a lot of subjugation experience, immediately recognized what was going on. That’s what happens when her Elementalist embodies a realm around them. 

The atmosphere of the territory differed depending on which great spirit they had borrowed the power from, and the form was different for each elementalist, but anyway, that was the territory.

Veronica sped up her iron horse. If there was an Elementalist, there was a high probability that he would be fighting the Warlock. This was because the Elemental wizard couldn’t be on the same side as the warlock.

Upon receiving the Black Cup, all Great Spirits become hostile. Therefore, if you receive the black cup, you can no longer be an Elementalist. Since they couldn’t use the power of the Great Spirit, they eventually used their power by connecting channels elsewhere. Such people were called the apostles of the demon realm. Therefore, spiritists who could use elemental magic were unconditionally enemies of warlocks.

She drew her sword and broke into the territory. Since she had entered the Elementalist’s territory without permission, she prepared for a backlash, but she had no backlash. On the contrary, as if guiding her, her thick branches moved and made her a passage.

She ran across the aisle of branches that smelled like flowers. At the end of it came an empty lot with sunlight. In the center of the clearing, a platinum-haired girl was asleep, buried in morning glory vines. It was a peaceful scene that seemed inviolable.

Veronica reflexively set up her iron horse and jumped off. This seemed to be the center of the territory, but strangely, the Elementalist who created the territory was nowhere to be seen. She approached cautiously and called the girl’s name.

“Miss Ariadne…?”

Only after getting close to the vine did Veronica notice Ariadne’s condition. She’s blue with her frozen limbs and bloody frontal brush.

“No.”

Veronica turned pale and picked her up. The girl’s head bent helplessly.

“No, no, no!”

It reminded her of the moment when the village was annihilated. Her sister also had her neck broken at that time, just as feebly.