The Guild Master of Demon Hunters that the Empire is Obsessed With

49 – Farewell at Dawn (11)

“I can’t make that.”

Once Ornette answered, Isiste threw a tantrum.

“Then I can’t help it. Cut me down, you bastard! Rape you bastard! Before I charge you with rape!”

“Sue? Yes, let’s go! Go find a judicial scrivener or a lawyer and do it according to the law! Let’s see if the testimony without evidence that a human raped an elf secondary mage a few years ago is stronger, or the original commission contract is stronger!”

Then Isiste visibly panicked and her lips trembled.

“The original contract…? You have it…?”

“Did you really think I would just pass by? One hundred and thirty gold coins isn’t even a bastard’s name.”

“Are you harassing me? Huh? Are you threatening me like you were raping me?”

“They keep calling it rape, but you must have cheated first. And if you don’t believe me, come to the guild. I’ll show you myself.”

Isiste’s green eyes began to tremble when she realized that my words were not false.

Isiste looked at me and Ornette and sighed deeply.

Then he cast Dogeja while touching his forehead to the ground.

“Leonard… Take a look at me… It’s because I’m really having a hard time. I don’t have any money right now… We weren’t like this.”

“Then how was your relationship?”

“We liked each other. That’s why we were there then on this floor of the cabin inn huh? I huh? Remember?”

“Sometimes it was rape. And I never liked you.”

“No no, I just said that as a joke. You’re right. I put sleeping pills in your canteen. I’ve never seen a beautiful person like you before, so I couldn’t come to my senses. Huh? So, give me a hundred coins. No, even fifty coins.”

I sighed and shook my head.

“Once I got it, let’s do some business from here.”

“Is that so?”

Isiste hurriedly tidied up his sofa, his face flushed.

“Is it okay for a town hall wizard to decorate his office with something like this?”

“This is one of the things I have presented to City Hall as a condition for entering here…”

“You pitiful b*tch. As a magician, you don’t have a penny because you have tattoos, and you get a job at best, but you’re doing bad things, tsk tsk.”

Isiste, who would normally have poured out insults at my criticism, but now he just smiled embarrassingly when he realized that he was thorough.

“Come on, sit down. Leonard and the pretty baby over there.”

Ornette and I sat down on the sofa, and Isis Te gently knelt down in front of us.

I don’t need to do that.

“Would you like some tea?”

“I know what you’re going to ride there.”

“Ahahahaha…”

“I want a drink. Give me something like a snack.”

Suddenly, Ornette interrupted.

“Huh? Yeah yeah. Okay. Wait a minute.”

Isis Te rushed at him, opened the door, and stuck out his head.

“Here, here! Customers’ tea and sweet snacks! Hurry up! Hurry up!”

Returning back to his knees, Isiste let out a servile laugh.

“Wait a minute. By the way, what’s the pretty baby’s name?”

“Ornette. I came here because I was curious about this child’s identity. Can you recognize it?”

Isiste looked at Ornette with green eyes.

“Brilliant Light of Dawn, what a pretty name. But what exactly is this? You should explain the context first.”

“I think it’s a relic of Orléans.”

“Oh, Orléans…?! Artifact?!”

When Isiste heard the name, she half stood up in surprise.

“Did that crazy bastard die? How the hell? No one could kill him, did he die of old age? No, he doesn’t grow old? Then suicide? How the hell?”

“I killed it.”

“What?! You want Orléans? What nonsense are you talking about? He’s a high wizard!?”

I explained to Isiste what happened in Elodi Village.

Listening to that story, Isiste’s complexion grew worse and worse.

“Wow, f*ck… Then I almost really looked around…”

“Then, why bother with the subject of secondary wizards?”

“Like when we first met, I thought you were a crap… Heeik?!”

As he raised his fist, Isiste shrank back.

“Anyway, that psychopath did that? Pulling will and emotion out of a human and physically separating them? Ha, that’s really absurd.”

“I didn’t come here to hear reviews of Orléans’ experiments. So what is this? Orléans reincarnated, the embodiment of the essence of magical power? Or is it something else?”

Isiste did not answer right away and looked at Ornette for a long time.

Ornette calmly received that gaze with sea-blue eyes.

“They really do look alike.”

Isiste, who had been muttering, looked at me and asked.

“Have you ever heard of Mementorix?”

“What is that?”

“A magical device that enables immediate reincarnation upon death.”

So, is Ornette really the reincarnation of Orléans?

Sup, that would be difficult.

You look so delicate and pretty now, but there’s no law telling you not to do crazy things later when you grow up.

“But it’s a bit strange…”

Isiste murmured again and knelt towards Ornette.

“Normal Mementorix doesn’t work this way…”

As Isiste pulled Ornette’s cheek, Ornette percussion-removed her hand.

Then, at the point where Ornette and Isiste’s hands met, sparks of blue magic flew out.

“heheheh? It’s cute.”

There was another strong spark in Isiste’s hand as she pinched the ball on the other side.

“Wow! That’s really strong…”

Isis Te, startled, squeezed his wrists and backed off to his knees.

“Don’t keep muttering to yourself, explain yourself.”

“So it’s like this. When I only heard you, I’m sure the farewell at dawn? Because that jewel is Mementorix of Orléans?”

“But?”

“But Mementorix doesn’t really work like this. If it’s a normal Mementorix, Orléans should be resurrected as it was when it was alive.”

“Is that so?”

“Uh. You can resurrect only once by collecting the essence of your magical power, and when you resurrect, you will be as you were when you were alive. But this isn’t the case.”

Isiste asked, looking up and down at Ornette.

“Did you run or split?”

Look at that crazy b*tch expressing himself.

“There is no correlation between my gender and Mementorix.”

Once Ornette was serious, Isiste looked at me with a questioning look.

“I don’t know.”

“It’s strange if it’s a man, and it’s strange if it’s a woman. There’s no mementorix that reincarnates as a child. Going against time is something even archmages can’t do.”

“So what are you talking about?”

Then the door opened and a government official came inside carrying a tray of refreshments ordered by Isiste.

“Give me this. I’ll take care of it.”

Isiste took the tray and kicked out the official.

“Now, everyone, have a glass. Didn’t you say ornette? Here are some snacks.”

Ornette took a sip of her tea and immediately began chewing on the snack.

That’s different from his body, he eats well.

Asked Isiste, who knelt down and took a sip of the tea.

“What experiment did Orléans do?”

“Separation of human personality… Could it be…?”

“I don’t know, but I think that might be it.”

“You mean Ornette is part of Orléans’ personality?”

“He did a bit of that. Something a bit, huh? He’s a man, but a bit feminine.”

“You mean you separate your femininity from the parting at dawn?”

“If it’s not that, it can’t be explained, and if it’s that, it can be explained.”

There is a point in what Isiste said.

With that, everything fits together.

But I have one question.

“Hey, I don’t remember a single thing about farewell at dawn. How can I explain that?”

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“Isn’t it obvious? What does the jewel remember?”

“It’s a separate personality. Then shouldn’t you be able to see, hear and feel?”

“That’s only possible when you have a form. How do you see, hear, and feel when you don’t have eyes, nose, or mouth? Huh? Are you an idiot? You’re completely headless… I’m sorry!”

I asked while trying to feed honey chestnuts to Isiste’s head.

“Oh, but he does remember a few things. Did he say that he was someone who wanted him and someone who was kind to him? Am I right?”

Ornette didn’t answer and just ate snacks and tea.

There are very few real words.

“Huh, what the hell is that…”

Isiste frowned as she drank tea.

“I wonder if I’m the one who wants him. Every time I think I want to recruit a wizard into the guild, the jewel vibrates.”

“Really? Well, sometimes magic responds to strong desire. Then that’s enough. What kind of being did you treat kindly?”

“Orléans?”

“Ummm, is that so. Then it’s kind of scary. It’s like a pseudo-love using a part of your personality. As a child like that.”

Isiste glanced at Ornette and her body trembled slightly.

“Don’t belittle me like that.”

Ornette, who was eating snacks, suddenly opened her mouth.

“Elf It’s not as vulgar and filthy as you say.”

“Huh? Did you feel bad? I’m sorry.”

Isis Te smiled shyly and put his hands together as if asking for forgiveness.

But isn’t Ornette glaring at Isiste with calm sea-blue eyes rather than becoming indifferent as usual?

“He looks really upset.”

Isiste looked back at me as if asking for help, but could it be me?

He shrugged his shoulders and brought up another question.

“But here’s the odd one. He’s not a complete idiot? He knows everything he knows? Where did he get that knowledge from?”

“If that’s the case, I’m sure it wasn’t something he learned before he was separated by the Separation at Dawn. Orléans wouldn’t have separated his personality right after he was born.”

“That’s strange too. Then there should be memories from before that, but why aren’t there?”

As I kept asking, Isiste frowned.

“I don’t even know that much! How can a middle-level wizard who is only 250 years old learn more about the magic of a high-level wizard who doesn’t know how many years he’s lived?!”

“It’s not sh*t, really. It’s like Gao Chung, a tattoo poo.”

“What do you mean?”

“Okay, then the conclusion is that this is a separate personality of Orléans, isn’t it? Not Orléans.”

“My guess is yes. I’m not sure.”

“Okay. Then there’s nothing more to do.”

When he got up, Ornette followed him up, brushing off the cookie crumbs from his hands.

Isiste quickly grabbed my pants crotch.

“So, then the commission fee is reduced?!”

“What are you talking about? Why should I cut that off?”

“Profit! You said you knew it for sure!”

“I said I knew, but I never said I would.”

“You bastard! Then loosen the coordinate recognition range limit!”

“Then I’m going to take it out again. Money, as you said earlier, is part of your salary.”

“What?!”

“Since there is a contract, I will seize your salary through a judicial scrivener.”

“Aagh!”

Angry to the point of his head, Isis Te began to cast some deadly magic.

However, the blue magic in her hand was extinguished before it materialized.

Looking at what’s going on, aren’t Isiste’s eyes wandering?

“Hey, Leonard… It’s against the law to suddenly act kindly like this after pretending to kill him…”

Oh my gosh. You’ve been caught in Ornette’s vision.

Ornette stared at Isiste, who was rustling her pelvis, staring at her in silence.

I can’t tell if she’s pathetic or if she just doesn’t have any thoughts just by looking at her eyes.

“Let’s go.”

I took Ornette and passed Isiste and left her room.

Isiste’s coquettish voice mixed with nasal sounds came from behind.

“Hey, Leonard… I’ll give you a hug. Come here… I’ll pull out every single drop so that it’s empty today hohong…”

Such a crazy b*tch, tsk tsk.

“But what about recognizing the coordinates? If you do that, you can’t go out of the city on foot?”

“I can’t go out. I can’t recognize the space outside the city itself.”

An unheard of and unheard of magic…. Dog is scary