4 – Chapter 2. Does the Helicopter Spirit Dream of a Duke’s Adopted Daughter – 1
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The 7th excavation group branch of the Relics Research Center hastily established within the 7th excavation group.
Contrary to its grand name, it was a place where three archaeological experts flaunted each other’s knowledge in a small room and bit each other’s opinions.
A few days ago, the relic research institute in the capital of the kingdom received information that a new type of relic and even humanoid spirits had been discovered.
To be precise, it was the information that General Kirst shed to an acquaintance, the head of the research institute.
Those who were selected through a rivalry of several hundred to three in the lab engulfed in extreme excitement arrived here along with the Kingdom’s II Corps.
The spirit in the form of a girl was forbidden to meet, but research on new relics was denied.
Relics maniacs, they were attached to the helicopter for a long time to investigate, and then suddenly became curious about the name of the relic.
“Can I ask when the spirit wakes up?”
“I heard that the spirits rarely talk about this.”
“It’s surprising. The spirits would only be interested in the relics they inhabit.”
“You say that Master Lang is more interested in things other than her own s*xual relics. It may be a characteristic of a humanoid spirit.”
“Oh, that’s right.”
Among relic researchers, ‘Master’ was a nickname for the spirit of Master Chromanium, and ‘Queen’ was a nickname for the spirit of Arumanan.
Having lived for over 100 years, they were treated as guardian deities in their respective countries.
And in front of them was the body of a spirit that would become the guardian deity of the Selmeier Kingdom. As an archeology maniac, I couldn’t stand it.
After scouring the helicopter, they finally found an ancient word written on the tail of the relic.
Those who can read ancient languages substituted those words with the characters of the Holy Kingdom.
“M, I, S, F, I, R, E”
“Misfire? Misfire? What a weak name.”
The middle-aged man shook his head at the young woman’s words.
“No. You read it wrong.”
“Yes? However… ….”
A middle-aged man asked a question while interrupting the woman who was about to refute.
“What is the age of this artifact?”
The young man answered the middle-aged man’s question.
“The estimated age is from the 4th ancient war to before the Shinma War.”
“Yes. What country ruled this area at that time?”
“The Empire of Artion.”
The woman who gave the answer reflexively had a surprised expression on her face.
“Upside down!”
The middle-aged man nodded his head with satisfaction.
“Then… …. Erifsim? Is it pronounced ‘Emsim’?”
“Although notationally, in the language of the Athenian Empire, when an ‘i’ comes after ‘fs’, it is usually pronounced as ‘Pu’ni ‘Pyol’.”
At the young man’s words, the middle-aged man raised his head and looked at the helicopter.
“Erifen.”
“Wait a minute. Could the word ‘Fin’ be derived from ‘Seraphim’, the title of an archangel?”
“It’s possible.”
“What is ‘Eri’?”
“Looking at the shape of a dragon… …. Are there any dragons that lived in this area?”
At the middle-aged man’s question, the young man took out one of the books piled in the back and began to turn the pages.
“Uh, there were no dragons living in Artion at that time, and there were a few of them in the previous generation. ‘Skamu Ducha’, ‘Keraon Mackra’, ‘Estariunen’… ….”
“Estalyunen? What kind?”
The young man closed the book and raised his glasses.
“This is Silver Dragon.”
“I’m sure.”
The three researchers looked around the helicopter anew. A relic that embodies the figure of a silver dragon who lived in the past and is blessed by an archangel. They looked at him for a long time, who would become the guardian deity of the kingdom in the future.
…… When she finished the story, she saw a young female researcher with tears in her eyes, drenched in emotion.
As soon as she heard the word [Misfire], For a moment a shock enough to stagger her body hit her head, but nothing came to mind.
However, seeing that there was no response to the word ‘erifsim’, ‘misfire’ seemed to be the correct name.
We have come too far to clear up the misunderstanding.
With the name of the newly built ‘Erif’, the family register was also registered in Armion’s family, and the name of the helicopter I was riding was officially registered as ‘Erifun’.
Guys who act needlessly fast.
After taking a deep breath, I told the researchers what I knew.
“So the relics that look like this are called ‘helicopters’ or ‘helicopters’ for short!”
“Yes.”
“The propeller attached to the biplane-shaped flying relic is attached to the top so that it can hover and move freely… ….”
He spread out a drawing of a helicopter and gave a rough nod to the people who were discussing with a lot of excitement, then looked up at Armion who was standing next to him.
“Hmm?”
He became my adoptive father in the family register and smiled kindly. I was somewhat embarrassed and turned my gaze back to the drawing.
“Thank you very much for today.”
After chatting with each other for a while, they came to a conclusion and nodded their heads to thank me, and they all seemed moved.
A young female researcher approached me and said, clasping my hand.
“If you go to the capital, please visit the research center often, princess.”
Ball…… I beg your pardon?
She frowned when she heard a word she shouldn’t have heard, and the woman waved her hand, wondering what she had misunderstood.
“Ah, sorry. However, there is already one ‘Queen’……. Just think of it as a cute nickname.”
No, the word princess itself is a problem. My mind is a man
I wanted to assert that, but all I could say was a few words.
“Princess, no.”
He said with a frown on his face, but in the eyes of the woman, it seemed that a child was fighting.
“Whoa. Be cute all right. I will call you Erif-sama from now on.”
I’ll leave it there and talk about the princess in the back. She let out a sigh.
I left the 7th excavation site after being sent off by the researchers.
After touching the key, knowledge about relics and spirits has accumulated to some extent, so I can roughly understand what this place is doing and what kind of treatment and expectations I am receiving.
The pendant hanging from my neck contained a silver helicopter that could be called my ‘body’.
It is said that I can only take it out by saying the command I have set so that it cannot be taken out except in an emergency.
After holding the pendant tightly once, I got on Armion’s car.
It was a mass production version of [Saber Tiger Type]. I liked the slender body of the car.
“Let’s go home first.”
Armion beat the priest a while ago. It was a little burdensome to say that it was because of me, but he nailed it that it was originally planned.
A black saber tiger went on a bumpy dirt road. I surrendered myself to the gentle shaking and fell asleep.
“Erif.”
With a hand gently shaking her shoulder, she struggled to push her eyelids up. Through the open door, Armion’s face was visible.
“You have to get up.”
I was bothered by the constant shaking of my body, so I grabbed the hand and stood up. He closed his eyes while still holding Armion’s hand.
After a while, the body floated in the air.
“Ah!”
I remember that I bumped into Armion’s head while riding on Armion’s shoulder the last time.
“Won. Guy too.”
As I hung on Armion’s wide back, I fell asleep again. Why are you so sleep deprived?
Ding Dong-
「Who are you?」
“Baltan! It’s me, Armion.”
“Second Master!”
Rumble
When the huge front door opened, Armion pushed the door over his shoulder and entered.
The garden I’ve seen in a long time, though I’m familiar with it, is still lined with various plants.
As the gardener showed his skill, the old trees greeted him with a clean look.
The guards waiting near the door recognized him and ran to him in surprise. They wanted to pick up the girl Armion was carrying, but Armion shook his head.
The front door that was far away opened and an old butler ran out.
“Second Master! You have been here for a long time.”
After greeting Armion, the butler looked at him. Fortunately, he was in good health.
The butler, who realized that the silver-haired girl Armion was carrying was his adopted daughter, entered the house with him.
“Are you here?”
“Yes.”
That was the end of the greetings of the brothers who met after 4 years.
Armion put Erif on the sofa opposite his older brother, who was glancing at this side of the newspaper, pretending not to be interested.
Just then, the head of this family and the older brother of Armion, the current Duke of Cruel, Ezerion Cruel, folded the newspaper and looked carefully at the sleeping girl.
Beautiful face with bright silver hair. Are you about thirteen years old? Although he had two children, it was always difficult to guess his age by his appearance.
Anyway, he seemed younger than his 15-year-old son.
“So, what is the purpose of putting the child in the family register?”
Humanoid spirits are treated as the guardian deities of the country.
The Empire’s Master Chromanium has made great achievements in numerous wars for a long time and has been worshiped as the best general and god of war in the Empire, and even has an army under his command.
Canael’s Arumanan personally owns some of the floating islands, and commands the entire kingdom wing.
No matter how much the Cruel family was the founder and duke of the Selmeier Kingdom, it was a somewhat burdensome existence for a single family to embrace.
“Erif is different from Master Chromanium and Arumanan. I don’t know what will happen in the future, but for now, Jericho is an existence that needs to be protected. And that role was given to us by our family.”
“Hmm.”
Although he was the second son of the duke family, he was a younger brother who took an unusual path, such as entering the battlefield, building a major and fame, and becoming a priest after the war.
Ezerion, who had always been watching him, wanted to know what this meant again, so he accepted the humanoid spirit as his family. Of course, there were other intentions as well.
The question you just asked was just a formal question.
Seeing that he was brought here safely, it seemed that he had finished talking with other places where the spirit and interests were entangled. There was no need to do any post-processing.
Besides, since he had already decided to accept the spirit, he couldn’t change it, so Ezerion listened to the newspaper again without saying anything.
The story of the humanoid spirit has not been published in the newspapers for the past few days, probably because it has a pretty strong embargo.
From the day he received the notice from his brother, Leon looked at the newspaper with anger in his heart, and finally put down the newspaper completely.
“But… …. You must be very tired.”
Armion, who paused for a moment at the word “Nephew” That came out of Leon’s mouth, raised the corner of his mouth and woke Erif.
“Erif. Erif?”
When he heard the familiar name, his brain woke up first. As I lifted my eyelids as I commanded my gently shaking body to stand up, I saw a mature man with an unfamiliar yet familiar face staring at me.
“Ah.”
As soon as I saw their faces, I knew they were Armion’s family. Judging by his approximate age, he is probably the older brother.
I got up from my seat and bowed my back because I thought it would be easier to see better.
“Hello.”
I learned simple greetings, so I was able to speak without going through an interpreter.
After bowing for a while, I looked up and saw Armion’s older brother making a subtle expression.
“Is this child really a spirit?”
“Like a human?”
As he sat down again, Armion patted his head. He shook his head to and fro until the big hand stopped. After a while, Armion’s older brother said.
“I forgot to introduce myself. It is said to be Ezerion, the head of the Duke of Cruel. I will become your uncle in the family register.”
While saying those words, Ezerion looked at Armion. Armion looked at me, and I said to Izerion.
“Listen. Does not matter.”
Now, Leon nodded his head as he held up the interpreter bracelet on his wrist.
“Okay. Did you say erif? Good luck in the future.”
Now Leon held out his hand. In order to leave a good impression, he held his hand with both hands, smiling as brightly as possible.
“Thank you.”
Surprised by Erif’s smile, Ezerion released her hand. She felt similar to when she had met Aruma Nan in the past.
He turned his gaze away from his seemingly enchanted figure, and picked up the newspaper on the table again.
“Then, introduce yourself to the people in your family.”
“Okay.”
Armion took Erif’s hand and went out of the drawing room.
It was not known whether accepting a humanoid spirit would be a blessing to the family or a disaster.
Still, Jezerion, who had some confidence in seeing people, was quite generous with his younger brother and his new nephew.
If Erif could one day grow up like Master Chromium or Aruma Nan and become the guardian deity of the Selmeier Kingdom, the Duke of Cruel, who accepted her and supported her, would have greater power than now.
Armion probably didn’t bring the spirit here with that in mind, but Ezerion was careful to use what he was able to use.
He was able to bear some burdensome work until then.
Lee Je-Rion’s lips drew an arc. Throwing away the newspaper that didn’t even catch my eye, he smiled quietly alone in the drawing room.