We left Circe’s Tower of Sealed Gods for a while and returned to Ende (formerly Dead End).
It was to entrust Oberon and Kaida’s baby to someone.
In Ende’s Capital Avel.
“I’m home!”
“Mother Mika!”
At the lord’s mansion, my daughter Licia-chan jumped at me with incredible speed.
“Mother, welcome back!”
“Yeah, I’m home~. Sorry for leaving you alone for so long.”
“It’s okay! I know you’re a busy person, Mother!”
Oh, what an understanding daughter she is, as always.
But she must have been lonely. She’s clinging to me and doesn’t want to let go.
I’m sorry.
Even if it’s just for a short time, I’ll give her all my love. I hug Licia-chan and pat her head.
“Hmm.”
“Sinri? Why are you holding out your hands and making such a greedy face?”
Sinri looks like she’s in her teens, appearance-wise. She’s already big (even though she’s an infant).
She also seems to want me to hold her…
“Mama Master. Hug~”
“What’s with ‘Mama Master’…”
I guess it’s Master + Mama?
This child also looks like an adult, but inside she’s still a child…
Huh? Is she a reverse Conan?
“How rude. Are you saying this high-performance AI with an IQ of 10 billion is a reverse Conan?”
Wow, that sounds really stupid.
Well, I understand that she wants to be spoiled.
“You’re next.”
“Aww.”
Seira-chan and her grandmother, Granse-san, came to Licia-chan.
“What’s wrong, Mika? Aren’t you supposed to be in Photuatua?”
“I just had some business to take care of.”
“Hmm… Oh, Oberon… and who’s this…?”
Seira-chan and Oberon already know each other.
But… no one here knows about Kaida.
“Let me introduce you. This is Kaida Kogen. He’s from another world, just like me.”
“Hmm…”
Seira-chan doesn’t seem too surprised.
“Aren’t you surprised?”
“Well, you’ve done so many things beyond this, haven’t you?”
That’s why she’s not surprised. I see…
How mature.
“Nice to meet you, miss. I’m Kaida Kogen.”
“Nice to meet you. I’m Licia Fart, taking care of various tasks in place of that lazy queen over there.”
The two shake hands.
“Fugyaa…”
The baby Oberon is holding starts to fuss.
“Hmm…? Oberon, what’s with that baby? Did you pick up a lost child…?”
Oh… I haven’t told them yet.
“It’s Oberon and Kaida’s baby.”
“……………………Huh?”
Seira-chan seems surprised by this.
Well, of course.
In the short time she didn’t see me, an acquaintance had a baby…
“……………………”
Seira-chan held her head, groaned a little, and then…
“Congratulations.”
“No reaction!?”
“No, I was surprised. I was surprised, but…”
Seira-chan sighed.
Sinri looks at Seira-chan and says,
“Seira seems to be used to abnormal situations because she’s always around Master, where the abnormal is the norm.”
“Oh, I see…”
Indeed, I’ve done a lot of things like this in front of Seira-chan…
It’s too much trouble to list them all…
“Yay! Congratulations, Oberon-san!”
Licia-chan accepted it normally, without any particular surprise or confusion.
What a broad-minded child…
“Well, she is the daughter of the insensitive God (Master).”
“Are you calling me the insensitive God, Sinri…?”
“Who else could I be talking about?”
No one else, I guess…
Seira-chan and the others stand next to Oberon, looking at the baby.
“Oberon-san, what’s the baby’s name?”
“That’s right, did you name him…?”
I hadn’t heard about it.
Kaida nods and says,
“We named her Maiya.”
“Maiya…? That’s a cute name.”
But it sounds like a girl’s name. I thought it was a boy.
Granse-san nods.
“I believe it means ‘Child of the Strong Fairy’ in ancient demon language.”
Demon language?
“It’s a type of inhuman language. It’s a language used by fairies and others who have lived since ancient times.”
“Oh… I see. Child of the Strong Fairy, huh?”
The fairy must be Oberon.
It’s a wish for her to live strongly.
Yeah.
“That’s a good name.”
Shwoon.
“…Shwoon?”
For a moment, it looked like Maiya-chan glowed…
“So, Oberon, what are you going to do now? You’ve made a child with someone from another world.”
What to do. In other words, will they stay here, or… will they go back to reality?
“I’m going to go to the other world with this child.”
“……………………I see.”
Seira-chan looks sad.
The two are good friends in their own way. She must be sad that her friend is going far away.
“Eh! That’s… I’m going to miss you…”
Sniffling, Licia-chan hugs Oberon.
“I’m sorry. It’s something I’ve already decided.”
“I see…”
Licia-chan doesn’t act selfishly beyond that and backs down. She’s such an understanding child.
I pat Licia-chan’s head as she cries.
“What do you think, Mika?”
“I think you should do what you want.”
I’ll be sad if the two of them leave. But this is their problem.
If they decided that this is what would make them happier, I won’t interfere.
Oh, but that’s right.
“If you’re going back to reality, we need to take some measures.”
“Oh, Master’s using her head for once. Is it going to rain?”
Sinri-chan, you have such a foul mouth.
“Indeed, in that form, you’ll be suspected over there. Both mother and child.”
Sinri looks at Oberon and her child.
From a distance, they look human-like. But… their pointed ears are still noticeable.
“I can use illusion magic to change our appearance.”
“Would that be difficult?”
Sinri denies Oberon’s idea.
“There’s no Maso (Mana) over there.”
“Mana?”
“It’s the source of Magic Power.”
What.
“So… you can’t recover Magic Power over there?”
“That’s right.”
“Seriously…”
Then they won’t be able to use magic.
Even though magic isn’t needed over there (it doesn’t exist in the first place), Oberon and Kaida will be in trouble if they can’t use illusion magic.
Hmm, what should I do?
I want to do something for these kids who are leaving. Because they’re my friends.
In short, I need to give them a way to replenish Maso (Mana) so they can use magic over there…
“Ah.”
That’s right. When it comes to creating Maso (Mana)…
“■(Box). Come here, Mei-chan.”
Pon, Mei-chan, a little girl, appears from the ■(Box).
“It’s Meeei!”
Mei-chan hugs me, so I lift her up.
Hmm. She’s gotten bigger again in the short time I haven’t seen her.
“Mama~? What’s wrong?”
“Mei-chan, you’re the Spirit of the World Tree, right?”
The World Tree. It’s the sacred tree that supplies Maso (Mana) to this world.
“Mei-chan, I want you to give me a branch of the World Tree.”
“Mee’s? Okay!”
When Mei-chan spreads her arms, a branch appears above her head.
I put Mei-chan down and catch the branch.
“I see. You’re going to bring the World Tree over there.”
Says Sinri.
“Huh…? Bring the World Tree…?”
Seira-chan’s eyes widen.
“Yeah. If there’s a World Tree, Maso (Mana) will be supplied, right?”
“Yeah, but…”
Oberon says, confused.
“But, Lord Mika. There’s no magic… no Maso (Mana) in the world Kaida-kun was in. If you bring the World Tree there… wouldn’t the world change?”
……………………Ah.
“Master…” “Mika…” “Lord Mika…”
Cold stares from everyone!
That’s right, Kaida is from the past, so there’s a risk of changing history.
If I let them take the World Tree, things will get even weirder!
Umm, umm.
“How about processing the World Tree into a different form than a tree?”
“A different form?”
“Yes. For example, making it into an accessory and setting it up so that it can’t be used for anything other than supplying Magic Power to the mother.”
“Oh, I see. Nice idea! …Eh?”
Everyone, including me, freezes.
“S-Sinri…? That just now… was that your voice?”
“No… that wasn’t my idea…”
“Eh, then who…?”
It wasn’t Seira-chan, Licia-chan, or Granse-san.
Of course, it wasn’t Mei-chan either.
…Which means.
Attention is focused on Oberon… no, on the child Oberon is holding.
The cute baby with white hair and red eyes…
“Why are you all staring at me? What is it, people?”
“Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-Sp-S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“Who else but you could do something so abnormal!?”
Y-yeah, I guess…
“Sinri…? What’s going on?”
Then, Sinri used the Omniscient and Omnipotent (Internet) to explain the situation.
“Just now, Master praised Maiya’s name, didn’t you?”
“Yes. I said it was a good name.”
“That’s it.”
“Huh…?”
“Because the Supreme God (Master) praised her name, the named Maiya-chan has evolved her existence.”
………………….Huh?
Haaah…!?
“I just praised her name!?”
“It is an endorsement from the Supreme God who controls all of creation. It is only natural that power would dwell within her.”
““This makes no sense…!””
I, Fairy King Oberon, and Seira-chan couldn’t help but retort…