47 06. The Good Man regains what he lost




 I watched from a distance as Nature's tribe worshipped the altar and their ancestors.
 Just a quick look at them is enough to make it clear. You can tell at a glance that this land is very important to them, where their ancestors have remained for generations.
 So I will watch them until they are satisfied.

"Huh?

 The next thing you know, the clan has begun a ceremony.
 At first, everyone was just so moved by the emotion that they were all worshipping, but before you knew it, the clan's elders were leading the movement.

 Movements like dances, whispers with rhythm like songs.
 Rituals found in primitive, spirit beliefs.

 In response to the ritual, a force is gathered at the altar.
 And as I watch, I wonder what's going on.

Aaaaah!

 Suddenly a man cried out in anguish and collapsed, coughing up blood.

What's the matter with you?
"It's okay ...... this is a necessary thing

 In a hoarse voice the elder replied.
 I'm not as bad as the man, but the elder seems to be in pain too.
 He's faltering on his feet and looks like he's about to fall.

Is this necessary?
"A ritual to welcome back the 'blood' that has been passed down through the family from generation to generation, to welcome the 'blood' back into the family.

 The elder repeating like a raving idiot.
 Nothing can stop it.

 I have observed the ritual and the forces gathering in response to it.
 I don't understand the rituals, but I do understand the flow of power.
 It calls together the magic of the earth, the power that is in nature, and brings together clans of men to become one medium to exert that power in unison.

 In other words, to summon the power of nature, to invoke magic with the whole clan.

 I get it, and I also get another thing.
 It's clear that we don't have enough vessels.
 For the vast magic of nature, there weren't enough humans in the clan.

 There's a limit to how much humans can handle, and it varies from person to person.
 The rituals are performed by a large number of people - similar to the parallelism of the Mupapato - by forcibly increasing the capacity.
 That's ...... not enough.
 The number of people gathered is clearly not enough for the force.

 It's not just the man who fell, but the men and women of the clan, adults and children, all on top of each other's heads.
 They're all red from head to toe, blood vessels are about to burst and they all look like they're in agony.
 I know that the power is so great that it's about to explode.

 After observing the flow of magic, I stepped into the circle of the Nature clan.

Ah, ......
"Huh?
"It's easier ...... why

 There was a bewilderment from all parts of the clan.

Continue.

 He said in a short but clear tone.
 Immediately, some people--some of them quicker than others, including the elders--understood the situation.
 I stepped in and enlarged the vessel.

 The power of nature passing through my body was almost the same as an SSS-ranked 120% of full magical power.
 Considering the time of reincarnation, that means magic power equal to a god.
 No wonder the mortals couldn't bear it.

 But I can, so I stepped in between.
 The quicker ones have all looked at me with respect.
 The way the load on my body diminished, I understood what it meant for me to step in.

 If I had been left to fend for myself, my body would have exploded under the spell of nature.
 I'm sure they could have done it in the past, but they can't do it now that they've been driven from the Holy Land and their clan is greatly reduced.

 With me, an SSS-ranked man, taking over 90% of the power pathways, the ritual moved smoothly to the next level.
 Power gathered at the altar, whirling like a whirlwind into one place.

 And the result is.

It's really blood. ......

 I couldn't help but mutter to myself.
 I thought their "blood" was some kind of metaphor, but it's not so.
 It's a drop of blood, sparkling like a jewel, floating in the air, created by nature through the altar and the clan (+me).

Mia Vera.
"Yes.

 The elders called and a girl answered.
 The girl got up and went toward the blood.

 She was a beautiful girl.
 She was more than Xiaomei and less than Eliza - about fourteen years old.
 She was unforgettable at first sight, a beautiful girl that was quite striking.

 She stood in front of the blood, clasped her hands together in prayer and then slowly picked it up and pulled it into her chest.

 The blood melted into her.

 Blood inheritance.
 So that was just what she said.

 Just after I was convinced, I saw an unbelievable scene.
 She was already a beautiful girl, but she became even more beautiful in the blink of an eye.

 In just a few seconds, she had fully absorbed the blood and became the most beautiful girl in my life--the most beautiful girl in my SSS-ranked life and all of her previous lives combined--for decades.

 Hatching .
 A beautiful girl hatched into a beautiful girl of the world.

Oooh.
"The ritual is a success.
"O our light!

 This time the clan began to worship one by one against Mia Vera.

 Feeling as if the fox had pinched me, I asked the Philosopher's Stone why.


 Information about the "blood" of the Nature clan.

 The answer was immediately apparent.
 From generation to generation, Nature's clan performed a ritual on the most beautiful girl in the clan, passing on the element of beauty.

 Only beauty is passed down, condensed, and then passed on to the next generation.
 It is the blood of beauty passed down from generation to generation, a thoroughbred of beauty, so to speak.

 One hundred years ago, the emperor of the empire tried with all his might to obtain the most beautiful woman on earth, but was unable to do so, so he cast a spiteful curse on his clan, pushing them to the frontier and destroying this altar in their holy land.
 After destroying it, he carefully sprinkled salt on it.

 I took it back and restored the ceremonial altar.
 So the beauty condensed over a hundred years was passed on to a new girl again.

God of salvation.

 When the ceremony was over, the elder turned to me and spoke to me in a hushed voice.

What?
"I would like to say thank you from the bottom of my heart for bringing back our history, our soul.
Good for you.
We hope you will accept our thanks.
"You mean presents?

 The elder nodded.
 At the same time, the other clansmen focused their gaze on me. Enthusiastic eyes.

 Hundreds of eager eyes at once, gratitude.
 Apparently, I can't help but receive them.

 I know what happened, and I understand their gratitude.

Our most precious treasure.
Okay, I'll take it.
"Then ......

 The elder said and Mia Vera came toward me.
 The most beautiful girl I've ever seen, a girl of concentrated beauty.

 I was wondering if I was going to receive it from her.

"Thank you, God of our salvation.

 Miavela knelt down in front of me and bows her head deeply.

"...... you mean," she said.
"Yes.
I see.

 The most important thing, the one who has inherited the blood.
 I didn't expect that, but now that it's here, it's understandable.

You gave me something special and I will give it back to you.
"Oh no! This is our feeling--

 Ask the Philosopher's Stone. The wise stone told me how to do what I want to do.
 Close your eyes, hold out your hand, and unfold the magic circle.

 It's one of the hardest spells I've ever done, and I'm going to cast it on someone (、、、、、), so I did it carefully.

 And then...

And then... she's even more beautiful!

 I heard the clansmen start to buzz one by one in astonishment, and I realized that the magic had succeeded.
 I opened my eyes and looked at Mia Vera.

 She is sticky on her face with a curious expression.
 To the surprise of everyone around her, she was even more beautiful.

 All of Nature's clan around her look in disbelief.

God, what the hell is this ......

 The elder asked me.

"Don't worry, I didn't add anything weird. A hundred years lost, I guess you could say.
"One Hundred Years Lost: ......
"Yeah. For the last hundred years, we've been giving back what everyone really could have done. And I gave it back to you with an application of spacetime magic. That's why--

It's everyone's rightful possession.

 The buzzing grew even louder - and then, in a flash, the whole clan knelt down to me.
 Everyone, young and old, men and women, showed me even more gratitude than before.
 It chills me a little that this is all in return.