Chapter 5 : Spirit Creation Magic
I decided to learn 《Petit Dimordi》 magic from Beelzebub.
Though I always yearned for someone to teach me magic, I never expected that I would be taught by the Magic Core of the Ruler of the Seven Deadly Sins in 《Den of Battle Rat》 nonetheless.
To activate the magic, I must construct a clear image of the magic square in my head while at the same time reproduce the induced phenomenon in detail inside my head, and then I needed to convert the Odo in my body to the type of necessary magic power.
In case of high ranking magic, one might need one lifetime just to learn one of them..
First, because one needed a training for Spirit Creation Magic, I tried to create a little chick based on what Beelzebub taught me, but even that was extremely difficult.
Despite the fact that I’d estimated it would take me a long time to learn that magic, having failed after just half a day of training, I tore my clothed and used the ripped pieces to wrap Beelzebub Magic core and tied it to my arm, then climbed upward as I stabbed my《Poor’s Blade Popo》into the tunnel to destroy the tunnel.
Thanks to Beelzebub’s Magic Core light, I could see the surrounding.
I returned to the place where I was almost killed by Battle Rat due to the《Decoy》 used by Gilbert on me.
I moved carefully observing the surrounding and went back to where I left my luggage.
The mana lamp and Gilbert spare magic vessel inside of the luggage…. Was now broken after being stepped on by the Battle Rat. What a waste!
By the way, I stroked Gilbert’s magic sword with stone laying nearby to widen the fissure.
『The hell you are doing? Don’t you have to secure food now? 』
「….. I can secure around 100000 Temis even with just its magic core and Battle bone. Both should be at least made from Devil and Demon Beast of D-Rank.」
『I am dumbfounded, what an unsightly sight.』
Said Beelzebub as though she admired my action.
Yeah, I was ashamed indeed.
Despite being in such a pinch, the first thing I thought of was those guys’ magic tools.
But, that was how painful it was for poor people.
Even now, living was already hard for me.
Even the 10000 Temis of hardword which I borrowed from my best friend, Mani, had yet to be returned.
Though Mani never urged me to return the money right away, it didn’t mean that she was living an easy life either.
One way or another, I wanted to get a surplus of 10000 Temis during this Battle Rat riot.
I was really disgusted by myself.
And naturally speaking, none of the supply food in the luggage remained.
But fortunately the water vessel made from demon sheep stomach was safe and sound.
Those Battle Rat hadn’t eaten it since they might avoided it due to the material used for its paint.
Now I could secure water with this vessel and though I was not all that inclined to do this, when push came to shove, I could use this vessel as emergency rations.
Though I couldn’t move around freely to look for a place where the underground water oozed out, since I’d mine, Morgan;s, and Gilbert’s water vessels with me, I wouldn’t have any problems with water provision for a while.
I shaved the moss at the depth of the wall and foraged imp mushroom.
This was the kind of light brown moss at the basement, it could purify the air of Demon labyrinth to some extent.
It’s often used for medicinal purposes.
Imp mushroom was a rugged mushroom with green color.
It’s a poisonous mushroom, the poison could be rid by pickling in water.
I threw away the stem since it couldn’t be eaten.
Though everything looked just fine, as expected, it was too bitter with only moss on the depth of the earth, it wasn’t a food.
It wasn’t all that bad if I ate it with my eyes shut.
Meal is the basic of living, my late father used to say those words.
Even this knowledge about food was taught to me by my father.
My late father, who was also a porter used to say, 『Even if you’re powerless, being able to cook is surprisingly convenient』.
Nevertheless… I who basically never had the guts to cook for others party members, since it was common knowledge that you ate preserved rations during demon labyrinth exploration, never had my chance to show off my culinary skills.
Unlike me, the thing that my highly sociable father found useful to rake up quite a lot of money for him.
I took out a plate with deep bottom and filled its indention with water, pickled the Imp mushroom in the water and brought it to boil with 《Torch》’s fire.
Now the imp mushroom would discharge its liquid.
The discharged liquid contained traces of sugar and tasted like Red Beef.
After pickling it for a while, I took out the mushroom and threw it on the ground and pickled another one in warm water.
『Mu, you’re throwing it away? 』
「Since I only need its soup stock.」
Since Imp mushroom poison could be gotten rid of by boiling, the only way was to cook it was in warm water.
The mushroom couldn’t be used as a food due to its poison, but it’s okay as long as it’s prepared with the right method.
I repeated the same steps, and brought it to boil with 《Torch》, added Depth of Earth Moss and a pinch of salt from small bottle at the end.
《Depth of Earth Moss Soup》 is ready.
Thanks to the strong flavor of Imp mushroom, one wouldn’t feel the nasty taste and smell of Depth of Earth Moss in the finished product.
The warm soup spread as it satiated me.
And then, I felt a pang of fatigue attack me.
With this, I could strive forward for the next lesson of Spirit Creation Magic.
『Quite elaborate things you do there. Uhm, it’s fresh too. You see, back in 《Spirit World》 there’s really nothing to eat at all. And here I think that using liquor to grill meat was good enough. Those fellas were a huge fools for sure.』
Said Beelzebub with somewhat vexed tone.
『Oi you bastard, treat me to that soup once you learn 《Petit Dimordi》.』
…. Certainly my hunger had soothed since this was an extreme situation but, are you sure? This soup isn’t such a great thing you know.
After that, I continued my lesson to learn Spirit Creation Magic from Beelzebub-Sensei.
Though I hurriedly hid myself inside the depth of the tunnel when a Battle Rat came, I finally created chick spirit and made it move.
Since this was the basic of the basic of Spirit Creation magic and wasn’t recorded in my personal information when I used 《Imu》on myself, nevertheless I still felt proud.
Reason, because the adventurer who could use Spirit Creation Magic was in the extreme minority.
Since one couldn’t learn it unless taught by a full fledged human user of this magic.
In order to avoid getting attacked by the Battle Rat, I fixed my body position in the small and narrow tunnel and stayed idle in it.
Two days later-(Though I have no way to confirm the number of the days since I couldn’t see the sun outside)- I successfully created the spirit of cat beast.
And then moving on to the third day, since I couldn’t get any food ingredients around the range where I could move, I roasted the emptied water container made from the stomach of demon and ate it after sprinkling salt over it.
But, I finally mastered 《Petit Dimordi》.
「《Petit Dimordi》! 」
I took out Beelzebub’s Magic Core and invoked the magic.
The Magic square shone.
A girl with big eyes and golden pupils with purple colored skin appeared from the middle of the magic square.
With big, sadistic smile on her face, pairs of horn grew from her head.
Red magic square was carved on her chest.
I who hadn’t imagined her to be such a breathtaking beauty ended up speechless.
「Uhm, my own fleshy body after so long is…. Not bad at all. Though it’s still a far cry from my original body, it’s more than enough to slaughter the likes of rats. Well then Dean, let’s leave this boring place immediately.」
When Beelzebub licked her red nails, pairs of canines peeked out from her mouth.
But then, almost instantly, I was attacked by extreme lethargy and nausea.
I felt something uncomfortable run through my head, messing up my train of thought. Bracing myself from collapsing, was already hard enough for me.
I dropped Beelzebub magic core which cancelled her avatar.
『WHY, TELL ME WHY DEAN! ? 』
Sharp critism flew from the magic core towards me.
I fell on my knees and then wiped the sweat on my forehead.
「P-Please let me to rest for a while… And later, may I save you in the case when the Battle Rat appeared? It seems my mana… Can’t support this magic for too long.」
Though it might be due to me not being used to Spirit Creation Magic yet…. Maybe Beelzebub’s power was too much for my weak self.
This 《Petit Dimordi》 magic… Couldn’t be used for a long time.
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