Chapter 754: What Do You Mean the Magic I Created Can Be Used by Others?

Of course, new magic still appears from time to time, but it isn't developed—it's a case of shooting the arrow first and drawing the target afterward.

That is, someone blessed by the gods may condense a certain magic suited to themselves due to strong desires and personal life experiences.

For example, Liliruca's Transformation Magic is this type of magic, born from the Pallum girl's childhood desire to hide herself and avoid other members of the Soma Familia, condensed by divine grace.

And after magic appears on the Status Board, going back to reverse-engineer its operating principle, if a systematic theory can be summarized.

Then passing on this kind of magic, originally condensed directly by divine grace to others, becomes possible, and even more powerful Mages can create grimoires of magic whose operating principles they themselves reverse-engineered.

Getting back to the point, Lefiya's problem—Broly actually thought of someone.

"I learned Resurrection Magic from the grimoire Miss Fels provided me, and she has more grimoires over there; perhaps the one we need is among them."

"Ah, but grimoires are very expensive."

"Is that so?"

"Mr. Broly, didn't you already buy one before?"

"No, the Resurrection Magic grimoire wasn't bought by me; it was paid to me by Miss Fels as remuneration for helping complete the investigation mission on the 24th Floor a few days ago."

Broly explained a sentence to the elf girl.

"If there's magic to repair remains, but I don't know how much it costs?"

Liliruca voiced a more realistic question.

"I'll go ask over there."

"Ah, it's almost dinner time; shouldn't we finish eating before going?"

"You all go to the tavern side first; I'll head over after I finish asking."

Broly waved his hand and rushed out the door in a hurry.

"Everyone's been busy all day; let's go eat first."

Hestia called out to everyone.

"Then what about this?"

The remains on the ground were barely pieced together, but still covered in many cracks, and had not been fixed with glue.

"Put them in the storage box for now; after Broly finishes asking and returns, we'll discuss how to handle them."

Adi's bones were placed into the box, and Liu voluntarily carried the box to her own room.

Though the bones had soaked overnight and had no smell, everyone had spent the whole day piecing bones together, and going to eat without bathing was somewhat off-putting.

Thus, the Hearth Manor's artificial hot spring pool bathroom, which hadn't been renovated yet, directly welcomed six women of different appearances.

【Though that child Broly isn't here, there's still someone to scrub my back...】

"Lady Hestia, how is this pressure?"

"Very good, Tiona-chan; I wish you would become one of my children."

"Thank you for the praise, but I currently have no plans to leave Lady Loki's Familia~"

Hestia was having her back scrubbed by Tiona.

"If six people bathe together, this hot spring pool feels a bit small~"

The Pallum girl, already washed clean and sitting in the hot spring pool, sighed somewhat.

"I think a smaller bath is still quite good."

Hearing this, Lefiya opposite immediately retorted, but seeing her leaning against the Sword Princess girl, one could probably guess why she thought small was good.

Liu sat beside the elf girl; when everyone had entered the hot spring pool and stretched their legs just enough to touch each other's, she suddenly began offering sincere thanks to the others.

"Everyone, thank you for helping piece together my friend's remains today."

"Ah, Miss Liu, you don't need to be so polite."

Lefiya hurriedly waved her hand.

"Yeah, we're all friends living under the same roof."

Tiona said with both hands behind her head.

"Between friends, helping each other is only natural."

The Sword Princess also said a sentence.

"Family doesn't speak of two families; since you chose to come live on the Hearth Manor side, you're one of our own."

Hestia said magnanimously, and Liliruca nodded in agreement beside her.

Facing the others' kindness, the Tavern Elf merely bowed her head deeply.

And made a decision in her heart that went against morality: 【Xier, I'm sorry; regarding the matter of asking me to keep an eye on you for you, I might not be able to do it.】

Just as the women on the Hearth Manor side finished bathing and were preparing to go out to the Hostess of Fertility tavern side, Broly had also arrived at the Guild Headquarters side.

"Miss Fels..."

Broly knocked and entered; just as he was preparing to pour out his heart, he was stopped by the black-robed person raising a hand.

"Mr. Broly, sit."

Fels seemed to have long anticipated his arrival and directly asked him to sit on the chair beside her.

"I have a request..."

"No problem."

Broly's words were interrupted again by Fels; the black-robed person sat opposite with an air of already knowing everything.

"Previously letting you choose a useless magic you couldn't use to take back, I also felt somewhat uneasy in my heart, and using a useless magic as mission remuneration was also wrong, so you can choose another grimoire from my treasured Magic Book Library to read."

Fels said very generously while waving her hand.

These past two days, she, who was once again writing the Resurrection Magic grimoire, re-examined her past and felt her past was so foolish, actually thinking that as a mortal she could master the divine authority over life that only gods could master.

When Broly came to find her, Fels was not surprised; when the other party spoke of having a request, she also directly agreed.

One would think that in these two days, the boy opposite had already tried using resurrection magic and discovered the fact that it was merely a useless magic.

【Ah, in the past, when only I myself mastered resurrection magic, even if it didn't succeed, I still held an obsession with resurrection magic.

But now, resurrection magic is mastered by another person, and that person also failed and sought me out, preparing to propose some compensation conditions to me……】

Who could know that the sense of redemption Fels felt upon seeing the Saiyan boy was because he severed the last obsession she had held for resurrection magic for over eight hundred years.

【Magic I cannot use, others also cannot use. That's right, resurrection magic is already an undeniably trash magic.

No need to invest energy anymore, no need to embrace faint hope any longer, I can directly give up this magic that has already been declared a complete failure.】

Hmm, this Guild Ghost Miss's current mental state is just like someone who's lost feeling for a gacha game but, due to the many sunk costs from earlier, still plays it like clocking in for work, suddenly getting the feeling of quitting the pit.

【Finally, I can discard past obsessions and step toward a new tomorrow……】

Just as Fels was thinking this in her heart, she heard the opposite Broly start to thank her.

"Ah, let me pick a new grimoire, Miss Fels, this is truly too grateful.

However, your resurrection magic is quite useful, why say it's useless?"

"Useful?"

"Yeah, I used it to resurrect a dead chicken, only, it can only act on a dead chicken with intact remains.

And that's precisely why I came. The person I intend to resurrect, their remains are not complete. I want to know if you have magic here to complete defective remains?"

Broly asked.

At this, Fels fell somewhat silent.

After a while, she raised a hand claw, propping up the bottom of the mask on her face, as if pondering the answer to Broly's question.

The atmosphere in the room fell silent for nearly five minutes before this Guild Ghost Miss asked the Saiyan boy in a somewhat uncertain tone.

"You're saying my resurrection magic was successfully cast by you, and you successfully resurrected a dead chicken?"

"Mhm."

Broly didn't quite understand why Fels repeated what he'd already said, but still nodded and answered the other party with an affirmative voice.

"Then, can you actually demonstrate it for me to see?"

After another stretch of silence, Fels proposed her requirement.

"Uh, okay."

Broly was a bit taken aback, but didn't refuse.

"However, there's no chicken here."

Guild staff were ordered to go buy a chicken and return; it took a stretch of time. By the time Broly actually demonstrated resurrection magic to Fels, it was already half an hour later.

Upon seeing the truly resurrected chicken, Fels's entire body trembled.

【My resurrection magic isn't a trash magic, it really can resurrect dead life!

My obsession of over eight hundred years wasn't the delusion of a mortal me……】

Fels's thoughts were leaping with joy at this moment; to describe her mood in one sentence: The Dao Lord has succeeded, hahaha……

But opposite to her leaping thoughts, her currently overly calm body — the skeleton frame beneath the black robe, without flesh and blood, like a Xenos monster — fundamentally couldn't express or continue excitement and agitation through physiological phenomena; Fels calmed down more easily than others.

She began to ponder why her resurrection magic hadn't succeeded, her gaze gradually shifting to the dead-and-revived chicken on the ground.

Broly didn't know what the Ghost Miss before him was thinking, only saw the black-robed person suddenly look up, spread both arms, looking like she wanted to howl, but no sound came out, then immediately adopted a posture of bowing her head in serious thought.

Not long after, she looked at the chicken on the ground again, walked over, her hand claw deftly grabbed the chicken, and snapped the neck of the clucking, squawking chicken.

Once the chicken with the snapped neck was completely motionless, Fels, under Broly's somewhat surprised gaze, raised her hand aimed at the chicken on the ground, and chanted the same resurrection magic spell.

"I absolutely will not look back……"

The same resurrection magic light emerged on the chicken's body; once the light dispersed, there was an additional chicken on the ground with its snapped neck injury healed, yet lying on the ground still completely motionless, dead.

"No, why is this?"

Seeing the exact same situation as when she herself tried using resurrection magic in the past, Fels couldn't help but let out a somewhat confused sound; she didn't understand why the clearly successful resurrection magic still failed when she used it.

"Broly, just how did you do it?"

A strong sense of frustration rising in her heart, Fels looked at the boy and asked.

"Uh, my operation and yours should be exactly the same."

Broly answered honestly, and incidentally cast resurrection magic once more.

And unlike Fels's casting, which had no resurrection effect afterward, his resurrection magic made the dead chicken on the ground revive once again.

What does this mean? The resurrection magic she created with her own hands has no effect for her own use, but works randomly for someone else?

No, if changing the person makes resurrection magic work, then what were my eight hundred-plus years of obsession?

Compared to the idea that simply changing who holds resurrection magic makes it take effect, Fels believes more that there is some capability or thing on Broly that she lacks, influencing the activation of resurrection magic.

And to confirm this point, some verification is needed.

And to verify, Broly's active cooperation is needed.

After all, according to the previous 24th Floor investigation mission report, Broly absolutely possesses First Class Adventurer strength.

In Orario, it's hard for anyone to force an adventurer with such strength to do things they're unwilling to do.

"Mr. Broly……"

"Miss Fels, I'm here."

"You said the person you truly want to resurrect has defective remains, and you want to find a method to repair defective remains here, right?"

"Mhm, right."

Broly nodded.

"Then I can only regretfully tell you, I don't have such magic here.

Not to mention magic to repair defective remains of the dead, even magic to repair defective limbs of the living doesn't currently exist in Orario, this World Capital.

Unless you mean the defective part is merely severed but can be retrieved, only needing to stimulate the vitality of the defective part to repair it back onto the body — but I imagine that's not the case, right?"

Fels asked.

"Hmm, the missing parts are completely gone, the kind that cannot be found again."

Broly nodded.

"So, the Magic you want to search for might be even more complex than Resurrection Magic."

"Eh?"

Seeing the Saiyan boy reveal a puzzled Expression, Fels also started to Explain.

"Resurrection Magic, when it comes down to it, is just repairing the dead Body, calling back the complete Soul, and then stuffing the complete Soul back into the repaired Body; it's merely a kind of Magic Stitching of Soul and flesh. In a situation where the Soul can be called back, it's actually not complex."

Although Fels herself had never succeeded once, every time resulting in Failure, that didn't Hinder her from saying so.

"Hmm."

Broly nodded his head; Aqua Master used to say the same thing before.

"But repairing Defective Remains is different; it already belongs to the realm of Magic Creation, and Magic Creation is a Divine Authority that only the Dungeon and gods can grasp."

Fels raised her volume; she was laying the groundwork for what came next.

"Is that so? Then I've Disturbed you."

It's just a Pity that after hearing it, Broly revealed a Disappointed Expression, Turned Around, and prepared to leave.

"Ah, please wait~"

Seeing This, Fels also ran in front of the boy at high speed, hurriedly using her own Body to Block the door.

"Hmm?"

Broly looked at the other party in puzzlement.

"Cough cough..."

Fels coughed twice to ease the awkwardness, and didn't dare play any drama of raising her price anymore.

"I'm just saying, Magic Creation types currently don't exist in the world, but that doesn't mean I can't research them out."

"Eh, this can be researched out?"

"Of Course. In fact, Resurrection Magic, no, wait, was precisely researched out by me."

To increase credibility, Fels said Directly.

"But wasn't Resurrection Magic researched out by Sage Dio Orpheus?"

"Fels is just my Alias in the current era; my true name is Dio Orpheus..."

Perhaps to increase her own Persuasive power, Fels also flipped open her hood and took off her Mask, revealing the smooth Skeleton head inside.

"Eh, Broly, you don't seem very surprised by my Appearance?"

Fels, who had originally prepared for the possibility that Broly might Produce a Stress Reaction upon seeing her true face, discovered the Saiyan boy was just looking at her with some Curiosity.

"Uh, if Miss Fels you really are the Sage, living from 800 Years Ago to now, having an Undead image is also nothing Strange, right?"

Broly felt Fels's appearance was quite Normal.

"Then you don't think I look like a monster?"

"Look like."

"Then you didn't produce the thought of attacking me?"

"Why would I attack you?"

"I look like a monster."

"But you're Miss Fels, right?"

Broly's usual Reaction made Fels feel it was too abnormal (abnormal compared to Normal People in This World), but also very good.

"Or rather, Miss Fels, do you need me to attack you?"

"No, I don't have that meaning."

Fels hurriedly Waved her Hand.

"Back to the main topic, I'm Willing to assist Mr. Broly in researching Magic to repair Defective Remains."

"Eh, really?"

"But, I also have Conditions."

"What Conditions?"

"I need Mr. Broly to also assist me in researching Resurrection Magic."

"Eh?"

"I want to Understand why the Resurrection Magic I created takes effect when you release it, but doesn't take effect when I release it."

After Fels finished speaking, perhaps feeling her sincerity was Not Enough, the Body hidden under the Black Robe Kneelt Down, directly performing a Dogeza to the boy.

"I beg you, Mr. Broly, Resurrection Magic is my life's obsession; if I can't Understand the reason inside, I'm afraid even if I die I won't be able to Close My Eyes in peace."

"But you don't have eyes."

(Chapter End)