“Goodbye!”
“Take care, Princess!”
About ten or so bank employees ca to the entrance and bowed 90 degrees to see off.
“Yes, good job.” I smiled happily and accepted their greetings.
“My lady, are we returning to the duchy now?”
“Mm. We should.”
One of the escorts asked, and I naturally headed to the carriage waiting outside the bank.
At that mont-
“Ahhhhh!”
“It’s dangerous!”
“G-Get out of the way!”
“…?”
10m ahead of the boulevard.
A carriage was driving towards at great speed.
‘This is crazy. What the-’
Neeiigh!
The mont when the horse ran out of breath for so reason and ran towards the sidewalk with its eyes turned. It was close enough to that it was too late to avoid.
“Lady!”
The escort next to hurriedly embraced , but I could feel it instinctively.
‘Whoa, I’m so dead.’
I’ll at least be disabled. Dead, if lucky. I’m in the situation of being hit head-on by a small truck with a broken brake.
But.
Neiiigh-!
Thud.
“O-Oh my gosh…”
“Oh, God!”
I felt a loud commotion behind the escort who embraced .
‘What happened?’
With my eyes closed, I hurriedly pushed him away and looked at the situation.
For so reason, the horse that had lost its balance collapsed before hitting . Unnatural, as if so coercive force had stopped it…
“W-What’s going on?!”
“Oh, my God…”
“Are you okay, lady?”
“Mmm, I’m fine…”
I could hear the commotion around and the voices of the startled escort, but there was no ti to worry about it. The excited horse oddly stopped right in front of , making uncomfortable.
‘Wishit.’
Instinctively, I looked around and saw Wishit not far from the carriage scattered on the ground. Watching the fallen horse in amazent, he looked back at .
His electric tone echoed in my head.
‘Right. It’s a situation that can’t be explained unless Wishit used his hand.’
I thought, skillfully brushing off my skirt and smiling at Wishit.
Wishit paused at the words ‘your help, but I turned away, pretending not to know.
***
Since the establishnt of this Descarde Empire, Wishit had only been summoned once. So it was considered a legend.
The spirit of wish.
‘… Perhaps?’
I thought and read the front page of the opened book.
A long ti ago, demons occupied half of this world in the age of chaos.
There were Descarde and Diollus, the great warriors who wandered around the world and fought against the demons.
The two warriors ca to save the parched land controlled by the demons, and that place was the ‘Fountain of Spirits’.
How could the countless spirits who were persecuted finally be freed?
The conquered spirit king made an oath of blessing with the two brave and righteous warriors.
As proof of the great oath, the ‘Spirit of Land’ Landian and the ‘Spirit of Wish’ Wishit, which the Spirit King loved the most, beca the power of the two warriors, respectively.
Descarde I, the Spirit of Land’s summoner, proclaid a great nation over the parched land.
He called the empire ‘Descarde’.
Part, the myth of the founding.
“You’re reading this?”
“Ah.”
A rather bored voice ca from next to . It was the 5th Princess Lisbeth. It was thanks to her I was able to enter the imperial library without difficulty,
‘I could’ve asked Lark, but he’s very quick-witted…’
The day after the carriage accident. I was investigating the background of Wishit, which was so suspicious.
‘… Lark would be suspicious if I read about the Spirit of Wish.’
Lisbeth glanced at the book I was reading and said regretfully, “You want a spirit…”
“Aah, not necessarily.”
“It’s okay. You can be honest with .”
Lisbeth, as a mber of the imperial family who knew the story of my failure in contracting a spirit, shook her head with pity.
“Rubette, have you been to the Fountain of Spirits?”
“Yes.”
“How was it?”
“I’ve never seen such a wonderful place,” I rembered the Fountain of Spirit, where I went for a contract. “It’s a place that can only be seen in a dream, so it’s wonderful.”
The contractors who want to make a contract need to drink tea and fall asleep in the Altar of Spirits of the imperial family. Because the ho of the spirits, the Fountain of Spirits, can only be seen in dreams.
It was beautiful enough to be called a utopia.
“I think all four seasons are spring there.”
A warm pastel-toned spring landscape that stretches endlessly.
A fresh forest full of beautiful flower stalks swaying with every step and the pleasant chirping of birds.
A place where a waterfall that sparkles like a diamond flows down through a picturesquely high strange rock cliff.
The fantastic world was overflowing with spirits of various shapes.
“Are there many spirits?”
“Yes, but they all look different. So spirits are beautiful, and so are more handso than Ricky.”
“Ah, that’s not true.”
“It’s true. And there’s a pretty butterfly-winged spirit. Oh, there is also a spirit that looks like a rabbit with pink fur.”
“Wow…” Lisbeth, with her bright eyes, was cute, so I smiled.
“What spirit did you want?”
“? Well, I don’t know, really…”
“I guess you wanted a Spirit of Wish.” Lisbeth glanced at the book I was reading once more and shook her head. She seed to have thought so because she saw reading only the part where Wishit, the Spirit of Wish, appeared in the myth of the empire’s founding.
I did not want to see this ordinary imperial history book available in my library, but…
‘There aren’t any useful books in the imperial library.’
Lisbeth clicked her tongue as she let out a sigh. “Your dream is too big. The spirits won’t make a contract with you because you’re so greedy.”
“Yes, yes. I know, right.”
When I answered half-heartedly, Lisbeth added, as if lecturing , with her chin on her hand, “It won’t be easy to et the Spirit of Wish.”
“Why’s that?”
“If you read more of this book, Diollus I, the first contractor of Wishit, who feared there would be humans trying to abuse its ability, asked Wishit before he died.”
“Oh, I know. He told it not to tell people the truth that it’s a Spirit of Wish, but to lie that it’s a spirit of insignificant ability, right?”
“That’s right.”
Everyone who studied imperial history knew this story.
Therefore, there were often cases in which the imperial family, who entered the Fountain of Spirit for Wishit, made contracts with lower spirits with ridiculous abilities.
Of course I— no, Rubette, also…
‘Fell for that stupid lie. She didn’t even an to choose Wishit!’
In a mont of anger, I clenched my fists under the desk.
‘If Wishit hadn’t lied, the two wouldn’t have been connected. How could Rubette, who was not greedy, make a contract with Wishit?’
Although they all look different, the Fountain of Spirits is full of beautiful spirits that are hard to take your eyes off.
Rubette walked through the Fountain of Spirits for a long ti in ecstasy…
‘And t a scamr.’
I ground my teeth as I recalled it.
“Oh, my gosh!”
A scary-looking spirit hidden behind a tall tree that seed to be 10m high…
Unlike the other spirits, this spirit had no eyes, only two nostrils and dark skin that seed sticky to the touch.
Although she didn’t want to be involved, Rubette, who was kind, asked the questions she asked every spirit she encountered as a courtesy.
“W-What kind of spirit are you?”
Then the scamr answered.
“I am… a Spirit of Happiness.”
Indeed, it was a spirit with a na 100 million light years distant from its appearance.
“I’m sorry, but I don’t have much ability. I can only make my contractor happy.”
“Can you make happy?”
“Yes. Even if soone betrays you, I can make you happy and not get angry, and even if you are hungry because all you have is dry bread and a sip of water, I can make you think positively and feel happy.”
‘Like, seriously? Who’d believe that?’
However, Rubette, thirsty for happiness, admired such a useless ability and made a contract with Wishit without looking back.
In reality, it was classified as a dangerous group in the imperial family, jeopardizing the contractor’s life. They didn’t even know that it was a ‘Spirit of Wish ‘ with the restriction that they could only make a wish three tis.
“Sigh…”
Lisbeth, who looked at with pity as I sighed, patted my shoulder comfortably and said, “It’s okay. Humans are all greedy animals.”
“Yes, yes.”
“I’m greedy too. I want to enter the Fountain of Spirits quickly. There are still two years left, but…”
“What spirit do you want to make a contract with, Princess?”
“I will et ‘that’ spirit even if I have to wander around the Fountain of Spirits for a very long ti.”
“You an the Spirit of Wish?”
But I already picked that one.
“No, no.” Lisbeth shook her head and grinned with a sinister look. Then she put her lips to my ear and whispered, “The Spirit King.”
“… What?” I was surprised by the unexpected answer I hadn’t thought of. “The Spirit King, you say?”
“Yes. The Spirit King must also live in the Fountain of Spirits, right?”
“… I guess?”
“But when I heard the stories of my older sisters and brothers who went in first, no one said they had seen the Spirit King.” Lisbeth pointed to the open book, “But this says there is a Spirit King. In the first place, the empire is protected by the spirits because of the blessing of the Spirit King.”
“Right.”
“Think about it. How great the ability of the king of all spirits must have? There must be nothing it can’t do.”
The mont I heard Lisbeth’s words, it was like a bolt out of the blue.
“Haha… That’s right.” I nodded slowly and t Lisbeth’s eyes. “What you said is right… There’s nothing the Spirit King can’t do.”
“I knew it!”
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