“How did you do it?”
Neron was looking at intently. The excitent in his pitch-black eyes was nearly swallowing whole as I stared into the endless abyss.
We were back at his office, seated opposite each other.
After the Exhibition, I teleported here and waited for him. Once he was done on his end, he sharply arrived as well. The mont our eyes t, that was the first question he asked.
‘Well, I’m glad he’s interested…’
My lips curled up in a grin and I explained the concept.
Mana and Miasma were contradicting elents that could never be completely fused. That was why the next best thing was to create a phenonon by canceling them.
By harnessing the reactions they gave off, I could control the outco to my advantage.
By the ti I was done with my explanation, Neron was dazed.
“Amazing… you keep amazing , Jared.”
For Neron, who was probably the most ingenious person around—excluding , since I reincarnated—he must have been completely flabbergasted by how I ca up with the concept.
“To be honest, I owe you greatly for it…” I told him with a smile.
“? What are you talking about?”
I nodded.
It was true that without Neron, I would probably not have taken this path. If he hadn’t given that gift of his…
“I’ll show you. Kahn…”
The mont I said this, a swirling pool of Miasma emanated from my body, and sothing began manifesting.
“You an…?”
“Yes.”
In a mont, the looming figure completely ford, revealing a being shrouded in darkness.
“It has been a while, Neron Kaelid.”
“You are… that Shadow Demon…?”
I watched the exchange between the two of them with an amused smile. It wasn’t the reunion I was looking forward to, but…
‘… Oh, well!’
“Thanks to Kahn, I was able to cultivate Miasma alongside Mana. I made the guy my Familiar and corrupted a portion of my Mana Core to make a ho for him.”
Neron’s face turned to with an astonished look.
“But, wasn’t that risky?”
“It was.”
If Kahn had completely taken over my Mana Core, I wouldn’t be able to utilize Mana as a source of energy. The best scenario would be having to practice Magic with Miasma instead.
Since my body was more attuned to Mana, and I was a human, proactively using Miasma as a source of power would damage .
Worst case scenario would an death or losing control. If Kahn succeeded in possessing , or I lost my sense of reason, it would be terrible. Dying was also sothing I didn’t desire.
“Which is why I was careful,” I replied with a smile.
I made sure not to try the whole thing out without precautions. Fortunately, everything worked out well.
“But, how much does he rember? From the way he spoke, he recollects our encounter…” Neron asked with concern.
“I rember everything,” Khan replied this ti.
His dark presence seed to swell with pride the mont he made this comnt. I rely smiled once he made this display.
“He does? But, how did you—?”
“I intentionally returned those mories to him.”
Neron recoiled with shock once I gave my answer. His eyes showed that he needed more answers. Since I was planning on telling him, I went straight to the point.
“Familiars are simply the essence of those who have died. Their leftover will—a fraction of their Souls. That ans they won’t have the total abilities they had in their pri.”
I couldn’t have that!
Khan was a Demon Lord when he was alive. It would have been a waste to keep his weakened Soul as a Familiar.
“I made sure to repair his damaged soul as I absorbed his Miasma. Even a Soul fragnt has the entire mories and potential ability of that being. By culturing it properly, I returned him to full strength. His mories were also restored as a result.”
“Ohh, I see…”
Neron must have understood this already. He probably did the sa for his Familiars.
“I know you’re concerned that he could betray now that his mories have returned, but…”
“I WOULD NEVER DO THAT!” Khan made an emotional outburst.
Neron and I looked in the floating being’s direction.
“You are my master now. I owe everything to you!”
I nodded and flashed him an understanding smile.
“That’s right. Khan is extrely loyal. He won’t betray .”
“Is that so? Then, does that an he would attack his fellows for you? Is he on the side of humanity?”
For a mont, an uncomfortable silence spread throughout the room. Neron and Kahn were eyeing themselves, obviously displaying their dissatisfaction with each other.
“He’s not on humanity’s side…”
Neron’s brow furrowed once I said this.
“But, he’s also not on the side of the Demons. He’s simply on my side. That’s all there is to it.”
Surely, my ntor had to understand this much. His Familiars were the sa way, after all.
“I get it. Since you say so, I’ll trust your words.” Neron shrugged slightly.
“But, the victims of that incident, and also the ones connected to the students who died… they may not be so understanding.”
That too, was sothing I had foreseen.
Khan had claid many lives during his raid. While I couldn’t completely fault his actions now that I knew what happened, not many could handle the truth.
I would have revealed the sa to Neron, but we were short on ti. There was sothing more important to discuss.
‘In the fullness of ti, these things will be revealed naturally…’
“So, what was it that you wanted to see for?” Neron took the hint and ended the conversation about Neron.
I smiled and commanded Kahn to return. In a swift motion, the Demon Lord Familiar returned to his ho, leaving only and the man I respected and feared most alone.
“It’s about this…” I whispered, digging my hand into thin air.
Space parted, and I began poking my hand into another dinsion—my special storage space.
Neron’s expression was back to normal—stoic and calm.
He must have been expecting sothing spectacular, so he was steeling himself.
I began drawing my hand out of the warped space the mont I got what I wanted, bringing sothing from the other dinsion.
“… Right here.”
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