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Forgetting is Sadness

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Marcosias was clearly shocked.

Well, if you were told to knead grass dumplings, that would be expected…

However, without paying it any mind, Dia continued.

“I want to knead, piyo.” (Dia)

So cute. Well then, for now, let’s just watch how things go…

Earlier, I thought about stopping Dia because I didn’t know what might happen from such a careless command. But Dia’s command was clear and without problems.

…It is about kneading grass dumplings, after all.

If it follows the game, Marcosias should obey Dia’s command. Summoning magic calls forth a being that obeys the one who casts the spell. For me, it’s very close to the magic that created Wood.

In reality, there is almost no difference in game terms. The summoned being carries out the master’s will and grows stronger. The advantage, compared to others, is that summoning magic can call forth many beings. There are also various magic spells to draw out their power. It can be very useful when mastered, but it takes time to reach that level. That is a characteristic of summoning magic.

…Hmm, thinking about it this way, maybe Dia instinctively copied how I created Wood. Certainly, including the Large Tree House, this village is full of things I made. Could that have influenced Dia’s magic aptitude?

Well, Marcosias is confused, but…

“U-Understood… But how should I proceed?” (Marcosias)

She still does not resist. If that’s the case, there is probably no immediate danger.

“Piyo. I’ll knead with my legs, so you knead with your hands.” (Dia)

“Eh… Ah, yes…?” (Marcosias)

“If you use your legs, let’s cover the grass dumplings with this thin paper. Wow, using feet for the first time is quite skilled~” (Tetetoka)

“Thank you, piyo!” (Dia)

“…Ehh…?” (Marcosias)

Tetetoka was at her usual laid-back pace. She completely ignored the suddenly appearing Marcosias.

Since I’m not saying much, she doesn’t seem to care.

Tetetoka wiped Dia’s legs and covered the grass dumplings with thin paper. Since this was to be done by two people, the amount of dumplings was increased. Otherwise, they would be too small. They were now several times larger than usual.

Once preparations were complete, Dia declared energetically.

“Let’s start, piyo!” (Dia)

“…Understood.” (Marcosias)

Knead, knead. Knead, knead.

Dia was diligently stepping on the dumplings. On the other side, Marcosias was kneading with her hands…

Hmm? Since I’m kneading grass dumplings myself, I can tell that she is not kneading properly. Marcosias clearly does not have enough strength. She is kneading insufficiently.

Knead, knead. Knead, knead.

…Hmm, it feels weak somehow.

“Ah… you don’t have enough strength. You have to put more power into your arms and hips.” (Tetetoka)

Tetetoka gave criticism to Marcosias.

So even Tetetoka thinks so. Kneading requires technique but also basic physical strength.

“Haah, haah… my strength… I can’t put in strength…” (Marcosias)

She seemed to be trying, but she was not managing it. Sweat appeared on Marcosias’s forehead, and it didn’t seem like she was slacking off.

“Want to rest, piyo?” (Dia)

“Ugh, why… it’s tiring…” (Marcosias)

“It’s better to rest, piyo!” (Dia)

“Understood, my master… haaah…” (Marcosias)

Marcosias stopped kneading.

Or rather, does she lack that much strength? Well, it’s fine. Dia is absorbed in kneading grass dumplings. I’ll talk with Marcosias a bit.

“…Can I have a moment?” (Elt)

“Hah… I had been curious but left it alone for now, local person. My master, who is this person?” (Marcosias)

“He’s Tou-sama.” (Elt)

“My master’s Father! Hm?” (Marcosias)

Marcosias blinked and rubbed her eyes.

“My master, my master…” (Marcosias)

“What, piyo?” (Dia)

“How should I say this… my master and my master’s Father seem quite different? Like there’s a big difference in the fluffy, furry feeling. Also differences in bone structure…” (Marcosias)

“Tou-sama is Tou-sama, piyo.” (Dia)

“…Yes.” (Marcosias)

Marcosias nodded at Dia’s words. Then, as if telling herself…

“The person in front of me and my master are parent and child. Understood.” (Marcosias)

“I see… So, you really are Marcosias.” (Elt)

“You know me?” (Marcosias)

I do know you. You are quite famous as a tool for Stella. You didn’t have much screen time in the game, so I don’t know you well… Were you a boss specialized in physical strength?

“Ah, only to an ordinary level.” (Marcosias)

“That’s good. That’s enough.” (Elt)

Then, Marcosias looked at me as if clinging.

…Why does she look at me like that?

“I cannot remember anything… I only know my name.” (Marcosias)

 

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From here on, some of it is speculation. However, combining the knowledge from the game and what I have learned in this world, this is probably correct.

Marcosias was summoned at level 1. Her original strength, physical body, mana, intellect, all of it was reset when she was called forth.

I thought it is strange. Even if Dia has magical talent, normally Marcosias cannot be summoned. It should require an enormous amount of mana. But maybe she was weakened after being defeated by Stella, or it was an accident. If she was in an extremely weak state, even now Dia could summon her.

That is likely what happened this time. It is unfortunate, or rather pitiful, for Marcosias… She has no detectable mana at all. She runs out of breath just kneading grass dumplings. She can barely remember anything about herself. The worst part is, she apparently cannot return to Hell. She is at a normal person level, or rather, quite a broken state.

“That’s what I think happened, but what do you think?” (Elt)

Marcosias nodded after hearing my theory.

“Hmm, I see…” (Marcosias)

“You mean you should be stronger.” (Elt)

“How can I regain my strength, my master’s Father?” (Marcosias)

“That’s quite a mouthful… Just call me Elt.” (Elt)

“Hmph, I cannot call you that… We rarely call those outside our kind by their names. The only acceptable shortening is ‘my master’.” (Marcosias)

“…Did you just cut off the latter half?” (Elt)

“That is correct. Probably no problem.” (Marcosias)

Hmm, her intellect is also a bit lacking.

“Well, the name is fine for now… There is a way to regain your strength, though.” (Elt)

“Really?!” (Marcosias)

“If Dia grows, you will probably regain your strength.” (Elt)

I won’t say how many years it will take to fully recover. I don’t know either, but it will likely be quite a long time.

“I see, my master’s…” (Marcosias)

Marcosias looked toward Dia. Dia was diligently kneading the grass dumplings. She must be getting used to it. She was stepping on the dumplings with a dancing step.

“…Cute, my master.” (Marcosias)

“Did you say something?” (Elt)

“Ah, no… I just thought it was a soothing sight.” (Marcosias)

I agree with that. However, what to do with Marcosias in front of me…

“You really cannot return to Hell, can you?” (Elt)

“No, I cannot… I have no mana to teleport. I wonder what this state means.” (Marcosias)

“…Well, it’s like an accident.” (Elt)

I remember there were some events like this. Stories about demons bound to the living world due to incomplete or unexpected accidents. This can be troublesome… Since Dia unintentionally summoned her, I want to do something. Ignoring Marcosias would not please Dia either.

That said, she is the opponent who once fought Stella. In the legend, she was the gatekeeper protecting the Demon King. She apparently did not do evil things, had a warrior spirit, and lost to Stella in battle…  Deciding what to do with Marcosias is not something I can decide alone.

At that moment, a voice came from the entrance of the Large Tree Tower.

“Elt-sama, there is an urgent matter…!” (Voice)

Stella appeared. She had one of the Dryads fetch her.

Stella glanced at Marcosias and widened her eyes.

Now, I wonder what reaction she will show…

“You are…!” (Stella)

At the same time, Dia shouted.

“Grass dumplings are done, piyo!” (Dia)

“Could it be Maru-chan…?” (Stella)

“Grass dumplings, Maru-chan…?” (Marcosias)

Marcosias looked puzzled.

Sorry, I don’t know which reaction I should respond to…

But the hesitation lasted only a moment.

“Congratulations, my master!” (Marcosias)

“Thank you, piyo!” (Dia)

Then, Marcosias cleared her throat and faced Stella.

“…Who are you?” (Marcosias)

She doesn’t remember… This is hopeless. It’s really too pitiful. Yeah, I think I will keep Marcosias in our village…

 

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