Chapter 834: History Lesson
<span style="font-weight:400">After letting Ashley know that her team was ready, I once again descended to the Sky Citadel. <i><span style="font-weight:400">If anyone else needs extra help, just let me know.</i><span style="font-weight:400"> I told the others mentally, not wanting any of them to feel as if they were being left out. Now that I had taken the first step with Ashley, hopefully any others that were needing it would be more likely to speak up.
<span style="font-weight:400">By the time I returned, I found Tsubaki waiting for me at the door of my room, causing me to blink in surprise. <i><span style="font-weight:400">I know she’s good, but how did she know that I was already gone?</i><span style="font-weight:400"> It felt like I hadn’t been in the Admin Room for more than ten minutes to get everything set up.
<span style="font-weight:400">Tsubaki seemed to sense my confusion, and offered a small smile. “Your Virtual self froze.” She answered, causing me to blink for a moment again.
<span style="font-weight:400">After a moment, I realized what she meant, and let out a sound of exmation. “Ah!” I had entirely forgotten about the Virtual side of things. “Sorry, there was something that I had to take care of up top.” I apologized with a small smile, to which Tsubaki nodded her head.
<span style="font-weight:400">“I assumed as much, my Keeper.” She told me. “I merely wanted to be avable in the event that there was some form of emergency."
<span style="font-weight:400">She stepped to the side, allowing me to walk past, though she followed me through the halls as normal. From what I could tell, she didn’t have any serious pressing matters, so I nced back at her. “I’m surprised that you’re so free. Usually when I descend, you and Dana are always working yourselves to the bone in the background.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“That has not been the case for some years now.” Tsubaki answered with her usual smile. “After Dana finished creating Gerard, most of the general tasks were left to him. Unless it is something which he judges as being outside of his normal authority, there is little need for us to interfere. Additionally, he makes for an excellent researchpanion for Dana, allowing her to stay busy with new projects.”
<span style="font-weight:400">I gave a small nod at that. “It sounds like the three of you have really settled things down around here. How has your training as apostles gone?”
<span style="font-weight:400">Tsubaki’s smile actually grew a bit wider when I asked that. “It has been going well, my Keeper. I have learned a great deal from Lady Irena during thesest few years, and the same can be said for the others. If not for Lady Ryone’s assistance, I do not believe Gerard could havee out as splendidly as he did.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“And Lifre?” I noticed that Tsubaki hadn’t particrly mentioned Lifre all that much, so I gave a small grin as I looked at her. Tsubaki blinked, before chuckling and delivering her answer.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Lifre is a very free spirit. She is quite diligent when ites to working for the Citadel. However, when there is no work to be done, she has started to take up a hobby that I believe employs her domains quite well. In fact, she has inspired numerous other mortal deities to follow simr paths.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Oh?” I blinked in surprise, curious what hobby she was talking about.
<span style="font-weight:400">“To train herself, she took up writing stories as a hobby.” Tsubaki exined with a nod. “However, a story was always just that, a story. As long as the story existed purely as words on a page, she felt as if there was something missing. She spoke with us about it for weeks beforeing to her own conclusion…”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Did she start making movies?” I asked, eyes going wide.
<span style="font-weight:400">“In… a sense, my Keeper.” Tsubaki said, shaking her head. “When one reads a book written by Lifre, they find themselves drawn into it. For most cases, this has the viewer acting as a spectator, unseen and untouched within the story. Due to this special trait, she cannot outsource the printing, and has practiced mass-producing these stories with only her own divinity.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“You said for most cases… Does she have more involved stories, as well?”
<span style="font-weight:400">Tsubaki nodded her head in confirmation. “That is correct. Lifre also produces two other types of books, these sold exclusively for faith in Sanctum. The first allows you to insert yourself into the role of a select group of characters within the story. Although the book has a ‘standard’ version that can be read normally, the text will alter after someone has properly entered it to reflect the story that they create as that character.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“The other type of story is what she calls a ‘training program’. It is a scenario that she wrote with a considerable amount of energy, setting up various different obstacles and challenges for the reader to navigate. However, for every obstacle that they seed in oveing, they will be rewarded with a blessing based on the difficulty that they faced.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Unlike the first type of story, this one is a consumable item. Once used, it cannot be activated in the same way again. Instead, the story writes itself as the reader ovees their challenges. Afterwards, they may view it in ‘spectator’ mode, allowing them to see details that they may have missed before.”
<span style="font-weight:400">That final type reminded me of what she had done with the Terra twins, trapping them in a story to give them increases in power. “I assume that the same person can only get the full benefit from a single training program?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“That’s right, my Keeper. Once the challenger dies within the training program, they are considered to havepleted their story. To prevent her blessings being wasted, Lifre made it so that only those who had not yet used one of her training programs would be able to activate it.”
<span style="font-weight:400">That made sense. And given how long it’s been, Lifre had likely expanded on her selection of challenges. “Out of curiosity, how far do the obstacles go in these books?”
<span style="font-weight:400">Tsubaki gave a somewhat proud smile at that. “When I attempted it myself, I spent three months within the program. I had asked her to adjust the difficulty to the highest level, so she spent some time trying to find what she considered the ‘limits’ of what was possible. Naturally, this meant that the blessings within the obstacles were equally great.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“By the time I was defeated, I was in a battle against a demon god. One of my party members turned out to have been a spy working for the enemy, and stabbed me in the back at the most critical moment.” Tsubaki clicked her tongue when she said that. “I thought that I had rooted out all of the traps, but one of them slipped by. Still, I am happy to report that my overall power increased by forty percent.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Forty percent?” I asked, my eyes going wide. The first time she did that test, it had been more of a drain on Lifre than the amount of power she was able to grant. “How has Lifre not copsed fromck of energy?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Well, for the most part, it is due to the fact that she charges faith for these books. She makes sure not to sell them for less than the production value. Additionally, she told me that she made every book she sells a miniature temple to her. Thus, all of her readers are contributing to her faith, with those undertaking the training program acting as though they were taking trials in her name.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“...Clever girl.” I muttered, shaking my head. Though, that did exin why she sold purely to Sanctum.
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<span style="font-weight:400">Giles sat cross-legged in the coral home that had been designed for him. It was quite a spacious interior, but it felt… empty. Even hearing the song of his father’s kin did not help alleviate this feeling. Although he may not have been popr in Spica due to his appearance, his home felt more lively.
<span style="font-weight:400">Giles let out a small sigh, standing and stretching his shoulders. If there was nothing for him to do in his own home, then he would find something to do elsewhere. As such, he kicked off the floor to swim out of the opening in the coral.
<span style="font-weight:400">As he did, he nearly crashed straight into the figure of Sprigga, the golden Sylvan that had greeted him on his first arrival. The two cried out in surprise, only just barely avoiding a head on collision. <i><span style="font-weight:400">Ah! I am sorry.</i><span style="font-weight:400"> Sprigga said, quickly shaking her head.
<i><span style="font-weight:400">It’s fine, I should have been watching where I was going more.</i><span style="font-weight:400"> Giles saidfortingly. <i><span style="font-weight:400">Were you looking for me for something?</i>
<i><span style="font-weight:400">That’s right.</i><span style="font-weight:400"> Sprigga nodded. <i><span style="font-weight:400">I wanted to see how you were doing after absorbing the information from the level stones.</i>
<i><span style="font-weight:400">I believe that I’ve absorbed it all properly.</i><span style="font-weight:400"> Giles lifted a hand, forming a simple spell circle above it as a demonstration.
<i><span style="font-weight:400">Excellent!</i><span style="font-weight:400"> Sprigga pped her hands together happily. <i><span style="font-weight:400">This is our first time having them used with someone of another world, so I wanted to make sure that there was no conflict. Is there anything else that I can help you do to get settled in?</i>
<span style="font-weight:400">Giles thought about that for a long moment, before nodding his head. <i><span style="font-weight:400">If you have any sort of job that I could do, I would appreciate it. It feels wrong to just sit around like this.</i>
<i><span style="font-weight:400">A job?</i><span style="font-weight:400"> Sprigga blinked in confusion, before her eyes went wide. <i><span style="font-weight:400">Oh! My, I forgot! I’m sorry. Usually, Merkin have their jobs assigned from youth, and they even take them as their titles. I’ve never had to worry about that before, so I hadn’t even considered it. Have you tried speaking with the leader of the vige?</i>
<span style="font-weight:400">Giles gave a rumbling chuckle at that. <i><span style="font-weight:400">Since I’m an outsider, he said I must wait until a ce for me opens in their song.</i>
<span style="font-weight:400">Sprigga blinked again, her golden eyes shining. <i><span style="font-weight:400">I see… I don’t particrly understand, but I suppose it means that there aren’t any jobs that need to be filled at the moment? Hmm… if you like, you could join me for a while? You said that you can breathe above the surface, right?</i>
<span style="font-weight:400">Giles looked over at her, nodding his head and wondering what she had in mind. Sprigga smiled wide, grabbing his webbed hand and kicking off. She sped towards the central tree with surprising agility, weaving through the flowing trees until she found a small opening in the side of the great tree.
<span style="font-weight:400">As if she had done it a hundred times before, her body dove into the small opening, pulling Giles with her. Once inside the tree, he was treated to the sight of arge hollow structure. Above them was the surface of a wide pool, which the two of them rose up to.
<span style="font-weight:400">Sprigga gasped as her head came up over the water, Giles hearing her proper voice for the first time. Befitting someone with the aspect of ‘the Song’, her voice was incredibly pleasant and melodic. Sprigga released Giles’ hand and swam over towards the edge of the pool, pulling herself up over the lip.
<span style="font-weight:400">“This is where we like to rx.” She said with that same brilliant smile, Giles swimming along the surface of the water towards her. “There’s nothing wrong with being underwater, but this has always been the mostfortable.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“We? You mean you and the green girls?” He asked, though he did btedly recall the red and blue ones, as well. Also…
<span style="font-weight:400">“No no, myself and Carol. The other children aren’t all that picky. It’s a bit mean to say, but they are rather simple, you know? As long as they are allowed to be part of the grove and care for the forest, they are happy. They’re… less individuals, and more aspects of the forest itself, in a way.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Ahh.” Giles nodded his head, looking around therge hollow. “That sounds rather lonely, I think.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Sprigga’s smile seemed to lose a little bit of its light, but she kept it on her face. “It’s fine. Once your people arrived, I had plenty of others to talk to! Though… I’m sure you noticed that most Merkin aren’t all that talkative. At least the ones that I’ve seen.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Giles let out a small sigh, nodding again. “At least, not unless they have something to say. It’s… strange. The culture among them is entirely different from how I was raised. I feel like I don’t even really know anything about my own people.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“To be fair, most don’t.” Sprigga shook her head, dipping her toes in the water of the pool. “There are ancient records of the Merkin back from the time of the first inter-continental voyage, but only as passing references. It wasn’t until much more recently that they were discovered to such a great extent.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“You have records?” Giles asked curiously. “Would it be alright for me to see them? Sorry, it’s not easy getting specific records like that from another world like Spica. I think it has something to do with the differences in time flow. Either way, I’ve never had the chance to really learn about them, beyond what my mother told me.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Hmm? Sure.” Sprigga smiled readily. “My terminal’s upstairs. Let me show you.” She said, pulling her legs back to stand up and holding an arm out for Giles.