Chapter 220: The Bird That Flew for Comfort in the Cuckoo's Nest (4)

"So, who exactly commanded you to make me an impotent person?"

"Yes. Slurp... Gasp... Chup... Hoo... It was Peta Arcturus, the ancestor of the Peta Family. He vehemently argued that even if the Peta Family generation is cut off, Lord Lucius's cock must absolutely be stopped, so... I added it."

"Did you consent to it too?"

"No... Gasp... Slurp... I opposed it, but because the ancestors unanimously agreed, I couldn't help it. But I still opposed it. I did well, right?"

Salina was briefing me on the details of the incident while biting on my cock. The situation was like this. To retrieve the Chalice of Meiga, the consent of the ancestors in Mimir was originally required. Because it was such a dangerous magic tool, it was rarely permitted to be taken out, but this time, it was unanimously agreed to be released.

Moreover, since the ancestors were involved in the contents of the contract, strictly speaking, the culprits of this incident were the ancestors living in Mimir. I probed Salina, feeling like this was all just her evading responsibility.

"Is that true?"

"I don't lie to my Master."

Salina spoke while puffing out her cheeks. It definitely had a different flavor from Erina's high-handed charm. She was now my slave. Salina pretended to be angry like that, then smiled foolishly again and took my cock into her mouth. Since she was an older married woman, I expected fellatio like a vacuum cleaner, but it wasn't as good as I thought.

As she licked up the shaft and stroked my testicles, a profound pleasure shot up my back from my crotch. I gently closed my eyes and asked her.

"How much sex did you have with your husband?"

"Not much. A few months after giving birth to Erina, my husband died while fighting the demon race. Thinking about it now, I wonder if heaven arranged all this just so I could offer my cunt to Master. Gasp..."

I grabbed the head of Salina, who was trying to flatter me, and shoved my cock back in. Salina smiled with her eyes as she rolled her tongue around the cock that filled her mouth. Her skill at taming the glans penis as if rolling a piece of candy was no ordinary feat.

"Ugh!"

"Mmph... Hehe... You ejaculated a lot..."

Salina stuck her tongue out to show the thick semen gathered in her mouth, then covered her mouth and swallowed it with a gulp. Then, she smacked her lips and started licking my cock again. To brainwash such a cute woman like this, the ancestors residing in Mimir were clearly wicked bastards.

If the ancestors hadn't commanded Salina to attempt brainwashing, she probably wouldn't be living a life sucking my cock right now. Therefore, the responsibility for ruining such a fine and wise woman lay entirely with those ancestors. I whispered to Salina.

"Salina. I'll avenge you."

"Pardon? I don't know what you mean, but... Schlick... thank you."

Mimir. Come to think of it, in Mimir where the ancestors slept, there was a tattooed real doll shining in gold. What the hell was that thing? I stroked her hair and asked.

"What kind of existence is that Mimir?"

"I don't know either."

Salina said that while sucking my cock. An existence that even the Elf Queen didn't know about? I didn't think Salina was lying to me right now. I asked again.

"You really don't know?"

"I really don't know. A gatekeeper of the demon realm or something? They said she was an existence like that, but as Lord Lucius also knows, information about the demon realm is extremely scarce, so it's impossible to verify the truth."

"Who said she was a gatekeeper?"

"Epsilon Meiga did."

That name came up again. Epsilon Meiga. I stroked Salina's back and asked again.

"What did she do to be trusted so much? Isn't she just someone who made a creepy magic tool?"

"Epsilon Meiga was the first person to figure out how to close the gate of the demon realm. Together with her friend Omelas Ash, she jumped into the jaws of death swarming with demon beasts to find the method. She lost her friend in the process, though."

"Omelas Ash?"

This was a name I had heard before as well. It was clearly a name engraved on the Chalice of Meiga. What was this? I felt like I could definitely figure something out, but my brain was denying the possibility.

"Yes. Humans probably don't know it well. It's a name only mages living in the magic tower or elves like me who have detailed access to history would know. According to Epsilon Meiga's records, Omelas Ash was Epsilon Meiga's faithful assistant who greatly helped with the research to close the gate of the demon realm. However, in the process of closing the gate, she tragically died from an attack by the gatekeeper Mimir."

"And Epsilon Meiga caught that gatekeeper and brought her back?"

"Yes. That's right. It's clearly written in the records as well. 'She, with a body shining in gold and flashy tattoos engraved all over her body, introduced herself as Mimir. Omelas Ash's life was cut short by her single strike, and I managed to cast sealing magic on Mimir while she was off guard. Afterwards, the three people left in the history of Ahildern sealed the gatekeeper once again so that she could not open the gate, completing the current Mimir.'"

Strange. It was definitely strange. The story lined up too perfectly. A mage named Omelas Ash. Her friend, the mage Epsilon Meiga. The two of them closed the gate of the demon realm all by themselves, and only Epsilon Meiga returned alive. And the names of those two people engraved on the brainwashing item, the [Oath of Meiga].

"Why didn't they destroy Mimir? If she's a terrifying opponent that even an archmage struggles against, destroying her right away should be the right thing to do, shouldn't it?"

"Mimir's potential was too massive to just destroy her. From Mimir's memories, we were able to obtain data on various forms of magic that could only be proven in theory. Epsilon Meiga organized that data and published it as her own research thesis. From spatial movement magic, to necromancy. Even spirit magic."

"Erina said that spatial movement magic was lost."

"Yes. That's right. One of our great ancestors, Alio Festa, wiped out all data regarding spatial movement magic and committed suicide. If that data had remained, we might have been traveling using spatial movement devices instead of riding carriages by now, which is a real shame."

It was the exact same story as Erina's. Alio Festa, who had been researching spatial movement magic, suddenly incinerated all data and committed suicide.

"Why did he commit suicide?"

"I don't know. Even if I asked about that part, he never gave me an answer. Because he died in front of Mimir, rumors even circulated that Mimir had killed him."

The picture was somewhat coming together. A genius gatekeeper equipped with data on various forms of magic. Coincidentally, Omelas Ash, who must have been a brilliant mage. Coincidentally, her friend, Epsilon Meiga. Coincidentally, the brainwashing weapon she developed, the [Oath of Meiga]. Coincidentally, the two people who had traces of using the Oath of Meiga. Coincidentally, new theories on magic pouring out under the name 'Epsilon Meiga' after Mimir appeared. Alio Festa, who had been studying one of those sets of data. Suddenly wiping out all data and committing suicide in front of Mimir. All the branches of the story were heading toward one point.

"But why hasn't Mimir been destroyed? She even caused Alio Festa to commit suicide, and there shouldn't be any more data to extract from her, right?"

"Mimir's main body triggers a massive magic power activation."

"Magic power activation?"

"Yes. It's used as a sort of magic stone."

Simply put, it meant she was a battery. A rechargeable battery that absorbed surrounding mana and emitted it to a specific area.

"Her ability to absorb the surrounding mana and reactivate it is immense, so currently, she is being used as a substitute for a magic stone to maintain the Forest of Ahildern. At the same time, she is also used as the power source for the necromancy that sustains the ancestors in Mimir."

"Is Mimir the reason why the atmosphere of this forest is different from others then?"

The Forest of Ahildern had an entirely different atmosphere from the surrounding forests. The moment I entered the forest, my body felt warm, and spirits teemed throughout the dense woods. On the way back and forth in the carriage, I could encounter chattering spirits the size of fireflies and insects that were far more massive than in other forests.

Salina nodded her head.

"Yes. That's right. The entire forest is enveloped in Mimir's magic power."

"What would happen if Mimir is released?"

I asked. Salina frowned and shook her head.

"I don't know. The forest would probably be devastated immediately. Because it's a forest that grew while absorbing mana for far too long, it will dry up and die right away if sent to a mana-less environment now. The human kingdom tried a few times to transplant trees like that, but they all failed."

"Is that it? The trees dry up and die?"

If it was just that, it wasn't as big of a damage as I thought. It wasn't like elves could only live if there were trees. Elves were just tree enthusiasts who liked living with trees, not tree fetishists who suffered without them. At that level, the place they lived would just become a bit ugly, and the forest could be restored quickly.

"If the forest disappears, the spirits will vanish as well. Spirits also cannot live in anything other than an environment with a dense mana concentration. So when taking a spirit outside, we always embed a magic stone in an accessory like a bracelet or necklace and have the spirit live in there."

Thinking about it, this was a massive damage. Spirits were also the primary combat method for elves. The Forest of Ahildern, where spirits roamed, was an extremely dangerous space for those who harbored malice.

"Ah, so the spirits will vanish and the trees will disappear. Is there any other damage?"

"The ancestors will likely return to their graves as well."

"Ah, you said she was the power source for the necromancy, right?"

"Yes. Because the ancestors want to continue living even if it's just in spirit form, there's a high possibility that a request to release Mimir would not be accepted."

I frowned.

"So how do we release Mimir?"

"I don't know. I've never asked about the method to release Mimir... and, I don't think they'd answer even if I asked. Still, should I try asking?"

"No, rather than that, for now..."

I pointed at my thingamajig that had grown hard again. Salina glared lightly and put on a cutesy charm.

"You're so lewd. Then..."

At that moment, someone knocked on the door.

"My Queen. May I come in?"

Salina, who had been grinning silly just a moment ago, stiffened her expression and asked.

"Who is it?"

"It is Chief Chamberlain Gamba. How would you like your dinner today..."

"Leave it in front of the door. And make sure no one comes near this room. Understood?"

"Yes."

As the footsteps faded away, Salina kissed my glans penis and spoke.

"I did well, right?"

With this much, I probably wouldn't have to worry even if I left her alone.