“Come to your senses.”
Dorothea, who had been sticking her head through a door filled with bright light, stopped when someone said something.
The world of spiritual bodies is born from nature.
The place she glimpsed through the open door, even if just for a moment, was a space filled with so much light that she couldn't open her eyes.
How can she describe the space filled with sweet natural light and soft colors that cannot be described?
Dorothea, who had been unconsciously lost, barely managed to close the door.
The small water spirit fluttered around, having lost track of where it should go.
“Are you okay?”
"Yes, I'm fine."
Only the heart that was still beating fast allowed her to know that what she had seen was not a lie.
It was a world so vast that not even she could handle it.
If she had to give it a name, wouldn't the spirit bodies that reside in their world be the prototype of 'God' that resides in all things?
“I almost got swallowed up when I peeked for no reason.”
As Colin approached, looking at her pale complexion, Dorothea shook her head and stopped him.
“The soul power inside me is still running wild, so don’t come closer.”
Moreover, the ‘ritual’ was not all over.
Just because the spirit was imprisoned in the present world to prevent it from returning beyond the door, that doesn't mean it became hers.
Dorothea looked at Hertia, who had fainted.
“It’s a bit strange as expected.”
How on earth does the spirit priest here make a contract with the spirits?
The ‘kite’ that connects spirits and humans was excessively blurry and thin.
With this level of solidarity, the title ‘spirit handler’ was almost meaningless.
They cannot share each other's soul power, cannot communicate thoughts, and are not completely under their influence as part of the family.
“It’s a meaningless contract to even say it’s half-hearted.”
Dorothea asked, looking down at the precariously connected thread that looked as if it might break at any moment.
“Do all the spiritists here make contracts with spirits in the same way as this child?”
It was truly an inefficient method.
"I don't know."
“Isn’t there a time when a spirit master’s soul was taken away?”
“Usually, when a spirit master passes away, the link with the spirit is broken even before the messenger arrives. It is often called ‘reverse summoning.’”
So, that means other spirit masters are no different from this child.
Dorothea lowered her eyes and was lost in thought.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about, but spiritists who can summon spirits are very rare. If this child had made her talent known earlier, the Empire might have recognized her ability and given her a title.”
Perhaps she was hiding her claws to reveal herself after being adopted by the Marquis.
Dorothea looked down at Hertia and extended her hand towards the small spirit that was rubbing its body in a friendly manner.
Perhaps because of Dorothea's unique feeling of being a 'soul master', the spirit was responding to her soul power without any rejection from the beginning.
“I thought it would be quite an appetizing meal because of the natural energy I felt from this child.”
If she swallowed this spirit, she would only gain a few years' worth of soul power.
“Then are you planning on just letting it go?”
Dorothea stretched out her hand, and tickled the water spirit and smiled.
“What do you think? Are you signing a ‘contract of obedience’ with me?”
Perhaps she can give it something much greater than what Hertia gave it.
Colin frowned at the gentle and kind voice.
As he turned his head, feeling uncomfortable at the soothing voice that gently lured the spirit, Dorothea's hand grabbed the 'thread'.
The thin thread connecting Hertia and the spirit broke in her hand.
The spirit that suddenly lost its summoner began to struggle.
Dorothea, who had been watching without even blinking as the stream of water drenched the surrounding area, covered the confused spirit with her soul power.
The color of the blue spirit that was swallowed up by the soul power began to change little by little.
“Become part of my family.”
The tip of the blue fish's tail began to turn golden.
Finally, it was the moment when the golden light slowly swallowed all the spirits.
Someone urgently knocked on the living room door and shouted.
“Viscount, I think you should come out and have a look! Someone from the Marquis has arrived!”
As soon as he finished speaking, the sound of someone arguing was heard.
“Get out of the way!”
“This is Viscount Colin’s mansion. No matter how much you call him a Marquis...”
“Even if it’s out of the way!”
The sound of something rustling, along with the sound of the rough footsteps of people wearing military boots rushing in, could be heard right up ahead.
“Dorothea! My baby!”
Eventually, the moment the closed door opened, the Marquis of Highclere came in with a scary face and stopped, unable to believe the sight before his eyes.
"Oh my God."
Dorothea was standing in the middle of the drawing-room, completely intact and without any injuries.
“Grandpa, hello?”
As she smiled and said hello, the blue water spirit was hovering next to her again.
“Um, spirit...!”
“Oh my God, it’s a spirit...”
“I never thought I would see something like this in my lifetime.”
The group who followed the Marquis through the door belatedly all looked dumbfounded and were speechless at the sight before their eyes.
Some people rolled their eyes as if they couldn't believe it.
Young Dorothea and the blue spirit hovering by her side.
Some people quietly knelt at the sacred-looking sight.
He could not even see Hertia, who had fainted next to him, or Colin, who was leaning against the wall with a pale face.
The tension that had been tense was relieved by the cool but warm, unique sense of stability that the spirit gave.
Eventually, Ben cautiously approached and picked up his daughter.
“Sweetheart, if you wanted to leave the mansion, you should have told me.”
Confusion deepened in his eyes as he confirmed the existence of the spirit hovering next to Dorothea with an innocent smile on his face.
The spirit master said to be one of the rarest in the empire, was not someone else but his daughter.
Cases where it appeared naturally without even a spirit stone were extremely rare, so it only remained as a record.
In a situation where she was already receiving a lot of people's attention, it was difficult to guess what effect her appearance as a spiritist would have on the young girl.
“Thea, I guess I’ll have to nag you this time. You left the mansion alone.”
Dorothea lifted the hour hand as if she knew nothing and pointed at Hertia, who had fainted.
“This sister said she was taking me to my uncle.”
"Who?"
“The maid. Something bad could happen if I stay in the mansion, so she’ll take me to my uncle.”
Ben didn't know Hertia existed, but the Marquis seemed to recognize who she was.
Felix, who understood the situation, approached Colin, who had been leaning in the corner, and began questioning him in a low voice.
“You brought a child to your mansion without saying a word. Besides, the child lying down over there is not a maid, but the collateral maid you recommended.”
When pressed to explain the situation properly, Colin spoke slowly.
“I didn’t bring Dorothea to the mansion. She said she was bringing Thea here and she let her ride in the carriage as she pleased. Fortunately, around the time I received word that they had disappeared from the mansion, my subordinate found them on the street.”
Unfortunately, the person involved, who had lost the spirit he was proud of and had to bear all the blame alone, was unconscious.
While Colin was letting go, he decided to wash away his troublesome past.
“If you track down that child, you will also find out the origin of the rumors that have been circulating.”
Hearing Colin's calm words, Felix's eyes turned to Hertia.
“Since bringing Dorothea to the ecliptic, she has been in constant contact with me. I didn't think it was a big deal, but by chance, I found out that she was connected to a group of subversive people. So, we were in regular contact and watching the child’s behavior, so we were able to bring Thea at the right time.”
By the time Hertia woke up, the investigation into her had already begun and all the dirty details were coming out.
Even if she said Colin was her accomplice, no one would even believe her at that point.
Felix looked at Colin with a strange gaze as he looked up to the sky and defended himself as if he had no shame. He looked at his younger brother, who had changed from before, to see if he was telling the truth.
Finally, with a short sigh, he tapped his illegitimate brother on the shoulder.
"Good work."
Colin nodded under his admiration.
“Take her with you.”
The knights who came with a low command dragged Hertia, who had fainted, out.
After that, everyone looked up at the sight of the person who entered most leisurely.
An elderly man who looked unusual at first glance was approaching Dorothea, wearing a white robe and a benevolent smile.
Dorothea's eyes sparkled at the clear and good energy she felt from the man who approached her.
'He is serving God.'
An uncorrupted practitioner.
Even in her past life, she had the opportunity to make contact very occasionally.
Religious people who serve God and cultivate their own way through long-term training.
Those who realized the existence of the amulet bound to the mountain and crossed the barrier.
Nine times out of ten, they are just big-time profiteers and swindlers, but there are very rare people who have reached the level of being called 'saints' through long-term training.
Just like the person in front of her.
“You are the Lady of the rumor.”
When the high priest stretched out his hand, Dorothea fell into his arms without much resistance.
He smiled warmly and looked around as if he was surprised to see a spirit hovering around her.
“I have rarely met Spirit Masters, but this is the first time I have seen someone with such strong affinity and clear energy as this child.”
The Marquis, who had been listening quietly, opened his mouth.
“Then can we escape the disturbing rumor that this child has made a contract with the demons?”
“The spirits of nature are such friendly beings. If there had been even the slightest connection with the demons, would the spirit have come so close to the child? The Marquis was worried for no reason.”
As soon as the priest finished speaking, sighs of relief were heard everywhere.
Everyone must have been anxious due to the small misfortunes and rumors going on in the mansion over the past few months.
“And one more thing.”
The High Priest took his eyes off Dorothea and spoke softly to the Marquis.
“I think you can let go of other worries as well.”
“If you say it’s another worry...?”
“This child does not have mana disease.”
The eyes of those standing nearby widened as they heard the high priest's words.
The Marquis, Ben, and other family members could not hide their surprise.
“This is my first time seeing it with my own eyes. The naturally manifested Spiritual Master was born after 100 years, so it was inevitable that everyone would not have known about it.”
"Yes?"
“Among the children who manifested themselves as spiritists through the love of spirits rather than mana, there are cases where they became seriously ill because they gained uncontrollable power from an early age.”
“...”
“I think they probably mistook it for a mana disease.”
The Marquis stared at Dorothea with a devastated face.
As soon as Dorothea was born, the imperial palace healer diagnosed her with 'mana disease' and said, 'She will not live long.'
Following the death of his only daughter, it was a blood bond that he cruelly cut off due to the pain of having to let go of the blood relatives she left behind.
It was all a misunderstanding.
Regret flashed across his face as he closed his eyes tightly.
In an atmosphere where everyone was happy about the unexpected good news, only one person, Colin, turned his head to avoid being seen with his cold face.
'Misunderstandings are a total mess.'
Since the child has changed, the illness has disappeared.
As she wisely took the soul power she had gathered and applied it to her whole body, any illness she had never had would disappear.
Dorothea, who had acquired spirit thanks to Hertia who had been dragged away, had a beautiful blush on her cheeks.
At this level, even the damaged body could be restored over time.
In the distance, at the end of the hallway, he saw a small figure snooping around and then running away.
Colin sighed once again as he watched Ben holding Dorothea affectionately and patting her back to help her fall asleep.
His head hurt when he thought of the many original sins this body had committed, especially the twisted family relationships.
At the same time, resentment toward Dorothea welled up.
If she brought him into this household, wouldn't she also have a certain responsibility?
Perhaps she knew of his troubles as he had a wife he had never had in his life and a son, but the culprit of this whole situation was deep asleep with an angelic face.
“Thea, let’s go home and rest quickly.”
It would have been better if he had also been placed in the body of a child.
Colin's eyes looked from Ben, who was affectionately holding his niece, to his father, the Marquis.
'Why is that guy like that?'
The Marquis turned his head to look at his second son, who had sad eyes today.
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“Come to your senses.”
Dorothea, who had been sticking her head through a door filled with bright light, stopped when someone said something.
The world of spiritual bodies is born from nature.
The place she glimpsed through the open door, even if just for a moment, was a space filled with so much light that she couldn't open her eyes.
How can she describe the space filled with sweet natural light and soft colors that cannot be described?
Dorothea, who had been unconsciously lost, barely managed to close the door.
The small water spirit fluttered around, having lost track of where it should go.
“Are you okay?”
"Yes, I'm fine."
Only the heart that was still beating fast allowed her to know that what she had seen was not a lie.
It was a world so vast that not even she could handle it.
If she had to give it a name, wouldn't the spirit bodies that reside in their world be the prototype of 'God' that resides in all things?
“I almost got swallowed up when I peeked for no reason.”
As Colin approached, looking at her pale complexion, Dorothea shook her head and stopped him.
“The soul power inside me is still running wild, so don’t come closer.”
Moreover, the ‘ritual’ was not all over.
Just because the spirit was imprisoned in the present world to prevent it from returning beyond the door, that doesn't mean it became hers.
Dorothea looked at Hertia, who had fainted.
“It’s a bit strange as expected.”
How on earth does the spirit priest here make a contract with the spirits?
The ‘kite’ that connects spirits and humans was excessively blurry and thin.
With this level of solidarity, the title ‘spirit handler’ was almost meaningless.
They cannot share each other's soul power, cannot communicate thoughts, and are not completely under their influence as part of the family.
“It’s a meaningless contract to even say it’s half-hearted.”
Dorothea asked, looking down at the precariously connected thread that looked as if it might break at any moment.
“Do all the spiritists here make contracts with spirits in the same way as this child?”
It was truly an inefficient method.
"I don't know."
“Isn’t there a time when a spirit master’s soul was taken away?”
“Usually, when a spirit master passes away, the link with the spirit is broken even before the messenger arrives. It is often called ‘reverse summoning.’”
So, that means other spirit masters are no different from this child.
Dorothea lowered her eyes and was lost in thought.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about, but spiritists who can summon spirits are very rare. If this child had made her talent known earlier, the Empire might have recognized her ability and given her a title.”
Perhaps she was hiding her claws to reveal herself after being adopted by the Marquis.
Dorothea looked down at Hertia and extended her hand towards the small spirit that was rubbing its body in a friendly manner.
Perhaps because of Dorothea's unique feeling of being a 'soul master', the spirit was responding to her soul power without any rejection from the beginning.
“I thought it would be quite an appetizing meal because of the natural energy I felt from this child.”
If she swallowed this spirit, she would only gain a few years' worth of soul power.
“Then are you planning on just letting it go?”
Dorothea stretched out her hand, and tickled the water spirit and smiled.
“What do you think? Are you signing a ‘contract of obedience’ with me?”
Perhaps she can give it something much greater than what Hertia gave it.
Colin frowned at the gentle and kind voice.
As he turned his head, feeling uncomfortable at the soothing voice that gently lured the spirit, Dorothea's hand grabbed the 'thread'.
The thin thread connecting Hertia and the spirit broke in her hand.
The spirit that suddenly lost its summoner began to struggle.
Dorothea, who had been watching without even blinking as the stream of water drenched the surrounding area, covered the confused spirit with her soul power.
The color of the blue spirit that was swallowed up by the soul power began to change little by little.
“Become part of my family.”
The tip of the blue fish's tail began to turn golden.
Finally, it was the moment when the golden light slowly swallowed all the spirits.
Someone urgently knocked on the living room door and shouted.
“Viscount, I think you should come out and have a look! Someone from the Marquis has arrived!”
As soon as he finished speaking, the sound of someone arguing was heard.
“Get out of the way!”
“This is Viscount Colin’s mansion. No matter how much you call him a Marquis...”
“Even if it’s out of the way!”
The sound of something rustling, along with the sound of the rough footsteps of people wearing military boots rushing in, could be heard right up ahead.
“Dorothea! My baby!”
Eventually, the moment the closed door opened, the Marquis of Highclere came in with a scary face and stopped, unable to believe the sight before his eyes.
"Oh my God."
Dorothea was standing in the middle of the drawing-room, completely intact and without any injuries.
“Grandpa, hello?”
As she smiled and said hello, the blue water spirit was hovering next to her again.
“Um, spirit...!”
“Oh my God, it’s a spirit...”
“I never thought I would see something like this in my lifetime.”
The group who followed the Marquis through the door belatedly all looked dumbfounded and were speechless at the sight before their eyes.
Some people rolled their eyes as if they couldn't believe it.
Young Dorothea and the blue spirit hovering by her side.
Some people quietly knelt at the sacred-looking sight.
He could not even see Hertia, who had fainted next to him, or Colin, who was leaning against the wall with a pale face.
The tension that had been tense was relieved by the cool but warm, unique sense of stability that the spirit gave.
Eventually, Ben cautiously approached and picked up his daughter.
“Sweetheart, if you wanted to leave the mansion, you should have told me.”
Confusion deepened in his eyes as he confirmed the existence of the spirit hovering next to Dorothea with an innocent smile on his face.
The spirit master said to be one of the rarest in the empire, was not someone else but his daughter.
Cases where it appeared naturally without even a spirit stone were extremely rare, so it only remained as a record.
In a situation where she was already receiving a lot of people's attention, it was difficult to guess what effect her appearance as a spiritist would have on the young girl.
“Thea, I guess I’ll have to nag you this time. You left the mansion alone.”
Dorothea lifted the hour hand as if she knew nothing and pointed at Hertia, who had fainted.
“This sister said she was taking me to my uncle.”
"Who?"
“The maid. Something bad could happen if I stay in the mansion, so she’ll take me to my uncle.”
Ben didn't know Hertia existed, but the Marquis seemed to recognize who she was.
Felix, who understood the situation, approached Colin, who had been leaning in the corner, and began questioning him in a low voice.
“You brought a child to your mansion without saying a word. Besides, the child lying down over there is not a maid, but the collateral maid you recommended.”
When pressed to explain the situation properly, Colin spoke slowly.
“I didn’t bring Dorothea to the mansion. She said she was bringing Thea here and she let her ride in the carriage as she pleased. Fortunately, around the time I received word that they had disappeared from the mansion, my subordinate found them on the street.”
Unfortunately, the person involved, who had lost the spirit he was proud of and had to bear all the blame alone, was unconscious.
While Colin was letting go, he decided to wash away his troublesome past.
“If you track down that child, you will also find out the origin of the rumors that have been circulating.”
Hearing Colin's calm words, Felix's eyes turned to Hertia.
“Since bringing Dorothea to the ecliptic, she has been in constant contact with me. I didn't think it was a big deal, but by chance, I found out that she was connected to a group of subversive people. So, we were in regular contact and watching the child’s behavior, so we were able to bring Thea at the right time.”
By the time Hertia woke up, the investigation into her had already begun and all the dirty details were coming out.
Even if she said Colin was her accomplice, no one would even believe her at that point.
Felix looked at Colin with a strange gaze as he looked up to the sky and defended himself as if he had no shame. He looked at his younger brother, who had changed from before, to see if he was telling the truth.
Finally, with a short sigh, he tapped his illegitimate brother on the shoulder.
"Good work."
Colin nodded under his admiration.
“Take her with you.”
The knights who came with a low command dragged Hertia, who had fainted, out.
After that, everyone looked up at the sight of the person who entered most leisurely.
An elderly man who looked unusual at first glance was approaching Dorothea, wearing a white robe and a benevolent smile.
Dorothea's eyes sparkled at the clear and good energy she felt from the man who approached her.
'He is serving God.'
An uncorrupted practitioner.
Even in her past life, she had the opportunity to make contact very occasionally.
Religious people who serve God and cultivate their own way through long-term training.
Those who realized the existence of the amulet bound to the mountain and crossed the barrier.
Nine times out of ten, they are just big-time profiteers and swindlers, but there are very rare people who have reached the level of being called 'saints' through long-term training.
Just like the person in front of her.
“You are the Lady of the rumor.”
When the high priest stretched out his hand, Dorothea fell into his arms without much resistance.
He smiled warmly and looked around as if he was surprised to see a spirit hovering around her.
“I have rarely met Spirit Masters, but this is the first time I have seen someone with such strong affinity and clear energy as this child.”
The Marquis, who had been listening quietly, opened his mouth.
“Then can we escape the disturbing rumor that this child has made a contract with the demons?”
“The spirits of nature are such friendly beings. If there had been even the slightest connection with the demons, would the spirit have come so close to the child? The Marquis was worried for no reason.”
As soon as the priest finished speaking, sighs of relief were heard everywhere.
Everyone must have been anxious due to the small misfortunes and rumors going on in the mansion over the past few months.
“And one more thing.”
The High Priest took his eyes off Dorothea and spoke softly to the Marquis.
“I think you can let go of other worries as well.”
“If you say it’s another worry...?”
“This child does not have mana disease.”
The eyes of those standing nearby widened as they heard the high priest's words.
The Marquis, Ben, and other family members could not hide their surprise.
“This is my first time seeing it with my own eyes. The naturally manifested Spiritual Master was born after 100 years, so it was inevitable that everyone would not have known about it.”
"Yes?"
“Among the children who manifested themselves as spiritists through the love of spirits rather than mana, there are cases where they became seriously ill because they gained uncontrollable power from an early age.”
“...”
“I think they probably mistook it for a mana disease.”
The Marquis stared at Dorothea with a devastated face.
As soon as Dorothea was born, the imperial palace healer diagnosed her with 'mana disease' and said, 'She will not live long.'
Following the death of his only daughter, it was a blood bond that he cruelly cut off due to the pain of having to let go of the blood relatives she left behind.
It was all a misunderstanding.
Regret flashed across his face as he closed his eyes tightly.
In an atmosphere where everyone was happy about the unexpected good news, only one person, Colin, turned his head to avoid being seen with his cold face.
'Misunderstandings are a total mess.'
Since the child has changed, the illness has disappeared.
As she wisely took the soul power she had gathered and applied it to her whole body, any illness she had never had would disappear.
Dorothea, who had acquired spirit thanks to Hertia who had been dragged away, had a beautiful blush on her cheeks.
At this level, even the damaged body could be restored over time.
In the distance, at the end of the hallway, he saw a small figure snooping around and then running away.
Colin sighed once again as he watched Ben holding Dorothea affectionately and patting her back to help her fall asleep.
His head hurt when he thought of the many original sins this body had committed, especially the twisted family relationships.
At the same time, resentment toward Dorothea welled up.
If she brought him into this household, wouldn't she also have a certain responsibility?
Perhaps she knew of his troubles as he had a wife he had never had in his life and a son, but the culprit of this whole situation was deep asleep with an angelic face.
“Thea, let’s go home and rest quickly.”
It would have been better if he had also been placed in the body of a child.
Colin's eyes looked from Ben, who was affectionately holding his niece, to his father, the Marquis.
'Why is that guy like that?'
The Marquis turned his head to look at his second son, who had sad eyes today.
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