I am a Duchess who has Rewound Nine Times, but my Tenth Life Seems to be a Reward Mode Translation

26. Second Go! (10)

Chris came forward with a slightly crooked index finger near his mouth, giving a, ‘I’m currently thinking’ atmosphere.

“…O Fire Spirit, this isn’t a command, but a plea. Lend me your flame and heat to assist me in doing good deeds.”

It was a chant from the textbook. It would be a perfect incantation, if not for his strangely thick and low voice.

However, even though Chris continued to hold his hand forward, there was no sign of the fire spirit responding.

When everyone else froze on spot, holding their breath as they waited, Ally saw two fire spirits listening to them from behind a tree, a bit far behind.

…no matter how she looked at it, those fire spirits were pushing the responsibility to each other…

”You should go!” “No, you!” they said.

It took about 5 minutes before they finally settled which one of them would go—through rock-paper-scissors—that kind of thing exists in the world of spirits?!

The entire time, Ally was clutching her head, ready to roll on the ground.

—what was the difference from their previous chanting method, then!?

It took so damn long, they wouldn’t be able to last in actual battle!

Eventually, the dead branches around them were properly lit. But the fire was weak, too weak.

She couldn’t blame the spirit of fire, he was fearing for his own life, after all.

But, in terms of the incantation period—it was just absurdly long!

“…As I thought.”

With his hand covering his mouth, Chris’ voice trembled.

“…I’m convinced. This is just a possibility but, mayhap, we’ve built up too much muscle and look terrifying.”

“You bring up that now!?”

Takkun made a really nice retort without hesitating. Speaking of which, the mountains were Takkun’s territory—as expected, he was truly a faithful minion, he came without even being called.

“I’ve always been wondering about it. Why did the spirits not respond to our chants, even though we’ve obtained such wonderful bodies from which magical power leaks out? It’s also possible that we simply haven’t attained enough strength, yet. But it seems that the real answer lies in our recurring dreams!”

“What did you say—?!”

Maximilian lifted his eyebrow. Even though his fighting spirit and exuberance had been successfully suppressed, that gaze alone was enough to skewer 10 spirits with one look.

Chris then said—

“—Please, recall it. Our recurring dreams are blurry and vague. We can’t even see the form of the threat. Instead, we keep being shown the endless pathetic behavior of our bean sprout selves! Therefore, we came to the conclusion that it’s our pathetic selves that we should be getting rid of!”

“Y, you’re right!”

Muscle brain Martin nodded.

Chris kept his bent index finger under his chin and continued explaining.

“It’s the nature of the spirits to help the weak. In fact, it’s already established in both girls’ and children’s storybooks. In my dream, I recall how the spirits surrounded me in obvious concern when I was in weakened state. However, because I was already dying, I failed to even chant a single spell…”

“…Now that you said it…”

It seemed that Stephen had a flashback, because his eyes were wide open.

Chris closed his eyes as he arrived upon a conclusion.

“…Even when dreaming, I keep thinking about this—so the spirits would approach without even being summoned when you’re that kind of pathetic but good-looking person, huh!? Even though he’s such a weakling and his magical power is slight! Even though he has not enough physical strength to use magic!”

“Does that mean the amount and quality of magical power are secondary to the spirits, and what mattered most is whether or not the caller is beautiful!?”

Representative Geoffrey said with a terrible tone.

Christ thrusted his hand forward and shouted, “You’re exactly right!”

“For men like us, who have tremendous magical power but also such fervent appearances, that we unnerve the spirits is only likely! In other words, when we chant to them, we have to humble ourselves! Normal chanting is no good!”

BAAAAAAN!

Chris said with a face that caused the sound effect to be heard.

Maximilian raised his eyebrows again.

“Who would’ve thought they’re dissatisfied with that…”

He said with such a small voice it was unbefitting of the Overlord of Muscle.


***T/N:

”You should go!” “No, you!” they said.

WHY. WHY ARE YOU GUYS LIKE THIS!?!?!?!? ????

“…Even when dreaming, I keep thinking about this—so the spirits would approach without even being summoned when you’re that kind of pathetic but good-looking person, huh!? Even though he’s such a weakling and his magical power is slight! Even though he has not enough physical strength to use magic!”

…Halfway, this dude probably forget he’s bashing himself.

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