Hyaku ma no Omo - Chapter 30

The Man Who Speaks the Language of Dragons TN Note:
Dragons~~
Every story needs dragons! TheSword EmperorElma, leaving the other Demon Lords be, was lost in her own thoughts the whole time.
Although she paid very slight attention to her surroundings but she was mostly absent-minded.
Elma started to notice that she was regretting the actions she had taken so far.

Because of my fault, especially with that Mzeg

It was a huge worry that nothing could be done about.
She felt like scolding herself for having created this kind of a situation.

Although, earlier, she was completely absorbed in running away so she didn’t have any time to think about things but not that they had some time, those thoughts came back to plague her.

If you think about it, then the reason for Mzeg to be after them was with herself.
She was the one who got the other Demon Lordsinvolved.

Damn it.

It might be true that the other Demon Lords were being pursued by some hostile forces.
TheAlchemy KingShaw was being chased by the countries of Saisalis and the others should be the same.

The circumstances of the people who gathered there might have been extremely similar.

However, Mzeg was in a completely different level.
Rather than being pursued by Mzeg, it might have been better to be pursued by several of the other countries instead.

And the one who brought Mzeg into this situation, was her.

Elma, Elma, Let’s go to the basement. Seems we can see a lot of things there!

Eh? A, ah, that’s right

Suddenly, an excited[1] voice interrupted her thoughts.
Merea was standing next to Elma with a cheerful expression on his face.
This was probably what it meant to have a face full of excitement.
It was an easy to understand expression.

Is something the matter?

No, nothing is wrong

His strange red pupils seemed to pierce through her and for, but a moment, she felt like he may have seen through all the way to her heart.

That was how straight forward his gaze was, with a flash of brightness in it that seemed to be ascertaining something or at least that’s how she felt when she looked into his eyes.

However, seeing him tilt his neck and ask her, made her realise that it was a needless worry.

Feeling slightly relieved, Elma followed after Merea.

Elma’s worry was actually not needless.
Although to a vague level but Merea had an inkling that Elma was blaming herself.

On the mountain top of Lindholm Sacred Mountain, he had seen that kind of an expression quite a few times.
The heroic spirits who had regrets in the past would sometimes make that kind of an expression and Elma’s was quite similar to that.

Over and above that, Merea had noticed Elma’s self-reproach and he also noticed that she didn’t seem to want to talk about it so he decided not to ask her anything.
There was also the reason that, even if he did ask, he didn’t really have a decent reply to provide.

He didn’t plan on leaving her be but right now, he wasn’t sure how to get rid of her worries.
When and how.

Even to the heroic spirits it was hard to ask, so how could he just casually ask that of her when he had only just met her.

How could he get her to express her mind without any fear.
Actually, should she really express her mind at all?

Merea felt slightly annoyed at himself for not being able to decide.

Afterwards, Merea followed Shaw’s lead and stepped into the basement of the Sherwood firm’s branch office.

There really are a lot of things, both animate and inanimate

There were various that had been procured from several regions in the basement of the firm’s branch office.
Merea gently laid the sleeping Lilium on a soft sofa, in a corner of the basement and started looking around at the items.

Starting with minerals and plants that clearly have a lot of value, to fine arts that don’t seem to have a clear price, till tools that was hard to understand why they were even created.

There are even cages to put livings things in.

The term diverse mess would be the perfect way to describe that basement.

Since they had to wait till that middle-aged monocleZaidoprepared the transport for them, Shaw also patiently explained about all the products lined up.

For Merea, most were items he had never seen before.

Although he was extremely curious and his curiosity only grew every time he saw the actual items but he still kept thinking back on Elma’s anguished expression.

Every now and then he would glance at Elma but as expected, even during Shaw’s explanations, she seemed lost in thought.

Ohh, there’s something rare here

As they were nearing the end of their tour through the warehouse, Shaw suddenly raised a slightly surprised voice.