The Celestial Maiden’s Young Master in Another World - Chapter 3

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Chapter 3. The Deal
White flames surround me on every side.
Front, back, left, right—everywhere.
…Is this actually okay?
Ever since the attack by those mysterious masked figures in black, white Holy Flame has enveloped my entire surroundings.
It’s certainly not hot, and it doesn’t feel threatening. More than that, it looks distinctly protective.
But what troubles me is that this flame belongs to “Elysian’s Holy Flame.”
‘Are they going to catch me this quickly for changing my name?’
—I’ll say Utag made me do it.
Eli, her blunt tone belying her actions, held me close as though shielding me.
The flame that cut us off from the world wavered as if searching.
Rising and billowing, the white Holy Flame sent up a spray of embers, and from those sparks a small flame ignited like foxfire.
A tiny white flame hovering before my eyes spoke.
[-I am the messenger who conveys the words of the great light and truth, Elysian.]
So this white-hot Holy Flame was Elysian’s messenger, then?
‘Um… what might this be about…?’
I couldn’t bring myself to ask boldly—not when I had unfinished business hanging over my head.
The way embers sparked from the flame seemed almost like Elysian scoffing.
[-Elysian is currently unable to move. Therefore, she wishes to entrust you with a mission.]
A mission? What sort of mission?
[-Each time you fulfill your mission as a Prophet, you shall be granted whatever you desire.]
What I wanted most recently was for our fairy queen, Eli, to become Elysian completely.
Is that possible?
[-Elysian knows of all your unholy deeds.]
Flinch.
‘Ahaha.’
So I’ve already been caught—about the fairy queen renaming herself Elysian.
[-But if you fulfill your mission, she will not only turn a blind eye.]
The flame seemed to fix its gaze upon Eli.
[-She has said she will help your small companion beside you take root.]
‘What must I do?’
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As the masked figures in black began chanting an incantation, a black Magic Circle rose above their heads.
Ordinary Magic Circles emit a blue glow, like that of a Mana Stone.
That a black Magic Circle forms like this indicates the magic’s wielder is a Dark Mage bound by contract to a demon.
The activated Magic Circle spawned a black Gate, and Low-rank Demons began pouring through.
Summoning demons in this Divine Space?
Cardinal Reillike Rudersk’s expression hardened to something cold and terrible.
“Your Eminence, it appears there has been an intrusion into the Holy Relic vault as well.”
“It’s possible their objective is the Holy Relics themselves.”
His aide approached and delivered the report swiftly.
He recognized the identity of those who had attacked his son’s Naming Ceremony almost at once.
Infulim—a collective of demon worshippers, heretics who would deserve to be torn to shreds for their pathetic attempts to scatter demons across the human world.
It was an unspeakable mercy that Holy Flame had protected the child immediately.
The demons Infulim had summoned were only Low-rank Demons, but to an infant barely capable of babbling, they were lethal.
His naturally gentle face contorted without mercy.
Their objective remained unclear.
However, the majority of their forces were currently concentrated here due to his son’s Naming Ceremony.
“What of the Infulim forces at the Holy Relic vault?”
“Apparently a detachment of five who appear to be High-rank Dark Mages.”
“Tell Sonya to take the First and Second Combat Priest Orders there at once.”
“Yes, Your Eminence. Understood.”
An unprecedented attack targeting the Cardinal’s son’s Naming Ceremony.
Since the Divine had recently withdrawn, circumstances had begun to unfold in a most peculiar manner.
The Empire had strictly limited the spread of this fact to prevent chaos, yet rumors had begun to circulate nonetheless.
And they started small, from villages far removed from the Religious Order’s main temple. Simultaneously, the activities of these heretical demons had increased.
And now came this attack.
Could these events truly be coincidence? Reillike could answer with absolute certainty: no.
Every circumstance lay so nakedly apparent that even a simpering child could perceive it.
What was their objective? His son? Or the Holy Relics?
Whatever they wanted, I had no intention of giving it to them.
He swung the Flail, scattering Holy Power across the space.
“Purification Veil.”
As the words left his mouth, a luminous veil unfurled above the summoned demons’ heads.
“Screeeee!”
As the purifying light poured down, the low-rank demons whitened and crumbled to ash, dissolving away.
As expected, their combat power was pathetic, but the relentless onslaught was no trivial matter.
He had to reach the Infulim members maintaining the Magic Circle in the rear.
“Let me incinerate them all at once with Judgment Flame, and you strike at Infulim.”
“Yes, Liliad. Let’s do that.”
Just as they were taking their positions, Holy Flame erupted massively, blazing to life.
A sacred white wave swept through the demons.
“Screeeee!”
“Kieeeek!”
The Holy Flame, engulfing demons and Infulim alike, dissolved every trace without mercy.
“What in the—”
“Did the Holy Flame just attack?”
Everyone locked in confrontation stared in shock at the vast blooming Holy Flame.
In the Naming Ceremony, the Holy Flame’s only role was to choose a name.
Sometimes those blessed abundantly by the Divine stirred anomalies in the Holy Flame, but even that was a subtle change.
But this transcended protecting the child—it was the Holy Flame’s resolve to defend completely.
And the Holy Flame’s will was Elysian’s will.
“The flames—!”
The Holy Flame that had consumed everything was swiftly drawn into the cradle where the child lay.
Having absorbed all the Holy Flame, the child radiated Divine Power….
“Pbbbt!”
And giggled happily.
***
‘It actually happened!’
The deal (?) with the white flame was quite lucrative.
Elysian’s promise to root Eli into this world wasn’t hollow—after finishing what he had to say, he left Divine Power as a gift for Eli and Holy Power as a gift for me.
Holy Power! I actually got it too!
‘Fantasy-like stats…!’
-Here we go again.
Eli sighed, but my excitement wouldn’t stop.
How could I possibly contain this?
Despite all the grand talk of Mission alongside granting me Holy Power, what Elysian demanded was only two things.
[-I shall inscribe the Mark of Destined Prophet upon you. It will reveal itself when the time comes.]
[-Your Mission too shall be the same. You will understand naturally when the time is right. Until then….]
Deal with demons and demon followers as thoroughly as possible.
Meet a Saint and remove the Seal placed upon them.
If I did the work well, he’d let me use the name Elysian.
Elysian really was something else, wasn’t he?
Ha—thanks a lot, whitey.
‘But didn’t the white flame see that I’m a newborn? How am I supposed to kill demons?’
-Well… he didn’t ask me to do it right away.
‘And where am I supposed to find this Saint?’
-Won’t I just end up meeting them naturally?
Why do I feel like I’m the only one anxious here?
Looking at Eli’s dumb, untroubled face, my restlessness melted away.
Right. He wouldn’t have asked if he didn’t think I could manage it.
‘Now that I think about it, the servants mentioned that the Saint can’t hear Elysian’s voice.’
-It must be because of the Seal, right?
‘Probably.’
He must have placed the Seal out of necessity, but from the Saint’s perspective, a voice from the Divine that once rang clear had suddenly vanished entirely.
How unsettling and suffocating that must be.
Though I still knew neither the Saint’s name nor face, deep empathy had already formed.
If Eli suddenly disappeared, I’d be too anxious to do anything either.
‘I need to break the Seal as quickly as possible.’
To do that, all I could do was hunt demons and demon followers diligently until I met the Saint.
‘How much of your Divine Power have you accumulated?’
-Compared to before, it’s barely a drop in the bucket. Though I suppose enough to catch my breath, at least?
‘Enough to fight a demon?’
-I think I could manage simple Talismans at best. But Utag—shouldn’t you grow a bit more before fighting anything?
Fair point. I can’t exactly take on demons right now.
Even if I do have Holy Power, I don’t know how to use it yet.
I rolled across the bed, my eyes settling on the paper laid so neatly atop the side table.
In all that chaos, the Holy Flame hadn’t forgotten my name.
When the transaction was complete and the Holy Flame flowed into my body, when the veil lifted, everything was so impossibly tidy that I’d been startled. Truly, impossibly clean.
Impossibly clean, really.
Save for the Prayer Chamber being slightly disturbed, there was no trace of the intrusion.
The menacing masked figures in black had vanished without a trace.
‘And yet the paper was right where it had always been.’
The paper with the list of name candidates had both sides burned away entirely, leaving only the middle section intact, glowing softly.
My parents had brought it back with me and laid it reverently on the table.
‘Eli chose the left one.’
-And I picked the right.
‘So we both got it wrong. What do we do now?’
-My name is Elysian too, isn’t it? So if Elysian’s will is my will, then doesn’t that mean I won?
‘What are you even saying…? It’s a draw.’
We bickered while waiting for our parents.
Since neither of us could read the characters yet, there was nothing else to do.
And then, shortly after—
“Reillike. My child, your name is Reillike. Reillike Rudersk.”
Father’s eyes sparkled with pride as he stroked my hair.
-Wow, that’s so cool….
‘Please be quiet for a moment. The emotion is overwhelming.’
I grumbled, but my fingers trembled with feeling.
It was a warmth I’d never received in my previous life.
“So the name chosen was indeed one taken from Elysian’s own.”
What? My name was derived from the Divine’s name?
-Going on about Prophets and whatnot, then just made her pick her own name. How sneaky.
Ah, you’re right. That’s a bit underhanded.
“I imagine you would have preferred the right name. It must be disappointing—it was based on your name, after all.”
“Oh my. If that’s the case, then the same applies to you.”
From the context, it seemed the left name had come from Father and the right from Mother.
Just as I thought. Eli and I had firm tastes.
‘Here’s to working well together going forward, Eli.’
-You too, Reillike.
Thus, our Naming Ceremony concluded at last, after all its complications.
***
I’d found a path to securing Divine Power; now I needed to secure the means.
The problem was that I was a newborn. One who couldn’t even crawl yet!
This was a problem only time could solve.
So what remained as the next problem?
‘How do you catch demons?’
Precisely how to catch demons.
A shaman’s specialty lay in exorcising ghosts and malevolent spirits, not in catching demons.
Even back on Earth, demons had their own specialists, and I’d never tried capturing one.
‘Though I have chased out possession cases before.’
-Now that you have Holy Power too, Reillike, shouldn’t it work? My Divine Power’s quality is different now than it used to be. I think it might be possible.
Well. Eli speaking with such confidence. Then perhaps it’s worth attempting.
In my previous life, my most frequently used weapons were the staff and Talismans.
I’d coat the staff with Demon Slayer Talismans.
Wooden staffs had poor cost-effectiveness, so I’d mainly used iron pipes instead.
A baby couldn’t possibly wield an iron pipe or staff, so I chose the Milk Bottle instead.
The reason was simple. It was usually nearby and roughly cylindrical in shape.
Now I just needed to solve the Talisman problem—but how could a newborn write the characters to create one?
Yet even this obstacle resolved surprisingly quickly.
-A Talisman is just a formality anyway. Before, I had to use conventional methods with you because you hadn’t even opened your spiritual eyes yet and we couldn’t communicate properly.
-What could I possibly fail to do with you right here beside me?
‘There she is—our beloved Eli, truly worthy of praise.’
Let me have a moment of adoration here.
Eli continued her explanation.
-The key is channeling Divine Power into it. You’ve got Holy Power now too, Utag, so if you write the letters using that, I’ll infuse them with the Demon Slayer’s essence.
‘You want me to use Holy Power just like that?’
I’ve never used it before.
-You can do it! Come on, you’ve got this!
A small grunt escaped me.
All right, let’s try. I’ve always wanted to do something this fantastical anyway.
If Holy Power was the kind of personal ability stat that existed in this medieval fantasy world, then a newborn like me was guaranteed to be a genius.
I can do this!
I wriggled my tiny body and rolled onto my side, pressing a finger against the Milk Bottle.
Holy Power, Holy Power, Holy Power—write with it….
Sensing the alien energy newly born within my body came easily enough.
Straining to gather this dot-sized force through my fingertips was tedious, but manageable.
The moment a faint glow kindled in my hand, I traced letters with trembling fingers.
Properly speaking, I should have written “Demon Slayer,” but what could these tiny hands accomplish?
So I simply wrote it out in Korean instead.
According to her, what mattered was the will of whoever channeled the power. The form of the letters shouldn’t matter.
-“Demon Slayer” sounds like a beauty salon….
‘Since the writing’s simple, let’s just leave it as is.’
Never mind that I’d overruled the other party’s opinion—in any case, I’d barely managed to write it. And the letters were terribly crooked at that.
Before the letters I’d inscribed with my Holy Power could fade, Eli infused them with Divine Power.
Soon, softly glowing letters were etched into the Milk Bottle.
‘Done!’
Complete. The Demon Slayer’s Milk Bottle!

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