Lingo Bookverse

  Chapter 228: Horn's Purpose {TL: By Creed} A week has passed since then. I moved my body a lot, took proper breaks, and then moved again. That cycle repeated over and over. Even Aisha, with her high physical abilities, looked very tired at first... But as we continued the training, she seemed to have gotten used to it, and recently, she's been handling it with relative ease. It's probably proof that her body has adapted to the intense exercise. At this rate, we might be able to start repairing the sword in a few more days. With that hope in mind, I pushed through today's training as well. ―――――――――― “Excuse me. I’m Fate — I put in a request the other day…” “Yes, Fate Stuart, right? Your request has been completed. Here are the custom polishing compound and refined water, as well as the hematite.” “Thank you very much.” I paid the fee and received the items I had ordered. They were all materials needed for sword repair. Some of the materials were somewhat diffic...

  Chapter 227: Traditional Costume {TL: By Creed} "Daddy, does it suit me?" Morning. Aisha stepped outside the house and did a quick twirl. The headband wrapped around her head fluttered lightly. She wore a white shirt on top. Below, short black pants that resembled underwear. From there, a fluffy tail stuck out. Apparently, it’s a traditional outfit called "bloomers" from the Eastern country. Supposedly, girls wear this when they exercise. It feels a little too revealing… But, it seems this is the official outfit. The Eastern country sure is strange. "…Fate." "Ah, Sofia, you're… ready… too, huh…" Sofia arrived a bit late, her face completely red. It wasn’t because she had a cold or anything. She was simply embarrassed. …Because she was wearing bloomers too. "……" "……" "Um… could you say something, please?" "Y-you look… good?" "…Fate, you pervert." "Eh!?" What ...

  Chapter 226: Try Your Best {TL: By Creed} “Huh? Aisha? You're still awake?” I thought she had gone to bed since she wasn't in the workshop, but apparently not. “What’s the matter, Aisha-chan? It’s already bedtime... Wait, did we wake you up?” “No, that’s not it.” “Then why...?” “I was curious, so I stood out there and listened.” Aisha pointed toward the door. She must’ve been standing just outside, but none of us noticed. We must’ve been really absorbed in our conversation. “Can I help with something?” “Huh?” “I’ve got lots and lots of magic power, right?” “Oh…” That’s right— We traveled all the way to Snowlake to get the mithril... So much had happened that I’d forgotten, but Aisha does have an extraordinary amount of magical power. I had planned to resume her magic training once things calmed down... But maybe this is a good opportunity? “What’s going on?” Dad, unaware of the situation, asked curiously. “Um...” I explained to him that Aisha possesses i...

  Chapter 225: The Sword that Embodies Feelings {TL: By Creed} “What do you mean by that?” Dad can fix it. That’s why we went and got the mithril. So then… why…!? “Calm down.” “Ouch!?” When I got heated up reflexively, I got a knuckle to the head again. Thanks to that, I did manage to calm down—but my head hurts. Doesn’t Dad get a bit too casual with thumping his own kid on the head? “I’m not saying I can’t do it, don’t jump to conclusions.” “Ow… Then what’s the difficult part?” “It’s that this sword turned out to be more extraordinary than I thought.” According to Dad… If it were just a matter of reattaching the broken blade, it wouldn't take much effort. As long as you had the materials, it’d be simple enough. However, doing only that won’t restore the Snow Crystal Sword’s original power. After doing some research, we found out that the Snow Crystal Sword isn’t just a razor-sharp blade. Apparently, it can turn emotions into power. Now that makes sense. Tha...

  Chapter 224: Bad situation {TL: By Creed} "Is it really okay for me to have the Snow Crystal Sword?" That doubt hasn’t completely gone away yet. But thanks to Mint, some of that hesitation has faded. "Well then, I should probably..." She was probably about to say, "head home." But before the words could come out, the door opened. The one who appeared was... "Fate, about what's going to happen next..." It was Sofia. She looked at me, then at Mint. Her gentle expression stiffened in an instant. "...Oh my, oh my oh my oh my." Sofia smiled. A very, very bright smile. Terrifying. Her face was smiling, but her eyes absolutely weren’t. "...Ah." "Uh-oh!?" From behind, Aisha, Licorice, and Snow appeared. But the moment they saw Sofia, they turned around and bolted—dash dash dash! Is it really okay for your own daughter to be scared of you? Not that this is the moment for snarky comments. "Fate, what do you think yo...

  Chapter 223 Is it okay? {TL: By Creed} After a while, Horn-san calmed down... We returned to Snowlake and parted ways in front of the inn... Sofia and I went home, were welcomed by Aisha and Snow, and had dinner together with Mom and Dad. "……" I returned to my room, lay on the bed, and stared blankly at the ceiling. What I kept thinking about was Horn-san’s story. He met Licorice’s friend, Nonoka. As a token of their friendship, he received the Snow Crystal Sword. They traveled the world together. But... Nonoka was targeted by fairy hunters, and in the end, she lost her life. Horn-san, overcome with regret, let go of the Snow Crystal Sword. I slowly sat up and looked at the sheath of the Snow Crystal Sword that I had leaned against the wall nearby. "…Is it really okay for me to have this?" The Snow Crystal Sword will be repaired. That’s for sure. But what comes after that? The Snow Crystal Sword is a symbol of the friendship between Horn-san and N...

  Chapter 222: Unable to protect... {TL: By Creed} Having safely found the mithril, we left the tower behind. We walked along the road leading to Snowlake... During that time, Horn-san continued the story from earlier. "Lady Nonoka and I traveled the world together. A human and a fairy — different species, but strangely enough, we got along well." "Well, Nonoka was a bit of a weirdo. If she gave a human a sword, I wouldn’t be surprised if she decided to travel with them." "……" Sofia and I exchanged looks that clearly said: Licorice, the biggest weirdo of all, is calling someone else a weirdo? But Licorice didn’t seem to notice. "What kind of journey was it?" "We didn’t have a specific goal. We visited different towns, saw all kinds of nature, collected various treasures... It was like going wherever the wind took us." "Wow." That kind of journey was something to admire. Someday, I too would like to travel like that...