성황의 아이들 [3]

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496. Manta Tribe (1)

'Manta tribe... ... .'

Logan felt an uneasy ripple in Mithra's explanation, a subtle ripple that people often emit when they want to hide something.

But he put aside his doubts for the time being and began to cautiously walk towards the water, holding the small creature in his arms. Even though he had poured so much divine power into it, its breathing was still faint.

The coastline that borders the cliffs is extremely steep. Thanks to this, the water comes up to my waist in just a few steps.

Logan decided that the water was deep enough and lifted the manta ray into the water, taking great care to ensure that its gills were fully submerged.

Pogle... Pogle... ... .

One by one, small air bubbles leak out from the manta's nasal passages. This must mean that water is filling up its dry lungs again.

The aura that had been stagnant and fading finally begins to circulate. Even the skin that had been completely dried up begins to gradually take on a watery sheen.

With that urgent matter taken care of, Logan's mind began to wander back to the many issues he had been putting off.

'... It was a good thing I said I would go and check it out on my own. If I had brought the Cypriot Navy here, it would have been a real headache.'

It wasn't just the fact that an alien race not mentioned in the scriptures existed in the world. Logan sensed from the somewhat anxious expression on Mitra's face that there was a more fundamental problem with the existence of the Manta Tribe.

Above all, this magic. A faint magic energy was felt from the aura of the Manta Tribe, which was becoming more and more active as it regained life.

"... Mithra."

Logan opened his mouth to Mitra, who had been fidgeting and twitching her snout since a while ago.

"Do you have something to say? If so, please tell me before it's too late."

"... ... ."

Then Mitra stared at Logan with wavering eyes.

"Actually... you know. The Manta Tribe has a very unique characteristic that sets them apart from other races."

"Are you saying they are in league with the devil?"

"What?!"

The Draconian was startled and quickly shook his head.

"No! Absolutely not!"

"Don't even think about hiding it, Mitra. I can definitely sense the magic coming from this Manta Tribe."

"Ugh... Yeah, that would be a problem. But I swear it's absolutely not like that. It's just a little bit of magic mixed in with the aura, and in Ionia, it's considered just one of the characteristics of a certain race."

It is said that the Ionian races first acquired their primordial racial essence about tens of thousands of years ago. It was from that time that the birth of a new race was recognized, and the Magi were ultimately nothing more than the characteristics of the primordial creatures that formed the basis of that birth.

A good example of this is the lycanthrope race. They too are a race that exudes a weak magical energy from birth, regardless of whether the individual is good or evil.

"Of course, this concept may be completely foreign to the Delcross people. But the Mantas are not the clan associated with the 'demons' you speak of."

"You are directly denying the doctrine of the Lord. Are you saying that this magic is not evidence of evil?"