Trapped in Another World With No Magic

Chapter 139: Everyone Can Make Mistakes

For once, Daniel has exhausted himself to the point of sleeping well before dinner time. Hekate checked on him, and Gwenesphia, Treia, and Veiranoei are watching over him for the time being, talking quietly nearby. Veiranoei starts to jump up when she spots Hekate, but the young feldrok Empress waves her hands for her to relax. She approaches the table where the three gatonine women are cleaning their swords, with exception of Gwenesphia, who is cleaning the Dragonslayer. Daniel let her use it against the surviving mantaroucks and to finish off Rohgattabor, so she chose to clean it after everything was settled. She's one of the few who have been taught how to properly disassemble Daniel's firearms to maintain them.

Hekate takes a seat, speaking softly, "Excuse me for interrupting."

"Not at all," replies Treia. "We were just talking about visiting our families when everything settles down. I asked Grand Duchess Aramellianna to reach out to my family and offer my sister and mother to interview for service positions. I don't know if they'll accept, but my brothers will be more likely to take interest in the family business."

Hekate nods, and Gwenesphia explains, "My parents have sent letters to my eldest brother to begin repairing the apiaries and replanting the flower fields. Honey should be our main export again in no time."

"That's good. I'm looking forward to it."

"Is... everything alright, your Greatness?" asks Veiranoei cautiously.

"Yes. Just wanted to check..." She looks at Daniel for a moment. He looks noticeably weary, even asleep, and she sighs. "I'm sure, now, more than ever, we need to come up with something..."

"Will the teleporter not work?" asks Treia. She isn't especially talented in magic equipment, so she can't help as much on the teleportation pack as the ones who are working on it.

Hekate shakes her head. "It will do its job, and I'm sure Wenlianna, Reignleif, and Ahok can make it work. But, what I mean is..." The young ravenette squeezes her fists tightly. "The Devourer is bound to some kind of crystal until he can be revived... If we can, that is."

"Th-The Devourer?" asks Veiranoei nervously, mindful of her volume.

"We weren't there for it either, but it was a humongous monster Hekate, Daniel, and the dragons killed," replies Treia.

The feldrok girl in question snickers quietly. "It was mostly Daniel. But, it's a secret."

"Where did the crystal come from?" asks Gwenesphia. "Are there more?"

"Xyreko gave it to Daniel. Sh-She hasn't said I have to marry him, but..."

"Daniel?" asks Veiranoei, to which Hekate shakes her head, her big triangular ears laying out in disappointment. The three gatonines' ears also lay flat in sympathy.

But, Treia points out as she looks at Daniel, "Daniel won't allow you of all people to be forced into anything."

"The fate of the feldroks isn't your fault," adds Gwenesphia, "Nor your burden to bear."

Treia adds in the same vein, "I'm not entirely convinced a race can be brought back from a single pair, even if there was a male feldrok. I worry about the dragons... Though, they don't seem too concerned."

"Do you... worry about the feldroks becoming extinct, though?" asks Veiranoei.

Hekate is quiet for a moment. "Truth be told... I would be fine if my children were human. Daniel says he likes my ears and tail, but... I wonder if he'd like me more..." She trails off, and Gwenesphia hugs the feldrok girl, surprising her a little.

"Please don't say that, Hekate," replies Gwenesphia gently. She adds playfully at a near whisper, "I have it on good authority that Daniel likes to nibble..."