The Eccentric Master and the Fake Lover Vol. 2 by Roka Sayuki

Author:Roka Sayuki [Sayuki, Roka]
Language: eng
Format: epub, pdf
Publisher: Cross Infinite World
Published: 2020-02-28T08:00:00+00:00

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“AHA! Ha! Ha!” Wind Spirit Sylmia laughed like a stormy gale after clearing the area of people. “I never would have guessed that Lam’s guests included the Spirit Priestess~!”

He didn’t look much older than Oswald, and frankly, didn’t seem one bit like a spirit. Flowers didn’t stop blowing around him as he gave a refined bow.

“Allow me to formally introduce myself. I’m the Great Wind Spirit Sylmia. May our relationship be ever beautiful.”

“Yes, I hope it will be! My name is Nichika. It’s an honor to make your acquaintance!”

The gorgeous spirit chuckled at the girl bowing to him in a panic. “You’re a different type from Yuna.”

“You knew Goddess Yuna too, Lord Sylmia?”

“Tch, tch, tch!” He wagged his finger. The air swirled with the movement. “Now there, save your questions for later. Doing something ill-mannered like chatting in the street offends my aesthetic. Why don’t we enjoy a long talk over a splendid cup of tea at my palace?”

“Haah…” Nichika and Oswald sighed.

And so the group headed to Sylmia’s palace. As they walked through the colorful streets, an emotionally drained Oswald weakly grumbled his complaints.

“I can’t take it. My body viscerally rejects his type.”

“Ahaha…”

He must’ve mentally associated the hyper and overly obnoxious wind spirit with the very similar golden celestial Ini.

“Hey, what is that?” Nichika asked, stopping when she spotted something strange in the middle of the road.

She pointed to the three green crystal balls floating next to each other at a head’s height. People were standing on each side, leaning forward with their heads thrust into the balls.

“Oh, that?” Lambert responded, hands folded behind his head. “It’s a thingamajig this dude created that allows you to talk to people far away.”

That explanation brought a modern invention to mind. “A phone!” she exclaimed.

“Fown?” Lambert sounded out the peculiar sounding word.

Sylmia walked up behind him with a confident smile and took hold of Nichika’s hand. “It’s not a fown, but my pride and joy called a Wind Whisper! You should give it a whirl since we’re here! Come! Come!”

He led her to the crystal balls and gave her head a gentle push inside one. It looked like rock-hard crystal from the outside, but once her face made contact with the cool surface, it sucked her in as if she were dunking her head in water. Yet she could still breathe. It was a strange feeling having her head submerged in a water ball and breathing just fine. Sylmia’s instructions outside the crystal sounded like they came from the other side of a stone wall.

“Think of the name of a person you want to talk to and where they are. The wind mana will assuredly carry your voice to them!”

“U-Uhmm, who should I pick?”

Nichika thought of all the different people she had met since coming to this world. One particular girl stood out among the rest.

“Yeah, I’ll go with her!”

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