29. The dreams of the foolish

Faced with Tsuki's merciless questioning, Mrs. Yoshino just smiled and took out another booklet. The paperwork of the booklet is made of magic and special materials by witches, and has a long shelf life, so if you take care of it, you can keep it for hundreds of years.

Just over 400 years have not eroded it into unrecognizable waste paper. The content inside is legible, and there are not even missing pages.

The witch is not only a race of intellectual curiosity, but also a race that likes to record past experiences and knowledge. The powerful witch civilization has been passed down through various genres to this day, and writing must be the most important one.

Notes written with a brush and black ink are the best evidence of the time, and it is not easy to make such an antique at once, even with the magic of the passage of time, which can be seen through the traces and fluctuations of the flow of magic.

There was no need for Mrs. Yoshino to deceive them by concocting a detailed and wonderful story, for it was pointless in itself. The strange talkers are just repeating what they have done before over and over again according to their past memories and emotions, and the sun has not been able to find the specific rules in the strange talk and leave here, perhaps because there is some missing link.

"Here's all the evidence that underpins what I've just said, and you can look at it as you like."

"Thank you."

Riji opened the black cover of the notebook. The paper inside has yellowed over time, giving off the distinctive smell of paper. The narrator is an ordinary female townsman who does not know magic, and derides herself as a "Muggle" in the journal.

The word Muggle comes from the United Kingdom, where witches are haughty and sparsely numerous, and have a natural sense of looking down on ordinary people who do not know magic, and call them Muggles.

The term was recorded by witches sent to England by Japan to study culture and magic, and was transmitted back to their home countries, where ordinary people began to call themselves Muggles, expressing a strong desire for magic and power.

The townspeople are the ancestors of Lady Yoshino's mother's family, and they are also one of the people who have received the bloodline of the so-called mountain goddess. Those neat and delicate words describe the daily life of a rural village girl whose life is as plain as water and is almost bored to death.

The ancient Japanese language is jerky and difficult to understand, and the style is very ordinary, which makes it difficult to read, and Ruiji has to use Level 1 translation magic to translate the content into modern Japanese.

"The lord from Omi must be the heir of God, she has the ability to call the wind and rain, and she has saved all the crops that are dying of thirst, and today's harvest is particularly good. She said that she was a witch, I didn't believe it, only gods or the heirs of gods could make such powerful spells. ”

The content of the notes is scattered and trivial, and 80% of them are trivial things the size of sesame seeds.

Extracting key information from a large number of meaningless words is also a skill that a reader should have, and Ruiji has a sense of returning to high school in the Celestial Empire.

"Ever since Hasegawa-sama admitted that she was a descendant of the gods, there were more and more girls who came to the mayor's room every day to look for her, and over time, everyone called her the goddess of the mountain.

The arrival of the goddess brought hope to our barren town, she taught us to read and write, and some of the crafts of the people of the city, and she would conjure up things that no one had ever eaten, and from time to time she would give us some beautiful clothes and jewelry. ”

The further the content goes, the more it resembles a first-person romance novel.

Lady Yoshino's ancestors happened to be the most tempting age, and hundreds of other girls of the same age threw themselves into the arms of the goddess. The goddess deceived the group of countrymen who had become ignorant because they had been isolated from the world for too long, and even "rewarded" their witch bloodline.

This is the reason why the townspeople of Asahina Town are all weak witches, unless there is a genetic mutation that gives birth to an ordinary witch or a great witch, the probability is smaller than the probability of three six-star strikes in a shot, or not eating a 300-pumped well.

"Tsk...... It's a fist-wrenching story. ”

It is inconceivable that legends and customs, built on lies, have survived from generation to generation.

Using philosophical theories to dialectically analyze, although the actions of the weak witch named Hasegawa are selfish, they can also be described as despicable, and at the same time, she has brought some changes to the lifeless town of Asahina, so that the descendants of the townspeople can inherit the witch's bloodline and learn many unheard of skills, from a fully closed state to a semi-closed state, she brings both negative and positive effects, and cannot be defined in one-sided terms.

One of the notes changed its usual cheerful tone and was full of sorrow.

As she watched and read, she had a clear understanding of the goddess of the mountain.

"The shrine maiden told me that I had been blessed by the gods and that I had successfully obtained the bloodline of the goddess's reward. I told the goddess about this, but she was going to leave Asahina at night. I couldn't stop her, so I could only watch her ride her flying broomstick and disappear into the night......"

The handwriting on the back is almost illegible, and it is believed that the writer could not help but shed tears of sadness at the time, mixed with the ink that had not dried up.

For the next few months, the owner of the journal did not continue to record his mood and daily trivialities, and the story of the year was cut off. The rest of the journal has not been preserved, and it is said that it was burned by the owner himself, and only the oral part has been handed down to future generations.

"What happened?"

Tsuki and Mizuki asked Mrs. Yoshino in unison.

Mrs. Yoshino apparently knew what was going on, and she poured three cups of tea to bring the conversation to the end.

"Later? Later, everyone thought that it was a peasant woman's fault. The peasant woman didn't let her daughter come into contact with Hasegawa, she was also from the city, and knew that Hasegawa was not a goddess at all, but a weak witch with no skills. As a result, this caused the anger of everyone, including the mayor of the town, who agreed that the lack of tribute had upset the goddess, so she left Asahina behind.

The stupid townsfolk surrounded the courtyard where the mother and daughter lived and forcibly took the girl away. It wasn't long before the first priestess festival was held under the auspices of the shrine deity, and the poor girl was taken as a sacrifice and strangled by the elders she had always trusted. The peasant woman went crazy not long after losing her daughter, and no one knew where she went.

My ancestor, who is the owner of this notebook, gave birth to a daughter with the blood of a witch, and took her away from the decaying and superstitious Asahina to Omi Province, where he was thinking day and night, to find the goddess Hasegawa, who had been thinking about her for a long time. Finally, I met her again in Owari Province. At this time, Hasegawa had already married and married the concubine of the distant relatives of the Owari Oda family, joined the Oda family, and had two little witches with normal qualifications.

She was deeply sorry for what had happened back then, but she didn't have the courage to clarify it to the people she had deceived, just as she had run away despicably.

At this point, the ancestors realized that the goddess of the mountain was nothing more than an ethereal dream of the Asahina people. Some people wake up from dreams and look for a new life in the long road, while others embrace falsehood and let the tragedy continue from generation to generation. ”

The old man let out a long sigh.