Archmage Transcending Through Regression - Chapter 200

The Grand Mage who transcends by regression Episode 200

“To put it bluntly, the situation at Kelibos is going crazy right now.”

Linsis was the daughter of Viscount Melkin, one of the subordinate families Kellibos increased with the octopus foot.

“Neither the damn father nor the old men of the other families are aware of the seriousness of the situation.”

“… … Do you have any evidence?”

“There is no ‘evidence’.”

After saying that, she unfolded the parchment she had prepared in front of me.

“There are, however, circumstances. The residents of the dark side who disappeared without even knowing mice or birds in the territory recently, or the monster that suddenly appeared a few days ago… … .”

“… … monster?”

“If I had to say it, it might be more accurate to say ‘Chimera’.”

chimera.

I know what it is.

A by-product of any warlock’s insane experiments.

An existence that is said to be an insult to life by its existence itself, in which fragments of all kinds of creatures are entangled.

“Wait a minute, a chimera came out?”

“Yes, it was immediately subjugated by the knights of the Marquis family, but the important thing is that the Chimera came out.”

“How was the follow-up?”

“It ended with subjugation. It seems that the situation was over after hanging a certain warlock behind it… … .”

Was this an overly blatant response?

i asked her

“After Chimera was subdued, is that the end? For example, there are some leftovers.”

“Of course there is.”

If it wasn’t for that, I wouldn’t have brought this up.

She immediately placed a glass bottle the size of a thumb in front of me.

The vial contained a scarlet bodily fluid that was boiling ominously.

A bizarre appearance that makes you feel rejected just by looking at it.

“… … This.”

“This is the bodily fluid left at the site where the Chimera was subdued. It’s a small amount, but I still think it’s a meaningful enough evidence. I was really able to get my hands on this too.”

“Hmm.”

I picked up the vial of bodily fluids and examined it.

I needed to find out exactly how it felt.

‘It’s not a simple liquid.’

When the lid of the glass bottle is opened and held upside down, the bodily fluid inside slowly flows down the opening.

It is not a normal bodily fluid.

Should I say that it is not a simple liquid, but a viscous slime?

I put some magic on it.

If this is the bodily fluid from the chimera, you should be able to confirm the ingredients that made up the chimera.

“It will take some time. No matter how much you do, you won’t be able to check the ingredients directly from bodily fluids.”

“It doesn’t take long.”

“… … huh?”

At my words, Ryan looked at me with his eyes wide open.

I immediately started analyzing the composition of the bodily fluids in front of everyone.

Whatever it is, there is information in it.

And in the case of this chimera’s bodily fluid, it was rather easy to peek at the information.

Isn’t it a combination of creatures that shouldn’t be forcibly combined?

That’s how big the gap is.

I placed the bodily fluids in the center and activated the magic in turn.

Structural Analysis Clarification Compensation… … .

A series of processes follow and begin to extract information contained in bodily fluids. And after a while, the bodily fluid shone surrounded by a strange light.

means ready.

The last magic was immediately concluded.

And fragmentary memories passing by.

– I hate poetry… … ! me i… … !

– Oh uh… … .

– W This is… … .

In passing memories I could see where this Chimera’s victim had been taken.

What was seen was dozens of glass tubes tightly filling the cavity and the center… … .

“for a moment.”

Something seems strange.

It doesn’t look right.

It is natural that there is a limit to what can be seen with deteriorated memories.

I just got used to something.

The same golden hair as mine that can be seen briefly in the glass tube.

Young enough to look similar to me.

Certainly not, but not nonetheless.

this is clear… … .

“… … mother?”

… … my mother

It was Marianne Walpurgis.

* * *

“… … Is Mikhail all right?”

After the magic ended, Ariandel cautiously approached me while I was staring blankly into space and asked.

But there was no time to answer.

no no no

impossible. No matter how crazy the Marquis is, that’s… … .

yeah it can’t be

Mother passed away a long time ago.

I saw that with my own two eyes.

Even if I didn’t notice, it doesn’t make sense that my father didn’t.

yes my mother passed away

that’s an obvious fact.

But what did I just see in my memory?

It is a hazy memory.

However, even in that hazy memory, the image was as clear as it was visible.

Normally, I would have thought it was just my misunderstanding.

The problem is that the ‘Marquis Kellibos’ is involved in this.

I don’t know.

Was that bastard who was obsessed with her mother even making a chimera to look like her?

then… … .

No, but something is strange.

You’re putting all this effort into making a ‘look-alike’ Chimera?

If caught, it would be a serious crime that the imperial family might intervene.

yeah that’s weird

not rational at all

I’d rather think there’s something else… … .

oh damn

Thoughts don’t work properly.

To be honest, my heart has already come to a conclusion, but it feels like my head is putting the brakes on endlessly.

no it won’t be

Doesn’t it make sense?

But what if it’s what I think?

So, can I rationally tackle this as I have been doing?

“no.”

It can’t be.

It just doesn’t make sense to be sane in the face of shit like this.

It boils.

I need something damn cool.

“… … Ariandel.”

“Say yes.”

“Will you slap me on the cheek?”

At my words, Ariandel tilted his head, then raised his hand without hesitation and slapped my cheek.

slam!

“… … hmm.”

oh it hurts so bad

I felt a little chilled in my head from the sudden excruciating pain.

“Is this enough?”

“Yes.”

“great.”

She immediately and instantly healed the cut on my cheek.

I still rubbed my tingling cheeks, trying to cool myself down a bit more.

I thought I could bring out the story a little rationally if I had to do this.

And when it cools down a bit.

“Has confirmed. I got a rough idea of it, but… … .”

I immediately mentioned the scenery I had glimpsed in my memory.

Pattern with gold coins and pockets engraved on it.

A statue of a woman holding scales nearby… … what things like that

After the explanation, Myrun said with an expression of disbelief.

“no way… … Gold coins and pockets are inside my family mansion.”

“You mean the marquis’s mansion?”

“Yes, gold coins and pockets are symbols used by our ancestor before establishing the family.”

In other words, the ‘laboratory’ is inside the Kelibos mansion.

I had a conversation with Myrun about it.

And I found out that the ‘laboratory’ was in the basement of the office of the marquis’s mansion.

In fact, the Marquis probably placed the entrance to the laboratory in an easily accessible place rather than a hukou.

That was expected from the beginning.

How to approach the problem

“Lord Myrun said that he is currently in a state of disenchantment. Then it will be difficult to get into the family mansion.”

“For now, yes. My father will not believe me even if I suddenly change my mind and approach him.”

If so, what should I do?

… … damn it

The image of my mother in the glass tube that I saw earlier in my memory continues to flicker in my eyes.

Every time I thought about it, anger rose reflexively.

I don’t think the Marquis would have committed the ‘worst’ I think.

if so.

“… … Whoa.”

I forcibly cooled my hot head.

In a situation like this, there is no reason to be swayed by useless emotions.

‘… … How?’

Of course, Kelibos will try to prevent outsiders from entering the mansion.

But then.

“for a moment.”

Was there a need to deal with Kelli Boss in a ‘fair and fair’ way?

Isn’t it a situation where it’s almost certain that it’s related to the devil anyway?

Is there any reason to use the normal method?

“Just… … Agitation and fabrication.”

“… … yes?”

Ariandel looked at me with eyes wondering what he was talking about.

“Isn’t it possible for righteous agitation and fabrication to exist in the yard where there are righteous thieves?”

“What bullshit are you talking about again?”

Lian sneakily tackled me.

But I said I didn’t care.

“No, think about it. i am a warrior And now, it is certainly true that Kellibos is related to the devil.”

“… … is that right? It’s because there’s no evidence to prove it to the imperial family right now.”

“Then, shouldn’t we just stab and prove it?”

“… … .”

My words made the surroundings quiet.

Linsis staring at me with an expression that looks like a devil somewhere.

But she’s the only one who sees me that way.

Everyone seems to have adapted to me. ‘Yeah, this guy is like that.’ just looking at me with that expression.

Myrun is… … .

“Heh, what the hero said, so it must mean something.”

With such words, I show total faith.

hmm yes

Except for Rhinesys, there must have been some understanding of my grand plan.

“Think about it. There’s nothing particularly strange about catching a bastard in a dog-like way.”

“Oh no. Are you that warrior?”

“I am doing this because I am a warrior.”

I said while looking at Linsys with a benevolent smile.

“Isn’t it something that can be cooked legally with the name of a warrior?”

“Ah ah… … .”

She closed her eyes tight.

He must have admired my extremely heroic plan.

“Oh, don’t give a damn.”

Eileen said something, but it must have had nothing to do with it.

* * *

“Whoops soon… … .”

The Marquis of Kelibos smiled at the woman in the glass coffin.

Marianne.

The half I’ve longed for since I was young.

He has so far embraced several women for his family, but none have satisfied his heart.

There is only one woman who has satisfied his heart so far… … .

“I will see Marianne soon.”

In this glass coffin is the woman he loved so much.

Marianne.

He became another man’s against his wishes, but it doesn’t matter much anymore.

Because if you get it back, it’s over.

Erase useless memories.

It is to bring back only the pleasant memories with oneself.

If you do that, you become Marianne only for yourself.

And then you will be able to compensate for your lost time.

‘You are wrong. Aidan.’

She should not have gone to Walpurgis.

Thinking that her unclean aura was mixed with her made her stomach twist.

Of course, it doesn’t matter now.

The moment came when everything he had prepared from the moment she was taken away that day came to fruition.

Yes, in a few days… … .

But then.

“Your Excellency… … !”

One of the few vassals allowed to enter this place hurriedly entered and knelt down.

“What’s going on?”

“Now… … .”

The vassal reported the contents to the Marquis in a trembling voice.

“Yo the hero has come!”

“… … Warrior?”

The Marquis’s face contorted miserably.

A Walpurgis you don’t want to see!

Needless to say, at this time… … .

“What did you do until the hero came here? I should have held on to it somehow! what the hell how… … !”

“I’m sorry sir! How the hell did the hero infiltrate… … .”

“… … damn it.”

The Marquis looked at the glass tube containing Marianne with trembling eyes, then turned his head.

“So what did you come for?”

“That is… … .”

The vassal reported to the Marquis in a trembling voice.

“I will designate Your Excellency as a heretic on behalf of the Religious Nation… … .”

“What… … ?!”

The Marquis’ eyes widened.