Archmage Transcending Through Regression - Chapter 245
The great mage who transcends by returning, Chapter 245
The scenery around me gradually changed as I took more steps.
Spaces that were unstable like broken fragments gradually begin to take proper forms.
Lines were drawn in the ruptured space mixed with all kinds of colors, and the floor and ceiling slowly began to emerge.
Little by little it became a familiar space.
‘… … It reminds me of the past.’
Grave raid before return.
I’ve seen scenery like this in the process.
This is exactly what the scenery looked like right before reaching Thoth.
But the situation is so good that it cannot be compared to then.
They are not chased by demons every minute and every second, and there are no clues about the tomb.
but.
“Hmm.”
Even so, you shouldn’t let go of tension.
‘In the first place, how many new items were missed before returning?’
Even then we thought we knew.
That’s why I was sure of the capture of the tomb and thought I had obtained the divine object.
As a result, the flapping of its wings returned to us as a typhoon.
Thinking about it now, the ordeal could not have ended simply by going inside the tomb.
So far, I have come to realize by facing many apostles and acquiring divine objects.
Damn it, none of the things we thought were ‘obvious’ before the regression were really obvious.
[I’m not embarrassed at all.]
At that time, Set told me with a puzzled expression.
[I’ve felt it for a long time, but if you’re a normal person, it wouldn’t be strange to feel fear, but you’re so calm.]
“Because I have to be calm.”
It’s a must-have position.
Of course you have to stay calm.
[Of course, considering that you are the lumberjack of the hero, it might be natural, but still… … .]
When Set was about to speak.
Chijik.
The landscape around me began to take shape.
But it was a bit far from what I expected.
The sight I was thinking of must have been Thoth’s ‘library’.
But here.
“… … Field?”
It is not a simple field.
Because it was full of flowers and grasses that could not be seen anywhere else. Grass and flowers were swaying under the deep blue sky, embracing beautiful light.
The fields stretch endlessly and the horizon draws a beautiful curve.
“… … hmm.”
Should I say that because it was beautiful, it did not feel realistic?
“Not really.”
I already know the ‘place’ where Thoth will be waiting.
No matter what ordeal follows, it is certain that I will reach that place.
So, it’s not ‘real’.
Then why is Tot showing me this kind of space?
‘Does it have something to do with it?’
I don’t think it reproduced in my memory like it was in Nephthys.
At least I had never seen such a beautiful scenery before returning.
then.
[Ah.]
“… … set?”
However, the atmosphere on the set is strange.
With her eyes wide open, she gazed at the landscape unfolding in front of her.
The atmosphere that can be seen in that expression.
‘fear? Is it longing?’
It’s a bit complicated. It seems to be sad, but it also seems to be happy.
If the set reacts like that, then this scenery… … .
“that’s right.”
Then I heard a familiar voice from behind. When I slowly turned my head, there was a pretty nasty face.
Blue eyes peeking through the tangled hair.
It is so small and fragile that it is difficult to even lift a sword right now.
But even so, those eyes filled with cold madness were still the same.
I put the guy’s name in my mouth.
“Thoth.”
“Yes, Mikhail.”
And the guy said that to me.
“A long time.”
He replied as if it were natural.
* * *
After Mikhail disappeared beyond the entrance.
“… … hmm.”
The group stood there with a puzzled look on their faces.
Mikhail is gone.
It didn’t just disappear.
As Mikhail struck the stone with his staff, a bright light burst out and he threw himself into it.
Everyone in the square saw it.
Mikhail clearly grasped the existence of the ‘library’ and opened the entrance that no one else had been able to open until now.
It doesn’t matter.
yeah no problem… … .
“The city library is open!”
“Was it really!”
The problem is what happens after Mikhail disappears into the light.
Scholars in the plaza started running wild for various reasons.
The entrance to the library has been a conundrum for all scholars in < The Hill of Books >.
That conundrum is now solved.
I didn’t know how it was possible or what the identity of the person who solved the puzzle was, but it didn’t matter.
“This is true.”
Merdin frantically looked around in a cold sweat to see where the sharp momentum had gone.
“It’s a big deal.”
“… … It’s a big deal, sir?”
Lian also asked the butler with an expression of uneasiness.
What should I say?
Instinct as a prosecutor?
that’s screaming
Something very bad is about to happen… … .
“Before I arrived here, I said that this place is really a place where there are a lot of entry-level youngsters.”
“Yes, it was.”
However, as a result of looking around < The Hill of Books >, I did not see many scholars with such an eccentric personality.
It was Lian’s idea that scholars who denied the sage were a little peculiar, but that level was not even 0.5 Mikhail.
“What do you think is the root of a scholar?”
“that… … .”
“curiosity.”
The butler closed his eyes tightly.
“In normal times, the scholars of < Book Hill > are the ones who can’t hold a proper weapon properly. but… … .”
“no way.”
“Yes, the moment ‘curiosity’ steps in, scholars change completely.”
As soon as he finished speaking, a voice broke out among the scholars.
“Now that this is the case, I can only think that my physics theory was correct. this is true… … .”
“What bullshit, Karon.”
A scholar frowned and told him.
“This should rather be seen as a confirmation of the theory I had built up until now. The door did not open in the process of mana rearrangement.”
“Oh no. Rearrangement is also dependent on rearrangement, but what the young man from earlier showed was literally superior in physical strength… … .”
“I’m going to scold!”
A scholar shouted, bursting with mad eyes.
“According to the phonion theory, the rearrangement of mana is said to be the basis of the principle of the world! Even physical force is just a by-product of the process of mana taking shape in reality… … !”
“Hmm, I would like to say that what you two are saying is nothing more than looking at trees, not forests.”
Another scholar entered the war.
That was the beginning.
At the same time, as if they were intertwined, madness began to flare up among the scholars.
fighting instinct.
Was such a terrifying force hidden from those diminutive scholars?
Cold sweat broke out on the faces of the party who watched the series of processes.
and.
“You ungodly man!”
“Cuck!”
The atmosphere changed when the scholar who was arguing hit the opponent on the head with the encyclopedia he was holding.
“Alas, even the taboo theologian Malcolm has entered the debate!”
“Is the temple finally open!”
“… … What is it?”
Lian looked at the situation in front of him with an expression of absurdity.
what. Wasn’t it the land of scholars?
Why are you crushing opponents with physical force instead of dealing with logic?
What is it?
“ah.”
Then, realizing something, Lian quietly turned his head toward the butler.
Pulsating chest muscles.
A menacing biceps muscle swells between the arms that hold the pose.
yes there was that person
‘Popular Mikhail… … !’
Only then did I realize
That meaning didn’t come from the simple meaning that the ability he had was bizarre like that guy!
‘Did you mean that his eyes could be turned upside down just as well as half of him!’
It meant that there were a lot of squires who couldn’t control their anger like Mikhail!
I never thought I would realize this obvious truth now.
Lian tore her hair, blaming her stupidity.
“Aaaaaaaaaaa logic kick!”
“7 major muscle busters!”
Watching the gray-haired scholars shattering the opponent’s face with their knee kicks with their blue eyes flashing, Lian felt his mind go berserk.
damn it
I should have noticed it from the moment I heard the name Mikhail.
In an instant, the plaza turned into an arena instead of a hall of knowledge.
“Logic Beam!”
“Paradox Punch!”
The party spoke among the scholars who were beating and beating each other.
“What should I do? Apparently, what Mikhail said was that if you wait, things will naturally work out.”
“I mean.”
Rian and Ariandel looked at each other and smiled.
… … wait?
Do you mean just wait in this hell?
Waiting while watching the sight of scholars who just cried out for logic breaking opponents’ heads with books?
Then the butler said.
“Hmm, if the young master expected this, maybe… … .”
“Do you have any guesses?”
“Yes, it must be ‘Sage’.”
The butler crossed his arms and looked around with sharp eyes.
As time passed, the chaos in the plaza grew worse.
how long did it last
Tung.
In the midst of confusion, everyone heard something at the same time as if it was squeezed in their ears.
A dull yet elegant sound, as if tapping the ground lightly with a cane.
OK.
“… … Uhm.”
Reason returned to the eyes of the scholars who had just been fighting each other by the neck.
All the fuss stopped at once.
and.
Tung.
The sound came again.
Clearer this time.
Just like the parting of the Red Sea, there is a gap between scholars and someone walks in.
“You are here.”
The butler looked at the man approaching them with his hands behind his back and said.
[Stop.]
Bright red eyes shine under the gray hood he was wearing.
At that moment, Ariandel’s eyes trembled.
“… … Butler?”
“You say yes.”
“Are you saying that ‘that’ coming towards us is a wise man?”
The hand that held her temper trembled faintly.
As a saintess, she was more sensitive to ‘misdeeds’ than anyone else, so it was an inevitable reaction.
“… … A saint?”
Lian tilted her head.
He couldn’t understand why she reacted so passionately.
And after a while,
“That’s… … .”
Ariandel’s mouth opened.
“… … It’s the devil.”
She glared at the ‘sage’ approaching them with fierce eyes.
* * *
Long time no see?
I thought about what Tot had said to me naturally, but I thought about it for a while without expressing it.
‘… … Could it be that Thoth has memories from before returning?’
It may not be impossible.
The guy buys it.
Among the thirteen apostles, he was the only one who had contact with us before returning.
Besides, since I was hiding a number I was completely unaware of, there must be a possibility that he had some method in place.
but.
‘Was that guy the type to openly express his joy?’
no no
In the first place, even if I really had memories from before the return, I hid them and if they teased me, they teased me.
came to a conclusion.
‘I guess I took a rough picture.’
Of course, that doesn’t mean there is no information.
It is clear that I have some information to guess my regression.
Otherwise, you wouldn’t be asking me questions like that.
If so, how would you answer?
Yes No.
I thought about it for a while, but the conclusion came faster than I thought.
‘There’s no need to get involved.’
There is no reason for me to act the way he thinks.
“What are you talking about?”
That’s why I tilted my head unconsciously.
Thoth’s eyes widened slightly at my reaction.
“Don’t you know me? That would not be it.”
“Apostle Thoth. isn’t it? I came all the way here to pass your ordeal.”
As I answered, I looked at Thoth’s expression.
The displeasure from earlier quickly disappeared.
indeed tote.
Good at poker face.
“You don’t know me… … hmm… … .”
Thoth muttered that at my words, then shrugged his shoulders.
“It doesn’t matter. You must have come this far as a challenger anyway because of the ordeal.”
“… … .”
“It won’t matter if we postpone the small talk until later.”
Thoth laughed.
In my memory, it was the smile I always make before doing bad things.
“Let’s take a quick look at one memory. After that, we have a proper conversation. With ‘truth’ in mind.”
Saying that, Thoth spread his arms wide toward the surroundings.
“Of course, it may be uncomfortable for ‘someone’.”
[…] … !]
At those words, Set, who was standing on my shoulder, trembled.
Obvious agitation.
For a moment, Thoth’s gaze turns toward her, then disappears.
Thoth was treating her as if he didn’t have a set.
But it is clearly recognized.
I’m just deliberately pretending that Set doesn’t exist.
Then, what are the memories Toth is trying to show me now?
“The long past where he was.”
mythical age.
The story of the time when the great Asar existed and the apostles acted as his limbs.
“No matter what, you have to see for yourself to know something.”
With those words, the surrounding scenery, which had been stationary, began to move.