Archmage Transcending Through Regression - Chapter 270

The great mage who transcends by returning, episode 270

… … Mikhail?

no it’s a bit different

Everyone present could intuit that the ‘man’ in front of them was not Mikhail.

What should I say?

Similar but different.

A face similar to Mikhail’s, blonde hair and red eyes like blood… … .

“Certainly not a young boy.”

The butler looked at the man in front of him with a complicated expression and said.

But not an outsider at all.

As a butler who had been part of this family for quite some time, I could intuit that that man was Walpurgis.

Then the man’s mouth opened.

“Nice to meet you. Companions of future warriors.”

“Who are you?”

Eileen asked the man without hiding her wariness.

The man smiled bitterly and waved his hand.

“Ah, there is no need to be vigilant. Anyway, as ‘I’, I can’t harm you guys.”

“What is that… … .”

“I wanted to talk about it, but unfortunately I can’t intervene in reality. All I could do was bring you into my space… … I apologize for that.”

“If you can’t intervene in reality, it means you don’t exist in reality. If so… … .”

At Ariandel’s words, the man smiled in satisfaction.

“As expected, the saintess has a good sense. Seeing that he wasn’t so wary, he must have sensed right away that I wasn’t harboring any malice.”

“It means thoughtful.”

“Yeah, not me. It’s just leftovers. Those who cling to something until the moment they die leave behind quite a bit of that. I’m just one of those types.”

The man said that and snapped his fingers in the air.

Tuung.

Then, without realizing it, everyone was in a comfortable-looking room.

He even sits in front of a long table as if he was always like that.

“… … ?!”

“What is this… … ?”

Things that happen without even realizing it. Everyone looked at the man in front of them with their eyes wide open.

But men take it easy.

He pours tea according to the etiquette of the nobility and holds the cup in front of everyone.

“I tried to reproduce the scent in my memory as much as possible, but it may not be perfect. Regarding that… … I beg your pardon.”

what.

It’s so strange that I can’t put it into words to say this with a look similar to Mikhail.

At that time, the butler, who had been quietly looking at the teacup, raised his head and said,

“It’s the Grok style. I know it as a known relic that was popular when the empire was just created.”

“yes. The proportions of the curve and the cross are quite beautiful. I think it was a fashionable style.”

“Besides, what you are wearing is the < Robe of Faith >, which is said to have been passed down to the owner of Walpurgis.”

“Oh, did you notice that? Hmm, by the way, that’s how it got its name. It’s a belief… … .”

The man looked at the butler quietly with a gentle smile.

“Then you must have already guessed who I am.”

“The Bocchan said. Future events will involve the first Walpurgis.”

The butler looked at the man with a calm expression and continued.

“In a situation like this, if you dare to say ‘thought’ to intervene in this way, there is only one person that comes to mind right away.”

“Tell me.”

The man said with a relaxed face with his hands behind his back. In a situation where everyone’s eyes were focused, the butler’s words resonated in the room.

“Progenitor Solomon.”

At those words, the man’s red eyes lit up with a warm light.

The eyes of a completely different atmosphere from Mikhail.

With that alone, he proved himself.

Slowly his mouth opened.

“That is correct.”

* * *

“… … hmm.”

When I came to my senses, I was standing in front of the front gate of my family’s mansion.

It is the same mansion as usual.

But what should I say?

little… … It was different.

The door did not show any scratches or rust.

There was always a little rust on the corner of the front gate of the family I knew.

There were scratches all over the place, so there was a time when I asked to fix it.

what did you say then

It seems that even he said that it was right to leave it because it was the past and the history of the family.

… … Whatever.

“At least it’s certain it’s not the house I knew.”

Seeing that there were no scratches at all, I was able to guess that it was not ‘now’.

Then again, is it the past?

no, it doesn’t seem like that either.

Right now, the garden that my mother made by herself is fine.

What should I say? I think the word mixed is appropriate.

Past and present.

They were intermingled here and there in this mansion.

I slowly opened the door and stepped inside.

Except for a few differences, it wasn’t much different from the mansion I remember anyway.

some were different

something else remained the same.

But either way, it doesn’t matter to me that I perceive this place as my ‘mansion’.

I asked myself.

‘Why am I in a place like this?’

I recalled the memories of the past.

In Vigo, where he followed his father, the memories of his ancestors were kept.

And in order to read those memories, I needed Remegeton’s approval, and he acknowledged me.

End with that.

Come to your senses after that.

If you look at the context, this is the Dream Capture itself, which contains the memories of past family heads… … .

“set.”

[…] … .]

Set doesn’t answer.

The fact that she can’t intervene means that this is a space with that level of dignity.

‘… … Is it because it’s on the same level as the world of Apostles and Hekau?’

I stretched out my hand and touched the things I saw around me.

A sensation that was no different from reality was felt in the palm of my hand.

A space containing the memories of our ancestors.

The mansion, where time zones were intertwined, was truly empty.

By the time I passed the garden and headed for the family fountain.

“… … .”

A middle-aged man was sitting on his knees in front of a fountain.

His legs were submerged in pools of blood and his back was pierced by dozens of arrows.

The face visible under the robe is quite similar to mine.

A chair is placed in front of it.

It’s like sitting down.

Well, the chair is set, but there is no reason to refuse it. I sat down in my chair as if I had to.

then that moment.

“Hehehe… … .”

The middle-aged man, who had been sitting as if he had just died, raised his head.

“I thought you would sit down without hesitation. This is another hit.”

It was a sight that could only be described as moving, but I wasn’t particularly surprised.

“Was it a test by any chance?”

“test? Ha ha ha… … no it can’t be I wondered what would happen if I left the chair… … only.”

Saying that, the middle-aged man moved his body slightly and leaned his back against the fountain.

“It’s a bit unsightly in front of descendants, but since I’m dying right now, I think it’s a bit difficult to manage my expression.”

“Is that so.”

After saying that, I put the identity of a middle-aged man into my mouth.

“The situation is a bit strange, but it’s nice to meet you like this, third-generation ancestor.”

“… … her?”

At my words, the middle-aged third-generation family head put on a look that was absurd.

“No matter how much, the ancestors are having a party, isn’t the atmosphere too peaceful?”

“I can’t even put it in, so what can I do? Seeing that you went missing, it looks like you met a noble end here.”

“Oh, that’s not wrong.”

At my words, the 3rd family head giggled and laughed. I put his name in my head.

“Scata Walpurgis. You are the third one who is the only one who has not been found and has been reported missing.”

“yes. But salty!”

The 3rd family head told me.

“The truth was this. Did you end up like this because you killed one of the great demons who came to visit you when the hero wasn’t there?”

“… … .”

I checked his condition again.

In any case, there was no chance of him living any longer. No, it’s not about what I’m doing in the first place.

Because this is the past

“Did you annihilate the Great Devil?”

“It was destroyed. Well, first of all, since he’s a guy with sins, it can be said that there were results… … .”

His fingertips trembled.

“Sin cycles. endlessly. will come back eventually As long as the Demon God over there exists.”

“… … .”

“I hoped that my descendants would not have to worry about this… … Ah, even the great hero couldn’t stop the demon’s breath.”

Empty eyes turned to the sky.

After passing through countless emotions, the eyes finally reach resignation.

“… … In the end, after turning around several times, the descendants came to me.”

“Is this the past?”

“No, it is just a record. Even I who say this is, in the end, just an incarnation of this time.”

In other words, the fear of the future and the emotions expressed in the face of death have also flowed… … .

he said calmly.

“… … We failed.”

“Is that so.”

“It’s not just about saying ‘three generations’. All the Walpurgis so far… … I struggled and tried, but I couldn’t achieve my dream.”

“If all… … .”

“It’s like this.”

Anger

at that moment !

The surroundings have changed, and the people we have encountered have also changed.

The appearance of the three generations of family heads disappeared without a trace.

family living room.

Before I knew it, I was there.

And the one sitting in front of me on behalf of the disappearing third generation family head was an old man.

“It’s about madness.”

“… … Please go for the 5th.”

“Yes, I know.”

He continued, brushing his beard, which had turned white with age.

“Anyway, if we continue, at some point we’ll get tired of the endless confrontation with the devil.”

“… … .”

“Sin does cycle. They are endlessly supplemented and come in droves. And forced us to choose by any means necessary. as soon as… … .”

The 5th family head waved his hand.

“… … like this.”

Then, at that moment, a shocking sight filled my eyes.

Roaring!

– Aaaaagh!

Hundreds of innocent people were burning.

A terrifying shriek filled the air with the smell of burning flesh and cooking meat.

and what’s in between.

– ha ha ha! You did it, Walpurgis! In the end, I broke the ‘line’!

it was the devil

The great devil who seems to have been in charge of “sin” at the time.

“We had to annihilate the Great Devil within time, but there were slash-and-burn people who were enchanted by it. I had to make a choice. and… … .”

The face of the 5th family head sank.

“… … It was never the best.”

“… … .”

I watched the horror in silence.

This too is a family history.

Even if it is covered up and hidden in this way, it does not mean that the past incident did not exist.

“This must not have been the end.”

“Yes, the devil never misses a weakness once caught.”

After that, several tragedies followed.

Horrible sights.

The ‘losses’ that occurred in the process of eradicating demons and protecting humanity.

A gap seen only once.

The demons realized that this was the weakness of Solomon’s descendants.

There is no reason not to use it as long as you know it.

The lifespan of the fifth family head has come to an end.

After that, the next Walpurgis was given a heavy responsibility.

Generation after generation, more blatant and brutal tactics followed.

And over time… … .

“… … ah.”

Before I knew it, I was standing on the ground filled with bright red blood.

and its center.

A woman was standing.

The whole body was covered in blood and empty eyes that contained nothing.

Its gaze turned toward me.

“sorry.”

As if it couldn’t contain anything anymore, it only embraced the cruel light.

She quietly bowed her head.

“… … Kill them all.”

The corpses of demons that were horribly torn apart. It must have been repeated endless torture, but it is a terrible situation.

The madness that grew little by little.

There was a time when that madness exploded. The opportunity that the ‘present’ family I remember was created.

The 7th head of the family,

Erzebet Walpurgis.

she showed up