Archmage Transcending Through Regression - Chapter 29

Episode 29

“Were you waiting for me?”

At my words, Cassandra nodded and said.

“Yes, because I knew you would come here… … ”

I know her prophecy is true.

That means that this meeting was also foreseen by her.

“Hmm.”

I alternated between Cassandra and Paladin. They are all those who had no contact before returning.

‘I don’t know about the Paladins yet, but I’m sure Cassandra is.’

In particular, she had very little to say about pre-regression information.

what end did you meet?

No, maybe it’s true that he died before then. Nothing is certain.

“Huh Prophet?”

Ryan looked at Cassandra with an intrigued look.

The paladin glared at him with an expression of disapproval, but there was no action beyond that.

“If you go to Prophecy, you must be a precious being even within the kingdom, but why would such a person… … ”

“That… … “

That part isn’t particularly important, so let’s move on.”

I skipped over it.

I don’t think it would be good for me if more stories came out.

At my reply, Cassandra took a moment to catch her breath before speaking.

“thank you. Mikhail.”

“Do you know me?”

“Yes, because there is no one who does not know Walpurgis.”

“Well, that’s right.”

Having said that, there is nothing else to say. It is true that our family is so famous that no one knows it.

then she said

“… … I’d like to talk to Mikhail-sama for a while.”

“Conversation… … “

I’m sorry to others, but these words can only be given to Mikhail…” … ”

I glanced at Lian and Aileen. They both nodded as if it didn’t matter.

“What kind of temple is it? You just have to go there and prepare first. Go see your business.”

“I will go to the temple too.”

This time I looked at the butler.

“How is the butler?”

“What are you going to do?”

But for some reason, the butler didn’t seem so opposed, unlike his attitude on the first day.

“You’re not the kind of person who won’t tell me not to do something.”

“That’s right.”

At my words, tendons grew on the butler’s forehead for a moment, but he ignored it.

“Oh and Eileen.”

“yes?”

“When in danger, remember one thing.”

If it comes in from the other side faster than I thought, ‘she’ might approach Eileen.

“Cariaman.”

“Kari… … Aman?”

“Yeah, just remember that. If you say that, you won’t die.”

“Oh no. Are you dying?! wait what is that… … ?!”

“Okay, so I said it.”

“Oh no! You should talk properly and go. What are you talking about?!”

“I told you.”

Then he waved his hand and walked away from them.

“Where are you going?”

“He said there was something he wanted to say only to me. Then, of course, we should go to a quiet place.”

He said, recalling old memories.

“I know a place like that.”

Before returning, when demons destroyed the empire and destroyed the capital, there was one place that was relatively intact.

It was the ‘secluded place’ I chose as a place to talk.

It wasn’t even that far.

“here is… … “

Do you know that it is Sibylla’s tomb?”

“You know. The first prophet and victim of the first prophecy. If it’s his grave, it’s definitely a secluded place.”

“yes. Was it known as the Prophet of Sacrifice in the Empire’s founding story? I’ve never really dug that deep, so I don’t know the details.”

All I know is that this is a very reluctant place among people.

The reason was simple.

It was because this was the tomb of the ‘prophet’.

People feared the existence of the Prophet and were reluctant.

As a result, naturally, no one’s footsteps reached it and it was abandoned.

It’s not even forbidden.

“Isn’t there another purpose for coming here?”

The paladin glared at me with sharp eyes and said.

“What is here? No, before that, why would I do harm to those of you who are related to the Church Bureau? I don’t know if you guys have any problems with the church.”

“… … !”

At my words, the paladin shrugged. I pretended not to know and kept talking.

“What happened? can’t talk It’s not like I’m curious about the details. At least for now.”

“… … .”

“Of course, I can’t say that showing emotions so openly is a good habit.”

“Right, Helen.”

Cassandra said to the paladin with a bitter smile.

“He cannot be our enemy.”

“Casa, did you see that with your foresight?”

Cassandra nodded quietly.

“Then there is nothing you can do.”

At those words, the paladin called Helen quickly gained momentum.

Then he lowered his head.

“… … sorry.”

“no it’s okay. ‘Cause I don’t understand Rather… … ”

he continued, looking at Cassandra.

“Now, can you tell me why you came to see me?”

“that… … ”

She hesitated for a moment.

The confident demeanor of a moment ago had disappeared before I knew it.

It seemed to be afraid of something, and in some ways, it seemed a little desperate.

“Because there is something I want to ask you.”

“A question… … say it.”

“yes.”

She raised her head and asked me cautiously.

“Have you ever been blessed with a prophecy?”

* * *

‘Please.’

Cassandra waited for Mikhail’s answer with her hands clenched.

Until now, she hadn’t shown weakness even to protect herself.

one this time.

I couldn’t help it this time.

confederate.

Until now, she had never seen a being like herself.

He hadn’t seen a being who always faced hell like himself.

This was her own misfortune.

Carrying a hell that cannot be shared with anyone is more painful than you think.

That’s why I hoped.

I hope there is at least one more like you.

I hope there is at least one person who can understand me.

And now that ‘possibility’ was right in front of me.

… … okay.

Isn’t it a sin to wish for the same kind?

As an unbelievable prophet, she used to see the future in fragments from a young age.

Unfortunately, the prophecy was not within her control.

An act like a kind of instinct.

Regardless of her will, it suddenly passes like an illusion.

Sometimes I saw the death of a friend.

Other times, I saw a wagon overturned without incident.

The important thing is that none of the ‘fantasies’ she saw were very positive.

Regardless of her will, it was never pleasant to see such a thing.

So once I tried to change it.

He saw the death of his precious friend and tried to prevent the situation somehow by using the illusion he saw.

But the results were disastrous.

The information that could be confirmed by the ‘fantasy’ that passed for a while was limited, and she was young.

rather than prevent death.

I had to see the terrible sight again right in front of my eyes.

and a few times after that.

She struggled, but the result was always the same.

There was nothing I could change.

No one listened to her carefully.

– It’s useless.

At some point, I became so resigned and gave up everything.

The advent of demons and the destruction of the world.

It was the same when I saw the scene.

Though she desperately begged the Archbishop and the Pope for the last time, her prophecies were not taken seriously.

It was always the same.

Of course it will be this time too.

The moment you give up and give up everything.

The predestined doom was blurred.

Instead, an encounter with a man filled her vision.

Mikhail Walpurgis.

The successor of the Great Magician family.

It was the first time a prophecy had been blurred and a new sight had arisen. So I decided to have one last hope.

maybe it could be different

Mikhail’s mouth opened.

“I’m sorry. I am not a prophet. I don’t have that kind of talent.”

“ah… … ”

It was a simple answer, but it was never simple for her.

‘It wasn’t.’

I put up with the fact that my legs were about to give up at any moment.

It was when I tried to say that I knew it while being so resigned.

“But even if I’m not a prophet, maybe I can be of some help to you.”

“… … What do you mean?”

What are you trying to say?

At the point where her last hope was broken, she wondered what would be the use of hearing more, but she listened involuntarily.

“I mean literally.”

and.

“I believe in your prophecy.”

“… … !”

“I will take full credit in whatever you tell me in prophecy and will act to stop it.”

he spoke calmly.

It seems natural.

“If there are those who aim their swords at you, then I will be your shield. Losing a prophet is not usually a loss.”

“… … Do you believe me?”

Her voice trembled at the unexpected answer.

“why… … ? Neither the Archbishop nor even the Holy Father took my prophecy seriously. But why do you… … ”

“I told you. I believe.”

Mikhail’s eyes were serious.

“Whether it was the descent of the demon or the destruction.”

“It would be even more unbelievable to you, a wizard…” … ”

“I say it one more time, but I believe it.”

he emphasized again.

“More than anything else, I definitely believe in that.”

“… … !”

It was an assertion.

As if not making any exceptions, he resolutely affirmed Cassandra’s words.

“… … I could be fooling you.”

“A prophet does not lie by ‘prophecy’. Should I say no? I have no doubt that you are a prophet.”

As if her worries were not the same, Mikhail snorted and said,

“Is this not enough?”

Spreading his arms wide, Mikhail continued.

“I am a wizard. interested in everything Is it possible to change the fucking fate or does the ‘prophecy’ refer to a definite future… … I am curious about all of that.”

desire for exploration and knowledge.

He looked at Cassandra without any thought of hiding his natural desire as a wizard.

“You are good evidence to prove that curiosity.”

funny.

I couldn’t have foreseen this answer at all.

I thought maybe it might be the same. In the worst case, I thought I might be ridiculed.

But no matter how much she was like that, she didn’t expect such an answer.

Still, one thing was known.

‘really… … I believe in you.’

Mikhail does not comfort her. It does not say that the past she struggled with was meaningless or meaningful.

It just affirms the reason why she came here now and why she will struggle in the future.

‘not bad.’

Even if you are not of the same class, if you met someone who understands you, that would be another stroke of luck.

furthermore.

‘How come it doesn’t feel as far away as Sunji.’

It was only a hunch, but she assumed that Mikhail was also facing a similar hell.

No, it might be worse than you.

But he is looking straight at himself unbroken.

“… … great.”

She, too, looked directly at Mikhail.

“If you believe me.”

Something will change.

“I will trust you too.”

* * *

“… … Are you a warrior?”

‘Fuck… … ‘

As soon as he arrived at the temple, Lian received the gaze of the priest who looked at him with the expression of a madman.

He frowned and nodded.

“Ah yes, that’s right. I’m here to apply for that, so I’ll just pass it over quickly.”

“Who are you with?”

“Mikhail Walpurgis.”

“… … yes?”

The priest looked at him once more with the eyes of a madman.

No, are you insane?

A face like that.

“If you’re here as a joke, you’re still recruiting warriors in your own way, right?”

“Oh, it’s not a joke.”

“If it’s not a joke… … What is Walpurgis? … ”

My words.

Ryan struggled to hold back as the words reached his throat.

What on earth did that damn bastard do to pass this on to himself?

“Cheer up, Prince Lian.”

“Cheer up.”

For some reason, Aileen and the butler were patting their shoulders from behind.

‘… … Shit.’

How did it come to be like this?

He made the list, holding back a sigh.

But that was then.

“Oh, welcome.”

The priest who was helping to make the list in the middle of the day looked over there and said.

“… … hmm?”

Lian turned her head for a moment and looked back.

‘mask… … ?’

There stood a woman wearing an iron mask with no personality whatsoever.

with a sword in one hand.

Great mage who transcends by regression