The great mage who transcends by returning Chapter 243
There is no person without a dark history in life.
Everyone has memories, big or small, that they don’t want to recall.
Of course, it doesn’t matter if the dark history is kept neatly in your head.
It’s just a bit painful when I think about it sometimes, but I don’t even want to bite my tongue and die.
But what if it all comes out?
What will happen if the ‘dark history’ is revealed and acquaintances watch it in real time?
…there’s nothing more to talk about
All I can think of is that I will bite my tongue and die on the spot.
[It’s Tot.]
Set seemed to have the same thoughts.
[Of course, the only one who can do such a bad taste is Thoth. Well, it’s really bad in many ways. Really.]
“Sure.”
Set looked at the old man with his head on the ground with a pity on his face.
…It seemed that he had no will to live any longer.
No matter how old you are, a dark history is a dark history.
I sometimes remember the shoveling I did as a child.
[Is Mikhail okay?]
“Suddenly, why?”
[No, first of all, I think that might be similar to your future.]
Quietly, Set pointed to the elderly man who was now motionless.
“It is life loneliness….”
No reaction. It looks like a corpse.
The will to live and everything else evaporated, looking blankly at the sky. It’s a truly horrific ending.
“…hmm.”
I quietly thought of the sight of my ‘dark history’ being revealed to the whole world.
To my surprise, the courage to continue living was gone. Wouldn’t it be happy to just bite your tongue and die?
no it’s ok
Humans are creatures that learn.
I have already clearly learned the memory of being beaten by Thoth once. There is no such thing as being beaten twice.
A ghost story has been handed down that a long time ago there was a person who suffered the same thing three times, but a ghost story is a ghost story.
There is no such thing as being beaten twice.
No, it’s my turn to repay you this time beyond being hurt.
I must see for myself the bloody tears flowing from Thoth’s eyes.
Wait a minute, I see.
“Did the butler challenge that too?”
“…hmm.”
The butler quietly looked up at the sky with his hands behind his back.
It was like the eyes of an old man.
If there’s anything different, it’s the eyes that have already given up and accepted everything.
“This is how time changes a lot of things, boy.”
“….”
“It’s a shame that all the people present that day were buried in the ground. If it wasn’t for that, I wouldn’t be here.”
It’s just that you’ve been hurt.
Still, it’s the butler’s dark history, so I’m a little curious… …
Scared to take a quick glance, the butler replied firmly.
“Don’t tell me. There are some truths in the world that you shouldn’t know.”
“Oh yes.”
In the eyes of the butler who said that, what I felt was clear madness.
The moment you get caught, you can feel the will to kill even the killer. Sorry, but let’s just move on.
“Anyway, the fact that the butler also took on the challenge doesn’t mean that it’s an ordeal with quite a history and tradition.”
“It is. Of course, no one went through that door, so no one checked inside.”
“But you hang on like that? Those outstanding scholars?”
“That’s because the sage Herma staked her own name on the existence of the Library Beyond.”
“…hmm.”
Well, if that’s the case, I’m going to have to run like that. The existence of a library that was authorized by that sage, not by anyone else.
There is no scholar who is not attracted to a place that is said to contain vast knowledge of the world.
“As I explained a bit earlier, this < Book Hill > itself is a place where the first sage discovered the ‘library’ and unlocked the secrets of the library.”
“…hmm.”
The sage was convinced of the library’s existence.
Does that mean that the First Sage had already made contact with Thoth once?
‘I’ve never heard of that.’
Because I don’t know everything. Especially if it was a chaotic situation like before the return.
I recalled the situation before the return.
– Nothing.
– Didn’t you say there was a grave?
As an expedition with a duty to deal with demons, we headed to < The Hill of Books > because of rumors that there is a sacred tomb.
And what we saw was ruins.
It was the tomb of scholars with nothing left. The ordeal of the ‘grave’ was completely different from now.
It was a little more brutal and sharp.
Of course, there was no such thing as a sage who managed the land.
And when we found the ‘grave’, we barely passed the ordeal and barely reached the front of Thoth.
– under.
I met that guy.
– what’s this. The promised losers have come this far.
okay.
Definitely different.
I don’t know what happened between now and the future I know, but a lot was different.
‘…Does that mean that the content of the ordeal may be different from what I know?’
Of course, it won’t be any different.
Each tomb seems to have its own ‘symbolism’ set by Asar, and it doesn’t deviate much from it.
but….
‘I’ll have to keep that in mind.’
I have no intention of getting beaten by Thoth one more time.
Even for that, first… …You’ll need to check that entrance.
I passed through a square surrounded by scholars and tried to make my way to its entrance.
But then.
“Scholars! How long are you going to stick to a library that has no guarantee that it will be open like that!”
Suddenly, a group of scholars burst into the square.
All of them were wearing clothes with strange letters written on them, and they looked quite strange.
“Sage Herma reigns in this land and uses the ‘library’ to blind us! Wise ones! Like seekers of knowledge, wake up from a long dream!”
“…What else is that?”
With their appearance, the atmosphere in the plaza collapsed in an instant.
Scholars who were contemplating how to open the entrance to the library just now were glaring at them with bitter eyes.
“…Tsk, are they still there?”
The butler who was watching quietly clicked his tongue and scratched his head.
“I know?”
“A while ago, the former boy asked why I believe in the existence of the library. And I believed it because the ‘First Sage’ guaranteed it.”
“yes.”
“They are non-believers. To be precise, I distrust even the words of that sage because I did not see it myself.”
“…Doesn’t the sage take any other action? First of all, you are the lord of this land who has been recognized by the emperor.”
“The basis for < The Hill of Books > is the freedom of discussion. Even if it denies the words of the sage itself, even that is regarded as one of the ‘theories’.”
In other words, even such opinions are not considered as part of ‘knowledge’ and no action is taken.
That would be a way to maintain the identity of < The Hill of Books >.
“Can’t it fester?”
“There is a possibility. But paradoxically, it was also maintained because of that ‘freedom’.”
“…hmm.”
Well, that’s the land of identity, so I’m not going to interfere.
In the first place, if that ‘inside’ is clearly opened, there is a high possibility that such a dispute will disappear.
“The false sage is deceiving you all! Wake up compatriots! Only knowledge is the answer!”
“There is no faith in your words, and no excellent logic! Isn’t it just nasty jealousy!”
There was a heated discussion between scholars on both sides, but other scholars did not seem to care, as if even that was a daily routine.
Oh, and those are the beginnings again.
kinda feel like that.
around the time when it slowly overheated like that.
“Remember the twilight!”
Unexpected words broke out among the strange crowd.
flinch.
In an instant, the butler also reacted.
The word ‘twilight’ was for both of us.
‘Is the twilight here?’
With such a question, he turned his gaze to the direction where the voice had been heard.
The scholar enthusiastically continued.
“We know people who have fallen under the delusion that they have read the ‘knowledge’ of the library!”
“Hey, that…!”
“Was I wrong! twilight! They have that madness… …!”
“stop.”
when his words were about to follow.
A cold voice resounded throughout the area.
the owner of the voice.
“With what qualifications do you dare?”
was a butler
In an instant he moved in front of them and glared at them with fierce eyes.
“Do you put the twilight in your mouth?”
“…!”
a sinking silence.
All the scholars in the square focused on the butler.
“…Merdin?”
twilight.
In any case, ‘Twilight’ can be said to be a word of love and hatred not only for me but also for the butler.
But one thing is clear.
The butler never separates himself from the ‘twilight’.
After all, he was a ‘wizard wizard’ before being a butler.
“How are you all?”
“I don’t need to know.”
It resembled Master Merdin’s gaze the day before returning.
grim and cold
That’s how much the words the scholar of the anti-sage faction just shouted went far beyond the butler’s line.
‘I don’t have much affection for Twilight itself, but… ….’
Because the butler is definitely different.
He has a right to be angry.
The scholars were unable to move under the pressure of the butler’s momentum.
7th Circle Mage.
Even lately, he is a butler who is gradually crossing the 8th circle. There is no way that ordinary scholars can withstand that momentum.
But I’m not a madman for nothing.
A scholar who does not believe in wise men shouted while grinding his teeth.
“It’s just fine! The last root of the Merdin Twilight! It’s time to tell the truth! In order to justify their theories, Twilight considers the existence of a library that doesn’t exist… ….”
“Shut up.”
cooong!
“Cuck!”
Soon the scholar’s knees were bent.
A force that could not be compared to the one before hit the scholar.
“…Isn’t it dangerous?”
Lian, who had been watching quietly from the sidelines, took a posture to intervene right away, perhaps because he thought it was unusual.
but.
“for a moment.”
“why? No matter how you look at the old man’s situation, it’s heartbreaking… ….”
“are you okay. I am not going there.”
I know a master who had a butler.
I am not one to spontaneously bleed out of simple anger.
Rather… ….
‘The connection between the library and dusk.’
I focused on something else.
The butler didn’t even tell me that.
I wouldn’t say it wasn’t necessary.
That’s not what’s important.
‘Now it seems clear that this bizarre entrance is part of the ordeal set by Thoth, and so far, numerous scholars have challenged to open it, right?’
Then, the important thing is exactly what Toth is trying to test.
Each tomb has its own direction of trials.
Just as Anubis, the essence of faith, Nephthys tested mental strength… ….
Thoth must also have that direction.
at that time.
‘for a moment.’
A feeling of discomfort running through your head.
I passed the ordeal.
But even so, Thoth was strangely uncooperative, and the sickness he received from him was….
‘Siegfried blew it up.’
Just like the gods so far.
But what if that’s not the case?
If only we hadn’t passed the proper test in the first place.
no.
Previously….
What if the premise itself that the entrance to that library was never opened was wrong?
then….
“under.”
At that moment, laughter broke out.
I immediately walked over to the butler who was venting his anger and put my hand on his shoulder.
“Stop it, butler.”
“But the boy, the author…!”
“are you okay. There’s no need to be angry. Because it reminded me of something good.”
“If it’s good….”
“There is something like that. I will explain the details later.”
“hmm…If the young master is like that, then yes.”
With those words, the butler instantly lost his momentum.
“Heh heh heh! Whoa!”
Only then did the scholar, who was able to breathe, look at me, gasping for breath.
“All you….”
“You don’t know anything. From what I hear, you seem to be questioning the existence of the library, is that correct?”
“That’s right.”
I smiled as I saw him nodding his head with a puzzled expression.
“It’s just fine.”
“…yes?”
I tapped him on the shoulder and asked again.
“Of course, from a standpoint of doubting its existence, you must have been prepared to give everything to prove the ‘truth’, right?”
“Uh, if that’s the resolution… ….”
“You did. great.”
“No, I haven’t answered yet….”
“no way!”
I shouted, looking around at the scholars in the plaza with my eyes wide open.
“Without such determination! You insulted the scholars who are working hard to open the ‘door’ here!”
“Mu-moo what are you talking about! I have never insulted you!”
“Yes, no! I believe!”
At my words, the scholar’s mouth trembled and he turned his gaze toward the group behind him.
But it doesn’t mean much.
Like a warrior, I stood up and looked at him with a heart without a single bit of shame.
“Then let’s dedicate it.”
“…yes?”
“For our knowledge! Let’s prove this once!”
As I said that, I pointed to Thoth’s ordeal, ‘Dark History Regenerator’.
“You can do it! Why are you telling me to do it!”
“I told you. This means that one side of the original argument should lead by example and set an example.”
I don’t know anything else, but I need to get my hands on this ‘Dark History Regenerator’ to prove whether or not my guess is correct.
But honestly… …I don’t want to touch that.
Who wants to show it to others by volunteering for black history?
Dark history should be cherished and left deep in the heart.
But it’s all about ‘me’… ….
“Just come here.”
It doesn’t have to be me.
