The great mage who transcends by regression Episode 360
When I close my eyes, I remember that time.
I have sworn several times that I will not look away.
But even though I always made that promise, the sights of the past were always in front of my eyes.
Know.
I’m just procrastinating.
I will look back on all the feelings I have inside after everything is over… ….
I’m too busy looking right now.
No time to look back.
I kept saying that to myself and somehow I continued my work.
“I’m still in the world before that return?”
“Oh, of course, that future is gone. That’s what you, smarter than me, should know. there’s no coming back That’s pure and natural. But what to say… ….”
Muhyul looked at me quietly.
“Because you seem to be holding on to the time that must have passed on its own.”
“….”
“Listening to you, I wasn’t in a good shape then. To be honest, I’m even more grateful. If it wasn’t for you, I would have lost Garam and become the king of a ruined country.”
That’s why Muhyul said slowly.
“I want you to live in the present. I’m not trying to say that the past has no meaning. just….”
“Are you saying you want me to take care of myself?”
“You already know that.”
Muhyul said with a bitter smile.
The word was received by Jihad.
“My thoughts are the same as Muhyul-nim’s, Mikhail-nim.”
“…Is that so?”
“Because Michael is surprisingly insensitive to his own pain.”
Jihad spoke slowly.
“The fact that he saved the world tree and us that day was a great grace beyond words. And that… …It was only possible because of Mikhail.”
“….”
“But apart from that, it seems that the current Mikhail is unable to accept something ‘now’ as his own.”
As if this ‘present’ is a place he is not allowed to move. After he said that, he lowered his head.
“If not, I apologize. You thoughtlessly said things about Mikhail-sama on a presumption.”
“no.”
I thought for a moment while holding a glass of wine.
Both of them are not wrong.
There was actually something like that.
As long as I can change this reality, I don’t care what happens.
That’s always been my concern.
At this point, I wasn’t the only one with memories before the return.
There is Ariandel.
Strictly speaking, it could be said that Rian also shares memories from before returning to some extent.
However, unlike those who only have ‘memories’, I am the one who rewinds time itself.
okay.
Unlike those two, I ‘chosen’ to go back.
Maybe that’s why you can’t let go.
Unknowingly, I distinguish between before the return and the present. Even though it doesn’t make any sense, it continues.
“Certainly complicated.”
I didn’t hide anything.
There’s no reason for that.
that…It is a problem that Asar pointed out once and also thought about many times.
There was plenty of time.
And that was enough time to organize my thoughts in any way.
“Still, it is a matter that has already been concluded to some extent.”
“is it?”
“Yes, it is about time.”
“Right.”
Muhyul muttered that and tilted the bottle.
The transparent color gently filled the glass.
“Then I won’t ask any more.”
As if he fully respected my choice, Muhyul said no more. just pass the drink
It was a thank you.
Not asking more means that you trust my decision that much.
“Mikhail.”
Jihad then spoke.
“I support all of Mikhail in one way or another. Even if Michael wasn’t sure about it.”
“….”
“It’s just like that.”
Jihad said that and drank with an embarrassed expression.
I also put a glass of wine to my mouth.
When I pass the alcohol, I feel a tingling sensation somewhere in my throat.
“…hmm.”
Unknowingly, I frowned.
what to say
‘It’s written.’
The alcohol I drank in a long time was quite bitter.
After a short drinking session with the two of them, I decided to move on to the next place.
The two laughed and saw me off.
“It was fun, warrior.”
“I wish you luck.”
It was a pretty fulfilling time.
They both understood me and I was able to organize my thoughts in that conversation.
“Are we going to the devil now?”
“No, last…There are places to stop by for a while.”
“Anywhere to stop by….”
I replied with a bitter smile at Muhyul’s words.
“It is home.”
* * *
The Great Mage of the 8th Circle.
Aidan Walpurgis has been busier than ever lately.
This is because the Walpurgis estate was not free from demons at all.
Thanks to his son’s performance, he was able to endure it, but even so, it does not mean that he is fine at all.
He pressed his gloomy eyes as he read the reports pouring in on him every day.
“…How can he be so diligent?”
My son, who is busy traveling around and is active, shouldering the responsibility of being a hero.
Father let out a bitter laugh.
As a result, it was the right choice for Mikhail to become a warrior.
If it wasn’t for his son, I can’t even imagine what kind of hell would have spread on this continent.
But isn’t that what being a parent is? Apart from the fact that he needs his son’s existence, he can’t help but worry about it.
when I was so worried
The Marquis felt something strangely out of place.
And I immediately realized that the identity of the sense of incongruity was magic.
‘Is it a space leap?’
There is only one person with such a secret magic skill that even he doesn’t notice it right away.
“Mikhail.”
“Did you know right away?”
At that, a voice came from behind.
As usual, the atmosphere was useless.
Even in this situation where he was busy doing many things as a warrior, his son’s mood did not change.
‘No, it hasn’t changed.’
It’s only natural that as a parent, it’s easy to pick up on things about your son, but at the same time… …may be worried
“Now even I can’t help it. I never thought you’d surpass me at your age.”
“I am a bit special.”
Slowly, out of the darkness, Mikhail came out. In the meantime, my hair was quite long.
Her hair, lightly tied with a string, extends over her shoulders to her back.
The Marquis, who saw it, said to his son as if he was interested.
“Heh, why did the guy who hated growing his hair suddenly have a change of heart?”
“I just made a promise.”
Mikhail spoke lightly and sat across from the Marquis. The moonlight shining through the window is clear.
Mikhail looked at the moonlight for a while.
Looking at his son like that, the Marquis felt a strange feeling.
Have you ever grown up like this?
Until just a few years ago, Mikhail was quite the spoiled son of himself.
There was no sign that it would be fixed.
Because that discrepancy started with the death of my one and only mother.
There were times when he was beaten because he couldn’t see his indolence and stubbornness and arrogance ruining his son, but to no avail.
It was.
But at some point, the son behaved as if he had completely changed and even became a warrior.
It was a bit of an abrupt change.
Even so, the reason why the Marquis did not dig deep into the fact was because he knew that his son was the same.
Intuition as a parent.
Although it changed suddenly, the soul and memory are my son’s.
Mikhail said then.
“When this is over, everything will be over. Both the devil and the demon god.”
At that, the Marquis nodded.
If it’s your son, that’s it. At least after becoming a ‘Hero’, he never said a lie.
“It’s over… ….”
The Marquis muttered that, and then asked Mikhail again.
“Are you coming back?”
“….”
For a moment, the son said nothing.
But soon the son raised his head and smiled.
“of course.”
“haha.”
The Marquis laughed as usual.
As if the atmosphere from just before was nothing, I spoke to my son like in the past.
“Well, what is it that even a demon can’t hit? Originally, if you beat everyone up, somehow it will work out.”
“I’m a gentlemanly wizard in my own way, so I don’t intend to solve the problem with such violent acts.”
“I thought that too when I was young. I used to say something similar to your grandfather.”
The Marquis recalled the past for a while with a melancholy look on her face.
“When I think about it now, it was a futile struggle, hehe.”
“….”
Mikhail’s face rotted when he suddenly heard the dark secret of his family.
‘That father was like me when he was young?’
Mikhail decided to judge himself objectively for a moment.
Quite polite and tolerant.
Of course, there is a bit harsh side to the devil, but that’s normal as a hero… ….
Basically, if you look at the past warriors, wouldn’t you say that you’re a pretty constructive talent?
But to think that his father’s youth was similar to himself.
surprising.
‘Unbelievable. Did my father have a moderate and cultured time like me?’
At that sudden realization, Mikhail nodded with a solemn expression involuntarily.
The Marquis, looking at his son, clicked his tongue and furrowed his brow.
“Just looking at it, he looks like he’s thinking like shit again.”
“I had a constructive thought.”
It is said that he went through a lineage-based examination of his future for a very short time.
Such a conversation ensued.
Wasn’t it the first time we met?
There wasn’t much need for a complicated conversation between the two rich people.
And after a while, Mikhail said to my father.
“Do you have any questions?”
“There is, though.”
At those words, the Marquis laughed.
“I thought it wouldn’t be too late to hear about it after your return.”
In any case, the demons should be moderately infested.
While muttering those words, the Marquis looked at her son.
“Walpurgis is equal. Son, there is no such thing as not being someone or being someone.”
“Well, that’s the family motto.”
“Yes, if you make a mistake, you can defeat it! It doesn’t matter if it’s a demon, a human, or a god. Go against the rules and beat the bad guys!”
That’s Walpurgis.
The Marquis’ eyes flashed.
No matter how you look at it, it didn’t come from a wizard family, but the two rich people didn’t feel any discomfort.
rather.
“her.”
Mikhail looked at his father with an expression as if he had been beaten.
“Well, you can lose. should be equal What else can you say that God can’t sell?”
“Yeah, that’s it.”
The Marquis grinned.
“Beat and come back.”
“hmm.”
That succinct remark made Mikhail unknowingly burst into laughter.
There was no countermeasure, and it was literally just spitting out words.
“I like it.”
Needless to say, at least these words were what he needed more than anything else.
* * *
After talking with my father, I went outside.
After that conversation, more trifles were exchanged, but, as always, it was nothing more than small talk.
But that was enough.
Because I needed that small talk.
“I’ve done everything I need to do… ….”
Now that I’ve given the divine object to those who need it, there’s really only one thing left.
“set.”
“Yes, Mikhail.”
Immediately after that, Set appeared in front of me. Unlike before, it doesn’t look like a fairy the size of a palm.
As an apostle, Asar has regained the dignity and power he had when he existed.
“Are you ready?”
“It’s done.”
Seth said that with a tense expression on his face.
“good.”
Then there is no need to delay any longer. The round table is complete and the apostles have regained their original powers.
And Hekau came to me safely anyway… ….
“Now we begin.”
It’s time to beat the demon.
