(EP-188.1) Own place #4
188 – Each in their own place #4
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“...Have you, by any chance, opened that door?”
It sounded like scolding someone for doing something they shouldn’t have.
Similar to a line commonly used in ghost ◆ Nоvеlіgһt ◆ (Only on Nоvеlіgһt) stories, words such as, “Ah, you saw it-.”
Feeling that I might have said something I shouldn’t have, I hurriedly closed my mouth. However, such denial was no different than a confirmation.
“Hu-.”
Hynax sighed, “As I thought, you’ve seen it.” Then, he looked around and gestured. Suddenly, the open windows and door all closed.
“... Why are you closing the door?”
I started to feel a little anxious with the enclosed space, but Hynax said as if reassuring me.
“The things we will discuss henceforth are only for those who have reached a certain level. I’ll be transparent. So, Sir Theo, be honest with me, have you seen anything beyond the door?”
“I don’t know. I don’t even understand what I saw. That’s why I came to ask the Sage.”
“Yes, I understand where you are coming from. Sadly, Sir Theo, neither I nor anyone knows.”
“Really?”
“That’s right, we all saw the same thing as we crossed the demonic wall. The endless sea of ink, the otherworldly door and the throne beyond it. And a strange being sitting cross-legged....”
The other world and the throne. The strange being. I hadn’t described that part yet.
So the fact that Hynax mentioned it first meant that he saw something similar to what I had witnessed...
As expected, it wasn’t just a dream.
Hynax continued.
“It’s said to appear differently depending on a person’s aptitude. In my case, I could barely see a blurry, twisted figure sitting cross-legged.”
“A blurry figure....”
“But the Brown Sage Braun said he saw numerous wriggling eyes. It varies from person to person.”
‘I see.’
For me, the strange creature’s horrific figure was vivid.
It was like a grotesque composite of countless human bodies in a lotus position. It was so vivid, in fact, that I didn’t want to look a second longer.
Hynax proceeded to say.
“Black Mage, Sir Pelto, even heard its voice. A voice incessantly spewing negativity. A list of gloomy futures-. Sir Pelto might have gone mad because he looked into it too closely...”
I felt like I was starting to understand. The dots were slowly connecting. Sir Pelto was the most outstanding mage, reaching Rank 6, but he went insane.
“The most outstanding becomes the most corrupted.”
He kept saying negativity like “Destruction. Chaos. Raƿe, arson-.” He was parroting what he heard.
So this was why high-ranking mages got something wrong on their heads. In this case, had Aira seen it too?
Hynax said while I was in thought.
“Surely, Solomon must have seen it too. I wonder what he would’ve called it.”
I also didn’t know how Demon King Solomon would’ve named it.
If it were up to me, it would probably be...
Something like a devil or whatever.
* * *
In a training ground located in a corner of Ark.
─Air Bullet-!
I casted the most basic attack magic.
It was a spell that fired a tiny air bullet from the tip of the wand, possessing destructive power equivalent to a conventional rifle bullet.
Paaang-!
However, my air bullet, colliding with the training dummy, not only pierced through its waist but also completely broke it in half, leaving a large hole.
This was like a full-blown cannon. It felt like the power had increased two to threefold.
Now, I couldn’t possibly use this magic against people.
Was this the skill of a Rank 5 Archmage?
If even the most basic attack caused this much damage, I couldn’t help but be both excited and scared as to how powerful the stronger spells might have gotten.
Edited by: faker
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