Bellbroke Subjugation Battle (9)
– Crack, crack.
The feel of the cotton blanket tickling the tip of my nose feels good, so I rub it on my face a few times.
If you listen to the crackling sound of the fireplace and bask in the warmth, you will soon fall asleep.
Lucy Mayril, a petite figure, peeks out from under the blanket.
In front of the fireplace, visible between the soft cotton blankets, an old wizard was sitting.
Maybe he wanted to watch over Lucy until she fell asleep, but without doing anything else, he stabbed the burning firewood with an iron skewer a few times.
Glokt Elderbane is now so old that he can hardly stand on his own, and his appearance is so pitiful that you almost worry that he will collapse if you even touch him.
He himself said that he lived long enough to live. People say there’s no point in living any longer, but since we’re alive, we’re living.
Even when I asked what that meant, Glokt didn’t give a clear answer and just prepared Lucy a meal.
‘I lived quite a long time.’
As the flame flickered, the many shadows filling the cabin also shook their bodies.
A night without stars. A few fireflies were attached to the window, glowing in vain as if they were taking over that role.
A hand full of wrinkles was seen tightly gripping an iron skewer.
‘Back in the day, I hated my teacher.’
Glockt, who noticed that Lucy was having trouble falling asleep, perhaps because she had taken a long nap, spoke in a calm voice.
Did you know that reciting old stories to a young child who struggles to sleep is best?
Glokt Elderbane, who lost his entire family at a young age and lost all meaning and motivation in life.
When I went to the great sage and told him that I didn’t want to live a painful life like this… She suddenly gave the young Glokt a hard slap.
I couldn’t believe that a master magician with the most advanced knowledge in the world had started punching… Eventually, I became discouraged by the bright smile and energetic words that followed.
― ‘Try it first and then tell me! Without even knowing!’
After that, he became the first disciple of Sylvania, who was exiled to Aken Island… He had a pretty eventful day.
I was dragged along as an assistant to a teacher who was a researcher and did dangerous things… There were many more days when I screamed, got angry, or sighed heavily.
He didn’t bother to pull Glokt’s wrist to show him the view from the top of the mountain, burst out laughing when he saw him shivering in front of a giant wind wolf he had never seen before, and treated him when he got hurt, even though he got angry and asked why he wasn’t careful. When research results are not satisfactory, he gets depressed, but the next day, he raises his voice and talks about magic theories as if it had never happened before.
As I was being manipulated like that, before I knew it, I had become a magician who could make a decent living for one person.
As I continued to work hard, people who were disciples and followers of Glokt began to come to me.
People praise and read the book that I scribbled on several times to organize the theory.
While wandering around the battlefield, I feel sorry for the lives that are dying unfairly, so I use my strength.
He also directly defeats monsters and spirits that appear like disasters.
I met a woman who was destined for me, fell in love with her like a flame, and had a family.
A loved one dies in a life-threatening battle, and a family member is lost.
I realized that even in the midst of sadness and devastation, there was still something I wanted to protect, and I tried to pick myself up again.
Arguing with those who slander you, and shaking hands with those who support you.
Study, teach, fight, run away, cry, laugh, get angry, make up.
If you think about the fact that the place you reach the end of is a cabin deep in this mountain range that no one visits.
Glockt’s words from his childhood, when he predicted that he would end his life in loneliness anyway… To some extent, this was correct.
Because you are the person who knows your life best. It may be that he already had insight into his fate at that young age.
Nevertheless, if there was something that was not taken into account. It is a process, not a result.
‘I just lived, and people started to climb on my shoulders and lean on me as they pleased. They came to me without even asking for it, clapping and talking, laughing and crying, worrying and getting angry… There were more than one or two times that I wanted to throw it away because I thought it was so annoying and cumbersome.’
Could it be that I am saying too difficult things to young Lucy? Although he is worried about that, he says it slowly, thinking that he will be happy if Lucy, an adult, remembers it someday.
‘I feel empty without it.’
The image of the old man, leaning back against the wooden chair and smiling, was etched straight into Lucy’s pupils.
‘It’s not easy to live. Still, Lucy, the day you reached the end of your life… I really wish I could reminisce like this.’
Without even looking back at Lucy, who was staring through a gap in the cotton blanket, Glokt quietly fell asleep looking at the ceiling, as if reminiscing about the times he missed.
‘It’s a good thing I tried living for now.’
― Quaaaaaaaaaaa!
Was it a flash of light? For a moment, the scene of a cabin in the Rameln Mountains from long ago seemed to come to mind, so Lucy had to quickly grit her teeth and come to her senses.
The location was near the plaza at the entrance to the living building.
After exchanging elemental magic with Great Sage Sylvania several times, he was unable to block Velbroke’s magic bullet and ended up hitting his living quarters.
Although his entire body was covered in several layers of defensive magic, every bone was screaming from the shock.
When I put my foot on the floor to get up, it was soggy. The blood that flowed from the body was all over the floor.
Without even showing signs of agitation, Lucy raised her magical power to stop the bleeding. It looked like he had been hit squarely into the fountain near the entrance plaza.
Beyond the wet floor all around, a group of monsters can be seen. The group of survivors who were fighting against the monsters looked in this direction in shock, but Lucy paid no attention and stood up, shaking off the water.
Sylvania appears in the sky and draws out magical power again with her huge staff.
Lucy spat out the blood that had accumulated in her mouth and raised her magic power, clutching her tattered blouse tightly.
“You are maintaining that seal surrounding Belbroke, right? Lucy Mayril.”
There is barely a trace of reason left in Sylvania’s appearance as she looks at her disciple’s disciple, her son.
Although she immediately realized the identity of the other person, Lucy did not show any signs of panic.
Instead, he just shook his head.
“Don’t do anything useless, please! Please! please! Stop doing this! please! Stop it! stop! stop! “Stop it!”
Lucy’s head narrowed as her head rang with a shriek-like cry.
I was already exhausted from dealing with Velbroke. Moreover, it would be too much to deal with a master of such Aspect magic all at once.
Still, Lucy Mayril holds her head high. He has neither the heart to run away nor the heart to fall.
Even though blood is dripping, he doesn’t stop shaking his head.
“Since I can’t suppress Velbroke directly, I’m forcing it to maintain the sealing line I built in the past, right?”
It spits out an unknown sound. Lucy Mayril did nothing.
Still, Lucy didn’t really try to refute it.
“It is rare to find someone with the magical power to maintain such a large-scale legal formation. you… . You are the variable that caused all of this… Lucy Mayril… Hehe… Hehehe… okay… only you… All I need is you. Don’t you… ”
Lucy gently closed her eyes amidst the flowing blood.
Ed had already heard the story about Bellbroke’s resurrection several times. Lucy said several times that she would carry the burden with her.
Even though Lucy was bleeding, she continued her train of thought and succeeded in coming to a conclusion.
“You’ve gone crazy, pitiful.”
Lucy looks at Sylvania with blank eyes.
“No matter how powerful the magic is, there is a limit to the magical power of humans alone in order to achieve results so enormous that they can surpass the flow of time. It makes no sense to jump over such a distant future in one go and reach the present… ”
Lucy always has a blank and bewildered expression, but her insight is still sharp.
Lucy, who has a deeper understanding of aspect magic than anyone else, knows it well.
There is no way there is something magical like time travel, jumping into the future. Even if there was one, it could not be handled with human magical power.
So then, how on earth can Sylvania exist in the ‘now’ time?
Simple.
It is not that the world’s time has fast-forwarded, but that one has stopped one’s own time.
Middle Aspect Magic ‘Time Prison’.
This is a magic that can stop the target’s time until the caster’s magical power runs out.
If you cast that on yourself… Although it is a truly ignorant and violent method, it is not impossible in theory to send oneself flying into the future.
Sylvania’s past when she came to Aken Island and became obsessed with studying the calculations for magic flow.
How much magic power should be poured beyond the time of Belbroke’s resurrection… Sylvania had been making the calculations.
Moreover, calculating horsepower does not end everything.
If you cast that massive aspect magic on yourself, even the magical power subordinate to you will be bound in a time prison… The magic won’t work properly. Because it’s like blocking the caster’s magic power.
If so, it is necessary to return the magic power needed to maintain the time prison to an external storage source.
A magic that diverts the Aspect magic power belonging to one’s body to an external magic stone or other storage source. It also has to target an incredibly large amount of magical power.
The ‘magic of replacement’ that Merylda talked about and that Sylvania had been researching on Aken Island.
Now it feels like the puzzle is finally coming together to some extent. Lucy raised her head and looked at the mountain that towered over Aken Island.
The top of the mountain.
Ed was sitting guard during the freshman placement test… The ‘Altar of Replacement’.
The identity of the altar, whose origin and origin were unknown, was a trace of Sylvania’s research into magic to send herself into the future.
“You were trying to go over the cliff.”
Like explorers heading towards an unknown continent. Breaking through the veil of darkness and launching a sailing ship across the open sea, with my teeth clenched… He wanted to see it with his own eyes.
The point where all futures converge into darkness, observed by the great sage Sylvania, was named ‘Cliff Point’.
Great Sage Sylvania wants to go directly beyond… He threw his body into the future.
To see with my own eyes that the future will continue even though I could not observe it.
However, what Great Sage Sylvania had to prepare for was… He had to endure those long years in time prison.
Even though the body’s time stops, consciousness blooms even in the darkness. Time Prison does not affect the flow of the mind.
In a scene that seemed to sink into deep darkness, Great Sage Sylvania endured those long years solely through her own will.
However, Sylvania is also human.
There are limits to human mental power.
The fundamental fear of darkness that was already encroaching on Sylvania.
The endless fear that stimulates the primal nature of humans made even Crown Prince Lindon tremble and curled up in the corner of the room… During the long years of being imprisoned in time prison, I had to be exposed endlessly.
The old Sylvania endured and endured.
From all this fear of the apocalypse, he smiled and said that he would survive… He praised life. I tried to resist those dark whispers that came up whenever I could, time and time again.
however… What finally broke my heart was… Because, after all, we are human.
Even though Lucy didn’t know the whole story, she could at least guess the reason why Sylvania was tainted by madness.
She had to suffer continuously for a long time. She frees herself from her primal fear, the one she has been fighting against all her life.
If that’s the case, there’s nothing you can’t understand about Sylvania. The countless achievements she made in the past, and the efforts she made to continue to expand the future of her world. We can all nod our heads and say that we had a hard time.
However, I had no intention of falling down here.
This is because Lucy still had something she wanted to protect.
What Lucy wants to protect is not something grand or great. The future of the world, the fundamental fear of darkness. These are not things that are so enormous that they are difficult to reach, and that criminals cannot even fathom.
“I’m sorry.”
Lucy rarely uses polite language. Nevertheless, with her teacher’s teacher right in front of her, Lucy bowed her head for a moment.
“I don’t have that much scope, so I can’t think about grand things like the world or the future. You know. “Being a disciple doesn’t always turn out the way you want.”
What Lucy wants to protect is just one man’s life. It is the story of a fallen nobleman living in dire straits in the northern forest.
It gave me a reason to live in my empty life… In that case, he just protects that man’s life with all his might.
In this process, grandiose reasons such as the fate of the world or the darkness of the origin are not attached. Lucy is not bound by such fate.
I received something, so I just give it back. Having received life, it is only right to give back through life.
Lucy clenched her fist, blood spattering. I felt like my life might be in danger if I continued like this, but I didn’t hesitate.
All the stars above Aken Island have disappeared.
This was because the sky was no longer visible, covered with thousands of elemental magic circles created by Lucy.
