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“what do you think about it?”
The twins gathered in the basement library. I wanted to explain about her mother’s belongings and talk about the ‘power’ of the Book of Raziel. They took turns reading the Book of Raziel and spoke with interested expressions.
“It’s a book with a strong curse. However, it is completely different from the magic system of this world. Clearly, this book is from another world.”
Melissa said in a confident voice. Melissa considered this book, called the ‘Book of Raziel’, to be an object from another world. The dictionary that records the devil is from another world… I couldn’t understand.
“The connection between cause and effect has reached this point.”
Lannistar looked at the book with gentle eyes.
“Her will has definitely been inherited.”
He placed his hand on the first page of the book soaked in his mother’s blood and meditated. He said it was no coincidence that the Book of Raziel came into our hands, and told us to thank her mother. The Book of Raziel is a demonic dictionary. If the records in this book are true, we have definitely obtained a great book.
“So this book is real.”
Sister Ushas answered.
“Raziel. “If this is the ‘him’ I know, then only the truth is written in this book.”
Ushas knew the Book of Raziel. To be exact, the owner of the Book of Raziel. Raziel, he was said to be an angel and scribe of heaven. I knew that there was a real heaven because of the existence of Ushas, but I was shocked to see angelic objects right in front of me.
“Polestar.”
Ushas said as he handed me the Book of Raziel.
“Memorize everything by tomorrow.”
“what? until tomorrow?”
“You better concentrate. “If you don’t want to be the only fool.”
Sister Ushas said that the curse contained in the book is so powerful that its mere existence has a negative impact on the world. He said that what was important was what was written in the Book of Raziel, and that he would burn the book at this time tomorrow.
Moreover, he warned me that if I couldn’t memorize it, he would never tell me the contents of the book in the future. The Book of Raziel is as thick as a full-length novel. Even though it consists mostly of illustrations, it is not something that can be memorized overnight. If you’re a memorization genius like you see on TV scoop programs, you might not know that I’m not good at memorizing things.
“Did you memorize everything as soon as you saw it, brothers and sisters?”
The look in their eyes is as if they are asking why they are saying something so obvious.
I tried to raise my middle finger out of habit, but held back.
It’s clearing!
The brave Dalvi lunged at the twins, but when he made eye contact with Ushas, he hurriedly hid behind my legs. I glared at the Book of Raziel. My ‘brain function’ is not at the level where I can memorize this book in one day. But there was an expedient. I might be able to use it now that the power of Cheonan Tong is stronger than before.
The ability that every test taker dreams of,
‘Eyes that record’.
* * *
There is a figurative expression called ‘engraving in one’s eyes.’
It means engraving something you have seen deeply in your mind so that you do not forget it.
However, what I will do now is a literal translation, not a metaphor.
As the sentence says, it is ‘engraved’ in your eyes.
The first time this ability was demonstrated was when memorizing the search party instructions. My seniors told me to memorize the 146-chapter manual in one day. It is a common absurdity and cruelty. But at that time, I really memorized the instructions in one day. In the end, I got hit for showing off, but it was also an opportunity for me, with my poor physical ability, to be noticed by the search leader.
In fact, it was not memorized, but engraved in my eyes. As if taking a picture, the instructions were engraved into the eye and ‘pulled out’ to be used whenever necessary. It can also be seen as the most useful ability that Cheonan Tong has. However, it was not a power to be used often because its shortcomings were too obvious. As a result of memorizing the 146 chapters of the manual, I suffered from severe paralysis for several months. Instead of flies flying around, letters flew around.
At that time, it was only after I had memorized all of the instructions that the letters disappeared. Because it was such a terrible side effect (I could see the letters even when I closed my eyes), I didn’t use it until now, and if you think about it, it was like having something to memorize written on your eyes, so there was nothing to write about. You can just carry the instructions and look at them.
But now, like me back then, I was afraid of being beaten by my seniors.
I was placed in a special situation where I had no choice but to use this power.
What has changed is that the power of Cheonan Tong has become stronger than before.
The twins left, and he remained alone in the basement library and opened the Book of Raziel.
It was more like having a snowball fight with a book than memorization.
I opened my eyes wide and glared at the Book of Raziel.
Illustrations depicting the devil, descriptions of the devil, characteristics, and even the powers the devil possesses.
I took everything into account.
* * *
There was something I found out while looking at the Book of Raziel.
As expected, there are ‘classes’ even among demons.
What was surprising was the black wolf demon that was fought in Artemis’ shrine.
“A corps commander who led the unclean beasts?”
The demon’s name is ‘Fenrir’.
The one described in the Book of Raziel was a very dangerous archdemon who led thousands of demons to destroy the world. That guy died to me. The reason must be because of that guy.
It’s clearing! It’s clearing! It’s clearing!
Dalby, who was reading a book next to him, got angry when the ‘Fenrir’ page appeared and trampled on the illustration with his hoof. Dalbi is secretly hot-tempered. But she was the angriest she had ever been. Several pieces of evidence point to Dalby being Artemis. She said if he was the moon god, she could definitely fight the archdemon. In other words, a guy named Fenrir was a vicious demon who fought Artemis for hundreds of years.
“Grancacci, the devil of silence… … .”
In the Book of Raziel, the demons I killed were also recorded.
A fish head disguised as the son of a count, his name is Grancachi.
The black snake of the deep waters, a demon fought in Kalbane.
“The devil serves the devil.”
While reading their records, I discovered something unusual. Although it is described vaguely, the point is that there is a devil they all serve. Moreover, the object of service was different for each. The tentacle demon who fought in Hell was openly stated to serve the ‘Seven Evils’.
The records of the devils were very interesting.
At times, it was as absurd as reading a novel, the devil depicted was so terrible that it gave me goosebumps, and it was surprising that such a filthy being exists in the world.
As we go to the back, stronger and more dangerous demons appear.
As I read the Book of Raziel, I became more and more confident.
The legacy left behind by my mother, as she said, could be salvation.
I looked at his illustration closely.
“King of pretenders.”
If only I could kill him.
* * *
There was only one devil whose ‘records’ were incomplete.
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These demons were written with only one sentence accompanied by an illustration.
“Seven evils.”
I didn’t know what kind of power he had, what kind of demon he was, or what status he had.
But guess what, if demons have a king, I’m referring to these guys.
One sentence that describes the seven evils in common.
‘He who brings destruction.’
It was a concise yet frightening description.
“Wait, then what is this?”
I noticed something strange in the illustration depicting the Seven Evils.
The illustrations all looked like one picture had been torn into seven pieces.
The seven evil demons depicted in the illustration are all looking in the same direction.
I tore up the illustrations and put them together without hesitation.
“Aren’t you the devil?”
A being watched over by the Seven Evil Demons,
Someone depicted in the center of the illustration.
It was difficult to guess its shape as it was painted all black, but strangely enough, I thought it was a drawing of a human being.
An entity not recorded in the Book of Raziel, which records demons.
I frowned and looked at the illustration for a while.
* * *
I finished reading the book at dawn.
Now all I have to do for the remaining time is practice.
I practiced ‘seeing’ the pages of the book with my eyes. I had a hard time at first because it was different from what I had in mind. A trick was needed. Fortunately, I remembered my old experience and found a way. After several attempts, I found that the most effective method was to look at a page of the Book of Raziel and then place a blank sheet of paper and project it. Letters began to float before my eyes, and it took several hours just to collect the scattered pieces.
My eyes were sore and sore that tears came out. Concentration was needed. I took a refreshing and refreshing pose, and to my surprise, the pages of the book began to appear clearly. I knew that the more strength I accumulated in my body, the stronger my Cheonan pain would become. It’s a synergistic effect.
As I continued to practice, I was now able to read the Book of Raziel without having to open it. It seemed as if there was a book in front of me. It was different from my previous life when I suffered from paralysis. I could open and close the book when I wanted. It was different from what I remembered. I could barely remember the contents of the Book of Raziel, but if I wanted to see the page I wanted, all I had to do was open the book in front of me.
To use a metaphor, my eyes played the role of a bookshelf.
You can take out the book you want and read it.
The Book of Raziel is engraved in my eyes, not in my mind.
With good timing, when I had engraved all of Raziel’s books into my eyes, the door to the underground library opened and the twins came in. Has a day already passed? I wiped my cheek. The Book of Raziel was soggy from the tears I shed all night.
Sister Ushas looked at me and said with a faint smile.
“good job.”
My older sister came up to me and wiped away the tears from my eyes with her thumbs.
It was a heartwarming sight full of brother and sister affection, but it gave me goosebumps. I could see a glimpse of darkness in my sister’s eyes that I could not tell what was inside her.
Clink!
Melissa’s fox tail swung around and broke the glass bottle containing the ‘Werewolf Hand’. The werewolf’s hand seemed to wriggle for a moment, but was crushed by Lannistar’s foot. Melissa immediately burned the Book of Raziel. After all, they don’t talk nonsense. The Book of Raziel was reduced to ashes by Melissa’s magic.
“Tsk.”
Melissa’s expression as she looked at the flying ashes was terrifying. She has a habit of clicking her tongue when she is displeased. It feels similar to the last time I beat up a demon disguised as a slave trader. While I was thinking about it, I asked my sister Melissa out of courtesy.
“Is something bad going on?”
“It’s been three years.”
“huh?”
“I can’t believe I ate something I researched for three years raw.”
Melissa continued speaking in an angry voice.
“This world has a very short history from the beginning of civilization to the present. At most, less than three thousand years. Also, ‘Ain’? “Do babies that weren’t in the ‘old records’ appear out of nowhere?”
Melissa angrily spoke about facts that would be frowned upon if historians, wizards, and nobles knew.
“The world periodically repeated destruction and reconstruction. I knew that the main culprit of destruction was the devil. But why were they quietly watching the world being rebuilt? I’ll find out. “I will search all hell and find out beyond the truth contained in this damned book.”
The Book of Raziel seemed to have stimulated older sister Melissa’s desire to explore.
* * *
The Empire was busy with New Year’s events.
In order to soothe the public sentiment caused by the demon attack and the massacre of the leaders of the Ajibika religion, each castle lord prepared a grand festival. The Quartz territory also opened hunting grounds and provided meat and grain to the anxious residents.
The twins, including me, were invited to many events.
However, I ignored the Count’s invitation and the invitation to be a member of the Knights’ Festival held at the Imperial Castle, and did not attend the event at Quartz Castle.
Instead, I planned a coup.
I am thinking of leaving the East Continent and heading to the West Continent.
Along with the barbarian land and the Grand Canyon, it is also known as ‘Melkaran’, a representative prohibition of the Western Continent.
Melkaran is a land as vast as the Kingdom of Sternil. However, it is a wilderness where Westerners never set foot and only criminals and fugitives gather. Melkaran is a cursed land. A place filled with evil spirits and monsters, the sun that rises there is dark red and takes the lives of the living, death knights roam around even in broad daylight, and bloodthirsty killers crave each other’s flesh.
Even the outstanding armies of the Free Cities of the West Continent dare not touch it, and not even the power of the king can touch it.
The powerful despise them, saying they are dirty, but deep inside they are afraid.
A despised warlock showing off his disgusting magic.
The gutter of a world where even the devil is reluctant to step into.
Melkaran.
There was one reason why I wanted to go there.
I found an interesting record in my mother’s diary.
Devil City.
It is said that once upon a time, there was a city built by evil people who made a deal with the devil.
It is said that they made a contract with the devil and enjoyed great power, but because they committed the arrogance of wanting to rule over the devil, they were trampled and destroyed by a giant god soldier. The ruins of that accursed city are in Melcaran. Her mother’s diary recorded the route leading there. It looks like mom gave up and went back at her entrance.
It is a cursed city that is said to be haunted by evil spirits to this day.
There was a high probability that the item I wanted was there.
Melissa also said there was a lot of potential.
Since it was a place where there were people who made deals with the devil, they may have had the ‘Holy Relics of Ajibika’.
The devil was holding Go’s holy relic.
I was willing to go all the way to Melkaran.
No matter how notorious the place was, I wasn’t afraid.
I’ve been to hell,
I spent years living with people that even the devils of hell fear.
“It’s gonna be fun.”
I was even excited like a boy about to go on an adventure. The easiest way to become strong is to become crazy. There are already three great examples, so I have to stay crazy even if I go crazy.
fantasy,
