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Specification of the true body of a madman.
Rugran, the founder of Cartedia, proposed an answer. Raniel and Ayla talked about the answer for a long time. The night was deep and the time to end the story quickly came.
“The rest of the story is…”
“Yes, let’s share it by letter.”
After handing over the two pieces of letter paper, Raniel stood up with a shawl wrapped around his shoulders. As she walked, making noises, Ayla suddenly opened her mouth.
“···When the battle to subdue the madmen begins.”
She didn’t turn around.
Only Raniel turned his head and glanced at Ayla.
“Perhaps, Ms. Resty’s help will be essential. What was originally one talent has been divided into two.”
But, she asked.
“Is it right to involve her in this?”
Raniel did not know what Ayla was worried about. Resty lost his adoptive father to a madman. The life of the gray elder who was Resty’s teacher and adoptive father was ruined by the madman.
Is it right to reopen that wound?
Ayla was asking that question… but in Raniel’s opinion, it was a pointless worry.
“well.”
Raniel let out a chuckle.
“For that child, it’s probably just a wound he’s already overcome. I don’t think you need to worry.”
“is that so?”
“Yes. Actually, contrary to what you fear…”
Raniel let out a sigh.
“Rather, he would be the first to come and take the lead in the battle to subdue the madman. If it were that child.”
The Gray Witch, Resty Eleanor.
She had sworn in front of the dying elder. I will do my best to crush the madman who ruined your life. Resty probably still hasn’t forgotten the promise he made that day.
“I will ask the Gray Mage Tower for cooperation.”
“Yes, please.”
Ayla asked.
“Where do you plan on going now?”
“Shouldn’t you go back to my stage? I’ve heard your story well. Now, Your Highness, just do what you need to do.”
“I said,” Raniel chuckled.
“I will do what I must and can do.”
With those last words, Raniel took a step forward. He came down the stairs to the first floor. The banquet had already ended, and Kalt was sitting alone on a chair in the empty hall.
“Are you here?”
“okay.”
Raniel let out a long breath and loosened his braided hair. As he stepped outside the banquet hall, Raniel slowly opened his mouth. His voice, which escaped from between his lips, was hard.
“I have something to do. A lot.”
“Is that so.”
“I think it will be a little busier for a while.”
The end of the war against apostates. The banquet has come to an end.
Now the next step is where we need to go. However, this was different from the original plan. Because the next stage that Raniel was preparing for was not the battle to subdue the madman.
Sarah.
Immediately after arriving at her lodgings, she took off her dress and put on her warrior’s uniform. With her hair down in a ponytail, she lightly dusted her robe, which was embroidered with platinum-colored thread. After pulling down her gloves, Ran El let out a long breath.
“Originally, I was planning to stay for a day or two more, but the plan has changed. I have to go to the battlefield right now.”
Kalt nodded.
He, too, had already changed from his tailcoat to his original clothes a long time ago. Without saying a word, Kalt took out a magic tool from his chest. Although he had temporarily stepped down from his position as the head of the Hounds, he still had a communication circuit connected to the Hounds.
Connect, and short commands.
Kalt, who ordered the hounds to quickly and secretly buy a carriage, let out a long breath. I exhaled and asked Raniel a question.
“Which battlefield do you plan on heading to?”
“The front line. Branch 0 of the Gray Magic Tower.”
Branch 0 of the Gray Magic Tower.
A special branch of the Magic Tower created to carry out the ‘request’ entrusted to us by the hero, Rania Van Trias. Only a very few people know the identity of that place located deep underground on the front lines.
Zitapan, Pope of the Church of Delohim.
Ashen Mage Tower, Resty Eleanoa.
The black magic tower lord, Yetual.
White Magelord, Selly Debella.
Only a very small number of people under their command know the identity of Branch 0, and even among them, only a small number of them understand the purpose that Branch 0 truly pursues. And now, one elf has been added among them.
“Were they preparing for something like this in a place like this?”
Great Sage, Cardi Van Armiel.
Although he had reached the end of a thousand-year story with the end of the battle to subdue the apostates… Cardi did not leave the battlefield right away, but decided to help Raniel on his journey.
“I hope you reach the place we couldn’t reach that day. If you can help, help. Because I also have to see with my own eyes what will be at the end of your journey.”
“Then go here.”
Raniel handed Cardi a map and a key.
“You said you were curious about what I was hoping for and what I was going to choose in the end, right? You’ll find out when you get there. Go see it with your own eyes.”
A place we entered after going through all sorts of security procedures.
A hidden place where neither starlight nor the eyes of God can reach. What has been prepared there is a huge research facility.
“···huh.”
Suddenly, Cardi burst into laughter.
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The forefront of modern magic was here. Blue, red, white, green, black, and gray magic tower. The essence of what magic towers of different colors have achieved in their respective fields.
Raniel gathered those essences here.
What are you trying to create by gathering the essence of magic that humanity has accumulated over a long period of time? Most of the wizards wandering around here didn’t seem to really understand what they were making. However, it was not as good as Cardi.
Artifact located in the center.
Cardi knew at a glance what that gigantic, unfinished artifact was for. He couldn’t have known. The final destination for people seeking the truth is usually the same place.
“Babel···.”
“What? How did you know?”
Cardi turned her head when she heard a voice coming from behind her. Raniel was there. With a thud, she stood right next to Cardi. Raniel burst into laughter at the place overlooking the research facility at a glance.
“What do you think?”
“···Isn’t that a concept that exists only in theory? It is impossible to prove or experiment to prove it, so it must be an artifact that is treated as a fiction.”
“I knew that too.”
Raniel rested his chin on the railing and opened his mouth.
“After becoming a superhuman and looking at the world, I realized that it was not a concept that could be treated as fiction.”
On the day he became a superhuman in the decisive battle with Kyle, Raniel saw the outside world. He read the texture of what this world is made of. If you peel back a layer of the world, what lies there is the truth that wizards have dreamed of.
The wizard who witnessed the truth realized.
what to do yourself Why did the ancient dragon give himself the name Guide? Raniel smiled bitterly, thinking over the shock he felt at that time.
“In the first place, shouldn’t a wizard have something like this?”
“What do you mean?”
“You must have seen Ganikalt too.”
Raniel waved his hand and pretended to cut.
“Swordsmen who have reached the peak can split space with one swing of their sword, ignore distance, even tear through space to move, even splitting the sky in the process…”
Raniel sighed.
“Wizards don’t have anything.”
“······.”
What kind of dog barking is that?
To Cardi, who was looking at him with that expression, Raniel gave a long speech, saying, ‘No, think about it.’ After listening to the story for a long time, Cardi opened his mouth with a sour expression.
“So, the point is that I made it because I was angry at Kyle for not being able to write a message to that guy and getting screwed over.”
“No, that’s not it.”
Okay, let’s stop talking.
Raniel muttered and winked. Her gaze pointed to the fragments lying in the center of the research facility.
“It’s as you said. That’s Babel.”
Something humans created to reach the sky.
It is something that humanity has built up by bringing together what it has.
“Babel interpreted in my own way.”
“···Are you sure you won’t be found out? By the ancient dragon.”
“I glanced at you the other day, but it seemed like you didn’t know?”
And, well…
Raniel muttered.
“What if I get caught?”
“Are you planning on going to war with the ancient dragon?”
“If you need.”
“···What do you plan to do with this?”
Raniel did not answer.
Instead of answering, I said something else.
“The realm that Ganicalt and Kyle have reached is a reverse heaven. The realm that Gleria has reached is an open heaven.”
Where you reach the end of the road.
At the end of the road they get to choose. How to interpret the vast sky above. Ganicalt and Kyle went against the will of heaven to kill God with human bodies. Gleria opened the heavens to change the rules.
“and.”
Raniel said while resting his chin.
“The one my future self chose would be ascending heaven. Because she ascended to heaven and became a new god.”
“Do you want to become a god too?”
“No way.”
Raniel shrugged his shoulders.
“Cardi.”
“Say it.”
“Not long ago, I learned about the madman’s purpose.”
“···Madman’s purpose?”
“Uh, I read the notes left by the Last Queen and the founder of the Kingdom of Cartedia… Ah, it’s complicated to explain. Ask Her Majesty the Queen to borrow it for you later. Anyway, that’s it.”
“Toouk,” said Raniel, touching the railing with his fingertip.
“Funny enough.”
Raniel twirled the finger that touched it.
“Both the madman and I seem to have the same interpretation of the sky. There is probably just a slight difference.”
Rugran Clen Cartedia.
There was no significant difference between the purpose of the madman he discovered and the purpose held by Raniel. Was it because they both had the aptitude to be leaders?
“So I understand. What he’s thinking.”
“Don’t spin around and tell me straight. What is the madman’s purpose?”
Raniel answered Cardi’s question.
『What business is it again this time?』
“Oh, this is Skebal, my friend. We’re not that close of a relationship, so much so that we only meet when we have to do something. I hope you won’t glare at me so sharply.”
The madman touched his shadow.
“The area where this damn lightning sticks should really sting. It seems to react to gaze.”
“···that?”
“f*cking gray. That’s the behavior of a lovely junior.”
『Anyway, tell me your business. I don’t have much time to chat with you.』
“This is too much. An old friend has come to visit…”
『Akrita.』
Akrita narrowed her eyes at Skebal’s call.
“I told you not to call me by that name.”
『Akrita, the apostate has been subdued.』
Suddenly, Skebal said that name again. Skeval continued his story, glaring straight at the first madman who sat before him.
『Disaster has been subdued again. Humanity will march forward again. Put that damned gray in the lead. Now, there is no place for us to retreat anymore.』
Skebal’s eyes flashed dark blue.
『Our king lost his immortality that day. From imperfection, he was now relegated to instability. It is only Ganikalt who protects him. Don’t you know that everything we have depends on Ganicalt, that capricious swordsman?』
“I know.”
『That’s right.』
Kwasik! He shattered the crystal ball that Skebal was holding.
『I’m asking when on earth your grand plan will be completed.』
Skebal’s mental waves roughly scratched the air.
『You said there was a plan to raise a king. He’s been telling me that for hundreds of years. When will that plan be completed? How long do I have to wait? But you say that it can only be completed when all the demonic armies are completely wiped out?』
“How did you know?”
“what?”
“That’s the correct answer, Skebal.”
The madman clapped as if he was truly surprised.
Clap, clap, applause rang out.
“The balance was broken by the subjugation of the apostates.”
He spread his arms wide.
“The hero, Rania Van Trias, caused the weight of this world to tilt completely to one side. Yet our king is growing weaker day by day. What does this mean?”
The madman went mad.
“Discipline no longer functions as it should. With this, we have a cause. It’s only now that we have one.”
A reason to break down discipline.
“you.”
Skebal glared at the madman.
『What are you aiming for?』
“What could it be?”
The madman stretched out his finger and drew a circle.
“The time has come to bring everything back to square one. It means the time has come to tear down the rules that have bound this world.”
Acrita Clen Arcadia beckoned.
He smiled through the fluttering shadows.
“Follow me, Skebal.”
The first madman whispered.
“I will give you a glimpse of the truth you have been dreaming of.”
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