Episode 92
“I have a book I translated for you. Would you like to take a look at it?”
“Oh! You’ve already translated it? You’re really brave. I heard that it’s a book that many linguists have tried to translate but failed… …!”
Since I had produced clear results, the Constant Librarian could not doubt me, even though the results I produced had nothing to do with the Trickster.
Thanks to my thorough search of the royal library, I improved the magician’s secret arts. However, I was not convinced by my theories. My head was unable to form any further hypotheses.
‘I’m dumber than I used to be, but there are some things I’m better at than I used to be. I can test my theories for myself.’
It was a huge difference. I asked for Constant’s understanding and pretended to practice my aura while performing my magic.
The brain was supplied with magical power. It was more than before, and it spread quickly through the folds of the brain as if it were flowing through the veins of the body.
Hwaaaaah!
I felt like my eyes were opening.
I could intuitively sense that this was a moment of new enlightenment. The ancient magicians called this moment ‘the opening of the eyes.’
“Huh! There’s something strange on my forehead… … Whoa, my pupils!”
Constant spun around. I had my eyes closed, but I could see him. The three-wheeled eye had opened against my will.
The Constant Librarian looked at me like I was a monster.
‘I can’t help it.’
It was not something that could be done by killing Constant in the middle of the castle and silencing him.
“Don’t be surprised. The three-wheeled eye has just opened. It is a blessing from Brecha, the god of truth.”
As I gestured, magical power burst out from my fingertips. A faint breeze rose and turned the pages of the books spread out on the desk.
‘ah!’
It was thrilling. In that short moment, he had memorized six books. It was a feat that even Luis de Breyot had not achieved.
I pulled out books from the shelf and looked through them.
Every time, the letters and illustrations were engraved in my head.
“Hey, guard!”
“It would be quicker to call a priest than a guard. They would understand the stigmata that appeared to me.”
Even while giving advice to Constant, he never took his eyes off the book.
I read the book with my three eyes, not my naked eyes.
The reason I was in a hurry was because of extreme physical exhaustion.
‘shit!’
It was a miracle that came in an instant. As my stamina depleted, my three-wheeled eyelids closed on their own and my head became dull again as before.
It felt like a powerful drug had entered my body and then left. The drug had swept away my soul, leaving behind an endless thirst and emptiness.
Footsteps echoed in the empty library.
It was a rather hurried gait. There was also a sound of the hem of the robe being dragged.
Even without turning my head, I could tell who was there. Judging by the overflowing divine power, it seemed to be the high priest of Haryan working in the palace.
“Did you say Samryun-an?”
The high priest touched my face without my permission. It was a somewhat cautious touch, but it was against etiquette to touch the head of a viscount who was neither a commoner nor a noble. Even if the other person was the high priest of Haryan, it was against royal law.
I opened my eyes and slapped the high priest’s hand away.
The high priest bowed his head in surprise.
“Yes, High Priest. While practicing Aura, I suddenly gained enlightenment, but it turned out that I had gained something other than enlightenment.”
I forced myself to open the tricycle.
As I felt a hot heat on my forehead, the high priest came into my sight.
His vision passed him and out of the library. He leaped through the space to reach the parade grounds, where he found the royal knights sparring.
It happened in an instant. The three-wheeled window closed, perhaps because I had forced it open, and the usual extreme fatigue washed over me.
‘The three-wheeled eye and the magician’s secret arts have been combined.’
Now, not only are you seeing things that are far away, your brain functions are also activated.
What I saw was engraved in my mind.
“I must report to the Pope.”
“I will wait here.”
The High Priest of Haryan showed his displeasure. Although his body was filled with divine power, his political sense was lacking.
I said, trying hard to keep one corner of my mouth from going up.
“I would like to see the Pope, but I have an imperial decree that I must carry out.”
After sending the high priest away, I practiced Aura.
It was to recover stamina.
‘Why do I feel so tired after using the Sanryun-an? My aura isn’t decreasing, nor is my body being used. Is it a function of the brain?’
Unfortunately, the brain was an unknown field. No ancient book provided definitive information about the brain. It was only a guess. Even the magician’s secret arts were the result of accidental discovery in the process of blindly sending mana to the head.
‘Can’t I look into myself with the Samryunan? I think it might be possible if I combine the Samryunan and the Maan.’
It was something to think about little by little.
Now it was my turn to use the Samryunan to transport the royal library into my head.
“Librarian, can you help me?”
“What, what kind of help do you need?”
The Constant Librarian looked terrified.
He was a scholar who had spent his entire life buried in books. It was somewhat understandable that he would look upon a person with an eyeball on his forehead as a monster.
I said, trying to keep a gentle expression.
“Please call a few workers. I need to look at the book. Seriously.”
The librarian brought in an illiterate worker to help me, in order to prevent the contents of the book from leaking out.
I cleared away the large table and laid out the books on the floor. I installed stands to slightly change the position of the books. The books were positioned higher toward the back.
While these preparations were in progress, Pope Harjan visited. Four of Harjan’s high priests were present, and Gaius was also present.
They looked at me like a monkey in a zoo, but I didn’t stop them from watching.
‘I am a beast. I am a monster that cannot be confined in cages. Do not try to catch me. Instead, reach out to me. Kneel down and beg.’
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The three wheels opened. The world opened.
The wizard’s magic activated his brain, and at the same time he saw the flow of magical power with his eyes.
Phew!
A breeze blew as I made a light gesture. It was a gentle breeze created by Aura. The wind flowed individually and turned the pages of the old book.
The books were not just placed in front of me. They surrounded me in a circle. It was a replica of the circular arena of the Duke of Breyot.
It was as if a whirlwind had struck.
“Ah, ah! The book… …the old book is in danger!”
The head librarian of Constantine screamed in horror, but the book was unharmed.
A cool breeze blew, carefully turning the pages of an old book and closing the book.
It took less than a minute to flip through all the pages, and in that time, everything that had happened around me was replayed on high-speed repeat in my head.
‘… So that’s what you meant.’
I realized the meaning of ancient words that I had not been able to interpret before. As I figured out one word, the next word came to me like dominoes. Words combined to form sentences, and these combined to form a book.
After translating a few books, I learned the ancient language and became familiar with it as if it were my native language.
At that moment, I felt a pain that seemed to penetrate my brain. I trembled without realizing it.
No, my whole body was shaking.
‘Ugh!’
My brain felt like it was going to burst. It seemed like Gaius was calling me, but I couldn’t hear his voice clearly.
For a moment, my head swelled.
Implemented the giantization ability obtained by hunting whites.
Screams and sighs erupted here and there, and I felt the pain lessen.
The ability to grow giant has nothing to do with increased intelligence, but it does help a lot with increased physical endurance.
As the head grew, the brain also became tougher, but fortunately, no accidents such as the brain being torn occurred.
Time passed like a storm. When both my giant power and my three-wheeled eyes disappeared, Pope Haryan approached me.
He placed his hand on my head and cast a healing spell.
‘This is the Pope’s sacred magic. The sacred power he possesses is not much different from Raphael’s… … Is it because of the sacred robe that he is able to exert this much power?’
The body became sagging.
Although my fatigue had subsided a little, I desperately wanted to rest and organize the knowledge that had filled my head.
Pope Haryan said.
“It seems to be the stigmata of Brecha, the God of Truth. To be certain, we must get confirmation from the high priest of the Brecha Church.”
“Can you help me?”
“gladly.”
The Pope met my eyes.
I nodded because the expression on his face was clear: he meant to pay the price.
It was difficult to contact the Brechaites with Hebron’s intelligence.
The church was so weakened and almost extinct that it was impossible to find out where the followers of Brecha were hiding.
But since the Pope had acknowledged it, I could boast that I was the epiphany of Brezza. Until a priest of Brezza appeared who could determine the truth, I could boast that I was the Pope of Brezza.
The Pope examined my body one more time.
He tried to heal the wound on my forehead, but even his magic could not erase the scar.
“It’s a wound I got while defeating a branded monster. It doesn’t go away, so I wonder if it was poisoned.”
“It’s not poison or a curse. Divine magic is meant to restore you to your original state, but your body seems to have accepted this wound as part of itself. It doesn’t interfere with your life, so if you don’t mind, you can leave it alone.”
The Pope’s speech was polite, but his manner was overbearing. The authority of Pope Harjan was comparable to that of the Duke of Breiot, and he was not someone a mere viscount could confront.
“I was worried that I might have been cursed, but I feel relieved when you tell me that. Thank you.”
The Pope gave his seal of approval for my wounds. Gaius listened to him, so he had a witness.
After that, I opened the Samryunan three or four times a day.
As I kept using it, I gradually got used to it and the time the tricycle was open also increased.
After a week, I had read more than half of the books I was allowed to read.
I didn’t bother to look at the other half because they were books I had read at the Duke of Breyo’s.
“Have you found any trace of the trickster?”
“Tricksters are mentioned in
Not only did I find two more books mentioning the Trickster, I even interpreted them.
It was an achievement that no scholar had ever accomplished.
The Constant Librarian rolled his eyes as he examined the document I had translated. He looked at the letters with a look of delight on his face.
‘I think I should go back to Hebron soon.’
It wasn’t that I was happy to stay locked up in the library. Marked monsters were appearing all over the kingdom of Zenon, and new monsters could appear in Hebron. Even though I had dispatched royal knights and magicians, the situation was not completely safe.
All day I looked at just one book. It was an ancient fairy tale that had given me a chance in a previous life.
It is known that there were three volumes in the Kingdom of Zeno, and several more in other kingdoms.
