The Reincarnated Archmage’s Journey Chapter 275

Episode 275: The Past Where It All Began (3)

-I ran away from Sailor… …and then set out on a new adventure.

The teacher now turned to the next chapter and continued his diary.

"Adventure" might sound easy, but it wasn't. At the time, I wasn't strong enough to subdue Sylard, so I went to gain new insight. The adventure, after all, was a journey to find an ancient magic book.

Rather, it could be said to be an excellent choice.

I would have thought the same thing as the teacher.

-Of course, they secretly entered the world below, the world above, and even the world above the inspectors. The ancient magic books were said to contain powerful magic that no one dared to counter, a legend passed down through the magical community of the time.

Even in the Master's time, the separation between prosecutors and magicians was the same.

But he made such a risky and bold choice with the sole purpose of subduing Cyrus.

Fortunately, the Master was also a Plewood, so he could use invisibility magic, and it seemed he had used that to come and go.

"And then I finally found it, Aimer. But there was a problem. The magic contained in this book… was magic I couldn't use.

Is there such a thing as magic that even the Master cannot use?

How great is it?

"I was worried about that. I couldn't use magic. So, I should find a magician who could, and raise him myself. But I was afraid. What if a disciple who would become the next Cylard were to appear?"

I understand completely.

If your first disciple ended up becoming a wizard who instilled fear in the entire magical community, how many people would dare to train another disciple?

-After that, I mustered up the courage to take on a few disciples, but… …Sylard somehow found out, and when I was away from him, he ambushed and assassinated my disciple, then disappeared again.

That was the reason why, despite having many disciples, no disciples remained.

-But, deep in the mountains, a problem befell me. It was after I discovered an ancient magic book and began studying its magic that I encountered these problems.

What on earth is the magic contained in the ancient magic book that even the great master had trouble with?

I felt my magical powers weakening rapidly. At the same time, I was aging quite rapidly. That's when I realized I didn't have much time left. The magic written in the ancient spellbook was only one type of magic. Even though I was studying it, my mind and body were weakening.

I couldn't understand.

Just because I studied, my magical powers weakened and I aged faster?

"Then came another strange symptom. At first, I thought it was hallucinations, but then I started seeing things. It was as if I was seeing the future, seeing things that would happen in the future. And then I met you, Aimer. At the time, you were a Class 5 student at the magic school.

“…….”

Actually, the time I became the Master's disciple was between the 5th and 6th circles.

It was the second semester in class 5.

"I knew you were a rare Fleud. But… …I tried to ignore it. Fleud was a powerful wizard, after all. But the moment I first saw your face, I saw it clearly."

What on earth did you see?

I was curious too.

"You were facing Cylard in a pitch-black plain, wielding a sword made of fleur-de-lis. You weren't even the person I knew. You looked completely different. It was as if someone had changed. And beside you was someone with massive muscles. He, too, wielded the same sword as you.

"……no way?"

Master, did you see this happening hundreds of years from now?

A sword made of fleur-de-lis… … .

Did you already recognize the magic sword that Garent and I trained with back then?

-The reason I was certain it was you, even though your appearance had changed, was because I saw you and saw that scene. And the sword was made of fleur de lis. It was hard to believe it was normal mana, and it wasn't mana at all.

It seems that the decision to accept me as a disciple was only visible to the Master.

Did the Master, instead of losing his magical powers, gain the ability to see prophecies?

Like the Caraxes, who were a quilting family?

-That's why I took you as my disciple. But after you became my disciple, one day, Silard came to me secretly. I don't know how he managed to find me, but…

The Master showed me part of the linking again.

It's the principal's office at the magic school.

The moment the Master approached the window, one of the giant lycan's eyes met his.

And the Cylard riding on top of that Lycan's head.

At that moment, I heard the Master's thoughts.

'Even though I'm looking at Silard… …I see the same thing I saw when I saw Aimer. Where on earth is that place where those two are facing each other? I've never seen a place like that.'

Well, that was before I made the top myself, so the teacher at the time didn't know.

Silard, who had no way of knowing the Master's feelings, spoke to the Master without caring.

– Only 100 years have passed, how did you get so old? For a wizard to grow old means he's become weaker.

-Sylderd… … .

-Now you're calling my name properly.

-Why did you come to me when you had to hide your body?

-Well, as you know, I've been watching you from behind the scenes. But… …you've taken on a new disciple this time, haven't you?

-… … .

"Don't stare like that. Is that disciple Pleud the only one this time? He's only brought in single elemental masters so far. Oh, is it just that Pleud is so rare that he's rarely seen?

Siler had known of my existence from the beginning.

-And if I wanted to kill you without saying anything like the other disciples, I would have gone and killed you right away. But the reason I came to see you was because I really wanted to leave you with this message.

-what.

-Looking at you, the strong Plewood Alize Petra I knew is already so old and weak, it's no longer nutritious. It's pointless to eat it. I've lost interest.

"Don't treat people like toys, Silard. People don't exist for your amusement."

Even though the Master was afraid of Silas, he never showed weakness.

"Noisy, raise that disciple well. He's a Plewood, and if he receives your teachings, he'll definitely become a great wizard. I mean, feed him lots of nutrients, so I can eat him."

-… …Sylard, have you treated my disciples like the head of the Nocturne family back then?

-I'll get sick if I eat that kind of trash. It's something I don't even need, so why should I eat it?

-… … You really have become a completely different person.

-So, raise him well. He hasn't been eating well lately, so he needs something nutritious.

Sailor left those words behind and suddenly disappeared into the darkness.

And from the beginning he was waiting to eat me.

The word 'eat' here is.

Like the head of the Nocturne family, it meant that he would bite the divine water and absorb some of its power.

Siler didn't think he would lose.

That would be the case. He had already faced his master in his prime, and hadn't he confirmed that Plewood magic didn't work on divine creatures mixed with elements?

That's why I was even more confident.

The linking ended and I returned to the diary.

"Aimer, something other than mana you were holding. Later, I learned it was arcane power. And… …Aren't you a wizard who can use arcane power?

It was while I was a disciple under my master that I suddenly acquired vision powers.

-Besides, I had to raise you very strong, so you wouldn't be defeated by Cylard. So, when I taught you a single spell, I covered your memory with Linking so you wouldn't realize it. I had to build a solid foundation from the ground up.

Things that felt terrible at the time.

No, why on earth do we have to go this far?

These are the thoughts that came to me on their own… … .

It was only today that I realized that it was all for my benefit.

"But you had a talent for constantly learning magic without having to learn it separately. I recognized your talent and changed my teaching methods. I realized, albeit belatedly, that the old methods were actually harsh on you."

So that’s why you suddenly became kind from then on… … .

Certainly, the quality of my classes changed after they saw my talent.

Because I have become the successor to the true great wizard.

-And the ancient magic book I discovered. The magic it contained was one only a non-power user like you could wield. So, I had to keep its existence a secret so I could give it to you when the time came.

Linking began again in the margins.

This time… …it was the Battle of the Full Moon, which could be said to be my most recent memory.

At that time, I was fighting against Cyrus along with eight other inspectors.

When the inspectors were already out of breath, only my teacher and I were left.

The Master remembers the moment when he was making an iron gate to confine Silard.

I heard the Master's thoughts.

'I see… … . The place where I first met Cylard when I saw Aimer, that's where it was… … . So… … even if I seal Cylard now, it will eventually be released, right, Aimer?'

Even at the moment when the Master was already sealing the Cylard.

You knew it would come to pass.

I felt a warm sensation on my cheek.

Without realizing it, a tear streamed down my eye and ran down my cheek.

‘Even though you knew everything… why didn’t you show it… … . Instead, you said you trusted me… … .’

The moment I swallowed those words, the Master's thoughts continued.

"Eimer, don't worry. I've already taken out one last insurance policy. My portrait in the basement of the magic school. I'll leave a link containing my memories there. So, come see me then."

Master.

The reason you keep appearing in my dreams is… … .

Was it not to live in the portrait, but to convey to me things that I could not convey… …?

The moment that Cyrus was sealed.

When the spark of the Master's life was extinguished, the Master spoke again in thought.

"Aimer… I'd like to think I was just hallucinating, but it seems inevitable. After Cyrus's seal is broken, please come see me. Please… please come see me. I'll tell you everything I couldn't tell you then. Please… come see me."

The teacher repeated the same words to an excessive degree.

That means… …it was more important and urgent than anything to the teacher.

So the linking ended and I returned to the Master's diary.

-Aimer, you know that the world above was created by ancient wizards who used non-powered magic, right?

I nodded without realizing it, as if I was having a conversation with my teacher.

"But we didn't know what the world above was intended for. It was all written in this ancient magic book. Yes, Aimer."

The teacher shifted his gaze slightly.

Right next to the diary was an old, untitled, leather-bound book.

-This book contains the method for creating the world above. Aimer, the world above, as you know, was originally intended to be…

After a moment of thought, the teacher continued writing in his diary.

-This is the ultimate evolution of the Jewel. In other words, if you're in the world above you created, all your magic will be strengthened, while those you recognize as enemies will have their magic weakened. Furthermore, you're a Plewood. Naturally, a single elementalist cannot use magic at all if they're in the world above you created. Therefore, for anyone who isn't a Plewood, this is an eternal prison.

This was the true identity of the magic book that the Master wanted to convey to me.

-So, take it. Take it and use it. Aimer, this is my final teaching and gift to you.

At that moment, the linking ended completely, and pitch-black darkness returned.

And a Plewood sphere appeared in front of me.

This is not a Plewood sphere that I created.

This is the Plewood Sphere that the Master gave me.

I reached out my hand towards the sphere.