The Reincarnated Archmage’s Journey Chapter 289

Episode 289: The Truth Behind Quilt's Prophecy (2)

Garent, led by Aimer, watched from afar as the wizards created the world above.

All the inspectors, not just Garent, were far away.

It was because it was a place where very powerful magic was implemented, so there was a risk that the inspectors might get caught up in it.

'It looks good.'

Perhaps it was the constant contact with the Plewood Magic Sword he created while training with Aimer that had a big impact.

Now the Plewood Jewel Flower was clearly visible to the eyes.

Garent was a wizard who couldn't handle Plewood, but it seemed like he had become accustomed to it thanks to the magic sword that Aimer had created for him.

Aimer's Plewood Jewel is completed in this way.

It was also clear to the eye that it was being converted to non-power in an instant.

'That thing called Plewood… The more I look at it, the more amazing it seems. I wish I could control Plewood too.'

This is what I think every time I see Aimer's magic.

But Pleud is a talent that not everyone can have.

If you really want one, you have to be born to Plewd parents, Aimer said.

While Garent couldn't understand why Vice and Aimer weren't even siblings, it meant that Plewood was a rare talent, so much so that the conditions for acquiring it weren't even properly known.

A little while after the vision power started to shift.

Aimer said.

“Now. The rest is up to you.”

This is a signal that the Plewood Jewel of Vision has been completed.

As if waiting for that signal, the wizards began to pour all the magic they had into the Plewood Orb.

“You’re the minister…….”

The magic of the sculptors being sucked into Aimer's jewel.

The nature of the Plewood Jewel is to turn something into nothing.

So, theoretically speaking, the magic implemented by the sculptors in Aimer's jewel should have disappeared the moment it touched him.

But is it because of the new magic inside the jewel, Expanse?

The jewel flower lost its original nature and began to forcibly draw in and absorb the magic that approached it.

As the number of magical spells and strong magical powers gradually increased, the size of Aimer's jewel grew enormously.

“What do you see?”

This is a question from other inspectors.

Even Dread looked like he didn't understand English.

“Oh, you guys might not be able to see it.”

If you ask, 'Who is the person closest to magic during the inspection?', the answer is obviously set.

There is only one person, Garent.

It was a sight only Garent, who always carried the Plewood Magic Sword and had often been hit by it himself, was allowed to see.

“It’s a shame you can’t see this minister.”

What would other inspectors think if they could see this?

He was really curious about that, but all Garent could do now was just watch quietly.

Aimer's jewel-like flower floating in the sky once.

And then there are the wizards who pour all kinds of magic into the jewel.

As they were looking back and forth like that, he felt heat on the back of his head, and without realizing it, he glanced back.

"……uh?"

Something is strange.

What I thought was 'strange' was not because it was foreign, but because I had a strange feeling that I had seen it somewhere before.

The reason Garent felt the heat and turned around was because behind him was a sky with a black, burning spot.

"wait for a sec……."

“Why are you like that?”

Dredd asked Garent, whose expression had turned serious, with concern, but Garent did not hear Dredd's worried words.

Garent began to fumble with his body like a madman.

“Could it be…… this is this……?”

What he took out were the three pictures left behind by the quilt.

The first of these paintings is the one that was given the name 'Priests Who Turned Their Backs on the World'.

Garent looked again at the painting and the scene he was seeing.

“The priests who turned their backs on my world….”

Priests with their backs to the sky with the full moon and sun.

Garent could tell that this was what was happening now.

“You mean you turned your back on my world… that’s what it meant… Grandma…?”

My world.

That is, it is where each power lived.

The prosecutors lived in the world above where the prosecutorial society existed.

The wizard lived in the world above where the magical society was located.

But both of them faced a common enemy in the world they lived in.

The great genius and extremely evil wizard named Sylard.

Of course, to be exact, the reason the prosecution community was torn apart was because of Sherman.

But why did Sherman do such a thing?

Tyrant wanted to absorb Cylard's power, and to do so he had to break the seal.

So, I secretly studied a way to cross over to the inspection society, and after succeeding, I infiltrated Sherman when Silard's power was weakened.

To break the seal stone at the top of the inspection school.

So, if we look closely, it started because of Siler, so we can say that it happened because of Siler.

'So that's what it was… …. The priests who turned their backs on the world are referring to our current state.'

The wizards, led by Aimer and Etar, launched a counterattack to draw out Tyrant, but failed when Cylard was released, forcing Etar to sacrifice himself and save Aimer.

In other words, the wizards also turned their backs on their world, half voluntarily and half involuntarily.

It was the same in the prosecutorial community.

Sherman blocked the portal from the Inspector's Council to the Inspector's School to slaughter everyone, and all of the guards who descended to the lower world were able to survive, but all of the remaining Inspectors were killed.

So, the surviving prosecutors also turned their backs on the world, half voluntarily and half involuntarily.

'Then what is the second picture…?'

The second picture left by the quilt.

This is a picture of countless clouds floating in the sky.

'Obviously at this time… … .'

At the time, Garent had doubts about whether Aimer was still alive.

When he was a high prosecutor, when Aimer was attacked by Tyrant, a light came from the sealing stone, and after being hit by that light, he became a person who did not age.

At the time, the inspection society was preparing for war with the magic society, so Garent was even more suspicious and tried to find Aimer.

'Grandma… … Was this meant to let me know that Aimer was alive and not dead… … ?'

The quilt definitely left such a message.

“The sky… never disappears! It always exists! The sky is always above us! It is… always…”

White is the native color of the elements of Pleiades and Light.

A white wizard with pure white robes and white eyes and hair, standing in the center of the wizards.

That meant that Aimer was not dead as Garent suspected, but alive and in the sky—the world above where the magical society resided.

'So that's how Aimee and I were able to meet… … .'

Now we have confirmed the third drawing Quilt left behind just before he died.

It is a picture with no people, only the earth and the sky.

It has the characteristic that the difference between the earth and the sky is close enough to touch.

The sky is falling, and black and white dominate. It's like a chessboard. Ultimately, will black or white control the board? That's not a vision granted to someone as unworthy as me.

I read the words left on the quilt, like a will, under the picture.

'The sky is falling… …'

And apparently, on the table where the quilt was last laid, where this painting originally was, there was also this inscription:

What falls doesn't disappear. What falls can be rebuilt. Therefore, it still exists. It's just temporarily out of sight. The sky, which has fallen for a moment, will rise again.

“Now I understand…….”

I feel like I've made a great discovery.

At that moment, I couldn't tell if it was goosebumps or a shiver, and my hand holding the painting tightened its grip to the point where it was trembling.

The quilt is what Aimer calls 'Sky'.

So, when Aimer was in the world above under the name of Artel, he emphasized that the sky was white, and that it was always above us because at that time, Aimer was unable to come down to the world below.

And the sky fell.

This seemed to refer to the day Aimer descended to the lower world.

In other words, it was also the day that Silard was resurrected.

“……So that’s why they said that after the sky falls, black and white will be the main colors, like a chessboard.”

Aimer, a wizard with white hair.

And the wizard Sylard who had black.

Although the current Cyrus is a magician with a mixture of red from the fire element and gray from the wind element, at the time he was a double caster of dark element and summoning magic, possessing only black.

Will it be black or white that dominates the board?

This refers to the fight between the white Aimer and the black Cylard.

To begin with, the only enemy left for the sculptor and the inspector is Cylard.

And Quilt closed his eyes without seeing who the winner was.

So, he left a comment saying, “That is not a view that is permitted to someone as virtuous as me.”

"…Grandma, you saw it in advance, didn't you? Actually, the first picture doesn't depict a swordsman and a wizard fighting, but rather a swordsman and a wizard who have lost their own worlds joining hands."

I thought it was somehow strange.

Clearly, the swordsman with his back to the sun and the magician with his back to the full moon were in a state of confrontation, but what they were looking at was a sky without either the sun or the full moon.

That's what it looked like now.

It looks like the wizards and the prosecutors are facing off, but in the end, as the picture shows, the wizards have turned their backs on their world, and the prosecutors have also turned their backs on the world they had lived in for a long time.

And now they are looking at the same place.

"Grandma, you were able to close your eyes comfortably after seeing this first, right? Grandma, the reason you entered the prosecutorial world was to foster harmony between wizards and prosecutors, wasn't it?"

Thinking about it this way, her death no longer seemed so sad.

Because she felt like she was in a position like a watchman carrying out the given task.

In the end, the inspector and the wizard would be reconciled, so he could close his eyes comfortably without any regrets or pain.

'Grandma… … Get some rest. And the color of the pieces left on the chessboard that Grandma didn't see… … I'll look and tell you.'

Clearly, the white horse would include the prosecutors led by Aimer.

And the black horse, of course, becomes Cyrus and the divine creature he commands.

Garent was delighted at the thought of being able to see with his own eyes what he had left behind without even seeing the quilt.

"I'll think you left it for me on purpose. When I die and go to the afterlife, I'll tell you in detail what was left at the end of the chessboard when I see you. I promise."

With all his questions answered, Garent carefully folded the three pieces of paper left by Quilt and put them in his pocket.

'I should leave it as a heirloom. It was a historic painting.'

As expected, even if Quilt was a crazy old lady, her prophecies were never wrong.

Garent now looked at Aimer's jewel with a light heart.

But there was still no sign of a new world being created.

“Dread.”

“Yes, Mr. Garent.”

“You learned from the Thresha family, so you can make a magic sword with your own elements, right?”

“……That’s true, but why all of a sudden?”

“Why? Shouldn’t we get involved too?”

Garent first showed off his magic sword, made from his own elements.