Youngest Scion of the Mages Chapter 186

Chapter 186: Youngest Son of the Magic Family

Shinnyong also realized what the coffin was made of.

“that.”

lid of the coffin. The nails driven into its edges were also made of keel.

“I think only a dragon can open it, master.”

Larsen nodded. Larsen felt it too. You can’t mess with that coffin. The only thing he can touch is the dragon. he is not a dragon Or, if a being lower than the dragon touches that coffin, it will disappear without a trace.

It was a part that showed how much preparation Alberto and Kirtel had prepared.

‘Double, triple, quadruple defense.’

In other words, it would mean that you can only resist the will of the world if you break through this much. said Larsen.

“Shinyong. Can you open it?”

“I think I can open it.”

Shinnyong closed his eyes for a moment. He seemed to be thinking about something.

“But I don’t know if opening this is the right thing to do.”

“… … .”

“Dragons exist to keep the law.”

“… … .”

“My master raised me. I wasn’t raised by dragons. I haven’t learned anything about dragons. But I know all of this.”

not learned It seemed to be imprinted in the dragon’s DNA rather than learned.

“My instincts are telling me. Do not open this coffin. They say this is bad.”

“… … .”

“Maybe I will be punished.”

Shinnyong opened his eyes. A faint light leaked from her amber eyes. It seemed like he was determined to do something.

“But the owner.”

“huh.”

“Does the owner want me to open that?”

Larsen nodded again. i want to open that Whether Alberto is asleep in there, or whatever arrangements are connected with Alberto. I wanted to open up and face it. the truth within.

Shinnyong smiled.

“Even if I die trying to open it, does the owner want to open it?”

Shinnyon’s eyes looked at Larsen. There was a lot of emotion in those amber eyes.

Larsen’s Cheonan read the complexity. I couldn’t read the specific emotions, but I could tell that Shinnyon’s mind was also complicated.

Larsen thought for a moment. The moment he finally opened his mouth, he took a step forward.

“it’s okay. I won’t listen to your answer.”

“… … .”

“I’m going to open that coffin because the owner wants it.”

Tumble.

Shinnyong walked in front of the coffin.

The intangible resistance pushed Shinnyon away, but Shinnyon was able to approach the coffin without too much effort.

“I’ve decided that the right thing for me is to do what the master wants. I.”

chijik-

non-woven-

When Shinnyon’s hand touched the coffin, smoke rose.

Kwajijik!

A blue current wrapped around the coffin. It was deadly mana to humans, but it was just food for Shinnyong, the brain dragon.

“It is delicious.”

I absorbed all the current through my hand.

“Open.”

All the keel nails that held the lid of the coffin were pulled out. The door of the coffin was opened.

* * *

Fortunately, Shinnyon, who opened the coffin, was unharmed. Nothing happened. But apart from that, Larsen almost regretted opening the coffin door.

“Hmmmm. nice He’s a very nice guy.”

“Is the lower leg strong?”

“Shouldn’t we leave a good posterity?”

“If you are a descendant of Kaysa Mayton, then you should be polite to me too, right?”

“Because I am a great mage.”

Etc.

The blue-eyed old man who woke up in the coffin talked a lot. It felt like blood clots were about to land on his ears.

“For a great mage, I don’t feel the power of mana at all.”

“How could I have been asleep all this time? Besides, there are numerous arrangements in the western palace. How could these have kept you alive for thousands of years? while avoiding the eyes of God.”

“… … .”

So Alberto’s words meant that he had consumed all the strength he had built up in his lifetime to arrange all of this.

“It sounds like you’re saying it’s no help at all right now.”

“See the burlesque hair you’re talking about? If you just take advantage, you’re a good guy. Tsuttuk, young guys these days.”

“… … .”

The wind blew.

An old man who identified himself as Great Sage Alberto. The old man’s toes were blown away by the wind. like dust.

“Ego. I don’t have much time.”

“… … .”

I think you would have had enough time if you were less chatty. Larsen wants to say it, but he holds back.

“The fact that you guys came all the way here means that you are fighting the world after all?”

Alberto chuckled. What you do is very similar to Kirtel. so i like it After muttering to himself, he quickly continued.

“After I disappear, there will be a robe in my place. wear it I will protect you a little from the will of God.”

I didn’t have time, so I just listened in silence.

“Go to the North Sea and wake Kirtel, who became a half-god. He must have a way to help you.”

Kirtel and Alberto said they did not want this world to perish. A world running towards its end. Such a world was not what Kirtel and Alberto wanted.

Fiction and reality must be different. There is a ‘completion’ in the novel, but there shouldn’t be an end in reality. Because the end of reality is destruction soon.

“However, the court uniform alone is not enough. We need another god.”

“What is it?”

“I don’t even know the exact name. However, Kirtel calls it [Settings].”

“A collection of settings?”

settings here.

Larsen knows that better than anyone. Because Cha Sung-min made it himself. However, the set was destroyed.

‘Is there another setting book?’

Kirtel is a person who knows that this world is a novel. If the person referred to a ‘setup’, it would be a setbook.

Alberto’s lower body completely disappeared.

“I didn’t believe it at the time. It’s a set-up. Are you the creator? It is the will of God.”

He smiled as if he was sorry.

“at that time. If I had believed, things would have been a little better now.”

“Do you believe now?”

“Because I believe, didn’t Kirtel make arrangements like this for you after he was imprisoned in the North Sea? Laying down eternal life.”

“Eternal life?”

“Some mad god has offered you eternal life if you don’t do this.”

Kirtel has reached the level of a demigod, and it seems that he has risen to the highest level that Alberto’s human being can reach. He seems to have refused to become a demigod himself.

“But what do you need for eternal life in a world that has come to an end?”

“… … .”

The upper body also disappeared. Now only the face remains.

“Kirtel said, the setting book will protect you from this world.”

“Where is it?”

Alberto said with a laugh.

“There is a plague caused by black butterflies in the southern part of the continent. There will be a black dot on your right hand.”

It was also what Larsen himself said.

Outskirts of Holy Empire Hollen.

Kervan.

At the gateway to Kannyu, the sub-center, Larsen and the wizard had a conversation.

-There is a black dot on the right hand.

-What’s wrong with that?

– It is said that a plague caused by black black butterflies is rampant in the southern part of the continent. Or is this not a sign of the plague?

Since then, Larsen has said:

“I want to give my ID card to my right hand.”

Alberto said.

“You just need to give your ID in your right hand. Then I will ask for your identity.”

“bee.”

“Oh? Do you even know that?”

Alberto seemed a little surprised. He laughed like he was having fun. He whispered in Larsen’s ear.

“Are you really the embodiment of the Creator?”

“… … .”

the creator is right However, it was a bit difficult to answer. Should I say the incarnation of the Creator? Or should I say he is a former creator. Or should I just call it a character now? Or should I say he is a virus in the work.

“It’s amazing.”

This conversation took place at the moving gateway.

– Where did you get the information from?

– It is instinctive for bees to find flowers.

Alberto asked.

“Where would you say you got the information from?”

“I will answer that it is instinct for bees to find flowers.”

“Hahahahaha!”

Alberto was happy.

“This password made me believe Kirtel’s words.”

“… … yes?”

“This password was obviously created by me. To operate the [Rose Auction House], an underground auction house. But I couldn’t figure out when I set this up or why I set this password.”

At that time, Kirtel said he explained.

things so unknown. Things with holes in probability. That the Creator created them. That’s why it’s not a password that Alberto himself made up, but he knew it that way in the first place, as he made it himself.

“Let me ask you one thing. Why did you set this password? Could it be that you made it?”

no. At that time, bees appeared on TV commercials. He couldn’t say that.

“Does the reason matter?”

“… … but.”

Alberto nodded.

“That’s a wise answer.”

Alberto’s face faded little by little.

“My friend didn’t want the world to end. My friend really loved this world. And I respected and loved him.”

It was the last will of Alberto, who was completely disappearing. Larsen humbly accepted the will.

“He didn’t want this world to end. So I ask my successor. Please block the end of this world.”

“… … .”

“I was dubious until I met you. But when I meet you, I know. I think you can do well enough. I had a hard time getting here. It was great enough.”

It was good up to that point, but he continued talking as if he were taking medicine.

“I’ll have to work harder in the future.”

In an instant, a strong wind blew. It was a sandstorm. It was like a sandstorm in the Sahel Desert. Ha ha ha! The laughter gradually faded away.

‘I can’t see.’

A sandstorm swept through. Larsen’s body was buried in the sand. Larsen cautiously stood up. She looked around.

“Shinyong. Rosalyn. Ralphon.”

No voice was heard.

“Shinyong?”

There is no way that Shinnyon would have become in the sandstorm where he survived.

‘Where did you go?’

I didn’t feel Shinnyon’s presence at all.

Wormwood!

A large hand rose from the sand. It was Ralphon’s hand.

“Puha!”

Ralphon was covered in blood.

“I thought I was going to die of hardship.”

He tapped his shoulder with a black spatula. Ralphon laughed as if he had discovered a curious fact.

“I also got hurt because I kept fighting. Hi-Hi. uh huh? me? fly in the sky! Whoa!”

Ralphon’s body floated high into the sky. Larsen could see why. It’s because Rosalyn, who was buried in the sand under Ralphine’s feet, threw Ralphon high into the sky.

Ooh-oh!

fly! fly!

Ralphon spun and flew through the sky before falling to the ground.

thud!

It fell headfirst, but Ralphon was not seriously injured.

“Rosalyn. are you okay?”

“uh. are you okay. How.”

Ralphon and Rosalyn were unharmed. However, Shinnyong continued to be invisible.

‘What happened to Shinnyon?’

But then. A sheet of paper fell softly from the sky. Even as the wind blew to and fro, the paper slowly approached Larsen. Larsen reached over and grabbed the paper.

‘letter?’

I looked through the letter.

– I did what the owner wanted.

– Because I am a good dragon.

-Don’t cry because you miss me.

It was a letter from Shinnyon.

– But I think I’m going to cry.

-But I won’t cry, I won’t be sad, please don’t forget. It must be sad to be forgotten, a lot.

It seems that Shinnyon’s words were not overbearing. Maybe she already knew Shinnyon would be like this. Shinnyon said goodbye calmly to her.

But then.

Cheonan, possessed of heavenly power, began to interpret the letter.

Regarding the breakup with Shinnyon.

And even clues about her reunion with Shinnyon.