Looking around, there is an endless ocean of books.┞┠═.〔[.c(o{m{
Rows of various bookshelves are placed between the endless spiral towers, with golems and puppets patrolling back and forth. Everything is in order. This is the largest library I have ever seen.
But the books and classics here are obviously different. The large bookshelf is too big for a giant, with the top of the bookshelf reaching into the sky, while the small bookshelf cannot even be used by rat men, and is only as big as a fingernail.
There is a faint magical aura surrounding each book. These are actually not ordinary books, but magic books.
"...This is my world, the House of Mysteries."
In the middle of all the bookshelves, Heloise was sitting on the floating saucer, introducing this world that belonged to her to me with a serious face, but I just tried to hold back my laughter.
The reason? Baby red cheeks with small dimples, a neat little gold princess crown on her neatly trimmed short hair, high-heeled red children's shoes, a white lace children's skirt, and the strawberry shorts that were accidentally exposed.
Rabbit pants... Very good, no reaction at all. I'm definitely not a lolita fan.
The Heloise in front of me was even more extreme than a girl. She looked like a seven or eight-year-old girl, and this was also her reality.
The world of mental images is a strong person who puts the "truth" in his heart into the real world to rewrite reality. Everyone's true understanding of themselves cannot be distorted, just like I died in battle at the age of fourteen in "Difend"
The appearance of Heloise at this moment was probably the moment of her death.
She is trying to maintain her majesty, but the majesty of a young girl and her bulging cheeks are not only non-threatening, but also very cute... Ahem, the dead cat is grinding its teeth again, let's talk about business. ╞╪┞╪╪.
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"...Here are not only the magic classics and magic books that I have collected over the years, but also all the magic materials from the era of the Elf Empire. At the last moment, what I thought about was not hatred. It was about passing on our culture and magic...
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I am a little more serious. If the deceased talks about his death date and last wishes, he should still be respectful.
If this is the magical knowledge accumulated over thousands of years and the legacy of the Elven Empire, then Heloise's erudition seems to make sense. But I thought about it for a long time and shook my head.
"...It should be more than that. This does not comply with the basic rules of magic."
The world of mind images is also part of the elemental power system. It is the deepest desire and obsession of the holder. I have never doubted that Heloise owns the world of mind images, because her obsessions and accumulation are the same as those of the undead monarch I have seen.
The strongest among them, and the desire for power is also the catalyst for the mental world.
In the past, there was no news about her mental image world. Originally, it was because all the insiders were killed. But now it seems that it is probably because this is a rare and purely auxiliary mental image world, so it will not be attacked by its enemies.
What you see.
But I still feel that the situation is wrong. Because the mental image world is also a part of the power of elements. The basic properties and laws of the elements must be observed. The mental image world of the strong fire element is the sea of fire and lava that allows them to exert their power. It is also filled with fire.
The power of the elements, and the mind-image world of the undead system, often reverses life and death, either letting the living die or making the dead come alive. Both the Archon of Siro and I were the latter.
Heloise's mental image world is too peaceful and peaceful. It is not her style at all, and it is not consistent with the extreme and evil nature of the undead mental image world. I can still understand if the depository of this knowledge is a scholar or a hermit.
But Heloise obviously does not have this style of painting. ┞┡╪w{ww.. Her mental image world, considering her outlook on life where revenge and strength are everything, should directly give her strength to enhance her combat power.
"...Open it."
I didn't hide my doubts, but after Heloise hesitated for a moment, she pointed and a thick cyan magic book fell into my hand.
As soon as I touched it, my expression changed. Countless anatomy experiences told me that it was made of human skin. Only the most evil devils and evil gods would use human skin scrolls and human skin magic books.
But the more strange I felt, this azure magical aura should be a wind magic book, but my hesitation turned into nothingness the moment I opened the book.
"...I am Joey Strand, a legendary wind magician. My best research field is the materialization of wind elements. Based on this, I have opened up the Wind Blood Needle Technique, Double Tornado, and Flashing Wind Wheel.
With three special magics, I have experienced three hundred and seventy-two battles..."
The moment I opened the book, I felt like I was being pulled into the book. The magic-related experience and combat experience named Joey Strand were re-presented in front of me. Every detail and every experience was as if I had experienced it myself.
, learning, experimenting, and fighting are like experiencing them personally, except that there is no memory of life and daily life, this is the whole life of that mage.
"...'The Hall of Mysteries - the storage place of the Book of Souls'. Every Book of Souls was once an outstanding mage. One-third of my direct disciples are here. This is also the omniscience."
The origins of..."
Heloise deliberately kept her words calm, but the trembling childish voice and the touch of her soul told me that she was not at peace in her heart.
What is she afraid of? Afraid that her biggest secret will be known? Then why did she bring me here? As long as she never reveals her secrets, won't no one know her weaknesses?
What is she afraid of? Afraid of being disgusted by me? Isn’t she used to being disgusted and hated by others?
What is she afraid of? Is she afraid that I won't be able to recognize her past? Then why doesn't she hide her past...
"Perhaps, to her, I am a little special..."
Everything was lingering in my mind, but I was a little helpless. My thoughts were probably getting more and more distracted at this time. I was thinking, "You really sow and you reap. If I hadn't run away back then, I might as well have come here."
"Treasure", Heloise stood in front of me silently, as if waiting for the final verdict.
[…Aren’t you going to say something? As the male protagonist, at least give me some comfort, such as I don’t mind your past and other nice words. 】
"Ha, I didn't mind at first, so why are you saying so nice things? Are there the remains of thousands of mages here? In any Ice Age, the death toll would have been more than ten times that of this."
Yes, it is impossible to lie in the link of the soul. I don’t care at all. Heloise is not a good person. I have known it from the beginning. I am not a good person either. I am a bastard who should have been sent to Hades. But I
I don’t think we did anything wrong. Shouldn’t we just cry helplessly like victims when fate has arranged such a desperate plot for us, and then face our own doomsday in a desperate situation?
"...As long as we can reverse our desperate fate, we can use any means. As long as we can gain strength, we can't use any means? Are we wrong? Should we die obediently at an early age? Should we bear the burden of
Shouldn’t we, who hate our country and our family, seek strength and embark on the road of revenge?
So, if we are right, are the innocent victims wrong? Isn’t this even more impossible?”
So if the parties involved are right, is it wrong to let the God of Destiny who arranges misfortune (the God of Destiny is shot)? It is the God of Order who creates life. Is the God of Chaos wrong (the system is shot)? No one can give
To come up with an answer, if we must find an answer, we can probably only say that the world is wrong.
"Everyone is right. Everyone just wants to survive. Therefore, I long to create a world that is not so difficult and where most people can live easily without fighting."
Therefore, there is the law and Hades, which judges all sins. In order to make the world a little better, all sinners will eventually be judged.
Looking at Heloise, I smiled. I didn’t need words. My meaning was already clear. When everything is over, the day I go to hell, I will definitely leave a compartment for the dead cat... Considering now
In this situation, it seems pointless to think so far ahead.
I admit my crime, but before serving my sentence, it seems I can still do something to at least make tragic protagonists like us feel a little less guilty.
But the dead cat smiled, with a smile as bright as a flower and a dream, and eyes filled with tears, as if he was very satisfied with the sentence of "life imprisonment."
"Hey, hey, hey, don't come here, your tears are so dirty... Don't think that I won't deal with you when you are a little kid. Don't wipe your nose on my clothes! Hey, hey, saliva!"
When everything returned to calmness from chaos, there were piles of blue magic books in front of me. This was the purpose of Heloise bringing me in.
"Based on your spell talent, it will take at least three hundred years for you to accumulate your theories to the level of a demigod, and the Holy War may be over. So, I will just use conventional methods." (To be continued.
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ps: Well, I have been unlucky recently. Not to mention the writing, after writing three thousand, the power went out again, and I lost the manuscript and started writing from scratch...
