Academy’s Genius Swordsman

< 94. Shoot at the Dawn (7) >

#94

Aun Pillar closed her eyes tightly. A terrifying voice, as if announcing the death of his parents or spouse, came out through his gaping lips.

“…you were eaten by Vajura last winter.”

“Yes?”

Ronan narrowed his brow. What kind of bullshit is this to say that Matapju is eaten by a book? Ayre’s eyes widened.

“Then this welcome…!”

“exactly. It’s one of Lardan-sama’s specialties.”

The pseudonym of Dawn Matapju Laardan Monsilei was Hwayoung. It was a title given by using a combination of powerful flames and illusion magic that dazzles the five senses.

Aun Pilla explained that countless enemies have been lost to ashes as they wandered through the flames and illusions he had created.

“…but still, he wasn’t this strong.”

However, it was difficult to conclude that Lardan was the culprit of the events that took place over the past few days. He was obviously an excellent phantom magician.

However, it was difficult even for professional illusionists to cover the entire tower with cognitive-disrupting magic or to deceive the 7th circle magician, Aun Pilana, the high spirit Aire. Aun Pillar twisted his lips.

“Perhaps it was swallowed by Vajura and his abilities were amplified. Who the hell broke the seal…”

“Damn it, tell me in detail. What happened?”

Ronan urged him. Aun Pillar continued to speak with a heavier voice.

“On the day you decided to leave the training, the master infiltrated the forbidden area. I was the only one following him, feeling suspicious in advance. Without hesitation, he dispelled the defense magic.”

“No, that’s absurd… then there’s no way I wouldn’t have known…”

“It was the day of the full moon. It was around midnight.”

“then···!”

Ayre’s face hardened. Every night when the full moon rises, she transforms into her true form and basks in the moonlight for a while from the top of the tower. It was one of the few times when Ayre was absent from the library.

“The lord knows your secret. You must have been thoroughly prepared. So don’t be too hard on yourself.”

What happened after that happened quickly. Tapju headed straight to the deepest part of the forbidden zone, and woke up Vajura, who had been sleeping for hundreds of years. Aun Pillar arrived late, but by then the situation had already deteriorated out of control.

“It is too late. The top master failed to control Vajura and was being eaten. All I could do was seal him before he became a total monster.”

“Damn it, why did a man named Matapju do such a thing?”

Ronan frowned. He remembered the agony of a woman who had been eaten by a book. Aun Pilla, who was silent for a moment, said as if sighing.

“It’s a magician-like reason. Because you thought you were ready.”

“Ready?”

“exactly. Ready to understand Vajura. The legend of the cursed book is well known to you.”

Ronan groaned. In the sea of movable type, which had been drifting for three days, the name Bajura was quite common.

Vajora of Destruction. A rare forbidden book that deceives, devours, and causes ruin to those who read it, but grants near-infinite power to those who understand the content. The author of the book was known as none other than the devil.

“Until now, countless wizards have lost their lives while challenging Vajura and other forbidden books. Most of the chiefs of the tower said that they liked it. In fact, the argument that all evil forbidden books should be burned is a constant topic of discussion at every meeting of Matap Province.”

“Top-joo was the opposite.”

“exactly. He was the one who insisted that even those evil powers would one day be used for people’s sake. By comparing it to a fire that is extremely dangerous, but which has now become indispensable.”

Thapju Lardan believed that the forbidden books, which were regarded as by-products of malice, could be used for good. He tried to prove it himself by acquiring the power of Vajura, the head of the forbidden book, and failed miserably.

“I know. It was an irresponsible and reckless decision. But I have never been able to accuse him and reveal the truth. How can I insult a forerunner who sacrificed himself to illuminate the dawn of knowledge?”

“Top Mage…”

“That’s how it happened. Please do not forgive me for my personal feelings.”

Aun Pillar lowered his head. Aire, who was about to give her some consolation, kept her mouth shut. Knowing the story, Ronan twisted his lips.

‘You wanted to protect the will of the master.’

The intention was good, but in the end it failed. Top-joo, who insisted on the possibility, could not handle Vajura and was devoured. If it were known to the public, it would not be strange even if all the banned books were put into disrepair. Ronan licked his tongue and shook his head.

“That’s Okay. It’s already happened. How did the seal come loose?”

“That … is really beyond comprehension. If hundreds of years pass, it was never a spell that would naturally disappear.”

Aun Pillar explained that he had cast every sealing magic he knew. Bajura, who had been vigilant because it was in the middle of a predation, was sealed with Topju as it is.

“In fact, it has been made in a state that is no different from what was previously sealed. If I had gotten stronger, I would have gotten stronger, and I am confident that the seal would never have been weakened.”

“Then it sounds like someone who has nothing to do has crawled into the vault and unlocked the seal.”

“At the moment, that is the most likely conjecture. But who the hell…”

The conversation ended with Aun Pillar dragging the tail. Silence fell in the narrow, high hallway. He was drooling and finally opened his mouth.

“I should do what I can for now. Ronan You must return immediately and wait in the safe area. Me and Miss Ayre will return after briefly restoring the defense system. and···”

– Tuk.

It was the car that Aun Pillar was about to speak. Something fell at their feet.

“Well?”

All three looked down at the same time. Something small and intricate was glistening under her feet. Picking up the object, he frowned.

“…glasses?”

They were broken glasses. Thick and thin cracks were engraved like twigs on the left side of the glass grain. The silvered frame was dented in a mess. Ayre tilted her head.

“yes?”

I’m sure I remember seeing it somewhere. Then, with her eyes wide open, she clapped her hands and shouted.

“La, these are the glasses Rafista-sama was wearing!”

“Who is that?”

“He was the one who helped me manage the library. You were the first of the six missing people to disappear. Why is this here…”

“…a missing person thing?”

Ronan felt the same way. He narrowed his eyes and looked through his glasses. There was something shiny on the frame of the glasses.

“This···.”

It didn’t take long before he realized that it was a remnant of mana. what that means too. Ronan’s mouth fell open.

“. . . Nebula Clazier.”

crumble. Suddenly, I could feel the popularity from above. Ronan slowly shook his head. A man in rags was crawling on the high ceiling. Shiny mana was oozing out of the bare skin exposed through the torn fabric.

“Ahhh.”

hard. The man who suddenly twisted his neck at a bizarre angle looked down at the party. Ronan made eye contact with him and spit out a curse.

“Fuck.”

Saliva was dripping from her open mouth. The two eyes were dyed black. Aun Pillar and Aire, who raised their gazes behind them, took a breath.

“I, is that…?”

It looked just like the woman who was eaten by Geum-seo last time. Ronan pulled the hilt without delay. Quang! As La Mancha drew an arc in the air, the sword fired at the same time struck directly in front of the man’s eyes.

“Keek!”

A man who was hit in the eye by the debris screamed and fell. He tried to get up by breaking the joints of his body, but Ronan stopped him. wow! Ronan jumped straight towards the man and struck him in the back with the tip of the hilt. Ayre’s cry came from behind.

“Careful!”

“Yes?”

Suddenly, the surroundings brightened. Ronan, feeling alive, turned his head. A magic circle about 1m wide was flashing on the wall on his right. The geometric patterns were blazing as if they were about to spit out flames at any moment.

“Damn…!”

Ronan was just about to swing his sword. A sparrow made of flame flew past his cheek and slammed his head into the magic circle.

bean! The magic circle decomposed in the form of flame was absorbed by the bird. The sparrow turned and flew away and sat on Aun Pillar’s shoulder. Ronan chuckled.

“It’s pretty good.”

“There are two more.”

He said with his gaze on the ceiling. Another horrifying moan echoed through the hallway.

“Ah…? Ahhh···.”

“It’s not a plague, it’s not even a bug.”

Ronan let out a swear word. Two men and women hung upside down like bats from the ceiling not far away, looking at me. Mana was gushing out of the woman’s hand in the robe. It was obvious that he had just cast a spell that almost blew his head off.

“Ah…aa…”

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Meanwhile, the man was singing the Fire Arrow magic. Six arrows made of flames were forming around him, ready to fire.

Ronan, who spit out swear words, was a car trying to express his sword again. Quad Duck! A tree trunk that suddenly grew from the ceiling wrapped around the body of the two men.

“Aww?!”

“Keek!”

Ronan’s eyes widened. The translucent tree trunks were shining softly as if they had received the moonlight. Ayre, floating in the air, stood in front of Ronan.

“I will do it.”

Scratch! As she gestured lightly, the tree trunk broke. The two men, tied together, fell to the floor. Ronan drew his sword and ran to them. Ayre exclaimed.

“Lord, you can’t kill me!”

“It’s not like that, so look away for a moment.”

Ronan looked closely at the men and women tied to the tree. Fortunately, the sparkling mana was not captured. The only thing presumed to be Nebula Clazier was the one called Lapista that was dropped at first.

‘no way.’

Suddenly, the puzzles began to fit together. The seal of Vajura was suddenly released. The first missing person belonging to the Nebula Claj. After organizing his thoughts, Ronan opened his mouth, pointing to the droopy Rafista.

“Aire. He said he was the first missing person.”

“yes? ah yes Right.”

“When exactly did you go missing? Do you remember?”

“That was… around late spring. After Rafista-sama’s disappearance, strange things started to happen in the tower.”

“That motherfucker… no, did the gardens get blown away by Nebula Clazier?”

“It was about three or four months ago… it was the same time.”

“Damn it.”

Goose came up the spine. All the circumstances were correct. Based on our experience so far, Nebula Clazier has never executed only one operation at a time.

‘The suicide was a deception.’

The purpose must have been to release the seal of Vajura. The fact that Lapista worked in the library disproved him. With the self-destruction, the tower took a break from the noise to release the seal, and it was eaten by one of the forbidden books.

“Damn it, Aun Pillar…”

It was the car that Ronan was trying to tell him what he had found out. An indescribably terrible voice echoed through the labyrinth.

【You are sharp.】

It was the same voice I heard in the library. This time, the three of them froze at the same time as if everyone had heard it. Suddenly, the hallway began to vibrate violently.

“Hey, what is this?”

“Ummm…!”

It felt like being thrown into the heart of a giant. I couldn’t control myself at all. It was the moment when Aun Pillar was about to shout something. A stone wall that came up suddenly separated Ronan from the two of them.

“Fuck, what?”

Ronan hurriedly swung his sword. Get a card! The sharp blade penetrated deep into the stone wall, but it was of no use because the body was thick. Seeing the scars on the wall heal, he spit out a swear word.

“Damn it, Oun Pillar! Ayre!”

I cried as hard as I could, but there was no answer. The wall that rose again blocked the back road leading to the entrance. Ronan was completely locked in solitary confinement. The voice rang out again.

【Come, let me open the way.】

Cuckoo Palace! Suddenly, the wall in front of me began to slide backwards. The corridor, which had been stretching without an end, stopped expanding only after it had almost reached the length where the tower was laid horizontally. Ronan growled.

“What kind of bullshit did you do?”

【I want to save those two bugs. Isn’t that right?]

“What?”

I asked the two of them what they had done, but there was no answer. Then a low flame rose from the ceiling and began to spread rapidly towards the end of the hallway. Seeing the bright hallway, Ronan frowned.

“…God damn it.”

It was a show with a lot of intentions. There was no other way than to move forward anyway. Ronan grabbed the hilt and moved forward. A voice echoed in my head as I walked through the hazy hallway.

[It’s that guy…! The one who burned down Langeum…!]

[Why is Vajura so interested in a kid like that?]

[Come to me, kid! I’ll give you everything you want!]

Ronan noticed at once that it was a conversation between forbidden books. Judging by the type of voice, it seemed that there were well over a hundred volumes.

“Shut up. papers.”

[Keukkeuk, there’s not much left to be cocky.]

He quietly walked down the hallway. Soon, an open space appeared. In the barren room made of dark blue stone, only a single cube-shaped altar stood out.

Ronan’s eyes widened as his gaze touched the altar. Aun Pilar and Ayre were chained and moaning.

“Ro, Ronan…don’t come…!”

“Wow, I can’t breathe…”

His whole body was covered in blood, as if he had suffered serious injuries. It was the moment Ronan immediately sprinted to the ground. A geometric circle of magic unfolded beneath his feet.

“Nimi…!”

It was a much bigger magic than what I had seen in the hallway a while ago. It was too late to avoid. Ronan, who quickly judged the situation, struck the floor with his blade. Aww! A vortex of flames torn in two engulfed the entire room.

But that wasn’t the end. One after another, magic circles appeared in various places and spewed out the magic that had been engraved on them. Ten spears of flame, thicker than a tree, were shot at Ronan.

‘can do.’

I would have despaired like it used to be, but not now. aamancha’s sword, with a strange breathing sound, a red light came up.

Ronan calmly read the trajectory and then swung his sword. Whoa! A sphere of slashes covered his body. The spear of flame that touched the sphere lost its shape and disappeared. Ronan, who had blocked all the attacks, said as he turned the knife around and grabbed it.

“I have no respect for the subject you invited me to. Isn’t it?”

After all the attacks, Ronan stood up. A previously invisible figure was sitting on the altar with his legs crossed.

It was an old man with a thick book in one hand, and he was wearing the same red and colorful robe that Aun Pilla wore. He smiled as he looked at Ronan.

【nice to meet.】

“Vajura.”