Regressor, Possessor, Reincarnator

Episode 77

“thank you for your effort!”

“Prince Allen, as expected, the term chief was not in vain.”

“Wow, that was amazing!!”

Allen waved his hand with a humble face.

“It was nice to be able to check your skills too. Then I have work to do… , I’ll just go.”

The members of the crew had a disappointing face, but they did not think to catch on to his skills, which he directly checked in the dungeon.

“See you next time.”

“I look forward to the tasting with Allen.”

“If you are curious about the recovery procedure, please find me!”

“I’ll see you next time.”

Allen let out a sigh he had been holding back when he thought that he had gotten far enough away from the crew.

“… Your skills are inexperienced compared to your talents.”

To be precise, I’d say it’s not usable.

When the opportunity arises, Ariel shoots a bow without saying a word.

Evan is overconfident in his own abilities and constantly charges.

William panting once he uses the healing technique.

Allen’s mind was exhausted after he finished the attack safely while controlling everything.

“Then tell me before, how did you hold up?”

‘I can’t do that, isn’t it?’ Allen smiled bitterly.

Their skills are not bad.

To be more precise, it would be correct to say that I lack experience.

Except for William, he was a nobleman, so he must have received a lot of education. Of course, he must have had experience with it.

However, what others have always tailored to him has been cut into his movements. As a result, each other’s actions were restricted.

If nothing else happens, it was necessary to pay attention to the extent of going around the dungeon practice with them.

Allen hurried out of the academy’s basement where the man-made ruins were located. I looked up at the sky and the sun was in the middle of the sky.

“Where are you going now? Would you like to practice swordsmanship?”

‘It would be nice, but… , I haven’t paid much attention to magic these days.’ In order to organize and practice magic, it is right to go to a separate training ground, but there was a place to stop first.

“Why are you here again?”

‘You don’t know.’ He arrived at the library.

The library, located inside the academy, was a huge 12-story building. Allen entered the library without delay.

Upon entering, the librarian with round glasses bowed his head slightly.

Allen was greeted and looked around the library with a familiar face, unlike when he first came.

Bookcases filled with space and books filled with them.

A bookshelf with the humanities, natural sciences, spirits, engineering, magic and other disciplines divided into detail below.

The stacked books represent knowledge excavated from the ruins and restored, and the history of the academy that has been followed.

The library was filled with the scent of old papers that matched the serene atmosphere.

A place where you can borrow magic books and other theory books, including magic books, and even use public values ​​deep in the depths.

It was a place where I thought there might be a magic or a clue to finding a ‘brother’.

Allen went straight to the 7th floor, filled with books related to magic. Numerous books classified according to each lineage. Allen looked around and saw a librarian with a familiar face organizing his books and approached him.

“Are there any new books?”

“Yes? Oh, it’s Allen.”

The male librarian who listened to his question answered with a puzzled smile on his face.

“If the book you are looking for is also… .”

“Yes, have you ever heard of a book related to the soul or pursuit I was talking about?”

At Allen’s answer, the librarian smiled bitterly and shook his head.

“No, soul strains are rare and especially under-researched… , none of the books that came in sporadically related to him.”

As Allen’s face darkened a little, the librarian continued with an apologetic tone.

“If you are really looking for a book about it… , it would be quicker to get it at auction or wait for the book to arrive in the next quarter. As you know, the books in the library are just copies.”

“Ah, of course, there is also a way to find a magic book related to it using public values, but… .”

Fearing that his voice would be too loud, he looked at the students around him and answered in a small voice.

“As you know, it takes 1,000 points to read a magic book… , it will be difficult now.”

1,000 merit points.

It wasn’t as futile as exchanging goods in the academy’s treasury or tutoring with the Eight Rivers, but it wasn’t an easily achievable goal either.

“okay… . Thank you.”

“no. If a book comes in, I will tell you right away.”

Allen bowed his head slightly at his consideration, and the librarian waved his hand as if nothing had happened.

The librarian nodded and continued organizing the books. As soon as the conversation was over, Vestla opened her mouth with her cold breath.

“Just wait. You came yesterday too.”

‘The book may have arrived today.’

“If the book had been found so easily, I would have found it sooner. If the devil took your body in the first place, wouldn’t you be in Hell?”

‘Do you know where hell is?’ He told Vestla that the demon had taken her body and that her original soul was gone. In fact, except that he was not a demon, but a human from another dimension, there was no difference.

“… Still, that doesn’t mean things are going to be solved.”

‘That’s it.’ Allen walked out of the library with a bitter smile.

I have been to the library several times since entering school. Because the knowledge here has a higher probability than anywhere else.

So I stayed up all night looking for related keywords like soul, space, and tracking… .

‘I didn’t have any other income.’

To be precise, magic had an income.

I was able to acquire knowledge I didn’t know about space, soul, and contract, and laid the foundation for a new type of magic that I had been studying little by little since I saved Linbell’s mother and daughter.

However, there was no magic to track the soul.

No, it was difficult to find a theory related to it.

There were only a small number of books as the spirit line was related to necromantic magic, but it was impossible to ask for the knowledge of a warlock designated as a forbidden book.

“under… .”

I know that it is not something that can be solved by haste, but it was frustrating.

I’d rather have Julius’ soul in his body.

I can’t tell you how surprised I was when I found out that my brother’s soul was not in Julius’ body. If it wasn’t for that, he would have pulled him out of the shell sooner.

As she continued her thoughts like that, Bestla opened her mouth in a cautious tone that was different from her usual.

“Allen, I’m sorry to say that… If, really, if.”

A hesitant look that doesn’t match her personality.

When Allen looked down at Bestla, her blade trembled slightly.

“that… , unless the soul has gone somewhere?”

She didn’t stop opening her mouth as if she had gained courage when Allen didn’t speak.

“As you know, I have lived a little longer,”

Thousands of years ago, not even a little.

“… But even then, when the devil took away the body, it swallowed the soul, and it was almost never taken away.”

“and… The soul that was stolen like that was a very special being called a hero at that time, but Allen’s younger brother… .”

Even if you are a noble, you are just one of ordinary humans. Bestla hastily added excuses to his silence.

“… I’m not saying your brother isn’t great, he’s… There are few talents worthy of being called heroes, and the demons are also picky-eyed, so they may not be in this world anymore… , I am not saying that it is unconditional, but at least you have to prepare your mind… .”

His steps stopped.

Allen looked at him and cut off the words he was talking about.

“It will be somewhere. clearly.”

To his resolute voice, Bestla responded with some complicated emotions.

“… Yes it is. You will definitely find it.”

brother is alive

It must be there somewhere.

Otherwise, what was the voice of my younger brother I heard just before the return?

Or is it the true identity of the faint sense of déjà vu in the ordeal of the gods?

There must be another reason, I thought, that the soul that existed before the return is not there after.

‘certainly… .’

That’s the way it was.

The shadow that followed Allen’s feet disappeared as if eaten by a wide shadow.

Even though it’s always hovering under my feet.

Allen walked quickly for nothing. He shouldn’t have had any setbacks when he practiced dungeons.

Hidden ruins west of the Academy.

After several failed explorations, the place where even the mercenary who had just started would not come was now filled with the smell of fishy blood.

The yellowish-toned floor was cluttered with dust and blood, and there were fragments of broken walls between the corpses, cluttering the intestines.

In the middle of the mess, Hygel murmured a little.

“How did he know this information?”

“How did you know the grand line… , Kek.”

“Yunan.”

He wiped the blood off the survivors by beheading them cleanly.

There were bodies all around.

Warlocks with strange black tattoos on their faces and witches with old tree-like wrinkles.

In addition to them, armed mercenaries were lying on the floor with their eyes lost in light, perhaps even holding hands with the warlock.

Power enough to overthrow a city, no matter how infamous they were before, they all had their heads and bodies separated and painted the floor red.

Around it, the altar just before the magic was activated began to absorb blood little by little, emitting a pathetic light.

“Since the magic doesn’t leak out at all… , I just didn’t notice. But how did Julius find out?”

Heisel slashed the sword with an expressionless face. The white magic that did not go with him formed a layer of sword energy and fell to the altar.

The altar was shattered in an instant, and the magic circle that was about to be activated slowly lost its light.

“Does this happen in dozens of places? How many have already been activated?”

Hazel let out a laugh.

A gate connected to the demon realm.

Until I talked to Julius, I had no intention of getting involved this deeply.

Because I had already lost once in my life as a puppet, and I had no intention of reconnecting with those bastards.

He was already exhausted and withered to burn any more passion.

This life, I only wanted to live in moderation. The reason I came to the academy was entertainment to solve the small question that there are descendants of a hero, nothing more.

it was, it was

Heisel went beyond the room where the altar was located and opened the door to the other secret room.

“… … I don’t like this kind of sentimentality.”

Light from outside poured into the dark room.

There was a dark shadow around my eyes, probably because of the backlight from the light coming from behind.

“It’s really different.”

is it provocation? Or is it just a coincidence?

There, demons were tied to the test bench and neatly dismantled. It seems that both the Warlock and the Demons are not in a cooperative relationship.

Heisel had no emotion in her eyes.

It wasn’t the first time I’d seen a scene like this.

Dry blood splattered between the steps.

“If it’s the intention of those bastards who sent me here, it’s just right to ignore it… .”

There is no need to interrupt and let them know that you are alive. How long did she suffer before she died? It was only used to the end.

Do I need to repeat it in this lifetime?

I tried to live a leisurely life.

While looking for the treasures that I had heard in my previous life, I also searched for strange rumors.

Then when you get tired of it, it would be nice to go on a trip to the sea.

“It’s like hesitating while pushing Allen like a knife. Oh yeah.”

Heizel stopped her thoughts and turned around.

Hazel’s head and eyes met, which had been rolling on the floor for a long time.

I don’t know if it’s been a long time since he’s been dead or because of the warlock, but the owner of the head seems to have gone through a lot of hardship. Even the rest of his head wasn’t perfect.

It was dry and full of many cuts.

Heizel took the stopped steps and squatted in front of her head.

When I closed my eyes for a moment, several scenes came to mind. Memories of nothing. The appearances of the Demon King’s enemies. War, fight with the hero.

Heisel shook her head quickly.

“Oh, why am I thinking of him again?”

I clenched my chin crookedly, feeling like I was in a lot of pain, and then exhaled.

“You have a pretty face.”

Heisel said so and smiled.

She is dead now, but she must have been a beauty worth paying attention to in her lifetime.

“The skeleton isn’t bad either. If he was alive, he would have been popular.”

Perhaps his words were unexpected, as if he was looking at his already dead head with absurd eyes.

Heisel slowly stood up from her seat.

“Now go.”

This time, without stopping, I headed for the exit.

I looked around the room again and couldn’t tell the shape of the head from the faint light passing through my body.

The barrier that hid this place has already disappeared. She raised her fists high. Magic is not used.

‘I really didn’t want to use this… .’

I can’t help it. There was nothing like this to destroy a building without using magic. As he raised his fist, a huge, achromatic fist appeared above the ruins.

“In a dark place like this, beauty fades. Isn’t she worth having a beauty among people?”

They weren’t even the ones he knew when he was alive in the first place. If I had to ask, they would be irrelevant… , dead, what does it matter?

“If you are reborn, have fun. Don’t be silly like me. then… .”

Heisel paused for a moment. He licked his lips a few times, then chuckled as if it had nothing to do with it.

lowered his fist

Transformation – God’s Punishment Flagellum Del

The heavenly beast fell. A huge fist like a meteor struck the ruins.

The remains that had stood for a while were shattered within seconds and sucked into a pit of sand.

A sandstorm brushed his face. Heizel looked at him blankly and recalled the information Julius had given him.

“… After a while, another one appeared nearby.”

Was that the day of dungeon practice?

It seemed that he would not be able to participate in the practice.

Because I have work to do.