Count Scribe's Tutor

Chapter 69

Incomplete Stories

The highest point on the Eastern Frontline.

Morco's white writing was also known as the fortress of the Iron Wall.

First of all, the castle itself is built on a hill, and on its side is a steep canyon. Moreover, the wall was also twice as high as anywhere else.

But it was good for Ferda.

For him to move like a ghost, this didn't fit on the axis of the obstacle.

‘Easier than I thought. ’

At first, I expected it to take some time.

Because the land itself was infected. So, in the worst case, I even thought of going while slashing the ferocious roots. But there were no raids, so I was able to arrive at my destination in less than thirty minutes.

It was not only that I missed my expectations.

Ferda moves her feet around without a sound.

‘I never thought there would be any debris. ’

This is the enemy's stronghold.

Of course, I knew there would be debris and crystals everywhere. However, I didn't even feel the enemy's machinery, rather than the debris.

‘But we can't slow down our guard. ’

We don't know when or where they'll strike.

When I was moving slowly and not quickly.

I noticed that it caught my eye.

In the north-eastern part of the city, Earl Morco's mansion is thought to have stayed. No, to be precise, it was a large root of wood surrounding the mansion.

Immediately, my gaze became more and more upward.

A moment later, Ferda narrows her eyes and mutters.

“Just like Baron Baron said. ”

Earl Morco's mansion was not simply swarming with roots.

The mansion itself turned into a giant tree. And this was remarkably similar to what I had seen beyond the Eastern Desert.

It's just a tiny decline in size.

Are you planning a new catastrophe? ’

The first thought I had was the possibility of a third airstrike, which was not in the original article.

It was a reasonable guess. If you don't, there's no way you can plant roots here and start a new tree.

‘Let's go inside. ’

I was still reluctant, but there was nothing I could do.

I couldn't find anything special anywhere but here.

I was ready to call in the bridge, just in case. I was going to run away straight away using the night path.

The moment I was about to head into the mansion.

“ · · · · · ·! ”

I felt a sense of intelligence no matter what.

As soon as I detected this, I pulled out the core blade. Later, the door of the mansion opened at an angle, revealing itself.

Crystal!

Ferda's eyes flash sharply.

At the same time, the Core Blade flies towards him. At that moment, he stepped back. Then I quickly shook my hand and opened my mouth.

[Calm down. I don't want to fight you.]

He raised his hands to heaven as if he had no intention.

However, Ferda was not naive enough to believe this. Most of all, the crystal was a disaster. So before he could say anything, he wielded a machete blade.

Glug! Glug!

The torso splits apart and the raging flames burn the crystals.

He turned to ashes without even screaming. I'm surprised you don't resist. By the time I thought about it, new crystals appeared in a row in the mansion.

[Guide our mission.]

[Follow me.]

[After that, you can do whatever you want.]

The ones that appeared this time were strangely unconscious.

Ferda stares at them without answering. Then the crystals turned and headed towards the inside of the mansion.

Like I'm really just trying to guide you. So Ferda has enough clearance to go after them.

How long has it been?

By the time I reached the hallway on the third floor of the mansion, I felt a strange camouflage.

‘What? Where did I feel it? · · · · · · · ·. ’

I could barely remember.

He frowned and stubbed his elongated mind.

The crystals in the lead suddenly stopped. The bastards turn sideways, looking at Ferda in unison and talking.

[Only authorized personnel may enter this area.]

[Understand, and make your choice.]

[The true salvation rests in your hands.]

Meaningless words.

The crystals dissipate as if melted into two walls.

You're not planning an ambush, are you? I cut through the wall a few times with the core blade, but there were no significant hits. Ferda relaxes and walks toward the banquet hall at the end of the hall.

But in that moment,

A familiar message filled my eyes.

[System error]

Invalid path access.

Unauthorized interference

Your inventory function is sealed.

Ferda's eyebrows twitch upon seeing this.

But that was it. There was no change in his expression. This has happened before. At least the eyebrows twitched because the inventory function was sealed.

‘I'll just have to carry this. ’

He walks quietly forward with his core blade in his hand.

Then it suddenly appeared to catch my attention.

Is that a mural?

It was a picture on the ceiling of the hallway.

Strange drawings and texts painted in red dye. I didn't know what it meant. The murals were painted across the ceiling and up to the wall.

The moment I walked past the painted wall.

The familiar smell pierces my nose. At the same time, Ferda's face hardens.

‘· · · · · · · The smell of blood. ’

That's human blood, too.

I never thought it was human blood that I thought it was red dye. The moment I realized this, my whole body's blood cooled cold. It was not anger about the human sacrifice. It was a conjecture that there might be enemies beyond that door.

Grasp the core blade hard.

Ferda kicks down the door of the banquet hall.

Qajik!

Maybe it's because he's full of magic?

The door crumpled like a signpost.

You blow out one of the doors, then go inside with a vigilance.

The banquet hall was filled with cloudy smoke like a mist. Aware of this, Ferda held her breath and immediately swung the core blade.

Whoo-hoo!

Suddenly, the smoke clears with a mighty whirlwind.

At the same time, I saw someone sitting in a chair on a statue of the banquet hall.

A man in his mid-40s. That's a familiar face, too. If there is anyone who looks familiar in Morco's white paper who has never been here, it is only one.

“Earl Morco? ”

You didn't ask me that with your face.

But the answer never came back. Instead, he raises his head.

Eyes without focus and a face without blood.

At the same time, Ferda realized two things: It was that the one sitting in the chair was Earl Morco, and the Earl was no longer of this world.

‘It's absorbed in the trees. ’

The Earl followed the giant tree behind the chair.

In other words, he became one with this house. As soon as I realized this, I was alert.

Suddenly, the Earl's mouth was mechanically opened.

[Welcome. Other worlds.]

Ferda's face hardens.

Because that's the voice I heard on the battlefield. Meanwhile, the one who was looking at Ferda's reactions quietly raised his mouth.

[Or should we call it being outside the story?]

“ · · · · · ·! ”

I was quite surprised this time.

Beyond mentioning the existence of this world, it was because I had not seen this world except for the authors of each round.

However, the time of embarrassment was not long.

Ferda regains her composure in an instant. I'm already surprised. And no matter what I tried to ask him, he opened his mouth again.

[I have so much to tell you. But first, let me introduce myself.]

Immediately, I heard a creaking sound.

It sounded like the sound of an old wooden chair hitting. Maybe he was born because he got out of the chair and moved his feet. Later, he introduced himself with dry hands like a mummy.

[I am Ser Mer Lydeus Argres. It used to be called the number of worlds in the past.]

As soon as I finished saying that, my eyes suddenly fluttered.

There was also the blaming of the great word "world number," but the fundamental reason was different.

“Wait, it's Sermera now!? ”

A little message I saw in a tree beyond the Eastern Desert.

It was because Ser Mer was the owner of the message referring to the existence of this world and the Savior. Meanwhile, on Ferda's behalf, he dares to nod.

[Yes, I am the master of the message.]

Along with the one who claimed to be Ser Mer.

Sermer's message that you saw earlier has struck your mind.

Thou art the presence of the Faithful.

Be endless in doubt.

Then let us be free from the veil of eternity.

Just before the Yggdrasil system is restored.

Sermer's message continues to be shocking.

We're losers.

A ghost that cannot escape the wheel of eternity.

But you are different.

Recalling the Savior's Mission.

This was the last time the message was delivered.

After the Yggdrasil system was restored, all traces disappeared.

‘I also said it was called the number of worlds. ’

It was like the word "the number of worlds" that I saw beyond the eastern desert. It feels like the pieces of the puzzle that have just been scattered are finally coming together.

Ferda cleared her mind and pouted her lips to ask the question.

“But you were beyond the canyon. ”

[You crossed over with a fragment of the catastrophe.]

With a short answer, Ser Mer looked up at the sky.

A bitter smile appeared on my dry face.

[I've always been. I realized that time repeats itself only after death is always in front of me.]

The existence of this world. This world is a story.

And time repeats itself. Sermer knew everything.

[But it's different now. I met you earlier.]

Then Ser Mer suddenly smiled.

He was probably talking about a brief encounter with a messenger from beyond the canyon. Most of the time, it was only Ferda who discovered the existence of the tree.

[Then I remembered all the memories. I was able to contact you this way, avoiding the manager's eyes.]

The moment I heard the word "manager"!

There was something touching the brain. A giant eye that interfered with the Yggdrasil system and appeared for a moment in the desert. Ferda immediately asked a question.

“What the hell is a manager? ”

The first assumption I heard was divine.

So I asked him a question. I think Sermer would know.

Meanwhile, the answer came back, frightening to the end of the question.

[The one who wants to tie up the story. No more, no less.]

That wasn't a very satisfactory answer. So I tried to ask the question again.

But I couldn't. His words were quicker than his.

[There is no time. First, listen to my story.]

He seemed to be in a hurry.

So Ferda shut her mouth. Soon after, he spoke.

[I am the number of the world and the mother of all life. Eternal life with all memories from the beginning. The second catastrophe of this incomplete story, the one who realized the truth of the world early at the same time. And.]

Suddenly, Sermer frowns.

A few moments later, a shocking word came out of his mouth.

[Author of deleted times, you do not know.]

The accident stopped momentarily.

Immediately, my eyes became bigger and bigger. I just realized what he meant by that.

[Don't forget to tell a story from now on.]

To the point where the voice is as stiff as a stone.

A story that no one remembered began.

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