Falling Mage and the Power of Divergence

Shortly after the Big Bang, Paulino looks right around. The fog that dominated one side of the perimeter disappears at some point and the surrounding conditions become clear. So Paulino and the others lost their words when they saw the view around them.

"What the hell is this..."

The sight that spreads around is a completely unbridled space where they don't see a single organic thing, as opposed to the city of Mole where they were supposed to have been earlier. Even though the surrounding area was enclosed with a black cloth if it was to be easily represented, a space that could not touch its end.

But unlike darkness, wonder and vision are good. Despite the fact that the light doesn't look like it's plugged in, things look just as good in a world where one side is wrapped in black as the rest of the city during the day.

"Mr. Paulino."

"I know. Some kind of enemy attack."

The Paulinos are magicians who belong to the Episcopal Church, among them a brilliant magician who serves the fourth magician in the thirteenth apostolic sequence. I'm not immature enough to panic and lose my cool about this much.

Immediately when paired with formation, be alert to the surroundings.

"I can't confirm the magic of spiritual domination"

"It's not an illusion either."

"Right."

My men, who are good at the magic of the mental system, confirm that the identity of the sudden events is not the magic of the spiritual domination system. But what it reveals will make them even more confused.

"Then..."

"Physical spatial formation?

"But is it possible to form so much space?

"At least we have four kills around us."

The distance humans can see horizontally is about four kills at best. In other words, the endless invisible world will have at least four kilometers of radius spread around them.

It should also be limited within the Kingdom of Leiria, such as a magician capable of exercising such a massive amount of magic. If they had been in the Episcopal Church, they might have been able to find information about the surgeon right away. But having them is a mysterious space, and naturally we don't have the materials at hand.

So they rely on their memories to examine the operator.

"When it comes to magic on such a massive scale, it's at least more than a senior magician."

"But if you think about what you've exercised without us noticing, you're more than a premium magician, right?

"No, if there's a collaborator, even a senior magician can do it."

"But how come there's a senior magician? What the hell is the purpose..."

Paulino and the others discuss each while giving their opinions. But one of them sits around with an incredible look on his face.

"You're lying..."

"What's going on?

"Here... there is no end..."

Everybody thought what you were talking about. But Paulino and the others, who immediately thought the man was a magician specializing in reconnaissance, understood what she was trying to say.

"What did you see?

"I don't see anything..."

"What is that..."

"This place has at least ten kills, no. Twenty kills has no end. No, that's not all. Maybe it's because this is the only world without shields. This world is horizontal."

"What... and..."

The world is horizontal. That was a denial rather than a mask of common sense that they had learned. It is physically impossible to build a horizontal world without shields in this world, where magical observations have already proven that the world is a sphere.

If you create a false world by spiritual domination, you still know. But they know that this space is physical, not spiritually dominant. I mean, this space is so different. And there couldn't be a magician or something that could create that different world.

"Are you telling me that the target is a special magician or a thirteenth apostle..."

"No, no matter how much they are, they shouldn't be able to create anything so far"

"Then we said, what are you fighting!?

"It would be easier if you could tell me that God is your opponent now"

They wanted to give up their thoughts in this space of defeating their own common sense. What the hell can I do to assemble such a bullshit world?

It can't be that we can easily deny God's ordained common sense and build a world, it can't be anything but God's ordained common sense. The hypothesis that naturally the world would have been parallel has been born before, but it has been blasphemy to God to carry it out.

Even if it were a small world, the creation of those who blasphemed God was forbidden by the Episcopal Church. Belonging to the Episcopal Church, they have been familiar with the idea. I should be uncomfortable with such contraindications being laid down in the world where the power to create things should not exist in the first place, but no one was uncomfortable with that.

Because I couldn't feel uncomfortable. Because I was induced not to think about it, to be precise.

In other words, to them this space is nothing but unusual. I want to deny it immediately. I want to break it right away but return to my common sense. But they couldn't do anything about it.

"When it comes to the men of the Thirteen Apostles, they are children. I wonder what they'd say if they saw it."

Paulino and the others are alert to the voices they hear from somewhere. Everyone found out that the Lord of that voice was the magician who created this space.

"Who the hell are you? Where the hell am I? What are you gonna do with us?

"He's a kid with a lot of questions. Why don't you think about it for yourself?

That is what the Lord of the Voice said, but it is an impossible story. For Paulino and the others, this is the first time in their lives, and there are no clues to grasp the situation. Clearly, it's impossible to deduce from the situation. Not to mention a respite if they are magicians affiliated with the Episcopal Church.

The Lord of the Voice sighs when he sees the Paulinos, who can no longer say anything.

"I can't believe it. I didn't know I couldn't see through this."

"What..."

"I can't help it, so I'll teach you something special."

What a whim, Emris, the Lord of Voices, began to explain this space.

"Non is a magician who directs time and space. And this is the space of nothingness."

"You think you're a magician? Are you kidding me?

"Then ask the other way around, do you think you can magically do this?

"It's..."

"I guess it was mean. Correct answers are possible. But it is only for a limited number of people, and it is impossible for Non."

"You think there's more to this than you?

Paulino and the others cease to believe the truth told by Emris. They know no more magic than the mysterious power that Emris uses. If I were you, I wouldn't be a super magician anymore.

"So what's your purpose?

"The purpose is to stop it."

"Stopped."

"That's right. Now the men of Noah are speaking with the chiefs of the LORD. It's their job not to let them lay there. So until then, just be nice there."

"Don't be ridiculous! We're getting out of here and going under Master Hartos!

"On your own, but good"

the word. Finally, the signs of Emris disappeared from that space. And Paulino and the others moved to get out of the space.

Coming back to the real world, Emris vents her dissatisfaction at Dalta, who was next door.

"Is it so stupid to be a magician in this day and age? Or just these guys?

"Eh, once those guys are top notch in this country..."

"No way. You'd better be humble, Dalta. Your Lord is wiser."

"Oh really...?

I didn't know what to give back. Dalta was just confused.