Hermit Wizard

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“I saw him hanging. You tried to find me, didn't you? ”

When I ask a question, the fake god answers telepathically without hiding the anger that came to his face.

· · · Yes

Though not 100% in control of accidents or emotions, the force to answer the truth is working on him.

“How did you know? I know that there is a shield here, with my presence. ”

You wouldn't happen to pass by and see my shield. I don't know where the channel is, but I'm sure I've crossed the globe through a foreign country, so I need to know why it's freezing around.

I received information from human beings in the United States. An observation record of the demon species that appeared here a few months ago. I found a shield while I was heading to the country's channel to find the trail.

What else do you mean when you get the information? America?

I asked for a detailed explanation, and the fake god told me about the process of being deliberately attached to an American facility after coming to Earth. The more I listened to his telepathy, the more my face twitched.

“The country wasn't trying to get information about individuals, it was trying to start tracking them on the Mapo Bridge channel? ”

It is.

“As soon as you heard about the Mapo Bridge incident, you fled the base? ”

That's right.

I'll be damned. I don't think those Americans know anything more than genius. His purpose is the same as the rest of the neighborhood. His most powerful destination will be the Marpo Bridge. Isn't something like Special Forces coming to get him soon?

Oh, it's so annoying. It seems that the Mapo Bridge Channel has been paying attention because of its specificity, and now it looks like it has been anointed with fire.

“No, why do you care about the Devil? What did you come crawling in here for? ”

Farvasch, who wants to hear the answer as much as I do, quickly finishes telesizing, and he leans against me almost without delay.

Demon species is not the purpose. The phenomenon of summoning the Devil is my purpose.

“Read more! ”

I have obtained information through dealings with the oracle of our dimension.

When I heard a word he said, I felt my heart pounding down. Almost reflective body reaction.

Now that I'm safe, the savior of this world knows very well that he can't touch me. Nevertheless, my body is sensitive to one word of it.

The time I've lived so far must have made me this way.

It's unpleasant emotion, I'm more surprised.

“You had a deal with a soothsayer? How?”

He follows the explanation.

Old people are often obsessed with the incomprehensible in the eyes of the mortal.

Before becoming a god and escaping the gulf of time, it may be called entertainment to live a long life. The object of the Savior's strange obsession may be art such as poetry or song, or it may be meaningless slaughter. Rarely, it may roll in constructive directions, such as the creation of new substances and concepts that are not in the world.

The soothsayer who rules his world enjoys playing with the mortals, who, in his own view, are weak creatures who can't even ’dust'.

In return, what the Savior wanted was a beautiful stone, and a concentrate of blood drawn from the hearts of tens of thousands of creatures. At the very least, the information that informs us also varied in categories and depths of information, depending on the mood of the oracle. In a word, it means that all of this is a joke.

After discovering the world's first connected channel, I went to the fortune teller to trade information. By the way, the Old Testament told me about only one human wizard, without giving me any information about the level of civilization, the distribution of races, the magic system. This is probably the most important piece of information.

· · · That, no way?

A human wizard with a seed channel on his chest. Calling out the higher dimension of existence through that seed, the third dimension of the Ashpim Giant slaughtered hundreds of individuals. Judging by the circumstance, it is almost certain that you summoned it by accurately specifying the dimensional coordinates, rather than randomly summoning it!

[· · · · · ·!]

“ · · · · · · ”

A fake god who spits out my secret unexpectedly. I barely sink the urge to kill him right here.

How do you know the soothsayer made a deal with him? There is no false god in the dimension I summoned the Black Giraffe. Strictly different dimensions.

The beggar who is now a fake god is a completely different beggar than the beggar of the Hidden Rim!

Parvash bursts a telepathy full of anger.

[The Savior of Silence!]

Aside from being forced to answer the question, a fake god, whose freedom of emotion and thought remained constant, sarcastically speaks.

Aberdag says it's already a famous story.

· · · If you think about it now, the Savior of the Silver Rim has literally told me so much information that I have never seen before.

If I could tell so much about a petty being like me, would I be able to kill another Savior?

The soothsayer of Silver Rim also heard from Aberdag that the Earth's dimensional barrier is missing. Even though it was no longer hypothetical that there was a means of exchanging information between the oracles at each level, I probably wanted to deny it.

“· · · Did you have something to see on my channel? Are you trying to brainwash me and make me use summon magic all the time? ”

That's not the only purpose!

The fake god frowned as if he didn't want to say anything, but he continued to telepathize without being able to resist the compulsion in his head.

The fact that you can assign a higher dimension and link it means that you end up with a dimension map at the academic record level.

His eyes burst with tears.

I tried to overcome the limitations of the species through its dimensional maps!

What nonsense. Overcome what?

Our kind has been insulted by those who live longer or are more psychic than us as fake gods. On the contrary, the brainwashable species has been designated for extermination, and the number of our populations is decreasing as we search for brainwashable and uninformed species. The limits of the species are clear. One day you'll be forced to fall. However, as soon as I heard the story of the Savior, I discovered the possibility of escaping this limit! No longer a ‘fake god’, but a way to become a 'real god’!

Oh, he was a total jerk.

“To move on to Aberdeen and become a savior? ”

Yes! Isn't that the only way to be a savior and, furthermore, a god?

Now I know what you're thinking. He was trying to get me to open the channel leading to Aberdeen.

“Crazy guy. ”

But this doesn't make any sense. First, there are no coordinates to Aberdeen. It's a dimension that no one can go to but God or the Savior.

Secondly, not going to Aberdeen is not such a simple level of problem that being a savior, as far as I know, can only be solved by crossing dimensions. You'd rather be summoned to Aberdeen after the conditions are met?

“The delusion reached the pole. ”

I'm listening to that nonsense, so I feel more heat rising. Did you come to see me because of that stupid idea? Are you threatening me with that ridiculous delusion?

I barely suppressed my annoyance and moved on to the next question. Whatever misunderstanding this guy has, it's not my concern, and I need to get the information I need.

“Is there anyone else besides the intelligence agency in the United States who knows you might be here? ”

The answer came back without delay.

During my escape, there were humans who tried to capture me. I'm guessing it's a separate group from the forces that held me.

“What?! ”

The fake god continues to explain.

By the time he started turning the place upside down with brainwashed humans, he suddenly saw a sign that the entire building was being blocked under external control.

At that time, a third force entered the building. They brutally assassinated U.S. intelligence personnel and threw an object, presumably an artifact, on the floor, and the entire building was blacked out and the blockade stopped.

Surprisingly, they possessed various types of artifacts in addition to the objects that triggered the blackout, and they also battled against those who were more powerful than humans because of the false god's brainwashing. They constantly tried to approach the false god and defeat him during the battle, but it didn't last long.

According to the fake god, the third force, which had fewer than a dozen men, had the seeds of domination without leaving one.

Eventually, they became fake God's slaves, except for the one who lost his life in battle, where he made his own reasoned judgment.

I have already drawn the power of more than human beings to destroy all brainwashed informants who will soon be out of breath, and to take these unidentified members to Seoul.

The fake god gave them a way to Seoul and hid in the plane while they were on a plane to Seoul.

After arriving in Korea, the fake gods were worried that if they continued to carry them, they would be trampled on by an unidentified organization and an intelligence organization that imprisoned them. It was only within the United States that we moved quickly without finding a replacement to get off this land, but now we don't have to.

The fake god suggested to all brainwashed armed men to go where they can't see people and kill themselves.

Before that, they tried to take away their artifacts, but they were forced to self-destruct if they touched or uninstalled one of the other owners, and the e-laser eventually gave up retrieval. Then it is headed to the channel of the Marpodae Bridge with a single body.

“Unidentified organization? I don't think I've read all the memories I want to brainwash anyway. ”

Just like the artifacts they used, there was a powerful magic in them that I didn't know how to do. Even after being brainwashed, their identity and memory of their affiliation took strong protection, making it impossible to read accurately. Barely a handful of pieces of information.

“What is that? ”

A fake god stumbles upon his memory.

I didn't even know the name of the organization. It's just that it's quite large, and it's been around for a very long time to recognize it as human time. The goal of the organization is to follow the will of a certain existence and walk the path of 'hardship’. And defending any convention. It's an organization that's been on a mission for so many years, and it seems like one has been added recently.

· · · · 'Tribulation?’ It's a familiar word.

The newly added task... is to ‘regenerate' any existence. Its existence is also the spiritual holding of this organization, the object of absolute trust and, at the same time, of undoubted reliance.

From the moment I heard the word torture, I felt a sense of anxiety rising again. I barely press my voice to shake, and I ask questions.

“What is its presence? ”

It is not known whether this is a metaphor or a mere expression of fact. They call it being.

A telepath with the last word of a fake god sharpens my brain.

He said "dragon.”

* * *

Deep night, downtown New York.

One small freight truck is parked on the street, which is notoriously expensive among the areas available for street parking. It's been hours since I parked here. In the driver's seat, a man, seen as a borrower, sits in the dark for free and looks out the window.

It does not appear to have a trademark or company name on the cargo compartment, so it appears to be a private vehicle. It wasn't like the driver was parked away, but it was around the time the night guard staff started to wonder why they were putting cars in these expensive places for hours and doing nothing.

In fact, contrary to what the guards thought, the 'borrowers’ in the true sense were not in the driver's seat but in the cargo compartment. The small container is full of all sorts of equipment, and three or more people are sitting in front of the buttoned panel.

Matt keeps a big headset in his ear and concentrates on what he hears. The place where the conversation actually takes place is on the 26th floor of the office building right next to where this truck was parked. A powerful eavesdropper under Mahogany's desk, which doesn't fit the world these days, captures even one shallow breath that resonates in the room.

“· · · Honestly, I'm sick of it now. It's been too long since I started out with goodwill and friendship. ”

A lowly man's words, a woman receives.

“Friendship? I thought you belonged to him. Wouldn't the word friendship be more appropriate? ”

“It's true that many people are loyal to him, but I'm different. From the moment I first met him, I only helped because I thought it was necessary. Never belonged to him. ”

“That's a fact I didn't know. But your old friends wouldn't think so. ”

“It's worth it, you'll want to believe that I've completely surrendered. Because the truth is written in your mouth. ”

“But no matter how much you fought him, he would have been trampled down miserably. Eventually, he would have been surrendered and served as his master. He didn't put you in charge because you were already doing something different. ”

“Bitter but undeniable. ”

The man sighed and smiled shallow. Now those two men and women continue to talk about a man who is not here.

“Anyway, after he was like that, we had a really hard time. I'm trying to keep up with him somehow, but it's not easy. I don't have enough hands. ”

“Now you're telling me why you called me. ”

“Yeah, you're a little unusual, aren't you? There will be no objection to us. ”

“Why do you think that? I hate you guys, too. like so many other beings on the same island. ”

“Hey, let's be honest. You didn't veto the old war, did you? I don't like people anyway, because I already lived on the island at the time. ”

“It's different now. I'm not as indifferent to people as I used to be. ”

“Oh, I heard. Was his name Charles? ”

A woman hesitates for a moment and answers.

“· · · He preferred to be called Louise. ”

“A pseudonym, it's one of those incomprehensible wind speeds. Anyway, my condolences. Knowing that flowers bloom and bloom every year is natural, it's not easy for a human being to leave. ”

“I didn't expect to hear that from you. You have no audacity. ”

“That's why I don't treat people well. Sometimes when I go, I don't let you leave my side forever. ”

“It's unpleasant to hear the story. ”

A man asked.

“Do you miss Louis? ”

“Extremely. ”

“I heard he was a gifted man. ”

“He was a brilliant man. I didn't understand it until he died, but I loved studying very complicated mathematics. I loved to take pictures. I wrote the novel straight away. ”

“Oh, you mean the novel that named her after you? ”

A man's laughter continues for a moment, and a woman's sharp voice is heard.

“Stop laughing! He was serious!”

“I bought and read the first edition after hearing the rumors. Didn't you tell him all too much about Sicily? There are so many stories of creatures who are used to creating from nothing. ”

“Stop talking about Lewis. ”

The woman's voice sank further than before.

“Hm · · ·, okay. Anyway, let's get back to the point. Won't you join us? Even more so if you're interested in people again. It's all for everyone in the world, ultimately. ”

“Give me time to think. Still, I'm not sure I can trust you. ”

“Don't worry about that. I know enough about the conditions to earn your trust. ”

There, the conversation between the man and the woman was paused, and then the man spoke again around the time Matt and other agents began to feel restless.

“Well, then, I want you to make a decision as soon as possible, Alice. If we don't have enough hands, we send apprentices to serve outside guests, and they're turned down. ”

“You're still being pathetic. ”

“But it's very important. For the world. ”

“Recognize it. It won't take long to think. ”

And men and women say goodbye.

After confirming the conversation was over, Matt took off the headset he was wearing and threw it.

“What kind of a dog is that? ”

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