Hermit Wizard

I touched the ring in my left hand with my mind to use it.

Review the scenario in your head. Crush the cave with the Ring of Fire Storm. – The shield will be activated at the same time as starting, so I have space. – Summons the scroll again while the opponent is buried in a pile of rocks and flees out through the ground.

I look back slowly. Magic lighting flickers everything around you. At the bottom of the corner of the quarry is a rock that rises to the knee.

It cannot be seen that the shape of the stone is smooth and perfectly spherical, and that it is stretched at a certain spacing from one another, resulting in a natural occurrence. I don't know what it was used for, but it must have been made by a dragon or a sorcerer.

The rock bottom corresponding to the roots was bonded with the same material without slight adhesion. The torturers seem to have left their immovable objects intact without destroying them.

It's like a cemetery full of tombstones.

The man was sitting on one of those rock spheres staring at me. I confront his eyes in tension.

He was revealing clumsy skin with his torso completely removed. There are tattoos all over my body. It was a black-shaped list of unknown meanings. A bizarre pattern of a few small triangles, each in a straight line.

The black hair was long enough to come down to the waist. A grave face. Sirin's silver eyes meet mine.

What is buried in your eyes is a dark womb and vanity. But under it I felt another kind of dark emotion shading and burning. The air sits chilly, and the sensation of placing one animal in front of the eyes touches the body.

I was in charge of the fierce Fiberirine in his eyes. On the contrary, my head hurt. Remnants that would have been piled up for a very long time. I would have killed and killed countless others. This judgment was through sensory organs that were closer to the fundamental rather than olfactory.

Silence hurts the skin. After a while he opened his mouth again.

“You, Ensi? Did humans come all the way down to this desolate southern land and set up a country? ”

He speaks in a strange tone of voice. The negative was accompanied by the sharpness of the metal and the roughness of the leather.

What I heard in my ear was an unidentified language. I interpret his words in my arms, but I don't even know the identity of the language. I went through two airports and passed through a variety of foreign-speaking people, and I faithfully interpreted all that.

But none of those foreigners spoke that language. His language was also different from the Arabic spoken by native speakers of the area.

“No, I have a confused memory. Strange. Why is Ency wandering around this place all by herself? Were you banished from your country? No, that's not it. That's not what matters right now.

The first look on his face came to mind. Very confusing emotion. He opens his eyes narrowly and submerges himself in the thought of not remembering something well.

The man called me Ensi. I interpreted the word in three meanings and sent it into my mind. The first meaning is monarchy. The second meaning is clergy. And the last third meaning is,

Wizard.

He raises his head and looks at me with his mind slightly cleared.

“Ency, Ency, you have to kill everyone. ”

I bring up magic.

“You are real. It's not a fake enchantment that deceives people without magic. ”

His gaze plunged like an arrow. This much deserved to run away with magic on that face. Nevertheless, there was only one reason I was on hold.

I saw the magic light in the air. This space is white when it hasn't been lit in a long time. The condensed darkness, driven by the veil of light, casts a shadow on every corner. Because of the angle of the light source, my shadow also hangs on the floor as long as a keybridge.

Turn your eyes and look at the stone floor near where the man is sitting. The shadow of a round rock sphere is clearly marked. And there is no shadow of a man sitting anywhere.

“Why is there no one in the nest? ”

The man talks with his hands on his forehead.

“How long has it been since we slept? ”

I couldn't answer. His question did not have a reference point to calculate the period. A man mutters about elongation.

“I've never seen a garment. It didn't look like any provincial outfit. ”

Stretch out your fingers and ask me.

“Are your ancestors from the North? I'm sure it's because I see black hair. Is Kiengir the home of your ancestors? ”

I speak quietly.

“Who are you? ”

“I

Close your eyes as if confused. I hesitated to answer for a moment and said,

“I am one of the first descendants of my father. The reason and value of my existence is killing Ensi. and drive out those who have crossed the wall from the land. ”

He shuts his mouth for a moment and looks at me with calm eyes.

“Until just before I fell asleep, there were few real Ensi in this land. In contrast, the number of powerless humans has blown tremendously. My father, who hated loud things, moved the nest. There are too many humans in the land of the north surrounded by the river, so they moved to the land of the south where they don't live. ”

The land to the south, where no one lives, seems to mean here, Dubai in the end. When the hell are we talking about the old days?

“Yes, I remember. Ency had very little time left. Sometimes the only things you see are the ones you don't even have because you're weak. But · · ·,”

He pointed at me again.

“How is it that Ensi, who is as powerful as you, remains? How come you didn't have such a fierce soul so far? It is unusual that my father could not find a creature like you, no matter how deep he hid. ”

I asked instead of confronting him.

“Are you referring to the man who uses magic? ”

“Yes, Ency knows how to handle magic. When I was born, the countries of the North were ruled by the real Ensi. Later, the number of Ensi decreased, and things without magic tricked and ruled the people. ”

“The wizards originally ruled the country? ”

It's a story I've never heard before.

“Yes. The human people feared and worshiped the transcendent power of Ensi. Ensi used their fear well and named ordinary magic the power of God. The ignorant people believed it. Ensi called himself a surrogate of God and became the king and goddess of the kingdom. ”

He follows the horse.

“And when the country that Ensi built became so hard to count with ten fingers, our father made us. ”

“Father? ”

“We are his first offspring. The first knife that connects the maintenance of the Great Being. ”

His eyes sparkled brightly.

“We killed, we killed again. The life-threatening Ensies mobilized the people to wage war. In the meantime, countless non-Ensi people died. But I had no choice. ”

“Why did you have to kill the Wizard? ”

“The purpose is not to kill. The purpose of what happened after the killing. Our mission was to kill Ensi and retrieve his soul. You can't send Ensi's soul back to the Ring of Yun. ”

I'm telling the same story as Hessler or Alice's memory. I was able to gauge the identity of the presence before my eyes.

“How many people did you kill? ”

“Countless! It wasn't really that hard to kill a normal human being. It wasn't that hard to kill Ensi. Even if you use magic, they're objects that haven't evolved yet. The hardest thing was to fight and kill creatures that had already evolved. Oh, yeah. I think about it.”

He frowns.

“Whether it was human or non-human, the creatures that crossed the wall were so strong. We died countless times. My father raised us from the dead a few times, and then he was abandoned. ”

A bitter smile falls along your lips.

“There was a limit to us being made of the fragments of the Father's flesh. We were his first sword, but soon we became abandoned swords. My father eventually changed the way he made his troops. ”

“By contracting with a creature that already exists? ”

“Yes, I know. Is there even such a detailed story to be told to humans? ”

No, it's not happening at all. I scratched my chin.

After all, the man in front of his eyes is from the first generation of dragon pedestrians.

At that time, he killed the Wizard on the battlefield and recovered his soul. And I think I fought the creatures that crossed the wall. However, it seems that the performance was poor and then abandoned from the dragon.

In the end, the dragon changed the way he made the trafficker. They have already captured the existence that crossed the wall, or have forced the evolution of the existence that did not cross the wall into a contract of sovereignty. I managed to prevent humans from crossing the wall, but I had no choice but to hold the knife in my hand.

The sovereignty with which the contract was made was much stronger than the imperfect creature he created artificially.

Consequently, his choice was wise. After all, the human wizard of this world is almost dry, and the dragon has won the war on beings that have crossed all the walls of the world. The transcendent survivors, who have barely saved their lives, have been driven out of the continent, and the dragon has reigned in this world for a long time.

“But why is this nest empty? ”

He went back to the first question.

“Did you move the nest? You mean the fight with the transcendents got so intense? ”

Then I go.

“Those who, even after their death, do not have the opportunity to meet Yun. Are you still against your father without giving up? Do you want to die so quickly and become the prey of divinity? ”

He certainly speaks with his mouth moved. No, it looks like he's talking. However, as the observation grew longer, I could see that the sound in my ear was not made in his vocal cords.

The force that a man produces vibrates the air in a certain pattern. It is the power, impulse of pure will at the very earliest. He is now making sound, as if he were speaking, by ringing the atmosphere with impulse.

There is a reason to use such a method. He doesn't have a vocal cord to speak to right now.

It appears before my eyes, but it is in fact an imagination without substance. Ironically, imagination did not mean that he did not exist. It's just, it's not based on matter.

I told the man who was confused.

“What's your last memory? ”

“· · · The way the father looks at us. The memory of the day he abandoned us. ”

Cover your face with both hands.

“We are all buried in the ground. And it's been a very, very long time. ”

“How long has it been? ”

“Unmeasurable. The same years that have passed in the dark. All the bodies my father made were rotten, and it was long enough for me to finally become dust. ”

Yeah, the man's body went back to the dirt a long time ago. What remains there now is a spirit created by a combination of strong thoughts and spirits with magical power. The result of which the soul was not absorbed into the ring of shining after the body died. In place of the material body, the spiritual agglomeration functions as a house of souls.

Even what humanity calls ghosts on Earth might not be so different from the man in front of you if you just take the fundamental concept.

Honestly, the situation was unpredictable. I didn't know that was in the garbage I was trying to sneak up on.

Wrinkles,

With my signal, a bronze tentacle filled with appetite and appetite was ready in the left chest.

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