Hyaku Ma No Aruji

Consciousness is floating in the universe.

The place Benarez followed was an endless, invisible, white space.

- The sea?

The place where I stand now and the 'rocking ground' a little further away are separated by a certain boundary.

When Benarez saw it, he frankly wondered if the place where he was standing was on the beach and its shaky ground was the sea.

The ground is shaking like waves but there is no sound.

The colour is cloudy.

- Is that... a bookshelf?

In addition, countless bookshelves were placed over its shaky ground.

Again, it's all white and has a strange presence.

Looking around often, its bookshelves lined up everywhere, mainly where I was standing now.

- Is that the repository of knowledge?

My legs dull in an unknown place.

But Benarez approached the bookshelf willingly.

Step from the beach where you were standing and step into the rocking ground.

And...

- Eh.

I realized after I stepped in that it was a 'crossing of boundaries'.

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"Damn...!!"

"Benares!?"

For the first time, Benares consciously stepped into the realm of world memory.

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh...!!"

And I was so devastated that I thought my head might burst.

"Head, but...!!"

Originally, theoretically, anyone can step into the realm.

World Memory is a collection of knowledge for all living people in this world, and if it is constantly being updated, it is because World Memory is someplace connected to all human beings in this world.

But following that connection and jumping to 'the other side' on the contrary required a huge amount of procedure.

That's the kind of lengthy process that doesn't end when people spend their whole lives.

"Awwwwww...!! Stop it!! 'Don't come in here'!!"

The Bible of Wisdom is like the key to simplifying the process.

Using the key, anyone can reach the World Memory Realm.

But of those who came to the realm just as Benarez did, ninety percent died crushed by the running of knowledge.

Your brain can't stand the knowledge that comes backwards, letting you bounce blood off your head and destroy yourself.

"Huh!!"

Blood spilled out of Benarez's ear.

The blood moved out alone after it fell to the ground, creeping up letters and shapes.

It's as if the knowledge that has been refluxing from world memory has been written into the world using Benarez's brain as a mediator.

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!"

"Benarez! Hold on!!"

Benarez shrugged his head with his hands and shouted in pain.

Still, I won't let go of Melea's hand.

Even though it was about to be crushed by the flurry of knowledge, it was nevertheless the only human being Benarez continued to protect.

"Mm, Murray...!! I can't believe I chose knowledge from this to bring it to you...!!"

Details of the human body style.

The content and meaning of the formula that makes up a person.

I don't even know if such knowledge exists in the first place.

There would have been some respite if Benarez had gone looking for knowledge with clearer signs.

But by stepping into world memory with a blurred sense of purpose, its head was exposed to an unrestrained reflux of knowledge that opened the door loosely.

- At least there's a sign...

Something that could lead to that.

People or things.

Was there a madman who challenged the human body?

Who tried to fight the world ceremony?

Those who are still alive.

I don't know if the memory of the dead is here.

- Anything, okay...!!

I won't hold it any longer.

Knowledge kills me.

And Benarez, who looked around, found something.

"Huh!"

A small bookholder that Lilium was wearing on her hips.

"Lend me that!!"

One book that was pinched there.

The Mad Book of Palladions.

It's that mysterious odd book she earned by running off to show Merea.

Benarez reached out to Lilium's bookholder and took it out forcefully.

"Madman!! Now let's hope you were beyond my imagination!!"

Palladion is a person of the past.

Better still than unlikely.

If that madman who tried to challenge the world ceremony, or something similar to it, he could have touched on the human body ceremony.

"Lead Me!! Palladion!!"

Benarez opened the book and looked through the letters.

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In the sea of white bookshelves, Benarez was shrugging himself into a stream of knowledge that jumped around him.

He holds his knees, blocks his ears, and distracts himself from them as if they were words of curse that emit a bump and an impossible word.

- Absolutely.

Knowledge is alive.

They are wandering through this area looking for a host.

- Please don't come in.

I'm driven by the urge to leave this place right now.

Even if they close the five senses, they speak directly to their hearts.

Still, Benares had not yet tried to turn back.

- I...

There's something I have to do.

I have someone I want to save.

"... ah"

And there was a strange feeling in the pretense.

I roughly open my eyes and there's a book on my lap.

- Palladion's, mad book.

Unlike the white books in this realm, the books had colors.

Used leather cover.

The hand of a person on paper.

Still, only the letters on the cover are like majesty still untouchable.

- That's right.

I came looking for knowledge.

I'm here to seek strength to save my sister.

Benarez stands up single-handedly for that paradion madness book.

The white knowledge that was flying around him like he was entertaining himself took a distance to avoid it as soon as he got the mad book.

"Where..."

Look over the countless bookshelves placed.

"That's..."

Benarez then found a light that lit up slightly on the bookshelf, which was a short distance away.

No other book has eyes, but approaches its bookshelf early enough to reach for the biggest light emitting book in it.

Nothing on the cover.

Benarez opened it.

――

And understand.

The structure of the formula that makes people up and...

"The palladion..."

That that man who was called a madman is still living in this world.

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"- Merea!!"

(c) When Benarez returned to me, Melea, who was next to him, was bleeding a tremendous amount from his body.

"Huh..."

Crying as Lilium hugs Merea on her back.

I can't help it. I guess I couldn't watch.

"'Understood'! I'm going to send knowledge directly to your head!

Benarez immediately unfolded the procedure.

Incorporate "The Secret Art of a Demon King" that has now been removed from the World Memory within the basic spiritual transmission system.

It is Merea who manipulates it, even if she understands the human form.

I don't even think I can convey the structure of the human body well with my mouth in the first place.

"Let it knit......!

Benarez, who had predicted such a situation with a brilliant head, together with the knowledge involved in the human body ceremony, had even brought out the knowledge of the secret art of the "Demon King", who excelled in the technique of what it would be or the spiritual system.

The secret art of the Demon King that every nation seeks.

The "Scriptures of Wisdom" can be taken out with ease until it is irregular.

And suitable for its use, the vessel named Benarez-Falmood (Fukuhin).

Within these few minutes, Benarez became the most targeted Demon King in the world.

"Theoretically... we should be able to...!

However, there was also a problem at this time.

It is the ability to knit Benarez's manners.

Benares, as a magician, also had more than a crowd of abilities, but when he reached a level like the secret art of the Demon King, knitting that technique itself requires far removed abilities from the ordinary man.

Spiritual ceremonies are particularly difficult to knit, and are not something that can be done overnight.

"Please......!

The surgical formula developed by Benarez gradually becomes distorted.

Before all the lines are connected, self-destruction begins beyond the limits of maintenance.

"Will you come this far and give up...!

Continue to draw the surgical formula with no more concentration.

And so Benarez felt signs of people behind his back.

"... you're going to follow me, Benarez"

It was Gilbert's voice.