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"Ha, ha..."

On my way home, I walked carefully and cautiously, suppressing even the feeling of deviation, and I went back to the mansion.

What's in my hand like that is Art's sorcery book. Art's sorcery book, which can even be told that the sorcery book itself possesses immense magic power, is also amazing in its presence.

I want to check the contents immediately. However, only a small part of the extremely vast number of ancient Arv languages have been learned in the school.

I'm not bright enough to decipher such a vast amount of magic books in ancient Art.

Never hurt, hold on, climb the rope ladder again.

My body, barely working out with all the magic, was so tired that I breathed on my shoulders just that. Although there was some tension that an Art Book of Magic existed at hand.

Return from the stinking cave to the dusty office where you were.

"Phew..."

I don't know if my father noticed this door, or since when it was sealed - around there, I don't know.

But as if to save me from an unprecedented crisis, this magic book of the Art appeared. Wasn't there anyone in the past who could have used Demon Vision (search) in their ancestors?

Either way, it's a thank you to me. I just sincerely thank my ancestors.

"In the meantime, do you want me to close it? There won't be any more."

The cave was a main road, and there was no other part of it that was likely to get in.

There was a lateral hole that my body couldn't get through, but there's no way I'm just passing through there.

In the end, besides this Art Book of Magic and the icy Art Woman, I couldn't find anything treasurous.

Perhaps that cave was a temple for Art.

Artve that he believed in Meltrouge, the god of the forest.

Unlike the God of the commonly believed, I hear that the God of the Forest has strict commandments. There are still tribes in some other countries that believe in the gods of the forest. It seems that the temple of Meltrouge, the god of such forests, must be built in a 'place never exposed to wind and rain'.

Therefore, it was built in the back of the cave - in a place where there was no rain storm.

Though I have no idea why there is this magic book here and the woman in the Art was ice pickled.

I close the door to the basement for a moment and carpet it. That alone made me dust again and choked gently in.

Now it's back to normal and there shouldn't be anything wrong with it.

"Phew..."

Sit back in a chair while suppressing feelings of deviation, spreading a magic book on your desk.

If you are a great wise man serving His Majesty the Emperor, you can probably read it like this. But my language skills don't tell me anything. I can see as many simple words as "flame" or "moon," but that's all.

or have someone decipher this - it is the pinnacle of stupidity.

You can't let anyone know you have an Art Book or anything. In the current situation, where even a fake one is traded for a lot of money, there would undoubtedly be thieves in if they were known to have a real Art of Art sorcery book. If it's a real Art book, it's worth about 5,000 pieces of gold.

I mean, nobody should know about this until I decipher this magic book.

Then I'll have to decipher it myself.

"Okay."

Get up and keep going. I'm going to the next room.

The next room was originally Brother Edward's. I was going to make it my room because I ran off with my neighbor's bakery daughter and dazzled her whereabouts. It's about three times bigger than the room I was in.

That's what I thought if we were here, we'd be able to drill magic fully. That's why I brought the sorcery books I used at the college, a little specialty book and other sorcery-related materials.

Though I had never imagined the Territory's finances would be this terrible. If I keep doing this, instead of studying magic, I'll be in a situation where I don't even know what to eat tomorrow.

Ever since I was a kid, I never thought I was a wealthy family, but I never thought I was in such a deficit.

"Uh... this is it"

Take the Ancient Art Dictionary out of my luggage like that.

It is a dictionary compiled by researchers that covers the words of ancient Arv. Slightly heavy it is also something that everyone who enters the college must purchase. For once, there was ancient Art in the class.

With this, we might be able to decipher it somehow.

Return again to the office and place the dictionary next to the Art of Magic book.

The presence of Art's sorcery book is so enormous that it can't even beat a thick dictionary. peculiar witchcraft - situated at the extreme of witchcraft. Having it in my hands raises my exaltation all at once.

By deciphering this, understanding it, identifying its essence, and sublimating it within myself, I can handle idiosyncratic magic.

Sit in a chair and get in the mood for yourself.

Challenge me to decipher this unknown magic book.

"Do it...!

The Earl of Fleetberg, where I had to succeed abruptly, has a huge deficit.

If we don't do some kind of golden measure from now on, the territory won't turn. That's what farmers who can't get past the winter may get aroused, they can't pay private soldiers and they may disband.

But I don't care now, such as the situation in such a territory.

Now I'm just as a mage going for one abyss.

I, Jin Fleetberg, challenge the Art Book of Magic...