The elegant daily routine of sage Grecas - here we go with a lovely 'Sage Hall' life!

"The Monument of Wisdom left a letter in the Millennium Library?

"Isn't it natural to think so..."

Me and Metius are slowly walking and having conversations dressed up in the wind looking for the remains and anomalies of "Monolith of Wisdom".

Exploring new books (...) in the dreaded Search Magic (Ggol) found something like a "letter" placed unnaturally.

Would it be more accurate to say that it fell there as if it had strayed, rather than the bookcase of the Millennium Library (Southern Library), which exists in different spaces?

Usually, when a book or letter is born somewhere, the contents are eventually readable by Search Magic (Ggore). But this letter was not how it worked. As if it had been thrown through a window, it appeared neglectfully between the bookcases.

"It's also possible that a magic ceremony has been planted. Let's be discreet here."

"Yes."

Operating the tactical information display (tactics) with gaze guidance to disconnect it from other resident magic groups.

Resident Magic Groups are magic that are ready to be used, such as "Sage's Boundary" and "Sovereign's Boundary (Circular)."

The text of the letter is displayed in a tactical information display (tactics) after being placed in a stand-alone excitation state (stand-alone) so as not to have any other effect.

"... What's this?

The contents were written in the same language as the letters depicted on the surface of "Monolith of Wisdom". Looks like some sort of simple line of text from what I've seen.

The grammar is different for a magic ceremony in the first place. The letters are ancient languages, but the contents written are close to bullets like the report.

The front section has broken letters, but can be read in the second half.

"Letter... sounds like some kind of note, doesn't it?

"Right. It doesn't seem dangerous, but given the letters and timing used, I'm pretty sure it's a message from Monolith."

"Then I need to let you all know!

"Don't panic, Meti." Search Magic "is a secret magic known only to Lentomia and Metti."

"But what are you going to do if it's some horrible teaser?

"... first I will look at the contents and then I will judge"

Talk to Lentomia after this. But all of a sudden, if Lord Valikerius, the head of the Magic Corps, or Philagalia, the chief of operations, were informed of this, they would ask me where the hell I had purchased the information from.

That way they will be nursed that the power of the wise is the magic of the grey zone.

Tastes bad.

That's very unsavory. Search magic (Gogol) would be the magic that intelligence would want so much that they could get their hands out of their throats. It's convenient magic, secrets and everything.

Depending on the way you think, for the kingdom, on the other hand, my usage value will increase, and I will never be able to act freely again. You are likely to be severely confined and imprisoned.

Besides, it is perceived as the greatest threat to hostile forces in other countries. Then an assassin will be sent in and the family will be harmed.

I am only a "somewhat knowledgeable young man" and although I may be suspicious of my origins, I must defend my position as a wizard with sometimes convenient knowledge and flashes...

Or, if you just found out, here's Sir Balikerius saying, "Good burning!" and could be burned to death.

"... so is that."

Fairy Metius shares my thoughts and feelings and clouds my expression.

Needless to say, I've never met the same user of Search Magic (GOAL) as I did before.

Metanostadt, virtually the largest nation in this world. Even the president of the Magic Society does not know of this magical existence unless it is even listed in the Magic Daiichi of the roster that is in that Magic Society.

Nevertheless, there may be people who are too special but never speak, and use magic to enhance their own knowledge and abilities while holding magical secrets. However, it would be difficult to judge by appearance, detection of magic fluctuations, etc.

I decide to read the fragments of the text sent by Monolith from the readable part using Translation Magic (Yakutus). Leave it to Metius to continue deciphering the difficult parts.

But as soon as I started reading it, I was enveloped with a feeling similar to my eyesight. Because the content was shocking.

"This is... oh, my God"

"Sage Grecas......!

I mean hard to read, but this was what it said.

"Dimensional Fault Submersible Explorer, Panspermuir.

Paradise Invasion Plan (...), Advance Investigation Record No. 892

Personality for control, quantum mirror complex (...) Reported by Colonel Dasmarda.

Abbreviation

Tracking from the dimensional fault eaten and torn by the last superdragon drasilia, dimensional infiltration is ongoing.

Carefully track crushing passage marks at the space-time interface.

Abbreviation

- Emergency transmission. Emergency transmission.

After a depth dimensional fault navigation of about 876,000 absolute hours, we finally reached the stable dimensional area.

Possible "New Heaven and Earth" that our "House of Lost Light" was looking for.

Abbreviation

Successful intrusion within the stability dimension via space-time crushing traces by Superdragon Drasilia.

After reaching the stable space, start the observation. However, the external sensor is abnormal and does not function.

However, it detects abnormal magic fluctuations and detects abnormalities in the external temperature and atmospheric composition.

Abbreviation

Immediately after, contact was confirmed by a heterogeneous species (...).

But unfortunately we were looking for,

Survival of the Holy Sword Fleet (...) Unlike the human species (...).

It makes contact with [magic for capturing biological devices] applied to the exterior.

It seems intelligent to understand shapes, but it doesn't fit.

This ensures local spikes through contact... cannot be used as agents. In the first place, it seems that this is not a land where mankind can live.

- Alert!

External temperatures are soaring!

He's under attack! Self-defense system endurance exceeded

(henceforth, illegible) '

"This is Monolith's Activity Record (log)...!

Stunned by too many shocks. Definitely an activity record left by Monolith from the content.

I know you tried to communicate for the last time, but you were held back by the isolation junction. I can only assume that the information flowed into my millennium library (the Southern Library) where I was observing...

Knowing who the object is is is a great gain. On the other hand, horrified by the knowledge of the contents, the scrupulous fear precipitates to the bottom of my heart.

The remnants of The Millennium Empire (Southern Pedia), which should have perished.

As you can see from what it says about the Paradise Invasion Plan, this is clearly an invasion craft sent in by surviving humans in the other world (...).

If you had touched that one, you would have ruled your brain as a spider and tailored it to an operative.

Destruction still seemed right.

"Are you saying that someone was on board inside?

"No... no. This is not biological. It says quantum mirror complex (quantum copy). I mean... you saw it on the relic of the Holy Sword Battleship, right? It's just human consciousness copied into a crystal-type storage device."

"Certainly of a lady named Aeri Mesari......!

"Ah. Same. Or it's like" Eight Treasures "that sealed your soul in an object. It's the end of a lost magic system where you can abandon your flesh and live with your soul alone."

Aeri Mesari's notebook, a girl who saw the end of the world that she lived a thousand years ago.

And the activity records that Monolith destroyed this time have something in common with the letters used.

"But these are the people who were planning the invasion. You don't have to pity me."

I told him to throw up unexpectedly.

"Sage Grecas, the previous part of the sentence, part of the destroyed string, has been deciphered."

"Mm...?

As I followed the string of letters, there was still a fractionally readable part of the collapsed letters. That one seems to be like a diary written down by the mental body.

This was written there.

"- It's all about darkness, darkness, darkness that goes on everywhere.

Think of my homeland closed to despair in order to stay sane.

A world of extreme cold, devastated by superdragons, with no air or light.

A man-made earth that barely connects crushed planets to fragments of the world.

The home of people's souls - just waiting for death, which must be converted into immense magic and maintained by crushing them little by little every day as a catalyst.

Isn't living in a prison built of cursed magic that uses souls any different from the hell you're going to die for?

Raw only in the dark, desperate "Underground Sacred Palace"...

Still, I... Dasmarda must succeed in this mission with a mission.

Five billion people abandoned and forgotten during the collapse of the world, like us.

With the collapse of the stars, 70% of them died.

The remnants magically connected huge rock masses wandering through the darkness. But in the process, another 20% had to give their lives.

A subordinate who survived with that much sacrifice.

We have survived at the bottom of darkness, sinking into cold, hunger and despair.

Every day, the world is maintained while transforming the human soul into magic.

The remaining mankind has now cut 100 million.

That is our House of Lost Light.

Everything...... if you don't migrate, you will perish.

Hate, find a new heaven and earth (...) towards the Holy Sword Battleship, destroy its clan, but.

I can't help but curse them.

Only the selected 300,000 elites said they went for New Heaven and Earth (...) on the Holy Sword Battleship.

I cut off only the beautiful world and ran away.

However... we deserve this.

It produced an abominable dragon of doom, burning down and destroying the world itself.

It is the inevitable punishment of a foolish magical arrogance.

It is our sin to be arrogant, stained with desire, a mankind that has grown in thought to be equal to God.

To spark the vast magic that will fly this ship to the other world.

The magicians used another 50 million lives as a catalyst.

Thinking of life broken down to the spiritual child and its despair, I'm going to figure it out.

Darkness, darkness, darkness that lasts everywhere.

Maybe we don't have a future.

At least, I just want to see it now.

Still, the cobalt-colored ocean of our time...

"Oh... I should have read it"

Driven by intense regret.

It was a bittersweet monologue of the spiritual body enclosed in the "Monolith of Wisdom" until it was heavy and painful. From the desperate world destroyed by Superdragon Drasilia, this "Monolith of Wisdom" came after all.

Survival...... Survival of mankind that produced superdragon drasilia.

When I think about that carelessness, my chest tightens.

Whether the space-time journey traced to "The Monolith of Wisdom" came from the world immediately after its destruction by Superdragon Drasilia, or from the world parallel to the present "millennium later" in which we live… it cannot be judged.

Either way, you must have reached the end of a distracting journey.

"New Heaven and Earth...... Did you want to emigrate people here?

"No, you won't"

Slightly, compassion tightens his chest.

"If it's true that you spent 50 million lives just sending in these metal piles, it's an adventure that doesn't fit the bill. In the first place, you can't let the people who flatten that out know about this world"

"That's right, sage Grecas"

"... this was good. There's never going to be anything like this again."

Groaning to tell himself, the fairy gently leaned against his cheek.

But I carried another big secret.

I cannot report this story to the Kingdom.

Fortunately, it is not wrong in the sense of aggression and there has been no change in terms of continued surveillance and vigilance.

But if we learn about the existence and secrets of search magic (Gogol), we could lose our current status and lives.

Or even now, if I abandoned 'search magic' and didn't know anything... would I have been glad?

For a while, he was watching the world trees as the wind swept across the wetlands.

"At times like this, wouldn't it make you feel easier to tell someone?

"Oh. I can't wait to bald out of stress."

"Already..."

Fairy Metius spills a crunch and a grin.

A good person to talk to is limited to Lentomia, who knows the existence of search magic, but still feels much easier than not being there.

"It's Lentomia or Metti who wants you to talk to."

"It's a pleasure for me to share a secret."

Continued