The sight is spreading like time is stationary.
The world in closed paintings. It seems that several of these mysterious spaces are being discovered around the Royal Library of Metanostadt Royal Castle.
What I noticed was a trio of wizards using exploratory magic (Dowsing). The "magic key" needed to get in was analyzed and found by the president of the Magic Society, Sir Apras A. Jill, he said.
"Who the hell created this place for what"
The Duke of Nollard opened his mouth pompously. I hear the quiet gentleman is also surprised by the boulders. The expression on his blue and white face in noble clothes remains the same, but he looks around.
"I don't know either, but... it's not a magical junction or anything"
It is not a space isolated by the junction. Should we also call it a place where the world and the phases have slightly misaligned?
I peek at Lentomia, but it doesn't look like I know a clear answer.
When I flaunt my shoulders, I show my three wizards, my forefathers, a bare gesture to ask for explanations.
Nevertheless, the three wizards don't seem confident either.
Then this space has no known purpose or purpose. We don't even know how long it's been around.
But... I recognize you.
- Library junction.
Behind the bookshelves of the Royal Library. It was also a "secret space" closed in this way, usually in an area where valuable books of off-limits were kept.
That's where I met the spirit of the girl, the predecessor of the fairy Metius (...), behind a maze-like bookshelf.
A girl scattered all over a neatly lined book - a residual thought of Princess Metius. Fragmented memories, thoughts of losing a place to go, and souls were connected by a sister princess.
"... it means something. In this space."
An unknown space about who created it really reminds me of that library junction.
"Sage Grecas, but it's kind of too pretty, I'm a little scared."
"Ah. It's quiet, beautiful, and free of any filth (injury). It's a beautiful place like a church chapel."
Speaking of which, the soul of the fairy Metius's predecessor, the late princess, gradually lost her memory of her lifetime as she lived in the library juncture, and ended up transforming herself into another figure, another personality.
Was it really my magical power that turned me into Metius the Fairy...? and now the question arose.
Wasn't that due to the power of will, which Princess Metius herself, who had a handicapped leg, wished to "twinkle freely" and "try to fly freely in the sky"?
Eventually the library junction collapsed without the truth being revealed. Only a result called Methius the Fairy was born.
It's like... rebirth.
If so... this is...
The soul of the dead goes astray, or, midpoint. Isn't it a place in a narrow space, not in this world or the afterlife, also called Purgatory?
It's just an idea and speculation, but I remember that for some reason.
"... I don't know if it makes sense, but I feel like some kind of willingness. It must be the work of an ancient wizard or something older than that."
Says the little fat wizard in the earthy cloak. I haven't heard the name, but I care about the end of the story.
"But one thing I can say for sure is that our spirit is now temporarily disconnected from the flesh.... spirit temporarily detached from the flesh, consciousness can exist in this way with clarity. It's a different place than in my dreams."
A female wizard, Sheesha, cut the fire. of the Elves in the Quarter. She tells a little cold things, but not that she doesn't like communication.
"It would be nice to watch the sheep without anyone disturbing you here."
Sure, our bodies may be standing in front of the painting right now.
A skinny young wizard in a green robe, Longgat rises from his chair.
"It really has nothing to do with physical pain! 'Cause I've had a stomachache since this morning... and it doesn't hurt at all when I'm here!
"... Longgut, your body, you might be 'taking a leak' by now"
A quarter-elf witch puts a little distance from Longgat.
"Ugh!? Don't say anything you don't like, Sheesha."
So I realized there was a Lentomia.
"Is that it? Your bodies weren't before the painting, though. Is there another entrance?
"Yes, it is. This' Shepherd and Meadow Room '… we call it though. The entrance here leads to two places: the' painting 'in the aisle leading to the library, and the' old door 'at the penetration of the second floor of the castle."
I let Longgat show me a map written on paper. There's a view of the castle and what I said was the floor plan of the room. There's a red mark on it, and "Blue Fountain" and "The Beach at dusk" and other space-like names are written on it.
"At the entrance that leads to the other spaces, there is a rumor that there will be ghosts out by the guard control room on the first basement floor."
"Well, it's complicated with multiple entrances and spaces."
"The one who gets lost without knowing is about to come out."
"Oh, there's that, I'm sure"
Lentomia chuckles.
Maybe it's an event that leads to stories like people disappearing or ghosts going in and out.
When he noticed, the Duke of Norard stared at a point outside through the window of the cabin.
"The Duke of Norard?
"... now across the sheep, it's like someone was... walking"
"No way?"
I look out, too, but I can't see anything.
"... no, I don't see anything"
"Sure, just now. Lord Grecas, look, there it is... a child...?
"Duke, the joke is..."
My spine just gets a little cold.
Even if I look at it, there's just a blue sky and a bunch of immobile sheep out there.
The reaction of the Sovereign Kingdoms (circles) has also detected a small amount of "looseness" in space, but not so much an anomaly.
"I'm scared, is it a ghost?
The fairy Metius scares me, but it's an interesting joke.
"Hahahaha... no, but sure, this place is a mental body that got in like us... Or maybe something like a soul comes through once in a while, huh?
"Mm-hmm. I don't know, I don't feel comfortable. Well, you guys are fine."
"Originally, I'm a wizard who checks holes in caves and well digging... so I'm surprisingly fine"
Longgat laughs bitterly.
Even though it's a salon recommended by the head of the Magic Society, it's going crazy. Lentomia is also softening.
And that was then.
"- Ooh?... Ooh? Is this...?
I heard a voice from my hip porch.
It was "The Stone of the Wise (Nice)" that was sneaky. It's a thousand years old ghost that was containment - a proxyan choral.
Gatekeeper, the gatekeeper that once led to different spaces in Hikarika Mina.
The Duke of Nollard changed the color of his eyes and looked at this one.
I had no choice but to take the black stone out of my hip pouch and put it on my palm.
Fairy Metius hates this ghost, so he takes his distance and sits on Lentomia's shoulder.
"You, I told you to keep quiet, didn't you?
But no way.
Actually, don't you have this kind of "mysterious space" knowledge?
'Don't say that, Grekaas. I'll see you in real life! Oh, I miss it here. You know... it's not one of the "Between Prayers."
Without further ado, Proxyan Coral uttered unfamiliar words.
"Of prayer... between?
'Even so. Compress your soul into crystals in order to travel through eternal time. Unzip it. Such souls, spirits, memories... etc. Information that makes up the human body. The wishes of these people... are like a room to pray and shape the next flesh (...) "
"And you know what!?
What I did inadvertently throws up the lines of the wise men.
It's usually pompous and useless, but the words uttered by this ancient ghost were convincing.
"Guffum? Guffu, you want to hear it? Oh? Sounds like you want to hear it? Then listen, the rest... of the wisdom of the ancients... in the great river of flowing knowledge, in the words of the great magical descendants...!
Soon the magnificent old ghost moved around inside the black 'Sage Stone'.
Continued