Using My God Skill “Breathing” to Level Up, I Will Challenge the Dungeon of the Gods

Promise I made with Mr. Martina.

It was about getting a book of magic.

The inn room I'm renting, the dining table.

Right now, a messenger from Mr. Martina is sitting in front of us. I'm an old gentleman who feels different from Mr. Jiji.

Smiling and smiling, she is drinking the tea she received at the inn service.

"Hey, I'm sorry. I'm suddenly interrupting... For once, I thought it would be better if I contacted you... It's my bad habit to act as soon as I think about it."

He who speaks well.

Me and Prine laughing bitterly.

"Well, it's quick, but it's what Martina left you"

The messenger pulled the crate out of his large luggage and placed it on the table.

"This is the Book of Enchantment of Time."

The messenger who opens the crate. Inside was a black fitted book as thick as a dictionary.

Please, I was advised to take it. [M] The moment I turn the cover, the messenger says.

"Don't worry, it's not a book like - it freaks out when you read it"

"I was surprised the other way around!?

It's bad for the heart.

I'll turn around. Yeah. I have no idea. Letters I've never even seen are spelled out extensively. And it sounds like a different language from page to page. It's like there's no unity. Some pages have a surprising flow of twinkling brushes that are not sure if they are letters or not.

Sometimes there are illustrations that don't make sense. Could it be a monster, depicting a human with a large sunflower blooming in the area equivalent to his face, or a conical organism that produced a large number of tentacles? Creepy.

Along the way, there are many blank pages. I thought, occasionally letters? Shapes? are described.

The last page is obviously out on the way. The letters that were surprisingly inscribed all the way around the middle of the page had abruptly disappeared.

No, this.

I guess he looked like that. Look at me. The messenger laughs.

"I read it, too, but it didn't make sense"

"Ma, it's not what I read in the first place. Yes, Prine."

"Thank you, Ra. Excuse me."

And I gave it to Prine.

"Use this one too"

The messenger, on the table, placed about ten more books of the same thickness as The Book of Enchantment of Time.

"It's a translation of the Book of the Wizard of Time,"... "

"Translation books?

"Yes. As you can see, The Book of Wizards of Time is complex and cryptic in content and cannot be read alone. Therefore, it needs to be translated by the reader."

But the messenger goes on.

"Only about 1/10 of the total has yet been translated. It also doesn't necessarily translate correctly. We have co-translated it to Mackenzie wizards, magicians, researchers and scholars, and that's all that's left over thirty years."

"Are you serious..."

Isn't Martina, who gave me this, unwilling to let Prine read it...?

You read my question, says the messenger.

"The more you sell it, the more valuable it is to be able to live a lifetime of freedom"

You can change it for money, you mean?

"Please make sure you sell it to us."

However, it is forbidden to place it on the market. I see.

"But Master Martina said: I was wondering if Master Prine would translate everything correctly."

The prine is seriously reading the "Book of Enchantment of Time" I received.

I stopped my hands, which were turning flat, and tilted my neck.

I knew you wouldn't understand, the messenger with the face. I thought so, too. But...

"This... the page number of the lie is shaken...?

"Oh, seriously?

"Probably, but I think the only reason the language used is different from page to page is because the pages are scattered. I shuffled what I wrote once, and I reshaped the page, maybe. One chapter at a time, I have all the languages, I feel."

The messenger said, with a face that sees something horrible.

"Let it be, you're right...... That is how it is written in the translation book…. Hey, I'm surprised. It took us a year to figure that out..."

"But how did you tear it apart..."

"Not mean?

"Hmmm...... I think there was a reason I had to tear it apart. Normally, I just read it in an orderly fashion, even if I translate it all, I don't get the right knowledge, or..."

"If you translate it all correctly and read it, don't you learn magic?

"Really? But you don't just have to read it, you have to understand. The fragmented pages are like that, I feel, I feel."

"To make the reader understand, I tore it apart......?

On the contrary, it seems incomprehensible….

"So, what's written on this, the back page, is the preface, is it?

"A preface is supposed to be the first one to write, isn't it? It's twisted, its author"

"I'm sure this is what you need to understand."

Prine is sweet.

"So, what does it say? Can you read it?"

"Uh...

- Time is a continuum of 'now' that continues incessantly. Being a 'now' continuum means that 'now' is affecting the future. And vice versa. If the future is a stack of 'now', then the past can also be counted backwards from 'now'.

I have not already experienced the completed future as a reality. The world we observe and create becomes the future.

Because. "

"It's natural that now is affecting the future. But you can count backwards to the past?

"What does it mean that the world this author sees and makes will be the future..."

Two wizards with necks.

The messenger, then, said. Stand up.

"I will now be at your leisure. God bless your adventures."

We get up and say hello, too.

"Say hello to Mr. Martina"

"Oh, thank you!

A lighter messenger of luggage turned around, trying to leave the room.

Smile gently, say.

"And one more thing. Martina was terribly concerned about the relationship between the two of you afterwards - but I understand very well. May there be blessings to Lady Rana and Lady Prine"

Me and Prine looked at each other and laughed.

Then I look at the messenger, and I nod.

"Yes, thank you"

"Yeah, happy"

Now it's time to open the door and leave, Mr. Messenger.

Thus we have the Book of the Wizard of Time. We still didn't know that this would lead us to a story we were prepared for.