Drug-Eating Genius Mage

A Genius Wizard Who Takes Medicine Episode 976:

Library of Darkness (4)

A path opened with a suggestion as to whether an interpretation of the strange characters is necessary.

A dark passage created when a huge bookshelf splits in all directions.

On top of a huge hill of information made up of all kinds of books and parchments, someone was standing with his back turned, silently moving his hands.

“….”

It’s a skeleton wearing old rags.

Compared to the other librarians who manage the library, it is shabby and unsightly, and it looks as if it will collapse at any moment.

The eye light that leaks through the skull is also weak and faint compared to other librarians.

Movement so slow and static that one cannot even be sure whether intelligence exists. Hand gestures that are machine-like and lack will or passion.

He is standing with his back turned, holding a quill in his bony hand and writing something on a book.

Click, click, click….

The idea of renting a book occurred to me in an instant.

In that case, the author must be a librarian whose role is to lend books from this library.

Lennok walked carefully, stood behind the skeleton, and slowly opened his mouth.

“Excuse me.”

[….]

“I’d like to borrow a book.”

[….]

“….”

If you think about it, skeletons don’t have eardrums.

Just as Lennok was wondering if he should write it down and show it in writing instead of words, the skeleton turned its head.

The skeleton glanced over its shoulder at Lennok and spoke in a low voice.

[Skull Quiz.]

“…What?”

Lennok asked back with a bewildered expression at the sudden remark that did not go well with the heavy bass tone.

[Guess what I’m doing.]

But the skeleton still didn’t stop scribbling with his quill.

For a moment, the blurry light in Lennok’s eyes seemed to be scanning the several grimoires in his hand.

[If you answer correctly, I will allow you to borrow the other books you brought as well.]

“….”

The Dark God Magician and the Hellfire Fantasy Palace that Lennok brought back while wandering around the library.

Are you saying that you will also allow me to borrow those two books from the library?

A conversation that is only possible if you know from the beginning that Lennok is trying to rent a celestial technique.

After thinking that far, Lennok raised his head and pondered before asking.

“What happens if I don’t get the answer right?”

[You should help me organize the books.]

The skeleton answered in a soft bass voice.

[The task is to classify and organize the grimoires and books in the library. “There is so much of it that I am unintentionally getting help from other people.”

“…Then what about all those librarians?”

[They are kind people who enjoy fun quizzes and personally help me.]

“….”

Are the skeleton librarians actually people who were trapped without being able to borrow books from the library?

Although I thought it was not an ordinary subspace, it was the first time that a penalty was imposed on renting books.

“I’ve never heard of a special fee being required to rent a grimoire.”

Lennok said, tilting his head.

“Does everyone have to go through similar procedures to borrow a book?”

[no. This is because the technique you are renting is too heavy and requires time to work on.]

The skeleton answered with a hint of laughter in his voice.

[I also need a little entertainment as I have to stop what I was doing and help you.]

“….”

I don’t know why, but it seemed like some kind of effort was needed to borrow the book.

And this skeleton was telling Lennok that if he answered the quiz, he would be allowed to borrow the book.

The attitude of the skeleton who suddenly suggests a quiz to Lennok, who is visiting the library for the first time, is also absurd.

What may be even more strange is that the skeleton’s hands move very naturally between the parchment and the book.

A strange look, as if he didn’t lose focus even for a moment while talking with Lennok.

square.

The skeleton, who seemed to have just finished his work, put down his pen and then turned completely towards Lennok and spoke.

[Now, answer me. What was I really doing just a moment ago?]

What does this skeleton hope for and ask Lennok a question?

It is certain that it is an unusual being, but it is not easy to guess its true feelings.

However, if you have to cooperate with him to rent the astronomical technique, you will eventually have to cooperate with him at least once.

Above all, Lennok already knew the answer to the quiz.

Lennok let out a small sigh and said as he put down the grimoire of Celestial Magic.

“It must have been a translation work to convert a grimoire written in the language of the old world into the language of this world.”

[Hoo. Why do you think that?]

“I know this library has been in existence for several decades, but they are still classifying and organizing books like that.”

Lennok said, glancing at the skeleton librarians busily walking around.

“If we were just organizing the newly brought in grimoires, we wouldn’t need that many librarians. “One possibility I can think of is… it would be if the information inside the library is constantly being updated.”

[….]

“I was just thinking that if the contents of the grimoires inside the library were being continuously updated, it would be a task of rewriting information that already exists rather than updating the books.”

Lennok’s gaze shined sharply as he looked at the floating skeleton.

“More than anything, you asked me if I needed an interpretation of the grimoire. Wasn’t that because you were in charge of translating the strange characters written in the grimoire?”

[That’s right.]

At that moment, I felt as if the skeleton’s answer was extremely powerful.

[The transmission and spread of knowledge can never be accomplished without the connection between language and letters. Therefore, translation is a very important task in conveying the disconnected time.]

“….”

[Understanding the languages of the two worlds, examining the cultures and customs of both worlds, and translating and transcribing them with appropriate nuance. A complex and profound task that values the original more than anything else, but can never ignore the translator’s subjectivity and values.] The

skeleton, smiling happily, stretched out his hand toward the magic book of celestial magic.

[Bring the grimoire. I will personally translate this great celestial technique for you.]

“Here it is.”

As Lennok turned the pages of the grimoire, the skeleton gently swept down the cover of the book.

[It’s been quite a while since I’ve touched something… Did it feel like this?]

“Is there still some sense of touch in my hand, with only the bony joints remaining?”

[No…]

The skeleton spoke with a faint voice.

[You can feel the remaining soul memories.]

“Soul memories?”

The skeleton did not answer Lennok’s question any further.

He simply raised the quill again, opened the astral magic book, and started writing down new letters.

Crunchy.

Every time the quill gently scrapes the paper of the grimoire, a noise resounds softly, like peeling fruit.

The contents of the grimoire, which were written in strange, unrecognizable characters, gradually change into understandable content.

The process of translating by overwriting existing strange characters and converting them into the common characters of the continent.

[Celestial Magic: The Model Garden is originally an object that was degraded by interpreting Chicheon’s Heavenly Displacement magic.]

The skeleton spoke in a voice steeped in memories.

[He was the most noble and arrogant ascendant in the second world… and a genius who deserved it.]

“….”

[I tried to read the flow of the sky and stars and keep it in my hands, but even that arrogance was similar to living in the same era. It used to be a great inspiration to these people.]

The skeleton said as he slowly turned the pages.

[In particular, it is safe to say that the model garden of the secret of the heavenly displacement technique he created is the original source of the magnetic realm used by today’s magicians.]

“…The model garden was a power close to the original form of the magnetic realm?”

At that moment, Lennok’s expression hardened slightly at the unexpected information.

The skeleton finished translating the last page in an instant and put down the pen.

widely.

The skeleton covering the grimoire laughed as he handed it back to Lennok.

[He was a great man. And he was a respectable opponent.]

“….”

[As promised a long time ago, I will lend you the Grimoire of Chicheon. Please use it for something beneficial and return it to its proper place.]

The original owner of the celestial magic. Qi Tian (治天), the ascendant of the old world.

Was it a monster that possessed both strength and personality worthy of the fearsome title of ruling the sky?

Why are you explaining the secret story about him at this time?

Why does that ugly skeleton know so much about such secrets?

Feeling the doubt rising in a corner of his mind turn into certainty, Lennok opened the grimoire of astral magic.

====

In the name of Chicheon, who embraces and watches over the sky.

All the stars turn and shine in our hands.

We will create a miniature garden and preserve its beauty forever.

====

The contents of the grimoire, which were unrecognizable just a moment ago, have now been translated into common characters.

At this level, there should be no problem in reading books and learning the principles and theories of techniques.

[Since you answered the quiz correctly, I can translate the other grimoires you brought if you wish.]

The skeleton who handed the grimoire to Lennok gestured gently to the other grimoires.

[Dark God Demonic Art and Hellfire Fantasy Palace. It’s almost completely translated, so you won’t have any trouble understanding it, but if you need help.]

“…No.”

Lennok said that and took out another grimoire from his arms.

“Please translate this book, not another grimoire.”

[Seal of Destiny: Àΰú¿ªÀü]

The skeleton’s answer stopped as he looked at the title of the grimoire.

Lennok asked, looking straight at the skull.

“I want to know the contents of this book.”

An unusual keyword called fate seal. ‘The other side of the fourth’ written in the book.

There is a very high possibility that the contents of this book are related to you in some way.

That’s why Lennok kept the grimoire itself with the intention of stealing it, avoiding the eyes of the skeleton librarian.

However, if the skeleton in front of you is your opponent, there is no point in trying to hide it.

[Oops…]

The skeleton smiled wryly, looking troubled.

For a moment, his blurred eyes seemed to be staring intently at Lennok.

[Rather than reading this grimoire and forgetting it, you brought it before me. It seems you are completely unaffected by the curse of cognitive decline.]

“….”

[I’m sorry, but I cannot translate this book. This is because this is not a book written in the era in which I lived.]

“What does the era in which I lived… mean?”

[You probably already understand.]

The skeleton shook his head.

[This is a book written from the future. It is the reverberation of a memory that should not exist anywhere in the current timeline.]

“….”

[Cause and effect are connected, great cause and effect circulates, and extends toward the infinite future… This is a letter from the other side of non-existence. .]

The skeleton whispered.

[That’s why we can’t own or understand this book. That’s because this library still belongs to this world.]

It’s beyond the future.

Does the skeleton now understand what he said to Lennok?

This means that books from the future are stored in Nox Biblio, an archive that records the old world’s magic.

Just as Lennok was thinking about that fact, the skeleton that put down the Grimoire of Seal of Destiny spoke.

[I’ll put the book back where it first started. Anyway, it is an item that cannot be taken out of the library.]

“….”

[If you wish, you can come back to look at this grimoire whenever you want, as long as you can enter the library.]

The skeleton raised the pen again and looked at the back of the library. pointed.

[The way out is over there. I hope I can see it again within the return deadline.]

With the soft advice, the skeleton turns its back and scribbles with a pen as if it has nothing more to do.

Even though he met and talked to Lennok, he didn’t seem to have any appreciation for him.

It’s as if he doesn’t want to pay much attention to the existence of Lennok.

But that was why Lennok was certain that he knew him.

“….”

Holding the grimoire in one hand, I look at the back of the skeleton.

Should I say something here? Or would it be better to just pretend not to know each other and leave?

It’s definitely not something the skeleton wants to continue the conversation here.

But even knowing this, Lennok was thinking that an opportunity like this might not come again.

Curiosity rather than regret, interest rather than desire grabs hold of one’s feet and does not let go.

I know that the moment I say something, it can’t be undone, but there’s still something I have to do.

“Is it said that translation is the process of connecting two different cultures and languages?”

After making his decision, Lennok opened his mouth.

“In other words, it would be a process of connecting traces that existed in different timelines.”

[….]

“It’s a task of connecting memories from two different worlds. Is that the new answer you have reached in this world?”

[…I don’t know what you’re talking about.]

The skeleton answered in a slow bass voice.

[But you’d better be careful. Time flows in a different way in this library than outside.]

“….”

[There must be someone waiting outside, so do you mind wasting time with me like this?]

“I don’t know how I was able to enter this library. “He didn’t say a word.”

Lennok responded coldly.

“You also didn’t tell me why I found this library.”

[….]

“Let’s stop pretending and talk for a while. You know that you and I remember each other.”

The skeleton librarians who were busy walking around suddenly stopped in place as if dead.

Silence, where the crunching sound of paper and the friction sound of a pen being tilted have disappeared.

Looking at the back of the skeleton buried in the darkness, Lennok called his name.

“Naoise pen.”

Whioooo…!!

A cool wind that shouldn’t blow blows through the mountains.

Lennok slowly raised his magic power while feeling the darkness brushing his cheek.

The skeleton, which had been silent for a while, slowly put down the pen it was holding and turned its back.

[You have no idea about humility and the virtue of modesty.]

Tak!

The eyes of the skeleton that turned towards Lennok were suddenly filled with empty darkness, like the endless darkness of hell.

[Do I really need to teach you personally that there are things you should pretend not to notice?]

“….”

After listening to Oliveira’s explanation about Nox Biblio.

Even after encountering countless skeleton librarians in the dark.

Lennok already knew this as he met the skeleton in front of him to borrow the Celestial Art.

The fact that the skeleton in front of my eyes was a great transcendental who once attempted to ascend to heaven beyond my memories.

A memory of ascension that was used as a meeting place by Lennok and the three religious leaders.

The last of the great transcendents who attempted to ascend to heaven in the second world.

Naoise Fen, a level 9 necromancer.

Lennok was asking him directly about the fact that he was the owner of Nox Biblio.

“Why is an ascendant from the second world acting as a librarian in this subspace?”