Archmage Transcending Through Regression Chapter 121

Episode 121

– That guy was complicated.

said Thoth.

He said that even among the apostles of Asar like himself, Root was a particularly difficult and complex one.

Thoth, the guardian of the tomb, was one of the few that we managed to capture.

He unraveled the information with occasional wide-eyed smiles.

Like the location of Asar’s tomb.

It’s the characteristics of each of the apostles who protect that place….

However, the reason he solved the information about the tomb was simple.

because it is no longer usable.

It was possible to speak out because it was impossible to write.

Information about the route was also only heard after the tomb was destroyed and the sacred object disappeared.

‘…A complicated root.’

I looked at him, reminiscing.

The illusion that imitated Qom’s appearance slowly dissipated.

and the appearance.

“He’s a fun guy.”

He was a boy with a somewhat tired impression.

The age that looks like right now is about 15 years old.

Dark shadow under the eyes.

Skinny wrists were exposed under the gray sleeves.

Root, who was looking at me with interest, suddenly asked.

“When did you notice?”

“I noticed right away. Didn’t you switch with him when it was foggy for a while?”

As is the case with Gerton’s Labyrinth.

The process of changing space is accompanied by brief dizziness and confusion of spatial senses.

When it was at its worst, Root took the place of Qom.

“By the way, where is Kum-sama…?”

“I went back to the entrance. I mean, before I came here. That is all that was allowed to that child.”

“Is that so.”

“That child didn’t have the qualifications to challenge. …Well, everyone in Gerton is like that.”

Root said that and smiled bitterly.

Then he glanced over my shoulder.

“So how long are you going to stay still?”

[…] …The damn route.]

I summoned Set.

She showed up grunting with an expression of disapproval.

Root said happily.

“Hey, how long has this been?”

[I’ve never counted anything like that.]

“I guess so. I still counted until 2000, but after that it was difficult.”

Root said that and shrugged his shoulders.

Then he looked at me with dark, dark eyes.

“Anyway, welcome challenger. You have successfully discovered the secret of the tomb under my care. I don’t think he showed any signs of digging up a secret.”

“Because I found some useful records.”

“If it’s a good record…Thoth?”

“That’s right.”

It’s a lie.

But since the guardian of the tomb can’t go outside anyway, he won’t even know that this is a lie.

Then he laughed as if he was having fun.

“under! Thoth Must have made an uncharacteristic mistake! That kind of thing was a thorough guy.”

“Wouldn’t there have been several circumstances? As a result, I got valuable information, so it’s good.”

“That’s right. Besides, just because you read the records doesn’t mean you can attack the tomb with certainty.”

He was simply convinced.

I don’t know if he was really convinced or pretended to be.

“There is no doubt that you acquired the two gods in a legitimate way. furthermore…”

A frown came to his eyes.

“It’s not just the divine things. World Tree Hekau…Other powers also acquired. But they don’t even play separately.”

[of course. Nephthys and I didn’t admit it for nothing.]

“Why are you so proud?”

[Of course you should be proud. The only thing we can hope for is Mikhail.]

“Hmm.”

At Set’s words, Root looked at me with strange eyes as if judging me.

“It is the only hope against the Demon God…Certainly, it is a great thing to be recognized by two of the apostles. Besides, it seems that Hekau and Yggdrasil also acknowledged it.”

“I think I am qualified.”

“What would it be? Definitely enough qualifications. but…”

Root told me.

“Qualifications and trials are separate things.”

“Separate. It’s a situation where the Great Devil has sneaked in and is working secretly to destroy you.”

“I know that. But rules are rules. You can’t go against it just because the situation is critical.”

Does it come out like that too?

But it was an expected answer, so I didn’t ask or ask.

Root is basically a principleist.

I’ve heard that even if the sacred object is in danger of being destroyed, that principle will never be broken.

‘There’s nothing I can gain if I try harder here.’

There is nothing more pointless than making an emotional appeal to a fundamentalist.

then.

“great. So, are the contents of the ordeal decided?”

“It was decided. Originally.”

“…hmm?”

Does it mean that the original has changed?

“Originally, it would have been an ordeal to interpret the labyrinth and properly arrive at the place where the sickness is, but the problem is…As you said, that damn demon destroyed the ordeal system.”

“That’s right.”

“So, unexpectedly, the method of the ordeal has changed a bit.”

He said that and stretched out his hand.

A faint light shimmered in her hand, and the light slowly began to take the shape of a certain letter.

Intuitively.

“…Sick of it.”

“that’s right. My sacred object < Labyrinth >.”

Root laughed.

“It is a principle to give trials, so you have to give them trials. But the devil bitch intervened, right? Then let’s change the content to something nicer.”

“That word.”

“Meyril is interpreting my labyrinth and trying to forcefully break through it. I mean I don’t like that. And here it is, it’s divine…”

Root continued.

“Here is the authority of the labyrinth itself.”

“her.”

At this point, I had a rough idea of what I was going to say.

“If there is a side that pierces at will, of course you need a side that blocks it as well.”

“yes.”

“It could be a great test just to defend against the Prime Evil’s ‘interpretation’.”

“Hey, that makes sense.”

Root nodded his head as if he liked my words.

“Please lend me your authority for a moment. If you do a good job blocking Mayril, the sick thing will be yours.”

“great.”

An offer with no reason to refuse.

If fucking Meylil is an ordeal in itself, I would rather welcome it with open arms from my side.

[therefore…To sum up, the theme of this ordeal is a confrontation between a spear and a shield, right?]

“That’s right.”

After answering that, Root looked at me and asked.

“So, challenger. Do you have the confidence to become an impenetrable shield?”

“However much.”

doesn’t break through?

no, that’s not enough

I will break the spear itself.

* * *

That time.

Merrill was with the warchief.

The warchief stared blankly into space with blurry eyes.

“…Is it yet?”

His consciousness had already been almost engulfed by Mayril.

It is different from the time of the church.

Unlike back then, the warchief’s mind was completely under her control.

“It will take a little while.”

Mayril stroked his face gently.

At that, the warchief nodded blankly.

The warchief tried to think.

I wondered if something was weird right now.

But that thought quickly disappeared.

It’s as if my head is wrapped in a fog.

what you wanted to do

what else did you do

As time goes by, those things fade.

“Marian.”

“Say yes. Warchief.”

“Am I doing the right thing? As you said, if the seal on the sacred ground is lifted and Root stands up…“

Gerten’s status will rise.”

said Marian no Mayril with a deceitful smile.

But the warchief didn’t see it.

Then Mayrille said.

“Look, Warchief. Elder of Gerton…You heard the senior guides talking.”

“Yeah it was.”

Most of the senior guides welcomed the warchief’s will.

Unlike before, the will to actively spread the faith of Root.

they agreed to it.

…Except for one.

“But Kum…”

Senior Guide Qum.

He opposed his will to the end. As if that wasn’t the case, he desperately tried to convince himself, the warchief.

And he was furious with the very fact that Qum was trying to convince him.

Even if he was a high-ranking guide, he thought he was ignoring himself as the warchief.

But for some reason, even those feelings are faintly felt now.

“I am…”

“It’s okay.”

Meiril whispered, covering the warchief’s mouth as he tried to say something.

“It was the old man who was wrong. You did nothing wrong. Rather, as warchief, you should prove your authority by beheading the old man.”

“iced coffee…”

“Think about it. The humiliation suffered by that goddamn old man of the church…”

I remembered slowly.

fast.

Then my teeth broke.

“…Yes, I will not forget.”

Hatred burned.

That’s right, shouldn’t we see the faith of the church government being trampled under the foot of the guerten?

who is the real god

Which one is right.

And then.

“But Warchief.”

Meiril whispered at the point when the hatred rose to the top of her head.

“After checking, it seems that the old man named Qum is stuck with the enemy outside?”

“…what?”

“A warrior of the kingdom.”

Mayrille laughed bitterly.

The warchief’s eyes widened.

Of course, the information that the ‘hero’ entered the gut has already reached their ears.

And the preparations for it are all over.

‘I’m blocking the passage to the tomb, and this idiot has already completely taken over.’

She had no idea that there was an ‘other passage’ to the Guardian of the Tomb.

Therefore, of course, it was assumed that there was no other direction for the warrior to go.

‘All I have to do is use this idiot to chase rabbits.’

Thinking about that, she smiled pleasantly.

There are not a few outsiders and guides who come to Gurton to tour.

If you use them as a shield to oppress the hero and his companions.

‘I win this time.’

cold smile.

Hiding her thoughts, Mayrille asked him.

“The representative of that abominable religion set foot here. Then what should I do?”

“dare.”

He stood up with bloodshot eyes.

Red hatred fills the blurred eyes.

“How dare you…!”

A voice full of betrayal.

Hearing that, Meiril grinned.

‘As expected, it’s easy.’

Because humans are so stupid.

Meylil was delighted with the victory that was right around her.

But that joy didn’t last long.

– Lord.

a sudden voice.

“What is it all of a sudden?”

-The labyrinth of the tomb that the monarch was working on.

“It was just fine. What is the situation?”

-That is….

Meiril’s attendants hesitated and delayed answering for a while.

But he spoke soon.

– I have a problem.

“problem? What’s the problem?”

-That is….

After a while, Mayril’s face distorted horribly at the words that continued.

“What are you talking about!”

The news I heard from my family was unexpected.

“To hear that the labyrinth I analyzed is being recombined, something like that…!”

– I don’t know. But what should I say….

The household continued.

-Should we say that it seems like they are manipulating the labyrinth from the inside, anticipating our interpretation….

“dog sound! Root gnome is a principled person! I won’t tamper with the labyrinth! As long as you don’t borrow someone else’s power…!”

and that moment.

“…ah.”

Meiril belatedly recalled an existence.

‘Has the hero ever acted according to my thoughts?’

no it wasn’t

Not even once.

Isn’t that why he was withered and dying while being defeated and deprived all the time?

‘no way.’

Mayril desperately turned her head, and soon came to the worst conclusion she could ever imagine.

“…That bastard first touched the labyrinth?”

Better than me, who had arrived months earlier and prepared?

Upon reaching that conclusion, Meiril’s face twisted horribly.

Great mage who transcends by regression