Archmage Transcending Through Regression Chapter 410

The great mage who transcends by returning, episode 38

For magicians, if the apex is the highest level of the 10th circle, there is a great magic book in the magic book.

It has its own ego, and enormous knowledge covering the whole world is also latent, and even the power of the great magician is considered to exceed even the average wizard.

Hemp book Remegeton.

It is a creation created by Solomon and a symbol that can be said to be the root of Walpurgis in a way.

“hmm.”

Such Remegeton was in a situation where he succeeded in running away for the first time in Seosaeng today.

I don’t know if it’s the past.

Now, with all the restrictions lifted and free, Remegeton could go anywhere.

I just haven’t moved anywhere else so far because there’s no good reason.

In other words, it also means that if there is a good reason, you can move as much as you like.

“It is truly an honor to meet Tsushima.”

In front of Remegeton, the wizard Kalerios bowed his head.

7th Circle Mage.

Even among wizards, it is a high level that only those blessed with talent can reach.

And if you’re a representative of wizards, you’re sure…Among them, it must be famous or highly popular.

But why?

‘Why are you acting like this?’

Remegeton looked at Kalerios with pitiful eyes.

Being pathetic doesn’t mean that Kalerios’ mind is twisted or something like that.

“What are you wearing that outfit?”

“What do you mean….”

Kalerios tilted his head, then smiled and showed the robe he was wearing.

“Ah, that’s what you mean!”

“Yeah that….”

“You know this robe!”

Kalerios shouted at Lemegeton with his eyes shining.

“In case you don’t know, let me explain! This robe was worn by Mikhail in the process of being selected as a hero after resolving the issues of the kingdom, and it is really scary and cool. In order to make it look as close to the original as possible, we have added several features! However, there is a problem that it is not easy to wear at my age, but I decided to overcome it somehow with grit! This robe is a symbolic object designed to serve Michael as a god….”

“Oh no…sorry for asking that stop talking it’s okay….”

Remegeton slightly averted his gaze at the words that made him feel mad.

Are all wizards like this, or are only the wizards he met insane?

‘Same goes for that damn father.’

Remegeton naturally thought of his father, Solomon, who could be said to be the source of all these problems.

Is it called Wise now?

Either way it doesn’t matter.

The important thing is that he created himself and is the only being in this world who can be called ‘Father’.

“after….”

Remegeton let out a sigh involuntarily.

It’s funny that hemp books, which are said to be the only ones in the world, run away for this reason.

‘What can I do?’

Wasn’t that how it was made?

To put it bluntly, the father who created him this way is the bad one. If I hadn’t had feelings, I wouldn’t have felt this dirty.

what kind of feeling is this

Anyway, Lemegeton was annoyed.

I didn’t know exactly what this emotion was, but I couldn’t stay still.

Then Kalerios asked.

“By the way…Are you all right?”

“What is it all of a sudden?”

“It’s because Master Tsushima seemed displeased with something. Did we do something wrong….”

“….”

At that, Remegeton touched the area around my face.

You look upset. Is it to the extent that he, the ‘Demonic Book’, reflects his emotions on his face like that?

“under….”

At that fact, Remegeton laughed involuntarily.

it’s a feeling Isn’t it really funny to have feelings for yourself who was just a book of magic?

But change is fair to all. Even if you are a Tsushima booker, isn’t it your fate that you have no choice but to change in some way?

Remegeton lacks first-hand experience, but that doesn’t mean it lacks knowledge and judgment.

‘That guy was the start.’

Remegeton, thinking deeply about where his change came from, soon reached a human conclusion.

Mikhail Walpurgis.

At first, I thought it was just a fun type, but it wasn’t the type that could be concluded with the word ‘fun’.

From what I’ve heard, isn’t this the guy who even gave up the chance to become a god?

It could be said that he was of a class with a higher rank and determination than himself.

No, in a way, it can be said that he is greater than Solomon in that he achieved a wish that his father, Solomon, could not achieve.

Anyway, that Mikhail is the beginning.

That beginning made him like this and changed not only himself but many others.

As a result, peace was restored.

“hmm.”

yes a lot has changed

If it hadn’t been for him, he’d probably just be living sealed away somewhere in Walpurgis’ mansion.

Of course, his creator and father, Solomon, would never have appeared in this world again.

But what about now?

“ah.”

Remegeton was belatedly able to understand why he was caught in such a strange mood.

‘opportunity.’

Unlike in the past, the opportunity now existed for him.

A chance to challenge something.

You may fail or you may succeed.

But anyway, the ‘opportunity’ that exists is great.

he’s not used to it.

Unfamiliar things naturally lead to anxiety.

“Demon Books?”

“No, nothing.”

Remegeton shook his head and looked at Kalerios, who was looking at him with worried eyes.

Maybe it’s because it’s the world after Michael solved everything.

Usually, in this case, it is correct to approach with a very suspicious intention, but somehow there is no such thing.

‘Well, if there was, he would have been beaten to death by his staff.’

Otherwise, it would have been left behind even after the water was changed inside the tower.

Anyway.

“It’s an opportunity opportunity….”

how to use this

Remegeton’s clever head spun. He has already run away under the guise of kidnapping….

what does he want now

The trouble was short-lived.

‘Pay for Abby.’

If you think about it, what is the cause of all the high school students you went through?

Solomon.

Right there in the logical father.

In the first place, I want to see a human with unnecessarily high self-esteem receive the price he deserves.

The expression of malice wouldn’t be wrong. If you look carefully, you are not a part of the Walpurgis anyway.

What is the Walpurgis method?

Malice and Destruction!

If the Marquis of Walpurgis himself had been here, he might have corrected his words, saying, ‘That’s not it, Mr. Lemegeton.’

But there are no marquises here.

Remegeton’s malice became a will and bloomed like a flame.

“Wizard Kalerios. I will ask you as a great book.”

“Tell me.”

“What do you wish for?”

With his hands behind his back, Remegeton asked in a dignified voice.

“As a wizard, what kind of knowledge do you seek and what level do you want to step into? With what realization, what kind of people are you trying to save?”

“I am.”

Kalerios slowly raised his head and looked at Lemegeton.

As a wizard, he dared to look up to the Great Magician, and Kalerios slowly put his secret wish into his mouth.

“To be honest, when I was young…Becoming a priest was my dream.”

“…huh?”

The atmosphere that had been held at best was released. But the situation is unavoidable.

Remegeton involuntarily opened his mouth and narrowed his eyes.

what is he saying now?

“No that…Did I ask about your direction as a mage?”

“Yes, in order to explain this direction, it is important to explain my origin….”

He spoke slowly and his eyes lit up.

“Priest clothes…Isn’t it wonderful?”

“….”

“Among them, the pinnacle is, of course, the hero. me too…I wanted to go on a journey. A hero’s companion is a priest after all….”

“….”

No really, what is he talking about?

Remegeton’s expression became more subtle.

Something about the relationship between the magician and the great magician set the mood, but a story from the past that is not poetic is coming out.

“My ultimate goal is to see the future of wizards wearing priestly clothes. Do you understand?”

“No, I can’t.”

“it’s okay. Isn’t it because Remegeton-nim is with us because he agrees to that purpose as well? haha.”

“Didn’t I agree to that?”

Of course, Remegeton’s words were not eaten at all.

“Anyway, that’s why we wanted to make Michael our god. Mikhail school…It’s okay, it’s okay.”

“At least a little noble reason, make it roughly and give it…I’m not okay with listening.”

“I don’t care about such trivial things, hemp books.”

“Oh yeah….”

Anyway, I decided to say that Kalerios’ secret wish was roughly like that.

“In the end, isn’t this the summary of your longing? I want to create and expand the Michael Church.”

“It is.”

“In order to do that, you have to get recognition first, right?”

“That too.”

Remegeton pondered.

Create a religion that makes ‘Michael’ a god and is recognized. It’s definitely an interesting story.

‘Of course I don’t mean to.’

Mikhail Gyorani.

What a terrible word.

There is no such thing as thinking of making such a terrible future come true with my own hands.

but.

“Right. If so, you have come!”

Light this…Wouldn’t it be possible to use it in the direction of fucking my father?

Remegeton spread his arms.

“I should lead you guys to the future of that faith or something…!”

“Oh oh!”

Although he was not aware of it, he was Remegeton, who was steadily following the path of the leader of a pseudo-religion.

* * *

“Son.”

“…yes.”

I quietly turned my gaze to my father’s call.

My father slapped the staff on his shoulder and patted him on the shoulder before opening his mouth.

“These days, protests have increased in the manor. It’s a very crazy thing in a class society, but the subject is the magic tower.”

“okay.”

What a sad story.

Demonstration….

“But the content of the protest was really interesting. I couldn’t help but admire it when I heard it.”

“I have a feeling it won’t be interesting to me, but am I mistaken?”

““Mikhail to the sky.””

“….”

what. Does that mean you’re going to blow my life away?

I didn’t know what to say, so I tried to stay still, but my father let out a small sigh and said,

“…The theme of the protest is to ask for permission to create a ‘Michael Church’ that worships you as God.”

“It is not difficult. Isn’t that something I can refuse?”

“Son….”

My father looked at me with pitiful eyes and shook his head.

“You are no longer important to them. It’s called ‘Mikhail’.”

“it’s okay. If I, as a hero, can convince you through logical and tolerant dialogue….”

“Son….”

My father looked at me with melancholy eyes and spoke again.

“Don’t be angry, listen….”

“You say yes.”

“The wizards who participated in the protests are quickly commercializing ‘Michael’ and appealing to the public. Among them…Befitting the current generation, you are appealing as a form that is not you….”

“…yes?”

Unlike my father, why is his tongue so long?

I wondered if they called me with the intention of beating me again, but somehow the atmosphere doesn’t seem to be like that.

“Do you have any problem.”

“….”

My father quietly placed a small, elaborately carved sculpture on the table.

Long blonde hair and red eyes.

It is a statue of a beautiful girl with an appearance worthy of being lovable.

“…What is this?”

“It’s ‘Mikhail’.”

“….”

Wait what did I hear wrong?