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    XX.

    “God? The god in the temple that the priests believe in?”

    “Okay. No, it’s not like them. In any case, should we say that it is an out-of-class entity? The moment I saw it, I thought, ‘Ah, this person is God.’ A being who can do it. Anyway, do you believe in God?”

    It was a random question, but I wasn’t asking it because I didn’t know what kind of god he was referring to. I only asked back because the question came from the mouth of the great mage of Circle 9, a magician who is generally at odds with the temple, whether he believes in God.

    It felt like participating in a science fair and the professor who represented it asked, ‘Do you know the Tao?’

    If you were to choose a person who believes in the existence of God more than anyone else, I am confident that I would be ranked first on the continent. why? Because I met him in person. And twice.

    “I believe.”

    “Okay. I won’t believe it… … ? You believe it?!!”

    “Yes. I believe it? But what does this have to do with my question? Why God?”

    “A crazy person like you believes in God!? how? No, why?”

    Who is calling who is crazy? Jinseong: I thought it would feel really good to hear a crazy person call me crazy, but this secretly makes me feel worse. Does it feel like being called an idiot by the worst idiot?

    “… That’s it. What happened to God?”

    “I saw God.”

    “Ah… . So?”

    “Okay. I was surprised… Why aren’t you surprised!!”

    Why am I not surprised because I saw it myself? Well, I didn’t say this to this old man. And why do you have to be surprised?

    “Is the concept of today’s character a comedy? What, are you so overly sensitive to my every reaction? Make me want to make fun of you? So. I saw God, so what! What does that have to do with stalking me!”

    “Stalking… . ha. Crazy guy. okay. I saw God. He said that you were the only way to correct my mistake.”

    “… … .”

    “Okay. You might be surprised too. A problem that the Circle 9 wizard could not solve… … !”

    “Aren’t you surprised?”

    I wasn’t surprised. If it’s a god, if it’s the story about me that the man I met told me, if it’s my awakened power, if it’s the first cards and arcana, then I wouldn’t be surprised if I could do something.

    Even if it is something that the superhumans of Circle 9 would not dare to solve.

    “… Then why are you looking so serious? As if anyone was surprised!”

    “If you say it that way, as if you were answering a Zen question without cutting out everything, anyone would be serious. Because I didn’t understand! We spoke in the same continental language, but I didn’t understand anything. Sounds like you’re speaking an alien language. What do you mean? that is? What is a sudden mistake?”

    Yes.

    The reason why I answered seriously and said ‘like that’ was because I didn’t understand a single thing. If someone understands, stand on your head, put a sock in your mouth, and without dropping it, shout out in a loud voice, ‘I understand.’ There isn’t any?

    “… I’ve never met a guy like you before.”

    “Who says what to say? Let me be more honest than that. You keep saying something else for 1,478 characters including spaces.”

    “What on earth are you talking about? . ha. done. First of all, about my mistakes… . You want me to tell you?”

    Dean Hu opened up about his past in a calm tone, as if he didn’t care at all that there was a clown in the room as well as me.

    “Do you know her as Marlene?”

    “Oh? ah! Are you talking about the person who was made into a statue at the entrance to the academy? I heard from Alfred that she was the dean’s daughter. I even heard about the reason why he died.”

    “Okay. That kid really… … . He was such an angelic child that I wondered if he was really my child. cancer. Even though I am in Circle 9 and revered, the thing I am most proud of was becoming that child’s father.”

    Until now, I met the dean almost fifteen days later, but I have never seen the dean so overflowing with happy emotions as I do now.

    Has anyone actually seen the dean after something like this? Among the living? No, who could even imagine that he could make an expression like this?

    “That kid died.”

    However, his expression and mood change suddenly, as if the happiness and happiness I saw just a moment ago were an illusion.

    The corners of his eyes, which had drooped weakly and drowsily, have hardened, and the aura emanating from his face and entire body is extremely cold. It is reminiscent of the legendary magic sword ‘Frost’ that is said to freeze people with just a touch.

    “When that child died. I was shocked as if the world was falling apart. I stopped eating and drinking, and lived like an outcast. No, he was dying. But do you know what’s funny? Kkkk. I’m not dead. I couldn’t die. Marlene, even when that child died, you saved me. This bracelet was handmade for me, who often skips meals due to my magic research. This guy saved my life.”

    Dean Hu continued speaking as if he was crying or muttering as if he was remembering that time.

    “And when I came to, I was in Circle 9. But I wasn’t happy at all. I cried. I would rather take this power and give that child back. I prayed to God for the first time. While crying. I also went to the Temple of Caligo and prayed. But Marlene, that angelic child did not return.”

    “… … .”

    Actually, I don’t really sympathize with it. However, I kept my mouth shut because I knew at least not to say anything foolish even at this moment.

    “After that, I barely got myself together and did something for that child, Marlene. They erected a statue and compiled a history book to commemorate the child’s achievements. Then I suddenly got curious. I probably told you that when I first met you. question. It’s a chronic disease of wizards.”

    “What is it?”

    “Where did the plague called Lost come from?”

    Kwaduk!

    When the dean said that and raised his head, which had been down until now as if he had been buried in self-destruction, an energy that could be called a great general, indeed a superman, radiated from him, and a thick crack appeared in the center of the tea table between him and me.

    “I investigated. At first it was curiosity. curiosity. To give a more plausible reason, it was intended to prevent such a plague from occurring again.”

    “… .”

    “But as the investigation progressed, I became angrier. They say a plague is a natural disaster. But it wasn’t a roast. Roast is a man-made disaster. That too is a disaster caused by dirty desires.”

    “Are you saying it’s a talent?”

    “Okay. It was part of the ‘Kingdom Eradication Operation’, a project carried out by the Magic Empire Clyton.”

    “The Cleton Empire?”

    “It was developed by the Cleton Empire, and the Alfonso Empire provided slaves to be used in experiments. okay. It’s funny, the two empires that are enemies with each other have jointly planned a heinous act!”

    If this story is true, no, it must be true. So why does Dean Hu just sit back and watch?

    It’s Circle 9.

    Shouldn’t we at least secretly fly a meteor to the ecliptic of both empires right now?

    However, I have never heard such a rumor about Dean Hu. Of course, I have never heard of Meteo falling on two empires either.

    “The five kingdoms to the west of the Cleton Empire and the six kingdoms to the east of the Alfonso Empire must have been troublesome for the two empires. Crazy bastards. So they unleashed this plague they had developed upon that kingdom. To avoid suspicion, he unleashed a plague on his own country as well. But they believed in the ‘cure’ they had developed.”

    “… … .”

    “You must have been confident. I guess so. However, all human beings are different. Even I, a Circle 9 member, can’t be sure about people, much less those idiots!! Naturally, a mutation occurred, and the plague spread uncontrollably. The cure of the two empires did not work.”

    “… Crazy!”

    “Okay. After that, everyone knows. Perhaps because the roast was made by humans, it has the property of being able to resist with divine power. So, semi-superhumans of Circle 8 or higher and Grand Master or higher were unharmed by the plague. However, the acquaintances of those semi-humans did not escape the plague. They headed to the temple. And then you hear the rumor.”

    “Which?”

    “Among the divine powers, the disease can be slowed or alleviated with Holy Power, and there are rumors that even recovery is possible if you have pure divine power. And my daughter did not shy away from sick people coming to visit her.”

    That was also something I knew. Because Alfred told the story in a rather interesting way.

    “But do you know that? After the plague spread uncontrollably, who were the first to force the Temple of Peracitas to ask for treatment?”

    “Is this the Cleton Empire?”

    “Kkkk. No.”

    Well, there’s no way he doesn’t have that much conscience… … .

    “Imperial families of the Cleton Empire and the Alfonso Empire. They were of the same blood as the emperor and his dog.”

    There is a right?

    Dean Hu was clearly smiling, but I felt like he was crying. Although there were no tears.

    “I was on the verge of going crazy. Perhaps, if I hadn’t entered Circle 9, I might have just gone crazy and rushed to the imperial castle of one of the two empires, killed the emperor and all his seeds, and killed myself. It must have been like that. However, the level of Circle 9 clearly controlled me when I tried to let go of reason. Just make sure you go just before you go crazy.”

    It’s tingling. No, it would be more accurate to say that it was tingling. Later, something dangerous emanating from the dean’s body penetrated through his clothes and made his entire body tingle.

    “Do you know what wizards do best?”

    “Magic?”

    “Puhu! Kkkk. That would be correct too. What a wizard is best at, and what he must do best, is preparation. It’s not for nothing that they call me a person preparing to become a wizard.”

    “Ready?”

    “Okay. I was the first to build the ‘Tower of the Wise.’ Secretly. With those who follow me on a regular basis. And we reported this to the ‘Uninhabited Cradle’ and formed an alliance. In addition, financial support was generously provided so that martial artists with brains and muscles could practice to their heart’s content.”

    “… .”

    “As a result, ‘Moorim’s Cradle’ now thinks of me as more than a benefactor. Even 60 years have passed since the outbreak of Lost. also… … . Among the seeds of the Emperor of the Cleton Empire, all those with outstanding magical talent were cut in the bud. Every year!”

    When he expressed the idea of cutting the blade in the bud, the spirit of a famous swordsman emanated from Dean Hu’s body. His anger still seemed the same even after so many years. How could that be?

    “Then we took over this place, Evergreen. A Circle 9 superhuman who was enraged by the death of his daughter. Who would dare touch it? Not everyone on the continent objected to me owning this city-state. No, there was someone who wanted to do it.”

    When Dean Hu said that he had been there, life was dripping from his eyes like blood.

    “The Marquis of the Alfonso Empire criticized me proudly. They say they slap me when I want to cry? I also killed him for pride. They dragged him like a dog in front of the imperial palace in the capital of the Alfonso Empire, frozen half of his body and burned half.”

    “What about the two empires?”

    “In the first place, Evergreen itself is a city-state and buffer zone that was left on the sidelines under an agreement to avoid the waste of national power that would result from the two empires directly bordering each other. They didn’t say anything. No, maybe I couldn’t do it? Because the 3rd prince, who was said to be a sword genius of the Alfonso Empire, became a fool, and the mana cores of the 2nd and 7th princesses and the 13th prince, who were genius wizards of the Clyton Empire, were broken.”

    “Did they stay still?”

    “There is no evidence. What can they do? If they touch me, not only will they have to deal with my anger, but their secrets that I know about may be revealed!”

    It was incomprehensible that an empire, no matter how it was, could only put up with it when a blood relative of the royal family suffered. And my doubts were answered by the Dean’s next words.

    “… That’s what I thought. I was complacent. It’s my fault for not realizing how much of a bastard these damn emperors are.”

    He truly regretted his earlier rant.

    “They targeted my son.”

    “Son… Is this?”

    “Okay. Even though I didn’t have any proof of what I did, I must have had a deep suspicion. Unless you’re stupid. They targeted my son. As a result of the attack, my son Joshua lost his voice. A child who dreams of becoming a professor lost his voice.”

    “I’m sorry.”

    “And my young granddaughter, who was in that attack, suffered indelible physical and mental wounds.”

    Did you have a granddaughter? However, there is a part that I don’t understand.

    “Honestly, I don’t know what to say. This atmosphere itself. Because you are not a party. But there are definitely some parts I don’t understand. You are Circle 9. Grand mage. superman. Did a person like that not even give his son an artifact?”

    This is it. this.

    The more I listen to the story, the more my heart becomes frustrated.

    If it is an artifact made by Circle 9, and if it is simply an artifact focused on ‘defense’, unless the opponent is Caligo Inquisitor, you will be able to hold out long enough until he comes flying.

    “I was a little busy at that time.”

    “… … ?”

    What kind of bullshit are you talking about? This guy. We’ve set the mood so far.

    “I was crazy about revenge. It was a time when I could sleep less than 30 minutes a day because I had to monitor the prince and princess of the Cleton Empire and the talents of the Alfonso Empire.”

    “So you’re saying that Circle 9’s superhuman didn’t give his son a single artifact to prepare for the inevitable? A wizard who prepares?”

    “Okay… … .”

    To be honest, if I say something like this, you might say it’s a little too much, even if it’s a bit rude… … ,

    “It’s good to be self-employed.”

    I have to do it. To him who is neglectful of his own people.

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