episode_0047

Three in the sky.

One of them was the librarian, and now the other two were the problem.

“It’s a tower floating in the sky… obviously… ah, it’s a tower of nothingness.”

“You mean the Tower of Destruction?”

“In ancient times, it was a place where thinkers who questioned everything that existed gathered together. Especially about the Mage Tower… He was a considerable strategist even in ancient times. Although he was neither a human nor a survivor, he understood humans better than anyone else. He was the one who had it.”

Descartes was able to infer these people from ancient stories or with only a few clues.

A being from ancient times, and at the same time not subject to Petrania’s ban.

Of course, it would be quite difficult to say it in detail and often due to the restrictions imposed by Damian, but he did say it in this way once in a while or gave a warning quite often.

“There are a lot of pessimists who are fascinated by his ideas. How self-centered and pessimistic they are…”

“Hmm…I see.”

“Oh, and there is one more thing. They are all anti-theists. Of course, some are atheists who think that there is no God, not that it should not exist, but…”

“I guess you’d better be careful.”

“Yes, that’s right. Most of them are uncivilized people who think that the existence of God lowers their authority and creativity as humans.”

Of course, from Descartes’ point of view, they may seem uncivilized as anti-theists, as they were people who believed in and followed evil spirits all their lives, but I thought that was quite possible.

They are philosophers and thinkers. So, you may not have faith in God, and you may think that God limits or infringes upon the logical or creative scope of humans.

Philosophers are people who originally have such thoughts, have such thoughts, and view the world according to their own will and logic.

“First of all, it’s truly a place full of terrorists, so if you’re going there, take others with you. In my case, I’m so famous that everyone remembers me…so take the apostles of this evil religion with me.”

If you are the apostles of this evil religion…

It’s been a while since I thought I should go with Veronica.

“Hey, let’s go to the tower together this time.”

“Joe, I like it…”

Veronica finished her preparations quickly, and I was also able to finish them quickly because I didn’t have much to prepare.

So I used my abilities to make Veronica grow wings, and as she flew quickly, I recalled the information about the Tower of Chaos that Descartes had mentioned.

Philosophers and wizards.

People trapped in ideals.

‘They are idiots who hate absolute ideals but are willingly trapped by them.’

Descartes evaluated them quite harshly.

I will also meet them in person and make an evaluation.

If they are truly anti-theists who are negative about me, then of course there is a high probability that they will become a variable, so we should definitely crush them.

…Yes, anyone can clearly tell.

I looked at the slogan proudly displayed in front of Heomu Tower.

[Due to the will to power, we killed God.]

The slogan is that they killed God through will as power.

I immediately went inside while looking at the imposing horse.

There was no one inside to stop me or recognize me.

“This is what the ancient philosophers were like…”

It was quite fascinating to see them debating among themselves as if they were ancient philosophers.

As I continued to climb the stairs, I reached the last floor.

“You have reached this far, Father of all things.”

A man with a work-weary appearance exhaled cigarette smoke and spoke.

The bare-faced man buried his dark face in papers and looked at me, smoking a cigarette.

I could see from his face how hard his life had been.

“If you want, I dare call you Damien.”

“You all seem really absorbed in your own thoughts.”

“I guess that’s true. Since this is a place where everyone gathers based on their own ideas, they are people who came here with their own ideas.”

“There are quite a few wizards.”

“If I hadn’t been relaxed enough to become a wizard, how could I have fallen in love with the literature of philosophy?”

So, there are a lot of wizards?

There was nothing special about this place called Heomu Tower than I thought.

It was literally the only place where philosophers talked about and argued against each other’s ideas, and such discussions took place.

However, they preferred to talk logically rather than criticize each other, and the atmosphere was more about coldly refuting each other’s evidence and results rather than a heated fight threatening to break out.

It was literally a pretty vain tower.

“You can rest here as much as you want… Oh, of course you won’t. Because you hate this place.”

Before I could ask what that meant, Heomutap disappeared.

Because of that, Veronica and I almost fell out of the air.

“…I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“me too…”

He says what he wants to say and then disappears.

It was clear that he was quite self-righteous.

“This is what happened, let’s resolve the other side within today.”

The other is something that even Descartes did not expect.

It’s not that it hasn’t been discovered yet, but there were too many ancient dragons that could be inferred from the fragmentary information about the dragon on the clouds.

I could simply select a few strong guys, but I never knew who would emerge among them.

“Up there…ah, anyone can see that it’s there.”

It’s huge enough to fill an entire kingdom.

The energy of bloody death and overwhelming power vibrated, distorting the surrounding space.

“Hahaha! God’s energy is coming all the way here. As soon as I smell the outside air, it’s trying to throw me down to the bottom again!”

“Yes, that’s right, kid.”

“That arrogant, belittling way of speaking to everyone hasn’t changed at all! I’ve been waiting for you since you killed our compatriots, sealed them away, and pushed them to the bottom.”

He did not continue speaking after that, but his actions showed the anger that lay deep within him.

The moment when a storm rages around him and a snowstorm fills the surroundings.

Veronica took out the sword she had given me before and cut through the storm.

“Wow, you are an outstanding woman that I thought would never exist in future generations.”

The sword and his ice collided.

As Veronica cut through the ice with her sword, he used words calmly and as if stating the obvious.

Although he did not directly restrain Veronica, he manipulated the ice with his words, disrupted her vision, and made the fight even more chaotic.

The melee was his domain, and as it became more and more chaotic, he moved quickly as if he was at ease, making it increasingly difficult for the eye to see.

Although she slashed at her opponent, Veronica also used all of her energy and hit the ancient dragon’s neck accurately in the dizzying sight.

“Ugh!”

Blood flowed freely.

The sword I gave you is a sword that cuts down those who judge and have bad feelings, such as hatred toward evil spirits.

The dark red flames rising from Veronica’s sword were slowly covering him from his neck.

The dragon’s regenerative power suppressed his burning as much as possible, but the flame named Judgment burned to the very end to completely consume him.

“You look pretty funny, kid.”

“Hehehe…are you planning on sacrificing everyone for future generations and your damn purpose?”

That’s Damian from the past.

It’s not me.

I wanted to say that, but I couldn’t open my mouth to say that.

I just stayed still.

“You, you! Did you think that after sacrificing so much, you would be able to sacrifice again and again to achieve that goal? You…”

A sad voice.

It was a sorrowful voice that was completely different from the anger and hatred from when we first met earlier, and it flowed as if in despair.

A dragon’s corpse fell from the sky.

“…What on earth happened in ancient times?”

What is the damned goal that Descartes also cannot say due to the prohibition that Damien set it himself, and how does Rebecca know?

Lucia must have known that this scandal was happening, so how can she tolerate it without doing anything?

In a world where despair is sinking and destruction just as the sun rises from far away in a daze and sets.

What on earth is Damian trying to achieve?

‘You said it was a sacrifice again. Also called repetition.’

In ancient times, Damian succeeded with the same goal, but because it was not perfect, was he trying to repeat it?

I don’t know exactly what happened, but I returned to the evil religion.

I burned a cigarette.

“Whoa….”

A thick layer of smoke rose in the room.

A strange and strange feeling of emptiness enveloped my entire body.

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What was I going to do?

“Yes, I don’t know. Still, there must be a corresponding arrangement for obtaining information in this way.”

I don’t know if this is Damian’s plan, or if the ancient times are telling me to remember the past again, but I’ll find out little by little.

I lay down in bed and closed my eyes.

…Let’s go slowly, slowly.

That was all I thought.