139 – Shiny Golden Hour #4

139 – Shining Golden Hour #4

L was looking at the thesis.

The title was 「The correlation between the ancient city of Uruk and Phrygia」.

It was a thesis written by an excellent researcher in the past, and the contents were really interesting.

“A bird’s-eye view of the recorded city of Uruk. And the bird’s-eye view of the cities of Phrygia bears a striking resemblance. This form is a kind of magic circle and is related to an ancient summoning spell—.”

What was written in the paper was true.

El used the dwarf with the golden mustache to manipulate the city’s architectural plans.

It was to complete the ‘summon spell’ located underground in Phrygia.

“Summoning magic is a super advanced technique. The larger the magic circle, the more complicated calculations and the greater amount of magic power are required. A magic circle the size of a carpet can barely summon an egg.”

As El muttered, her eyes reflected the children behind bars.

It was Cecily and Hina.

The children were chained tightly behind bars, but their eyes were fiercely alive.

Of course, El didn’t care about that.

“If it was a summoning magic circle the size of a city, what could it be called? Cecily student, Hina student. If you listened well, you should be able to answer.”

“Ugh-.”

“Eubuu-.”

“Yes, that would be terrifying. The ancient city of Uruk tried to summon a god using a magic circle. No, maybe he wanted to become a god himself. The problem is that it requires an enormous amount of magical power.”

According to the thesis El was holding, the amount of mana required to activate the summoning magic circle was similar to the energy used in Phrygia for 5 years.

There was only one way to obtain that much magical power at once.

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“Urk tried to use the living people to summon the gods. At that time, before slavery was abolished, there were many slaves, war orphans, and many people with disabilities. They sacrificed their lives.”

only?

Hundred thousand?

It was said that the number was immeasurable.

Sacrifice the weak who are considered useless to society to summon a god -.

It was clearly an evil act.

And that gigantic malice called Uruk a monster who was crouching in the darkness of the universe, not the father of light they had hoped for.

“So Uruk was destroyed. The hypothesis is that it could have all been Nocturne’s plan from the start. He stained the world with evil and made it summon himself. Their demise was destiny.”

El muttered to himself.

Because L had a habit of muttering to himself when he was concentrating.

Beneath El’s feet were countless butterflies with one of their wings cut off, and under those butterflies, incomprehensible ancient language was written on the floor.

“We will call on God. It will require an enormous amount of mana. Enough to burn the lives of all the people living in the city.”

It was El Cladeco who laughed.

At those words, Cecily was taken aback.

“To burn all the people’s lives… So there won’t be any commoners left to look up to the nobles…! Nobles mean nothing without commoners…!”

the city is burning

It took a while for Cecily’s eyes to see some terrible landscapes clearly drawn before disappearing.

El added.

“Of course I’m kidding. to set people on fire Why would I do something crazy like that? The energy source I will use are these butterflies. I don’t need people’s lives. Rather, how did you remove the tape that was stuffed in your mouth? Would you have attached it tightly? No, the tape is still attached to your mouth.”

“It is a basic skill for a noble lady to speak with her mouth covered… ! Even the tape can’t stop Cecily’s story… ! This is Cecily Biggie, two words with one mouth… !”

How the hell can you talk like that with tape over your mouth?

What are the qualities of a noble lady?

El couldn’t understand what Cecily was saying.

I was very curious about the method, but now I can’t focus my heat elsewhere.

So L just looked at the butterflies lying on the floor.

These butterflies were so magnificent that the mere flight of them more than doubled the magical power of the atmosphere around them.

Butterflies appear just in time when a lot of energy is needed.

I didn’t know who or why did this, but it was luck for El.

“The world is trying to help me.”

Maybe El was destined to succeed no matter what he did.

The result of El succeeding—maybe leading the process from the distant future.

“El Cladeco, stop the small talk.”

Then a man clad in darkness appeared.

He was a terrible backlight.

No matter which direction the light shined on, the whole body was covered in black darkness, as if the light was turned away.

“The preparations are certain, right?”

Man, Mara asked.

he was a little nervous

He ate children’s lakes, killed people, and administered all sorts of drugs, but his level was stopped at 49.

49.999… .

It was literally just one step away.

However, that last step was a wall so high that even the current Mara, who could be regarded as ‘evil’ itself, could not jump over that realm.

‘Daejongsa, did that old snake feel this way? If I had to spend more than 200 years in this state, it would have been natural for me to go crazy.’

Mara.

In El Cladeco’s eyes, his mind was extremely unstable.

It was rather a miracle that he maintained his sanity even though he was covered with a karma of evil so great that even a grown man would become a madman.

Was the practice he had been doing since childhood effective?

However, it was unknown how long Mara would maintain her sanity.

So El asked indirectly.

“Mara, how about killing those kids?”

“… … .”

Mara looked at the girls behind bars, but soon lost interest.

“It is pointless.”

“I knew you would say that, so I asked.”

It was Mara who killed all the researchers, monsters, and attendants in the basement, but was particularly passive about children.

Perhaps this passive attitude was preventing Mara from transcending——he thought.

‘Maybe the Grand Master has something like intense trauma from the act of preying on children… .’

Of course, it was a good thing for El.

Because what El wanted was not to transcend Mara.

All El Cladeco wanted was to make a scarecrow.

And through that scarecrow, all mankind… , To be precise, he jumped through the dimensional door himself.

It would be difficult if Mara transcended at will and ran away like the artificial demon king Molu.

‘This man can be controlled through his children.’

El thought it would be better to control Mara through Cecily and Hina.

He was a destructive man to the extent that he didn’t know how much after he was covered with evil karma, but he acted like a gentleman in front of the children.

To some extent, reason seemed to return.

‘Before Mara loses her sanity, I will summon a part of Nocturne. some but not all. It’s a level that can be handled within the barriers of Phrygia.’

I was thinking of feeding some of the summoned Nocturnes to Mara.

Literally eating.

Then Mara, who ate the body, would become a being with tremendous karma in her body.

If such a Mara is killed by El Cladeco’s hands—.

‘I can transcend. If that happens, all problems will be solved. I can solve my problems, and even the problems that Judas and Mara are suffering from.’

The original truth was simple enough that even a child could understand it.

The problem is how to kill the monstrous Mara with El’s hands.

Of course, El had a trump card to kill Mara.

Yes, this Phrygia was a city where ‘Nocturne’ was torn to pieces.

“Then, I will activate the summoning circle.”

While El Cladeco was preparing the summoning magic, Mara suddenly had a question.

“for a moment.”

Did I mention that summoning magic is actually digging a hole in the other world?

No one knows what will come through that door.

I just thought that if I drilled a big hole, something vaguely large would come through.

In fact, the residents of the old city of Uruk opened an incredibly large dimensional rift to serve the god, and the god came through the rift.

It was just an evil spirit he didn’t want.

“Can you be sure that it is Nocturne that passes through the door to the other world?”

At Mara’s question, El fell silently in thought.

Then he said

“That’s why I’m using your blood as bait and sacrifice. Nocturne is the only Demiurge to be drawn to a karma of evil as devastating as yours. Now then, blood from the palm of your hand—”

At El’s words, Mara slashed her palms with her fingernails.

As Mara’s dark red blood began to flow in the magic circle, El slowly recited an ancient spell.

“——–.”

Woo woo woo woo-.

The magic circle began to glow, and the butterflies scattered on it began to melt.

Soon after, Cecily, who was watching this, spoke through the tape that covered her mouth.

“Ditch, ditch, ditch, little ditch. Stream, stream, stream, clear stream—”

it was a song

In order to intentionally disrupt El’s spell, he sang the ‘Song of the Ditch’ that Sifnoi had told him about.

It was originally a song that only true nymphs could sing, but Cecil, Hina, and Naru were qualified to sing this song because they had the nymph Sifnoi as their nanny.

The effect is to make people’s hearts peaceful.

Of course, El wasn’t so much talkative that the spell was disturbed by such an interruption.

‘You’re making noise even though you have your mouth taped. Do you think you can get in my way with something like that? I am the golden wizard, El Cladeco… Heo-eok.’

“Heo-eok-.”

El immediately let out a rough breath and knelt down.

I felt a tremendous amount of mana draining from my body.

Even though butterflies were used to activate the summoning circle, such a large amount of mana was sucked in.

Woo woo woo woo-.

Of course, it was good.

Awesome-.

I could see the air breaking like glass.

It was said that the dimension had cracked.

Now, from that crack in the broken dimension, a part of God will seep out!

“The dimensional rift is splitting! Finally, the way to the other world is in my hands!!!”

Pajik, Pajijik-.

Soon I saw black hairs poking out of the air like cracks in broken glass.

El Cladeco, who had never heard of Nocturne having black hair, but raised the corners of his mouth in delight, wondering if it was his hair, before long frowning.

“What… Hey.”

Summoned on top of the activated magic circle.

It was about the size of a soccer ball.

– Meowong.

Its features were black, smooth tufts of hair.

El couldn’t help but notice that something was wrong.

“… you’re dumb No, Morumoru.”

Molu – Morumoru.

The guy had barely appeared through the gap in the opened dimension.

El succeeded in summoning a part of Demiurge, but he was not Nocturne.

“It wasn’t the bait I meant to bring you… ? why do you… .”

Because Morlu, originally created as an artificial demon king, is a Demiurge that responds to evil karma?

Or perhaps because of Cecily’s interruption?

When it came to that thought, El Cladeco couldn’t stand it.

“The daughters of Judah keep interfering… !”

It seemed that his anger would not be relieved if he did not pinch his cheek even once.

– Meowong.

At that time, Morumoru guy jumped up and quickly disappeared.

El thought that he had to leave the chained Cecily alone and pursue the Moloo guy, so he moved on.

“Oh, there… .”

Molu was a Demiurge even if it was a strange creature.

I didn’t know if I could cross the walls of the other world if I followed him.

Thinking that it might be possible to pursue her husband who had left far away, El couldn’t stop walking.

* * *

“that’s interesting.”

I stopped for a minute in front of some strange wall.

There was something like a lens on the wall, but to my understanding, it seemed to be a system that recognizes the iris and opens the door.

Oh my God, I never thought such a device would exist on the continent of Pangea.

“Is it a system that opens only with the eyes of the peacock?”

That’s why they plucked out the duke’s two pupils.

It was such a terrible crime.

If you find it and return it, can you attach it again?

With that thought in mind, I passed through the wall using the secret skill “Climb the Snake Wall”.

To be honest, I was curious to unlock a new lock with a lockpick, but I was in a hurry right now.

First of all, securing the safety of Cecily and Hina would be the first priority.

I hurried down the extremely monotonous spiral staircase and finally arrived at what could be called a large hollow.

It was a place where the stone floors and pillars were erected high, and the walls were densely painted with murals that looked as if Hina had roughly drawn them with crayons.

“Where are the children?”

I took out my compass and measured my direction here and there.

It took about a minute to walk to where the needle stopped.

I could see the iron bars where Hina and Cecily were trapped.

I moved quickly and broke the iron bars with my fist.

And he took out Cecily and Hina.

match-.

When I removed the tape from their mouths, they chattered as if they were waiting.

“Morumoru… !”

“butterfly! Summons! I want you to do something quickly!”

Children originally liked talking about words that were difficult for adults to understand. My daughters are especially talkative, so it’s safe to say that they don’t have time to keep their mouths shut.

But today was especially bad.

“I have no idea what it is.”

Is it okay because it’s safe?

I gave Cecily and Hina the way to go upstairs.

They munched their lips as if they had a lot to say to me, but they didn’t seem to want to part with me.

Warak-.

Soon Hina hugged my leg.

Hina was one of the most foolish of the children.

Hina finally bursts into tears.

“I worked hard… .”

Do you think you’ve worked hard and failed?

If the desire to compete is strong and the greed for achievement is high, I would cry in anger like this.

Soon, Cecily burst into tears as well.

“Uhhhhh… .”

“Why are you crying?”

“I don’t know, I just came out… !”

Right.

Even if it’s this small, women’s hearts are really difficult.

But I didn’t have enough time to pat them on the back.

“good. Cecily. Hina. I’ll be in charge here. If you go upstairs, your mothers will be there.”

I was paying attention to the guy standing behind me.

It’s been around since I arrived in this cellar, and it’s like a black stain.

“Hinaya, was there a person like this stain on the last page of your picture diary?”

Hina didn’t answer my question.

But sometimes there were times when silence answered more than many cries.