The Book Eating Magician - chapter-127
The first sensation Theo felt when his consciousness awakened was the
weight of the quill pen being held between his fingers.
He was writing something intently. The lightweight quill pen felt as
heavy as a metal spear, and the area from his wrist to his elbow throbbed
every time he moved. It was painful for Theodore who had yet to
Still, he calmly reached out with his senses.
Then… ‘This- is it a summoning magic formula?’
The hand, which wasn’t his own, was writing a summoning magic formula
without resting. The writing speed was truly terrifying. This was
evidence that he had more knowledge of summoning magic than anyone else.
Theodore was convinced after seeing it. The owner of these dried up
fingers was Satomer, the best summoning magician in the modern age.
However, Theo wasn’t given a chance to be impressed by that face.
“…No, no,” an unpleasant voice flowed from his throat. The voice,
like scraping iron, sounded like it came from a patient with a serious
illness. His phlegm contained blood, and he found it hard to breathe.
Nevertheless, Satomer struck the desk with a weak punch and shouted
Kwang! The ink bottle fell, soaking the sheets of paper.
“This isn’t it…!” The magician cried out in a husky voice as he
turned his laboratory into a mess. He kicked down the innocent chairs and
threw ornaments made of glass. The unfamiliar body was throbbing with
pain, but Satomer’s frustration was even fiercer.
Theodore couldn’t stop the body, so he had no choice but to watch.
The rampage lasted a few minutes. Then Satomer took in rough breaths and
turned to looked somewhere. There was a dirty mirror, but it was so dusty
that it was hard to see his face unless he got close.
Normally, the surface would’ve been wiped with a wet towel, but the
person in front of it was a magician.
“Clean.” The dirty mirror was cleaned with a single word, and the
reflection of a middle-aged person appeared in it. He had distinctly pale
skin and lips which were bitten repeatedly, with scabs covering them. His
eyes looked like they had been unable to sleep for a few days.
‘The last summoning magician, Satomer.’
Looking at his appearance, Theodore was reminded that this man hadn’t
lived over the age of 50. Satomer had a fragile body because he wandered
around all types of places in the continent, accumulating fatigue and
If so, Satomer was already near death at the time he wrote this original
At that moment… “Kuk, kukuk, kukukukuk…”
The middle-aged man stared in the mirror with his terrifying eyes, then
he laughed hysterically like he couldn’t stand it anymore. Satomer
laughed while staring at himself in the mirror, but Theodore had the
impression that Satomer was looking at him. No, the gaze was intense
enough that it wasn’t just an illusion.
Unsurprisingly, Satomer talked to him first. “Kuhuhu, did you come to
laugh at me?”
“Don’t pretend you don’t know! Do you want to make fun of this
Satomer’s summoning magic too?”
According to the records, the possibilities of summoning magic had long
been cut off when Satomer was still alive.
The money and materials it consumed were huge, and there was no way to
make any achievements. So, in the Magic Society, summoning magic had been
treated like an uninvited guest. They might not despise it, but the
magicians had factions during gatherings.
Summoning magicians, including Satomer, had been unable to step into any
factions. So, in the end, Satomer had left the magic towers, and
summoning magic had ceased.
It might be quite unfortunate for Theodore, but that resentment had
accumulated for many years and turned into a grudge.
Satomer continued to spit out cynical words, “I don’t know why you
are here. You are a 6th Circle magician and young, much better than me
who stayed at the 5th Circle until I died. Why do you want my knowledge?
It is obvious that you want to mock me!”
Theodore wasn’t upset by the sarcastic remark. Instead, he felt a bit
saddened by the hedgehog-like attitude.
Satomer had been a magician who walked the magic path he wanted until the
end, yet he had only been snubbed by the people around him. It was a
shame for Satomer, but Theo didn’t think Satomer’s life was
Therefore, Theodore answered in a respectful tone, ‘That is a
misconception, Senior Satomer.’
However, Satomer’s response became even more agitated. He made a hollow
expression at Theodore’s words, pointing to his own face while
muttering, “Senior? I am your senior?”
‘I can’t think of a proper title. If you are in a bad mood, then I
can call you something else.’
“…That’s okay, what a funny guy.”
What was the reason for this reaction? Satomer spat at his own face in
the mirror before sitting down gloomily in his chair. Then he sighed like
a tired monk on a hard journey. He stared blankly into space, and
Theodore waited patiently for him to open his mouth first.
Satomer continued looking with vacant eyes before speaking. As he
recalled Theodore’s memories through Synchro, Satomer spoke
Theodore’s name naturally.
“You are Theodore Miller?”
“What a blessed child. Reaching the 6th Circle in your early 20s, you
are really overflowing with blessings. I don’t know why a person like
you wants knowledge from a loser like me.”
His tongue was still sharp, but this time, it was directed towards
Satomer himself, not Theodore. Theodore shook his head as firmly as he
could. ‘Senior isn’t a loser.’
“Fuck, don’t try to comfort me just because I’m upset. I don’t
want to hear it from a child whose hair hasn’t even fully grown yet.”
‘If you look into my memories, you will know that I am the owner of a
“What, are you showing off?”
Then Theodore’s rebuttal entered Satomer’s ears. ‘I asked the
grimoire something before I came. I asked it why summoning magic is
weaker than every other type of magic and if the summoning magic recorded
in the legends is just fiction.’
“…Is that so?”
‘The grimoire had an answer. The reason why summoning magic doesn’t
work properly doesn’t have to do with the system itself.’
Satomer was so concentrated on Theo’s words that his eyes watered
because he hadn’t blinked. His eyes were paused in a scary way as the
glass he held in his hand broke, causing blood to drip down. Satomer
might pretend to be cool, but his essence was a magician. It might just
be a fragment of the soul, but the human called ‘Satomer’ was a mage
down to his bones.
So, Theodore told him the truth without holding back, ‘As the Age of
Mythology came to an end, the barriers around the material world became
stronger, making it difficult to borrow the creatures and powers of other
worlds. It was impossible to summon a senior rank a thousand years ago,
and in your days, it was difficult to even summon a lieutenant.’
Theodore couldn’t guess what the response would be to his cruel answer.
It was just that the road Satomer had been running on for his whole life
had been broken from the very beginning. Satomer looked down at the
ground for a moment, before looking up at the shabby ceiling and biting
Then he laughed in an unrecognizable way. “Ha, haha, hahahahaha…!”
‘S-Senior?’ Theodore asked with worry, wondering if Satomer had gone
“Yes, that’s it! That is why they didn’t answer my call! The world
itself is the problem, so it is meaningless no matter how many times I
fix the formula! The material world itself sucks! This damn timing!
Theodore was confused about whether this was insanity or joy. Would he
react this way if the work he had dedicated his entire life to was all in
vain? However, Satomer didn’t think so as the raw expression on his
Then he spoke in a pleased voice, “I wasn’t wrong! My research
didn’t fail! My magic… My dream wasn’t shabby!”
Satomer rejoiced sincerely. He had tried summoning magic until the end of
his life but couldn’t obtain anything. Satomer couldn’t summon the
existences he dreamed of during his childhood. So, the life of the man
called Satomer was literally meaningless.
However, that wasn’t it. His efforts were correct. The summoning magic
he dreamed of did exist. It was simply that he couldn’t overcome the
powerful obstacle that was this world. So, there was no reason to feel
regretful. The life’s work of a magician was saved thanks to this
The magician with a strong pride, Satomer, bowed and expressed his
sincere appreciation, “Thank you, Theodore Miller. I didn’t know I
would resolve my lingering attachment in this way.”
‘What do you mean…?’
“Well, it is okay if you don’t know. It isn’t easy to explain it
with my mouth. Then let’s resolve the problem quickly. There is little
It was as he said. Meanwhile, Satomer’s room was filled with an unknown
darkness which had already swallowed up half the floor. Theodore had the
gut feeling that Synchro would end the moment the darkness touched
Satomer’s feet. It was proof that the time limit of 40 minutes and 25
seconds was almost done.
Before that, Satomer said farewell, “Take whatever knowledge I have!
With your brains, you might be able to get more use out of it than I
“I’ll give you one hint. If as you said, the barrier of the material
world is blocking the summoning, a magician will have to break down that
barrier or provide a separate doorway.”
However, breaking it down by force was out of the question. In order to
be able to break down the barrier of the material world, a legendary
grand master was needed. Even Veronica wasn’t capable of it, let alone
the current Theodore. Therefore, Satomer was clearly trying to teach him
about the second way.
As though Theo’s thoughts were correct, Satomer smiled. “You are
still young. I wish I had a young brother like you, but I’m glad we
met. If there is a god, their personality must be quite twisted.”
“Go, there is no point saying goodbye to a dead man.”
As Theo left Satomer’s body, Satomer’s voice echoed in Theodore’s
ears, [Your body already contains a door that leads to another dimension.
I don’t know where it leads, but if you use that passage with summoning
magic, you can call senior level summons.]
[Take the one who signed a contract with me. I forgot its name, but it
will be pretty useful.]
The rough voice of the best summoning magician in the modern age,
Satomer, faded into the distance. If possible, Theodore wanted to say
thank you. What would Satomer’s response be to that? Theodore
couldn’t help laughing at the thought as he was sucked in by an
enormous suction power.
He was on the verge of losing consciousness when he heard a familiar
[Synchro with the target called ‘Satomer’ has ended.]
[Synchro rate is 76.4%, there is no loss of proficiency.]
[Satomer has handed the coordinates of a contract over to you. If you
want to contract with his summons, you will need to link the summoning
spell while recalling the string of coordinates.]
[A new feature has been added to ‘Ring of Muspelheim.’]