The Book Eating Magician - chapter-196
The reaction took place in a single moment. Against Mujak who had formed
dozens of swords, Lloyd jumped forward without hesitation. The vivid
turquoise blades shook like leaves in a sandstorm.
It was a phenomenon caused by being pushed by the great amount of aura
released. Mujak’s Mirage was a decisive skill which could deal dozens
of attacks at the same time.
The blades released sharp screams as the two swordsmen crossed each other.
They both groaned, but the depth of their groans was different. Mujak
stared with disbelief at the sword piercing his abdomen. This was a
technique which had never betrayed him until now. It was an ability that
gave him a one-sided superiority, allowing him to corner his opponent.
The pained Mujak expressed his doubts, “…Ho-w?”
His questioning eyes swept over Lloyd’s body. There were a few wounds
from ‘MIrage’ on Lloyd’s body, but none of them were serious. Lloyd
was the one who benefited from the dozens of swords and managed to damage
Mujak. Mujak couldn’t understand it.
Then Lloyd muttered, “An ability that makes swords real… it is a
threat. If there were four or five more, I wouldn’t be able to avoid a
mortal wound.” Lloyd let out a ridiculing snort. “This is a bad
technique to use against me. I don’t know if all the illusions can be
materialized, but I have the ability to tell illusion from reality.”
“Ugh…” Mujak groaned as pain shot up from his abdomen. How could he
be defeated in this favorable situation? Blood emerged from between his
However, unlike his mocking words, Lloyd recognized his opponent’s
capabilities. As proof, his usual relaxed atmosphere had disappeared.
‘You aren’t easy, master of the Central continent.’
It was too big a variable to overlook. Lloyd pulled out the sword that he
had stabbed into Mujak. His aura flowed back to him. Then while his
opponent was still recovering, he tried to kill Mujak. However, Lloyd
couldn’t achieve his purpose.
Ice spears and wind blades poured toward the place where he had just been
“…Ah, I forgot about you.”
It was a mistake. Lloyd retreated a few steps with a bitter smile. Mujak
coughed up blood after the sword was pulled out, but he wasn’t dead.
Lloyd looked at the magicians lined up on either side of Mujak and
retreated with a shrug. “I am at a disadvantage against four people. I
will stand down first.”
“I promise to meet you later.”
William’s attempt at restraining Lloyd didn’t concern him as he
disappeared around the corner. Despite the injuries he suffered, he was
still a sword master. He had a strength which far exceeded the capacity
of the human body.
“Damn, we have to chase him before he heals…!”
“No, chase him later.”
“What?” William glanced at Sylvia after hearing her words.
“If we follow him without Mujak, the three of us will just be defeated.
It is better to focus on healing Mujak here. We can just track him and
attack him again.”
“Uhh, your judgment is correct. You are also brilliant.”
His head might be too heated up right now, but William was also an
outstanding figure. He understood right away that Sylvia’s words were
right. So, before sitting down, he examined the passage a few times.
Then he used every detection magic that the White Tower had. “Hoo, it
can’t be helped. Then the decision is easy.”
Mujak’s wound was deep, but fortunately, it wasn’t life-threatening.
The combination of healing potions and healing magic placed him in a
stable state. If Lloyd’s plan had been to tie up the feet of his
pursuers, it worked out perfectly.
Mujak, who had unknowingly become a burden to his party, apologized with
a heavy sigh, “Hmm, this old man has become a burden. I’m sorry.”
“No, you got injured.”
“I would be happier if I had cut off one of his arms… This just makes
Mujak had pride in his own abilities, but the north had too many
monsters. There was also Veronica, who could cut his head off as easily
as peeling an apple. While Mujak was feeling ashamed, his eyes felt a
strange sense of discomfort. He felt like a person had disappeared from
“Um, I would like to say one thing if it isn’t impolite.”
“What is it?”
“T-That person isn’t there.”
The two of them didn’t see anyone when they followed Mujak’s finger.
That’s right. The two of them couldn’t see anything.
“Where did the girl with yellow hair go?”
It was the sudden disappearance of the Yellow Tower candidate, Para.
* * *
Lloyd moved quickly and slowed down as he noticed there was no one
following him. He thought there would be at least one person, but no one
had chased him. They were fairly good despite their young age, truly
worthy of being called the elite forces of Meltor. If possible, he wanted
to reduce the group by one person before he was hit again.
‘It was quite a dangerous situation,’ Lloyd thought as he poured
potions onto his wounds.
The higher the density of aura, the slower the recovery of the wound.
These cuts from a master would probably take a month to heal completely.
Mujak’s stabbed stomach was more severe, but it wasn’t a comforting
“I am the loser only because he lacks practical experience,” Lloyd
muttered as he continued walking. “It would’ve been different if he
had turned it into a fight of attrition. I would have had no way to
escape. No, I won because I provoked him.”
He analyzed the previous fight. This was Lloyd’s hobby and habit, and
the basis for his tactics.
Lloyd’s win over Mujak was actually due to Mujak’s self-destruction.
Instead of taking advantage of the favorable situation, he had blind
faith in his Aura Ability. If Mujak had maintained the siege with the
three magicians, it would have been Lloyd who was killed.
That’s why he had taunted Mujak until Mujak couldn’t endure it any
longer. For the Janissaries, the Sultan was their idol, so insulting him
would cause their minds to empty. The taunt had worked, creating a
‘chasm’ in Mujak’s perfect advantage.
This had been the winning factor. Lloyd was always faithful to his
tactics, and the victory matched his abilities.
“…Hmm, the road still isn’t visible. Is there no way to break
He had been walking for several kilometers. No matter how large the ruin
was, a doorway should’ve appeared by now. However, Lloyd couldn’t
find anything. His Aura Ability was very useful, but he couldn’t see
anything other than short-term results. It had told him how to enter the
ruins, but he didn’t know how to break inside.
At that moment…
As if hearing Lloyd’s inner thoughts, a voice echoed inside the dark
passage, “You are interesting. I never thought I would see a master
with the ‘Pathfinder’ ability.”
“…Who?” Lloyd couldn’t determine the location of the voice.
He hid his annoyed expression and looked around warily.
The voice seemed to be coming from the other side of the passage, giving
an intimate feeling. “It allowed you to know how to wake up Mercurius,
find the tunnel, and see the illusionary sword. If so, it isn’t hard to
understand. Pathfinder, the power of guidance, is the ability to see the
“…You, who are you?”
Unlike a magician, the essence of the Aura Ability was like another life.
Some abilities were unavoidable, but there were those like Lloyd’s
which were hard to determine. So far, he had used his ability to overcome
dozens of adverse situations and reign victorious over strong enemies. It
was literally his joker, his last trump card.
However, this voice knew his secret! Fear filled Lloyd’s eyes as he
raised his sword. Reading someone’s mind and manipulating their
behavior, this was the natural enemy of those with abilities such as his.
As Lloyd trembled with fear for the first time, a seemingly adorable girl
appeared before him. She said, “Don’t be afraid, it has been a long
time since I’ve had so much fun.”
The girl was one of Meltor’s three magicians. Her presence was vividly
clear now, unlike earlier when she had been hiding it. Lloyd raised his
sword reflexively, but he was curious about the other person’s true
“Didn’t you hear me ask who you were?”
“There is no reason to answer. You just have to listen to me talk.”
It was absurd. Lloyd grew speechless at the reply. Meanwhile, Para opened
her mouth again and said, “At first glance, Pathfinder looks like a
universal power, but it has a fatal drawback. Previous users of the
ability were ignorant of the weakness and died.”
The ability to see the future was treated as a powerful ability in any
age, and Lloyd’s Pathfinder was a type of ability which saw the future.
It told him the way to accomplish his purpose in the form of a ‘road.’
He could make the impossible possible, as well as succeed when the
probability was low.
However, Paragranum ridiculed his ability, “You are too short-sighted.
You rode the ladder up but didn’t realize that the end is a dead end.
You crawled into this set of ruins without knowing anything.”
“…Is that so?”
“Hoh?” Para was surprised by the reaction.
On the other hand, Lloyd held his sword with a cold and firm face. “Why
are you saying such words when standing alone in front of me, Witch?”
“Witch… It has been a long time since I’ve heard that.” While
facing the sword master, the 24-year-old Para smiled brightly at his
provocation. The girl’s face was beautiful, and the declaration which
emerged from her pink lips didn’t match her outward appearance.
“Where is your confidence coming from, Mortal? How dare you place your
dirty feet in my creator’s place? I won’t kill you. Instead, I’ll
play around with you for 10,000 years.”
It was the first time Lloyd Pollan had felt this type of chill. This was
an evil which was outside the standards of humans. The sincerity of the
grimoire, Paragranum, caused the sword master to freeze. This was enough
to wake up the survival instinct he thought he had forgotten.
“Kuoh, waaaaack!” Lloyd screamed with terror and attacked with his
sword. Mortals usually chose one of three options when facing death. They
would give up resisting or run away, or they would struggle
meaninglessly, like Lloyd.
This response wasn’t worth a penny to Paragranum.
“In the end, you all have the same reaction. It isn’t interesting-”
She yawned like a girl her age and ordered, “「Identification code
PRGRN3681214, space freeze.」”
The world stopped. As Lloyd took a step, the area 1 meter around him
froze. This was 9th Circle space magic from the Age of Mythology.
Lloyd’s eyes carried an expression of shock as he stopped moving.
Paragranum laughed at Lloyd’s ridiculous frozen expression. Then while
enjoying the power of the laboratory, she spoke, “You are like a child
compared to my master.”
“Don’t roll your eyes at me. 「Isolation.」”
Lloyd’s fate was determined with those syllables. The frozen space
containing Lloyd literally disappeared. He would now be stored in a
corner of the lab’s warehouse which was only known to Paragranum.
A necromancer would turn him into a death knight, but he would be a
perfect experiment in an alchemist’s hands. Maybe he would become a
chimera or a homunculus. Para’s smile was that of an alchemist.
At that moment, the giggling Paragranum turned her head. It was due to
the sudden stoppage of the vibrations caused by Mercurius. Since she
still hadn’t taken full control of the lab, there could only be one
“It is over.”
It was only known to Paragranum, but the fight in Paracelsus’
laboratory was over.