The Book Eating Magician - chapter-277
A few days after retreating from Karul Plains, Theodore breathed for a
moment at the command barrack.
To put it simply, the current situation of the war wasn’t bad.
No, it was actually good. The empire’s army had lost four shields
thanks to Theodore, resulting in the deaths of several ten thousand
troops due to tactical magic. Additionally, the empire was now unable to
come out boldly like before.
Most of all, Meltor only had 20,000 casualties in comparison to Andras’
50,000. If this all-out war continued, Andras would receive devastating
The problem was the aftermath of the fight between the two absolutes.
“It has become a place that can no longer be called a plains.”
It was as Theodore said. The battlefield where Veronica and Crowd, the
strongest monsters in the north, had met for an hour was now so destroyed
that it was impossible to remember its previous appearance.
Lava pits had formed throughout the flat terrain, while rocks reminiscent
of icebergs rose from crevasses. This was such a terrifying sight that no
one would think was a plains. It was impossible for a thousand people to
fight on this battlefield, let alone hundreds of thousands.
The commanders of the two powers roughly grasped the terrain for half a
day, before retreating with their entire armies. It meant they couldn’t
fight here anymore.
There were many places where their armies could be stationed, not just
Karul Plains. However, since there were few areas where hundreds of
troops could confront each other head-on, the commanders of the two
armies had to devise a new strategy and reorganize their armies.
–User, the silent Gluttony suddenly spoke.
“Why are you calling me?”
–I have something I want to ask.
“Go ahead. You will just speak anyway.”
–You understand me well. Then I won’t hesitate.
Theodore waited for Gluttony’s question while feeling inwardly amused.
Considering Gluttony was a grimoire that only cared about magic books,
Theodore was sure that it would be a question about magic books.
However, his expectations weren’t fulfilled.
–It is about this war. Why isn’t User using all the hands you have?
–It isn’t a difficult story. Right now, there are several ways for
User to devastate the battlefield alone. You might not be able to summon
Fafnir but summoning a high ranking demon alone is significant. You
don’t even need to order it directly. You can just throw it into the
middle of the enemy territory, and it will perform its role.
That was a sharp point. Theodore didn’t have just his power. Even if he
couldn’t summon Aquilo due to the crisis of his chastity, the number of
summons that were possible by using the ‘Library’ was endless.
As a last resort, he could also give up the god sword, Claimhb Solais, to
summon Fafnir. It might just be for two or three minutes, but Andras’
army would be destroyed. However, Theodore didn’t use the summoning
magic. He had unconsciously sealed the method for some reason.
Gluttony wanted to hear this reason.
“Uhh, don’t laugh once I tell you.”
“…There is no logical reason. It is just a feeling. My super
sensitivity is telling me I shouldn’t use it. I have a feeling that
things will just get bigger.”
It was a worry that he couldn’t tell anyone. He had hidden the method
without any grounds, and now his allies were suffering damage… So, he
didn’t feel good. If the leaders were aware of this fact, it was
inevitable that they would rebuke him.
Gluttony was a grimoire of reason and rationality, so Theodore closed his
eyes and waited for the ridicule. He wouldn’t be surprised if he was
called an idiot.
Theodore was forced to feel surprised.
–You came to the same conclusion using intuition, not logic? Your
judgment is correct.
In this situation, Gluttony praised him instead.
–Once again. User’s intuition is right. You shouldn’t call a
transcendent being like Fafnir.
“If you say so… but why?”
–From here on out, it is just my own hypothesis.
A hypothesis was something that hadn’t been proven yet, and Gluttony
didn’t want to speak just using conjectures.
–Let’s change the story. User, have you ever thought that the North
“Strange… What part?”
–All of it, Gluttony declared without hesitation. –Think about it. It
has already been 500 years since Meltor and Andras, the two nations that
worship magic and the sword, were created and first confronted each other.
In common sense, this was natural. However, Gluttony continued to talk in
a sarcastic manner.
Regardless of the climate of the kingdom, there were no extreme cases
like the Northern powers. Meltor had developed the magic towers and
rejected the sword, while Andras had waged war on magic since the days
when they first became a kingdom and declared that Meltor was their
enemy. Either way, both were unusual.
It was strange that in 500 years of war, the result hadn’t leaned to
one side. Despite the superior and inferior positions changing several
times, there had never been a definitive result. After almost cutting off
each other’s power, they had concluded with an armistice agreement like
it had already been promised.
Anyone who thought deeply about the history of the war in the North would
find it strange.
Why had this useless war of attrition in the North persisted? Why had
they gone to war every few generations and continued to consume great
numbers and amounts of people and goods? Why had they not tried for a
peaceful resolution just once?
-The Andras Empire is the heart of the incongruity. Regardless of which
side seeming to have the advantage, they will make a move that
‘prolongs’ the war. After driving Meltor to the brink, they would
step back and declare war again if Meltor begins to revive. According to
actual history, Andras had a chance to unify the North many times by
making a truce with Meltor. It is strange if you think about it.
“…In other words,” Theodore organized what Gluttony was trying to
say, “This long war in the Northern Continent is following the
intentions of ‘someone’ in Andras?”
–That is my thought.
“Andras and Meltor… The history of the two nations might be due to
“…Don’t make me laugh!”
If he hadn’t cut off the noise around him in advance, it wouldn’t be
a surprise if he got treated as a crazy person.
Theodore was even more furious than he had ever been before.
How many people had died up till now? Since the early days when the two
nations were founded, they had collided with each other. At least 10
million lives had been snuffed out like candles. All these deaths had
been because they were dancing on the palm of an unknown person?
‘I can’t tolerate it.’ Theodore ground his teeth and barely managed
to calm himself. It was still a hypothesis. Yes, he could think about it
as a hypothesis. Theodore barely calmed his breathing and spoke to
Gluttony again, who had been waiting, “…Yes, assuming that the
‘someone’ exists, will using Fafnir stimulate him?”
–Of course. In addition, User still isn’t prepared to kill millions
“Ugh,” Theodore groaned.
Then Gluttony added in an attempt at a comforting tone, –I don’t
blame you. A clear mind is a great quality for a magician. It is a
hundred times better than being drunk on black magic and malice like the
black magic apostles.
“Well, whatever,” Theodore came to a conclusion, “I will ask that
person who would know the story later.”
–Indeed, that person.
‘That’ person who had been there since the early days of the
kingdom’s founding, who would know the history of the North and prove
the truth of this hypothesis…
Theodore and Gluttony came up with the same thought at the same time.
They thought of the person who had founded the magic towers in the magic
kingdom, Meltor, and devoted themselves to it. On the surface, everything
had seemed to be for Meltor’s revival, but there was nothing to rule
out that they weren’t involved with the ‘bastard’ who had caused
the Northern Continent to be like this.
The grimoire, Paragranum… It was time to question it.
* * *
“Oh, you came.”
As Theodore entered the barrack, Benedict welcomed him with a brighter
expression than before. Was it because the duties of a commander were
quite heavy? Or was it due to the help of an ally?
Shortly after Orta secretly joined the party, he had revealed his
identity and moved to the command center under Theodore’s direction. It
might be necessary to move in secret, but it was too wasteful not to use
his abilities as head of the information gathering network.
‘It is enough reason to use the ingredients.’
Theodore had helped Orta’s body recover quickly, and Kurt had given
Orta permission to accompany Theodore. Furthermore, Orta’s presence in
the last operation hadn’t been revealed. It had been difficult to
notice Orta’s existence since the teleportation had been underground.
This meant he could still be mobilized as a trump card.
“You came, Benefactor!”
On the right side of the commander’s desk, two elves seated next to
each other welcomed Theodore. One was Edwin, who had come to Meltor as an
envoy in the past, while the other was the guardian called Ellaim, who
had fought valiantly against Laevateinn.
By sending two guardians, Elvenheim proved they weren’t taking this war
lightly. In addition to the guardians, there were 100 elf warriors.
100 elf warriors, which included elementalists and archers, were truly
powerful. They would be able to compete with the red tower’s war mages
and the elite knights of Andras in a one-on-one match. The fact that
Elvenheim had sent 100 people, who could be defending the Great Forest
instead, showed their regard for Meltor.
It seemed like another 1,000 elves would arrive in the next few days
because they were moving more slowly.
“Okay, you have all gathered on time?” Shortly after that, Veronica
entered the barrack. The red hair and heat around her body didn’t seem
any different from before. However, Theodore’s expression became
‘Her magic power is a little thinner than usual… It looks like she
used a lot of power in her fight against the 1st Sword.’
It was difficult for a normal person to feel the difference, but Theodore
had faced the monster called Veronica many times in the past. He might be
the youngest in this place, but everyone had different experiences.
Unsurprisingly, Veronica immediately disclosed this fact, “First of
all, I will leave the battlefield for the time being.”
Meltor’s strongest power, an 8th circle magician, was equivalent to two
armies. So, for a moment, there was chaos inside the barrack, and many
people muttered with pale expressions.
However, Veronica couldn’t have expected it either. “Of course, my
condition isn’t good. I consumed around 40% of my magic power and only
scratched that guy once or twice. Blundell will soon arrive to keep the
1st Sword in check. He will teleport in tomorrow.”
“Hrmm, I-I see.”
“Don’t be so amazed. Well, there isn’t a problem since I’m not
connected to the command system. Orta recovered faster than expected, so
it is favorable to us.”
In the all-out war on the Karul Plains, Meltor had gained a slight
advantage. As for the benefits that could be gained by using that
advantage, that was the issue that the current leaders and magicians had
The two guardians and 100 elf warriors…
There were 5 people with the power of a master, including Orta. How
should they split up this power in order to defeat Andras? Prior to that
discussion, Veronica turned to Theodore and said, “For the next few
days, your role will be the most important.”
“…Yes, I’m aware.”
The 1st Sword and Veronica had stepped away, so it was a battlefield
where the absolutes weren’t present. However, this wasn’t definitive.
It took just one step for the empire’s Seven Swords to move here since
it was closer to Andras’ territory than Meltor.
Since they had the healing power of Lairon, Andras’ sword masters would
be able to recover quickly. It wouldn’t be strange to see the 1st Sword
tomorrow. Moreover, everyone had forgotten, but there was one more
absolute power in the Andras Empire.
“Zest, that bastard, will come after you.”
Zest Speitem was the Imperial Sword with the ability to cut space. In
other words, it meant he could jump through space itself. A sword master
of the highest level could attack in an unexpected place with
He hadn’t failed so far, meaning he couldn’t leave Theodore alive as
proof of his failure.
Veronica held both of Theodore’s shoulders and asked, “How about it,
can you do it?”
Could Theodore deal with Zest, the empire’s 2nd Sword? The question
probably wasn’t referring to ‘victory.’ It would be good if he
could survive. With Theodore’s age and abilities, that was the best
However, Theodore wasn’t satisfied with that.
“Once is enough to learn from my defeat.” This time he vowed that he
wouldn’t give up. “I will properly smash him.”
“Okay! That is my kid!” The mysterious magician who was at the peak
of the red tower, Veronica, laughed excitedly as she ruffled Theodore’s
Her ambitions toward this magician, this man with her, kept on rising.
She was satisfied with this fact.
“Now, reorganize the troops!” Veronica loudly raised her voice and
proudly announced the name of the younger generation, whom she wouldn’t
see for a while.