The Book Eating Magician - chapter-288
The magicians, led by Blundell, quickly crossed the walls of Bergen,
leaving the deafened people staring stupidly at their backs. They
didn’t know what was going on, but they knew it wasn’t something they
could interfere with.
The earth was still shaking violently. Dirt fell from collapsed hills and
landslides occurred, spreading the flames and dust further. It increased
the height of the obstacles in the path of Theodore’s group, but that
‘Ugh, how many times have the magic attacks been shot out…?’
With Randolph and the two guardians by his side, Theodore looked at the
Nadun Mountains that started to come into view.
Black smoke and flames were rising.
The giants keeping this spot for hundreds of years were broken like
fragile reeds, while the monsters were rushing around like wild beasts.
It was like a natural disaster, the eruption of a large volcano, had
Even though it was great magic, it didn’t have one or two times the
It was at least 10 times the power, a destructive force that could take
out the middle of a large mountain range. This was a firepower that no
one else except for Veronica, Meltor’s ultimate fire magician, could
Theodore might be able to do one shot, but he didn’t have a way to
release such strong destructive power in a row.
“This woman, she’s not thinking about other people at all…”
Blundell grumbled as he felt the heat in the air and drew water from the
Then he covered the group with a thin protective layer.
It was a proficiency worthy of the peak of the blue tower. Theodore felt
admiration for him when he found that the shield didn’t interfere with
his breathing and movements. To think he could use a spell this
sophisticated in an instant! Theodore had reached the threshold of the
water attribute, yet he couldn’t do it so perfectly.
‘An 8th circle master, I am still far away.’
It was a wall beyond a wall. However, Theodore was pleased, rather than
Shortly afterward, the party arrived at the entrance of the mountain
range and looked around. Burned trees emitted heat into the sky, while
the half-melted and uneven ground made it hard to walk on unless they
were cooled and hardened.
Thanks to Blundell, there were no inconveniences. However, it was
uncomfortable to wait in such an environment. Then at that moment…
“―Oh, you came faster than I thought? I expected it would take a few
more days,” a cheerful voice rang out from above their heads, belonging
to the person who had made the Nadun Mountains like this.
It was the appearance of the great magician with the lineage of a red
dragon, Veronica. She landed on the ground and chuckled when she saw
Blundell’s wrinkled face. “What, you’ve just gone and already come
back? It must be hard to wander around at your age.”
A vein throbbed on Blundell’s head as he countered, “Hey, at least
have some manners!”
“What if I don’t want to~? Isn’t it hard moving those muscles? Eek,
look at them squirm. You should put on looser robes!”
“Ridiculous! I’m not ashamed of my muscles!”
For the two pillars of the kingdom, this was the normal conversation
between them. However, the expressions of the other magicians changed
when they discovered this reality. The two people then belatedly became
aware of their lost dignity and closed their mouths.
Veronica cleared her throat a few times before talking first, “Kuk!
Let’s stop joking around and talk about the situation.”
“Cough, yes. You must’ve been in a delaying battle, right?”
“Yep, I can’t deal with so many sword masters alone. I fired off
attack skills from a distance that is hard for them to reach. And I have
a feeling that I shouldn’t approach.”
“Your gut… I shouldn’t look down on it.”
Unlike their first frivolous appearance, the two people became serious as
they started the discussion.
According to Veronica, she had chosen to intercept, rather than tighten
the defenses around Mana-vil. She could sit quietly and wait for them to
arrive, but she was worried about the power of the emperor, as well as
the 1st and 2nd swords.
If possible, she wanted to at least identify the emperor’s Aura
Ability, but that seemed to have failed.
However, Veronica’s face was shining brightly, rather than shrinking
back. “Well, I don’t think I can lose with all this power gathered. I
just need to take a breather before penetrating the enemy.”
“Is it okay? You must’ve consumed quite a bit of magic power.”
“The same is true for the other side. I think it will be worse if we
wait for my recovery. A sword master’s resilience is almost at the
level of a troll,” she said without exaggerating.
If a magician required 10 hours to recover from the magic power consumed,
then a sword master only needed 2~3 hours to recover their stamina. It
was possible that the opponent would be ready if they waited for
“Red Tower Master.”
“Huh? What is it, Kid?”
Theodore pulled something out without any hesitation.
* * *
After approximately 30 minutes of waiting. The heat filling the entire
mountain range faded, and the fire started to shrink. It was an
environment where they could walk around and breathe, even if they
didn’t have Blundell’s magic.
However, it wasn’t just environmental benefits that Theodore had gotten
in those 30 minutes.
“…Once again, thank you for your help, Captain Theodore. I will repay
you for this medicine when we return.”
“W-What, this tree root? I took only half of it, and I’ve recovered
almost all of my magic power?”
It was the stunning effect of the Thousand Year Knotweed Elixir that
Theodore had given out. He was very satisfied with their reactions.
‘The 500-year-old ones aren’t as efficient, but they are still
There was no doubt that he could buy a mansion with the value of one
elixir, but he needed to keep supplies for big battles. It was worth
investing all the remaining plants if it was possible to restore
Veronica’s power. Blundell was well aware of the meaning of
Theodore’s actions and pounded on Theodore’s back. “Good! Very
good! As His Majesty said, you really are the treasure of our Meltor!”
“B-Blue Tower Master, i-it hurts.”
“Don’t be sorry about today’s spending! I will petition the king to
give you something of equal value!”
“T-Thank you?” Theodore’s back throbbed from being hit several
times by that large hand, and he barely managed to respond.
Anyway, this was favorable to all of them.
There were two guardians, a sword master, three tower masters, and
Theodore. Additionally, there were the Prime-grade elites following them
for secondary assistance. It would be hard for the four sword masters in
the mountain range to win.
The two great magicians came to the same conclusion and raised their
“Go! We don’t need to waste any more time!”
“That’s right. Stay focused. From now on, we will be entering a
battlefield where one inch of carelessness isn’t allowed.”
They tightened their formation. Randolph and Ellaim were excellent at
melee battle and were placed at the forefront, while the strongest
Veronica was placed in the middle. Blundell moved in the rear, and Orta,
who hadn’t completely recovered yet, was a support. Meanwhile, Theodore
and Edwin were moving fluidly between different positions.
It was a formation that allowed them to cope with any situation.
A heavy silence filled the air as they walked through the desolate
landscape, causing Blundell to mutter a few words. Anyone who remembered
the Nadun Mountains in the past would react the same way. “…It is
quiet. It is hard to think of it as the Nadun Mountains. Will it be able
to naturally regain its original appearance?”
“This won’t be enough to stop the enemies. We’ve wiped out the
little ones, but the main players of the Seven Swords are still there.
The defensive ability of the 1st and 2nd Swords is unnecessarily high,”
Veronica gave excuses as to why she had gone so far.
Theodore inwardly accepted the excuses.
This destruction was necessary if she wanted to tie up the feet of the
1st Sword, who had blocked Death Gazer on Kural Plains without any
injuries, or the 2nd Sword who could cut space. There was no value in
preserving the natural environment when facing them.
“No, I’m not trying to blame you…” Blundell was trying to explain
Despite there being no warnings, everyone prepared for battle.
The magic power of the four great magicians oppressed the region,
scattering the aura of the wind, fire, and water elementals that were
called. No matter who rushed out from beyond the charred grass, Theodore
knew that they wouldn’t be able to survive.
‘He’ stepped forward.
“…Hah.” A pool of blood formed every time he took a step. Blood was
flowing from his torn left arm and the hole in the abdomen, ignoring the
recovery effect of aura as it soaked into the earth.
No matter where they looked, he was in a miserable condition. His aura
was flickering like a candle about to be blown out. He raised his right
arm over his head.
“Hey, will you save me if I surrender?” Zest Speitem suggested with a
“…What is going on, 2nd Sword?” Blundell asked as he moved forward,
causing Zest to shake his head. Did he mean that it was difficult to
explain with his own mouth?
“I don’t know. Why did this happen? Why did he attack us…? I
don’t want to die like this. So, save me, okay? I will do whatever you
“D-Damn. It is hard to stand…”
Flop. Zest’s body fell to the ground. The sword master, who should be
tougher than steel, found it hard to stand. This meant that his condition
was extremely serious. Should they give him first aid?
While Blundell was feeling baffled by the unknown situation, Zest looked
behind him and spoke in a faint voice, “Again, we meet… Kid.”
“I couldn’t kill you twice, and now the third encounter… I won’t
be able to even if I am saved…” The strongest swordsman who guarded
the Andras Empire with the 1st Sword chuckled with derision.
He had missed the opportunity to kill his opponent twice, and now he was
begging for his life? If pride had a solid shape, it would’ve
completely shattered at this point. Nevertheless, Zest wanted to live.
Theodore looked into Zest’s eyes and saw his condition more precisely
than anyone else.
Then Theodore declared in a calm manner, “I’m sorry, but you are
already dead. Your wounds can’t be repaired by any means.”
“The hole in your abdomen, it isn’t a mere flesh wound. It destroyed
the soul. Your soul is strong and managed to hold on for a bit in that
state, but now… there isn’t much left.”
Theodore’s ability to see the soul had increased while learning eastern
martial arts and shamanism. As such, he was able to see that the hole had
been drilled into Zest’s soul. It was an injury that couldn’t be
fixed. The soul and the flesh were completely different concepts.
Repairing a broken soul was a feat only possible for a 9th circle
“…I see…” Zest accepted it with a lighter expression like he
could read the truth in Theodore’s face and voice. “Damn, that
monster… He had such power… Dammit. Rather, if I died by your hands,
it… would’ve been better…”
“There is much to be said about running away and winning.”
“…Kuk, cheeky, child. Of course… I…”
Tok, Zest’s right hand fell to the ground. It was the end of a sword
master, the 2nd of the empire’s Seven Swords. Theodore didn’t miss
the way Zest’s soul was drawn somewhere along with his death.
“There is no time to explain. The one who killed Zest is over there.”
Theodore was certain and spoke without thinking.
Something was burning up in his body. Seeing the death of the person, who
had almost killed him in the past and had threatened his kingdom, made
him angry. Zest shouldn’t have died like this.
Theodore had wanted to kill Zest with his own hands. Or maybe he felt a
sense of rapport with him from when they fought? He couldn’t know now.
“…Understood. We will go this way.” Blundell followed Theodore’s
words without asking.
There was no reasoning for it. He was just convinced by Theodore’s
previous achievements and current firm conviction. As they moved in the
indicated direction, they passed by the body of a woman with white hair.
Randolph looked at the strange looking spear and the woman’s body with
a strange expression.
Then at the end of the path, they faced him.
He was big. Anyone who saw him would think so. The man sitting on the
rock was taller than the average person, and his wide shoulders were
magnificent like a mountain. His white-tinged hair reminded them of the
snow peaks, and his grandiose voice echoed. He was holding onto a sword
that had blood dripping from it.
Even though he didn’t introduce himself, everyone knew who he was. This
man was the emperor. He was the peak of the Andras Empire, the emperor
who carried the Seven Swords and dyed the north with blood.
Emperor Kether—anyone born in Meltor couldn’t help hating this man.
However, Theodore felt confused. He didn’t know why, but he felt a
strange sense of familiarity from the emperor.
“Indeed, it was like this.”
The emperor’s eyes, which didn’t contain a shred of humanity, focused
on Theodore. No, it was like he was looking inside Theodore.
“Indeed, it has been a long time, my brother.”
No one knew the meaning of his words. Why did the emperor of Andras call
them brother and why had he killed the 2nd Sword? They didn’t know
anything and couldn’t make a guess. As the fear of the unknown settled
upon the magicians, ‘it’ woke up inside of Theodore.
–I made a guess, but it truly is him.
Theodore immediately responded, ‘The emperor’s brother… Don’t
–It is as you guessed, User. In the midst of this confusion,
Gluttony’s voice was as calm as ever. –He is one of the Seven Sins
that has been in conflict with me since time immemorial―Invidia, the
parasitic grimoire that symbolizes the sin of envy.