The Book Eating Magician - chapter-301
Theodore appeared with a flash of light. As soon as he escaped from the
teleport blockade, he moved from the halls of the palace to his private
He didn’t want to walk around, but neither did he feel so tired that he
wanted to lie down in bed right away. If it was as Kurt explained, no one
would know that Theodore had already woken up. In that case, there was no
need for him to cause a disturbance.
‘I am worried about Sylvia and Master, but… His Majesty would’ve
told me if something has happened to them.’
In Meltor, information could no longer be hidden or limited restricted to
Theodore. Kurt knew this, so wasn’t it impossible for him to hide news
about Theo’s people? It was right to think that nothing had happened in
Theodore sat in his chair and requested, “Explain the feature called
the Hall of Fame.”
He had read the message a few times, but all it said was ‘learn the
accumulated knowledge of magicians using achievement points.’ How could
he learn it and what was included? He was forced to ask Gluttony directly.
-Okay. Unsurprisingly, Gluttony replied like it had been waiting. -As
implied by the name, the Hall of Fame is a special function that exists
to preserve the souls of memorable or worthy magicians. This feature
applies to writers of books eaten by all users, from the Age of Mythology
to present day. Only the most brilliant and outstanding ones are eligible
for this function.
“…Since the Age of Mythology?”
-That’s right. There is a magician who pulled an asteroid from outer
space, and there’s also a magician who made an underwater city at the
bottom of the sea. Every single one of them has made a mark in the
history of magic.
Meteor fall was a catastrophe which had been unintentionally caused by a
great magician whilst exploring the sea of stars. The legendary
underwater city known as Atlantis… Records said it was an island which
had been sunk by the hands of Atlas during the Age of Mythology.
Some of the magicians were wicked, and others were good. However, their
alignment didn’t matter. Gluttony only cared about the magic. Thus, he
collected the souls of over 100 great magicians. Sometimes, they were the
enemies of his user. There were other times when they were disciples or
heroes who fought on the battlefield together.
The Hall of Fame was like Gluttony’s history built over thousands of
years, maybe longer.
Theodore asked without hiding his surprise, “I can learn from them
-If you want. It is also possible to receive their assistance if you have
enough achievement points.
“Assistance? Is it similar to the one question one answer function?”
-The question and answer is the most basic assistance, Gluttony gave a
vague answer. Then it made a direct suggestion, -It is quicker to
experience it once. How about it?
-Yes. You don’t seem to have anything to do. If I am mistaken, I will
Theodore was a little worried, but his hesitation was brief. This was
something he had to experience once, and it was hard for him to leave the
room right now. He got up from the chair and moved to the bed before
giving an answer. After all, be it Synchro or the Library, he had lost
consciousness every time he used Gluttony’s functions.
“Okay, I will try it once.”
-A wise decision.
Gluttony moved at Theodore’s consent.
[At User’s request, the Hall of Fame has opened.]
[User currently has 157,329 achievement points.]
[Reconstructing the list of the Hall of Fame… Complete. The structure
has been fixed in the form of a ‘gallery’, according to the user’s
recognition structure. There are three frames registered by User.]
[Connecting to the Hall of Fame.]
Theodore felt his consciousness being sucked away as always. Behind his
eyelids, his spirit was being drawn into the hole on his left palm. The
connection with his five senses faded, and the distinction between
reality and his consciousness blurred. He was sucked into the vortex of
…Or he should have been.
‘Uh, aren’t I enduring well?’
Unlike before, Theodore remained conscious.
‘Is it because I reached the 8th circle? If I go this way, I can enter
Not long after that, Theodore clenched his teeth and prepared for the
dizziness. Then his consciousness was sucked into Gluttony’s vortex.
Kiiiing-! There was a sharp noise ringing in the mental world, where
there was no concept of sound. Simultaneously, a wave of dizziness came
over him. Theodore was stunned, dizzy, and then nauseous. Even so, he
patiently endured it for a few minutes. Finally, the dizziness stopped.
Theodore opened his tightly closed eyes and looked around.
Then he became thrilled.
[Is this the universe inside of Gluttony?]
There was a sea of endless darkness filled with shiny beads of light like
the stars in the night sky. It was a huge and desolate universe. These
were the words of old scholars: The sky, the earth, and the universe were
wide and rough. If the study of magic touched the world, then the
universe was waiting at the final destination.
Theodore refuse to imagine the end of the world that was infinitely
expanding even now. It was a spectacular universe inside the grimoire,
Gluttony of the Seven Sins.
-Hoh, you didn’t lose consciousness. Gluttony recognized him. -If you
look at it every day, you’ll get no inspiration. But the first
impression is the same for any user. Civilization as well. Once you
observe it, you have no choice but to pursue it. Regardless of whether it
is magic or science, there is nothing in history that hasn’t challenged
the universe. User, Theodore Miller, are you the same as the prophets?
[…I am a bit ashamed, but I can’t deny it.]
Theodore’s heart was beating rapidly. He’d thought that pursuing a
dream was purely a privilege of childhood, but now a new fire was burning
in Theodore’s heart. A magician with eight circles could destroy a
kingdom. However, even they weren’t qualified to leave this earth and
challenge the universe. Only a person who had become a true transcendent
by completing nine circles, the circles beyond the frame of life, could
‘Per ardua ad astra (Through adversity to the stars),’ Theodore
recalled an old saying he’d heard somewhere and clenched his fists.
-Here we are.
At that moment, gravity returned to Theodore’s body.
“Wah!” Theodore stumbled a few steps due to the sudden change and
opened his eyes after barely regaining his balance. “…This place.”
In a simple word, it was a corridor. A gentle light shone from the lamps
on the wall, and the passage was a straight path. There was a red carpet
at his feet as he took careful steps. It was a landscape that could be
present in a royal palace, but Theodore found a strange point.
Countless portraits hung along the corridor at regular intervals.
“Simon Magus… Georg Faust… Aleister Crowley…?”
There were nameplates at the bottom of the portraits lined up on the left
and right. Even if he knew the history of the Age of Mythology, the great
people who played active roles in that era were unknown. Theodore only
knew about Surtr, the owner of Laevateinn and Paracelsus.
-You can touch it if you want.
Theodore reached out a finger according to Gluttony’s words.
[Would you like to open Aleister Crowley? 48,316 points will be consumed
to awaken this soul.]
“4-48,000?” Theodore panicked at the absurd number and let go,
causing the message to disappear without a trace. If he thought about a
grimoire that was worth 70,000 points, this was a truly ridiculous cost.
Then Gluttony chuckled and said, -I’m sorry, but this is just at an
ordinary level, User. Simon Magus next to him requires 150,000 points to
“What? What type of magician is he?”
-He was the peak of gnosticism. He died in the challenge of the 10th
circle, but his capabilities are considered within the top three inside
this Hall of Fame.
Theodore gulped involuntarily. He didn’t know who Simon Magus was, but
Gluttony placed him within the top three despite having collected
magicians for thousands of years? A monster that had reached the peak
even during the Age of Mythology, where there were 100 grandmasters… He
wasn’t something that could be easily awakened with achievement points.
“Eh?” At that moment, there were some portraits that caught
Theodore’s eyes. “…Why are these portraits shining?”
The portrait before him wasn’t reflecting the light. Rather, the frame
itself was actually emitting light. Moreover, it wasn’t just one.
Theodore looked carefully at the contents of the portraits and staggered
back. It wasn’t because he discovered an unfamiliar face. On the
contrary, it was because familiar faces welcomed him.
Gluttony confirmed Theodore’s thoughts, -It is as you are thinking.
These portraits are the souls personally collected by User.
From left to right, they were Heathcliff, Abe no Seimei, and Paracelsus.
They were magicians worthy of being in the Hall of Fame.
“The authors of the books I ate are here…” Theodore looked at the
three portraits with a strange sentiment.
Meanwhile, Gluttony continued, -They don’t need to be opened up
separately, and it doesn’t cost a big price to talk to them. It is also
possible to get their help easier than other souls if you use achievement
“Their help… For example?”
-The lingering attachments left by great magicians like them are usually
hard to solve. Furthermore, in the case of a unique ability, it is often
impossible to learn even after completing Transmission. It is like
Paracelsus’ Discerning Eye, that is innate to him, or Heathcliff’s
Theodore nodded. Their unique abilities were extraordinary and powerful.
If he could borrow these abilities at will, it would be worth spending
the achievement points.
‘Ah, that reminds me.’ Theodore looked at the portraits and
remembered the past. ‘When you have reached the boundary of a mortal,
go once again to the world tree… Should I ask Paracelsus about that?’
Having gone from the 7th circle to the 8th circle, there was only one
wall left to transcend. So, Theodore probably met the criteria now. He
looked at Paracelsus’ portrait. Paracelsus was a dignified and elegant
magician with a white beard. However, there was an unquenchable curiosity
and playfulness in his eyes.
‘…No, it would be hard to hear a proper answer.’ Theodore’s
intuition spoke to him. The hint that the old man gave Theodore
previously was the only thing he would hear, so it wasn’t worth wasting
achievement points. Thus, Theodore stood in front of a different portrait
and reached out a hand.
-User, will you receive his help?
-…I don’t understand your intentions, but okay. I will approve the
request and call the soul.
At the same time, several notification messages popped up.
[Heathcliff’s soul has been called.]
[It is a soul directly collected by the user. A conversation with the
soul won’t consume any achievement points.]
The left hanging portrait shone, and the shadow of a man walked out. He
was a middle-aged bearded man in white robes. It was the former master of
the white tower and writer of the Book of Clouds, Heathcliff.
“Ah, you called me.” He saw Theodore in front of him and his eyes
widened. “…What? You’ve already reached the 8th circle? It isn’t
uncommon to be surpassed by juniors, but I never had that experience. I
didn’t know I would fall behind first.”
“Don’t worry. My stomach is just slightly sick,” Heathcliff started
the conversation with a silly joke before nodding calmly. “So? Why have
you called me, Junior? You hardly need my help now with your skills.”
“If only that was the case.” Theodore had a purpose for calling
Heathcliff. “I would like to request for Senior’s specialty.”
“Hrmm, my specialty?”
“Yes.” Theodore took a deep breath and confronted Heathcliff’s hazy
eyes. “Please read the mysteries known only to heaven for me.”