The Problematic Child of the Magic Tower
[Translator - Night]
[Proofreader - Gun]
Chapter 218: Eternal Moment (6)
A deep sense of disappointment filled Yuribe’s eyes as he looked over the three.
‘...How anticlimactic.’
He had come fully prepared, but his opponents weren’t ready at all.
The woman he had been most wary of was staring blankly into space with dazed eyes, mumbling to herself.
Clearly, she wasn’t in any condition to fight.
‘And the conductor guy...’
He was sitting there with threads tied to both hands, only his eyes shifting around.
Those threads were likely connected to the cocky brat who had gone inside.
Obviously, he couldn’t go all out in battle while holding onto those.
‘So that makes two out of the three effectively out of commission.’
He felt like a fool for preparing so thoroughly.
Had he known it would be like this, he might as well have come alone.
‘...No. Actually, maybe this isn’t so bad.’
The one he wanted to tear apart the most was the arrogant beast who cut off his horn.
If that brat emerged from the “place where everything stops” to find his comrades turned into cold corpses?
“Heh... heheheh.”
Watching that arrogant face twist in despair might be quite entertaining.
Yuribe glanced back at the five demon kin he had brought with him.
Each of them was about as strong as the woman who had engaged in close combat earlier.
‘So it’s five against one.’
The digits dropped with each passing second, representing the time left to maintain this world.
Kaya’s technique Mansangchoryeon always had a fixed limit of 999 seconds.
‘Once this magical time ends, I’ll become nothing but a bug.’
She’d lose the ability to use even basic tattoo magic—left with only a tough body, nothing more than a brawler.
And against them, she wouldn’t survive even one second in that state.
‘...So I have to reduce their numbers as much as possible before then.’
Eliminating at least five minions and draining Yuribe’s stamina—that was the best-case scenario Kaya could aim for.
‘Please... I’m begging you.’
Thinking of Oscar and Sasha, Kaya prayed fervently.
‘Either one of you... just come back soon.’
‘Edna Sol Laplace.
Seeing her in person brought back a wave of nostalgia.
In his past life, the first time he met her was here—inside the Solitary World.
‘Back then, Edna was like a hedgehog with its quills raised.’
No one felt loneliness as deeply as she did, yet she was afraid to take the hand that was offered to her.
He was the one who brought that capricious creature out into the world.
After that, the two of them grew close rapidly.
—Oscar, why do humans even ride carriages?
—Well, because it’s the fastest way to travel?
—Flying is faster though.
—...Normal humans can’t fly.
—I see. Understood.
He taught her knowledge and culture from the human world.
—Edna, how does the dragon tongue magic actually work?
—Words are just tools. They’re a medium for engraving our will onto the world. More precisely, we’re turning our will into magic.
—Ah, I think I get the gist.
And she taught him disciplines and wisdom that didn’t exist in the human realm.
They were each other’s teachers, friends, and comrades.
“......”
That friend now lay asleep right before his eyes.
Oscar slowly stepped closer to her.
Despite the fact that her lifespan was being steadily consumed in real time, her closed eyes looked peaceful.
He gently placed his hand on the head of the enormous dragon, far larger than his own body.
‘Twenty-one years. That’s long enough.’
It was time for her to wake up.
Oscar didn’t know how to wake her from her deep slumber.
But he did know how to make the Solitary World itself collapse.
‘Isolation Garden.’
That spell, modeled after this world, could do it.
The collision of nothingness with nothingness would cause both spaces to naturally disappear.
But there was one problem.
“......”
Oscar looked down at the thread tied around his waist—Muyeong.
If the Solitary World didn’t collapse as planned, the only result might be that the thread snapped.
In that worst-case scenario, even the bare minimum guarantee of survival would vanish.
“......”
Oscar slowly closed his eyes.
He owed Edna—his longtime friend—so much.
Yet he’d never properly repaid her, always using the excuse of being busy.
‘You helped me a lot in our past life...’
“So in this one, I’ll repay that debt.”
Firm in his resolve, Oscar quietly drew up his magic.
Flick. The thread of magic wrapped around his waist fell away, limp.
Unique Magic: Isolation Garden.
White magic seeped into the field like a dream descending upon the land.
[Translator - Night]
[Proofreader - Gun]

Comments

Loading...