Chapter 396 – King of the Storm.

However, he could not continue to be held captive by the gargoyles here.

– Dig!

It was because light began to emanate from the key that Jeremiah had inserted into the door, as if splitting the door open. The door was cut with straight lines, and the light leaked through the various branches, making the door look like a large puzzle.

As I stared blankly at the shining scene, the door smoothly slipped through the gap created by the light and disappeared. What soon emerged was a new path. I checked the walls and ceiling, but no matter how I look at it, the square road looks flat.

“Wait.”

As Usher inadvertently stepped into it, Jeremiah stopped him. He then picked up a large stone and threw it into the hallway. At first, the stone that fell with a thud did not roll for long due to its size, but after it stopped, nothing special happened.

“Fortunately, there seems to be no trap.”
“A trap?”
“Because there are usually golems and lots of traps in the ruins.”
“Then, wouldn’t there be a golem in here?”

If this place is also a ruin, wouldn’t it be strange if a golem was guarding it? As Usher hardened her complexion, Jeremiah shook her head.

“Even so, we must move on. Do you think there is any other way to defeat the mage other than that spell?”
“…No.”

Maybe it was a matter of encountering a golem and dying or being killed by a wizard, but it might be no different. In the end, Jeremiah said, as they were making up their minds.

“You won’t have to worry too much.”
“Why?”
“Because the golems here have long since disappeared.”

For the golems to disappear, weren’t they originally meant to protect the ruins?

“Otherwise, humans, including Kamenshik, wouldn’t have settled down here.”

In the records of the Cattsies at the time, did the land dance and thunder reverberate for dozens of days?

“It seems to me that the mage of the time fought the golem.”
“Are you a wizard?!”

Usher immediately thought of Jude, but he couldn’t. Jeremiah’s story was before Kamenshik settled here.

“Speaking of the wizard at that time… Yes, John, did you say John?”
“John?”

I felt like I had heard the name somewhere, but nothing came to mind. Since she’s a wizard, she’s only thinking she might have heard of it somehow, so Jeremiah steps forward.

“Follow me quickly. I entered using the key first, so even if there is a trap, I don’t think it will work, but if something happens, I’ll need your shield.”
“Okay. Ugh?”

Because of this, he tried to follow him, but the gargoyle kept grabbing Usher.

“Kiriik! Kiik!”
“Sorry.”

It was difficult to hold her and pull her as if she begged him not to leave, but Usher slipped away with her shield and freed her from clinging to him.

“Kiyiing!”

As they progressed through the hallway, the distant gargoyle’s melancholy voice bothered him a little, but he couldn’t help it. Because he had more important things to do with him.

-Multiple multifaceted

Along with the sound of Jeremiah’s bone armor colliding, how far did he go, being wary of traps that could be activated at any time and place? There was no such thing as a trap that made me feel like a fool when I was nervous, and when I reached the end of the dark hallway, I saw what I saw.

“Here is?”

It was a place where the word ruins fit perfectly. It’s not cramped, but objects of unknown shapes and uses are scattered all over the place, and it’s a space that can’t even be called wide, even tilted.

“It looks like part of a ruin buried in the ground.”
“Is this a ruin?”

Looking back after hearing Jeremiah’s words, there were many objects that were dimly reflected in the torch he was holding.

“I don’t think it’s any different from what I know, right?”

Most of them looked like tables, drawers, or bookshelves.

“It looks like it’s made of wood.”

Were there many trees in the Tsushima era? Looking at and touching broken desks and sections of objects, most of them seemed to be made of something like wood. Although it was used for such a purpose, there was nothing but traces of something on it.

“It’s all dust.”

Since no one could come, the only thing that had settled down here was a strange pile of dust that looked like sand.

“Where’s the order…”
“Found!”

When he turned around at Jeremiah’s jubilant voice, which he was afraid to question, he was already approaching the wall close to the ceiling and lighting a torch. Usher ran across the sloping ground and quickly approached behind him, so he could see the shape of the wall.

‘I can’t understand what you mean.’

No matter how much Usher looked, he couldn’t make out what the letters were. However, his eyes also saw a familiar picture.

“The tree of the Sephiroth?”

It was a little more complicated and detailed, and even had a lot of strange letters engraved on it, but it had the same arrangement as the circles that Krikaliev had drawn him once.

“Do you understand?”
“Uncle Krikaliev taught me.”
“I see. This place was also deeply related to the Holy Land in the past.”

Jeremiah seemed to be looking around, skimming the walls with a voice that even felt her ecstasy, and this time she ran to the far left.

“Mister! Why are you there?!”

However, the place curved more upward, so I had to climb up while holding on to the wall that was the ground.

“I can’t help it! If you look at the direction of the text, this is the first page!”

Jeremiah climbed up with her fingers to the endless gap and looked at the wall full of her writings and paintings. In the end, Usher could not stop him from clinging to the wall and watched him, so he heard a muttering.

“The three gods? The gods rule the world according to a certain cycle.”
‘God?’

Didn’t they come to find a spell to kill the sorcerer? Usher looked up at the dangling Jeremiah curiously, but either way, his muttering continued.

“Say the god of mercy, say the god of death, say the god of war.”
“…Osiris?”

As Usher involuntarily muttered the name of God he had heard from him, Jeremiah nodded her head in agreement.

“That’s it. Then you could call them Isis, Osiris, and Horus, respectively.”

Then he started slowly climbing down the wall.

“A cycle of 2000 years, embracing instinct as nature, reigning humility as death, demanding answers as a child.”

His feet touched the ground again.

“A time of development and regression. History accumulated over a long period of time, wisdom to look back on and learn from, intelligence inherited, and self-control to reflect on failures.”

He came closer to where the tree of the Sephiroth was drawn, but his muttering continued as he read the writing on the wall.

“The era of the Tsushima City, when the apex of the road was approaching.”
‘The Daemado Age.’

Usher chanted along to Jeremiah’s murmur and glanced at the wall, but again there was nothing he could read.

“But the tower was cut off by the staff held in the baby’s hand…?”

Then, at the bewildered voice he heard, Usher asked.

“Does the baby hold the wand?”
“It must mean that the dumbest has sat on the throne.”
“But.”

Shouldn’t the king be smart? In Lantua, Aeolus was a good leader even if he was a bit scared, and he had heard Medea brag about it several times. I was told that Ison of Parz was personally resentful, but he was not at least an incompetent king.

“There are people who gave a wand to a baby… They were called Kamenshik.”
“Kamenchic?!”

Why do their names come from here? Usher was also surprised, but Jeremiah read the letters on the wall even more confused.

“They were once the greatest. They were the ones who went on the path of order.”

It depicts those building towers.

“If you reach the end of the road, you will face the longed-for god.”

This time it was God. Why is that name repeated over and over again?

“However, they did not want to go any further. They concluded that they were fit to rule the world.”

What follows is a picture of the tower builders tearing down the tower themselves.

“Because it was easier to knock down a tower you built yourself.”

It was a picture of a fat man holding a cane and watching them.

“This…”
“Looks like an ancient statue of Venus.”
“Venus statue? Not a baby?”
“If it were a baby, I would have drawn it a little smaller.”

He continued to speak while answering Usher’s words.

“In the end, the tower collapsed and the three gods also fell to the ground.”

There were three girls standing on the altar.

“The cycle has gone astray, and the time of chaos has come.”

They tremble under the sword.

“Who knew that those who would have dreamed of eternity under the rule of a new god would also be abandoned?”

The last picture was a giant hand pointing at the people who were building the tower as they fell somewhere.

“Those who want the liberation of the age. Face the truth and cry out its name. That’s what it is…”

However, Jeremiah’s words did not continue. What the hell did he see? Because his eyes widened and hardened as he looked at the last words.

“Mister!”
“Heh, haha! That’s right! It was like that!”

In the end, Usher couldn’t stand it and called him out, and he started laughing.

“I never thought that preparing for death would have meant this.”

He kept smiling, so I asked with a frustrated heart.

“So you confirmed the order?”
“Yeah, it’s clear why this can kill a wizard.”
“What kind of order is that?”
“Unfortunately I can’t teach you that.”

Jeremiah grinned and stroked his hair roughly.

“It’s the name of death.”