Omniscient First-Person’s Viewpoint

That he also drank the golden gyeongdo.

After thinking for a while, I calmly walked down the street again. I think someone warned me that they would kill me if I spread chaos, but what does that matter? You don’t know what a landmine is because you don’t know what chaos is in the first place.

It was then.

The darkness shook. The figure ran through the shadow of the building and looked around with its red eyes shining. Tyr, who was scattering gloomy energy, soon approached me. Tyr, who pursed his lips and glared at something in this place, was terrifying enough to make all his downy hair stand on end.

“what. Tyr. What have you been up to here? Didn’t you say you would stay in your room because you hate the sunlight?”

“I have a bad feeling…”

Tyr murmured in a bleak voice.

“A terribly intrusive sensation led me here. I feel like I can’t live with my feet on the same land. It seemed like they were crying out to trample, kill, and take the blood… Phew, didn’t you see something here?”

there was. A little while ago, the saintess warned me. If Ferel was a bit late, who would win if the saintess and the founder fought? You would have checked the answer to the childish question you ask today.

hmm. I’m curious… but I can’t watch the tedium of the two fighting for weeks to find out. I pretended to look around.

“I’m the only one right now, isn’t that me?”

“That couldn’t be! It was a distinctly unpleasant sensation, different from that of you and others. Did you really have nothing?”

“I didn’t feel well. Who gave me a blessing? What should I do? Will Tyr wash you with darkness?”

“Wash Mr.?”

Tyr hesitated for a moment. what’s the matter. Why don’t you put on some darkness?

‘Darkness is part of me. I’m going to wash my body with it… I don’t know what to say, but it’s a bit embarrassing.’

“wait for a sec. Come to think of it, blessings are good, right? That’s Okay. Let’s go like this.”

“Stay still.”

Darkness swept over me as if it covered my body. Tyr’s darkness just brushed past without much touch like the wind, but it felt strange because he had just read his thoughts. It’s just a feeling, so just ignore it.

It may be possible to cover the eyes of ‘fate’ for a while because it is surrounded by darkness… but that won’t last long either.

There is no reason to waste time. Let’s go right away.

“Tyr. Shall we take a short walk? You don’t like sunlight, but I’ll carry a parasol instead.”

“What?”

Stunned by the unexpected suggestion, Tyr held out his hand with a small cough.

“I’m not too keen on it, but I’ll save your face and let you go with me. lead it.”

“To expect. I will make it an unforgettable memory.”

“Whoops. You are confident. What the hell are you trying to show me?”

After gently holding my hand and accepting the parasol, I stood beside Tyr and said with a smile.

“It’s a corn field.”

Corn, which is more like a reed than a tree, is arrogantly growing taller and sucking in intelligence and hiding the fruit in its pocket. It is obviously a greedy creature. Not as much as the person who takes it away.

Approaching the cornfield, a man raised his hand and shouted.

“Stop there. This place is managed by the Lord of the Lord’s Drum Chamber. I won’t allow more access than this.”

“Oh, sir. I haven’t eaten anything since yesterday. I am so hungry that I want to take some corn. There are so many, at least one is fine, right?”

I approached with the most pitiful expression on my face. However, the man waved his hand regardless of my realistic performance.

“If you’re going to make a frost, do it like a wildcat on the outskirts! This center is inaccessible to humans other than Drum Trading Company…!”

“To monopolize food! Dirty bourgeois! die! A stun stab!”

As I got closer, I raised the blade of my hand and hit the neck. Having been attacked unexpectedly, he glared at me while coughing violently.

“Cool! Cuckoo! cowardly…!”

He didn’t fall in one hit. cumbersome.

“Stunning Punch! FYI, I beat myself until I pass out. Please pass out gently.”

As he kindly explained, he hit his head. The guard of the Good Drum Company, who had been guarding the corn field under orders to prevent someone from turning into a homunculus, collapsed in succession of shocks.

‘Keuheuk… this bastard…. wait and see. If you catch your breath, I’ll call all the members of the Chamber! Know that you can’t go out well!’

bring them all because you wanted

I continued guiding through the corn with grace.

“Let’s go Tyr.”

“phew. It seems that he is still conscious.”

“Leave it. You don’t have to use your fine hands for this ugly thing. I’ll take care of it.”

“Whoops. Don’t leave it to me.”

Tyr laughed happily and followed me through the cornfields. Every time a corn leaf tried to hit Tyr’s head, he managed to sneak it away and score points. Tyr covered his mouth and laughed, as if he was happy with my trivial action.

“Can I get you one?”

“You won’t be able to eat it, but let’s take a look.”

Break off the corn and peel off several layers of husks. Trying to wrap it up in thin clothes is just a feeble resistance to humans to arouse the desire to conquer. He violently tore off each piece and pulled out the flesh hidden inside.

eggs are missing Corn was the ideal form we imagined.

“It’s a bountiful harvest.”

“It looks like the egg is going to explode. where. Let’s taste it.”

Freshly harvested corn tastes sweet even when chewed. I took a bite of Golden Kyung’s corn.

Also, the taste is amazing. It’s on a different level from the Chimera Kong of the military. It gave up taste for practicality, but this is nothing compared to the amount and taste. If it weren’t for the curse of the golden mirror.

As he was savoring the taste, Tyr became contemplative and shouted.

“phew! Didn’t I tell you not to eat it!”

“A little is fine. Even if I try to eat it now, it will not be digested, and as an outsider in the first place, my body is made up of things outside the nations.”

“But…”

“It’s okay.”

Rather, it is necessary to eat in order to resonate even a little with the golden mirror.

With Tyr’s worried expression in front of him, he chewed the corn and passed it into his stomach. The sloppy stomach went into the process of digesting without recognizing what it had just eaten. It is philanthropy in the true sense.

Swallowing a gulp, I honestly expressed my appreciation.

“It’s delicious, but I need to eat it quickly. When corn is harvested, it loses its taste.”

“You haven’t harvested yet, have you?”

“It’s like harvesting. The golden goblet is an alchemist. We need the ingredients to make this much corn. Just as corn sucks up the intellect and produces crops, the golden wares must have used up all the intellect of the land.”

The soil is completely dry and crumbly. It is a barren and dead land. Magic is the power to accelerate the phenomena that exist in the world, and alchemy is the magic that transforms matter.

Perhaps the golden mirror had all the tricks that corn could do over several months, in an instant. with alchemy.

“It is still hanging, but in fact it is as if it has been thrown to the ground. Not even Chimera Beans will grow in a land like this where there is no water or fertility.”

Hecto probably doesn’t know this. Even if I have to harvest it quickly, what is the reason why I haven’t harvested the hat yet in the country….

I know. Because I read your thoughts. Also what he needed an hour of the day.

Tyr muttered as he looked around.

“It’s something you can’t even imagine. What do you mean by golden sutra?”

“Tyr. Do you know anything about drinking?”

It was an unexpected question, but Tyr didn’t question it and thought about it seriously. Tyr, groping his memory, recalled something and replied.

“Drinking… I’ve heard of it. Seonghwangcheong is the existence they are trying to get rid of.”

“Haven’t you seen it?”

“I’ve been looking for it, but it’s hard to guess what it really is. The explanations are ambiguous as if caught in a floating cloud, and each person says something different.”

“Then I will tell you. The Demon God is a god who has reached a great reason.”

Hmm, Tyr reacted in a small but certain way. The reaction is not great, but it is good. It’s worth talking about.

“And I am also human.”

This time, he was a bit surprised, but he didn’t interrupt me and showed an attitude of listening. Because he’s really good at explaining things.

“Tyr. Did I mention the yukata before? Unique magic is an extension of one’s image.”

“Know.”

“But there are two ways to expand. It is an extension of the object and an extension of the image.”

I said, pointing up.

“Usually, when an image is related to an object or its function, the expansion of the object occurs when the image is incorporated into a characteristic tool, such as Maximilien’s cogwheel, for example. Although the applicable target is narrow, the mage has strong control only in the function that the target has.”

In this case, if the applied target is altered, the unique magic loses its power. I also sealed Maximilien’s weapon by inserting a small cog between them.

Only me can use it against the target if I contact it… but it’s not easy with this pathetic body.

“If imagery is related to phenomena, it is the other way around. When you change a certain range of rules, you can’t exert such a powerful control. Instead, the rules change only in the space he rules. So that it applies to all.”

Roquette or Peru are examples of this. Rockets turn steel within a certain range into explosives, and Peru accelerates the decay of all materials. It is difficult to directly specify only the desired target. Because they change the rules.

My ability is ambiguous even at this time. Stealing the ability would only slightly add to that tendency, but not offset it.

“However, no unique magic can directly change the body of another person. The body of others is a microcosm completely isolated from the world. It is itself the most powerful yummado, and its energies promise complete protection for its microcosm. If mana is the expansion of the image, qigong is the expansion of the body. That’s why it’s difficult to directly affect armored weapons even with unique magic.”

“That’s why the old knight fought the evil wizard on equal footing.”

“yes. It is not wrong to say that qigong repels magic.”

Qigong and Magic ~Introduction~ Lecture. Tyr was interested in the theoretical content that an ordinary person would find boring.

Of course, Manhakdo is the best among students. I know how precious learning is.

“You can’t affect other people’s bodies…. That’s what you said when explaining the homunculus dilemma.”

“You remembered it correctly. That’s why I said that only dead people can be transformed by relying on someone else’s magical power. Even if you don’t die from it, the body that has lost its resistance like that can die at any time.”

“Then what does that have to do with the demon? Are demon gods also beings who have overcome their limitations?”

I shook my head. To the demon god, such trivial things don’t even matter.

Of course, if you use the demon’s power to kill a human, you can get that result, but that’s like killing a chicken with a knife to kill a cow… no, it’s like executing an ant with a guillotine.

“But there is a certain unique magic. The image of a human with that unique magic is unique to that person… but at the same time, it is also a great principle that penetrates this world. Even if such a principle is not inherent magic, it exists by nature, so its power resonates with this world.”

Not life and death, but the criterion for dividing it.

Not dignity, but the faith that underpins it.

The Demon God tramples on the small hope humans have been desperately protecting.

“The object of action is all things in the world. The scope of action is the entire universe. There is no deadline. Even if he dies. Because it existed during his lifetime and will continue after death for all eternity.”