Genius Engineer in the Labyrinth - Chapter 345



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In conclusion, this was indeed a necropolis from the past. Although it was smaller and more insignificant than the necropolis that had been abandoned for 500 years after Kamaishi’s death.

Alan used his ghostly state to his advantage as he roamed the city. Observing the city’s inhabitants and their daily lives was a bonus.

‘Where is the magic shop?’

The curiosity about magic in this era slightly surpassed the goal of finding Kamai, and there was ample reason to rationalize it.

‘I don’t even know where you live anyway.’

This is probably the time before Kamai was sold into slavery. So he had to go out and find a home himself.

Fortunately, the Kamaishi school had a portrait of him that they had kept, so they could infer his childhood appearance, so there was no need to worry about confusing him with someone else.

Alan walked around the town near the big village, but didn’t find any magic shops or anything.

‘I was mistaken. I never thought I would make such a mistake because I was blinded by magic.’

It is now a full 500 years ago, no, it is close to 600 years ago during Kamai’s childhood. It is a time when there is a huge difference from the present day when magic is running rampant due to the discovery of the labyrinth.

Even in the past, knowledge was concentrated in the hands of those in power, because knowledge is power and a great means of controlling the crowd.

If you uselessly reveal your knowledge, you will only be giving those below you a chance to become equal to you. So, it is best to control them thoroughly.

Alan returned to the office. He searched for a book in a small study that seemed to have been built for show, but unfortunately the letters were illegible.

‘They didn’t even implement something like this.’

At that moment, the door opened slightly and a boy with pale brown skin came in. His face looked very similar to Kamai’s supposed face.

‘Did you work in a government office? But your clothes are a bit big.’

The boy was wearing a rough-looking vest and shorts. He glanced down the hallway and then came inside.

I came to where Alan was standing, took out the book, and started flipping through the pages. The speed was very fast.

‘Yeah, this is a good speed for reading books.’

When I was reading a book, not for memory correction, my colleagues would sometimes ask if I was just looking. Anyway, I was glad to meet someone who reads as intently as I do.

‘Should we say that the knowledge engraved through memory modification is light···.’

Knowledge needs to be filtered and fleshed out through one’s own perspective and stored in the brain, but memory modification was omitted and it was inserted into the brain cells. Naturally, it was also highly volatile.

It’s just Alan’s thoughts, and he doesn’t say them out loud. Memory modification is a result of advanced magic, and the preference for this method is much higher than reading.

‘Your methods are different from mine.’

Alan observed Kamai, respecting their tastes. He read the books carefully, without opening them wide. When he closed one, he reached for another.

I wish he had just talked to himself, but he remained silent. He frequently rolled his eyes in all directions as a bonus.

‘Did you sneak in?’

As if my prediction was right, as soon as I heard the bell ring, I closed my book and crept out. I moved around the blind spots of the guards changing shifts and mingled with the workers at the office.

“This guy!”

But a long tail is bound to get stepped on. The middle-aged woman pulled Kamaishi’s ear.

“You do the errands I ask you to do and then dodge?”

“Oh, I did it! It hurts!”

“Of course I’m going to tease you to make you feel better! Today, we have an important guest, so please be quiet. Mai, listen to what I say.”

It was before he received the title of ‘Ka’ and that was his real name. Kamai grumbled and headed towards the servants’ quarters next to the government office.

‘What should I do?’

Alan followed Kamai around, pondering. He took out the ankh and shook it, and hit Kamai’s body, but it was no use. When he spoke to her, she just shook her shoulders or poked her with her fingers as if the wind had gotten into her ears.

Because it was a ghost state, its limitations were clear.

Before we knew it, it was dinner time. When the bell rang, Kamai, who had been quiet, jumped up from the mat. It seemed like he was trying to keep an eye on the distinguished guest.

‘Well, if you’re curious, you should check.’

It was the same as keeping his promise to keep quiet as long as there were no problems. Kamai went out, carrying a piece of iron that was too embarrassing to be called a dagger.

The sun was setting. Many people were wearing layers of clothing because the desert nights were cold. But most of Alan’s thoughts were elsewhere.

‘How on earth can I escape from consciousness?’

Because it was in a ghostly state, there were very few things it could do right away. It was also difficult to carve runes into it due to its limitations in not being able to interfere with matter.

Anyway, the moon was rising, and Kamai approached the banquet hall. The banquet hall was the government office garden, and at this point, it was the most interesting place in the necropolis.

The pot-bellied official greeted a man in a loose-fitting overcoat. The leather armor visible through the slightly flared fabric was impressive.

‘You’re like a wizard.’

Alan approached the VIP’s escort. Using his ghostly state, he looked inside the cloth that covered his entire body, only seeing twisted skin and skeletons.

‘Ghouls and skeleton soldiers, necromancers.’

If that’s the case, then today is the day Kamai is sold. Selling an orphan boy was not an unusual thing in these times.

Kamai hid in the shadows of the government office and looked this way. As the necromancer was pouring a drink, his eyes moved in that direction.

“good.”

The undead escort ran at the master’s command. Naturally, the target was the hidden Kamai, and there was no way a young boy could shake off the ghoul.

The moment Ghoul knocked out Kamai and placed it on his shoulder, Alan’s gaze was drawn to it. It was a possession. And a familiar feeling enveloped his entire body.

‘Kamaido has excessive magical powers.’

I felt the magical power of the child who was not as good as me but still had a temper. How was I supposed to overcome this situation with a child with excessive magical power? That’s why no one has ever succeeded in this situation.

Even according to the Kamaishi school, all the Keys of the Ritual suffer from hyper-magic. These are the ones who must avoid studying the mysteries due to their natural punishment.

But Alan had a method. He had a history of using similar methods to drive out enemies from the ruins where he had cured Sophia’s illness.

‘The blood of the overactive magician is an excellent material. There must be a reason why it was made at this particular time.’

It’s easy to just get dragged along. And all those who failed would have followed the same process.

Alan carved his arm with a piece of iron that Kamai had. Using the flowing blood as paint and his sensitive fingers as a brush, he drew runes. The canvas was the back of a ghoul.

[robbery], [domination]

As the ghoul stood still, the necromancer’s expression immediately distorted. He quickly realized that he had lost ownership.

“Cover them all at once!”

His undead escorts swarmed from all directions under his command. Their elaborate attire made them look like desert warriors.

Ghoul laid Alan on the ground and struck the jaw of the first skeleton that rushed at him. The skull spun several times due to the [Acceleration] and [Enhanced] drawn on its forearm.

The ghouls blocked the escort, and Alan drew pictures with blood on the bodies of the fallen men. In the blink of an eye, the situation was reversed.

No matter how much magic the necromancer used or how much he summoned servants, it was difficult to overcome the reinforced undead.

But Alan kept a close watch so that the necromancer wouldn’t unleash all his magic.

‘It’s quite different from modern magic.’

In modern times, the development of magicware that helps with the creation of the spirit has made the spells more elaborate and extensive. The importance of technology has increased, and the part where will is involved has decreased. In the past, it was the opposite. The spells were full of holes, and will filled in the gaps.

‘Show me more···.’

The surrounding scenery melted away like a mirage, and Alan was left in a dark space in a spirit state. As he looked around, he discovered something engraved under his feet.

‘What does it mean?’

It was a completely unintelligible text. Still, I had a feeling about how to overcome this situation.

A light appeared in the black space. The light sphere floating above the black pillar softly illuminated the surroundings like a candle.

‘There are three pillars left. I just need to light them all.’

Alan’s vision spun around as he thought, and he came across a cave full of artificial traces. There was a beast skull hanging on the wall, and the floor was flat and smooth.

There was a presence at the end of the passage. Every time something approached, a firework would burst from the eye sockets of the skull, illuminating the surroundings.

A man wearing a hood pulled down low walked slowly through the cave. Then he suddenly stopped right in front of Alan.

“Who are you? You are a strange soul.”

“Can you see me?”

“I can tell you because I see you. This is the first time I’ve met a soul as clear as yours. Is that armor? What’s its name? Is it something from the Eastern Continent? The pronunciation and word usage are strange, so it must be from the East.”

“Wow, that’s interesting. Can necromancers see souls?”

“How did you know I was a necromancer?”

They only asked questions without giving an inch to each other. They put their own curiosity before others.

“Please let me know first.”

“You first.”

“I should have asked the question first.”

“This is my home.”

“Is it a ghost?”

The only eyes that can see spirits without special measures are the Yeonganan, and like the Ma’an Eye that can see magical powers, they are extremely rare.

“The answer is given as if it were a question.”

The necromancer pulled back his hood. A pale, brown-skinned youth’s face was revealed. The young Kamaishi’s eyes glowed.

“It’s fate that we met like this, so should we talk? You can come under me.”

“I’m okay with the former, but I’d reject the latter.”

“I completely understand how you feel. No one likes being restricted.”

The mood was good at first. But what happened next was problematic. Kamai reached into his bosom and pulled out a rosary with large eyes on it.

“But this guy seems to think differently.”

The eyeballs rolled back and looked straight at Alan. The light emanating from the pupils became chains that bound Alan’s soul.

“It was a good hunt. I hope we can have a fruitful conversation.”

“···.”

“Are you speechless because you’re shocked? But that’s the way life is. If you just follow along, I’ll give you a lot of concessions.”

Alan wasn’t shocked. He had fully expected Kama to do something like this.

‘All wizards are the same.’

It would be the same even if the positions were reversed. If Kamai’s spirit appeared before my eyes, I would first try to capture it.

Alan looked down at the chain of light. If they interfered here, they could do it here too. Oros pressed against the chain, feeling his muscles bulging and tearing his clothes, as if he was applying strength to his arms.

The light shattered into pieces and dissolved into the air. At the same time, Kamai’s eyes widened slightly.

“Yeah. It’s not easy… Huh!”

Before Kamai could finish speaking, Alan’s fist struck his jaw. His soul moved as he thought, not because his body was being tormented by excessive magical power, and he presented a clean and uncluttered regime.

“If you observe this side, you will be able to see it from this side too.”

“What nonsense are you talking about! How strong were you in your life that you even have physical strength!”

“I am still alive.”

“Nonsense! Just accept death!”

Kamai shook the rosary beads again. All sorts of spells that bound the soul flew in, but Alan easily removed them.

“That distinct form! It proves how strong the mental power is···.”

Alan’s fist cut off Kamai’s words. He hesitated for a moment, wondering if he should listen to the end, but he quickly figured out the meaning, so he didn’t hesitate long.

The fight was one-sided. Kamai’s techniques were ineffective against his mental power, but all of Alan’s strikes were effective.

‘The part that feels pain the best is just as it says in the book.’

Alan was amazed at the spirit that moved as he thought, and kept pounding Kamai. He kept doing it even after he passed out.

The moment I tried to wake him up again, the black space appeared again. A light sphere was added above the empty pillar.

‘It’s easier than I thought.’

Of course, if it had been someone else, the results would have been different. It would have been difficult to even pass the first ordeal, and even if he had somehow managed to get through it, he would have been captured by Kamai and become an experimental soul.

‘There are two left now.’

My vision immediately shook. This time, the place I had appeared was a forest, and I saw Kamai panting. He looked more mature than when I had met him in the cave.

“you?!”

As soon as he saw Alan, he quickly covered his face with both arms. When Alan watched him quietly, he lowered his arms with an embarrassed expression.

“Ahem, it’s been a while···.”

“Do you remember me?”

“The reaction is strange, did something happen?”

“Looking at your shabby appearance, are you being chased?”

“Where on earth do they suddenly appear from?”

This time too, we just asked each other questions.

End