Offer a Tribute and Become an Archmage - Chapter 218



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Episode 218.

Ronobe’s pledge to never abandon the Muyeongchang was immediately broken.

“Soggy…”

First of all, in order to see the initial effect, you had to recite the spell and confirm the change in the miracle. Only after you gradually become accustomed to it and the image is firmly established, can you use the spell without changing the effect. It was not absolute, but for miracles that could not be interpreted by this principle structure, a step of solidifying the image with a name given by God was definitely necessary.

Ronobe tried using the ‘Softener’ on a nearby tree. The tree’s hard bark became soft and it fell over, drooping like an earthworm.

“hmm.”

Ronobe took out a longsword from the snake pit, held it in his hand, and cut down the fallen tree.

Squeak!

Thud! Even though it had become soft, its weight was the same and its cross-section was the same. It was definitely softer, so it was easy to cut with a sword. If Ronobe was a knight who used a sword, no one would have been his match.

“Would you like to learn swordsmanship now?”

But it was soon put aside.

If the sword was that easy, Liam, who swings the sword every day, would have become a black knight. Ronobe knows very well that he has no athletic ability. He has no talent. If it were something like martial arts, he would learn it and improve, but the sword was a different story. It wouldn’t be bad to learn it for self-defense, but that’s not the case now. When he reached out to the tree that had been applied with the softness effect, the softness disappeared and it turned into the original hard wood.

It was also possible to apply and remove it.

“It’s completely different from the soft ground.”

The concept of sloppy land is to disperse some of the dense land. However, the sloppy land simply changed the nature itself. It was difficult to understand the principle. Even Bonka said that he did not know how the principle system was structured.

‘If it’s Yonterion, I’d understand…’

I thought Yonterion probably didn’t need to know. He was the type of person who thought it was better to leave miracles as miracles.

“Soggy.”

This time, I used my magic on the frozen ground instead of the trees. I imagined a wide area of ​​the ground while using it. The reason I tried this was because of the oil.

Since oil is the most familiar to Ronobe, if there are no restrictions on using it, there is no need to develop other strengths.

“It’s not working after all.”

The ground did become soft.

It felt like a soft jelly, but the range was not that wide, so it was difficult to extract the oil. In addition, it seemed that the nature itself had changed, so it had become a different substance that could not extract the oil.

‘It wouldn’t make much sense unless we made the range of the soft ground as wide as possible.’

The range of the slosh was narrow, so it didn’t seem to be of much use unless it was used in close combat. Since it wasn’t originally made for combat, it seemed like more study and research was needed to utilize it.

“Thunder on the ground, oil painting, slop, maple leaves, gochi, golhonyu-eo…”

Couldn’t we combine these together to create a completely new miracle?

Ronobe thought about it for a moment.

But no good ideas came to mind.

“Charles.”

Ronnobe called Charles.

Because she had the trait of being rich, it seemed like she would somehow impart relevant knowledge without any conditions.

[You fool. You called me without even preparing a tribute?]

It was an insult as soon as I saw it.

Ronobe looked at Charles for a moment and then offered five soul offerings.

[Only five?!]

“I came today to borrow wisdom. And that is hard to come by.”

[…Why is that?]

“Arkan is definitely a miracle, but when I use it, it doesn’t work either way, so I think I need to research it. However, my wisdom is lacking…”

Ronobe emphasized the importance of Akan, telling of the time he almost died from an orc. The Akan he had, and how to use it. He also talked about the usefulness of Golhonyu, but it was meaningless.

[He’s even dumber than I thought.]

“why?”

[Why did the wizard fight the knight? I have never seen such an idiot like that.]

“There were circumstances. If it weren’t for me, all those who left would have died.”

[That’s what it was like. I’m a knight and a soldier who protects you. If I die in battle, there’s nothing more honorable than that.]

“No, I told you my wife could have died?!”

[I was a knight before I became your wife. A knight’s duty is to die protecting his master. It is not to live by killing his master.]

“…”

That is definitely true.

But Ronobe couldn’t do that.

I’m not here to push my knights into the obvious limbs. In that case, I wouldn’t have held the knights in my arms.

[Yes, it’s obvious that you’re thinking foolishly. But each person has a role to play. You should keep that in mind.]

“Yes. So is there a way?”

[There are many ways. But it’s just ridiculous that he lost to a mere great warrior with so many Akans. If he had used Golhon Yueo properly, he wouldn’t have lost so easily.]

“I told you that you trained hard?”

[What you have cultivated is useless. What is the soul-mind system? In the end, it is the soul. You have to learn how to handle the soul. Even if you learn how to handle the soul-mind system, it is useless. In the end, you have to deal with the root… Why didn’t you realize this right away? Even though you are a wise man of the forest like me?]

Charles tilted his head as if he didn’t understand at all. Seeing the skull tilting, he felt like a thousand fires were burning inside him. Thinking about it, Charles had only recently become a god of Ronobe, so he was a god who didn’t know how foolish he was. At least now he was at least human, but if he had known how much his clothes would have burst in the past, Charles would have run away.

“… tell me how.”

[You’re being rude again. It’s a bad habit of yours. If you become a mood because you recite foolish things, who will be affectionate and loyal to you?]

“Isn’t it crazy to throw a bucket of abuse at someone in their face and then ask them to put up with it? Show some wisdom before I break their balls.”

[Hey, hey! Look at that bald guy!]

“Ah, what! Oh, I don’t know! Give me wisdom! Give me wisdom! Why are you only saying this to me! I said I tried hard too! But it didn’t work out, so what do you want me to do? Aaaah!”

Charles kept his mouth shut as he watched Ronobe lying on the floor, kicking his arms and legs and throwing a tantrum. He felt that he would be the one who would suffer if he got angry and yelled at an animal that wasn’t a person.

In Charles’s eyes, Ronobega was reduced to a beast, not a human.

[… Earth Thunder, Jiyu. How about using these two together? Earth Thunder amplifies the power of vibrations and splits the ground, and Jiyu draws up oil from the ground, so if you use them together, it will be useful even in the North.]

“oh.”

[It is said that you cannot explode the oil painting from the ground, but if that is impossible, it would be easier to use the ground thunder to shake some of the ground.]

There is another way.

[If you learn how to divide your soul, you will be able to solve everything with the soul-sharing method without having to do that. Because you still can’t separate and unite with the soul-sharing method.]

“How do you do that?”

[It’s like a sandwich. If you make a sandwich with square bread, it’s a sandwich. But if you cut it in half, it’s still a sandwich, right? That’s the concept.]

“yes?”

[Even if you split the soul in half, it’s still a soul. One and yet two. It’s separated while maintaining this form. It’s not ripping, it’s a complete separation. Just like hundreds of eggs come out of a salmon’s stomach, it’s not like there are eggs from other sources mixed in.]

It was a vague explanation.

I understand the analogy, but the analogy is quite difficult. Ronobe frowned, half understanding and half not understanding.

“Can’t it be a little simpler?”

[Hmm, then how about thinking of the soul as a sandwich? Give me a soul.]

“Here it is.”

Charles, who received the round smoke-like soul, quickly turned it into a square sandwich.

[I think I’ll just cut this out and use it.]

Charles, who had created the cleaver, cut the sandwich exactly in half and handed it to Ronnobe.

[Easy?]

“What is this…”

[Still having trouble? There’s no easier explanation than this…]

Charles was troubled. He felt much better when he thought of it as a time to tame a beast rather than as a fellow forest sage.

[You, how do you use oil? I told you that you handle it pretty well.]

“Just use oil.”

Ronobe used his oil to fill the ground with oil, and he used a slingshot to make the oil into a circle and float it. Charles was dumbfounded as he watched the dozens of oils floating at once.

[You can do oil, but why can’t you do soul?]

“This and the soul are different.”

Charles felt like he had been hit in the back of the head by the words, “Isn’t that obvious?”

[I see… You think of souls as people. Right?]

Ronobe felt a stinging sensation, as if he had been hit in the heart.

“Um… I don’t think it’s a person, but I think it’s something similar.”

I heard it once.

The soul is just information. The soul of that person. I heard that it is just a remnant of internalized memories. The soul is not a person. It is just a remnant of internalized memories. But Ronobe couldn’t shake the feeling that it wasn’t that. Otherwise, the soul wouldn’t have been recognized as an offering and wouldn’t have value.

So I can’t do it.

Splitting the soul? It’s no different from cutting a person in half.

[I don’t know whether to call him stupid or kind.]

Charles stared at Ronnobe.

It was a skeleton so I couldn’t see its expression, but it looked like it was smiling.

“Let’s do the latter.”

[No, I’ll do it electronically. It’s not right to have such thoughts despite your poor environment. The soul is not a person in the first place. Let me give you an example.]

Charles spoke about the things that the man treasured, such as his lifelong cane or his favorite possessions, and asked if these also had a soul.

“uh…”

[Grimoires may be different, but generally speaking, that’s not the case. The person you think of doesn’t reside in the object. It’s just a trace of a memory.]

That’s just a memory, not a person.

It’s the same as the soul.

The soul is not a person, it is just information.

Just memories. A scrap of emotion.

In modern terms, it’s just data.

It’s just a trace engraved on the body.

[It’s just a person’s biography written on parchment. The soul is everywhere and can be found anywhere. It’s right to cherish it. But you shouldn’t be concerned about it.]

Charles united the souls again and gave them to Ronobé.

[Try it. If you can’t do this, I won’t reveal my Akan to you.]

“!”

The face of Ronobe, who holds the soul in his hand, is dark.

Charles stroked his head.

[The dead are just dead after all. Do you know why death exists?]

“why?”

[For the living. Or should I say, for the born.]

Because there are those who die, there are those who are born. This is a natural order that must be maintained.

Charles was saying that dealing with souls is for the sake of the living. So don’t be afraid of dealing with souls, and don’t feel any guilt.

[That is the duty of the dead and the privilege of the living.]

The privilege of the living. If there is a death, there is a living. If there is life, there is death. We may be the flowers of birth that bloom above death.

That was the ultimate nature of physiology.

[If you are a wise man of the forest, realize this first.]

In each of Ronobe’s two hands, a fragment of his soul was blooming like a flower. A fragment of his soul that had bloomed like a flower. Let’s put down the soul of an unknown flower.

The flower petals fell like corn.

“ah…”

It was only then that Ronobe seemed to understand.

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