Surviving as an Academy Black Magician - Surviving as an Academy Black Magician chapter 72

The moment I turned the page, I felt like I was being sucked into somewhere.

Having come to my senses, I looked around.

“here is… ?”

A dark blue river in front of you. It was so wide that even if someone said it was the sea, they would be mistaken. However, as I went back, I couldn’t see anything.

thick darkness.

It was like looking into an abyss. There were lines of what appeared to be ghosts standing in the vicinity, and it looked like they were waiting for a boat to cross that river.

There were also people who licked the river and gave up on boating.

The man who appeared to be a boatman was wearing a black robe. I tried to look at his face, but I couldn’t see anything.

There was an overall cool atmosphere. Above the sky, objects that looked like shadows were entangled and screaming.

The sound of howling screams was quite annoying.

hell.

Is there anything else to describe this place other than that?

Maybe it’s an intermediate step.

I had never been there, so I had no idea. At first, I thought of following the ghosts across the river, but soon changed my mind.

For some reason, I had a feeling that if I crossed that river, I would never be able to come back.

widely!

There was a sound of finger tapping somewhere, and soon the surroundings changed in an instant with a bright light.

A small room surrounded by white on all sides.

In the center was a table and chairs. I sat down naturally in the chair.

Then a teacup appeared on the table. Looking inside, there was an unknown liquid.

The moment I was contemplating whether to drink or not, I heard a voice from the front.

“You may drink.”

Startled, I raised my head and looked ahead. In front sat a man with long black hair, as dark as ebony, and mysterious golden eyes.

Appears to be around early to mid 20’s. She had a beautiful appearance that could be described as beautiful.

I stared blankly at the man, then drank my tea.

gulp. gulp.

“It’s delicious… ?”

The first part was sweet, and the end taste was bitter, which was surprisingly my taste. The man smiled and asked.

“Are you fine?”

“yes. It’s really good.”

“Aren’t you going to ask who I am?”

“Salmon… … . Is that correct?”

The man who drank a cup of tea nodded slowly.

“okay.”

“Where is this?”

“A different space created by my residual thoughts. It is a space prepared for those who deserve it.”

“I deserve it… ?”

“huh. It’s not a place anyone can enter.”

The first transcendent, Salmon.

I didn’t expect to see it like this. Seeing him right in front of his eyes, he had an aura of mystery more than his self-important fame.

I wonder if this is what it would be like to receive God.

“Well, it’s similar. Are there many things you want to ask? Why did you, a human from another world, come to possess this world, and what is Remegeton?”

Salmon continues to speak as if he is looking into me.

Excited by the word ‘possessed’, I hurriedly spit out the words.

“Do you know why I came to this world? It was weird from the start. It’s unfair to go through this just because you posted the wrong comment once… … .”

Salmon put a finger to his mouth, and his mouth closed.

“sorry. Unfortunately I don’t have much time. I don’t have much energy left when I created this space.”

“Were you also a black magician?”

Salmon smiled brightly as if asking such a question.

“of course. I am mankind’s first black magician. Who do you think made Lemegeton?”

It was definitely a stupid question.

“The fact that you entered this space must mean that you obtained ‘Ars Pontium,’ one of Remegeton’s copies.”

“you’re right. But are you saying that there are more than one of the copies?”

he nodded and said.

“Exactly. I divided the original book of the demon book, ‘Ars Goetia’, which you call Remegeton, into 4 copies each and kept them separately.”

“That word… … . Does it mean that you have to collect all 4 manuscripts to become a complete ‘Lemegeton’, or ‘Ars Goetia’…? ?”

“You are smart. But that’s not all. Even if you collect all 4 scattered manuscripts and complete ‘Ars Goetia’, if you don’t get ■■ in the end, it’s only half the place. Original and ■■. When these two things are combined, it becomes Remegeton.”

‘In the end’ and ‘original book’, the words at the end didn’t sound like they were covered in noise.

“Could you say that again?”

Salmon furrowed his brow.

“■■. this… . I guess they can’t tolerate being openly fed. I’m sorry.”

The spaces around her were slowly becoming transparent. Instinctively, I felt that my time with him was running out.

“Why did you divide Lemegeton into 4 pieces?”

“To dissipate the force.”

“Can you tell me where the other manuscripts are hidden?”

“sorry. I want to tell you too, but I can’t because it’s a thought created before I hid the other three copies. instead… .”

Took.

As he beckoned, something like a black jewel floated in the air.

‘Did you condense the magic… ?’

After a while.

The jewel seeped into me.

“This… … ?”

“It is a gift to those who deserve it. In order to deal with ‘Ars Pontium’ in the future, you will need appropriate knowledge.”

Now even the teacup and table were fading. I spoke urgently.

“Well, in that case, that word you said earlier! Give me a hint about that word!”

Both my body and Salmon’s body slowly became transparent from the lower part of the body.

“Hint… … . If a letter of drinking is a contract, it is a seal. ■■ Only when there is a lock… … .”

Perhaps because of the effect of forcibly bringing up the word, he disappeared before he could finish his speech. I looked at the space where he was sitting with a blank face.

“… … .”

And soon after, I and my form disappeared without leaving anything behind.

“Did you come back?”

Asmodeus spoke to me when I returned to Leviathan’s stomach.

【What happened?】

I told Asmodeus what happened with Salmon.

【her… … . It’s been a while since I heard an amazing story. Then, is the copy sure to be yours?]

“huh. feel it I think we can make a proper contract now.”

【You’ve just taken a step. Then, make a contract with Leviathan right now. That guy has been waiting for me to sign a contract with you since a while ago.]

It is felt.

The amount of magic that can be handled has increased significantly.

A lot of black magic is automatically drawn in my head. Now, I am confident that I will not get tired easily even if I exercise the power of Asmodeus.

Even if it is one of the 4 copies, it is a legacy left by the first black magician.

The ripple effect was beyond what I could have imagined.

The feeling of controlling the demonic energy beyond controlling it.

I feel like I’ve taken off a layer of my human shell.

Leviathan, who was looking at me with huge eyes, slowly moved his mouth.

“fat… mon… of… book… .”

I opened the ‘Ars Pontium’ and heated up the magic.

As if resonating with my demonic energy, the demon book emitted a black light.

I spat out slowly, letter by letter.

“Leviathan, the demon of gluttony and melancholy.”

charrr!

The page turned by itself, and the word “Leviathan” was engraved.

* * *

After signing the contract, I exited the cave and headed straight to the field.

“Something seems to have changed a lot… .”

The topography of the surrounding area had changed markedly from when they first came. Everywhere on the ground melted, as if a volcano had exploded.

“… It must have been a pretty intense fight.”

Looking around, Bella Trey was nowhere to be seen.

For a moment, I wondered if it was George Lepner or something, but I shook my head.

She tried to relieve stress in the name of sparring, but her skills were real.

She said she hadn’t exhausted herself, and in the first place she dealt with me with only a branch.

There was no way she would lose to a mage who could only handle a little fire.

In terms of compatibility, she had the advantage in the first place.

I continued walking through the field. Again, a temple was built at the entrance of the cave.

Perhaps thanks to obtaining a copy of the Book of Demons, they were able to reach the depths of the cave without any problems just by using demonic energy without the help of the fire spirit.

“Is that… .”

This time, at the deepest part of the cave, there was something like a red jewel. The fire spirit found it and hurriedly ran away.

Seeing the ice spirit evolve, it seemed that his stomach hurt a lot. Apparently, both of them had opposite attributes, so they seemed to keep each other in check.

The fire spirit swallowed the jewelry that emitted tremendous heat.

gulp.

Subsequently, wild heat rose from his body in the form of a pillar from the fire spirit, and his appearance changed.

Just like the Ice Spirit, he was in the form of a small boy.

Where did he learn it? He looked at me and gave me a V. Then he looked at Renee, who was behind me, and smiled triumphantly. Renee looked at him with a cold gaze, then quickly turned her head.

“I want to sign a contract too, contract!”

“Yes.”

As the boy beckoned, a small ember was engraved on the back of my hand. It was a warm feeling rather than hot. The boy asked with his eyes shining.

“My name too! Give me a name!”

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After thinking for a moment, I opened my mouth.

“Fireball.”

“… … no!”

“I’m just kidding. hmm… . Yes, Agni.”

The boy’s face brightened. It seemed to like it quite a bit.

“good!”

The boy said he had a name too, and ran frantically around. Rene, who was next to him, said, ‘This is why the fire spirits are… ‘ he muttered and clicked his tongue.

After finishing all my business, I headed to the Drents’ village. No, I was going to

Because a very important problem has arisen.

I remembered the fact that the inside of the forest was in the shape of a maze when I arrived at the entrance.

Even then, little Drent was with us as a guide. Just as I was thinking about going blindly, I heard a voice from inside the forest.

“Tongue!”

In the distance, little Drent was waving his hand with a bright face. The name… … .

“Woody?”

Little Drent came over laughing and kicked me in the shin.

“It’s Wood! wood!”

“okay. Nice to meet you.”

“My red-haired sister told me to go because my brother will be back soon!”

I thought I would be alive too. Seeing that Wood was sent thinking that I would get lost in the road, I thought that the teacher was a teacher.

Although the personality is a bit cheesy.

Somehow, there were no people with normal personalities around.

I headed to the village of the Drents while being bombarded with non-stop questions from Wood, a two-much talker.

“please. Could you shut up, Woody?”

“Because it’s Wood!”