Academy of Genius Knife-Episode 68
#68
Ronan carefully picked up the book. On the cover, which is half-way away, the title is assumed to be large It was written down..
“on resurrection...About...?”
Dozens of ink bottles were in sight as they rolled around the foot. All was empty. Three or four mottled feather pens on the desk. There were.
‘You wrote it yourself.?’
It was like a book written by Jarodin himself. Ronan slowly handed over the sheet..
Every chapter had a date and a record of the day. The first record is in the year 1031 of the imperial power. It was written a whopping 17 years ago.
[···Fortunately, the preservation process was able to be done before the decay progressed. I am in the opinion of the monks of Darbat that the body is a vessel containing the soul. I agree. If the bowl is kept intact, Sunya will surely return.]
‘Sunya? That's her name..’
Ronan turned his head. Adeshan raised his hand to the glass tube and looked at the woman as if she were attracted to him There were.
I didn't notice it before, but the woman's age is at best similar to Iril's. It seemed a little more. Ronan, silent for a moment, twisted his lips.
‘···You were working to save your dead wife..’
As if to disprove him, the story of death and resurrection in the middle of the book It was a promiscuous note. The afterlife, or even the afterlife, covered by the proverbs and religions that spread throughout the continent Information about necromancy, a kind of black magic.
Ronan, who had laid Jarodin on the bed next to him, picked up the book again. He skims the contents with a delicate motion that looks like he is dealing with a newborn child Started.
[Sunya is beautiful today, and the 22nd resuscitation attempt failed. The money you have for selling the medal goes away. Nabiroje came in a short time. I looked at my wife and invited her to go, and I put my fist in my face..]
[I returned from a business trip to the North, but I had no other achievements. I returned all my positions and came out of the Manwol Matab. Honor is not worth more than fallen leaves rotting under the snow. I need more money..]
[With Kratir's help, Sunya was able to move. From today, I am a professor of Phileon. At the moment, it is the job that can earn the most salary.]
Ronan's face darkened as he passed the sheet. I couldn't find any joy in my self-written diary.
[77Primary resuscitation attempt: Diamond 2kg + Ogre heart 432g (failed)]
When I read it, I thought I knew why I was so obsessed with money. The book details the history of resuscitation that has been attempted on hundreds of occasions There were.
It was mainly using magic or alchemy that needed a catalyst. The materials that went into it were a problem. The 102nd attempt at Magic is quite expensive than the house of Gold Lizard The outer shell was used as a catalyst for five sheets.
‘Damn it, you can take ten per hour, but it's not enough..’
Ronan crossed the middle and went straight to the back of the room. The date was written yesterday.
[I want to hear Sunya's voice. I need to try to resuscitate the 144th, but the mana and blood of the high-purity long-life race The integer has not yet been obtained. Accept their offer, too]
The diary was broken there. There was a white note between the books. Ronan shook his head..
‘They? Suggestions?’
I felt like I was in a bad mood. It was also unlucky white. The car was trying to cross the front chapter again to find a clue. Suddenly, Adeshan's cry came from the back.
“teacher, professor.!”
“Shh, it's a surprise..”
Ronan took the note without knowing it. Jarodin, sitting with his upper body raised, hurriedly turned his head. The figure came into my eyes. A sterile voice came from his mouth, breathing irregularly.
“······You showed an ugly attitude..”
“Uh···I'm a little crazy.?”
“Yeah..”
Jarodin slowly looked around. I saw his secret lab and two people hardened like statues..
Ronan's hands cum report he's been writing throughout his life I heard the diary. Jarodin said.
“You're eating very well..”
Shuaaaaak! The mana around him gathered towards Jarodin. Adeshan, sensing a strange aura, breathed a sigh. Ronan made a plea with his hand on the hilt..
“I hope you don't get me wrong, but I and my senior need you to come down. I came down with it..”
"Now, Professor Jarodin. Calm down.···!”
Instead of answering, Jarodin raised his hand. Ronan was about to pull the hilt. Perfect! He bounces his fingers in the air and at the same time on the body of a naked woman A white dress was worn. Adeshan's eyes grew..
“Uh?”
Jarodin raised his body. The gathered mana was scattered like a mist. As he walked forward to the glass hall, he looked at the woman and opened his mouth.
“I'm sorry, Sunya. I didn't expect guests to come..”
“Jarodin?”
“Forget it..”
“Yes.?”
“Forget my wife's naked appearance..”
Jarodin, turning his body, looked at Ronan. His blue eyes were burning in his eyes. Ronan, seeing Mana peering over his shoulder, swallowed the spit.
‘I'm not kidding..’
Among the wizards I've seen so far, it's enough to fit within ten fingers. Was a strong wizard. I couldn't guess the win or the loss, and I had no reason to fight. Ronan raised both hands and shook them.
“Okay. I'll forget it..”
“It really must be..”
“Yes. So calm down. I'm not going to tear us apart by magic.?”
“···Why would you do that? It happened because of my carelessness..”
The life subsided. Try to put it off by talking, and remember to a certain extent what you did. It was in shape. Jarodin pointed to the book with the tip of his chin and said.
“But why are you holding it?.”
“Oh, I mean···.”
“It's been. Did you read the contents??”
“No. I just picked it up..”
“Thank god..”
Jarodin, stumbling, took the book. The walk was unstable, and there was still the aftermath of the curse.. He was on the bed as if he had fallen..
“···You are the first student to come here..”
“It wasn't deliberate..”
“Know. And if you weren't stupid, you'd have noticed what I was doing..”
Ronan and Adeshan, facing each other, nodded. Jarodin sighed.
“Please. Keep it a secret..”
“Of course. Tell someone about this in the first place.?”
“Ronan, do you have a ring now·?”
“Example?”
“I thought it would be better to extract this now. I'm sure it's all right.?”
Ronan laughed. Keeping up with the spirit and clinging to it didn't make any difference.
He pulled the ring out of his pants pocket and lifted it. In the jewel-encrusted ring, Sarante's magic was gently emerging.
“Do it at will. I love this game but I love it so much I love it so much I love it so much I love it so much I love it so much I love it.”
“Thank you. We'll do it as soon as we can..”
Jarodin, who received the ring, sat at his desk. He utilized precise tools to initiate horsepower extraction operations.
Ronan and Adeshan stood side by side in front of the glass pavilion. Adeshan, looking up at Sunya with a sorry eye, opened his mouth.
“It's so beautiful. That's right..”
“Yeah, well..”
“You're still young.···What happened??”
“Well.···.”
The body was clean, so it was inferred to be a soldier or a poison. Ronan kicked his tongue small. I've never experienced love between lovers, perfectly I couldn't empathize, but I can't help feeling dirty Could not.
The two strolled through Jarodin's secret space. Adeshan has the momentum to move this place all the way to his head throughout the walk. I was wandering around. It was a habit that was the foundation of her insight..
‘Maybe I'm anxious..’
Ronan, on the other hand, was walking on the floor without saying a word. Anxiety that you don't know English. A so-called gut stutter was sending a warning.
‘Even if you haven't tried love...Because of love, George saw a lot of life..’
Among the punitive motives, kill a cheating lover, or for a lover We're not going to find the ones who killed someone and held them. Could. Ronan was altogether considering love as a kind of poison.
Love kills the Dragon, turns the Imperial Bird into a dementia patient, and then turns the dragon into a dementia sufferer. The most good man in the world is a musket that doesn't stand up to evil. Tumble..
Jarodin was already irreparably poisoned. When he put off what was written in his diary and what was done, he saved his wife He was a great man to literally do "anything" for his sake..
‘If those bastards are seducing you, you're not going to be the only one who's going to be seduced.···.’
That aggravated Ronan's anxiety. If Nebula Klassie has a sure way to save his wife, If you approach him saying you're there, if you offer him something you want him to do instead, Jarodin knew it was wrong, but he would do it..
‘We need to stop that..’
Ronan put his hand in his inner pocket. The note he had taken was touched. Then Jarodin's voice rang out in the darkness.
“It's all***..”
“Already.?”
The two returned to Jarodin. He pulled out the one-eyed glasses he was wearing and returned the ring that had been extracted. In fact, there was little difference in the mana that was soaked like Jarodin's words..
“You extracted it properly, right? Nothing's changed..”
“I was surprised, too···Much more horsepower than seemingly oozing· * * It was fraught.···.”
Jarodin raised his body. His slender legs were hanging around like a newborn antelope.
It's a lot more exhausting than it was before, because it extracts horsepower. He was energized. He held his breath with Ronan's shoulder.
“Thank you.· * * I never thought you would save this.···.”
“What. Thanks to me, I succeeded in sensitizing Mana..”
“You···don't know how long I've been searching for this···You have kept your promise, and I will fulfill the rest of your promise.· * * If you have any difficulties, please come to me at any time···.”
“Thank you..”
“So···Will you go back today·**? I'm sorry, but· * * You're not opening your eyes.···.”
“That's right. Go back, Adeshan..”
Ronan turned his back. I was nervous about the note, but it worked out. It was just as he was taking a step..
“Wait a minute.···.”
“Example?”
Jarodin's voice held him. Ronan replied without turning his head. At the moment, the thrill of a ghost licking his back came up at the nape of his neck.
‘Shival, you caught it.?’
I was in a cold sweat as I played the coffin. Jarodin spoke sparingly..
“Mana Seniority·· * Do not forget that you have to do it every day * * * Be carried away by talent Neglect of efforts may be insufficient for 20 years···.”
“···Oh, of course. Don't worry..”
“Powerful men can perform seniority during the fight. You devote yourself to that goal, too.···.”
Ronan then turned his head. Jarodin was dozing as if he were going to fall in a minute.. His gaze turned to Adeshan.
“And you * * * Assistant of Navi Rosé···.”
“Yes, Professor.?”
“Did you say your name was Adeshan? You seem to have to hold me once······.”
“What do you mean by that?···?”
“Obviously, when I saw it the other day, I didn't feel anything.· * * I don't see it.· * * I feel a different aura from Ronan in you···.”
Adeshan's eyes grew larger. Jarodin shook his head as he finished speaking. Soon after, the snoring began to smoulder.
Ronan walked out of Tower 41 with Adeshan. He breathed a sigh of relief when he reached the boulevard where the tower was invisible.
“I thought you were getting caught after···..”
“Are you okay? Her complexion is pale..”
“It's nothing. Wait a minute.···.”
The weather was still right-handed. The shadows created by the clouds were covering the correction. Ronan, with his hand in his pocket, took out the note he had swiped earlier..
“What's that??”
“I don't know. I just want you to make a note of what you're going to eat in the evening.···.”
It may be an overreliance, but Ronan was assuming the worst future. The identity of ‘them’in the diary is not the only Nebula Klage I just wanted to..
Ronan, taking a deep breath, unfolded the note. Contrary to expectations, nothing was written on the twisted paper.
“ENG?”
But there was a red stain in the middle of the empty space. It seemed that the color was subtle, not ink or paint. Ronan shook his head..
“What is this??”
“What is it??”
Adeshan shrugged his eyebrows as he looked at the note.
“Huh * * *· It's not blood.?”
“Blood? Oh, I think that's it..”
Ronan nodded. But the question was more weighty.
There's a reason why this stuff was put in the middle of an important book. It was ter. I don't know exactly where the blood is in the middle of the paper. It gave me the feeling of an act..
“I think there's something wrong with it.···.”
Ronan squinted and observed the bloodstains. But there was nothing to figure out. It looks like something magical has been taken, it's inspired. Did.
I need to take it to Erzebet. Ronan was just about to fold the note..
-Shuaaak!
“Fuck, what the fuck.?!”
“Evil!”
I almost dropped the note. Suddenly, the blood began to smoulder wide as if it were exploding..
The red traces that spread over the paper create a specific shape. Then he stopped. Adeshan muttered, calming his surprised chest.
“Ji, Map···?”
“What??”
Ronan, who heard the map, looked at the note. When you listen to Adeshan, it definitely looks like a map somewhere It was like. Then a strange voice came from behind his back.
“It's just a moment, Ronan. The lady next door..”
“Well?”
Ronan turned his head. There stood a girl with a hood pressed to the tip of her head. Ronan's mouth, frowning, seemed to be unbelievable. It's been flowing..
“···Ophelia?”
“Yeah. I've been waiting a long time..”
It was a face I had seen for a long time. Ophelia, who took Sita's feathers and left to study blood magic.. Her red eyes sparkled in the shadow of the hood. There were.
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