Chapter 270 – Albert #3
After entering the temple, we hunted any homunculus we could see. As soon as they see us, the homunculus who light up their eyes and rush to kill us are just like the killers in a horror movie. The appearance of all of them revealing their true colors is extraordinary.
“It’s a tongue! Those monsters wield tongues!”
“Huh. To spit out worms from all the holes in the body. Could it be that they are demons from hell?”
Like a frog, swinging its long tongue to aim for vital points. Like making a bunch of hair straight like an awl and rushing forward. I couldn’t believe that it was a combat method used by those who took human form.
In addition, there were various grotesque appearances, but I will omit the detailed explanation.
It won’t be good for your mental health.
“Woo-wook.”
It must be clear that dreams will be wild for a while.
I threw a blast of cold spells while trying to soothe my nausea. The lucky thing in this battle is the fact that the great warrior Lefiel is in charge of the vanguard. Lepiel pulled out the aura blade and shredded the homunculus blocking his way like a runaway locomotive.
The corpses of the homunculus were piled up on the road where the subjugation party passed. After a while, the moment we arrived deep inside the temple, we heard a profound male voice.
“Somehow, it was noisy outside, and there were uninvited guests.
A middle-aged man wearing a robe appeared out of nowhere and was staring at us. The moment I checked the face of the man looking over the shoulders of the beastmen soldiers, my legs trembled with horror.
It’s him!
That’s Albert Wiseman.
Devil’s horns rising above his head.
Messy blonde hair.
Magical eyes with a reddish glow.
If you look closely, you can clearly see that there are many similarities with my appearance. I was also born as a blonde and red-eyed dreamer. Since he inherited the same Wiseman’s lineage, it is possible that he resembles him. Maybe it’s really a close relative of mine.
However, even though they resemble each other, they are not identical enough to be called Taiyaki. If you roll your tongue well, it should be said that it is at a level that can be evasive enough. Vice-captain Kart, who was standing right in front of me, was glancing at Albert’s face and me at the same time.
“Anyway, that guy must be Albert. As stated in the wanted letter, the characteristics of the dreamer clan are clearly revealed. But… I feel a bit strange.”
“What’s so strange about it?”
“Doesn’t it look a bit like Master Luke? It’s blonde, and the eyes are subtly similar, right?”
“Blonde hair is common in the dreamer clan. Don’t uselessly talk about similarities by chance. It’s unpleasant to hear that you resemble a thief.”
“Eh, I apologize if I offended you.”
Because of their resemblance to each other, there was a strange atmosphere among the beastmen soldiers, but it was only for a moment. It is possible that Albert’s magic will leave the Nether Road after being lost in a trivial question. Besides, the fact that blond hair is common among the dreamer clan isn’t exactly a lie.
“And look at the color of his skin. What does that guy resemble me?”
“Yes?”
“Your skin isn’t tanned.”
“…!”
Above all, there was a crucial difference between me and Albert. It’s just that skin color is different. If I have tanned skin that looks like it has been tanned, Albert’s skin color is pale enough to be white. Surprisingly, to my surprise, my bully skin tone is different from that of the Wiseman family.
I’m glad.
Am I the only blonde-tanned incubus on the continent?
It’s good that it’s rare.
Before he had time to think, Albert’s voice rang out again.
“There’s nothing to follow these days. Doesn’t Grendel die meaninglessly, having been saved only by Talisman? Doesn’t the research funds prepared by theft get wasted on shitty experiments? I think I’m going crazy from the stress.”
Research funds raised by stealing?
Hearing that, a thought flashed through my mind. It is a question as to why Albert, an alchemist, did such a thing as a thief in the Northern Kingdom.
Now the question is cleared.
Was it all to raise funds for your own research?
It is said that Wiseman does not choose any means or methods to solve their inquisitive mind for magic. They would even sell their own mothers for wisdom. There was a reason why he acted as a phantom thief all of a sudden.
“You bugs. I’ll make you regret interfering with my research.”
Albert, who muttered to himself as if he had lost his mind, raised his head and glared at us. His languid voice was suddenly filled with explosive emotions. What he expressed towards us was outright hatred.
The poisonous air pouring out of his bright red eyes makes it difficult to breathe.
“Eternal workshop, I swear to an endless quest.”
Albert’s grave voice, imbued with magic, resounded in the temple. At that moment, the atmosphere vibrated and space began to warp in all directions. As soon as I recognized the shaking of the space, I immediately noticed what was happening.
‘Crazy man! Are you saying you’re going to shoot us with great magic as soon as we start?’
The shaking of space is proof that the magician’s inner world has begun to materialize in the present world. As if Albert’s surroundings were being painted over with dreams, the space that had been a temple had suddenly turned into a different world.
It is the world of wizards that is the most ideal for realizing great magic.
“What, what?! The temple is getting weird!”
“Don’t panic! It’s a wizard’s wicked trick! Cut out his heart and everything will go back to normal!”
The bewildered soldiers quickly came to their senses at Lepiel’s work. Indeed, he was presenting an accurate method of destruction as a warrior who had gone through all of the battles.
The most efficient way to collapse the inner world is to kill the magician.
If you kill the caster, you will escape from the dreamlike fantasy space and be transported back to the present world. In other words, the fact that the magician unfolded his inner world meant that he risked his life and death on his enemies.
Because to escape from this confined space, it’s the same as saying to slit the stomach of the caster.
Breaking out in a cold sweat, I looked around, which had turned into another world.
‘Battle. Is it the workshop of alchemists?’
It is a landscape similar to Tabula’s workshop that I visited when I was in the holy land of Great Forest.
Alchemy tools lined up in rows, cauldrons boiling reagents, and flasks in which artificial life forms are cultivated are arranged. Undoubtedly, Albert’s inner world portrayed the workshops of alchemists.
‘The inner world is, after all, the wizard’s utopia. As a magician, I want to realize the paradise I want to reach into reality.’
Then, does that mean that Albert’s utopia is an alchemist’s workshop? There was no doubt that he wanted to devote himself to alchemy even in his dreams, buried in a workshop. It is a maddening obsession that can be described as perverted.
“Puppets of alchemy that embody great karma.”
Having materialized the inner world, Albert chanted the spell again.
At that moment, huge golems popped out of the alchemist’s workshop. Huge golems were created by patting in the empty air.
A total of three golems completely blocked Albert’s surroundings.
[Kururrrr.]
Golems burst into angry cries at the subjugation party.
I got the feeling that they were clearly different from the common golems you see in dungeons. Just as Rumi summoned Ego Book with great magic, you can probably guess that those golems are Albert’s great magic.
However, it was unknown what kind of ability he had.
‘If it’s a golem’s ability, you can find out later. First of all, copying the great magic is the priority.’
It was a confusing situation, but I gulped and scanned the golems. The golems, which radiate an emerald glow, look like magnificent works of art from the outside. The desire to have it as my possession was endlessly welling up.
“Gulp.”
I want to take it away, steal it, and make it my own.
According to common sense, stealing great magic is impossible. Great magic is a unique skill possessed by first-class wizards. It means that activating someone else’s great magic is almost impossible even if you wake up from death.
But I was an exception.
‘Magic cloning.’
Replication was the effect of the great magic I had learned.
Copying magic that has been observed even once to a degraded level.
The time has finally come to test your strength.
[Bake it.]
Three magic golems rushed towards the soldiers of the subjugation party. The magic golems, with their 4M tall bodies, mercilessly pulverized the beastmen soldiers.
As the golems swung their fists, they saw beastmen soldiers falling like autumn leaves. However, the magic golems were blocked from any line and could not move forward. It was because the great warrior Lephiel spewed out his aura blade and the road went wild.
“Stand back, the wounded!”
Lephiel fought against the magic golems with a single spear. It is undoubtedly thanks to her efforts that this front is maintained now.
“K! Support the Daejeonsa-nim from the rear.”
“I know.”
My party members quickly noticed and started supporting Lefiel with all their might. Thanks to their experience working in the adventurer’s guild, they know how to win in battle.
“The Lord has given me the power of judgment.”
“Lizards of burning flames.”
Whoa!
Under Rebecca’s command, they fired support shots at the magic golems. Divine magic and spirit magic rained down on the magic golems aiming for Lephiel. The magic golems couldn’t come to my rear.
Thanks to that, I had time to activate the great magic.
What spell did Albert recite earlier?
If possible, following the same spell would increase the magic success rate. Quickly recalling my memory, I gathered my mana and activated the Great Magic.
“Eternal workshop, I swear to an endless quest.”
At that moment, an unexpected change occurred in the workshop of the alchemist whom Albert had called. Part of the studio lost its color and began to change into an achromatic color. Albert, who had been silently keeping his seat at the sudden change, showed a puzzled reaction for the first time.
“Who are you!”
As for why the landscape of the workshop changes, the principle is simple. Because I, the same first-class wizard, embodied the inner world in Albert’s workshop. According to the explanation I heard from Rumi, when the inner worlds of the two wizards overlap, the scenery blends as it is.
My inner world, Luke, is an achromatic space.
If the workshop is dyed achromatic, it means that the great magic has been successfully activated.
Albert couldn’t help but be embarrassed.
He must have realized too late that there were first-class wizards among the members of the punitive force. But now it’s useless to notice. Albert’s Great Magic will soon become my possession.
“Puppets of alchemy that embody great karma.”
A spell consisting of a total of 3 verses was chanted until the end.
All I had in my heart right now was desire. The desire to loot the great magic of others and make it my own. A strong desire to collect any kind of magic.
Maybe it’s natural to be obsessed with magic.
Didn’t I say that my body was born as a descendant of the demon king?
Isn’t being true to your desires the shortcut to becoming stronger?
Wow!
Eventually, the Great Magic was completed.
In front of my eyes, a shiny, emerald-colored figure appeared.
It’s a magic golem.
It was my magic golem, not the magic golem that Albert had summoned.
Having successfully cloned the golem, I couldn’t help but feel satisfied.
“No, nonsense!”
Albert’s voice resounded loudly in the mixed workshop.
Albert was stunned and staring at the magic golem that appeared in front of me.
All wizards are bound to react in fright.
Because the great magic containing one’s own soul was replicated overnight.
“There’s no way a new [Soft Golem] Can be summoned again! That great magic is mine! It’s my magic! This is a scam!”
Soft golem?
Is that the name given to this magic golem?
I opened my mouth while patting the soft golem’s smooth back.
“Deal with your original owner.”
Upon receiving the order, the soft golem immediately charged towards Albert.
While letting out a loud roar.
[Bake it!]
