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#156. Rainbow, Sun, Rain (2)
Ray was sitting at the table across from Binjin and the stone tablet.
‘Why did I try to break the stone slab?’
Breaking the stone tablet did not reveal the next part of the story.
Rather, it was a dangerous action that could lead to losing clues about the rainbow.
‘It was irrational behavior. It was irrational, inefficient, illogical, and…’
The boy, who was examining his actions by attaching all kinds of words he had seen in the dictionary, soon realized one fact.
‘Did I just lose my temper for a moment?’
He lowered his head and checked the bowl.
But since the situation had already passed, there were no other feelings left there.
but.
If my guess is correct.
‘I felt angry.’
That too, naturally.
In fact, this in itself was nothing new.
During the boy’s journey, the muscles that make up his emotional line have strengthened.
I was aware that emotions like curiosity and excitement sometimes arise without me even being conscious of it.
But this was the first time I felt what is called annoyance.
‘I can get annoyed too.’
My breathing quickened.
My heart was pounding.
Who am I going to annoy next?
Ray, who was thinking of an opportunity to wield new emotions, first grabbed the reins of his mind and focused on the stone tablet in front of him.
A rainbow that fell to the ground.
The sun that fell along the rainbow.
If you find yourself getting annoyed by a story that gets interrupted midway, it’s proof that you were that immersed.
‘I got sucked in without realizing it. That’s what it felt like. Like an older adult telling a story to children… .’
Ray soon found the right words to capture the feeling.
‘fairytale.’
Questions continued to arise.
What happened to the rainbow and the sun that fell to the ground?
Could it be that the stone tablet with the following story written on it exists somewhere in another ruin in the wasteland?
Who carved the story into the stone tablet and for what purpose?
‘According to Curiosa and Binjin, the frequency of discovery of stone slabs is very low compared to other artifacts.’
In other words, the stone slabs were rare.
The story was that it was highly unlikely that the object was carved by people of the past to relieve boredom.
An object with intent.
… intention.
Generally, writing is used to convey information.
Like a book that you always use to acquire diverse and valuable information.
‘What information were you trying to convey through this fairy tale?’
Targeting a specific person?
Or targeting an unspecified number of people?
A thought suddenly occurred to me.
Just like the notebook from before, wouldn’t it be possible to feel emotions from the old letters on the stone tablet?
Ray immediately focused his mind.
and.
“… … .”
I was able to encounter countless emotions that were presumed to belong to the person who engraved the inscription.
Longing, gratitude, respect.
Worry, regret, regret… .
There were many types, but there was one central emotion.
I felt an overwhelming positivity that was incomparable to any emotion I had ever experienced.
However, it was so unfamiliar that I couldn’t tell what the emotion was.
‘What the heck is this… .’
Ray, who was staring at the stone tablet, noticed something.
Light was leaking out from the ancient letters engraved in relief.
────.
As if waking up from a long sleep.
As if answering the boy’s question.
But the light was too dim to discern the colors properly.
As I focused my mind more, I could see a grayish-white mana covering the old text, almost like something dead.
It was a part that I hadn’t noticed because it was similar in color to the stone slab.
‘I need to take a closer look.’
The moment Ray reached out to pull the slab.
Kiriri.
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The slab fell away from his hands.
As I looked up, I could see Binjin holding the stone tablet preciously in his arms.
Ray said.
“Don’t worry. I have no intention of destroying the slab.”
“Yes, of course I know.”
Even though that was what he said, his eyes showed that he didn’t trust a lying elf like you.
“Don’t break it.”
“Yes, of course you would.”
That’s what he said, but his eyes showed that he would never negotiate with a terrorist like you.
“I’m not going to break it.”
“Yes. Are you stupid?”
Is it now?
When is it time to get annoyed?
Ray blew the wind harder than usual, knocking over the chair Binjin was sitting on.
Phew! Clang!
Meanwhile, the stone slab flew up and landed in front of Ray.
Ray concentrated his mind and cleared away the gray-white mana that covered the letters like dust.
It was as hard as cement, but it wasn’t too difficult for Ray, who had made a lot of progress.
And soon.
──────!
I could see a single colored mana shining brightly on the old letters.
It was purple mana.
A strong sense of foreboding.
At the same time, it feels strange and unfamiliar.
… Where have I seen mana of this color?
At first, it seemed that the purple mana in front of his eyes was the identity of the overwhelming positive emotion he had felt from the old text.
Then a voice was heard.
“But what exactly is it that makes you say that?”
When I raised my head, I could see Binjin sitting back down, picking up his fallen body.
“Has the contents of the stone tablet brought back bad memories of the old days?”
“… … .”
I couldn’t tell Binjin the truth about the contents of the stone tablet.
There is a possibility that he is in league with the one-eyed wizard who was searching for sector 50 in search of the rainbow.
“It contains recipes from the old days.”
“yes?”
“It’s a dish similar to today’s pork cutlets. It is said to have the effect of promoting the rotation of the rings when consumed over a long period of time.”
Binjin’s eyes changed.
I eagerly wrote down the devastating recipe Ray gave me.
“And it says that the sauce is a dish that you have to dip in. It’s not something you pour on top of it.”
Binjin frowned.
“Oh, there’s one huge flaw in this perfect elixir recipe. Of course, you have to pour the sauce on it…?”
Binjin, sensing Ray’s gaze, lifted his butt slightly from his chair.
“… … .”
“… … .”
There was a brief war of nerves.
When Binjin confirmed that nothing had happened, he sat back down on his chair.
Phew! Clang!
I fell down.
Binjin said, climbing onto the chair he had set up.
“Ugh, you seem to enjoy a little prank. First… I’ll show you to the next location. I have to tell you about the most important purpose of your visit today, the procedure.”
Ray followed Binjin to the center of the tower.
It was a wide space that seemed to have been left empty on purpose.
“The procedure I mentioned is performed here. Here are the materials. I think you can listen to the explanation while looking at them.”
Ray received a thick file from Binjin.
“As you know, elements contained within a ring tend to stick together tightly with those of the same series. In other words, in order to combine elements at will, mana must first be released from the body. However, if you use this technique… .”
A procedure that changes the properties of a ring, keeping the elements within the ring in a constantly mixed state.
The data was full of formulas and Bin Jin’s explanations for them, and theoretically they sounded quite plausible.
“There is currently nothing on the floor, but if the wizard approves, we will immediately begin creating a magic circle for the procedure. Also, let me explain… .”
Ray listened to the explanation and distracted himself by looking around the space.
First of all, the floor is….
‘It’s not empty.’
There was no magic circle.
However, the floor was covered with complex lines of mana, presumed to be traces of a previously used magic circle.
It was a line of such faint density that it was virtually impossible to perceive.
The boy felt and saw.
‘That looks like an additional line drawn for camouflage, and this line extends all the way to connect to that place… .’
Soon Ray was able to spot a familiar, large pattern.
It was a type of magic circle that had already been experienced once in Sector 49.
‘Exploitation magic circle.’
Although the scale was a bit smaller than before, it was clearly an exploitative magic circle.
We continued to search, but we were unable to find any traces of any magic other than the exploitation magic.
Instead, there was another discovery.
‘That’s….’
Only certain areas of the concrete floor were rippling with mana.
Heart pounding.
My heart started pounding.
I knew what it was.
It was called a locking spell, meaning that there was something interesting and fun inside, so hurry up and open it.
and.
Ray could actually feel the interest right away.
It was because a familiar piece of mana was felt beneath the floor.
‘It’s the mana that was attached to Khan.’
One of Binjin’s disciples seen in Amon’s office.
When he destroyed a ring, he habitually attached a small piece of mana to his body.
I could feel that piece.
Right under your feet right now.
I focused a little more on the eyes.
I was able to confirm that certain floors were slightly raised more than others.
‘passage.’
According to Binjin, Khan went to the farm to rest.
No matter how much I thought about it, it didn’t seem like there would be a farm down here where I could enjoy the rest of my life.
Rather, there were other reasonable inferences possible in the current situation.
‘That’s fun.’
Ray asked Binjin, who was explaining.
“Why do you want to put so much effort into performing this procedure on me?”
“… So, the reason I visit you every day, ah, yes. That’s why I want to perform a treatment on you, wizard.”
Binjin explained calmly, as if he had prepared for it.
“I am a scholar who studies ancient times. Therefore, if you, the wizard, could go to the ruins and regain your memories, I would be very happy. It would help me with my research.”
However, the road to the ruins is very difficult, and he cannot go with his disciples because he has to take care of them.
So instead of accompanying them, I want to provide them with treatments that can help them increase their own strength.
“I think it’s definitely a win-win. As an aside, I recommend you stop by the mercenary office before you leave. They sometimes recruit expeditions to the ruins.”
“That’s good advice. I’m sure it will help both of us.”
Binjin’s true expression and voice.
But Ray saw right through that mask.
I once again organized in my head the solid information I had gained from observing Binjin’s emotional changes.
‘First of all, it is true that there is a treatment method.’
However, all the data and explanations are fake.
Binjin had no intention of performing the procedure on this person from the beginning.
Everything was just bait and smoke to attract victims of the magic of exploitation.
But the funny thing is, even though he clearly had plans to harm this side, Binjin’s malice remained inactive the whole time.
‘Why?’
Emotions don’t lie.
Unless you can completely fool your own perception.
On the contrary, do you think that exploitative magic will help me?
Ray asked with deep interest.
“How long does it take to prepare the magic circle for the procedure?”
Binjin covered his mouth with his hand to hide his unbearable smile.
“Are you willing to undergo the procedure?”
“There doesn’t seem to be any particular reason to refuse.”
“If you start preparing today, I can promise you that you will be able to receive the procedure within ten days at the latest.”
“Ten days. It’s too late.”
Binjin added hurriedly as Ray showed signs of changing his mind.
“If you increase the working hours, it can be done within a week.”
“A week. That’s okay.”
Binjin said, sighing in relief.
“Then, I will set the tentative date for the procedure as November 10th, one week from now, and I will let you know if there are any changes.”
“good.”
After that, Binjin continued explaining some more about the procedure.
Ray thought as he looked at the emotions contained in the other person’s bowl.
‘I think it’s right to think that exploitation magic is helpful to me.’
It wasn’t a world where intentions mattered.
No matter how good the intentions of the actor are, it can be poisonous to the receiver.
To Ray, Binjin’s actions were nothing but harmful.
‘… Well, it doesn’t really matter.’
If your prediction is correct.
In any case, the likelihood of harm being mutual was very high.
Pay attention to the subtle vibrations felt under the floor.
The boy thought so.