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Return of The 8th Class Mage (Web Novel) - Chapter 137: Ancient Memory (2)
Chapter 137: Ancient Memory (2)
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‘What the heck, there really are only monsters.’
In the time of several thousand years in the past. It was the ‘opinion’ of Ian, based on the last few days, after having lived, watched and sometimes even saved people of that world. Wherever he went, all sorts of monsters appeared. There were many monsters or life forms which were even supposed to have been extinct, already, in Ian’s own time spectrum.
‘The fact that the humans have survived is, indeed, an awesome feat.’
Compared to that, the humans were the minority. As a matter of fact, since even the civilization was considered to be beneath theirs, humans felt even more like the minority. How did the humans overcome this difficulty and survive? The answer was simple. And the answer was close by.
(O, Dark Fire.)
‘The power of the language’ which ‘Fran of the past’ recites. It was truly the ‘power of the language’, itself. That was because everything came to be as it was spoken, or spat out.
(Incinerate them.)
It was truly the grand scale Atar Hakka, that was, the ‘dark fire’ stretched out towards a group of ogres that had attacked the human tribe. Although it was described as a group in words only, they were more like a coalition of several tribes.
Of course, it wasn’t impossible for Ian to wield the power of such fire magic. It was only that the essential difference was huge. If the maximum power of Ian’s single spell was that, the concept of minimum or maximum did not seem to exist for Fran of the past.
‘If he was so determined, he could even end the world.’
He felt horrified, having thought that. The reason behind an entire dragon family confining the body of Fran in a seal, and the reason behind why that seal was being maintained. At least, one thing among those things could be surmised.
‘I even feel sorry for the monsters.’
That was so when looking at it from those monsters’ perspective. To them, Fran was equivalent to a ‘disaster’. Of course, that did not make Fran of the past a crazed murderer. That was because he was disciplined with respect to eliminating only those monsters that had threatened the humans.
“O, the savior with golden brown hair!”
“We seek you!”
“Please watch over us!”
“O, savior!”
“O, savior!”
The tribe members who sought Fran’s appearance bowed down on the ground. They wailed desperately as if they were before a god. It didn’t matter whether one was the leader of the tribe or a slave. Everyone was equal before Fran.
‘I suppose he would look like a god.’
After the dragon mercenary incidence, hasn’t Ian, too, been treated like a monster or a demi-god? Moreover, in times such as this, Fran would certainly be like a god. In fact, he might appear more god like than a god.
‘The god that humans want, that is.’
The god that humans wanted. A god that was only for ‘humans’, not for animals, monsters, trees or weeds. A god who would not hesitate to annihilate beasts or monsters on behalf of the humans. A god who looked after their well beings. Fran of the past was certainly that type of a being.
“Let’s go back. Sir Ian.”
How long was the waiting? Fran spoke after being separated from the humans. Then he went to the portal which had been installed at a corner of the tribe’s colony. It was the portal which had been installed to summon Fran’s help, at any time.
“But the people are still…”
“They are going to stay like that until I go back. I tried to talk and convince them, but to no avail. The only thing that I can do is to leave as soon as possible. Ha-ha.”
Fran of the past laughed awkwardly. Ian came back to the other side of the portal with Fran. They have returned to Fran’s headquarter which was also a laboratory. The place mainly had two themes. First, the countless many number of ‘books’, and the countless number of ‘portals’.
“I get awed whenever I see those books.”
Perhaps, because there were technical issues in making them, the books appeared to be crude compared to the present world, but having examined them for the past few days, the content was definitely not crude at all. That was understandable since most of the books were written by Fran, himself. From many research fields to journals, there were various kinds of books.
“All I had was time. In the old days, that was.”
“How long have you been living, anyway?”
“Well. I have given up counting my age.”
There was one fact that Ian has discovered in the last few days. Fran has been in existence from much earlier than this ancient time. It’s only that it hasn’t been that long since he has been acting as the savior of the humanity, in earnest. Although he did not reveal the reasons, he did reveal the cause of the everlasting life.
‘The power of the language.’
The moment that the power of the language was mastered. He did not age from that moment on. That was according to Fran’s explanation.
“But then do you have any time for rest?”
Ian said as he looked at the portals. The thousands of portals that he would use to travel, just for fun. They were the passage ways connecting various parts of the world.
“I still have plenty of time.”
“You have been continuously busy for the past few days though.”
“As I told you, the gargoyle bastards are in heat these days. Other monsters all start at a similar time, too. This is the busiest time, in fact. Every kind of beast bastard is in heat, at this time.”
The crisis, when the whole world is crawling with monsters, seemed to be solely on the shoulders of Fran. Although he could not completely protect the all of humanity, at least, he would certainly be the ‘greatest reason for the ‘continuation of humanity’.
“Still, after this time passes, it would become more comfort……”
It was when Fran was about to continue. A person has appeared through a portal. It was in fact from two places, not one.
“O, savior! Please save us!”
“Sa, savior! Savior!”
It appeared that there occurred problems in two places at the same time. Usually in times like this, he would go to the more urgent place, but Fran no longer needed to do that. Had he not gotten a powerful and trustworthy helper which the prophet has sent to him?
“Um, Sir Ian can……”
“I’ll go there.”
“Thank you.”
“Not at all.”
Ian went across a portal with one of the ancient men, with light blonde hair, who was seeking help. Looking at that hair, it appeared as if he was looking at the imperial family of Greenriver. It was because the blonde hair which was closer to being white was their special feature.
“Tribal Chief! I’ve brought a companion of the savior.”
“What? A companion? Did the savior have a companion?”
Beyond the portal was a rather large sized colony. It seemed to be the largest one of the ancient tribes which he has seen so far. Would it be like a large ancient city in the current world? Of course, it would be a stretch to call it a large city, but considering the times, it was certainly a large city.
“Hmmmm……”
The man who was called the ‘tribal chief’, the man with the light blonde hair, looked at Ian with doubts. Rather than ‘doubt’, it was more like ‘disbelief. Was Ian truly a strong being like the savior? Could he resolve the issues that have struck the tribe, and rebellion? It was that kind of disbelief.
‘He looks familiar from somewhere.’
At the same time, Ian thought, looking at the tribal chief.
This guy, he appeared to look very much like someone……
“……The crowned prince?”
He was a man of smaller stature than the crowned prince.
However, all ancient people were like that.
Almost all the humans were smaller on the average.
Of course, there were even differences in the façade.
“What did you just say?”
“……Ah, nothing. More importantly.”
Ian stopped saying what he had started to say. It was the ancient times of many thousands of years ago. How could the crowned prince exist?
“Wasn’t there a matter of high urgency?”
“Ah! Yes, Yes! Please, please hurry to the outside of the colony……!”
The scenery of the outside of the colony, which he has arrived at by following the tribal chief and the crowd. There, he could see a ‘troll tribe’ of truly incredible number of headcounts. Of course, there were also humans who were confronting the troll tribe. But there was a huge difference in their spirits.
Rather than having assembled for the purpose of attacking the humans, the trolls seemed to have assembled in order to take over the territory of the human tribe.
“Trolls.”
That was understandable. The colony that this light blonde haired tribal chief possessed was in a location that exhibited a strategically superior position. Especially, the stream of river that went through the entire colony was notable. Since the river was responsible for providing survivability for a generation, there was no wonder that even the monsters envied it.
“Do you mean for me to eliminate those trolls?”
“Yes, yes. How, could it be done?”
“Hmm, there are more than I had thought.”
“If it was the savior, he would easily……”
“It isn’t something that I couldn’t do, either.”
Certainly. The only thing was that there was a slight difference.
Ian was different from Fran of the past. Specifically, he did not volunteer to be the ‘protector of humanity’. He didn’t particularly want to annihilate the trolls in a single breath, either. No matter what, wouldn’t it be like committing a massacre? However, if it must be done, then there wasn’t any reason that would stop him from doing so. Like at that ancient time when he had saved the great lord Morgrian from the goblins.
“Whoo……!”
Ian let out a short breath. He drew a large amount of mana. At the same time, he levitated into the air.
“First time in a long while.”
Has he come up with a good idea? No, his expression did not say that. Instead of having a ‘good idea’.
“Let’s try then.”
An interesting idea came to his mind. It was a magic that seemed to go well in such situations.
“Frost.”
A very vast ranged cold air type magic. The method used to save the great lord Morgrian. The spell that commenced the beginning of the second life.
“Nova.”
‘Frost Nova.’
That strong cold energy began to form at the center of the assembled troll tribe. Of course, the difference in the levels of the destructive powers, and the ranges were like heaven and earth. To restate, it was not in any way an exaggerated statement.
Padeek, padddddeeek, paddeek, padddeeeeek-!
The cold energy that shot out into every direction. The ground began to freeze inside out. Once again, the ‘ice hell’ has spread. This time, it was the troll tribe who was the ‘victim’ of it.
“Not bad.”
Suddenly, the time long ago when he had improved his magical senses through frost nova came to his mind. If it had been the original power, rather than just a gymnasium, it would be the entire Youngju Castle which would have been completely frozen. He remembered having such a thought.
And now, the newly achieved result proved that that thought was an appropriate one. The proof was the bloody sight of the trolls, frozen as if they were sculptures.
“Ah, Ahhhh……!”
The tribal chief who clearly watched the event unfold.
And the warriors, and the people of the tribe. Everyone froze for a moment. It wasn’t due to the spell’s side effects. It was the result of psychological freezing.
“Are you satisfied, with this?”
Ian flew back to near the colony.
Satisfied? Satisfied with this? Is he saying that for a good laugh?
“O, companion of the savior!”
“O, the second savior!”
The people bowed down flat on to the ground. They were already treating Ian as the ‘savior’s companion’. Or began to treat him as the ‘second savior’.
“Please, please forgive me for my rudeness. You may take my life, but please not the tribe, not the Greenriver tribe……!”
“Greenriver?”
“I desperately, desperately ask that you continue to watch over us! Should you still have anger, I say it again that I give my useless life to you……”
“Did you just say Greenriver?”
“I beg the savior’s forgiveness…… Yes? Ah, Yes. That, that is correct. That’s the name of our tribe. Please have pity on us!”
Ian could not hide his surprise. This place was in a time far back in the past. It was certainly the past, whether it was reality or an illusion. The name of ‘Greenriver’ was heard in such a place.
Ran into that familiar name.
‘No wonder, the blonde hair, and the similar ambience.’
The blonde hair that was very close to being white. That light blonde hair was truly unusual. Even now the situation would not be any different.
‘He wasn’t a member of the imperial family for no reason.’
The family name and the history went back a long time. The foundation was solid.
Those expressions seemed to have been the adjectives of the Greenriver family. That was, if this past, this illusion was not a fabrication.
“No reason to offer your life.”
“Oh, oh…! Thank you. Thank you, truly!”
The ancestor who strangely resembled Hayden, the crowned prince.mThe tribal chief of Greenriver spoke with admiration.
“Ah! I have something to give you in return for your forgiveness. This offering was originally meant to be given to the original savior, Fran, but I would like for you, the second savior, to have it, if you’d please. Offerings can always be collected whenever and happily.”
Did he want to impress Ian, the second savior, at this time? It was the tribal chief of Greenriver who hurriedly wanted to give an offering. There could only be benefits in undertaking such an act, if and only if the character of the one who was receiving it had been clearly analyzed, so it seemed that he has become overly excited.
“The offering …”
Ian who wanted to decline. He slowly pulled his hand. It was because curiosity got the better of him. Well, since it has come to this, might as well see what it was. That was, how an ‘ancient tribute’ was to be made.
“There! Bring the offering for the second savior! Hurry!”
A short time later, Ian only felt disappointed. The form of tribute was the same back then and today. The few items that were called the era’s masterpieces, various jewels, and things made of gold. That was all. Furthermore, they looked crude as they were items made with insufficient techniques of the ancient time. He had expected a somewhat different kind of tribute, so he was very disappointed.
‘Well, I suppose there wasn’t anything to expect to start with, anyway.’
Several thousands of years of time have passed.
The civilizations of humans were on the opposite ends of the spectrum. What was to be expected, in this band of time?
‘I must have expected something completely out of line……’
It was when Ian’s head was shaking with disappointment.
“……Uh?”
He felt his eyes open wide. Was it due to the tributary item? No, that wasn’t it. Those miserable jewels, treasure chests which were crudely made. Would his eyes move at all due to items like swords and shields?
The reason lied elsewhere.
“……”
The chest that was brought out for the purpose of keeping the items of offering. It was because he has located a very familiar face, among those slaves who has brought out the chest.
It wasn’t just the feeling of having the resemblance, like from that of the crowned prince. Removing only the appearance of being baby faced, she was like a ‘carbon copy’.
“Mother……?”
