A Transmigrator's Privilege Chapter 119

Published at 28th of February 2023 08:09:24 AM

She looked at the trolley full of books and frowned.

“You've collected so much to no avail. Your first job as a librarian is to clean up these messed up books.” 

“That won't happen.”

“I don't like employees who talk back. You will need an education.”

A long conversation was unnecessary and the battle started right away.

With fluttering wide sleeves, Elantia's hands quickly made hand signs.

“Breath of Permafrost.”

Shaaaaaa!

The vicious wind of Niflheim was summoned from her lips as she spoke the starting words. The cold breath quickly encroached on her surroundings.

The plants in the flowerbed were instantly frozen by the 7th circle wide-area freezing magic. The extremely cold air turned the rooftop terrace into a murderous zone.

There was nowhere to escape.

Just before a ground-freezing breath hit Thesilid, he quickly picked up two books and opened them.

Swhiiwww! Roaaaar!

Fire and wind mingled to create a gust of heated air around him. A powerful hot wind offset the cold air around.

It was a cramped safe zone barely created with two 4-circle attack magic.

“Oh, that was a good improvisation. But.”

The first attack was merely a measure to bind Thesilid's mobility and prevent close-quarters combat. He has no aura or divine power and can no longer move even a single step outside the hot wind zone.

Elantia made another hand sign and accordingly, dark clouds quickly began to coil up in the blue dry sky.

Thesilid immediately recognized what kind of magical harbinger it was. The moment his hand quickly opened a 2 circle shield scroll book, Elantia shouted.

“Summon Lightning!”

Kwaaang!

A powerful thunderbolt pierced into Thesilid's position as if excavating the ground.

A blitz of lightning concentrated at one point and dug into the ground with terrifying destructive power.

It was a situation where even if she closed her eyes to fire a thunderbolt, he had no choice but to be directly hit. Elantia laughed in anticipation of pain-filled groans and the scent of sweet blood that would soon waft through the air.

“To survive with just a 2 Circle shield……hmm? What?”

After the dust cloud had subsided, Thesilid appeared intact.

“This was a little risky.” 

Five huge iron spikes that sprouted up beside him were dispersing the lightning strikes far away.

Another scroll book was in Thesilid's hand. Elantia, who recognized it was a magnetic type magic, admired. 

“Ah, Iron Sand.”

He made a lightning rod by pulling up all the iron sand mixed in the soil of the flower bed with his own power.

“Ha, that's pretty good.” 

Excitement about the battle bloomed in her. The pupil in the middle of her red irises slit vertically. 

Her hand moved to attack again.

“Well, then how about this one?”

Crack, crack, crack, crack! 

Dozens of ice horns were created in the air and lined up to her left and right. Sharply forged tips aimed at Thesilid in unison.

“Let's see if you can stop it!”

Ice horns created by a 6 Circle freezing magic were sequentially shot out towards Thesilid.

Each horn was an aggregation of powerful magic. A normal 2 Circle shield could never block it.

However, Thesilid did not let go of the Shield Scroll Book.

Instead, his opposite hand moved quickly. He dropped the magnetic magic scroll book as if letting it spill down on the floor and soon after picked up a secondary magic scroll book.

Sasak, chak.

As soon as he opened the book, the first horn of ice flew right into Thesilid's face.

Kwajik! Pasut!

Instead of penetrating the target, the ice horns were blocked by an invisible wall and shattered.

Kwajik! Kwajijik!

The same was true of the ice horns that flooded in succession. Thesilid's neck, heart, stomach, arms, and legs. The result was the same no matter where it was aimed.

Ice powder rose thickly around Thesilid and Elantia's red eyes were filled with surprise.

“How can it be done with only a 2 Circle magic scroll……?”

Kindness is also a virtue of the Seven Holy Virtues and Thesilid gladly gave her an answer.

“I used mana condensation.”

He revealed the identity of the 5 Circle auxiliary magic by showing the cover of a book that reads 'The Apocalypse of Chaotic Evil Conceived by Strict Order and Goodwill'.

Elantia asked back in disbelief.

“You narrowed down the range of the shield and focused on the ice horn's point of contact?”

“Yes. First of all, I am a paladin in charge of the vanguard, so I am confident in my fuselage vision.”

At first glance, it seems like a reasonable explanation contained in a gentle tone. However, Elantia's eyes widened as if they would tear apart.

What Thesilid was talking about was a technique called Beat Shield among mages, and she was well aware of it as well.

That technique condenses the area of the shield to the size of a palm and concentrates the defense power. As an alternative to boasting high mana efficiency, it requires that much sophisticated control. 

As Thesilid said, it is not difficult to find the hit point with excellent fuselage vision. However, moving the Beat Shield precisely to that point is an entirely different matter. From there, it's the realm of manipulating mana.

Changing the coordinates of mana that quickly and accurately requires a high degree of magical skill.

This cannot be explained simply by saying that his fighting sense is excellent. Maybe……

“……!”

For a moment, there was a fresh sense of incongruity that penetrated Elantia's brain.

In the three rounds so far, there was an incomprehensible phenomenon.

“You…”

Her voice trembled thinly.

“How are you triggering the scrolls without using the start word?”

Thesilid had never read the title of the book. Not even once.

“……Ah.”

A soft, low-pitched sound came out as if he had forgotten about it.

“I can't bear to mention titles that commit to the Seven Deadly Sins.”

The handsome man gave a holy smile. From his words to his expression, everything would be a deception.

“Human, have you ever learned magic?”

Elantia immediately regretted asking the question.

“Oh, no, that can't be. You have awakened to divine power. Divine power and Mana collide and cannot be learned together. I must have made a slip of tongue.”

“Can't the Divine power that collides with it be eliminated? Just like the way I'm now?”

“What else do you mean……?”

Thesilid avoided further reply. Then he picked up the scroll book he had set aside on one side of the trolley.

“Now it is my turn. She'll be worried if this takes too long.”

“That book……? Ha, I didn't think you'd find it.”

Elantia's face was stained with surprise when she read the title, '50 Ways to Corrupt a Handsome Paladin'.

She opened her mouth earnestly, hiding her nervousness.

“I commend you for your discernment and taste in choosing that book, although I don't know what you believed in to pick that.”

“9 Circle dark type attack magic. I'm well aware of course.”

“Hoo? Did you know? Great. I will compliment you on that, too. But you'd better give up using that scroll.”

“Why?”

“A question as low as your taste in literature. The 9th circle is a force that transcends human beings. When activated, a huge amount of mana is required and a huge burden is placed on the body. If you, who have never risen to the ranks of a transcendentalist, try to cast it recklessly, you will disintegrate as the mana in your body is sucked away. Of course, the magic won't be cast and it will result in only you being killed.”

“What is your purpose in telling me that?”

“Well, that book is exceptionally delicate, so if you use the scroll, it will be destroyed……but why do I feel like your words have been rude since a while ago, you uncultured human being?”

“It's because of my mood.”

Thesilid responded calmly and opened page 66 of the book with a calm hand.

“Now, wait a minute……!”

By the time Elantia's shrill voice rang out, it was already too late.

Doo-woong!

A circular shockwave spreads out and resonated strongly like a thumping heart.

Doo Woo-!

It resonated once again and at that moment, the force field of mana was quickly rearranged.

The activation of the spell had begun.

“Hey, you human being with low-level intelligence! Can't you understand the language!? If you're going to kill yourself, do it alone! Leave the book behind!”

“I will not die.”

“With what confidence……”

“You'll know when you see it.”

Pasasasak.

A book about a fallen paladin turned to dust and the shock of losing a golden collection from the library unfolded before Elantia's eyes.

“N-no way……!”

Whoooooo!

A terrible darkness swallowed the dazed demon.

✠

The hallway in front of the boss room was peaceful. I was waiting for Thesilid while eating snacks as he said.

Of course, I didn't heartlessly eat by myself. After multiplying the snacks using the picnic basket, I passed them on to the Orders.

Chewing fig cookies, I stared at the window. 

A glass that has become opaque, as if it had been painted on the outside. It was more like a wall than a window.

I agreed with Agnes.

I wish I could watch the battle from the sidelines but due to entry restrictions, I have to wait outside.

I'm curious about the situation and wanted to hear anything about what was going on inside.

'Sir, is Thesilid doing well?'

['The World-building God' clears his throat.]

Huh? That's an odd reaction.

Let's verify his incoming signals.

'If it's because of the Inspector, swing the carrot……'

['The Spoiler Inspector' gets angry.]

['The World-building God' throws away the carrot.]

I was very surprised by the unexpected reaction. Does that mean that World God's silence from a while ago was regardless of the prohibitions?

Then why aren't you telling me anything?

An expert in this field answered my question.

['The Eyes that watch over the chaos of all things' says that the main character is out of observation range.]

Chapter end