Episode 200
54. A new semester without you (3)
I have something to tell you about the Tree of Sephiroth, World Vicar Player.
I’m sure you won’t make fun of me when you see this phrase. As you know, the oracle of light is always absolute.
I am the only one who knows this yet. Besides, I have no intention of revealing it in the future.
If you reveal your existence to the world, the entire continent will be turned upside down.
I don’t know how many people you shared your secret with.
I want them to be trustworthy.
The introduction is too long.
Again, I know that players are currently looking for information about the Sephiroth Tree.
But player.
That judgment was wrong.
The entrance to Sephiroth’s estate will never be opened unless the trees allow it.
Searching for origins or lore will not help.
But for now, I would like to tell you something more serious than the origin of Sephiroth.
‘Voices of the Cursed’.
This is the story of Artel, who was corrupted by Sephiroth.
“… … ? Is this all?”
It was a letter that began with a phrase that could never be ignored.
That’s all the written word was.
So what the hell is the story of the fallen Artel?
I turned the paper over and looked at it, but I couldn’t find a part with other contents written on it.
Could it be that Elijah forgot to give him only one letter?
Or is it that if you want to know more, please come and find out?
It’s just a way to piss people off. not talking
“ha ha ha… … .”
It was ridiculous, and I laughed out loud. Was Saint Bassanio originally a character like this?
In the original story, he was a person who boasted of very strong divine power and dignity, befitting his status as a high priest.
Of course, he died during the Apostle of Light faction quest.
At least while he was alive, he could be seen as an NPC who possessed tremendous splendor as the leader of a faction.
Even back then, there was an event where I wrote a handwritten letter and gave it to the player.
As far as I can remember, this was never the case.
Even if it was written with completely unrelated content.
In fact, if you look closely, it’s a kind of thing that prevents the secretly seeing the contents of the powers that are secretly inside the temple… … .
“for a moment.”
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Memories run through my mind.
Bassanio clearly recognized me as a ‘player’.
This is probably due to his unique ability, an oracle from the God of Light.
At least Azethos, Thanatos, and then Sephiroth.
Because I came into this world, and the existences of those gods are still functioning.
Similarly, in the case of the god of light, described as a good god, or Iruril, who is worshiped by Artel, he is likely to be actively posting or communicating with his followers.
Even the beginning of the Apostle of Light faction begins with a wandering prophet who had received a revelation from the God of Light.
‘Then as far as the trust is concerned… … There is a high probability that a special device was put in place so that people other than me could not see it.’
Let’s think there
The content of the letter, which seemed to have been cut off, was also understandable.
‘As a player, of course, you decided that you could solve a puzzle like this.’
I rummaged through the chest of drawers and pulled out a matchbox that had been tucked away in the corner.
It’s a little different from the usual matches.
A fine gold string is woven on a white wooden box, and the thickness of the match is five times that of a regular match.
Of course.
Because this was a kind of holy relic to artificially raise the torch used in the temple.
I wondered if I could just use the holy thing like this.
I had brought about three packs of it, saying that it would be useful if Elijah kept it.
And this kind of relic.
It was mainly used to secretly check the contents of the ‘secret letter’ delivered from the temple.
Cheeky-!
I drew a match without hesitation.
Not the usual red flame, but a dazzlingly beautiful blue flame.
holy fire.
It is a sacred flame imbued with the power of light.
I brought the match to the stationery and touched it. Then, as if oil had been applied, a blue flame engulfed the entire paper in an instant.
The stationery disappeared in an instant, leaving no ashes behind.
Instead, a faint light flickered in front of him.
‘That’s right.’
It could be said that it was a secret communication unique to the temple called the Firefly.
As I gripped the firefly with one hand, the entire room was engulfed in the bright light leaking through the cracks in my fists.
“Player. Look.”
I couldn’t see anything in front of me, but I could hear the voice clearly.
A low, soft voice that makes you feel comfortable and even reverent just by listening to it.
The high priest was Saint Bassanius.
『A great omen of darkness is approaching the island.』
At the same time as those words, a vast sea spread out in front of me. The land is so vast that no one can see it.
However, the sky was a bit strange.
As if drawn with a palette, the sky over there was full of dark clouds and a storm was pouring down.
And in the middle of that storm… … .
『Ark of the Cursed, ‘Mary Celeste’. They are coming.”
sailboat?
No, it is too large for a simple sailing boat.
The sailing ships in this game were large enough and beautiful, but they were small compared to ships like aircraft carriers and giant cruise ships.
However, the sailing ship I see now was huge enough to be compared to a cruise ship, even by my modern standards.
A statue of a wooden pattern was erected on the player.
Whether the entire ship was made of special wood, it emitted a soft fluorescent light.
The scene overlapped with the dark sea, exuding a very eerie and ominous aura.
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Mary Celeste.
I can not know.
It’s a scenario that didn’t appear in the main story, and I’ve never seen anything similar.
But now that the years have passed, rather than panic, my head hurts first.
It was because it seemed that he could vaguely know where that mysterious ship had appeared.
“The temple cannot intervene at this time. Player, if you truly choose to walk the path of the Apostle of Light… … Stop them.”
As I looked at the ship passing over the horizon, my vision soared into the air.
The view gradually moving away from the surface of the water came to a point where the appearance of the continent could be seen.
A black storm swirling in the distance, in the middle of the storm was Mary Celeste.
I could easily see where they were heading.
A huge island far away from the continent.
300 years ago, it became the battlefield where the fate of the world was at stake.
The Academy of Hope and Knowledge, engulfed in numerous chaos in the future.
It was paradise island.
“By all means, I look forward to seeing you alive.”
The message of Saint Bassanius the High Priest was there. I opened my eyes in the room with a feeling of being thrown out of my consciousness.
“Damn it… … .”
Oracle Hallucination.
By remotely illuminating the subject’s field of vision, it was the power to make sure the contents of the prophecy were realized.
A divine ability that only the high priest, called the forerunner of the temple, can manifest.
As long as this ability has been activated, everything I have just seen is actually happening right now.
“After all, it’s DLC again. Somehow, I thought it was going to be too much.”
I grabbed my forehead.
Paradise Academia is a world in a game.
And most games were meant to demand a thorough price for any reward.
In order to match the Queen’s vassal set, you must clear the Dream Garden controlled by Amodea.
In order for Aidan to gain the full support of Artel, he had to win the favor of their leader, Ishtar.
It was soon achieved through clearing the main scenario.
After all, everything is give and take.
Professor Ecclesia Bell said of the Sephiroth Tree:
It is truly an ability comparable to the ‘power of God’.
There are many priests who perform miracles just by borrowing the power of the God of Light.
He also added that he wondered what would happen if he borrowed the power of the Old God, who was treated as his equivalent.
If it is the power of deceptive performance.
In the end, there are also crises worthy of it.
Actually, I didn’t want or want to have this kind of power, but… … . If it has already happened, it cannot be undone.
I left my seat and stood up.
“You have to move now.”
It was time to convene the Illuminati once more.
* * *
“Voices of the Cursed and Mary Celeste. I’ve heard of it.”
“Really?”
After hearing my explanation, Lorna-senpai said in a serious voice.
“Since then, I’ve been in and out of Ortana’s Great Library for over a hundred years, establishing time magic. The books there are almost greedy. Wait a minute.”
she said so
It suddenly disappeared from my sight and reappeared. In his hand was a book.
[The Curse of Eternity, the disappeared Artel.]
“Come on, here. You should read it.”
“???”
“What did I just see?”
In an optical illusion as if they were blinking their eyes, everyone in the group had a confused expression on their faces.
“Sir, did you just go to the library?”
“Yeah, of course not. So how did you get this?”
Truly a speechless ability.
I thought that it was rather fortunate that I had not taken her from the temple of Amodea.
If there was Rona-senpai, it would have ended without having time to do anything with Amodea.
Clearing the time attack level was natural, and Camilla wouldn’t have been hurt.
I would not have made Amodea my servant.
“Oh, but it’s not possible anywhere. I used to come and go to the library often, so I got every single little coordinate.”
“That’s great.”
No matter how limited it was to the library, it was a skill, not a joke.
How well can it be used for large-scale teleportation?
‘Hmm… … I’ll have to discuss this with Rona-senpai.’
First of all, it wasn’t that important.
I quickly skimmed through the book my senior had brought me.
At first, I thought it was strange because it was less thick than I thought, but as soon as I opened the first page, I could see why.
“Is this a novel?”
“Yeah, if you ask me, you can see it that way. It’s a concept that has been compiled into a book of some kind of urban legend.”
“Oh so… … .”
“I didn’t have to go to the safe.”
Lorna added with a smile.
“I really enjoyed reading that book, because there was a time when I was also intensively studying Artel. I wondered if it had something to do with time magic.”
“But the content is a little different from what I know, isn’t it?”
“Because it’s a novel. I must have woven something like a legend.”
In this book, the race called Voices of the Damned was the ancient Artel.
They were not hated by the Sephiroth, but by the original World Tree, and were punished by leaving the forest and being exiled to the sea.
The ship they boarded when they were exiled to that sea was Mary Celeste.
‘Even if the story is slightly different, I can guess a little.’
In reality, what I saw in my vision was a huge sailing ship.
As long as the Sephiroth tree and gnomes were related, the existence of the voices of the cursed was also highly likely to be a member of the ancient Artel.
Whether or not he was actually cursed by the original world tree is still unknown.
It was true that they were resurrected and approaching Paradise Island for some reason.
‘There is no possibility of it being a liberation front, it must be a complete third force.’
First of all, it’s DLC content.
I feel like I’ll be able to take full control of this Sephiroth tree only by defeating it in some way.
“hey… … Baek Sanwoo. But how are you going to catch them?”
George looked up and raised his hand cautiously.
The boy looked quite frightened. It was a realistic reaction.
Because it was said that an ancient, cursed being that he had never heard of or seen was approaching.
“Last time Amodea was a local battle. After all, you were on Paradise Island. But now you’re approaching from a distant sea? Are you planning on doing a naval battle?”
“I’m worried about that too.”
“Why don’t you just tell the professors this time? As you said, isn’t this a huge emergency?”
“Ugh… … .”
Obviously I couldn’t figure out the power right now.
As it wasn’t an existing event or scenario, I wasn’t familiar with the strategy either.
“I think that would be better.”
He has already made an acquaintance with Professor Ecclesia Bell, the forbidden city.
In Arthur, Dean Irkhan was holding up well, and there is Professor Helen Merses in Arrin’s Faculty, who has his own flair.
Anyway, I had to slowly recruit the professors… … .
It would be better to make it clear this time.
It was finally time to untie the first knot of the plan we had been thinking about for a long time.
