A Famous Traitor and Treacherous Genius

288 – Paradigm Change (2)

There is nothing my father cannot cut.

There are some things that cannot be cut, but the one who can cut anything if he puts his mind to it is Crimson Gibraltar – the strongest sword master on the continent.

Even if it were just the body of the golden dragon, wasn’t it being lightly sliced, as if stabbing an iron spoon into soft ice cream?

But the tower doesn’t work?

“How do you feel?”

“…I can’t do it either.”

I wondered if it was something like a curse placed on my father personally, but I also couldn’t touch the tower.

Slowly, slowly.

I spread the auror blade as thinly as possible and concentrated the tip on the blade, but it was impossible to cut the top.

Why?

The golden dragon gets cut by the sword, but the tower that the golden dragon protects doesn’t get cut.

“As expected… “

“If it’s something that the golden dragon protects. If it’s a barrier that is more precious than its own body. If it’s something that humanity can’t reach yet.”

This tower and pillar, which the Golden Dragon cherishes more than its own body her, is something that no one, not only Gibraltar but also mankind, can touch.

“I can’t help it. “I have no choice but to leave this alone.”

“Then, I guess you can touch everything except this.”

“Yes.”

To put it conversely, it doesn’t seem like any magical measures have been taken other than the Golden Tower.

The floor and the pillars of the temple.

If you dig a certain amount and dig again, you will find areas where Aurors cannot enter, but even if you just cut and dismember what you can see right now, you will have enough to use for the next 500 years.

What is 500 years?

Even if humanity suddenly becomes caught up in the catastrophe of Nostrum and disappears in a thousand or ten thousand years, there will be plenty of gold for future generations.

“Director Bathory must have a lot to research. Dragons, other gold, and this Golden Temple…”

“Yes. We need to do research, but first we have to take him outside.”

I pointed to Director Bathory, who was already lying on the temple floor, fiddling with gold and spraying some kind of drug.

“Time passes completely differently here than outside.”

“…Well, I said so.”

My father scratched his head for a moment and then patted me on the shoulder.

“Gray. Would you like to go outside for a while?”

“Yes?”

“Go outside, count the time for about 10 seconds, and then come back in. Then, the time in this temple and outside…”

“It doesn’t flow.”

Director Bathory smiled lowly and only lifted his upper body.

“This is a temple. I guess that’s not wrong. It’s a place that humans can’t normally come to.”

“Director Bathory. “Do you know something?”

“Hmm, it’s a bit weird to say I know. It’s an inference, right?”

“It’s okay to just guess. It’s up to us to accept it.”

“Then…Ah. In the beginning, there were gold and silver dragons…”

“Dismissed.”

Just as Director Bathory was about to recite the old story, his father waved his hand and cut him off.

“About this place.”

“…I guess I can express this here.”

Director Bathory spread his arms and smiled broadly.

“Time’s up!”

“…”

“The end point of all time. Or the place where all time gathers. A place where all history is recorded and gathered in the form of gold. The ultimate utopia that those who control magic hope to reach, now Akashic Records…! “

“What are you talking about?”

My father hung up once more.

“Well, you probably don’t know. It’s a term that came out more than 500 years ago, and it’s also an expression that quickly became obsolete…”

Director Bathory smiled once and continued speaking while pressing his temples with his hands.

“In case there is any misunderstanding, I’m not saying that I’m 500 years old, I’m just saying that there was an expression like that 500 years ago.”

“You know. Could it be that Director Bathory is a legendary vampire who lived for 500 years? Isn’t that right, son?”

“…Yeah. Well.”

When I said, “Let’s do it that way,” My father’s eyes were looking at me harshly.

“Director Bathory’s ancestors seem to have often researched the history of Nostrum. They also know it in detail.”

“Ho, ho, ho. Of course, Master. I have enough historical knowledge to be able to give a history lecture at Orosol Academy. I don’t know this from experience, but I know it because I studied history books.”

It is said that it is.

Let’s do something like that.

“So where is this place? End of time?”

“It literally means the end of time. The end of all time. We have now flown from the 99th year of the imperial calendar to the end of all time.”

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“Does that mean Nostrum is destroyed?”

“It’s not just Nostrum. It’s the concept of ‘time’ that goes beyond Gibraltar, Empire, and other countries.”

“…”

The father twitches the corner of his mouth and looks in disgust.

My father is quite averse to things like magic and miracles, so he is not the type of person who wants to hear stories like this.

“It’s my first time experiencing something like this myself, but it’s simple to think about. This could be the world 100,000 years from now, or it could be the world 3 years from now. In any world, the Golden Dragon will be the world that humanity perceives. You could say it’s the end of all history.”

“I see.”

“…You don’t seem to be paying much attention.”

“Hmm.”

I also experienced the miracle of regression, so I am only a little interested in the concept of the end of time, but what is important to me and my father is how to put this gold to good use in Gibraltar.

“Okay. I’ll tell you about the origins of this Golden Temple and the Golden Dragon’s Tomb after I understand it step by step. What’s important is how to use it. That’s it.”

“That’s right.”

Humans do not attach importance to the origin of tools.

I place importance on the function and performance of the tool and how it will help my life.

The first is countless gold.

The second is the gap between this place and reality – ‘time’ which is close to infinity.

“As Master Gray Gibraltar has already figured out, the present and the time here are different.”

Director Bathory lightly tapped the watch on his left wrist.

“Do you see this? The elaborately made quartz clock keeps running, but the Nostrum magic stone clock is not moving.”

“…”

“The hour hand made with human technology moves, but the clock checked by magic has stopped? If you calculate it with the golden dragon, you can say that this is a place where time has stopped by magic. Calling it the end of time. ..Is just my wish.”

“Director Bathory. Is it possible that it’s not the end of time, but just a Golden Dragon rare?”

“That’s a possibility, but… !”

Major General Bathory spread his arms wide once more.

“Speaking of the end of time, there is romance!!”

“…I see.”

His father nodded his head sharply.

“Rather than stepping on a disk and teleporting to the Temple of the Golden Dragon hidden somewhere in the Gibraltar Gorge, I went back in time and arrived at the end of human history. That seems like there’s more to it.”

“Father…”

“Marin or Sharpie would like it.”

“It may seem like a fantasy story that children love, but the Marquis also knows the fine arts!”

There is no answer.

The person who experienced the miracle of regression is thinking the most realistically, but the other two are discussing the realm of God that transcends cognition.

‘Is this perspective even necessary?’

Those who transcend human beings.

My father transcended humanity as a sword, and Major General Bathory’s age-

Correction.

We are transcending humans and leading human civilization through alchemy and magical engineering.

Just as a dragon passed down magic to humanity and someone among them became a ‘wizard’, under the guidance of Bathory Erzsebet, humanity is developing civilization by learning alchemy and magical engineering.

If the golden dragon gave magic to mankind.

Bathory Erzsebet bestows magical engineering to mankind.

‘It’s romantic.’

It’s romantic.

A world that stands still.

“Director Bathory, let me ask you a question. Assuming you continue to stay here, what will happen?”

“You could starve to death, right? Unless you bring food or chew on gold.”

“…”

“Even if a being that doesn’t need that comes along, it would usually go crazy and lose its mind. And even if it miraculously survives that, I wonder what the point would be.”

Director Bathory lightly shrugged his shoulders.

“One way would be to spend an infinite amount of time here. But just know this: if you spend ten years here and leave the temple having aged ten years, not much time will have passed since you entered here.”

I have already confirmed the time difference.

For about three hours, Sir Robert grew older than the others in the Golden Temple.

It’s not a good thing.

The legal age is 19, but the physical age is 29 or 39.

“You never know. If you come here as a ghost, you might end up living eternal life in this golden temple? Ugh.”

“It’s a ghost…”

“Is that so? Could it be that this is a military base that sends infinite golden slaves to St. Geo Nostrum?”

“Can’t it be eliminated?”

“If you take out all the gold inside, no more golden heroes will appear?”

Director Bathory laughed bitterly.

“You can only infer and speculate about everything. If you want to know the truth, bring that person here and everything will become somewhat clear.”

“That person?”

“…Hapsburg von Thersian?”

“…”

Obviously, there is a possibility.

No, I’m sure he will find out everything.

The origin of all history, why the golden dragon became gold, and what that tower is.

“Father, I think I should go out first. Even if I think about it, I think I’ll get blinded by gold if I stay here.”

First, it’s time to go outside.

“Since we are not a race like elves that remain young forever, there is no need to age an hour or two faster than others.”

“Even elves like that wouldn’t want to age faster than others. Director Bathory. Let’s get out.”

“…”

Director Bathory pouted for a moment.

It seems like he wants to research and analyze more about this space known as the end of time, but Director Bathory probably doesn’t want to age any faster than others.

Above all, without me and my father, we could be trapped here forever.

“Gray. Is there something that’s bothering you?”

“No. I was just wondering what this was.”

A huge tower guarded by a golden dragon.

Is it a tower?

Or is it something that looks like a tower?

I don’t know what’s inside, but if there’s something that the Golden Dragon cherishes the most.

If it is something that contains a miracle that neither I nor my father can cut down.

‘Hourglass.’

If you turn it over, time flows backwards.

If the blood of Gibraltar is the key that leads here.

The thing that reacts to Nostrum’s blood is probably this, not the golden dragon.

“…”

Is it an illusion?

From inside the golden tower, I felt like the princess of a ruined country was looking at me.