Trinitas Mundus - The Story of Saint Knight Ray

November 21st.

After finishing their visit to Raspade, Professor of the School of Magic, Rays returned to the Inn after a tour of the College with Ginny's guidance.

Ray, who walked into the room with Ashley for two, was thinking about talking to Raspade.

(Talking about Dr. Raspade, the magic formations of the summons can attract what they want to call forcefully. However, it is unrealistic because the magic is unscrupulous. But if there is an absolute amount of magic, if there is such a thing as a god or a demon, it is possible to summon. There was nothing magical about me falling into this world...)

And I will also move on to thinking about the story of the demonic servant and the impairment of my memory.

(This body is not mine in the first place. Only my spirit was called here. [M] And the spirit is also partially sealed of memory. Talk of a demonic servant meant that dark attributes might be able to assimilate the spirit. Is mental assimilation and possession different?... What happened to the spirit of the owner of this body? She disappeared, oppressed by my heart? Or did the presence that called me extinguish the spirit of this man in the way? Either way, the soul of this guy named Ray Arklight has disappeared...)

He remembered his anger at the existence that called him.

(What do you want Ray (him) to do by killing his soul! What do you want me to do with my heart? The more I think about it, the more evil the existence that called me! If God called me for the right purpose, you just have to explain it!

He was desperately trying to ignore the voice of his heart wanting to return to Periclitle.

(The feeling that we should return to Pericritle grows stronger every day. But I can never be willing to act according to this clouded voice of mind. No matter how painful it is, all I can think about is defying it. What are you trying to make me do? Purpose, and if you don't know why, no matter how many people suffer, I won't move. No, I can't move. If you move poorly enough to be at the fingertips of the devil, you'd better keep your hands around......)

Ashley was aware of his distress, but could not read it to its contents.

(Ray is suffering now. Because I said I should leave Periclitle, and that's why I'm being slammed. What am I supposed to do...)

I remember when I was worried about Periclitle.

(Ray pushed me on my back when I was worried about getting Ray out of Periclitle and taking Lord Randall's request. But I can't push his back. By doing so, it's irrevocable... yes, I'm afraid Ray is going to stop being Ray...)

Ashley sits next to Ray and gently puts her head on his shoulder.

"I know you're worried. But I can't advise you. Sorry, I always depend on you..."

Ray held Ashley's shoulder,

"It's okay. I've come to a conclusion. I decided against my heart. [M] A lot of people might be helped by me moving. [M] But I'm not sure it really is. Maybe that makes more people unhappy with cunning traps. So why me? I'm not moving unless I'm convinced why I need to save Periclitle."

When he declared so strongly, Ashley was staring at him with a look that seemed unexpected.

(I didn't know Ray would say this so strongly... but if Ray decided that, I'll follow it... Ray might regret this decision later. But we'll do everything we can to support him then. thats the only thing i can do......)

We will look into magic formations and demons from the next day, but never achieve results.

There was also disagreement about Raspade's hypothesis, and some professors ran out of saying it was a Necromancer summons or a magic formation of the resurrection of the dead.

There is even more chaos about demons, and the story of the Rays being attacked by multiple demons suggests that there could be magicians of multiple dark attributes, or that demons rather than demons (monster-themes) hung the magic of perceived misconceptions - which made them recognize their enemies as human beings alone.

In any case, I had no idea about the means of confrontation against manipulation of demons, and time was just running out for pranks.

Last day of November after ten days of recklessness.

I crept through the college gates for a visit to the lab in Raspade, which is on a routine basis.

Going around the gate, Raspade was waiting there.

"I've been waiting for you, Mr. Arklight. I need you to stick with the experiment today. Pay."

Ray didn't know what he was talking about, and he said, "What kind of experiment is that?," he asked.

"I recreated the magic you found. I'm going to run a startup experiment now, but I heard you were a fairly high level sorcerer. That's where I decided to get my assistant."

Ray laughs bitterly at Raspade's words.

"Isn't that experiment dangerous?

Raspade makes a face about what he's talking about.

"What are you talking about? Experiments are dangerous. Especially as far as I can remember, such as this complicated magic team reproduction experiment, but it's the biggest danger?

Saying so sayingly, Ray began to tell me that he was not formally educated, but that there was no way to do it without doing something.

"I'm a“ mogul "sorcerer who doesn't even know my sorcerer level..."

Raspade looks even stranger, then quickly turns into the look he was good at.

"Right! You're anxious because you don't know your powers. Great. I'll make your magician's orb now."

Raspade tries to walk into the building by himself while the Rays are stunned.

"Come quickly! Because as soon as you make an orb, you start experimenting."

Ray has no choice, and when he tries to keep his weapon at the gatekeeper to follow him, the gatekeeper shakes his head and doesn't receive it.

"Dr. Raspade told me to allow weapons to be brought in today."

While he was anxious about what would happen, he was concerned about the sorcerer's orb.

(Can't a sorcerer's orb be made without being in the sorcerer's guild? If I have all the attributes, I will be scattered by the Sorcerer's Guild. That's awkward......)

He catches up with Raspade and tells him he doesn't intend to enter the Mage's Guild.

"You don't have to be in the guild to make an orb. I have something for freshmen. I was originally enrolled in the guild at the same time as I enrolled. If you don't like being in the guild, just make an orb."

That's what I'm saying, but I'm walking down the dong road.

Ray told Ashley, "What do we do?" but consult

"Isn't this a good opportunity? Professor Raspade seems only interested in research. Then I think it's a good opportunity to know what you're capable of. But we have to stop experimenting with magic."

I was forced to convince Ashley that it was just the creation of the orb for now, and followed Raspade.

Behind the college building there was a room very similar to the one creating the orb in the Adventurer's and Mercenary guilds.

The procedure is the same, goes inside the wooden box, and the body is scanned. As Ray comes out of the wooden box, Raspade walks into the back room. And after enough, Raspade returned with a slightly excited face with the Demonic Crystal Stone in his hand.

"Mr. Arklight! You have all the attributes! Isn't that reaching this level, almost comparable to mine, in that year too! What do you think? Will you be my assistant?

Raspade said that somewhat excitedly, bashing his shoulder as he gave Ray the orb.

Ray in a pulling mood says, "The research is a bit......" and receives an orb.

Still, Raspade continues the word of solicitation, but Ray doesn't have that word in his ear.

He was solidifying when he saw the information on the orb.

(optical attribute level sixty six? Forty to fifty others. Even a court magician should have been fifty... were they originally expensive or did they go up because they are magically defeating their enemies...)

Wind attribute level fifty-three even in Elmer Annakes, court magician of the Kingdom of Lax, whom he met. Ginny, a graduate of the College and a career as an adventurer, has Wind Attribute Level 25. A comparison between these two shows how unusual Ray's magic level is.

(Sixty-six light attributes...... because I was using a light crossbow? Nevertheless, it would be a pain in the ass if this could be done by light god...)

"Dr. Raspade. Excuse me, but could you keep my attributes and level story to yourself?

When Ray says that like a snack, Raspade looks strange.

"Why? One delicacy in decades when it comes to having all attributes. And I wonder if you should be proud of that level of youthfulness, rather than hiding it."

Ashley started explaining instead, worried about how Ray would answer.

"I had problems with phototheism before. It is with resentment that we have defended the Temple of Darkness that the priests of the Light Divinity have hung up the Darkness. The cleric has been disposed of and is already dead, but if this fact leaks to them..."

Where Ashley said so much, Raspade nods.

"I see. They're desperate to hold one or more users of light attributes. Plus yesterday, the Holy Knights and Priests seconded by the Light Divine Headquarters are entering the city. Don't be awkward if this story leaks at this time."

Ray learned that fact and accidentally raised his voice.

"Is it light divinity? Where are you dispatched... Lax's Demon Crusade..."

Raspade nodded,

"Earlier, I paid a respectful visit to the Dean of the College. I guess that's where you heard. He said I was studying the magic formations of the Demons. He showed his face to me, too. Well, I don't know why, but I left without talking about it."

Ray thought, "I guess Dr. Raspade walked out of here in disdain because he wouldn't deal with him," but he didn't put it in his mouth.

"Okay. I'll keep your story in my chest. [M] Ginny, that's fine with you."

When I say that to Ginny, who is following me behind, I proceed without even making sure she snorts.

"Then you can stick with my experiments. I'm ready for the underground lab."

The Rays were taken to Raspade to be drawn.

Ray walked behind Raspade,

(If Light Theism is going to Lax like this, fine. But it's been nearly two months since the Demon Army withdrew from Chulock into the woods. It's not strange that it's time to settle... and if the Light God finds out about the Demon Clan we got in Periclitle... they might follow the Demon Clan into the woods. I don't mind if that's all, but I hope Mr. Randall doesn't get scratched around......)

Raspade goes down the stairs down to the basement floor behind the college building.

Not even stinking, Raspade stopped in front of a sturdy metal door as he proceeded down the aisle where the rocks and soil felt damp.

"Ahead, Arklight, you and I are the only ones going in. You guys wait here."

Ashley and Stella rush into a stop,

"I'm fine. I'm not going to die. Yeah, maybe you're not going to die. Arklight, if you're on a level like that, you'll be fine first."

"We can't let Ray do such a dangerous thing..."

"If we do this, we may know the secrets of the art of summoning and transferring. Oh, my God, even if it's dangerous, I don't know how to translate it. So much so that demons pop up. Arklight, you can handle this, and you hang the keys from the outside in the first place. If you think it's dangerous, you should come inside."

When Ray gave up and shook her head at Stella with her face, she had to back off too.

The room with Ray and Raspade was about 10m square. In the center of the room a three-m square iron lattice cage is made, whose floor depicts the same magic formation found in the cave.

"Now put your hands on the magic formation and pour out your magic. You don't have to think about it."

That's all Raspade says, he goes right into the cage. And when he entered the magic formation, he set up his wand and began to cast complex spells that Ray could not hear.

"Lord of darkness and god of darkness (Noctis)..."

When Raspade starts casting spells, Ray also rushes to get his hands between the iron lattices and begins to pour magic into the magic formations.

The laser-rayed light of the event venue emits in all directions from the magical formation of intricate literature.

After about a minute, sweat begins to float on Raspade's forehead.

Still, he keeps casting spells.

Ray was feeling the power of the Spirit entering and leaving the magic formation.

(There is tremendous power coming and going. Are you okay with this? ……

After another minute or so, a blurry human form begins to float in the center of the magic formation. When I thought the shape gradually became clearer, the light of the magic formation abruptly disappeared and the human form collapsed.

When Ray returned to me, Raspade was kneeling like he had done all he could.

Ashley and the others, who were looking through the window at what was going on inside, also rush into the room.

Ray said, "Are you okay! Doctor!" he rushes into the cage screaming.

Raspade's face is pale, and he lets go of the cane in his hand, and he breathes rough.

"Failure, but I know what this is. It's more of a subpoena than a transfer."

"I saw something like a mannequin, was that what was summoned?

Raspade nods loudly as he enters the magic formation.

"It would be a demon of the wing demon system. I couldn't call that one this time, but perhaps the spell is different."

"Is it the Winged Demon System... let's get out of here instead"

Ray lends Raspade his shoulder and walks out of the cage.

And I brought him into Raspade's lab.

Soon after resting, Raspade is starting to make his way to his desk and is desperately starting to write notes.

The Rays call out to stop Raspade from showing symptoms of out of magic, but say, "Shut up!" I don't try to stop you from taking notes.

It was a raspede to my desk for about thirty minutes, but I finally lifted my face off my desk when I finished writing notes. The face was bloody and blue-white, but he had a satisfying look on his face.

"That magic formation seems to be used by the Demons, too. The demon that seemed to be able to summon would be the Wing Demon or its one-ranked demon. As long as I break the spell, I can call it in..."

I groan so with a face I'm going to sincerely regret.

"Wouldn't summoning a wing demon not serve you?

"Right," Raspade nodded to Ray's inquiry.

"Sure, I can't serve, but that's done by another researcher. I wish I could figure out the secret to the transfer, the summons..."

The Rays are dismayed by what can be described as Raspade's irresponsibility, but Raspade has entered his world and continues to speak at will.

"Where does the presence of Winged Demon (Lesser Demon) or Imp come from? We don't know the existence of wild wing demons or little demons. Even the corpse of the demon that I used to get in Lax is quite valuable..."

(Maybe you mean the little devil's body I brought home?

"... the study of the little devil has not yet progressed, but I am wondering if the wing devil or the little devil is coming from another world"

Ray mutters to the words "another world......"

"That's right. Isn't the Demons calling the Winged Demons from another world by means of summons? And I'm wondering if they're enslaved by any means right after the summons."

Ray questioned Raspade's hypothesis and said, "Why would a teacher think that?" I ask.

"There's no reason to be sure. If you insist, it was not so long ago that the presence of the Winged Demon, the Little Demon, and even the Devil, was confirmed. Demons are old beings that even appear in mythology. But demons of the demonic system were first revealed only a thousand years ago. The devil has a clear intelligence. And it's rumored to have a lifespan of at least a few hundred years or more. Yet..."

A color similar to madness emerges in Raspade's eyes.

"I want to know! Is there a world of demons? If so, where is it? What do they think and what are they being served by the Demons for? Is it forced, or is it based on a contract... what is the relationship between the devil and the devil? Is the devil tribe from the devil's world? Or did the demons make and serve the world of demons... and if there is a world of demons, I want to go and see them. Even if it's dangerous, I'd like to see it at a glance..."

Ashley and the others wandered into the momentum.

In the meantime, Ray was thinking about his own body and soul when he heard the words say another world.

(If I could summon from another world, I might also be able to figure out that my soul has been summoned. I don't know where this young man's body named Ray Arklight came from... but if you say that, definitely don't let him be Dr. Raspade's experimental animal and assistant...)

Ray asks Raspade another question to change the story.

"Being able to summon, is it also possible to give it back?

To Ray's abrupt question, Raspade looks strange for a moment,

"Theoretically it will be possible, but we have not yet been able to figure out how that magic formation works itself. If the summoner is confined to a specific location, if that magic formation can figure it out, it's theoretically possible to go back to normal. But..."

Raspade cuts words there and shakes his head small.

"No, it could still be difficult. The transfer will secure two-way directions, but I don't know if the summons has a magic formation at the entrance. If there was a magic team, it would be possible to return it, but if you were forced to call it in, it would be theoretically impossible to return it to the same place..."

Ray heard the words and thought it was unlikely that he would be able to return to Japan.

(At least there was no magic formation in my room. There was nothing magical about the place where I woke up in the first place. I can't think of anything about this because you could have transported me to that place where I'm fainting... at least that means I can't use this magic formation to go back to Japan)

He wasn't so disappointed, though he was only a little sorry.

(Better in this world with Ash, Stella, Mr. Hamish and Mr. Valeria. I want to see my family, but I think there's a place for me in this world...)