Chapter 1689: 1689 - - 45-38 Silent 80 Gorbert

I remember when I was a kid.

My mother was like a doll.

She said the minimum ...... or less, and moved slowly. But she was kind to me, to Golbert.

That changed one day.

No, not just one time. The day the man who claimed to be my father arrived.

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From that moment on, my mother became a very emotional person. She spoke normally and acted like a stranger.

The man who called himself my father ......, whose name was <>, looked at me and seemed to smile a little.

My father Lardus soon disappeared from Dathe village where we, mother and son, lived, but he appeared once a year or so after that.

As for me, nothing has changed.

No, I was happy because my mother had become normal.

One time I had a feeling that there was someone else's consciousness inside me.

"Who are you?"

I asked, but there was no answer. After a month, I didn't care, and after a year, the consciousness seemed to have gone away.

Instead, his mind seemed to suddenly become clearer. In fact, he could understand most of what he read. A toddler, who was 15 years old and looked like he was 5 years old, said to him.

"You are slow growing because you have my blood in your veins.

My father said to me one day when I visited him.

Indeed, my father looked young, while my mother had aged reasonably well.

"Childhood is about three times longer than that of a normal human being. Once they are fully grown, they should live four to five times longer.

My father's information was gospel to me.

I used every spare moment I had to accumulate knowledge.

There were many old books in the village, and I read them from cover to cover, making the knowledge my own. On the other hand, he tried to repair golems and magic tools in the village as a practical exercise.

"This is very useful, thank you, Golbert.

My mother was pleased,

"......What's the point of delaying the collapse?　After all, we all end up in the same place. So it's better not to waste time."

The chief of the village was negative about what I was going to do.

But I didn't care about him, I could examine the golem and fix it ...... to create a new one.

The people of the community began to look at me with half awe and half disgust.

I realized that I was special.

Long life. Memory. Comprehension.

And by the time I looked the equivalent of a 10-year-old, I had the strength of two adults.

"You are my son after all."

My father Lardus, whom I saw every year, told me this.

And little by little, he began to teach me things that I did not even know.

One time he taught me the magic of <>...... gravity. This was wonderful.

If I could handle it right, I might even be able to fly. I was intoxicated by the feeling of almightiness.

One time he also taught me <......<>. This was a spell that had been cast on my mother, which had made her react like a puppet.

My father lifted the spell, and my mother returned to normal. I have never respected my father more than at that time.

I have never respected my father as much as I did at that time.

For the next month, my father took me around the northern countries.

There were people living outside the region called Newer.

In a place called Husor, I don't know if it was a country or a region, my father left me there.

"I have nothing more to teach you," he said.

"I have nothing more to teach you. What kind of parents would do that?

In Fusor, I earned my daily bread by fixing golems and magic tools. This was also a way to increase my knowledge and improve my skills.

In the process, I became convinced that I was one of the most skilled in the world. With this technology, I realized that I could turn the tables on the insanity of Datte village.

I was delighted as I traveled from one settlement to another: Machiha, Zeoko, Rekai, and Mehra.

Wherever I went, my knowledge and skills were the best, and I was appreciated and respected for repairing the malfunctioning magic tools.

But the town of Nade was different.

< was respected. And also a man called <>.

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He had repaired the relic of <> with great skill.

He showed me the machine, and it was indeed a precision machine. I was interested in this Nidoujin. At the same time, I felt a sense of rivalry with him.

As I recall, this was the same person who was called in most of Newell, and was hated and scorned.

I wondered if the evaluation of a person changes as his position changes.

I wonder if the evaluation changes as one's position changes.

I managed to return to my hometown, Date, but I was not comfortable there, so I decided to go on a trip. I had no desire to stay in a village.

Slowly moving from town to town, I learned more and more.

It took some effort to move to a country like Mitsho, but it was not a problem for my physical strength.

And in Mitsuho, is respected as a , along with .

Indeed, Mitsuho's life is aided by magical tools and magi-machines. Surprisingly, there are few people who can use magic. They have to rely on tools and machines.

And it is only natural that they respect engineers.

* * * * * *

I left Shoro once, traveled around the world, and came back to Shoro again, and before I knew it, I was over 160 years old. But I look about 30 years old.

It seems that my father's statement about my life span being five times longer is not a lie.

However, this long life span has left me with one regret.

I had been accumulating knowledge while making detours, and before I knew it, had died. I bit my navel. I wondered for what purpose I had been growing my rivalry and knowledge.

I turned my attention to the <>, which was built on the floating island of <> under the leadership of <>.

There, I would be able to find out just how much of a person <> was.

I was told that it was very difficult to enter the <>, but with my abilities, it was easy.

I became a resident of <> and was able to enter the <>.

I will say this.

Let's be clear. I was a frog in the well.

What they teach in the <> is on a different level from what most people are taught. It was too different.

I studied there for 3 years, but the more I learned, the more I realized how great <> is.

It was the first setback I had ever known.

One day, I had a chance to see the structure of a golem that <> had built. It was just time for maintenance.

I was astonished.

The human-like structure, the strength that seemed to be over specs, the multiple layers of security measures.

The golems I had seen so far seemed like children's tricks.

For the next few days, I shut myself away.

I had a terrible headache.

I blacked out and went to .......

* * * *

By the time I came to, it had been four days since I had fallen asleep.

I was hungry, but my head was strangely clear.

I remembered something I had forgotten.

Or perhaps, what I had kept in the depths of my psyche came to the surface.

It seems that in my previous life I was a of some sort.

I did everything by the power of will, without relying on matter.

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"I see, so this is how it is..."

The words come out of my mouth involuntarily.

A world that does not rely on matter. A world where anything is possible with the mind alone. We must recreate it on this planet.

To do this, we must destroy civilization and life once and for all.

The spirit, freed from the yoke of the body, will be able to reach higher.

For the happiness of all life, all life must be destroyed.

That is my goal from now on.

To achieve this, I will use whatever I can. I don't like it, but magic tools, magic machines...

Let the salvation begin.

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