Magic Academy's Genius Blinker - Chapter 205

Chapter 205

Old Story (1)

Today’s diary.

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Entering the gambling den – Lost all my fortune!

The end.

‘…Lost it all.’

If I think of it as the admission fee to increase Silver Age November’s favorability, then it’s not such an expensive price to pay, but it’s unavoidable that it stings considering it was a huge sum.

Of course, thanks to the copyright of the items, an enormous amount of money was accumulating in my bank account, but it’s separate from the feeling of losing all the cash right before my eyes.

People often say that when you lose all the money you’ve poured into gambling, it’s like buying a life lesson at a high price.

No, that’s just mental gymnastics.

Not even the blessing of Red Spring March could ease this bitter feeling.

“Heh heh…”

While I was shedding tears of blood alone, Silver Age November suddenly spoke.

“Alright, good. I do love gambling. And your proposal is quite interesting even in my life of merely a thousand years. I’ll accept it.”

He burst into laughter while stroking his beard. One must have won money to laugh like that.

“I’ll return this money to you.”

At that moment, a smile blossomed on my lips as well.

“Oh, there’s really no need, but since you insist on giving it back…”

“I wasn’t gambling for money in the first place. However, we need to have a deeper conversation.”

Suddenly.

My hand, which was reaching for the coins, stopped.

Right, the opponent is Silver Age November.

As we were having an open-hearted conversation, I let my guard down for a moment, but it was not the time to worry about money.

“First question. You already knew my identity. How did you know?”

It was a development commonly seen in possession-themed clichés. The protagonist surprises the other by revealing they know their identity.

It would be nice to lie and say that I figured it out with my insight, but that wouldn’t work.

Even though he had divided his power into three divine artifacts, making him weaker, his ability to think on his feet was arguably the best among the Twelve Divine Moons.

A clumsy lie wouldn’t work.

So, I needed to come up with a plausible excuse here…

“It’s okay.”

“…What?”

“There’s no need to ask. I’m curious about your past. I’ll check it myself.”

“No, wait…”

I was trying to quickly get up to prevent the revelation that I’m from ‘Earth,’ but it was already too late.

‘Calm down and relax.’

The moment I made eye contact with him…

The strength drained from my body.

Time and space came to a complete stop.

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[Silver Age November is rewinding the ‘Clockwork of Time.’]

[You surrender to the flow of time.]

* * *

Splash

Silver Age November threw himself into the sea. The sea named time.

It’s different from the waterfall of time.

Here, it was impossible to resist or go against it.

However, Silver Age November was special.

He could swim freely in this sea of time.

‘…It’s vast.’

From the moment he fell into the sea, the old man felt something strange. The premise of a ‘sea’ itself was odd.

If one were to briefly compare an individual’s time, it could be described as a kind of ‘stream.’

Starting from a small stream, it gradually thickens and widens into a single river as it flows into a river.

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But.

‘What on earth is this…’

Silver Age November.

Over the span of a thousand years, he traversed numerous eras and observed all the times in the world. But even for him, this was the first experience of its kind.

‘Such an immense time, shattered into pieces…!’

Baek Yu-seol’s time wasn’t just vast.

This enormous sea named time was fragmented like a kaleidoscope.

Past and future mixed together, Baek Yu-seol was barely holding onto the rope called ‘present’… living in this time zone.

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Unstable, incomplete.
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It wouldn’t be surprising if he shattered into dust and disappeared at any moment.

‘How long have you been living…’

Even the thousand years that Silver Age November had lived seemed trivial in comparison to Baek Yu-seol’s clock, which was so old and worn that it was a miracle it was still ticking.

‘That is…

A fragment of a future entered Silver Age November’s sight.

Ten years from now.

The scene on the day when Black Night Thirteen Moon descends upon this land and the whole world perishes.

It was a scene he had seen countless times since he was first born until now… but the scene in Baek Yu-seol’s time was vastly different from the one he knew.

‘Black Night Thirteen Moon… is lying down.’

There was a being standing in front of the enormous Black Dragon. Even without trying to understand, it was obvious who it was.

…!

As soon as he confirmed it, Silver Age November’s body was pulled back, and Baek Yu-seol’s journey of reaching Black Night Thirteen Moon flashed before his eyes.

Hundreds, thousands of deaths and revivals.

‘How?’

It was… a sight even the old man couldn’t comprehend.

The Twelve Divine Moons, Silver Age November.

He undoubtedly had the ability to manipulate time.

But because that power was too overwhelming and impossible to control, he divided all his power equally into ‘three divine artifacts.’

One governs the future.

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One governs the past.

One governs the present.

And he… lived content, merely observing the past, present, and future.

Time regression? He could do it if he wanted. By turning the ‘clockwork of the past,’ he could go back as much as he wanted.

But time regression couldn’t be perfect without a price. There was a restriction that ‘events that occurred in the future cannot be changed even if you return to the past.’

Even if a loved one died and he returned to the past, he would only witness their death again and would not be able to prevent it.

Time regression?

It’s called time regression, but it was no different from a recorded videotape.

He couldn’t interfere with anything.

He could only watch.

That’s why Silver Age November lived resigned even though he knew the world would perish.

Because the future couldn’t be changed.

However.

‘What on earth are you…’

Baek Yu-seol challenged the countless regressions that even he couldn’t dare undertake, and finally, he defeated Black Night Thirteen Moon.

A future he couldn’t see.

A future he couldn’t change.

The boy in front of him… had accomplished everything he couldn’t do, everything he thought was impossible.

…!

By the time he emerged from the sea, Silver Age November plopped down into a chair and brought a bottle of Dongdongju to his lips.

“…Huh?”

Baek Yu-seol looked around with a bewildered expression. It definitely felt as if time had stopped for a moment, but in less than a second, everything was back to normal.

‘What…?’

As he patted his chest and looked around, the Garam Tribe guards and the dealer dealing the cards were looking bewildered. They couldn’t understand the current situation.
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“…Now that I see, we’ve met before.”

“…Pardon?”

“Perhaps… at some point in the past, you and I have met.”

In a different timeline.

‘What do you mean?’

Regardless of Baek Yu-seol’s puzzled expression, Silver Age November gulped down the Dongdongju and spoke.

“I know why you came to me. You probably need my ‘blessing.'”

I didn’t expect the conversation to progress this far.

‘This wasn’t part of the plan?’

No matter how much I won over Silver Age November with gambling and charming words, his blessing was extremely valuable.

I was prepared to visit dozens, even hundreds of times, to be a drinking buddy, a gambling buddy, and bring up the topic of blessing.

“Alright. I’ll grant you my blessing. However, it’s impossible for me to bestow a proper blessing with my current power. I’ve divided my power into three pieces and stored them in three divine artifacts.”
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Baek Yu-seol knew that too.

While most of the Divine Moons sealed a small portion of their power in divine artifacts, Silver Age November had poured too much power into them.

As a result, the divine artifacts gained physical bodies and began to act on their own.

Baek Yu-seol didn’t know their forms.

Silver Age November’s divine artifacts took on different forms, races, ages, and genders, acting wherever they pleased.

There are a few places I roughly expected…

“Find one of the divine artifacts. Then, I’ll gift you the blessing.”

“Really? Is that true?”

“Do I have a reason to hesitate? Knowing that your goal aligns with mine, I should help as much as I can.”

I never imagined the conversation would flow so easily. But there was one problem.

How to find the divine artifacts.

The divine artifact of Red Summer June was carefully stored in the deepest part of the Adolevit Palace, while the divine artifact of Blue Winter December froze Leviang’s Coast, and the divine artifact of Red Spring March lay peacefully in an ancient ruin.

All three had difficult acquisition levels, but the common point was that they stayed in one place without moving.

But Silver Age November’s blessing…

“Don’t worry. You’ve already met one of my divine artifacts. And it seems to have quite a favorable impression of you.”

“Met…?”

“Yes. It must have been very recent, so try to recall it carefully. He will stay by your side as if destined.”

“Oh…”

After saying that, Silver Age November grabbed the bottle of Dongdongju and stood up. His face was slightly flushed as if tipsy, but his pupils remained unwavering.
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“Then, see you next time.”

* * *

Successfully conquering the Ruins of Ancient Carmenset, Zeliel’s Starcloud Expedition returned amidst a barrage of cameras from numerous reporters.

Meeting ‘Carmenset,’ which was only considered legendary, and challenging him at the mere age of eighteen and winning, was enough for Zeliel’s story to become a hot topic.

Of course, thanks to Starcloud Trading Company previously dropping hints to boost Zeliel’s image in the media, this was achieved.

Click, click!

Reporters were shouting something outside the carriage, but it was entirely inaudible to Zeliel.

‘Annoying.’

She let their voices pass from one ear to the other. Anyway, it would probably be the obvious question of how they found and conquered the ruins of Carmenset.

Even if she didn’t answer here, she could unravel the story properly at a later press conference. So she didn’t bother to listen to their words.

More than that.

She was overjoyed with the fact that she had given ‘immortality’ to her father.

At the last moment, Carmenset had said,

‘Your wish has been granted!’

Immediately after that, every member of the expedition inside the ruin was expelled outside, and the door to the ruin closed completely.

It didn’t matter anymore.

She would never have to find that ruin again.

If she extended her father’s lifespan, that would be enough satisfaction.

‘But… what was that scene back then?’

However, there was one thing that bothered her. Why did she recall her childhood at the moment of making a wish to Carmenset?

On a moonlit night.

The memory of renting out an entire night amusement park and spending it with her father… was the only memory Zeliel cherished to this day.

A magical memory that brought peace to her mind and body whenever she recalled it.

Even now, thinking about that time made her smile and enveloped her in happiness.

‘Well…

Perhaps, the pleasure of finally saving her father naturally brought forth the happiest memory of her childhood.

Zeliel felt at ease thinking so as she lay down in the carriage.

“…Miss.”

The automaton driver turned around with a pale face.

“Are you really… okay?”

“Yes, what is it?”

“Well, it’s about what the reporters are saying…”

Reporters?

What about them?

As she pondered, she slightly perked up her ears, and suddenly, strange questions poured into her ears like waves.

“What do you think about the disappearance of Chairman Melian!”

“There are testimonies that he suddenly vanished from the meeting hall!”

“Do you know anything about this!”

“Can you guarantee it’s not related to you!”

“..What?”

It was an odd question.

Why was it not related to Carmenset? Weren’t they praising her? With a blank look, Zeliel turned towards the reporters.
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The fervent expressions of the reporters pressing their microphones, even spitting a little.

Why did those faces, distorted and crumpled, feel so slow and vivid?

“What on earth is this…?”

Zeliel shook her head, denying reality.

“Chairman Melian turned to dust and disappeared during the world summit last night! Please say something!”

This moment was reality.

And it was pain.

End of Chapter