Christian was so excited that he grabbed Merlin by the collar and shook it, so it took him a while to dry it.
“About 800 years ago? There have been rumors of such a door appearing on the Irish side.”
“At that time, I heard the rumor, too, and I went to see it myself. But nothing.”
It seems Christian knew it too. Merlin continued his story.
“But when I went after hearing the rumors, there was a door. In a very short time, someone else opened the door in front of me and entered. He was a very tall giant, but he was probably not Irish. A lot of Vikings came to Ireland at the time, so I’m just wondering if you’re one of them. Anyway, when the giant opened the door and entered, the door disappeared without a trace. And never showed up again.”
“Anyway, I don’t know if it’s the same door, but it’s not gone?”
“And legends of doors appearing and disappearing pop up all over the world.”
So, does it appear and disappear completely randomly? If you can ignorantly extract a lot of alter egos and completely monitor the whole world, there is nothing you can’t find. But it will take a long time.
“The conclusion is that it’s hard to find even if it hasn’t disappeared.”
“Maybe it’s not completely random”
Christian drew a rough map of the world on a blank sheet of paper and began writing down all the information he had gathered so far.
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It is about when and where rumors about the door spread. The problem was that the information was uncertain and the timing was not accurate because it was just a rumor.
“But what happened to the people who entered there? Didn’t anyone come back like Christian?”
“Not as far as I know”
Those were Christian’s words. It’s the words of a person who has been researching about that for over a thousand years, so it won’t be wrong.
If there was, it would not have been difficult to find, as he would have come out with knowledge that was ahead of the times like Christian and somehow distinguished himself.
“Then isn’t that strange?”
Why didn’t those who entered after Christian never come out again?
“No, it’s not strange, it is truly heaven. I don’t want to come out again. I wouldn’t have come out if He hadn’t commanded me to go out into the world.”
The heaven that Ctula made didn’t inspire me much, but I don’t know what kind of place Mnemosyne made is why they say such things.
“The feeling of heaven may differ from person to person, but I’ve been to utopias created by other gods, too, but I didn’t find it particularly good.”
“Isn’t that because you are a special human being? What about a normal person?”
Count Ctolari, who was certainly there, seemed very happy with the vision.
“A normal person would be satisfied. But isn’t that only the first time? After a few decades, even heaven is bound to get boring. That’s what humans are.”
“I admit that part.”
Merlin agreed with me. Through my alter ego, I am accumulating a superior experience compared to other beings who have lived the same period, but both of them were humans who had lived for well over a thousand years. It cannot be said that the time spent observing humans is small.
“I admit, then, that there may be people who have escaped from heaven? But if you could have gained a lot of knowledge from within, why didn’t you stand out? At least on the European continent, you wouldn’t have escaped the eyes of the Knights of the Rosicrucian.”
“Why do you think you have gained so much knowledge?”
“What are you talking about?”
“Not everyone can excel. Unless that door is to select and receive people. Anyone can enter, but not everyone will gain great knowledge.”
Merlin grinned beside him.
“hehehe, that’s right. Haven’t you also taught some of your disciples? I also raised some disciples in the past, but I can’t teach a guy who can’t do it for decades.”
“hahahaha, that’s right.”
As Merlin intervened, the tense atmosphere eased a little. I continued.
“And if Merlin had seen it properly, would the Vikings you said entered would have been immersed in numerous studies like you?”
I can’t say for sure, but probably not.
“Were there any scholars teaching martial arts there? Since there were people who taught magic, there must have been people who taught martial arts, right?”
“There was. But it wasn’t magically high.”
“Then what about tactics and strategies?”
“There were scholars who taught and studied it.”
“So didn’t the Vikings learn them before other sciences? And honestly, I can’t imagine that Vikings would have learned literature, medicine, and engineering, but wouldn’t Vikings who learned combat skills come back to the world?”
Merlin and Christian nodded. However, this is also an assumption.
“Didn’t I say that time passes much faster there?”
“Yes, I don’t know exactly how long I spent in it, but it felt like 40 years. But when I came out, two years had passed.”
“Then the Vikings may have come out sooner than I thought.”
“You luckily came out again through the door you entered, but maybe the place you entered and the place you came out are different.”
“Then, has there been any Vikings that have risen to prominence in the years since Merlin saw them enter the door?”
Many stories have come and gone. And the two of them began to ponder my question. I also read a lot of history books, but the history books of this world didn’t record that accurately. The memories of the two will be much more accurate.
“There was. But when Vikings were flourishing, there were a lot of them.”
“There was one Viking that started to become famous a few years later when I was in Ireland. Did you say Ragnar Lodbrok? It wasn’t a Viking that suddenly rose to prominence. He was a Viking prince.”
“So, are those Vikings the same Vikings that came to Ireland?”
“Well, I’m not sure, but I think it’s more likely not me. Being a Viking prince is far from the kind of prince you usually think of, but that doesn’t mean you can move freely.”
eventually returned to its place. When I was about to lose my strength a little like that, Merlin continued the story.
“Even after Ragnar had aged considerably. I have met Ragnar Lodbrok in person.”
“How was it? Was something different?”
Kristian hastened the story, but you can’t tell who went in or out of that door just by looking at it. If there was such a method, Christian would have found it right away.
“There was definitely an extraordinary corner. He was different from normal people.”
“But how did you meet?”
“Since Ragnar invaded England, I killed him because I thought it would cause serious trouble if I left him alone. Am I not the guardian of the Kingdom of Britain?”
Christian and I were at a loss for words. I managed to hold back the desire to hit one, and asked just in case.
“Did you talk before killing me?”
“No, I couldn’t do that because the situation was urgent.”
I couldn’t stop and hit Merlin on the head.
While Merlin and I grumbled and fought, Christian silently continued his work. And Christian’s hand, which had been diligently pouring out information on the map, stopped.
At the same time, Merlin and I stopped murmuring and looked at it and started working our brains to make connections between the pieces of information.
All three of these people are basically not stupid people at all. Rather, among humans, it can be said that they belong to the axis with a very outstanding brain.
Nevertheless, it was not an easy task to find continuity considering the uncertainty in so much information.
Similar to the story of Ragnar Lodbrok, dozens of possibilities were presented and objections were raised and discarded repeatedly. The days of putting our heads together and squeezing our heads continued.
Except for a brief visit to Joseon in the middle, I was also doing my best in this. Then, suddenly, something came to mind.
This is the compass given to you by the Supreme Being when you first met Shark. It was a compass that also showed the location of the core when fighting Utuka.
But I still didn’t know how to use it correctly. But what is clear is that this is not the kind of compass that points north and south like an ordinary compass. Normally, it doesn’t point in the direction itself, just slowly turning round and round.
I took out my compass and looked at the needle, and the needle had stopped. If you hit it in the direction, it’s southeast of here.
“Why is the compass all of a sudden?”
Merlin, whose eyes had turned dark from the days of staying up all night, looked at me with Christian next to him, whose complexion had turned white like a corpse.
I don’t know if it’s because of my age, but isn’t the stamina too weak even for wizards?
“I’ll go check it out in a minute.”
“If you are going to Joseon, take me with you. He said he would take me next time.”
“I am not going to Joseon.”
Merlin, exhausted from labor, grabbed my leg and stretched out, but I began to move quickly in the direction the needle was pointing. No matter which way you go, you will go around the earth once. Where the needle reverses will be where the compass is pointing.
But fortunately, orbiting the Earth once did not happen. After crossing seas and deserts, and reaching a place where high mountains are concentrated, which are not common in the other world, the needle reversed.
From there, we moved, gradually narrowing the area where the compass reversed. So, the place we arrived at was a super-altitude area that was not easy for ordinary people to reach.
Because of the cold, the snow did not melt and kept piling up, so there was a thick layer of snow called ice caps on top of the mountain.
I got down on it and raised my senses. If there is a door in this vicinity, it will be felt. But nothing was felt. I took the compass and walked around a bit, but the compass was clearly pointing to this point.
Well, it was kind of wrong to think that the compass would point to what I wanted. So, is there something else here that I don’t know about?
I thought that maybe something was buried somewhere in this snow field. Maybe there is something similar to Utuka’s core? That’s not bad either.
With that thought in mind, when I began to investigate the bottom of the ice cap with my alter ego, I realized that the place I was standing now was just above the thick snow. Beneath it was an endless cliff. The snow was covering a huge crack.
I thought about blowing up and clearing the snow, but if I didn’t, I thought a huge avalanche would happen, so I lightly skipped the ice cap and started descending down a crack so deep that I couldn’t see the end.
The rift was really deep. It seemed to have descended for several kilometers, but there was no end in sight. No matter how much I was standing on a mountain that was higher than that, I thought it was too much, and the end was in sight.
When we reached the bottom of the rift thousands of meters deep, there was a corpse. He was a very tall man and wore a Viking helmet. Hundreds of years must have passed, but the Viking’s corpse remained largely intact due to the cold.
It was the Viking that Merlin had seen. The first reason was that this place was very far from the place where the Vikings live, and the possibility that the Vikings would climb thousands of meters up the mountain and fall into a crack thousands of meters deep to die was also slim.
And the body of the Viking was too intact to be believed to have died from a fall from thousands of meters.
If that’s the case, either there really is a door around here, or this is one of the places where the door opens. I started to raise my senses.