148 – God’s Fountain Pen
Because it was a skeleton, there was no blood on the blade, but out of habit, I swung the spear once and headed towards the center of the temple.
Befitting the setting of the sacred place where the fountain pen of God was sealed, there were many beautiful paintings and sculptures in the center of the temple.
I wondered if the glittering thing on the wall was a jewel, but the fountain pen came first.
Looking around, I noticed something very strange.
There was a door on the floor that led down to the basement of the temple. And on top of that, for some reason, there were 5 corpses in a circle holding onto the doorknob as skeletons.
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No, looking closely, it wasn’t just holding on to the handle. It was the appearance of five people overlapping their right hands and inserting a sword over them.
As I approached to observe it, I suddenly heard a sound in my ears.
At first, I looked around, thinking it was an attack, but there was nothing unusual about it except for this corpse.
As I approached the corpse, I kept hearing someone’s voice… It was an ancient language, so I couldn’t understand its meaning.
Ignoring the voice, I approached the corpse. Thinking that there might be a fountain pen in the basement, I reached for the sword blocking the basement door.
At that moment, an illusion appeared before my eyes. I don’t think he meant to attack my psyche, so I paused and watched the vision.
As the basement door closed, unknown people gasped.
The cellar door suddenly slammed like mad as the man in the priestly suit cast something magic on it.
It was as if something inside the cellar was trying to get out.
As the man who appeared to be a priest shouted something in an urgent voice, others began to block the cellar door with their bodies.
I couldn’t understand the contents because it was an ancient language, but I could tell that they were desperate.
The priest took out a fountain pen and paper from his bosom. Could that be God’s fountain pen? He gulped and fixed his gaze on the fountain pen.
The priest murmured softly, and the fountain pen began to write something on the paper, moving itself at great speed.
Have you finished writing? The priest placed a piece of paper on a nearby desk, then placed a fountain pen on it.
As the priest grabbed the doorknob, someone else’s hand overlapped it. As we exchanged glances and nodded, the priest looked at me and smiled bitterly.
As if being in the basement had a seizure, there was a knock on the door.
The black demonic energy leaked out through the crack in the door. The priest nodded his head with a determined expression, and the man next to him lowered his gathered hands with the sword he was holding.
As the priest muttered something while enduring the pain, a huge magic was manifested, and white light radiated from the five bodies.
Someone shouted something, and the rest laughed and followed it.
I couldn’t understand it, but it was a scream that gave me a sense of déjà vu.
A flash came, and the illusion ended.
I was reaching out for the sword, but I hurriedly lowered my hand. Now I understand why they desperately tried to inform something.
They imprisoned demons in the basement. And he continued to warn the discoverers of this temple.
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Never pull out this sword.
All in all, the warning was in an ancient language, so I didn’t understand it.
Fortunately, thanks to the last vision I left behind, I was able to understand the warning.
Did you think of the case of not being able to understand the language? I was grateful for that care.
The purpose of visiting this temple was God’s fountain pen. There is no need to risk your life to check the basement.
I walked away from the corpse and checked the desk. As seen in the vision, the fountain pen and paper were still there.
A fountain pen decorated with platinum on a black background. As soon as I saw it, I was sure. This is Shin’s fountain pen that the vice-governor used.
It matches the look I described in the novel, and the design was the same as my imagination.
With careful hands, I picked up the fountain pen and paper. It’s been a long time, but it’s a special magic. There was nothing wrong with the paper and fountain pen.
I got God’s fountain pen, but the questions in my head only increased.
Who are these people, why does the lighthouse exist, what is the content of the paper… I was worried.
You already know how to solve the question. This paper he left before he died. It may be safe to say that it is a will of some kind.
I put the fountain pen and paper into the storage room. Then he turned around and bowed slightly to the unknown warriors who gave their lives.
It wasn’t something meaningful.
… I just wanted to.
***
As soon as I get back to the lighthouse, I tell Delan. Changed position of lighthouse reflector.
Just by adjusting the position, the path of light disappeared immediately and the temple disappeared in darkness.
I needed to avoid the eyes of others until I found out the secret of the temple.
After coming down from the lighthouse with Delane, Navier, who was sitting upright in a chair, asked curtly.
“Now explain. Were there any treasures there?”
It must have been disappointing that they didn’t take him. I shook my head at the pouting Nabier and asked with a serious face.
“Can you interpret the ancient language?”
It was a question without context, but Nabi-e shook her head with her eyes shining as if she was interested. Looking at Delan with a curious mind, he also shook his head slightly.
I briefly explained what happened there. It’s a temple that sealed demons in the basement a long time ago.
Obviously, the fountain pen I got was left out of the story. Because there was no need to explain.
“Then this lighthouse… It means it was built to guide the way to the temple.”
Delan smiled as if he was happy to know the secret, but I inadvertently let out a wry smile.
“I’m not sure about that yet. I have the will they left behind. Interpret it, and all doubts will be cleared.”
At my words, Delan lowered his head just a little. For some reason, it was a slightly dejected expression.
“The ancient language will be difficult to interpret, even if it goes back to our family. Few people with such specialized knowledge stay in the North…. It is impossible here.”
I nodded slowly at Navier’s words. If so, there is nothing you can do about it. Even if it takes time, you can go back to the academy and ask the professor in charge of ancient languages.
As I was thinking about that, Navier suddenly sighed and made a contextless confession.
“… I hope you are not surprised to hear it.”
Are you going to reveal the secret you’ve been hiding all this time? Anything like that is welcome. I’m a little bit shady.
“Yes, prepare your mind.”
Looking into Navier’s brown eyes, let’s say that. Navier, who swallowed her saliva, slightly lowered her gaze and said.
“I’m actually quite a selfish person.”
“….”
I thought there might be something behind me, so I waited silently. But as if that was the end of Navie, she glanced at me and shyly avoided her gaze.
I sincerely asked Nabier about her erratic confession.
“… Where should I be surprised?”
Avoiding eyes with the thought, “Is it this?” Whatever….
“Actually, it is not that there is no way to interpret it. It’s not just our family… I lied because I needed help from the Prax family. I wondered if the piece of paper might indicate the location where the enormous treasure was hidden… I acted selfishly without even realizing it. Sorry.”
It was a plain confession. It wasn’t a big deal, and it’s a good habit to apologize right away.
If you pick up food that has fallen on the ground within 3 seconds, something is said to be invalid. A quick apology doesn’t even give you time to get angry.
And I understood Navier’s selfish behavior.
The Prax family is the family of Illia, the Grand Duchess of the North. It is a family with stronger influence than anyone else in the North.
It is natural for the heir of the Perelcus family to feel inferior.
I’m not bragging if it’s an inferiority complex, but I’m an expert here. There is nothing to understand.
“It’s okay. People who call themselves selfish just to that extent aren’t really selfish.”
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Navie stared blankly at me.
Maybe it was because of the good response, I added with a playful smile.
“I’m shy.”
I expected an angry reaction or a frown, but Nabi only pouted her lips without saying a word. For some reason, her cheeks seemed a little red.
As she was scratching her head at her embarrassment, Delan crept up to her and whispered with a smile.
“You must have had a lot of experience with women. You speak so brilliantly.”
I think I heard something strange. There was no reason to clear up the misunderstanding, so I left Navier and her lighthouse, telling Delan that I would come back if I solved her secret.
As if more time had passed than expected, it started to get dark outside. With Delan sending us off, we walked towards the barrier. It will be dark around by the time you get in the carriage and get home.
“Still, it was a better date than I thought. I also discovered a new side of you. Yes, I am satisfied with this.”
“… Thanks.”
I’m just grateful if you think so. Even if I didn’t get 10 out of 10, if I was satisfied, I would have gotten 7 even if I didn’t.
I climbed the barrier and suddenly turned around to look at the lighthouse in the distance.
As always, the lighthouse was the only light shining in the dark.