Fallen Human City (3)
There were very few things left around.
Many of the books were torn, and the pages were scattered on the floor in pieces.
Winter took a hesitant step and looked around.
‘Obviously, something that looks useful… …. It doesn’t look like it.’
Among the scattered objects, nothing else stood out.
‘Well, I expected it… …. That’s right.’
It sucks.
Winter let out a sigh of regret.
‘If there was anything useful, other survivors would have visited and picked it up a long time ago.’
Now that winter is alive, it is the era of the end when all the infrastructure and traces of civilization that mankind has built have collapsed.
It was a world at the end of the century, called the Apocalypse.
If you thought that there would be something useful left in a place like this, that was a more complacent idea.
Other survivors who had visited this place a long time ago must have scraped and swept away everything.
Even at the end of the top floor, which jumps over dozens of floors.
‘But.’
Winter hardened his expression.
‘Even so, I have no choice but to find it here.’
It was only here.
If he was to use his elemental power as a stepping stone to realize the proper way to implement magic, there was no answer other than here.
The past, not the present.
Once upon a time, the Mage’s Tower was the mountain’s treasure trove of human knowledge.
All of their heritage discovered by wizards was stored here.
When you think about that fact.
Although there must have been very little left in any way, it was still the only way out for winter.
Limp. Limp.
Winter limped with an uncomfortable gait.
But despite this, I climbed the steep stairs slowly.
Anyway, what he was looking at was the lower floors, which were often open to the public in the Mage Tower.
Moreover, it was hard to imagine that anything would be left on this easy-to-reach downstairs, since so many people would have passed by already.
A place where you can find the contents that are truly proper.
Perhaps it was in the upper layer, equivalent to the deep layer in the mage tower.
Whee woo woo-.
A cold wind blew in from the cracks in the broken windows and exposed steel frames, making it chilly.
If it hadn’t been for him, a werewolf with a thick coat of fur, he would have felt a chill and shivered from the cold long ago.
Yuhua Lin, the mother, took the lead and quietly followed in the footsteps of Winter, who took her steps toward her upper floors.
She was the one who seemed to check this and that from time to time.
Immediately, I came to the back of winter again and stood. As if to protect him.
One floor. Two floors.
It took a lot of time to go up.
There was no end to the ascent.
I wonder if I went up dozens of floors for a long time like that.
Stand tall.
Suddenly, the pace of winter stopped.
‘This is… …. There are no stairs.’
His gaze turned upward.
The place where there was originally a staircase that should have led to the upper floor was cracked and collapsed.
The ugly steel frame and bones were exposed intact, and the distant appearance of the ground could be seen intact.
The wind blowing from outside was also blowing in like a chilling, piercing wind.
I really want to raise my mana, but it’s been difficult to manipulate mana like that.
Because of the internal injury, it was not free to raise elemental power.
[…] ….]
In that case.
Soon, Winter turned her head and looked back at her mother Yuhua Lin.
“…… ?”
Now then.
When her eyes met, her mother, Yuhua Lin, once tilted her head to one side to express her doubts.
Because her winter was looking at her with her longing eyes.
Of course, it was immediately apparent.
Hwarin Yu embraced winter in her arms. Then she jumped up to the next floor, several meters high.
Good!
When she quickly landed on the ground on the next floor.
Damn it-.
The ground started to crack.
Yuhwarin reacted quickly to that and leaped forward.
Boom!
The ground where they had landed collapsed, and soon they fell towards the distant ground.
Soon after that, I could see the asphalt shattering as it hit the ground far below.
That look.
Winter let out a light sigh of relief.
‘Ha ha. Thank god.’
His heart was beating wildly. It was because he was surprised by the violent situation that had occurred at the moment.
Of course, even at this moment, Yoo Yu-rin, the mother of winter, reacted quickly and avoided the situation.
With such a brief crisis.
At the upper level of the magic tower we reached-.
‘Ohh?’
Winter’s jaw-dropping sight stretched across his field of vision.
He was sure.
“It’s right here,” He said.
Go oh oh-.
To the naked eye in winter, there were rows of very old books filling this spacious interior.
* * * *
Winter created an elemental force, causing a light wind.
Fallang-.
Then, the pages of the book in front of him swayed like tickles in the wind.
I couldn’t stand it and moved on to the next page.
‘Um… ….’
Gyeol frowned as if he was glaring at the contents of the book.
His long muzzle barely touched the pages of an old, faded book.
And that figure.
Her mother, Yuhua Lin, knelt down beside her, watching her.
However, her gaze was not the usual drowsy look, but rather an observational one.
Because Winter must be doing something interesting enough to catch her attention.
‘Mmm. Is it like this?’
Winter, who was looking at the book, swayed his front paws.
Hooung-.
With his light footsteps, the moisture that was filled inside instantly gathered and gathered and floated up like a ball.
But within.
Water droplets wriggling as if they were about to change into some three-dimensional shape.
Soon, unable to withstand any more pressure, they scattered and collapsed as if they were being crushed.
[Arr.]
Looks like he doesn’t like winter. Growled low.
With sharp teeth, his disapproving feelings were revealed.
He opened the next page and tried again.
‘Oh.’
I got a little better in my next try.
A little bit better.’
The water droplets were able to take the shape of a simple figure, and in the next attempt, the shape of a slightly more complicated formula was drawn.
And that figure.
Yuhwarin, who was a little far away, was watching.
“Huh!”
She opened her eyes slightly wide and looked in admiration.
It was quite fun to watch Winter in action. This is because every time he turned over the pages of the book, the water droplets that floated in front of him continued to change their shape.
Yuhwarin quickly understood. It’s because she was smart from the beginning.
Although I didn’t know what this place was about.
She was able to understand and accept Yuhwarin right away.
That one made of thick paper.
Every time I passed that, something winter was learning, acquiring, and learning.
That look.
Soon after, his mother Yuhwarin, who felt a strong interest, also approached him.
She leaned her body together on the pass of her child, Winter, and peered at the amount he was doing.
“Hmm…… ?”
She tilted her head.
That old, thick object that Winter is looking at. It was difficult to write letters in objects called books.
[…] @*&^#@ And @^%$# here…….]
She thought that the array of small, procrastinating characters, which she had never seen before, seemed like an expression of an earthworm.
I looked at the picture next to it.
“Ah.”
There, the pattern that Winter had just drawn in the air was drawn intact.
The appearance is the same.
She was intelligent and noticed it right away.
That her child, Winter, saw this and did it.
It was then.
Down!
Suddenly, an intense light leaked over the book that Winter and Yuhwarin were looking at, and a water curtain covered it.
And within.
The book disappeared without a trace.
No, it became ‘transparent’ and was erased from their view.
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“Ha, how?”
The startled mother, Yoo Hwa-rin, reflexively struck the place where the book was.
Then, as if the magic was breaking down, the book was revealed again.
[Arrure-.]
Now then.
Winter’s eyes narrowed.
He looked disapprovingly at his mother Yuhwarin and growled lowly. His tail also pounded the ground.
Emotions leaked out.
Mother Yuhwarin, who can’t figure out the reason why he did that.
She just waved her ears upright as if wondering.
Soon, Winter let out a deep sigh.
‘Ah. I thought I would know something if I did a little more. Of course, it’s at this time that my mother touches me.’
Winter pulled her book, which she had struck down, into her own arms. As if for protection.
To Yuhwarin’s mother’s extreme reaction.
The pages of the book were ripped off and fluttered in the air.