Translator and Editor: Lea and Ishy

────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────

Chapter 17

Even though all kinds of settings were changed, there was something from the original that was unaffected.

‘Olivia’s tragic death.’

The only thing consistent here were my constant encounters with death.

As always, my hunch was never wrong.

I thought I could sense almost everything in my surroundings, maybe even more meticulously than in the original.

I didn’t know my inner self, my purpose, or my future plans, but I wasn’t going to let Carrine win.

Ash.

Yes?

I pushed the door to the study as hard as I could.

Time to work.

***

[Olivia, I can’t find anything about it.]

“How can there not be a single book?”

I came to the study, curious to find some information, but there was no book related to the sorcery that I could find.

There was a book with ‘Rutoru forest’ in its title, but it turned out to be a horror novel set in the mentioned forest.

‘This won’t work.’

[Think carefully. Is there any other information you can gather from what the Duke said?]

“There was nothing different. He found that Qualum leaves were used in sorcery from a record of the temple… Hang on, the temple?”

I ran back to the bookshelf as a thought struck my mind.

“I think I’ve seen it around here… temple, temple… there!”

History of the Barcan Empire: Its Foundations and the Temple

The book was so enormously thick that I felt exhausted just by looking at it.

As I put it on the desk with a grin, Ash flew in and settled at the end of the book.

It felt strange to see a bird reading the letters, but at this point, I had given up judging how things worked in this world by its existing common sense to some extent.

[Does it contain what you’re looking for?]

“I hope so.”

As soon as I opened the cover of the book, there was a breeze inside the closed room that flipped some pages over.

“Huh?”

As I tried to return to the first page without much thought, my eyes landed on something.

[Olivia, look!]

“Yeah, I saw it, too.”

[ The sorcerers who were subjugating horsemen, started a war and brought darkness to sweep over the continent.

It was inevitable for the Barcan army to step on the land of Shahara, which had fallen under the name of God. ]

“Shahara…”

I had never heard of the land before.

[ The great war took many lives of men, broke the reputation of evil techniques, and discarded records. ]