Book that wants to sleep

Edward, as soon as he obtained the emperor's consent, set off on a mission to the kingdom of Rogar. Thanks to the agents sent by the emperor, he was able to get notes and a map for this place. It is strange that the magisters of Rogar for hundreds of years did not do anything with this information. If they discovered magic, tied it to this tunnel, and then used it in a war ... Who knows, maybe the empire would never have arisen.

Together with the two silver knights, Edward could feel safe throughout the kingdom, and the infiltration of the eastern border was even easier than he had expected.

It was enough to show the seal of the royal magisters. A copy of which was easily acquired by a reliable imperial agent.

A little knowledge of the kingdom's vile history also helped in the salons. Thanks to his trick, the count Komes was even kind enough to give him some iron knights. Thanks to this, in the end, he does not have to sacrifice his bodyguards. Silver knights can't be found on the road.

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"What if they find out?"

"That mana level ... amazing"

Edward mumbled barely audible under his breath. The clatter of horses drowned out all his words.

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However, not everything went as planned. His knights had to return to the surface and he stayed here with the young man. Additionally, the tunnel began to mess with his head. Too much mana strained his consciousness. When the walls brightened with magical moss, Edward decided not to risk it anymore. With two extra runes in his mind, he was able to cast one weak spell. However, by the intensity of the magic power here, even a weak charm will last for several hours. Without delay, he cast a spell on the ignorant young man.

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At the end of the tunnel he was now standing with one of the young count's knights. Before that, he was getting a little impatient because the young knight showed no signs of fatigue. However now he was sure that with a simple spell he was able to completely eliminate the threat from the knight.

Although his magic was now very unstable, he managed to strengthen the spell to a level where he controlled the youth's body.

Edward could not wait to reach the legendary land of mages and discover forgotten knowledge. He has to do it as soon as possible.

The victim was already kneeling in front of him, completely defenseless. He was already drawing his knife to bleed his victim's blood.

As soon as the spirit flies from his sacrifice, the gates to a true magical world will surely open to him. Edward at that moment felt like the master of the world !!!

Yet powerful light and strong fluctuations in the magic field had other plans. The unsuspecting old man fell over. Broken spell reflected on him. Flashback was so strong that the old man passed out.

"What's going on? Who said that? What is that light? What is this book!? "

Aron asked, still surprised. When he turned around, he noticed that the magister was lying unconscious with a dagger in his hand. Suddenly, the levitating book lit up and after a while it fell to the ground.

[What are you waiting for, fool! Pick me up. Well, before that it's better to first kill this madman]

"Who are you? Why can I hear you in my head?"

[I am the book you are to pick up at this point! I don't have much time, so kill this old man quickly and let's get it over. I want go back to sleep.]

Aron didn't know what to do, everything was weird. The moment he hesitated, the magister regained consciousness and began to rise from the ground.

"Do you know what you did? Years of meditation and training. all that research ... You broke my runes! How could you!?"

Blood flowed from all the holes in the old man's body. Still holding the dagger in his hand, he lunged at the young man, who not yet had a chance to draw his weapon. The speed of the old man was inhuman and in a second he was beside him and stabbed a knife at the young man. Aron managed only to cover himself with his hand, into which the knife was stuck.

The momentum of the blow knocked the two over, who tumbled a few meters next to the door. Aron fought for supremacy, but it was the energetic old man who managed to get to the top. During the tumbling, neither of them disconnected and the knife was still in Aron's hand. Which he now kept from slashing his neck with all the power he could.

The blood was dripping down the face of Aron. He would never have expected that old man was so strong.

[You see, I told you to kill him quickly, you would have saved yourself rolling on the ground. And now the climax. The old prick is still alive, right? Not too long I presume … ...3...2…1 !! And now he should be dead]

At the moment the Grimoire was counting, Aron was still wrestling with the old man, but when the number one sounded, the pressure from the old man disappeared and he began to crumble to dust.

After a few seconds, the old man's clothes were the only ones left. Aron also got a souvenir in the form of a hole in his left hand.

"You killed him?"

[Pick me up from this dirty ground, clean me and promise me that you will hide me for the next few thousand years, maybe then I'll answer you]

Aron went straight to the book, completely ignoring his hand. The book saved his life, he couldn't leave it like this. When he bent down to get it, he grabbed it in both hands. The adrenaline hadn't drained off him yet, and now he was involuntarily remembering the knife in his hand.

Prick of pain and then flesh blood runs down on the book.The book shone with even brighter light.

[It's not blood on my frame, say that it's not blood, right? I did not save you so that you would make a pact with me now, you fool! What the best you have done...]

After the biggest flash, the book disappeared, or so it seemed so to Aron, because after a while a larger transparent book appeared before his eyes. Book opened on the first page, where the text appeared before his eyes.

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{Congratulations, you sealed the blood contract with a special type of grymoire called the Grymuar}

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Apart from that one sentence, there was nothing else on the page, after a while the pages turned over and a new text started to appear.

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{To see the grimoire, just think about it.}

{Grimoire is visible Only to you.}

{You can turn pages by hand or by your thoughts.}

{The number of pages and their content depends on your achievements and your power.}

{This grimoire was created to help you create the most powerful kingdom.}

{All the grimoire summoned beings and humans were born to fulfill the duty of the grimoire and are subjected to it. If you treat them well, they will also be subjected to you until the end of their days.}

{Grimoire is not responsible for defects and damage caused after summoning structures or creatures provided by it.}

{There are some restrictions in order to limit the power consumption of magic power by grimoires. To abolish some of them, advance your kingdom. Good luck!!!}

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Aron couldn't get out of his daze, magical grimoire? Contract? Kingdom? It had all happened way too fast. Additionally, Aron spotted a few words in the small print in the margins.

YOU

FOOL

I

WANTED

JUST

TO

SLEEP

LONGER

"You fool, I just wanted to sleep longer? What does that even mean?"

Suddenly the book lit up and another page opened.

[New mission!]

[It means what you see! I have been limited by my father and now by contract. Now this is my only way of contact. If I hadn't been brought by you to this tunnel, my barrier would never…]

[Reward: new section-aura-]

As soon as Aron read it and digested what he saw, a new task appeared on the page.

[New mission!]

[... be overloaded. For thousands of years, I managed to avoid making contracts, I thought I masked so well. In addition, you are so weak. Death will probably meet both of us sooner than…]

[Reward: new section -magic-]

"What are these missions? Will I get an aura, and magic in form of reward? What is it about? How do I get these sections? Please speak to me"

After many questions he got only silence.

He read again and was dumbfounded. Instead of this nonsense, the Grimoire could have written how to complete these tasks. Some small qlue, anything. But he got nothing.

And when Aron looked closely at the corner of the page, he saw another sentence that kept changing.

[Complete the first two training missions within half an hour to avoid punishment.]

[Time left 28:30]