Legacy (2)

Dig!

The place we arrived at was a small piece of land, only a few pyeong.

All other spaces were pitch-black like black black holes, creating a sense of fear.

"What, what is this place?"

"It is a place where a strong barrier is placed."

Pietro explained.

"It was not allowed to approach from the outside, and if there were no accurate coordinates of space and time, it was swept away by the barrier and allowed to die."

A small plot of only a few acres.

It meant that if you didn't know the exact coordinates, you wouldn't reach the ground and get sucked into a black hole-like thing surrounding this place.

"Is this black hole like a barrier?"

"Yes. It's actually warping space-time, so it's kind of like a black hole. If you do this, you will not be able to come even if you track it through the movement trace."

Seo Moon-yeop took out a flashlight from his bag and turned it on, but the brightness was weak because part of the light was being sucked into the black hole barrier.

Seeing that it sucked in light, it was definitely a black hole.

"If they knew how to do this kind of barrier, why didn't the first ones hide the temple that way?"

"To cover a large space with a barrier of this size, you need a magic core of the level of the sanctuary. It's just for storing things, so this space is barely surrounded by a barrier. And the first one doesn't know how to do this."

"you?"

"I didn't know, but looking at it now, I think I can do it. As long as there is a powerful mana stone."

Pietro's innate arrogance was unchanging whether he was an underground man or a human.

It was a small space, so the two could easily find a small metal box here.

Pietro, who was about to open the lid of the metal box, sighed in annoyance. In response, Seo Moon-yeop tilted his head.

"why?"

"I made it difficult to open it."

"What kind of inspiration did you make it so cumbersome to give gifts?"

"Looks like you want to test whether you deserve a present. I can't open it easily, so wait a moment."

"Well, do whatever you want."

Seo Mun-yeop lay down on his back and closed his eyes. Even though there were black holes everywhere, I didn't pay attention and fell asleep within seconds.

In the meantime, Pietro was engrossed in unlocking the metal box after making 10 magic circles with Auras and floating them.

Kiriric. Kirik.

Kirik. Kirik.

Every time the magic circle embroidered with intricate patterns penetrated into the metal box, there was a sound like a gear turning inside the metal box.

Sometimes the cogs rotated in the correct direction, and sometimes, when the wrong Auror spell was applied by mistake, they reversed and locked again to some degree.

It was very demanding and required both skill and patience.

Fortunately, Pietro had both.

Kiriric.

Click.

When he heard something different, Seo Moon-yeop jumped up and woke up. The old habit of waking up immediately after sleeping in a dungeon has not yet been erased.

"Are you done?"

"Yes."

"Where are you?"

Seo Mun-yeop came and handed over the box.

Before opening it, I looked at Pietro, perhaps feeling a bit uneasy.

"Is that gentleman trustworthy?"

"Believe me."

Pietro said firmly.

If it was a Heroic Spirit that had even a handful of malice in its heart, it would not be able to maintain a clear presence even after that long.

"Suddenly, a trap is triggered saying that the test to see if you are qualified to receive the gift is not over..."

Before he could finish his words, Pietro suddenly opened the lid of the box.

Inside the box was an iron ball the size of a fist.

It wasn't just beads.

Inside was a round mana stone, a bead covered with a metal plate with intricate patterns engraved on it like a shell.

The energy of white aura was overflowing from the mana stone.

"what's this?"

Seo Moon-yeop reached out to Pietro and demanded an interpretation.

The pattern engraved on the metal plate looked like the pattern of a magic circle that Pietro often uses, so he said to check what it was.

Pietro didn't take it to see if he wouldn't touch it, but he took a closer look and tried to interpret the flow of the aura that the pattern signified.

"It's too complicated. It will take a long time to decipher the meaning."

"Then do it. Plenty of time."

I already informed YSM that I was going on vacation.

In the second half of the pro league, it was possible to win the championship without Seo Moon-yeop and Pietro, so he went on vacation to give other players more opportunities to participate.

The World Cup continental qualifiers are approaching, so the national team is a problem, but Lee also told Baek Je-ho that he would come to play for a while.

Since he said he was going with Pietro, Baek Je-ho also noticed that something was unusual, but he didn't ask.

It was because he believed that if there was anything he could help, Seo Moon-yeop would explain it himself and ask for help.

Anyway, Seo Mun-yeop didn't mind staying here for a day or two more.

"What is certain is that injecting an aura here activates the function engraved within the bead. How about just triggering it?"

"Do you know what this is and activate it?"

"He is trustworthy. He deserves respect, so he can be trusted."

"I am also respected by mankind. I hate you guys, but."

Since the position and perspective of the tribe is different, it could be a bad thing for Seo Mun-yeop even if he thought it was a good thing.

"Um, I see. Let's try to interpret it."

In the end, it was Pietro who suffered.

Had he not had a sense of duty to pay for his sins, Pietro would not have had the personality to readily accept such treatment.

Pietro made another large magic circle and started making the same pattern engraved on the marble.

It was easy to copy one side the same.

However, this was not a plane, but a three-dimensional sphere.

As it was extended from the 2nd dimension to the 3rd dimension, the difficulty of the spell became dozens of times more difficult.

And there is a round sphere.

No matter where you started, there was an orderly way to return to the starting point.

Pietro admired the perfection, but his pride was stirred.

'I can say that I am indeed a genius.'

Recalling the ancient High Priest Heroic Spirit, Pietro developed a competitive spirit.

Even though he was a sinner, he was also a body that had heard the voice of a genius.

Didn't he say that even the ancient high priest had noticed it?

Perhaps this is an object in which his lifelong capacity was concentrated, but even if it could not be implemented immediately, at least it was considered possible to interpret it.

The challenge that started like that ended only after a full day passed.

In the meantime, it was the result of Seo Mun-yeop's perfect concentration, ignoring the fact that he took out food, slept, and practiced aura.

"Did you find out?"

Pietro nodded.

"It is language."

"language?"

Soon, Seo Moon-yeop's expression twisted.

"You tried to inject your language into me? Do you want to fuck, fuck you? That old man wants to see me."

It was not unreasonable to burst into anger.

The language used by the people of the underground was too high-level, and could not even be expressed in human writing and language.

So, once you start learning it, it penetrates into your brain without any psychological resistance.

A typical example is the sacred language.

The sacred language is almost the only subterranean language that can be deciphered with human knowledge, but if you learn it, you will be brainwashed to blindly follow the light of the beginning.

Even the sacred language is this much, but what about this orb, which must be equipped with an even higher language?

I'm sorry you tried to inject something like that into yourself.

"Hey you bastard. Wouldn't it be wonderful for you if I became a slave fighter fighting for the underground civilization after being brainwashed? yes? Oh, I want to see that old man's face."

Pietro shook his head at Seo Moon-yeop, who burst into anger.

"It can't be. A person with a biased point of view cannot maintain a clear presence for that long."

"Then what is this? It's a language!"

"I don't know what language it is until I learn it. Perhaps it is the esoteric language that He created during His lifetime and did not disclose it to anyone. I think it is a language that contains the insights gained through his training."

At those words, Seo Mun-yeop's anger softened.

Come to think of it, it was strange that he had put so much effort into it for such malice.

"Hmm, okay. I'll stop being angry for once. But you can't learn what it is without knowing what it is. Even if it's not malicious, you don't know how it will affect me."

"..."

"Oh, how about this? Once you learn it, you teach it to me."

"There are few people who can learn such a top-notch language, even if they are the same. Even as a human being, will you learn to teach?"

"You can make a device that is identical to that one. can't you make it? I heard he was the greatest genius of the underground civilization?"

Pietro's eyebrows twitched as if he was uncomfortable with those words, but he soon opened his mouth.

"You don't know until you try. But this is for sure."

"what?"

"It will take decades to recreate the same."

"..."

No conclusion has been drawn. Pietro said with a tired face.

"I will go one more time."

"The spirit realm? That would be good."

After drawing a magic circle to compensate for the weak bond with the body, he connected to the spirit world while meditating.

On the way, Pietro met the 'counselor', thanked him for the work, and briefly greeted his ancestors and advanced further.

I finally met the ancient high priest again.

The ancient high priest, who heard everything, burst out laughing.

[Heh heh heh. Did I set a trap?]

[That's not the case, the answer was that since they are of different races, we don't know how it will affect them.]

[Uhhhhh, I've been fascinated all my life, like humans. Heh heh heh.]

Pietro felt ominous. His benevolent smile reminded me of Seo Moon-yeop for some reason.

just as expected.

[Tell me not to.]

[yes?]

[Just throw it away! Throw it into the barrier! I won't pick it up again!]

An ancient high priest with a temper.

[what? Inspired? Want to see a mug? Is there anything you can see that that human bastard knows how to transform into a weapon? It would be ten thousand years since I have existed as a Heroic Spirit...!]

[Calm down, High Priestess.]

Thanks to Pietro's consolation, the true ancient high priest clicked his tongue.

[Tsk, that's a practice language that trains the soul.]

[yes?]

Pietro was taken aback by the unexpected words.

Everyone in the basement wanted to become a heroic spirit after death, and wanted to exist for a long time with a great soul. He ultimately wanted to reach infinite wisdom and become like the primordial light.

However, there has never been a way to practice the soul. There was no proven effect other than just fulfilling one's calling and living faithfully.

The ancient high priest cleared his throat.

[I didn't deliberately teach anyone and I wasn't the only one who learned it. In my later years, I also suddenly realized and started practicing, but it is useless to teach this methodology for a hundred days unless you realize it yourself.]

[I thought so.]

It wasn't made with such an advanced injection device for nothing.

Now that I see it, it was a language that even the highest-ranking underground people could not learn unless they were forced to inject it like that.

[Honestly, I didn't tell you the identity of the object because I was afraid you would envy or covet it, but since that human is suspicious, I can't help it.]

Pietro understood that.

He wandered as a dead spirit without becoming a heroic spirit at present, and settled in a human body.

That's why I couldn't help but covet the language that could train the soul.

but.

[I will not covet. I don't think the practice that started with greed will go the right way.]

said Pietro.

The ancient high priest smiled happily.

[That's right. Humans have to fight terrifying monsters, so I thought it was necessary to train the soul to strengthen spiritualization. Who knew that my arrangement would work so exquisitely?]

[Thank you very much. I will go and convince him to learn it.]

[Yes, if it doesn't work, just get drunk.]

[yes. But I will convince you.]

After escaping from the spirit realm, Pietro explained to Seo Moon-yeop.

"Isn't that inspiration lying?"

"Heroic spirits don't lie. Lies deal a fatal blow to the maintenance of self-identity."

So there was also a part where the first high-ranking priest was easily fooled by the king. He must have believed that there was no way a Heroic Spirit could lie.

"good."

Seo Moon-yeop gripped the marble with determined eyes.

Injected an auror.

Aaaaaaa!!