The sacred right side of a certain comic

"Well, he's gone."

It was only after Roy left that Yeats spoke out.

"call……"

Sir Conan Doyle, who was sitting next to him, seemed to be deflated and completely paralyzed.

He wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and said with a trembling voice:"……That son of Silver Star is really scary"

"……I don’t know why, but just seeing him in front of him makes me tremble from the depths of my soul."

"Maybe we were resurrected because of"Water Tarot" and are very sensitive to the feeling of 'spirit', which made me have an incomprehensible feeling towards the son of the Silver Star."

The novelist who created the famous detective Sherlock Holmes looked relieved.

"I had the same feeling. In front of him, it was like encountering indescribable terror. I almost felt that my 'spirit' was about to collapse."

Arthur Machin on the side also said.

"Perhaps, this son of Silver Star is an existence in the third level of the Golden Dawn."

Yeats' hand holding the coffee cup was also trembling. He took a sip of coffee and managed to calm down.

"Do you mean 8=3 or even 9=2? I thought it was just some random fabrication by the Mathers guys."

"……According to Mathers's description of the 8=3 and 9=2 levels, it is simply difficult for me to understand. That description does not seem to describe a human being, but like a god."

Sir Conan Doyle couldn't help but said

"Mathers and Westcott didn't tell us everything."

"……In the entire Golden Dawn, apart from the three founders Mathers, Westcott, and Woodman, only Aleister and the Masquerade Lady may have any knowledge of the existence of the Third Order. After a pause

, Yeats exhaled a breath and said:"……Perhaps you are right, Sir Doyle. What we just faced may not be a human being. It may be a god."

"……The Son of the Silver Star says he is our God, but maybe he really is our God. After finishing speaking

, the three members of the Golden Dawn became quiet.

After a while, Sir Conan Doyle said indifferently:"……No matter so much, it has nothing to do with us anyway"

"……What we should do now is to be grateful for the new life we ​​have temporarily gained"

"Haha, Sir Doyle, you are right, cheers!"

"cheers!"

……

Sir Doyle, Yeats and others ordered beer and began to celebrate their temporary new life.

Roy took Othinus and Nephthys and walked through the streets of London.

Outside the three-layered four-color barrier, the British army and magician troops were fighting against Crowley's Scourge.

But in London, the capital of the British Isles, people live their lives as usual and have no idea what is happening in the outside world.

Although the forbidden world is not like Xingyue's magic, when the mystery is exposed, the concentration of mystery will drop significantly.

But the forbidden magic is even more dangerous.

Magic is a doctrine for those without talent, and the Golden Dawn simplifies magic.

So much so that even ordinary people can use magic as long as they convert it into magic power at the cost of their own lives.

If magic were exposed to ordinary people, it would be a huge disaster.

Anna Sprengel wanted to do something like this to make the world more chaotic, but Roy stopped her.

Because Roy didn't want his hometown to become a mess.

The current forbidden world is exactly the same as when Roy was born here, without any changes.

All the aspects that covered this world after Roy was born were erased by Roy.

As long as it continues like this, and the world is distorted by the devil as it was in the past, the situation of era change will never occur.

Human beings in this world will explore the universe and the world in a scientific way.

This physical world became the end of all myths and religious legends, and Aleister's goal was accomplished in an alternative way.

That is the new age of mankind, the Age of Horus with only science and no magic.’

"What do you see in that novelist? The understander."

Walking by the Thames River, listening to the whistle on the river, the one-eyed Othinus looked at Roy with his beautiful emerald eyes and asked softly.

"I've been thinking about something."

Roy's hands rested on the stone handrails by the river. The breeze blew and ruffled Roy's short silver hair.

Nephthys's pointed chin rested on Roy's shoulders.

She was as colorful as There was a curious look in her Persian cat-like pupils, and her chocolate-colored skin was silky and supple.

Because she was too close to Roy, she would turn her head from time to time, and her moist cherry lips would accidentally rub against Roy's cheek. Let Roy smell the sweet and enchanting fragrance.

Nephthys's ambiguous movements and behaviors were as if she were Roy's female companion.

This made Othinus couldn't help but stare at the Egyptian goddess..

However, Nephthys hid behind Roy like a cat, provoking Othinus from time to time, making the one-eyed demon gnash his teeth.

"Nyarlathotep's purpose is to make the world fall into a dream. It can be seen that she is working for Azathoth, just like her title of 'Messenger'"

"……But in the moon world, we know that Yog-Sothoth is also collecting countless worlds into his own 'door', and the behavior of the one who unites all things is the same as Azathoth."

The sparks of Roy's wisdom were beating, and he showed a playful expression.

Nephthys was confused. She had never been to the moon world.

But Othinus suddenly said:"……Understander, do you mean that Yog-Sothoth and Azathoth are in a competitive relationship? Roy nodded and said with a smile:"……That's right, just from theirIn terms of purpose and purpose, they are in a competitive relationship"

"……Azathoth is dragging countless worlds into dreams and driving everything into madness"

"At the same time, Yog-Sothoth is also using the 'Gate' to connect the world, allowing all life to praise His name."

"……This is also what I want to do next, integrate countless observable worlds into one, and then continue to observe the world infinitely"

"……By that time, wouldn't it be that Azathoth and I, as well as Yog-Sothoth, have become competitors? And this may very well be the way to defeat madness, lies and charm and reach your ultimate goal."

As soon as Roy finished speaking, Othinus showed a confident smile and said:"……At first I thought it was strange that even races like humans would attack each other and be wary of each other."

"……How can those old rulers unite? They are a group of crazy products."

"If Azathoth and Yog-Sothoth are competitors, then it can be explained at once. Understander, what you actually want to say is that Yog-Sothoth may help us in turn? Roy nodded, shook his head and said:

"……I dare not say that I fully understand the thoughts of the One who unites all things, but I do feel the aura of Yog-Sothoth from the magnificent and terrifying spy."

"……No one knows her better than me."

When Roy said this, his voice paused.

After all, not everyone dares to insert the keyhole, enter the 'door' to face the One who unites all things, or even forcefully possess the pile of 'bubbles' to plunder her knowledge.

This act of shearing wool is a dead end.

That is to say, Roy has the courage, and can escape unscathed, making Yog-Sothoth unable to get up or down, but there is nothing he can do about it.

"The large-scale spread of the Old Dominators should be the common goal of all evil gods, but in terms of other details, they are not single-minded."

"……Yog-Sothoth is likely to be a stumbling block for Nyarlathotep. Maybe there will be a chance to see her again this time."

"Now that I have reached the level of MAGUS, I don't mind exchanging knowledge with her again."

Roy said nonchalantly.

As for how to exchange, of course he would use the oldest magic. He was fascinated by the beauty of the infinite radiant sphere after seeing it once.

It was a beauty that only a very few people could appreciate. That was Far beyond all else, there is beauty beyond the rules.

And Roy is one of those very few people.