I Noticed That It Was an Academy After 10 Years

209. That’s Not How War Works (15)

“I will hold the ceremony here.”

Late at night.

To eliminate any possible variables, we traveled to a remote area in the west and built a suitable building. It was a building modeled after a Greek temple that seemed to have been seen in textbooks long ago.

There is no need to do it on such a grand scale, but it is still better to perform the ceremony with less sunlight than to do it in an empty space.

If I had to, I was planning on summoning him and then blowing up the pillars of this needlessly grandiose temple and crushing them to the ground. I don’t know if I will receive any damage, but giving a gift like this is courtesy as a summoner.

“So it seems like I really have become a cult member.”

“That’s right. To live and live and participate in a ritual to summon the devil…”

“That sounds fun!”

“So what do you plan to do?”

In response to Merlin’s question, I took out an old book.

“This grimoire is made to grant exactly three wishes. “I will use this book and the catalyst to summon Harpas.”

The plan was simple. Find out how to summon Harpas using the functions in this book, and summon Harpas. And this book replaces the offering. If you use the terrifying magic contained in this book, you will be able to summon the devil without a separate living sacrifice.

The variable that Harpas did not respond was not considered at all.

Since he was a demon, he had to unconditionally respond to the summons, and there was no reason for Harpas not to respond to this interesting summon.

I moved to the center of the temple and sat down on a chair in front of a pre-made table. It was a bit of a pain in the ass because it was made of clay, but it was better than nothing, so I put the book down on a table made of rocks nearby.

“We are going to start the ritual now. I ask that everyone please be quiet from now on. If you interfere with the ritual, unexpected results may occur.”

…Actually, it would be easiest to do it alone, but I decided to observe the ceremony from three directions around the temple in case of an emergency.

There was a possibility that the summoning method itself would require the cooperation of many people.

“Then, let’s begin.”

I carefully opened the book. What I saw was a book with nothing written in it. It’s natural. How to make a wish in this book…

“The blood…”

“It’s the blood of a witch.”

“What?”

Principal Merlin was started by my words and tried to come towards me, but perhaps remembering my warning, he put his feet back on the floor and asked.

“You mean you met a witch?”

“I was lucky.”

“Hehe, you have a lot of secrets.”

I feel like I’m revealing too many of my secrets. But these people were all close to me and collaborators, so I had no choice but to tell them.

Because talking honestly would arouse less suspicion than hiding it clumsily.

I carefully put the medicine bottle down on the table and finally took out the pen from my pocket.

The way to make a wish in this book was to write your wish in writing.

Let’s see. How should I write it?

If I want this mechanical grimoire to grant my wish without causing any loss if possible…

[Explain in detail the method of the ritual to summon the demon Harpas over two pages. However, the ritual method must be one that uses the Book of Wishes and a sip of the witch’s blood as an offering, and no separate offering is required. Also… ]

I filled almost one page with all kinds of conditional sentences.

Due to the nature of the wish book, which grants wishes mechanically, if you do not describe it in detail, your wish may be strangely granted. It would have been better to write this at length to avoid such a disaster.

…This should be enough.

As I did in the original, I closed the book and waited quietly.

I guess I waited for about a minute.

[Contractor, magical power stirs in the book…]

Is it done? I waited about 30 more seconds and opened the note.

“It was successful.”

I checked the magic circle drawn on the next page of the page where I wrote my wish, and the explanation written on the next page, and called Principal Merlin.

“Could you draw a magic circle?”

I don’t know anything else, but I don’t know much about magic circles. Principal Merlin took the book from me and began drawing a magic circle with magical dye on the floor next to the table. Did you go get that?

“It’s done.”

“Thank you.”

“But what do you plan to use the other two wishes for?”

“I used up all my wishes.”

“What?”

“I have three wishes.”

“What did you wish for?”

“I won’t tell you in case you don’t know. You will probably find out automatically when Harpas is summoned.”

“Hmm…Okay.”

Principal Merlin returned to his seat and looked this way.

[The witch’s blood is spilled in the center of the magic circle. Then, when the witch’s blood accumulates, a spell is chanted. The contents of the order must not be incorrect.]

As written in the book, I slowly poured the witch’s blood into the center of the magic circle and placed her vial in her pocket.

The preparation below is complete.

Is it now time for a ritual?

After making eye contact with the two old men who were looking at me with nervous expressions, I began to chant the spell at a speed that was neither fast nor slow.

“Hokus focus tidibus. Hocus Focus Tidibus…”

Memorize the spells written in detail in the book. I don’t understand the meaning at all, but there was no major problem memorizing the spell.

It took close to 3 minutes to recite the spell.

“Hump est enim corpus, filling…”

Even if your throat hurts or you feel a chill, you should not stop.

If you stop in the middle, an even more miserable situation will occur.

“…You.”

[Contractor, step away from the magic circle!]

As Lue said, I got up and went out of the magic circle. An ominous stream of magic flows,

As the long, long spell came to an end, the magic circle began to glow black.

Is it really a face to face with Harpas? I imagined Harpas in the game and waited for him to appear. I guess about a minute has passed. I said, looking up at a crow the size of a house that appeared above the magic circle.

“Nice to meet you. Harpas.”

“Hoo.”

I feel eyes filled with interest. It must be surprising that I summoned myself. I made eye contact with Harpas, who radiated a terrifying presence.

A feeling of pressure constricting the body. A shadow reflected in the eyes we encountered. An unpleasant and damp feeling that touches the skin.

I spoke without averting my eyes.

“Do you know who I am?”

“Know. Also, you used a strange method to wipe out the guys I sent.”

Were you watching it too? I tapped my hand on the table.

“Can you sit on the chair?”

“Of course.”

The huge crow’s body was suddenly engulfed in darkness. The darkness surrounding the crow’s body gradually became smaller, and eventually, when the darkness disappeared, an old gentleman in a suit appeared.

Is it mimicry?

In the original, it only appeared in the form of a large crow, so it felt very strange.

“It’s okay to stand and talk, so let’s sit at the table and talk. Do you have a phobia of chairs?”

“Of course there is no such thing.”

Harpas and I sat on chairs and looked at each other. The outfield was quiet. Did Harpas do something?

Or is he just being quiet like I said?

I couldn’t decide which one it was. Because I was focusing all my attention on the conversation with Harpas.

“Is there anything to drink?”

“Unfortunately.”

“Hmm, I was curious about human cars.”

“It won’t taste as good as you think.”

“But sometimes it’s not a bad idea to savor a different taste. Next time, I hope you serve guests faithfully.”

“Will there be a next time?”

“Well… Isn’t the future something that even God doesn’t know about?”

We explored each other by chatting trivially.

A fight over who can reveal each other’s true intentions first.

The reason I was talking to Harpas like this was because there was something I wasn’t sure about.

The story is changing under the influence of True Ending DLC.

It was necessary to have an in-depth conversation with Harpas in order to find clues to the story.

So, it was time to throw the rice cake.

“Harpas. “Would you like to play a little game with me?”

“It’s a game… I like the guts of you to ask the devil to play a game. “If you had joined our sect, you would have become its leader right away.”

“Unfortunately, I hate pseudo-religions.”

“It’s a shame. So what is the content of the game?”

It’s going smoothly up to this point. It seemed that the second wish was being applied properly. I deliberately lifted my chin and carefully recited the contents of the game.

“When we take turns asking each other questions, we answer honestly. And repeat it. If you cannot answer or lie, you lose. “How about it? It’s a simple rule, isn’t it?”

Haha! What a masterpiece! It’s a masterpiece! I can tell you on my own behalf that I have never met a person as courageous as you! “I wish I had known of your existence first!”

A bizarre sound of laughter, the age and gender of which could not be guessed, echoed around the area. I leisurely waited for his laughter to stop, and when he did, I spoke.

“Can we start with me?”

“Okay. I’m really looking forward to it. “Your first question.”

“Then the first question is. Are you the devil?”

With the obvious question, I started playing the game.