Lynn embarks on a fantastical journey to a realm reminiscent of dieval Europe, yet infused with extraordinary magical abilities. Here, the very fabric of reality is governed by the enigmatic theory of magic, which harnesses and manipulates fundantal particles.
In this world, wizards, who are essentially scientific spellcasters, find themselves locked in a relentless battle against the oppressive Church.
However, when Linn arrives, a harbinger of an otherworldly Renaissance, the tides of change are set in motion, unveiling a thrilling tale of discovery, intrigue, and the struggle for enlightennt.
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Thirsty, sweltering, and weary...
Under the influence of a strong sense of discomfort, Lynn slowly opened his eyes.
What t his gaze was a ceiling covered in cobwebs, and the unfamiliar surroundings further bewildered Lynn's dazed mind.
This was a room of less than thirty square ters, probably in a state of disrepair due to its age. The wooden walls around him appeared decrepit, with a dusty and ant-eaten fra.
The interior of the room was equally chaotic, with various odds and ends strewn about, and a heap of garbage in the corners. On the ground, there were dozens of unbound pages, leaving only a narrow path to navigate.
Where am I? Could it be that I've been kidnapped?
Lynn rubbed his sowhat dizzy head and struggled to sit up, ntally preparing for the worst.
He was certain that this place was nowhere he recognized, and Lynn had to brace himself for the possibility that he had likely been kidnapped.
"071, show my current location!" Lynn instinctively inquired in his mind, but after several seconds, he received no response.
Is even the auxiliary intelligence blocked?
Lynn's heart sank, and he subconsciously rolled out of bed to search for an escape plan. It was then that he unexpectedly discovered a sharp dagger placed at the head of his bed, with a crumpled parchnt scroll in his right hand.
Lynn instinctively gripped the dagger, finally feeling a bit more secure. After so hesitation, he opened the crumpled parchnt scroll, which was covered in intricate symbols and strange markings. What puzzled him even more was that he could understand the writing on the parchnt!
[Ti is running out. The priests of the Inquisition have discovered our trail. et at the agreed-upon location in the town of Ur at moonrise. Bring seventeen Sekas copper coins and follow the markings. Please be cautious—Jonny.]
At the mont Lynn understood the text, an inexplicable sense of fear suddenly welled up, and mories began to surface in his mind.
[In a spacious square, a frenzied crowd gathered, their expressions fanatical and excited, shouting sothing unintelligible.
In the center of the square, there stood a massive platform, and a bishop in a white silk robe stood before it, raising a staff high above his head as the crowd's frenzied cheers echoed.
The next mont, crimson flas leaped high into the sky, and Lynn could vaguely see several figures struggling and writhing in the fire. The agonizing cries were deafening...]
What is this? Is this a movie?
The grueso images that surfaced in Lynn's mind sent shivers down his spine.
Why do I have these inexplicable mories in my head? And who is this Jonny ntioned at the end of the letter?
Suddenly, as if realizing sothing, Lynn hurried over to a large water basin in the room, gazing at the reflection on the water's surface. His trembling fingers, a result of excitent, created ripples on the water's surface, but Lynn could still see his own appearance clearly.
He was a young man, around eighteen or nineteen years old, wearing a tattered burlap robe with patches. His figure appeared sowhat slender, his pale face covered in dust, and his unruly brown short hair was ssy. His jet-black eyes were filled with fear...
Could it be that I've been transported to another world?
Lynn took in a deep breath, and the notion of crossing over hit him, albeit absurd. However, he couldn't find any other explanation.
Even though, before his crossing, the Federation had made significant progress in brain domain developnt and neuronal research, and brain chip transplantation technology was well-advanced, the idea of transferring one's consciousness into another body for rebirth was purely a fantastical concept.
He also couldn't fathom why anyone would go through such trouble to deceive him.
As he realized this, Lynn had no more room for wishful thinking. He sat down on the ground, his mind filled with astonishnt, and a flood of complex mories surged back to him.
After spending half an hour sorting through the sudden influx of mories, Lynn finally managed to grasp his current situation.
He had crossed over to a place that resembled dieval Europe, a world of multiple kingdoms constantly at odds with each other. The most powerful of these kingdoms was the Sekas Empire, where Lynn currently found himself.
Above the earthly monarchy, there existed an institution known as the Inquisition, devoted to the worship of a deity called "Aila," a monotheistic faith based on divine creationism.
Apart from spreading their faith and convincing people, the Inquisition had another important agenda—hunting wizards!
What made Lynn particularly uneasy was that the youth he had seemingly beco was, in fact, an apprentice wizard.
No, to be precise, he was a wanted wizard apprentice!
Lynn stared at the crumpled parchnt in his hand, feeling rather distressed. What was all of this? Crossing over to this world was one thing, but not receiving any proper treatnt, and being on the run from the very beginning, it was as if he could end up on a burning stake any day now.
Looking back, his previous self was quite reckless.
He was originally a bastard son of a certain viscount within the Sekas Empire, known as Karl Stedlan.
Although he wasn't particularly well-regarded in his daily life, he had, at the very least, never worried about food and clothing. In this chaotic world of constant warfare among the various nations, having enough to eat and clothes to wear was already a form of happiness!
With his noble lineage, relatively stable environnt, and knowledge from his otherworldly experiences, he believed that within a few years, he could rise to power and perhaps even spark an industrial revolution that would overthrow the Church.
But unfortunately, this guy got conned by a wizard nad Kora. Instead of enjoying a comfortable life, he ended up becoming the other's apprentice, forced to run around, with no stable source of inco.
Just four days ago, his ntor, Kora, attempted to kidnap the Duke's daughter, but this ti, they didn't manage to deceive her. The next day, the Inquisition received a tip-off, and they apprehended Kora before he could escape.
Upon receiving this information, Karl went into hiding in this secret hideout, living in constant fear and anxiety.
During these six months of following his ntor, Karl had witnessed wizard apprentices being burned alive at the stake. He feared that the priests from the Inquisition would suddenly storm in and capture him, so he had spent several days without sleep. In the end, in a state of despair and fear, he lost consciousness and woke up in his current situation.
"This is troubleso..." Lynn murmured, rembering the circumstances. He even contemplated whether it was better to betray his ntor and testify against him since he knew the nas and appearances of the other six apprentices who hadn't been caught yet. Perhaps pretending to convert to the Church would be a way out.
But after so thought, Lynn firmly pushed aside these dark thoughts. He couldn't trust those individuals who propagated their faith day in and day out, eager to capture and burn all wizards. Even if he voluntarily surrendered, there was a good chance he would be subjected to interrogation.
Betraying his comrades was not an option...
He wasn't that kind of person!
Setting aside these unrealistic fantasies, Lynn cald down and focused on planning how to escape the Inquisition's pursuit.
In a world without caras, relying on disguises for covert escape might be a good approach. Once he left the Duke's territory, it would be extrely difficult for the Inquisition to capture him again.
Fortunately, his original self seed to have received so training in swordsmanship. A few years ago, he had garnered his viscount father's attention when he single-handedly dealt with several bandits who were raiding their territory.
Of course, this depended on him keeping a low profile and not openly revealing his magical knowledge, to avoid attracting the Inquisition's attention...
Wait a minute... Magic?
Lynn suddenly paused, then concentrated, searching his mory continually. Subsequently, his expression beca increasingly perplexed.
Because he realized that, according to his mories, he appeared to possess magical abilities!
This wasn't so common sleight of hand or cheap tricks to deceive people...
It was real magic!
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