The place where he was reincarnated was hell - the 300-year-old frontier defense line of the Margrave family - Episode 4
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- Episode 4 - What awaits when you open the lock
Leaving my mother Elysia’s room, I decided to go and check out the “Forbidden Books” at the back of the library, which I had received permission from my father Darius.
___It’s too dark today
They’re just piling on us too much.
Suddenly, I was taken to the battlefield
A monster that seems not to be of this world, called Eclipse, appears, and seeing soldiers being savagely eaten, my father uses a crazy explosion. To top it off, Vanguard has been fighting against such a thing for 300 years.
What do you mean?
…..No, it’s strong!!!
If possible, I think I’ll be fine for today.
I want to forget everything and go to sleep, but
Well, I guess it’s just my personality or something.
This was also the case when I was working as an office worker, but I’m the type of person who wants to complete as much of the task in front of me as possible.
It’s better to know everything.
They say strike while the iron is hot, right?
It’s better to assume the worst than to only have some idea of what’s going to happen, as this will allow you to be mentally prepared.
Also, perhaps thanks to my mother Elicia’s healing, the tiredness I felt before has disappeared like a lie.
That stupid training starts again tomorrow.
…..Maybe, now that I’ve learned about Eclipse today, the intensity of my training may increase even more…..
Yeah….
___Then I guess it’d be better to finish it by today.
In the first place, I get covered in bl00d every day, so what’s the point of going on top of that?
The difficulty adjustment is broken.
It’s already Lunatic.
…Ugh, how disgusting.
While thinking about such random things, I headed to the library.
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The Vanguard family library is always a quiet space, like an ancient ruin.
There are rows of bookshelves reaching up to the ceiling, neatly storing history books and records.
If there is someone who likes this kind of thing, they could probably make a living just from this space.
___And then, at the very back.
There was a particularly securely locked door. It was an area I’d never been to before.
“The back of this place is where the Forbidden Books are kept.”
I stop in front of a heavy door.
The iron door in front of me was reinforced with magic, and I could tell it couldn’t be opened by ordinary means.
…I mean, I know.
I once tried to pry it open with lock-picking magic, and it was hellish.
At that time, I wanted to get in here.
“I’ll open the lock in one hit,” I thought, getting carried away and casting a spell…
At that moment, a loud alarm rang out, echoing throughout the mansion.
A few seconds later–
Butler Garland, with a devilish expression on his face,
Rapid entry.
“Heyyyyyyy!”
Being lectured like an idiot
In the training that followed, I was physically beaten up.
What kind of education policy is that?
First of all, what is a boy to his master?
You old bastard.
This is child abuse!!
The memory of that trauma made me freeze in my tracks.
Damn it.
…I mean, if you think about it.
You didn’t get the key, did you?
“Well, what do you mean?”
I came here on impulse, but now I have no way to get in…
Dad….in situations like this, wouldn’t you normally give me the keys first and then tell me to go?
Well then….
Oh well!
A few years have passed since then, and with my current magical skills, a moldy door’s security is like garbage.
Let’s do it!!!
Garlandoooo!!!
While feeling agitated inside, I tried to chant the spell to open the lock.
That was when it happened.
“V. I knew you were here.”
Suddenly, a calm voice called out from behind me.
『Jiggle!!』
I suddenly turned around and saw my brother Raven standing there, smiling at me.
“Now that I think of it, I noticed that Dad never gave me the key.”
As he said that, Raven handed me a shining silver key.
The moment you hold it, you can feel a faint magical power.
“This is a special key that can only be used by those of the Vanguard bloodline.
Beyond the warning, if you try to open it forcibly, you will be cursed with a head that will explode. Hmm? You were trying to open it with lock-picking magic?」
“……teeth?”
……..Dangerous!!!
Thank you, Garland!!!
And sorry, Garland!!!
You are the best butler in the world!!!
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Raven stared at me as I took the key with a wry smile, then continued speaking slowly.
“Vii, what you are about to see is the very history of Vanguard.”
“When I first read this…yeah, it took me a while, no, quite a while to recover.”
“But it’s okay.
Vee, I will protect you no matter what. This house and this estate.
Everything… everything.
So… please stay strong.”
No, I think I’ll catch a cold because of the huge difference in temperature between us.
…Raven’s words were mysteriously powerful.
If there is such a thing as a “hero,” then surely it must be someone like Raven.
Something naturally led me to believe that Raven would sort it out.
I feel that way.
But.
“Just read a book.”
Is that all?
So many “prepare yourself”
Is it something that is said?
I still remember the shock I felt when I saw Eclipse. Of course, it was a shock.
But that’s it.
That’s what anyone would feel if they saw a splatter scene in person.
Reading books that record history
Is there ever such a thing as being so considerate?
Well, I’m starting to get worried.
“…Just looking at the book. That’s an exaggeration, brother.”
I’m not just bluffing, I believe that.
It’s not like I’ll be seeing the Eclipse up close. I’m not going to be shaken by something that’s just a historical record.
Hearing what I said, Raven smiled and nodded his head several times.
“…That’s right. Vee might be okay.”
With that, he waved his hand lightly and headed towards the entrance of the library.
She turned around one last time, looked me straight in the eye, and spoke gently.
“…Vee.
See you tomorrow. Goodnight.”
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After seeing Raven off and leaving the library, I stood there in silence for a while.
I stare at the keys in my hand.
The cold metal feels strangely real and familiar to my fingertips.
Click――
He inserted it into the keyhole and turned it slowly, and the lock came undone with a dull sound.
It’s as if something that has been closed off for many years is being released.
The heavy door opens silently.
What was spreading there was–
“The place where ancient records sleep”
The dimly lit room was filled with countless books and records: dusty scrolls, old parchments, faded volumes…
All of these things must have been sealed away here over a long period.
The air is extremely heavy.
These are the successive heads of the family who have fought against such things. Just imagining what they must have been thinking as they picked up their pens in this situation sends chills down my spine.
“… Anyway, which one should I read?”
Looking towards the back of the room, he noticed that underneath the central shelf was an ornate desk like the one his father, Darius, used in his office.
On the desk sits a thick book that exudes an eerie presence.
“…Maybe it’s this.”
He reached for the book on his desk and read the words engraved on the cover.
“Memoirs of the Former Margraves of Vanguard”
Turning the pages, the names and dates of past heads of the family are neatly arranged and recorded in diary format.
“Adriana calendar year 735–
The Notes of Finn MacClue
Follow the first sentence with your eyes.
At that moment, a chill ran down my spine.
The weight of the writings of the successive heads of the family seems to surge forth from the other side of the book…
What did they see, what did they think, and what did they try to leave behind?
All of that was about to be exposed to my eyes.
And as I read through each page, I begin to understand.
”A reality that cannot be escaped.”
–That’s right, my father Darius must have said so.
“Nothing born from this earth can ever escape this war for survival.”
The meaning of those words now truly hits home.
___Damn it
Ah ___
This is hell
The Vanguard family
Those born in this place…
He carries within him a “fate from which he can never escape.”
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