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Chapter 8
“I’ll prove right here that the idea that gravity magic is weak is nothing but nonsense.”
The demon’s magic was overwhelming.
How many times had he brushed past death?
If his casting had been even 0.1 seconds slower, he would have been crushed along with the rocks.
It was hard to believe he was still alive.
‘Someone… notice this quickly!’
He already knew he couldn’t defeat it alone.
But he didn’t give up.
The more destruction the demon caused, the easier it would be for others to notice.
Help might already be on the way.
Until then—
He had to endure.
“This is strange… your casting speed is beyond reason. Even if you’ve mastered differentiation, it shouldn’t be this fast…”
Even as Isaac fought desperately, the demon spoke calmly.
Still saying things he couldn’t understand.
“Your understanding of motion is exceptional. Not something of this era.”
But there was no time to think.
WHOOSH—
A one-meter rock grazed past his face.
BOOM—
The ground shattered.
He leapt into the air.
Then—
The distorted wave came again.
A unique magic that could only be countered with telekinesis.
It was already in front of him—
Before he could even cast.
‘I’m going to die—!’
He shut his eyes.
But—
‘…I’m alive?’
He had been thrown back into a wall.
Bleeding—
But alive.
‘How…?’
This had happened three times now.
Impossible to be coincidence.
‘…It’s intentional.’
The demon—
Wasn’t trying to kill him.
At first, he thought it was playing with him.
But—
‘No…’
He turned his head.
The four students—
Still safe.
Even though everything else was destroyed—
Their area was untouched.
“…You’ve gotten used to countering gravitational waves.”
Something else felt strange.
The way the demon addressed him had changed.
“You.”
Then—
“You there.”
Now—
“You.”
And its eyes—
No longer murderous.
They resembled—
A teacher.
“Then what about a variation?”
Suddenly—
The world flipped.
Phase inversion through gravitational lensing.
A distorted wave attacked from an unpredictable direction.
‘…I can block this.’
He reached out calmly.
This time—
He understood.
It was a combination of previous patterns.
‘…It’s like I’m being taught.’
Step by step.
From basics to advanced.
Just like teaching.
‘Telekinesis… is this deep?’
His mind sparked.
A powerful realization forced his mind open.
‘It’s awakening on its own…!’
Another wave came—
But he wasn’t afraid.
Like conducting an orchestra—
Flash—
The distortion stopped.
Silence.
“…You even know variational principles?”
“….”
“Or… did you just realize it now?”
Isaac lowered his trembling hand.
The “demon” clapped.
No—
Not a demon.
Perhaps a god of magic.
“Unbelievable… variational principles won’t even be formalized for another 50 years…”
[‘Basic Limit Theory’ integrated]
[New Knowledge: Classical Analytical Magic]
- 35 subordinate spells restored
- 3 new gravity spells learned
- 2 gravity spells improved
[Current knowledge level: Year 1726 (53 years ahead)]
Isaac listened carefully.
There was only one explanation.
Gravity.
Future knowledge.
References to the future.
“…Are you a mage from the future?”
At that moment—
Bell froze.
His face turned pale.
‘…I made a mistake.’
He had been careless.
It had been too enjoyable—
Talking about magic again.
He had forgotten the most important rule.
A genius like this—
Would figure it out.
A faint ringing filled his ears.
A warning.
Time was running out.
Bell took a deep breath.
“I don’t know how to apologize to you.”
“…What do you mean?”
“Taking a life is abandoning one’s humanity. I forbid it by my own rules… but there are exceptions.”
“….”
“For example… if the world is destroyed because of someone connected to demons… then that variable must be removed.”
His voice was calm.
Too calm.
“In the future, there are many types of demons. Ones that travel through time. Ones that read minds. Ones that detect truth through voice… even ones that possess all those abilities.”
[Warning: Demon approaching]
[Estimated damage: Human extinction]
[Subjugation chance: 3%]
“They’ve already seen your memories.”
“…Future demons?”
“They’re coming. I can hear them.”
Demons feared time travelers.
They hunted them.
“If my identity is revealed… it’s already too late.”
“…Is there another way?”
Bell’s face tightened.
There were only two options:
Erase his memory—
Or kill the demons.
But neither was possible.
So—
“I’m sorry.”
“….”
“I have no choice but to kill you.”
Isaac trembled.
A black sphere formed in Bell’s hand.
“Will you accept this as my final kindness?”
“That… is…”
“The ultimate gravity magic. A black hole.”
Banish.
A spell that erased existence.
To honor him—
He would show him the peak of gravity magic.
“I hope you like this final gift.”
“Ah…”
Isaac shook.
Just looking at it—
His body trembled.
At the same time—
A realization surged through him.
‘…God’s power…’
But also—
Fear.
‘I’ll be erased…’
Not just death—
But everything.
His knowledge.
His truth.
‘…I want to live.’
His brain worked at extreme speed.
Reviewing everything.
Every word.
Every hint.
‘There must be a way.’
And then—
He found it.
“…!”
Suddenly—
He slammed his head into the ground.
BANG—!
Again—
BANG—!
His skull cracked.
Blood splattered.
Bell froze.
“…So that’s your choice.”
He understood.
Erase his own memory.
If the memory disappears—
The demons lose their target.
But—
It was unstable.
There was no precise memory-erasing magic yet.
‘The chances are low…’
Bell watched.
Five times—
Isaac struck his head.
Then—
Collapsed.
The ringing faded.
[Warning canceled]
[Cause: Loss of temporal coordinates]
“…Incredible.”
Bell let out a small laugh.
Judgment.
Resolve.
Luck.
A true genius.
‘He might die…’
His skull was shattered.
Bell reached out—
To heal him—
But—
“Got him!”
Someone grabbed him.
He was lifted.
More voices.
Footsteps.
“All the students are alive!”
“Where’s the demon?!”
“Professor! Professor!”
Maria’s voice echoed in the distance.
As he was carried away—
Bell thought quietly:
‘Let’s pretend this never happened.’
