178 The Whale That Covers the World

I had met wizards who possessed grimoires many times before.

Yu Eunha, who possessed the Lemegeton, Kim A-ri, who possessed the Book of Moses, Namgung Minhyuk, who possessed the Classic of Mountains and Seas, and so on.

There weren’t many, but I at least knew the rough traits of wizards who possessed grimoires.

But I had never met a wizard who possessed a grimoire of a foreign god. I only knew of them through information.

That was why I couldn’t help but be intrigued. I put dealing with La Riere on the back burner and walked alongside her for that reason.

“The young lady doesn’t have a name. It’s already been lost.”

La Riere said. Ian said nothing and trudged down the corridor.

The corridor was thick with the smell of summer. The stench of melted asphalt, the scent of grass, the hot air, the smell of the sea, and the rotten reek of decaying corpses all poured in from every direction. Outside the window along the corridor stretched a black sea.

The Black Sea, where not even a ripple remained, where even the surface’s undulations had vanished. It reflected the Milky Way filling the night sky and formed the cosmos upon its surface. The constellations filling both above and below flickered briefly, casting a faint light into the corridor.

A scene so beautiful that the word breathtaking hardly did it justice. But because it was a sight that could not exist in reality, it also inspired a hard-to-describe sense of unease...