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  Table of Contents

  Introduction

  Chapter 301

  Chapter 302

  Chapter 303

  Chapter 304

  Chapter 305

  Chapter 306

  Chapter 307

  Chapter 308

  Chapter 309

  Chapter 310

  Chapter 311

  Chapter 312

  Chapter 313

  Chapter 314

  Chapter 315

  Chapter 316

  Chapter 317

  Chapter 318

  Chapter 319

  Chapter 320

  Chapter 321

  Chapter 322

  Chapter 323

  Chapter 324

  Chapter 325

  Chapter 326

  Chapter 327

  Chapter 328

  Chapter 329

  Chapter 330

  Chapter 331

  Chapter 332

  Chapter 333

  Chapter 334

  Chapter 335

  Chapter 336

  Chapter 337

  Chapter 338

  Chapter 339

  Chapter 340

  Chapter 341

  Chapter 342

  Chapter 343

  Chapter 344

  Chapter 345

  Chapter 346

  Chapter 347

  Chapter 348

  Chapter 349

  Chapter 350

  Chapter 351

  Chapter 352

  Chapter 353

  Chapter 354

  Chapter 355

  Chapter 356

  Chapter 357

  Chapter 358

  Chapter 359

  Chapter 360

  Chapter 361

  Chapter 362

  Chapter 363

  Chapter 364

  Chapter 365

  Chapter 366

  Chapter 367

  Chapter 368

  Chapter 369

  Chapter 370

  Chapter 371

  Chapter 372

  Chapter 373

  Chapter 374

  Chapter 375

  Chapter 376

  Chapter 377

  Chapter 378

  Chapter 379

  Chapter 380

  Chapter 381

  Chapter 382

  Chapter 383

  Chapter 384

  Chapter 385

  Chapter 386

  Chapter 387

  Chapter 388

  Chapter 389

  Chapter 390

  Chapter 391

  Chapter 392

  Chapter 393

  Chapter 394

  Chapter 395

  Chapter 396

  Chapter 397

  Chapter 398

  Chapter 399

  Chapter 400

  Magically Hunger III

  [‘Lightning Magic Primer’ has been consumed. Your understanding is very high.] [The 2nd Circle magic ‘Lightning Bolt’ has been acquired.]

  The unprecedented magician who will eat all the magic books of the world has appeared.

  Author(s): McEnroe

  Genres:Action, Adventure, Fantasy, Harem, Martial Arts, Supernatural

  Tags:Accelerated Growth, Appearance Changes, Artifacts, Automatons, Beautiful Female Lead, Books, Cheats, Clever Protagonist, Demons, Determined Protagonist, Dragons, Elemental Magic, Elves, Fantasy World, Fast Learner, Game Elements, Godly Powers, Handsome Male Lead, Hidden Abilities, Inheritance, Kingdoms, Legends, Library, Male Protagonist, Marriage, Master-Disciple Relationship, Monsters, Mutated Creatures, Nobles, Polygamy, Poor to Rich, Romantic Subplot, Sealed Power, Sentient Objects, Seven Deadly Sins, Skill Assimilation, Special Abilities, Strategist, Strong Love Interests, Sword And Magic, Teachers, Time Skip, Tsundere, Wars, Weak to Strong

  DATE CREATED: 2021-08-08

  LANGUAGE: English

  Chapter 301

  Flash!

  Theodore appeared with a flash of light. As soon as he escaped from the teleport blockade, he moved from the halls of the palace to his private room.

  He didn’t want to walk around, but neither did he feel so tired that he wanted to lie down in bed right away. If it was as Kurt explained, no one would know that Theodore had already woken up. In that case, there was no need for him to cause a disturbance.

  ‘I am worried about Sylvia and Master, but... His Majesty would’ve told me if something has happened to them.’

  In Meltor, information could no longer be hidden or restricted from Theodore. Kurt knew this, so wasn’t it impossible for him to hide news about Theo’s people? It was right to think that nothing had happened in the meantime.

  “Gluttony.”

  -I’m listening.

  Theodore sat in his chair and requested, “Explain the feature called the Hall of Fame.”

  He had read the message a few times, but all it said was ‘learn the accumulated knowledge of magicians using achievement points.’ How could he learn it and what was included? He was forced to ask Gluttony directly.

  -Okay. Unsurprisingly, Gluttony replied like it had been waiting. -As implied by the name, the Hall of Fame is a special function that exists to preserve the souls of memorable or worthy magicians. This feature applies to writers of books eaten by all users, from the Age of Mythology to present day. Only the most brilliant and outstanding ones are eligible for this function.

  “...Since the Age of Mythology?”

  -That’s right. There is a magician who pulled an asteroid from outer space, and there’s also a magician who made an underwater city at the bottom of the sea. Every single one of them has made a mark in the history of magic.

  Meteor fall was a catastrophe which had been unintentionally caused by a great magician whilst exploring the sea of stars. The legendary underwater city known as Atlantis… Records said it was an island which had been sunk by the hands of Atlas during the Age of Mythology.

  Some of the magicians were wicked, and others were good. However, their alignment didn’t matter. Gluttony only cared about the magic. Thus, he collected the souls of over 100 great magicians. Sometimes, they were the enemies of his user. There were other times when they were disciples or heroes who fought on the battlefield together.

  The Hall of Fame was like Gluttony’s history built over thousands of years, maybe longer.

  Theodore asked without hiding his surprise, “I can learn from them directly?”

  -If you want. It is also possible to receive their assistance if you have enough achievement points.

  “Assistance? Is it similar to the one question one answer function?”

  -The question and answer is the most basic assistance, Gluttony gave a vague answer. Then it made a direct suggestion, -It is quicker to experience it once. How about it?

  “Now?”

  -Yes. You don’t seem to have anything to do. If I am mistaken, I will apologize.

  Theodore was a little worried, but his hesitation was brief. This was something he had to experience once, and it was hard for him to leave the room right now. He got up from the chair and moved to the bed before giving an answer. After all, be it Synchro or the Library, he had lost consciousness every time he used Gluttony’s functions.

  “Okay, I will try it once.”

  -A wise decision.

  Gluttony moved at Theodore’s consent.

  [At User’s request, the Hall of Fame has opened.]

  [User currently has 157,329 achievement points.]

  [Reconstructing the list of the Hall of Fame... Complete. The structure has been fixed in the form of a ‘gallery’, according to the user’s recognition structure. There
are three frames registered by User.]

  [Connecting to the Hall of Fame.]

  Theodore felt his consciousness being sucked away as always. Behind his eyelids, his spirit was being drawn into the hole on his left palm. The connection with his five senses faded, and the distinction between reality and his consciousness blurred. He was sucked into the vortex of irresistible attraction―

  ...Or he should have been.

  ‘Uh, aren’t I enduring well?’

  Unlike before, Theodore remained conscious.

  ‘Is it because I reached the 8th circle? If I go this way, I can enter Gluttony...’

  Not long after that, Theodore clenched his teeth and prepared for the dizziness. Then his consciousness was sucked into Gluttony’s vortex.

  Kiiiing-! There was a sharp noise ringing in the mental world, where there was no concept of sound. Simultaneously, a wave of dizziness came over him. Theodore was stunned, dizzy, and then nauseous. Even so, he patiently endured it for a few minutes. Finally, the dizziness stopped. Theodore opened his tightly closed eyes and looked around.

  [Ah...!]

  Then he became thrilled.

  [Is this the universe inside of Gluttony?]

  There was a sea of endless darkness filled with shiny beads of light like the stars in the night sky. It was a huge and desolate universe. These were the words of old scholars: The sky, the earth, and the universe were wide and rough. If the study of magic touched the world, then the universe was waiting at the final destination.

  Theodore refuse to imagine the end of the world that was infinitely expanding even now. It was a spectacular universe inside the grimoire, Gluttony of the Seven Sins.

  -Hoh, you didn’t lose consciousness. Gluttony recognized him. -If you look at it every day, you’ll get no inspiration. But the first impression is the same for any user. Civilization as well. Once you observe it, you have no choice but to pursue it. Regardless of whether it is magic or science, there is nothing in history that hasn’t challenged the universe. User, Theodore Miller, are you the same as the prophets?

  [...I am a bit ashamed, but I can’t deny it.]

  Theodore’s heart was beating rapidly. He’d thought that pursuing a dream was purely a privilege of childhood, but now a new fire was burning in Theodore’s heart. A magician with eight circles could destroy a kingdom. However, even they weren’t qualified to leave this earth and challenge the universe. Only a person who had become a true transcendent by completing nine circles, the circles beyond the frame of life, could qualify.

  ‘Per ardua ad astra (Through adversity to the stars),’ Theodore recalled an old saying he’d heard somewhere and clenched his fists.

  -Here we are.

  At that moment, gravity returned to Theodore’s body.

  “Wah!” Theodore stumbled a few steps due to the sudden change and opened his eyes after barely regaining his balance. “...This place.”

  In a simple word, it was a corridor. A gentle light shone from the lamps on the wall, and the passage was a straight path. There was a red carpet at his feet as he took careful steps. It was a landscape that could be present in a royal palace, but Theodore found a strange point.

  Countless portraits hung along the corridor at regular intervals.

  “Simon Magus... Georg Faust... Aleister Crowley...?”

  There were nameplates at the bottom of the portraits lined up on the left and right. Even if he knew the history of the Age of Mythology, the great people who played active roles in that era were unknown. Theodore only knew about Surtr, the owner of Laevateinn and Paracelsus.

  -You can touch it if you want.

  Theodore reached out a finger according to Gluttony’s words.

  [Would you like to open Aleister Crowley? 48,316 points will be consumed to awaken this soul.]

  “4-48,000?” Theodore panicked at the absurd number and let go, causing the message to disappear without a trace. If he thought about a grimoire that was worth 70,000 points, this was a truly ridiculous cost.

  Then Gluttony chuckled and said, -I’m sorry, but this is just at an ordinary level, User. Simon Magus next to him requires 150,000 points to wake up.

  “What? What type of magician is he?”

  -He was the peak of gnosticism. He died in the challenge of the 10th circle, but his capabilities are considered within the top three inside this Hall of Fame.

  Theodore gulped involuntarily. He didn’t know who Simon Magus was, but Gluttony placed him within the top three despite having collected magicians for thousands of years? A monster that had reached the peak even during the Age of Mythology, where there were 100 grandmasters... He wasn’t something that could be easily awakened with achievement points.

  “Eh?” At that moment, there were some portraits that caught Theodore’s eyes. “...Why are these portraits shining?”

  The portrait before him wasn’t reflecting the light. Rather, the frame itself was actually emitting light. Moreover, it wasn't just one. Theodore looked carefully at the contents of the portraits and staggered back. It wasn’t because he discovered an unfamiliar face. On the contrary, it was because familiar faces welcomed him.

  Gluttony confirmed Theodore’s thoughts, -It is as you are thinking. These portraits are the souls personally collected by User.

  From left to right, they were Heathcliff, Abe no Seimei, and Paracelsus. They were magicians worthy of being in the Hall of Fame.

  “The authors of the books I ate are here...” Theodore looked at the three portraits with a strange sentiment.

  Meanwhile, Gluttony continued, -They don’t need to be opened up separately, and it doesn’t cost a big price to talk to them. It is also possible to get their help easier than other souls if you use achievement points.

  “Their help... For example?”

  -The lingering attachments left by great magicians like them are usually hard to solve. Furthermore, in the case of a unique ability, it is often impossible to learn even after completing Transmission. It is like Paracelsus’ Discerning Eye, that is innate to him, or Heathcliff’s Prophecy.

  Theodore nodded. Their unique abilities were extraordinary and powerful. If he could borrow these abilities at will, it would be worth spending the achievement points.

  ‘Ah, that reminds me.’ Theodore looked at the portraits and remembered the past. ‘When you have reached the boundary of a mortal, go once again to the world tree... Should I ask Paracelsus about that?’

  Having gone from the 7th circle to the 8th circle, there was only one wall left to transcend. So, Theodore probably met the criteria now. He looked at Paracelsus’ portrait. Paracelsus was a dignified and elegant magician with a white beard. However, there was an unquenchable curiosity and playfulness in his eyes.

  ‘...No, it would be hard to hear a proper answer.’ Theodore’s intuition spoke to him. The hint that the old man gave Theodore previously was the only thing he would hear, so it wasn’t worth wasting achievement points. Thus, Theodore stood in front of a different portrait and reached out a hand.

  -User, will you receive his help?

  “Yes, please.”

  -...I don’t understand your intentions, but okay. I will approve the request and call the soul.

  At the same time, several notification messages popped up.

  [Heathcliff’s soul has been called.]

  [It is a soul directly collected by the user. A conversation with the soul won’t consume any achievement points.]

  The left hanging portrait shone, and the shadow of a man walked out. He was a middle-aged bearded man in white robes. It was the former master of the white tower and writer of the Book of Clouds, Heathcliff.

  “Ah, you called me.” He saw Theodore in front of him and his eyes widened. “...What? You’ve already reached the 8th circle? It isn’t uncommon to be surpassed by juniors, but I never had that experience. I didn’t know I would fall behind first.”

  “I-I’m sorry?”

  “Don’t worry. My stomach is just slightly sick,
” Heathcliff started the conversation with a silly joke before nodding calmly. “So? Why have you called me, Junior? You hardly need my help now with your skills.”

  “If only that was the case.” Theodore had a purpose for calling Heathcliff. “I would like to request for Senior’s specialty.”

  “Hrmm, my specialty?”

  “Yes.” Theodore took a deep breath and confronted Heathcliff’s hazy eyes. “Please read the mysteries known only to heaven for me.”

  Chapter 302

  Heathcliff’s eyes narrowed at the cryptic words. “...Read the mysteries of the heavens?”

  “Yes.”

  It might sound strange, but the two people knew what it meant in this situation.

  In the Eastern language, the phrase ‘reading the mysteries of the heavens,’ meant literally reading heavenly secrets. It was a phrase that metaphorically pointed to ‘future work’, an area that those with predictive abilities knew about but didn’t want to commit to.

  According to the long memories of Abe no Seimei, one of the greatest shamans in the east, reading the mysteries of the heavens was a taboo that shouldn’t be violated.

  “Sigh, you have penetrated the essence of my magic.” However, Heathcliff didn’t respond to the request directly. He gave a long sigh and scratched his head several times.

  Theodore nodded without saying anything.

  The White Tower Master Heathcliff’s unique power wasn’t to control terrible storms, neither was it magic like Supercell. Instead, it was actually the ability to read the mysteries of the heavens! It was different from short-term predictions, including Alfred’s super sensitivity. The ever-changing future was fluid and was an area where mortals couldn’t intervene. Heathcliff made predictions by observing the curves.

  Theodore had inferred Heathcliff’s essence by looking back at his old memories after reaching the 8th circle.

  -Well, I ended up dying in the middle of nowhere.

  -Don’t tell me...! Didn’t you see into the future?

  -Maybe, maybe not. I don’t know what happened after I died. Now, it is your turn.

  Even though seeing the future was rare, it didn’t mean that death could be avoided just by seeing the future. If there was a prognosis that called for death, it was a foreknowledge that a mortal body couldn’t bear. Heathcliff’s foresight wasn’t something that could be acquired, even if Transmission was finished. The power to read the mysteries of the heavens was Heathcliff’s only Sorcery, a unique magic that had barely completed during his lifetime.