The Engagement Was Broken Off and I Became a Munchkin

Chapter 26

Chapter 26 Legion Net (4)

“It’s like a gathering of people who rule the world from behind the scenes, right?”

[Sometimes it looks like that.]

“What should I keep in mind when signing up? Is it a regulation or a rule?”

[No. Except for attending regular meetings, which is compulsory. The next regular meeting is in 20 days.]

“Then I’ll join.”

The main reason for joining was that I could meet other Masters and Archmages.

Because I didn’t know if I could get to know my current address by meeting them, and I might be able to develop further while interacting with other masters.

Even if you think differently, stepping into a gathering of influential people who actually rule the world was considered an opportunity for me.

Besides, by receiving Tyrael’s obedience as a reward, I might be able to gain the upper hand in my encounters with them.

Ah, the expression obedience was not written by me, but by Tyrael.

But I really like the expression.

“How do I get members of the Round Table?”

[Let me explain that as well. Joining the Round Table… ]

This time, a fairly lengthy explanation followed, but to summarize it was this.

The requirement to join the Round Table is to be a master or archmage-level transcendent.

An encounter that transcends space and race.

The Masters and Archmages could have been non-humans of a different race, and they could have been tens of thousands of kilometers away from here.

“Can’t you tell me too?”

[I can tell you, but the moment I break the rules of the Round Table, the meaning of my existence will change and serious errors may occur.]

“I don’t think you need to know.”

I didn’t want to ruin Tyrael,

I didn’t know what that would lead to.

Not really a good thing.

[…] Then. I will explain later.]

The personal information of each Round Table member is protected.

Tyrael keeps that information and discards it when a member leaves, but she said that only the details of who joined and who left were kept to prevent errors.

Members of the Round Table did not have to identify themselves to each other.

[Again… ]

Tyriel’s explanation continued.

The purpose of the establishment of the Round Table is to respond to disasters that could come at the level of ‘human extinction’.

However, in 246 years, such a threat has not occurred.

“Interesting.”

This was all the more so because it was information that did not come out at all in the original work.

The game I played was not a post-apocalyptic game with the theme of global destruction, but a local growth story set in the academy.

This one was much larger in scale.

“So, when does such a catastrophe happen?”

[The danger of extinction is scheduled after 727 years.]

“Really?”

I don’t know how such a prediction was possible and whether that information is certain,

Assuming it’s correct, it doesn’t seem like a disaster that will happen while I’m alive.

Even a Master wouldn’t live more than 500 years.

To be honest, even the number 500 didn’t feel a bit realistic to me.

Now I’m only 20 years old, but 25 was a huge number.

Wouldn’t life be fun if you lived that much?

Well. Also, reading the Master’s autobiography that has been handed down in another world, it seems that this is not necessarily the case. All I can understand now is that even those Masters are different from person to person.

I lost my mind for a moment, but how far did I go…

Ah, yes. The purpose of the establishment of the Round Table went as far as preventing a catastrophe that threatens the survival of mankind.

And while the round table referred to this organization, it also meant this space itself managed by Tyrael.

The Round Table is a kind of sub-dimensional.

Another dimension connected to the world where I was born and raised.

This means that there is no difference in essence from the world beyond the gate.

To sum it up in the finale,

The reason I was invited to this round table was because I satisfied the conditions of being a master.

There was a possibility that he was a threat to mankind, so he had to be tested, and at the end of it, he was granted membership in the Round Table.

As a member, there were no obligations or restrictions, so there was no reason not to join.

Above all, you said you could communicate with other masters transcending space, and I think that was the biggest merit to me.

[Get this. Master. It is an artifact that makes identification impossible.]

“Ah, that’s it.”

I accepted the mask she gave me.

It was a black mask that only covered the eyes, but the design had nothing to do with it.

According to what she said, this mask will be able to transform into any shape the wearer wants.

I tested it on my own.

As a result of the verification, as she said, the shape changes according to my will.

In addition, not only the shape of the face, but even the shape of the body could be adjusted with this mask, and those with good eyesight would recognize that it was disguised, but it had a level of magic that could not penetrate the original.

Besides, I didn’t see any signs that something strange was magically manipulated.

“Hmm. It’s fine.”

[I’m glad you like it.]

This mask is intended for exchange meetings held regularly at the Round Table.

That exchange meeting was meant to be a meeting between the master and the archmages.

However, other than that, I thought it would be useful for everyday use as well.

I took the mask she gave me and put it in her arms.

“I have to go now. It’s been too long.”

[You didn’t tell me about that. The time multiplier here is different from where the master came from.]

“Really?”

[Yes, an hour here is only 20 minutes outside.]

Oh.

So, if you train here for 3 hours, you will get 3 times the efficiency.

Again… Since Tyrael is said to have been created 246 years ago, that means she is actually 3 times that old, or 738 years old.

Or considering that, is it 246 years ago?

I asked out of curiosity.

“Tyriel, you are 246 years old. Or is she 738 years old?”

[You must be curious about the time I was here. I was born 246 years ago in the perspective of the world where my former master was. So, I am 246 years old.]

“I see.”

[See you next time. Even outside, you can communicate with me anytime, anywhere through a medium. Bye then.]

Is it an illusion that the reaction feels harsh?

Since I asked her age, she quickly shook her head at the assumption that it might be something like that.

Because she shouldn’t think of her as her human counterpart.

I guess it’s because of my mood.

The vehicle she spoke of was my smartwatch.

Originally, it was for ordinary use, but Tyrael enchanted it with her magic on the spot, so now it is possible to communicate across dimensions.

A level worthy of being called an artifact.

It was not an easy spell, but Tyrael tended to use great magic too easily.

Looking at it now, yes.

Geeeikㅡ.

Tyrael stroked her hand, tearing open the space inside her round table, and I could see where I was.

I nodded her lightly and stepped out of the space.

Hwaaak—-.

My room again.

I immediately confirmed it from the time of day.

Around 10:27.

Compared to when I entered, about an hour and a half had passed.

As Tyrael said, the time multiplier is about 3 times.

It seemed like a pretty good idea to practice at the round table afterwards.

You have three times as much time as everyone else.

You manipulated the smart watch on your wrist.

Now, it’s not just an ordinary item, but something that could be considered a relic.

Before moving to the Round Table, I was joining LegionNet with this.

Existing functions also worked without problems.

When you open the hologram, the last screen you opened.

[Your registration has been completed.]

A message saying that you joined Legion Net was displayed.

… I have time left until I eat lunch, so I’ll have to check if it’s working well.

Originally, the purpose was not to have a round table, but to pass the time by using it to communicate.

I immediately connected to Legion Net and looked at the bulletin board.

“Oh… It’s the real Internet, so there’s not much difference.”

For me, who remembers my previous life, it was especially welcome.

You must already know how much fun this is.

From noble mtl dot com

The interface was also familiar.

It was like that from the fact that there were several types of bulletin boards, and the articles were arranged in chronological order on each bulletin board.

First of all, looking at the public bulletin board, it’s like revealing your cadet number.

Rosi and Isabella said that they often use Legionnet.

Maybe the writings they wrote are sleeping somewhere here.

I looked at the public bulletin board.

– We are looking for a jokgu club. Welcome freshmen

– Recruitment of other clubs. Girl helper.

– A scene of Legion seen from today’s dormitory.

Those three posts at the top.

A similar kind below that.

There seem to be a lot of posts like this, probably because it’s the club recruitment period.

It wasn’t a very interesting topic for me.

I went straight to the anonymous bulletin board.