One-way traffic

In that dark, villainous world, almost as cold as ice, so indifferent that even the world itself seemed to fade.

"Tsk, he's really caused a lot of trouble, you bastard."

And so it is.

The brief encounter with Roswaal ended in a draw.

Chapter Forty-Six: Words Appearing in the Book

After that, everyone continued with their activities as if nothing had happened.

Even though a huge crater with a diameter of one hundred meters had appeared in the garden of Roswaal's mansion, he himself didn't seem to care much.

That's how it is, according to him.

"Oh dear~ Although it's certainly a bad thing that my beloved garden was destroyed, what's truly meaningful to me is being able to clearly understand Accelerator's strength~!"

Accelerator had no interest in paying attention to what that clown bastard was thinking.

Whether it's destroyed or not is none of his business; he just needs to do what he needs to do, which is to continue searching for clues about the tasks provided by the system.

Only after finding the clue point can you proceed to the next step.

Through this period of time, Accelerator finally understood the specific operational specifications of the Soul System.

At first, the system gave him a hint about Subaru Natsuki, then it moved to Emilia, and finally it locked onto the badge.

This series of prompts allowed him to eliminate the murderer known as the Bowel Hunter and move into Roswaal's mansion.

So what are the current prompts?

Accelerator hasn't been found yet, so there's not much he needs to do.

He basically just needs to wander around the house and see if there's any chance of finding the so-called clue points.

However, this method is far too inefficient.

If he were to spend an entire day on such a boring thing, even someone as number one would definitely find it unbearable, at least mentally.

In that case, he might as well do something meaningful first.

And he and Hatsune Miku were considered VIPs in this mansion.

"Hmm~ Since you, Yifang-kun, have reached such a terrifying level of combat skill after only reading a few books, if you read even more books, I think you would leap to a level that even I can hardly imagine, right~?"

So Roswaal made this decision.

Starting today, the first superpowered individual will be able to freely enter his own library and read whatever books he wants.

This is also a help to Accelerator.

"But I should warn you beforehand that although I own the library, the management of the books is entirely handled by Beatrice!"

In other words, while Roswaal allows Accelerator to freely enter and exit the library, he still needs Beatrice's permission to look at all the books without any recklessness.

Of course, whether the other party agrees or not makes no difference to Accelerator.

However, there was one strange thing that bothered him.

In the afternoon, the first one sat in the library, casually flipping through the magic books in front of him.

He could basically understand the content, but whether it was useful to him was another matter entirely.

Although Accelerator can manipulate the magical energy in the atmosphere to change the direction of energy, most of the magic recorded in the spellbooks are tangible spells.

Even though Accelerator can manipulate magic and magical power, if he wants to use magic in the way described in the book, he still has to go through the so-called door to successfully cast it.

Accelerator wasn't sure if he had a portal or not, but he understood one thing: even if he figured out how to use these spells, it wouldn't be of any benefit to him.

With the time it takes to chant incantations in place, he could have already lifted a foot and lifted a piece of sky, tearing apart the enemy's body and soul.

A little knowledge of magic is enough; Accelerator's primary means of attack is manipulating energy to cause destruction. Even if he learned more magic, it wouldn't be of much help to him.

Moreover, whether he, as a person completely different from this world, or even this universe, actually has a so-called door to allow him to unleash magic is still a question.

Therefore, most of the time, he only used these magic books as a pastime, and they didn't have much practical use.

If the other magicians in the kingdom knew this, they would probably be so angry at Accelerator's wasteful behavior that they would die of rage.

but.

"What are you doing?"

My phone has vibrated for who knows how many times.

Accelerator opened his flip phone, which he had brought from Academy City. Fortunately, he had also brought back a lot of power banks before leaving, so as a tool for communicating with Hatsune Miku, the phone was always fully charged.

The screen displays all sorts of words.

I don't know the content of the messages sent a few hours ago, or even ten minutes ago, or even every minute.

Basically, there will only be one main content.

'Um... what are you doing?'

'I just went outside with Miss Emilia, and Lugnica is such a big country…'

What are you doing now...? Why are you always ignoring me...?

"What's wrong with this woman now?"

I've been sending messages to Accelerator non-stop since just now. If it were really important information, that would be fine, but what kind of nonsense are these messages?

What exactly do you want to ask?

Accelerator took a sip of his coffee and casually sent the message.

Then, the other party replied instantly.

'Um…don't you think the weather is nice today?'

The number one superpowered person almost spat out the coffee in their mouth.

This sudden action immediately drew a disapproving glare from Beatrice, who was still reading a book. She pouted unhappily and didn't intend to say anything.

'Ask me your questions, don't give me any nonsense.'

'I... I just wanted to chat with you...'

'So what exactly do you want to say?'

'…have no idea.'

"Are you fucking messing with me?"

Accelerator could no longer tolerate this childish scene.

He simply turned off his phone, making it quick and decisive.

What's wrong with this idiotic young lady?

Accelerator couldn't understand what the other party was trying to express with this behavior.

In his view, the chat function on a mobile phone is only ever used for spreading information, and he only uses it at most to exchange messages with Tsuchimikado Motoharu or other members of the secret service, or to confirm codes to prove that he is indeed the person in question.

But this was the first time he had ever seen such a silly chat, like Hatsune Miku's.

"You seem really impatient."

"Ugh, that blond brat is so annoying."

"What an incredibly rude guy! If it weren't for the fact that Betty's potential is so high, she would have kicked you out of the library long ago..."

The blonde girl sighed helplessly.

Really.

If... if it weren't to confirm what was in the book, how could she have let such a rude guy into her room?

The girl named Beatrice was thinking in such a simple way.

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After dusk, all the time had come to an end.

Hatsune Miku and Emilia walked back from outside the mansion.

Although Subaru Natsuki also wanted to go out with the two cute girls, his current identity was that of a servant in this mansion, and he had to go to Rem and Ram every day to learn various skills.

Moreover, in order to do his job well, he must study the language and script of this world every day; otherwise, he won't even be able to go to the market to buy groceries.

Unable to achieve the same level of comprehension as Accelerator, he could only tragically and painstakingly experience the agony of learning a language from scratch.

However, as mentioned before.

Hatsune Miku is practically a completely different person.

She never dared to look directly at Accelerator. Even when she did see him, she always looked too embarrassed to look at him, and she might even have trouble speaking properly. She always had a shy look on her face.

Could this guy have actually contracted some kind of mental illness?

Accelerator's daily routine is quite simple: while searching for system prompts, he continues to study the books in Roswaal's library to see if there is any knowledge or information that can help him.

It's already late at night.

In the room belonging to the owner of this house, someone sat there.

The only person who can stay in the owner's room is naturally the owner of the house.

Roswald L. Mezas.

He was not only the owner of this house, but also the most outstanding court magician in the entire Kingdom of Lugnica.

There was a figure in front of him.

A maid with pink hair.

"Lord Roswaal."

The girl slowly walked up to him.

Then, he sat on Roswaal's lap.

"Thank you for your help tonight as well."

"No problem... I'll do my best to help you."

And so, with a slight smile on his face, Roswaal extended his hand to Ram.

—Then I simply replenished Ram's magic to help her heal her body, nothing more.

For some reason, Ram suffered severe trauma in the past, and was unable to even replenish his magic power on his own.

Only by doing this every day can Roswaal truly help her.

Ram's expression, however, was quite serious.

"Lord Roswaal."

She murmured as she absorbed the magical energy bestowed upon her by Roswaal.

"Is that guy named Accelerator really trustworthy?"

Accelerator.

Of the three people Emilia brought, this is the one that Rem and Ram should be most wary of.

His identity and strength are unknown, but today's sparring session has shown that his strength is no less than that of Roswaal.

Although Ram and Rem both believed that it was simply a result of Roswaal not using his full strength.

If Roswaal were to use his full strength as well, he could easily defeat that Accelerator.

but.

Just as they thought, did the person named Accelerator really use all his power?

Does he really have no other trump cards up his sleeve?

They had no idea.

"That person exudes a strong aura of danger."

This is the conclusion that Ram and Rem both reached.

From the moment Accelerator stepped into the house, the two women could feel an unimaginable, overwhelming aura.

It was an aura of absolute dominance that could only be cultivated by those whose hands were stained with endless blood and whose souls were immersed in the dark world.