The blurred endless fields in front of you, the silence in the empty carriages, save for the rhythmic roar of the train machinery. He looked calm and relaxed, but that was only on the surface.

His stoic mask can be silly because there is no one around to judge him, but over the years Zorian has found that acting calm can help him feel calmer about his inner peace. He must maintain his peace of mind, because he is about to panic like a headless fly.

Why is this happening again? He was convinced that the Lich was to blame. The spell hit him, and then he woke up. Causally. This time, though, he wasn't struck by some mysterious spell - unless someone snuck into the carriage while he was sleeping, no, he just dozed off and woke up again, as if it was the most normal thing in the world.

Troubled. After all, why did the Lich cast a time travel spell on him? This seems to have backfired the whole "secret invasion" conspiracy. Time travel seemed too purposeful, and he seriously suspected that the lich had used a spell that it couldn't comprehend its effects. Even a novice like him knows what a terrible idea it is to use a spell that he doesn't understand in an uncontrolled environment, and it has already defeated several imps. No, there's a simpler explanation: the lich is not responsible for his time travel problems. He always wanted to kill them, and Zach was also targeted.

That Zach was suddenly very good in all the classes. It was the same Zach who roamed the city, armed to the teeth with his combat magic, which should be unmatched by any academy student.

Maybe it was Zach and not the Lich who cast the time travel spell?

Zach as a time traveler has tremendous abilities and inexplicable academic advancement. Since this particular method of time travel seems to simply teleport one's mind into their young body, could he be a hundred years old? A mage with decades of experience will undoubtedly find the third-year curriculum ridiculously simple. Ha. Can't laugh. Will I be haha next time I sync back?

If Zach is the one who casts the time travel spell, there is still a question as to why Zorian was thrown back as well. It was most likely an accident - he knew that catching the mage while they were casting a teleportation spell might have dragged you along while they were entangled with each other - but that didn't explain why Zorian recrossed for the second time this month. Zach had been out for a whole month, so he didn't get a chance to cast anything on Zorian.

He didn't know what to think.

"Xhosa has arrived," an ethereal voice sounded. "I repeat, now stop in Xhosa. Thank you. ”

He kind of wanted to get out of the car and spend the whole month messing around, trying to forget about the whole time travel thing, but quickly dismissed the idea. Canceling the start of the school year like this is indeed irresponsible and self-destructive, even if it is unappealing to go through the same course for another month. It is possible that the third time he will be thrown back in time, of course, time, but this is not something he should rely on. After all, this spell can't get him back indefinitely - it will run out of mana sooner or later. It could be earlier, as time travel must be quite high.

… Right?

"Hmmm......"

Zorian came back from his thoughts, and finally noticed that the boy was looking into his box. He frowned. He deliberately chose this compartment because in his ...... On the second attempt at life, the compartment was completely empty. Ever since he left the girl in the green turtleneck to her clucking fate, he's been here in search of peace, so this time he's decided to take the initiative and come here from the start. Obviously, it's not that simple. He thinks his very presence attracts the boy—

"Yes?" Zorian said politely, hoping that the boy just wanted to ask him something, not find a seat.

He was wrong.

"Do you mind if I sit here?"

"No, go on," Zorian said, smiling wryly at the boy. Damn it.

The boy smiled brightly at him and quickly dragged his luggage in. Lots of luggage.

"The first year, right?" Zorian couldn't help but ask. He planned to remain silent and quietly take the boy out of the carriage. All right.

"Yes," the boy agreed. "How do you know?"

"Your luggage," Zorian said. "Did you know that the school is far from the main station? When you get there, your arm falls off. ”

The boy blinked. Apparently he didn't know. "Well, it's not that bad, is it?"

Zorian shrugged. "You'd better hope it doesn't rain."

"Haha." The boy laughed nervously. "I'm sure I'm not that unlucky."

Zorian smiled. Well, the benefits of having a vision. Or is it hindsight?

"Ahh I haven't introduced myself yet! The boy blurted out suddenly. I'm Bourne Ivaryn. ”

"Zorian Kaczynski."

The boy's eyes lit up immediately. "Like-"

"Like Dimen Kaczynski, yes," Zorian said, suddenly discovering this window was very interesting.

The boy stared at him expectantly, but he would be very disappointed if he expected Zorian to elaborate further on the subject. The last thing Zorian wanted to do was talk about his big brother.

"So, um, are you related to Demon Kaczynski, or is your last name just a coincidence?" The boy asked after a long pause.

Zorian pretended not to hear, but picked up his notebook from the seat next to him and studied it intently. It was almost completely empty, as all of his previous notes about the invasion and the mystery of his "future memory" were now gone, lost in the future he left behind. It's not much of a loss, as the vast majority of these notes are worthless – empty guesses and dead-end clues. Despite this, he wrote down some of the things he remembered from his previous notes, such as the spell the lich had recited before killing him. Yes, Zach is likely to be responsible for all this...

"Huh? Did you say anything? Zorian pretended to frown slightly, as if he really hadn't heard the question he was asked.

"Uh, it's okay," the boy took a step back. "It doesn't matter."

Zorian gave the boy a genuine smile. At least he could take a hint.

He chatted with the boy for a while, mostly answering the boy's questions about the first-year course, and then began to get bored with it and began to pretend to be interested in his notebook.

"What's so interesting about that notebook?" He asked, either not noticing that Zorian was not interested in continuing the conversation. "Are you studying?"

"No, these are just personal notes," Zorian said. "It didn't go very well, so I was a little frustrated. My mind kept drifting to it. ”

"College Library—"

"The first thing I tried," Zorian sighed. "I'm not stupid, you know?"

The boy rolled his eyes at him. "Do you find the book yourself or do you ask the librarian to help you find it?" The mother is a librarian and they have these special divination spells that allow them to find something in a matter of minutes that can take decades if you search by title and just browse. ”

Zorian opened his mouth and closed it again. Ask the librarian for help?

"Hmm...... I don't want to bother the librarian with this topic," Zo

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Try. It's a fact, and he'll try it eventually. "Maybe I can find the spell itself in the spell repository? But no, if they have any similarities with other divination spells, it's that they are used correctly and the results are interpreted, and that's the problem, not casting them......"

"You can always get a job in the library," the boy said. "If the college library is like the one my mother worked for, they are always in desperate need of help. They rightfully teach employees how to use these spells. ”

"Really?" Zorian asked, intrigued by the idea.

"It's worth a try," he said with a shrug.

For the rest of the journey, Zorian no longer tries to avoid the conversation. Bourne has undoubtedly earned some respect from him.

-。。。。 Two.....

"Of course! We're always looking for help! ”

Well...... It's easy.

"We can't afford to pay you much, you know! – But our working hours are very flexible and we have a very friendly atmosphere here......"

Zorian waited patiently for the librarian. At first glance, she was an inconspicuous middle-aged woman, but as soon as she opened her mouth, he found that she had an indescribable vitality in her sex. Just standing beside her, Zorian felt the same pressure as he did when he was trapped in a crowd, and he had to control his instinct to retreat as if he were out of a raging fire.

"So I guess you didn't get many job offers?" Zorian tried. "Why is that? Shouldn't people work desperately in a place like this? It is quite a famous library. ”

She snorted, mockery and bitterness in her voice. "According to the Academy's rules, we can only hire employees above the junior circle mage. Most graduates have a better salary than that," she waved to the rows or bookshelves around her, "which forced us to hire students." Who is..."

She stopped abruptly and blinked, as if remembering something. "But anyway, that's enough!" She clapped her hands and looked at him with a smile as she spoke. "As of today, you're a library assistant. Congratulations! If you have any questions, I'll be happy to answer them. ”

He never promised anything but asked about the possibility of employment...... She undoubtedly knew that. But oh well, he did want the job, and not just because he wanted to learn some nice new spells and translate the lich's chants – he suspected that library staff would have access to parts of the library that were usually limited to him as part of the library. The first Circle Mage, this is really a temptation that is hard to refuse.

"Question one," Zorian said, "how often do I come to work?" ”

She blinked, momentarily surprised. No doubt she hoped he would protest her self-righteousness. "That...... When can you come? Most of our student staff work once or twice a week as needed for recess, study time, and other commitments. How much time can you set aside for this? ”

"The current course is very simple," Zorian said. "We're mainly looking back on the second year, and I know that all about it. Set aside a day for emergencies and I can come here four times a week. My weekends are also mostly free if you need help. ”

The librarian did not reproach him. On the contrary, as soon as she heard this, her eyes immediately lit up and she cried out loudly.

"Iberg!" She shouted. "I've got you a new partner!"

A bespectacled girl jumped out of the desk to see what was going on. Oh. In the same carriage as him was the girl in the green turtleneck

…… Only this time he chose a seat on the other side of the train, so they had never met on the train.

"In any case, I believe some of the introductions are appropriate," the librarian said. "I'm one of the librarians. This pretty lady," she said, pointing to the turtleneck girl, who blushed with praise and moved uncomfortably, clutching the stack of books tightly in her arms, "is our resident busy little bee, Ibery Ambercom. Iberg has been working here since last year and I don't know what I would have done without her. Iberg, this is Zorian. ”

When the girl heard this, her spirits suddenly perked. "Kazinski? It's like being in ......"

"Like Damon Kaczynski's younger brother," Zorian said, sighing softly.

"Hmmm......"

"Actually, I'm pretty sure she was referring to your other brother," she said with a sly smile. "She took classes with Tov and was a bit of a crush on ......"

"Oh, relax," Kirisishli said. "In any case, Zorian will work closely with us. Go and tell him what to do. ”

In this way, he was hired in the library. Only time will tell if he is wasting time.

。。。。。 Three.....

Like last time, Zach didn't show up for class. Zorian had some anticipation for this, which reinforced Zorrian's suspicion that Zach had played a major role in the chaos, but that Zorian had not been able to confront him. What should he do now?

If his guess is correct, it's likely that Zach traveled specifically to stop the invasion - why else would he have to be frequent during this particular time period? Besides, he'd been fighting guerrillas in the city at the time of the attack, eliminating the attackers, and maybe there's already a more experienced time travel mage working on it, and he's just getting in the way?

Just guessing, and not knowing if it's true or not. If he doesn't take action and relies on a boy who doesn't have faith, he could ruin himself and the city. Zach reminded him of his brothers. And besides, didn't Zach lose to the Lich?

At present, he can only devote himself to his studies and library work. Of course, the only problem he had with his schoolwork was that Xvim insisted that he didn't have a good grasp of turning the pen and that he had to do it all over again. Over and over again. On the other hand, his time in the library...... It's funny, though not as he hoped.

But two weeks passed, and he began to understand that it would take him at least a few months to reach a high level of librarianship, which he did not have the ability to. The days of summer vacation are getting closer.

"Hey, I've been asking you for a little favor," Zorian began.

"Go ahead," Kiri said. "You helped us a lot, so I'd be happy to help if I could. It's not common for people like us to be able to do this. ”

"Huh!?" Zorian hesitated. "Competent? I barely knew what I was doing – without your and Ibergie's help, I would be like a fly without a head. ”

"That's why I paired you with Iberg – to learn. You're a fast learner, young man! Definitely faster than when I first started in this job. To be honest, I usually only give students and staff the simplest and most tedious tasks, but for the sake of you being more dedicated than them, I will give you an advanced course. ”

"Ah," Zorian said after a moment of silence. "I'm flattered." He really is. "In short, I want to know about book hunting and divination. I've been looking for a rather obscure topic. ”

"Ahh Kiri said, patting his forehead. "How can I forget!? Of course I'll teach you, though, it will take a while to learn well. Iberg will show you how to do it. Whatever exactly you're looking for, though, I'll do my best to help you. I know this library inside and out, you know? ”

Zorian argues about the benefits of showing her the Lich Chant because he suspects it might cause him a lot of trouble, but he has no choice.

He took out his notebook, tore off a page of it, and handed it to her.

Kirissi furrowed her eyebrows, and Iberg turned her head to read the note.

"It's an unknown language," Zorian clarified. "I don't know which one, really."

"Well, it's a little tricky," Kiri said. "Difficult tasks, even for divination. If this is important, you should find a linguist to help you. ”

"You should try Zenomir," Iberg screamed.

"Our history teacher?" Zorian asked incredulously.

"He also teaches linguistics," Iberg said. "He speaks multiple languages. Speaks 37 languages. ”

"Wow."

"Yes," Iberg agreed.

Interesting.

。。。。 Four.....

"Ah, how can I help you?"

The teacher is really old. He wears a blue robe, like an ancient mage – and has an elaborately carved white beard. Despite his advanced age, his steps are brisk and his eyes are sharp. Zorian didn't take linguistics, but he knew from history classes that Zenomir was very attentive to his subject.

"Do some translation," Zorian said. "I have a rather fragmentary phonetic form record of an unknown language, unlike any language I've encountered so far."

Zenomir became excited, and carefully took the note with the Lich Song from Zorian's hand. In less than a second, his eyes widened.

"Where did you get this?" He asked softly.

"I was attacked by someone not too long ago. They used the spell of that carol. I just want to know what it does. ”

Zenomir took a deep breath and leaned back. "You're lucky that it didn't hit. It's some kind of soul magic. ”

"Soul magic?"

"Necromancy," Zenomir clarified.

Zorian blinked. Necromancy? But what does necromancy have to do with time travel? Nothing. This almost definitively confirms that Zach is the main reason he is in trouble.

"So, wait, what language is that?" Zorian asked.

"Huh? Oh! Yes, this language...... It is the ancient Mazara language that was spoken by many cultures that shared the continent of Miasina with the Icosian people before their rise. Many of the ruins of Kos were written in this language, and sadly, many of the darkest rituals and necromantic spells were enacted in this language. You won't find any books about it.

But let's return to the question of this attacker. This is the darkest magic they use, and if they use such magic on the academy students, they are too vicious. ”

Zorian decided not to mention time travel and decided to make something up. He told Zenomir that he had overheard plans to invade the city during the summer festival. At first, he thought it was some kind of prank, but when the two cloaked men noticed that he was eavesdropping and started throwing spells at him that he didn't recognize, he became worried. Zenomir's attitude towards him was much more serious than Zorian had imagined and told him to go home and leave everything to him from now on.

Hehe. It went surprisingly well - at least Zenomir didn't drag him to the police station, he was pacing nervously around the room, unable to sleep, smart or not, things were done, and now the only thing he could do was wait,

There was a knock on the door, strong and confident, but only for a second or two—completely different from anyone he knew.

"Future!" Zorian shouted.

Zorian stared blankly at the sword sticking out of his chest, and opened his mouth to let out a silent scream. He had barely had time to look at the attacker—a short man in loose black clothes and a white mask—before the blade was painfully pulled out of his body and immediately plunged into his chest again. Over and over......

When darkness consumed his vision, he was actually glad that he was dying. It hurts to be stabbed repeatedly in the chest. Pain!

。。。。 Five......

Zorian's eyes snapped open, and a sharp pain came from his abdomen. His whole body convulsed, and he resisted the object that had fallen on him, and suddenly he was completely awake, and there was no trace of sleepiness in his mind. Haha.

"Okay——!"

El's words were interrupted, and Zorian jerked to his feet, his eyes wide and panting in horror. He was killed! They killed him! He told someone about the attack, and he was killed that night! How did they find out so quickly!? Zenomir was involved in the attack or were they well informed!?

"Nightmares?" My sister asked.

Zorian took a deep breath, ignoring the phantom pain in his chest. "Yes. An absolute nightmare. ”

Zorian knew he should focus on what Ilsa was saying, but his brain would never stop thinking about what was going on. In retrospect, he shouldn't have been so surprised by this particular turn of events - an invasion of this magnitude would not have been possible to keep secret without some powerful internal help, so of course they would have found out that someone was alerting them!

7 This was the second time he died, and he had experienced only three times this month. He looked like he was going to die. Didn't Zach say that if he didn't act, he would always be blown up in the initial shelling?

He returns to the real world when he realizes that Ilsa has stopped talking and is looking at him intently. He looked at her with inquiring eyes.

"Are you okay?" She asked, and Zorian noticed that she was looking at his hands. Why would she-

Oh.

His hands were shaking. He rubbed his hands together and clenched them into fists to regain control of them.

"Not exactly," Zorian admitted. "But I will. You don't have to worry about this. ”

She stared at him for another second, then nodded.

"Good," she said. "Do you want me to teleport you to the Academy? I can't imagine that riding the train in you would be pleasant. ”

Zorian blinked, such an offer was a godsend at the time, but ...... Why?

"I don't want to inconvenience you......" he tried.

"Don't worry, I'm going to go there anyway," she said. "Coming to you so late deprives you of the choice of your mentor, that's the least I can do."

Well, that's what it is. Xvim is indeed a terrible, useless mentor.

He was actually a little excited, because he had never teleported. He would have been more excited, but the memory of being stabbed to death was still disturbing and dampened his enthusiasm a little.

"Ready?" She asked.

He nodded.

"Don't worry." Ilsa said. "You can't be trapped inside a solid object - this spell is not like this - if something goes wrong, I will know immediately and disintegrate the spell before dimensional ripples tear us apart."

Ilsa began to chant, and Zorian stood up straighter, not wanting to miss -

The world rippled, and then changed. Suddenly, they were all standing in a well-lit circular room, and the marble floor on which they were standing was carved with a huge magic circle. No disorientation, no flashes of color, nothing - almost disappointing. He studied the room they were in more closely, trying to understand where they were.

"This is the teleportation redirect point," Ilsa said. "For security reasons, the academy ward diverts all incoming teleportation to this place."

She looked at him with a sharp gaze. "Teleporting to a protected space is just one of the many dangers of the spell. Don't try it yourself. ”

"Uh...... I'm pretty sure the teleportation is well above my access level," Zorian noted.

She shrugged. "Some students are able to reconstruct a spell after seeing it once. Once you're familiar with slogans and gestures, 80% of the work is already done for you. ”

"Would you mind casting this spell one more time?" He asked innocently. "Purely for academic purposes, you see......"

She chuckled. "Nope. If that makes you feel better, I doubt you have enough mana reserves to cast this spell, even once. ”

"I can get used to this kind of travel." Zorian muttered to himself as he opened the door to his room, relieved, and threw his luggage to the floor. “

In fact, everything he knew about magic told him that it couldn't be true - no matter what spell was cast on him, the mana would be exhausted at some point, and then there would be no restart, no second chance...... There was no return. Death. He must treat every restart as if it were the last, because it may well be the last.

Although he had to admit that it ended with him being stabbed to death, the previous reboot wasn't a complete disaster - at least he'd almost confirmed that it was Zach and not the Lich who caused it all. Rather than researching unknown languages and time travel, it might be wiser to find out where Zach disappears each time.

But not yet. After his resurrection from the dead, he should take a break.

。。。。。 Six.....

Zach is the sole heir. Still members of the family, the rest of his family were killed in the war of secession. Zach will inherit a vast financial empire and a legacy of generations of mages as an adult, and everything about him has received a lot of attention. Therefore, his disappearance is a big deal, and many people want to know where he went. Zorian is just one of them,

A month has passed, and nothing has come of it. When the summer festival arrived, Zorian boarded the train from Kooria again, and as the night wore on, he was awake and alert. This time he brought a pocket watch, glanced at it from time to time, and silently prayed in his heart that he would not start over, but wondered when he had been thrown back, just in case. Sure enough, his prayers went unanswered. Around two o'clock in the night, he passed out and woke up to find Ki

I lay on top of him and said good morning to him.

It took him 4 more restarts before he accepted the truth of his predicament: he was stuck in some kind of time loop, painful!

Yes, it's pretty boring, but what if this particular reboot is the one it ends? On the reboot, the consequences of his choice don't magically disappear at two midnight on the night of the festival (he checked, yes, consistent across all 4 reboots).

Enough - he couldn't go on like this, and the month was even boring. The first time, he's already experienced it eight times. So far, he has become familiar with the first month's course, with perfect grades in all subjects, even the ward. He found that his abilities were notorious, and his grades were consistently good, so it wouldn't be surprising if he did well in all his exams, or effortlessly cast the perfect magic missile in his first combat magic lesson. This is to be expected.

Akoja has become even more annoying now because she has apparently found like-minded people, always insisting that they check their work and ask him for help whenever she doesn't understand something.

Xvim believes that his excellent results show that he deserves a higher standard. As a result, instead of claiming that he was good enough to do anything else, he went back to his regular suspension exercises. Honestly, Zo

There is no doubt that he is just making a few small changes on the basis of the basic three to practice.

All in all, it would be impossible to go through another boring month like this. This time he took different electives—astronomy, architecture, and global mana flow geography—and he fully wanted to bring his academic performance back to normal so that Xvim and Akoja could maintain their normal, more tolerable selves.

He also intends to skip some time-consuming assignments and focus on personal studies, and he will spend a considerable portion of his savings on alchemy supplies. If this reboot is the last, he will be severely inconvenienced, but it will not be the end of the world, and he suspects that the chaos after the invasion will render many fears meaningless.

When he walked into the prayer classroom on the first day of school, he realized that his plans had to be adjusted.

Zach is finally back in class.