The Dark Magician Transmigrates After 66666 Years-Novel

He was standing on a hill overlooking the Black Tower.

The black armor, which didn’t allow any light to seep in, took a darker shade in this place dominated by the Black Tower.

The target was in there.

The warrior walked down the hill slowly.

To make a mess in that place and kill its Lord.

That was the order that Ra gave.

“Jamie Welton.”

An ear-piercing voice. His voice sounded like a ghost was speaking. The warrior disappeared, along with a terrifying glow in his eyes.

Sarah was dozing off.

She had been sleeping for a long time without even opening her eyes since losing consciousness.

It was good to sleep in moderation, but she was sleeping too much, and now she still felt drowsy.

“How many hours did I sleep?”

She looked out the window with a drowsy look. And seeing that the sun had risen in the middle, it felt like a day had passed.

Sarah looked around.

It was good to have some sleep, but she wasn’t sure what this place was.

It seemed like her brother had moved her here.

“Wait, what happened yesterday?”

She suddenly lost consciousness and couldn’t even remember what happened.

The last memory she had was of Venus smiling, and nothing came to mind after that.

Sarah was fully awake in bed.

“Hmm?”

She didn’t notice it when she woke up, but she wasn’t wearing her usual clothes. She wore a pink one-piece pajama with flower buds on it.

Sarah’s face turned red.

“W-What is this?!”

What kind of clothes was she even wearing? What pajamas are these?

Could it be that her brother dressed her up in this?

There were a lot of normal things around, so why would her brother…

“Ah…”

Sarah’s irritation calmed down when she thought about something and looked down at her clothes.

Maybe because they were new clothes, the unique smell tickled the tip of her nose.

Thinking back on it, she could see why she had these on.

“To my brother, I am the same kid from three years ago.”

A lot has changed now, but these pajamas were the same pattern that she used to wear a lot when her family had peace.

So, of course, Jamie thought she would like something like this.

When she thought that, she couldn’t be annoyed anymore and just smiled.

“It is pretty.”

She definitely liked this cute thing. However, even if it was cute, she couldn’t use it now.

She had a job to do, and since the job was tough, she went to find something rough and normal.

She realized she could never wear such cute clothes again.

She thought she would have to wear rough boyish clothes while holding the sword, which wouldn’t go dry of blood for the rest of her life.

“A change of mood is nice at times.”

A smile broke out.

She moved like a ballerina. The skirt-style nightgown spread out like an umbrella and began to spin.

It was a game she often used to play when she was a kid.

Her mom would clap her hands, saying her daughter looked great, and her dad would laugh loudly, loving everything. Her brother would tell her to stop because he would get dizzy and feel motion sickness setting in.

‘Now that I think about it, Brother is the most normal of us.’

That thought made her laugh.

“I need to see Brother.”

There were things that she missed, and she wanted to hear what happened yesterday.

Sarah tried to walk out with light steps but hesitated while holding the doorknob.

She lowered her gaze, took a look at her dress, and gently let go of the doorknob.

“Still, this is a bit….”

Sarah quickly changed her clothes.

Jamie was having a busy time.

Immediately after announcing a complete reorganization of the Black Tower, he had a mountain of work to do.

He gritted his teeth and looked at the huge stacked-up papers on the desk.

“I was such an idiot in the past.”

He was so ignorant of how the work was handled. And there weren’t just a couple of things to fix.

This is the reason why people shouldn’t let go of their emotions. No, it was better to be rational in all fields.

The problem was that he only thought of defeating Ra and didn’t bother with others.

At least, it was thanks to this that there were a few people who were good at their work. If not, the entire tower would have to start over.

“This is why I cannot trust the logic of power and forcefully push everything.”

He quickly looked over the papers and stamped them, blaming himself. And frowning, he put the seal down.

“It cannot be like this.”

He planned to declare war, but it looked like he would be taken down first.

Even considering his future plans, it didn’t make sense for him to spend time on so much paperwork.

Jamie raised his mana.

“It is difficult to do things by myself. This is only possible if I am not alone!”

His body glowed, and a bunch of clones that looked just like Jamie were created in front of the desk, and Jamie ordered them.

“From now on, do what I need to do quickly!”

“Yes!”

He already put in the command code for each clone so they would know what to do. The clones moved quickly, and some were stamping the papers while others left the office to do other things.

Some were cleaning, and some were washing the windows.

Wouldn’t it be like killing two birds with one stone?

“I am going to do something now.”

Jamie got up and left the office. Since there were many clones here, there was no need for him to sit in the chair.

It was far better for him to find a way to get stronger. Right now, with his current power, he can’t beat Ra.

‘So I will not feel as hopeless as before.’

He still couldn’t forget that day three years ago. The day Ra first appeared before him.

He couldn’t feel anything from him, to the point where he could feel that he was on a whole different level.

But not now.

‘I am still not as strong as I was before.’

Since he had memories of his days as Diablo, he could guess Ra’s power.

It wasn’t something he couldn’t touch. But the problem was time.

It would take some time to reach that position, and the problem was Ra, whom he had to face.

The key was whether he would wait for Jamie or not. Because he must have noticed Sarah’s presence right away.

After talking with Gaia all this time, he realized how much Ra wanted her.

Since her Apostle Sarah was residing in the Black Tower, Ra would try to kidnap Sarah.

“I should hit him first.”

That was why he had to move. As time goes on, the forces of Ra will pressure the Black Tower even more, and if Jamie’s side backs down, their chances of winning will vanish.

Even if they declared war on their side and attacked first, they would still have the same disadvantages, but it would be better than being cornered.

“Such a tough situation.”

When a short-term power-up was needed…

“What are you worrying about?”

…came Behemoth’s voice right then.

“Lord~”

And then came a black shadow, jumping into his arms. Jamie grabbed Jormungand by the face and threw her aside.

“You are too much! To throw a lady to the side!”

Jamie ignored her and spoke to Behemoth.

“What are you doing here?”

“We haven’t spoken since that day, so I came to see you.”

“Yes.”

“Looking at it again, you seem to be fine.”

Behemoth inspected Jamie in detail and nodded in a relieved voice. Jor seemed to agree with him and spoke in an excited voice.

“As expected, our current Lord is much better! The old Lord was so fickle, made me sad, and didn’t listen to anything this girl said.”

“Girl?”

“I am always a girl in front of my Lord.”

“You’re sick. Stop it with this.”

“What? What was that, you pig?!”

“Enough, enough.”

Jamie split them up before they fought. And these two were the same as before.

Well, it wasn’t like tens of thousands of years had passed. It was just three years, so it wouldn’t make sense if they changed.

It would be right to say that it was their own way of showing affection, but he stopped them because his ears hurt.

“More than that, is that all?”

“That is the most important thing, but if you say it like it’s not a big deal, this girl will be sad.”

“Why do you keep calling yourself a girl?”

“Her lack of affection for three years has been too much, and it seems like her brain has been damaged, Lord.”

“Does this pig want to fight? Do you want to die?”

“Try it then…”

“Let us see now…”

After ten seconds of stopping, they were fighting again. Jamie’s head hurt for a while.

He sighed and looked at the guy who had his back to the wall, staring the other way. It was as if he knew that he was a lone wolf.

Jamie called him.

“Prometheus.”

“…I am back to the way I used to be.”

Prometheus only slightly tilted his head and looked at Jamie.

Seeing that, Jamie frowned and asked the two,

“Why did he end up like that again?”

“I don’t know.”

“I don’t know either. How long will he continue to hold onto shitty things?”

“What shit?!”

At the word ‘shit,’ Prometheus threw a fit.

He cleared his throat and told Jamie.

“I am better than before. The atmosphere is better.”

Jamie just listened to him and then asked again.

“But you, why are you speaking informally?”

“Uh?”

“Why is this brat speaking informally to me?”

Jamie approached him and struck him on the forehead.

Prometheus couldn’t even react properly and went back to feeling the same PTSD as before.

His head was pushed back, and he fell to the ground.

The pain he couldn’t handle was on his forehead.

“Did he eat something wrong for three years? Wasn’t it your belief to speak in a formal tone to someone else? And even if you speak nonsense, you should talk politely!”

It was Jamie who mentioned Prometheus’s honorific habit.

“I-I just wanted to try it.”

After being hit on the forehead, Prometheus was back to his usual nature.

Jamie nodded several times, as if he was satisfied with that.

“You are back to the way you used to be.”

Behemoth and Jor, who were watching from behind, looked at each other and just shrugged.

“State your affiliation.”

The guard at the Black Tower asked the dark-armored warrior standing in front of him.

But there was no answer.

“I will ask again. State your affiliation.”

No answer.

There wasn’t even a movement. He just stood there like a stone.

The guard calmly held his gaze and grabbed the signal on his waist. It was a signal device to notify his colleagues when the situation became difficult to handle.

“This is the last time. State it.”

As the gatekeeper of the Black Tower, the guy was skilled. Even so, he couldn’t stop sweating.

Feeling that his mouth was drying up in fear, he gripped the spear he was holding tighter.

“If you don’t want to answer…”

The gatekeeper pressed the button—no, he was trying to press it.

“…”

His head fell.

The warrior walked past him, not caring about the head rolling near his feet. And a beat later, the body collapsed.

The separated head’s gaze was looking at the warrior who was walking.