As soon as the sandstone god appeared, the dragon pit became noisy out of control.
“Not only elaborately controlling the kinship limit summoning technique, but also adding new power to it?”
“If Rain Ludwig is the pinnacle of mastery simplicity, using only the necessary magic at the right time, Christa Warden is the pinnacle of aristocratic splendor!”
“I thought it was the late Eight Great Schools who would control the magic world of the next era, but I have to think again about where to put this line.”
Such rave reviews didn’t just come from the mages. That Madelia Page also let out an exclamation of admiration.
“The downside of the Sandstone Goddess was that it had many loopholes in its durability as much as its attack was strong… … .”
I found the best rune called Su (溲) and reconstructed it into a completely new magic. That will surely be handed down as a new secret weapon of the Warden family.
“I don’t know the essence of that arrangement unless you’ve dealt with the original sandstone yourself.”
Professor Kyle also smiled.
Since the magic square was composed of dual attributes, the math did not become overly complicated even though a number of runes were included.
“The interaction of runes and magic squares always has a close influence on the formation of magic. And that transformation was born out of a perfect understanding of that interaction.”
Seriously, it gives me goosebumps. It is as the world judges it. This rider has never been and never will be, the golden generation.
‘And the person who helped Christa Warden to grow without being stagnant in her own superiority was the one who shone in front of her… … .’
Professor Kyle’s gaze moved to the black-haired handsome boy looking down at Christa from the stands.
‘It must be you, Lane Ludwig.’
It seems that he now realizes how important the transformation of magic squares according to runes is.
‘Though it only took Turaina a week to realize that.’
how long did it take me
Well, right around the time you were learning the basics of magic?
‘But, well, that’s about it… … I could give it 90 points out of 100.’
Lane Ludwig’s expression, which smiled warmly without even knowing it, cooled down in the next moment.
It smells bloody.
The smell of death approaches.
The owner of the stench came and sat down in the empty seat of Gertrude, who clung to the railing with an excited face and shouted Christa’s name.
“… … .”
I expected it to come, but as expected, seeing that face in real life once again felt like my heart stopped for a moment.
I was sitting in the seat next to me.
That’s what ‘Lynn’ means. To be precise, it would be correct to say that he had the face of ‘Rin’.
“If you make a strange sound, I will kill you right away.”
Saying that, he held out a cloth that was wet with blood. I looked at it in a puzzled way, and then, terribly, hot, empty laughter came out.
It was a silver pocket watch.
In the center, the seal is imprinted.
Proof that the owner of this watch is a battle mage who is said to be the best in the present age.
“Did you kill all the owners of this?”
“It’s embarrassing to ask such an obvious question.”
“Heh.”
Did he think he was trembling with fear? When Lane laughed, Rivardin laughed as if it was funny.
“Yes, it will soon be the same, no, it will only make you laugh.”
“No, it’s nice to see someone like a warlock finally appearing.”
I’d rather have this guy
Rather than a guy like Valencidis who can’t figure out what’s inside.
“Why are you happy?”
“Isn’t there any problem if you feel free to kill me?”
Lane’s eyes lit up coldly, and the tone of what he said sounded like an everyday tone like ‘good morning’ or ‘good night’.
A voice as if dealing with and killing warlocks is no different from everyday life… … .
So for a moment, Ribadin had to raise his eyebrows blankly in bewilderment.
‘If he tried to run away or showed signs of backing down, he tried to drag his family out of the city at least by using them as hostages.’
Is it not a fluke that he killed Riveni? Of course, I could tell from the multiple operations shown on the first day.
“Ha, kid… … He is first-class in his spirit.”
“Well, is it just ambition?”
“Choose where you will die. That insignificant life, let me choose the place to see it at the end.”
It wasn’t like showing mercy. I’m just saying this because Valencidis threatened me so much.
‘All I have to do is lure them out of the city while pretending to match the words like this.’
Then Lane got up from his seat. I wanted to run away, so I tried to grab him by the shoulder, but Lane returned the pocket watches with blood stains on them.
“I like being out of town. A forest without a single person.”
At that, Ribadin was taken aback. Isn’t this the line we should be talking about?
“Because of you guys, I was stuck with the ‘Golden Children’ and the Special Affairs Division.”
“Oh, so?”
“In a situation like this, if I kill you in a place with a lot of people, I won’t be able to get rid of it anymore. I hate complicating matters.”
* * *
The Temple of the Forgotten King.
This place, filled with broken statues of the ancient Albrasm style that induces instinctive fear, is still full of decadent primitive melodies.
The melody was the echo of a dream.
One of the five kings of the abyss, a scream that twists time and space, an echo that slowly cracks in the seal of the queen who walks through time… … .
In the middle of that melody, Tureina was sitting cross-legged.
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Normally, during meditation, she does not listen to the discussions of her disciples except on very important matters.
But this time it was different.
[What you just said, is it true?]
When Number 5 asked in a surprised voice, Number 1’s shadow nodded.
[They have already entered the school. There was no time to stop.]
Then number 5 raised her forehead with a sigh, and number 4 nodded playfully.
[I’m going crazy wanting revenge, what should I do? You two were like siblings. No, are they siblings?]
Both Rivardin and Ribenny were creatures created by Turaina through human transmutation, which was banned by the Light Dragon Orthodox Church and the Magic League.
As they were made from fragments of Archmage Rin, they all had a strikingly identical appearance to Rin.
The fact that his ability was as outstanding as his appearance is not worth explaining. The beginning was the same, but Ribadin, who enjoyed fighting strong opponents, was three times stronger than Liveni.
[Valensidis hyung, did you really enjoy this job?]
Number 7 giggled, and Number 1’s eyes narrowed.
[Does this look interesting now?]
[Ha ha, don’t set me up like that. lets think. It’s definitely an unexpected situation, but things have become much easier for you.]
Valencidis was in a position where Turaina had put so much effort into putting her in the school, so that her true identity should never be discovered until graduation day.
But what about rivardine?
Even if that bastard had an accident, it would be over if Valencidis persisted in ignorance. There will be no human who knows the point of contact between the two.
[Just let Ribadin kill it. How comfortable are you? Ribadin is a mage expert hunter. Are there any wizards who can beat ‘that ability’?]
[I meant to look at the forest, not the trees. What will be the repercussions on the school from the death of Lane Ludwig?]
[School must be a bit noisy. But that’s it. Do we have to cancel the tradition of the graduation ceremony that still has a long way to go?]
[Such a simple story—]
The sound that not only interrupted Valensidis’ speech, but also attracted the attention of all the members, was the sound of a smoke pipe being blown on the floor.
The owner of the sound was Tureina.
This meant that she would make a judgment on the matter herself, so immediately everyone looked at her with silence as if prostrating.
“Let Ribadin run amok. I will punish you later.”
Valensidis’s eyelids closed powerlessly at that decision. If Turaina had made the decision, there would be no time for herself to intervene.
[As you wish… … I will follow.]
If it is true that Lane Ludwig is the dangerous person Millek reported, then it is said that he is the one who defeated Liveni.
Then, only members 1, 2, and 4 can be entrusted with one-on-one assassination.
“If it were another child, I would have ordered them to withdraw or ask Valen to help, but wouldn’t it be okay with that child?”
Soon after, the figures gathered in the temple disappeared one by one.
Seruk.
Squeak.
There was no reversal of Turaina’s decision, and no one had the right to object, so this meeting was over.
“… … .”
Turaina put down the pipe, closed her eyes again, and sat cross-legged.
Even though he is already a master at the peak, the reason he trains his magic every single day like this is because he was taught that way by Rin.
Tureina has never violated Rin’s teachings in her life. Except for one thing, the teaching never to touch black magic.
– The important thing in magic is consistency. always work hard
Things from 300 years ago came to mind. The coldness and weight of the non-stop rain on the day we parted reminded me of it, and chills ran down my spine.
Even though Master had become like that, his colleagues just waited and did nothing.
The other two are ignorant of magic and sorcery, so they are given an indulgence, but Master Friede is so competent… … .
Turaina hadn’t been so ignorant and callous. Instead of just waiting, I desperately found a way.
I’ve lived for 300 years for that one secret wish… … Abyss gave the answer. Soon the end of the long journey that was not in sight comes to an end.
‘We can meet again soon.’
* * *
A disgusting stench wafted from the wind that brushed through the forest.
In the wind, the leaves that had been dyed in the colors of summer instantly turned into fallen leaves and fell helplessly to the ground.
With the fallen leaves between them, the hems of the two masters fluttered quietly. It was Rain who took off the school uniform cloak and threw it into the air first.
“Let me ask you one thing. What are you guys really like?”
As if responding to the murderous spirit, Ribadin threw away the ragged cloak.
“What does the guy who’s about to search for know that?”
“It will depend on the answer. Will I die comfortably, or will I die painfully like that youngster named Riveri?”
In an instant, veins bulged in Ribadin’s forehead. If I hadn’t been convinced that this guy was a master, I would have charged right now and twisted his neck.
“So tell me. Who is the guy who gave you Rin’s face? And what the hell are you guys up to?”
Here, Rivardin was slightly startled, to the point of opening his mouth for a moment.
‘Except for Danwon, no one has ever recognized that I have Rin’s face… … .’
Where did I mostly see this guy? It’s about passing it.
It has to be.
That’s because the face you see at first glance in the statue is all there is to it.
“I’m sorry, but the question is too strange to answer!”
The iron bars hanging from both sides of the waist were assembled into three pieces in an instant. At the same time, magic power exploded around him.
The black magician’s mana that controls the abyss is transformed into poisonous air, and instead of blue, it takes on a dark blue light.
Also, unlike normal magical powers that do not have a significant impact on the natural world except for wind pressure, everything it touches rots and becomes brittle.
“Because no one gave me Rin’s face!”
Now, wherever that magic power swept through, the trees withered and the dew rotted and the stench lingered.
“This body is just the reincarnation of Archmage Rin!”
It was an explosion of miasma that made even the magicians of the Special Operations Division panic for a moment. That chick must have lost his fighting spirit as well, with his head down—
“Puha.”
─They are laughing. Like a mockery, as if it was absurd. Ribadin’s brow narrowed.
“It looks like we’ll be back soon, so have you lost your mind?”
“Sorry, that was too funny. It’s the first time I’ve ever been like this before a fight.”
After clearing his throat a few times, Lane removed the glove from his left hand and threw it away, revealing the palm with the bandage wrapped around it strangely.
“The reincarnation of Rin? Then why, even if I choose the wrong person to touch, I picked the wrong one.”
And from the boy’s body, an inexplicably intense whirlwind of magical power poured out, dispelling the miasma that enveloped the surroundings with a counterwind. with this pun.
“This is Rin Original.”