Limit Breaking Genius Mage Chapter 82

Episode 82 Final (2)

The final match was on a different level than before.

When Jack swung his sword, a strong wind blew and the sword energy flew away, and Verden responded with various elemental magic that he had never shown before.

A magnificent and powerful sight.

Even though a short period of time had passed, it was still a fierce battle.

Everyone was immersed in the sight of magic and swordsmanship clashing against each other.

Each participant enjoyed the match itself, reacting to the movements of the one they were cheering for. Those who had bets on the match even cheered by shouting.

The king, who was watching the scene, said to Ferd.

“What do you think? What do you think of Asher’s skills?”

“……That’s quite a lot. It seems like there are hidden numbers, but I didn’t expect it to be that much. It seems true that the Soul Tree was subjugated. Above all, it’s impossible to predict what kind of wizard he will become in the future.”

A wizard who does not rely solely on magic, but rather strives in various ways.

It is clearly different from the current generation that values background, such as being from an academy or a university.

“I don’t know what you’re trying to achieve, but it doesn’t seem like your skills were built simply for power and wealth… It’s like seeing an old-time wizard.”

Until just a few decades ago, there were many such boring wizards.

These are the people who have their own dreams and build their own towers one by one. That is why Ferd could not help but have expectations for the future of the wizard Asheran, and as a wizard.

This was especially true in a world where there was a dire lack of people pursuing their dreams, as the hierarchy was measured from a young age and positions were naturally determined accordingly.

“I once had that dream too… but I couldn’t achieve it. That’s such a natural world.”

“So, do you resent the current times?”

“It used to be like that. But isn’t it thanks to that that we are able to serve Your Majesty here?”

Ferd's limit hierarchy is 5th level.

There was a time when I tried so hard to break out of that mold that I forcibly stopped sleeping and stayed up all night for almost two weeks until I fainted.

Sometimes, they even risked their lives by conducting reckless experiments.

But of course, I couldn't escape.

That was the limit. Each person is born with their own vessel. The position of a 5th-tier magician was the limit that was given to Ferd by the heavens.

Eventually I accepted reality and gave up.

However, he did not give up his life as a wizard. Ferd, who had been looking up at the sky, lowered his head and searched for a place where he could be.

What was discovered that way was the newly independent Principality of Riviant.

“Yes, thanks to you, I was able to quickly find stability. It’s been a long time, but those who still remember that scene say they can’t even breathe when they see a wizard.”

“I was a bit excessive back then.”

The resort town of Brienthe, where Perd was very impressive.

Whoever the opponent was, he single-handedly swept away the scum that was sucking people's blood from the back alleys.

Because of that, a lot of dirty blood was spilled, but I didn't care at all because I was able to save innocent blood. In fact, I was proud.

Most of the back alleys were a sea of blood, and many bad rumors were spreading.

Through that process, the current principality was created.

More ideal and more peaceful.

The Prince of Libyan looked at the nobles of his duchy.

A lively appearance that could not be compared to before. Faces that could never be seen in a country like the Kingdom of Estyria.

For the duchy.

The pledge made when we first became independent still holds true 22 years later.

It will be like that in the future too.

I hope it will continue to be like this in the future.

* * *

The match reached a lull for a moment.

Jack's breathing became steeper. His opponent, Verden, was the same.

Jack looked at Verden.

Even though he moved so aggressively while flying, he still had some strength left. It was amazing to think that he had trained himself to this extent as a wizard.

'And above all… … .'

The opponent is not giving it his all. He has not yet shown any magic that can subdue the mutants that are on par with special entities.

Moreover, if it weren't for the limited space of this magic circle, the battle wouldn't have been this close.

The rules and space of the match are in Jack's favor.

However, despite using all his might, he was unable to inflict any significant damage. He was able to rule out any fatal blows, but the same was true for his opponent.

The author was on a different level from the 4th tier magicians he had seen so far.

Hard work and talent. I have never seen a wizard who can match him in either.

There's no use in continuing the match like this.

The match itself may be flashy, but Jack will gradually be pushed back and gradually lose. As a mercenary, he has been through many battles, but such a poor finish does not suit Jack's personality.

I have no intention of wasting any more time.

Jack sharpened his sword.

An ominous aura emanated from it as if this was the end, and something without a clear shape appeared on the sword.

Colorless energy.

It was different from the usual red colored aura.

Verden opened his eyes narrowly.

'Are you planning to end it in one room?'

The sea of hope.

Verden also focused his vast magical power into his staff. Blue currents spread out in all directions. At the same time, a part of the broken ground rose into the air and merged into one.

More than Flame Plague, this is one of the spells that Verden can use only by concentrating his mind.

Hwaaaaah!

The flames and the earth, the huge rock spears glowed red hot, and their heat spread through the atmosphere. Even the magic circle that blocked the inside and outside could not handle the heat, and it escaped outside.

The nobles felt their skin burn for a moment and stepped back in surprise.

“…….”

“…….”

Verden and Jack.

The two faced each other.

It was Verden who took the lead first.

<Lava Strike>

Magic shook the whole area.

Jack's eyes flashed as he endured the heat and pressure coming from the front.

No flash

Kwaaaaang!

The invisible sword energy and magic collided. The aftermath caused a gust of wind to blow, cracking the magic circle that had reached its limit.

“……Repair the magic circle immediately!”

At Ferd's command, the magicians of the royal castle rushed in.

It was a situation where a noble could easily get hurt. He hurriedly created a new magic circle to protect the outer wall of the broken magic circle.

The nobles still couldn't take their eyes off the match, no matter what.

A sight of lava spears and black energy rubbing against each other.

Where on earth can you go to see something like this? I couldn't miss a single moment of it.

At that moment, the black spirit dug into the lava spear created by Verden.

Verden's magic seemed like it would shatter at any moment. I thought this was the end of the game, but that was it.

The lava spear that had swallowed the sword approached Jack.

“……!”

It is unavoidable.

Jack managed to get his sword into the ground and cover his body with the blade.

Kkwaddudduk!

The lava spear hit and swept Jack away. His legs, barely holding on, were left with gashes on the ground, and only after the magic circle was shattered did the magic disappear.

The sizzling earth.

For a moment the nobles thought Jack was dead.

But when the dust settled, Jack was still covered in his black mask, his physical strength having allowed him to take the brunt of the magic.

A red-hot sword.

Jack, who had been standing still, raised his head and raised his sword. His aura was even more intimidating than before. However, the moment he took a step toward Verden, his new form collapsed.

Lake immediately confirmed life or death.

Fortunately, he was breathing normally and his life was not in danger. He wasn't even seriously injured. He just fainted for a moment from the shock he just got.

With this, victory or defeat was decided.

“Winner! Asher!”

When Lake announced the end of the finals, Count Rodenmeyer, who was in the center of the nobles, stood up and applauded. He had a faint smile that seemed genuinely happy, something you don't usually see.

Then the nobles who had bet on Verden applauded. And the nobles who had lost the bet also applauded.

Asher's name echoed throughout the garden.

Verden, who had won the championship, let out a small breath.

'Fortunately, the calculations were not off.'

Earth attribute magic strengthened by a magic book. Since it was much more powerful than the original magic, the power of the fire element had to be lowered.

If the opponent had been an enemy, if Verden had shown his full power, Jack would have been fatally wounded by the heat, even if he did not die instantly.

It was a great result for Verden, as he was able to end it so cleanly.

Lake approached and grabbed Verden's wrist, lifting him up.

As if to confirm to the world that the winner of this agency is Asher.

This is how this year's event came to a close.

* * *

“It was a perfect result.”

Count Rodenmeyer did not praise directly, as if he did not want to show it, but his voice was full of energy like I had never seen before.

Since the grand event ended, the Count has treated Verden to a sumptuous meal and other treats that rival the grand event's banquet.

Without having to go outside, all he had to do was ask the servants to bring anything to Verden's room.

'I wonder what on earth you're getting for doing that, huh?'

Well, we'll find out soon enough.

A few days later, an invitation arrived from the palace.

The content was to receive the agency's reward directly from the king. Verden rode in a carriage with Count Rodenmayr and headed to the palace.

Upon arriving at the main gate of the castle, there was Jack, who had come in second place in the competition, and Count Boldian who had brought him. The same was true for the third place winner.

And there was one count who had nothing to do with the match.

Count Rodenmeyer said.

“His Majesty the King has prepared a total of six rewards, but only four nobles are receiving them? That means that among the three here, there are two who will receive the reward for the competition and the reward for the territory evaluation. If we do well, we may even get the same first place in the competition and the territory evaluation.”

“Huh. Surely that can’t be true. Since the founding of the duchy, there has never been anything like that. Just be satisfied with getting first place in the competition. I will be first place in this territory evaluation. It would be good for your health to let go of your expectations.”

Count Boldian declared.

Although it was painful to lose the championship, I was sure that the reputation of the territory would make up for it. Count Rodenmeyer laughed softly at that confident voice.

“That alone isn’t enough.”

“……Tsk.”

Count Boldian clicked his tongue at the unpleasant laughter.

If Rodenmeyer is revealing his true feelings so openly, it means he has his own convictions.

Furthermore, since he had received information from within the palace that the rewards this year were the largest ever, Count Boldian couldn't help but feel very uncomfortable.

The other nobles ignored the war of nerves between the two nobles.

Interfering with the situation only resulted in sparks flying.

After a while, a man came down from the castle.

An administrative officer working in Wangseong came to see me in person.

“You’ve all been waiting for a long time. Then follow me.”