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“Gasp, gasp.”
Eric climbed the rocky mountain, breathing heavily.
It was easy to find the Magi and Valencianus, thanks to the huge flames that reached the horizon and the acrid smoke that spread like wildfire, threatening to drive away the dawn.
But horses could not climb the rocky mountain, so he got off his horse and ran down the slope on all fours.
'Does Archduke Valencian intend to keep his promise to me, or does he intend to use me to inflict a fatal blow on the Republic? Why doesn't Benoa return immediately?'
Countless questions and the rough road wore Eric down.
As her breath caught in her throat, her beautiful face became distorted, her bright blond hair became soaked with sweat, and large and small cuts began to appear on her fingers and hands.
But Eric didn't stop.
'No matter how expensive, dirty, and deadly peace is, it is better than war.'
'If Archduke Valencian is still on my side and intends to allow our soldiers to withdraw, then he must be spared.'
'Then I have to tell him about the dangers of witch hunters. No matter how powerful a wizard he is, he will be defeated by witch hunters!'
Eric placed his hand on a rock and pulled himself up.
Damn it.
At that moment, a sound that should not have been heard was heard.
Eric slowly raised his head and saw a pair of combat boots right in front of his fingers.
“… … Congressman? What brings you here? This is an operational area.”
He wore light armor under his cloak, was armed with a pike and a crossbow, and wore a black and white emblem.
He was a scout moving with the witch hunters.
Eric took a deep breath.
“Are the witch hunters already there?”
The scout looked at me with a suspicious look.
“As far as I know, you are supposed to be staying at your quarters right now. Do you have His Excellency Benoit’s orders?”
“I am an elected member of the National Assembly. I don’t need any orders to act.”
“I’m sorry, but I’m only following orders.”
The scouts came down from the rock.
At that moment, Eric held the reagent he had kept in his bosom and the piece of wood that had been struck by lightning with his left hand, while reciting a long spell in his mouth.
'hurry.'
“Even the smallest blue spark blinds the eyes of a fool.”
“Congressman?”
“The body dances wildly, teeth clack in reverence.”
“What are you…? No way?!”
The scout's eyes grew wide like bells.
“The sound of tearing cloth and the smell of burning flesh. The touch of electricity.”
Small blue lightning flashed from Eric's right index and middle fingers.
Crackle! Crackle!
“Ahh!”
Eric placed two fingers precisely on the scout's wrist, and the scout sank to the spot, shuddering.
At the same time, Eric's legs also gave out and he stumbled.
“Ugh, ugh.”
The aftereffects of using magic made her heart beat like crazy and she complained of excruciating pain.
It felt like all the energy had been drained from my body.
But he got up and started walking up the mountain.
“If you are betrayed, it is destruction, but if you are not betrayed, it is hope.”
'I am not qualified to risk the fate of my country. But I would risk my life for the sake of 100,000 soldiers and their families.'
* * *
I watched with delight as the fire spread beyond the horizon.
The fire spread, grew bigger and bigger, and finally turned the pitch-black night sky red.
The winter land, filled with only dry grass, gave everything to the greedy flames, burning red and eventually melting away.
Although my body was now impervious to fire, my face still felt hot even at this height due to the intense heat.
In Sereraji, they even used magic to block the heat.
She said, looking me up and down slowly.
“You’ve become so strong that it’s surprising.”
I nodded confidently.
“I tried.”
Sereraji rolled her eyes.
“Did you just try hard?”
I chuckled and shook my head.
“Ah, of course, my innate bloodline was more important. Thanks to the Dragon Blood, I was able to live with Yongchan, and thanks to the fire power filled with Yongchan, I was able to successfully receive the spirit essence, and thanks to that spirit essence, I was able to absorb Kuit Az.”
It was a strength that was obtained with such difficulty and peril.
It was the power to protect Jaylilith, the Empire, and my precious people.
I raised my eloquence while wearing the 'Invisible Hand' gloves.
Saaaaah.
A golden hue rose above the black palm and clumped together like large beads.
The power of the dragon's words moved the mana and sent it to the fire spirits below.
“Karrrrr!”
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“Hahahaha!”
The fire spirits no longer looked like androgynous boys, but rather muscular demons with flaming manes and huge horns.
They ate the mana I sent them and grew even larger, and with just a gesture they created flames around them, surrounding the core of the demonic realm.
The purple-corroded land had long since been purified by fire.
A certain area was intentionally left open because burning all of the eroded land might slow down the rate at which foreign substances emerge.
Again, two more foreign demons crawled out from the fleshy core.
“Woooooo?”
As soon as they crawled out, they opened their mouths wide in confusion, and ran westward, following their compatriots who had gone ahead, avoiding the fiery whips swung by the fire spirits.
“Ah. That guy is a bit big. Sister, hold him.”
A guy with four horns just appeared.
Sereraji nodded and used 'Penetrating Flash'.
Jeeeeing!
As expected, a blue and white beam of light shot out, and a huge foreign object rolled across the floor.
The fire spirit burned the bastard's body, then converted the power he possessed into heat and sent it to me.
I smiled at the feeling of warmth in my heart.
At that moment, Sereraji frowned.
* * *
“Sister. What’s wrong?”
“Little brother. Don’t you feel it? Isn’t Mana strange?”
“What do you mean the mana is weird? Did I use the verb too strongly just now? I only collected mana from the bottom of the mountain.”
“No. You didn’t do it. This is, yes. I learned it.”
There was a considerable amount of anxiety in her eyes.
Her blue and yellow pupils constricted, and her voice trembled.
“Witch hunter.”
“Witch hunter?”
At that moment, I felt a presence behind me.
Sabak, sabak.
It was a faint presence that even a fighter of my caliber could only just now notice.
About thirty paces away, someone was walking out between the short shrubs on the rocky mountain.
“Inquisitor?”
He wore a mask made of iron and a loose-fitting black and white robe.
The black and white robe itself was a familiar object.
The inquisitors who were treated like the hands and feet of Pope Argus wore exactly these robes.
Black or white, guilty or innocent, burn at the stake or acquit.
That was the way of the Inquisitor.
But the Inquisitor never covered his face.
This was because they were people who moved uprightly before God according to church law.
visor!
I immediately pulled out the black robe and blocked Sereraji's path.
“How dare you raise your head in front of me!”
But I didn't think I could call it that.
Even though the other person was clearly in front of me, it felt like a vague illusion I had seen while dozing off.
I couldn't tell if it was real or not.
Even before the return, I had encountered similar people under Justinian.
I didn't know you were from the Republic of Langso.
That's clearly… … .
“Little brother. You are an exile from Mana.”
The exile of mana.
It was a term used to refer to those born with a constitution that absorbs mana.
Although they usually died from weakness at a young age, those who somehow survived boasted the best synergy against wizards.
Because of my constitution, my presence was vague and I couldn't even notice it unless I was really careful.
“What kind of guys are they!”
From below, the shouts of Lord Tentia and the sound of thunder could be heard.
Sabak, sabak.
And then, as if mocking her and me, dozens of witch hunters walked out from between the bushes.
Under the red night sky, only the metal mask illuminated by flames seemed to float.
“Karrrrr… … .”
Below, the fire spirits staggered one by one.
The spirits either reverted to the form of boys or simply burst into flames and disappeared.
A giant foreign object that had just crawled out of the core was glaring at me.
Saaaaa… … .
I drew up the energy of the dragon's words, but there was hardly any mana left around me.
"world."
Not only that, but I suddenly felt lethargic, as if those witch hunters were sucking the mana out of my body.
Sigh.
They pulled out from their bosoms daggers and war hammers with hideous saw blades.
“The wizard kills.”
“They also kill mixed race people.”
“Kill the future invaders who dream alone, the nuisances.”
“This world belongs to humans who are born equal.”
It was a voice filled with bluntness and intense hatred.
It was clear that the hatred was instilled in him through brainwashing from a young age.
I heard Sereraji grind his teeth.
It was a remark that would make her jump out of her sleep and shout out a thunderbolt.
Sereraji trembled all over and vented her anger.
“… … It’s so frustrating. It’s just that I don’t get along with people who talk like that.”
The next moment, dozens of witch hunters rushed toward us all at once.
* * *
Eric barely managed to climb up the rocky mountain.
As the night sky burned red and sweat poured down his body due to the intense heat, something caught his hand.
Clang.
"mask?"
He had blue eyes and a strange look.
The witch hunter only took off his mask at the last moment.
And once the witch hunter takes off his mask, the opposing wizard is guaranteed to die.
That's why, throughout the hundreds of years of history of the Republic of Langso and the Republic, natural born superhumans of mixed races were never able to establish themselves as a noble class.
Eric made his way through the undergrowth, his voice dripping with laughter.
"grandee……!"
He gasped at the sight before his eyes.
“That’s ridiculous.”
Dozens of witch hunters were pushing the white-haired boy archduke and the golden and silver magician of Liaodong in a cone-shaped hat to the cliff.
But instead of dying miserably, the white-haired archduke raised his chin with infinite arrogance and glared at the witch hunter.
Instead, there were about fifteen witch hunters rolling on the floor around the wizard wearing a peaked hat.
“Ugh!”
“Ahhhhh!”
“Crash! Crash!”
They all had their masks removed, and the veins on their faces and hands were bulging out in hideous ways.
At first glance, it looked like dozens of snakes were crawling through the skin.
'What is this-.'
Eric blinked, not understanding the situation.
A dozen witch hunters stomped the ground again.
“Kill the born ones!”
The hunting of half-bloods was the founding ideology of Langsowa.
If those who inherit power through bloodlines solidify themselves as the ruling class, the world will become no different from the terrible rule of other races.
“We will take off for equality for all people with our lives!”
“Humans must be equal!”
Battle hammers swung and daggers swung.
At this, the wizard turned his back on the burning red sky and flashed his golden eyes.
Deep shadows were carved into his backlit face, and red blood was dripping from the palm of his hand holding the staff.
Phage crackle!
A golden aura seemed to ripple around the wizard, then white and blue lightning flashed, and the wizard's long blue hair rose into the sky.
Eric gasped in horror.
'How can I get mana in front of a witch hunter…?'
The next moment, all the witch hunters who had kicked the ground fell to the ground with blood spurting out like a fountain from the seven orifices on their faces.
“Ugh!”
“Kwaaah!”
“Keerruruk!”
They screamed to get up again, but like those who had challenged before, the veins in their bodies began to swell.
A tear of blood flowed from the wizard's blue eye.
Only then did Eric realize what had happened.
'You just… …forced it down? Is that possible?'
In the hundreds of years of history of the Republic of Langso and the Republic, there was no record of a wizard defeating a single witch hunter.
'They say that wizards who have been properly trained in the ivory tower have powers beyond imagination… … but that's-.'
The wizard raised his wand high and swung it down.
earth!
A chain of blue lightning shot out from the yellow jewel, and five witch hunters on one side of the siege were shocked at the same time.
“Ugh!”
The current that penetrated their bodies was absorbed into their bodies instead of flowing out and causing harm.
This was something only the witch hunters, the exiles of Mana, could do.
The wizard wearing a hood gripped his staff even tighter.
Phage crackle!
Veins gushed out on the back of his hands, blue lightning flashed, and the five witch hunters were thrown back like kicked dolls.
Eric looked at Sereraji as if he had lost his mind.
Sereraji muttered quietly, breathing excitedly.
“You’re not the first to stop me. No matter how many times you try to hold me back, my dream will only grow stronger.”