Limit Breaking Genius Mage Chapter 11

Episode 11 Banquet

Each type of magic has its own set limits.

For example, the 2nd tier <Multiple Flame Arrows>. This magic shoots out a minimum of 2 and a maximum of 5 fire arrows, but no matter how much magic power you put into it, you cannot create more than 5 arrows. If you exceed the limit, the magic itself will disappear.

That was the law of magic.

From that perspective, the 3rd level <Terrain Manipulation> can be seen as a special magic.

There are no set limits, so theoretically, it was announced at the Magic Tower that if you have enough magic power, you can even move huge mountains.

However, there is no wizard who uses this magic as his main skill.

The reason was efficiency. The magical power consumption was extremely high compared to its power, to the point where it was thought that it would be much better to use a second-tier magic that was one level lower than this.

There Verden thought.

'So, does that mean that if you have a huge amount of magical power that ignores efficiency, you can produce power higher than the 3rd tier?'

Reverse thinking.

This was the result of that thinking.

Kukukukukuku… … !

The ground began to shake slowly, and the surrounding trees shook violently. The staggering soldiers barely managed to keep their balance by stabbing their spears into the ground.

“Hey, what’s that all of a sudden?! Is it an earthquake?”

“Shouldn’t I run away?”

“It’s Asher’s magic! Don’t waver and stay in place!”

Enoch calmed the soldiers.

But he was also inwardly confused. Since he didn't know much about magic, he couldn't figure out what Verden was trying to do.

At that moment.

Damn it!

The dirt splashed up and a circular crack appeared on the ground.

The gap right in front of the soldiers' feet. The ground outside of it, where the Ainz race was standing, began to move.

In the process, several goblins were crushed to death by the orcs, and those scattered everywhere quickly gathered at the location where the clown orcs were.

'Is this how much horsepower is consumed? The efficiency itself is definitely not that great.'

But that's okay.

A vast amount of magical power was pulsating in Verden's heart. The magical power that raced through the magical circuit was transformed into attributes.

<Fireball>

Kwakwakwang!

The blazing orb exploded, engulfing the area surrounding the clown orc. Verden didn't stop there, and continued to fire fireballs.

[Ghhhhhhh!]

[Keeeeeeeek!]

Dozens of figures collapsed in the flames.

This reduced most of the Ainzar to ashes, but as expected, it could not kill the clown orc. It walked forward, munching on the corpses around it.

He showed off his strength with a smirk, as if nothing could stop him.

Not knowing that that was Verden's plan.

[Grrrrrrrrrrrr!]

The bastard charged, his voice shaking the ground.

Even from a distance, the weight could be felt, but Verden did not move from his place.

<Wave>

A raging wave quelled the flames and swept away the vast orc.

The steam obscured his vision and made him and his surroundings damp. The perfect environment for linking attributes.

A cool chill formed at the tip of the cane.

<Multiple Ice Arrows>

<Winter Blast>

The surviving Ainz races were frozen in place. The body of the clown orc that had been charging at the very front was the same.

Even if you don't feel any pain, the loss of function due to frostbite is inevitable. The monster, feeling its body become dull, screamed and stretched out its arms to Verden.

It was just within touching distance.

“Mr. Asher!”

However, Enoch's worries were in vain, as Verden's movements were not like those of an ordinary wizard.

He dug into the inside of the arm in reverse, grabbed the back of the clown orc, and quickly kicked the ground to gain some distance.

Leaving a sphere of frost behind his back.

<Frozen Orb>

A continuous range magic of the freezing series.

The cold air emanating from the sphere swirled around.

[That… … Uh… … !]

The skin of the clown orc who was directly exposed to magic turned blue.

My body was slowly hardening. I still felt no pain, but my instincts were ringing an alarm. I was about to leave the place in a hurry.

Dirt rose up from the floor.

<Terrain Manipulation>

Quagwagwa!

A huge dome covered the area. The amount of magical power consumed was more than a normal 3rd tier wizard could even imagine, but Verden had plenty of power left.

Then, part of the dome collapsed and a hand popped out.

[… … !]

It was a clown orc.

The smile that had been on his face until just now had long since disappeared. His respiratory system was frozen, and he couldn't even scream properly.

It tried to break its own frozen body and regenerate, but it was not able to obtain sufficient nutrition even by eating the charred corpses of the Ainzoid.

I have to get out somehow.

Desperate to survive, the clown orc yearned for hope. Its head, peeking out of a crevice, met Verden's.

“Is it not frozen yet?”

Then I have to go back in.

Once again, the rising earth covered the dome greatly.

Boom! Boom! A vibration felt from inside. The bastard's fingers emerged from a small gap. The knights immediately aimed for the tip of their swords, but the movement of the clown orc ended there.

… … Silence flows.

Enoch asked Verden without letting his guard down.

“Dead… are you scared?”

“He died.”

I was sure.

After waiting for a moment, the soil was returned to its original state. A clown orc appeared, even his breath frozen.

“……It’s as if you’re alive.”

With Verden's consent, Enoch slit the Jester Orc's wrist.

The severed part was shattered into pieces. Not a single drop of blood flowed from the red section. Judging from the fact that there was still no reaction, it was certain that he was dead.

Situation ended.

As Enoch put away his sword, sighs of relief could be heard from those around him.

* * *

The wounded were transported using the robbers' wagon.

Although Jerez's injuries were the most severe, he was not seriously injured as his vital blood vessels or nerves were intact. As a result, there were no fatalities.

“Even knights can easily kill an orc that is difficult to defeat. Was that Asher? You would call someone like that a genius, right?”

“Of course. A genius wizard at such a young age. And his face too… What the hell, is this a country? How can this be so unfair?”

“You idiot! Lower your voice! Haven’t you ever heard of a guy who messed with a wizard and got killed?”

Shock, fear, jealousy, admiration, etc.

Although unfamiliar eyes were focused on Verden, he didn't feel bad. All of these were emotions he had never felt when he was at the bottom of the tower.

Enoch came and thanked Verden.

“If it weren’t for Asher, I would have suffered irreparable damage. How can I repay you for this…….”

“You don’t have to worry about it. It’s an extension of the request you were given.”

It wasn't particularly dangerous or difficult, at least for Verden.

Because Verden had an overwhelming advantage in the matchup against the Clown Orc.

“Even so, it doesn’t change the fact that I owe you my life. I will tell the Lord about Asher’s accomplishments and take care of you so that you won’t be disappointed. If it’s not enough, I will pay for it with my own money. Isn’t that right, Patrick?”

“I have to somehow convince the lord so that it is not lacking.”

The afterglow of the battle subsided as they exchanged jokes.

Meanwhile, soldiers loaded two corpses, presumed to be the leaders of a bandit gang, onto horses. The surviving bandits were led by horses, their hands tied with ropes.

No matter how much I heard about the villagers, I think they plan to treat me as a criminal until the facts are known.

Since we've collected the relics of the adventurers that the Ainzong had captured, all we have to do is take care of the corpses nearby.

This was done by Verden himself.

The bandits' stronghold was completely destroyed with magic, and the terrain was manipulated to move the corpses and traces underground, creating a clean open space.

'No, is it a grave?'

anyway.

All that remained on the tomb was the frozen corpse of the clown orc.

This unusual monster that slaughtered adventurers was left behind because it could be brought to the Adventurer's Guild for a huge reward.

'Aside from that, I have another question.'

So they deliberately froze him to death.

<Psychokinesis>

The clown orc rose up with a thud.

Enoch asked in surprise.

“Do you plan on taking that? I’ll have the soldiers bring it to you tomorrow morning…….”

“It’s okay. I’m going anyway.”

"her……."

Are you saying that you still have magical power even after using that much magic?

Even though I didn't know much about wizards, it was clear that Verden was far from ordinary.

The sunset is almost over and night is coming.

Instead of a torch, a magical candle illuminated the surroundings. It was only at midnight that I returned to the lord's castle.

In this way, Verden's first raid on bandits ended successfully.

* * *

Verden exhaled and concentrated.

A different amount of horsepower flows through the circuit than a few days ago.

The third level, which many wizards have reached but never managed to overcome. To have achieved it at the age of just 25 is tantamount to entering the ranks of a true genius.

Besides, Verden's body is special.

A magical circuit that is not limited by attributes, even though it is a magician who handles the elements. There are almost no beings in this world who are born with such a circuit.

Magical power overflowing in the palm of his hand. If Verden had the will, he could change into any attribute.

'Fortunately, there is nothing wrong with the magic I remember.'

The magic numbers for tier 3 are huge.

Even if you only consider the elemental series, if you start from the small ones, it will easily surpass three digits. They were all engraved in Verden's mind. It was also the aftermath of the magic tower's experiment.

Slowly recovered the magical power that had filled the circuit.

Just then someone knocked on the door.

“Lord Asher! This is Conrad. The banquet is almost over. Would you like to come with me?”

“I'll be leaving soon.”

I opened my closet and took out some pretty fancy clothes.

It was a gift that Conrad had sent through his servant this morning. The deep blue color matched Verden's eyes well.

When we arrived at the banquet hall with Conrad, the soldiers were happily feasting. Lord Pythe, who was facing the knight, turned his gaze in this direction.

“Ah! Come on, Asher. Come, sit down and have some wine first. It’s not too strong, so it’ll be just the thing to whet your appetite.”

Berden, who was caught in the lord's hand, took a sip of alcohol without knowing what was going on.

'It's sour. And the alcohol content is not high.'

But why are you being so friendly?

The fact that he suddenly decided to hold a banquet yesterday was also a bit too much. The slightly drunk Yeongju looked noticeably happy.

“I’m talking about the bandits we subdued three days ago. Weren’t they quite strong for a bandit group?”

“……He’s very different from the thieves I know.”

A pair of swordsmen with powers comparable to those of a third-tier wizard and knight, both of whom are highly regarded in society.

If you have that level of skill, you should be able to make a living without having to resort to theft.

When I thought about it that way, it was definitely strange.

The lord took out two old pieces of paper from his bosom and showed them to Verden.

A wanted poster. The faces of the two thieves seen earlier are drawn on it.

Barza and Bilshen.

The bounty for death or capture is 10,000,000 elk.

“They came in about a year or two ago, and these two guys are said to be adventurers. Gold-rank adventurers at that. They killed a fellow adventurer and ran away, and their whereabouts became strange after crossing the kingdom’s border. It seems they formed a bandit group and sneaked into the Baron’s territory.”

Gold (金). This is the fourth rank among the eight adventurer ranks, and can only be obtained with great achievements.

Since such a person became a criminal and ran wild, it is understandable that a bounty of 10 million elk was placed on his head.

'So that's why the lord's expression was bright?'

What would have happened if the magic circle had not been noticed? In extreme cases, if the wizard had just fired magic at the village, it could have caused great damage.

Since that was prevented in advance, it can only be good for the lord.

“Whew, it was good that I hired you. You not only took care of the bandits, but you also took care of the demi-humans who were massacring the adventurers. The Adventurer’s Guild will contact me soon to express their gratitude. It’s almost as if the entire territory is indebted to you.”

'No, I don't think it goes that far.'

It's too much.

Verden denied it, but the drunken lord shook his head firmly.

“Anyway! I plan to release the villagers from the captured bandits and execute the rest of the bandits a few days later. Thanks to that, it ended safely. There were some villagers who were attacked by the bandits, but we held a nice funeral for them……. Ah, the atmosphere has become too dark. Ahem, now! Everyone, raise your glasses!”

As the lord shouted, the soldiers gathered together and raised their glasses.

They mourned the dead villagers and briefly introduced the knights and Verden who had contributed most to the suppression of bandits, and raised their glasses.

“For peace!”

──For!

We all poured ourselves a drink. It felt very unfamiliar, perhaps because the atmosphere was completely different from that of the rooftop bar, but… … it wasn’t bad.

Only then did Verden enjoy the banquet. The lord, Conrad, and even the knights and soldiers shared their feelings while talking about trivial things.

It also became an amusing story that the maid who was carrying food along the way took a liking to Verden.

The banquet was enjoyable.