Limit Breaking Genius Mage Chapter 114

Episode 114 Kalia (2)

Callia de Esperanza.

The Marquis Youngae with crimson hair.

He is one of the beings who inherited the swordsmanship of the Marquis of Esperanza. He is said to have outstanding talent in martial arts, but lacks other talents compared to his brothers.

That's why the resonance is so strong.

They mainly work with their direct knights to subjugate thieves and criminals, as well as subjugate subhumans and alien species with the consent of the adventurer's guild.

Its fame and influence extend far beyond the realm of the realm.

A white sword that you always carry with you.

And because of her crazy action that neither bends nor breaks, she was nicknamed 'Baekgang (白剛)'.

However, because her personality is so stubborn, her critics belittle her as a wanton noblewoman who cannot tell right from wrong.

But the true nature of Kalia is 'prudence'.

She acts with confidence based on information she has personally obtained. This is proven by the fact that she has never once had a result that was disadvantageous to her.

And Kalia's hobby is finding talent.

The criteria for judgment are mainly strength and character.

They periodically hold small competitions and give awards to those who perform well, and they also try to recruit people who they really like.

There is only one reason.

To increase his own power, not as a posthumous author.

She also always enjoys her own course meal at the same restaurant, and her main route is… … .

'That's quite detailed.'

The notepad that Fernet gave me.

It was well organized what Kalia prefers and what kind of personality she has. Thanks to this, I was able to vaguely understand what kind of person the noble Kalia is.

'By the way… … .'

Verden raised his head.

The sight of the sunrise in the distance filled my vision.

'Is it the New Year?'

Berden is currently 26 years old. It doesn't seem like time has passed quickly. He has been so busy with his days.

It's the same now. I don't have the time or the thought to enjoy the New Year like other people. Just looking at the sun for a little while is enough.

Verden reminded himself of his purpose again.

A small competition held by Kalia at the Adventurer's Guild Training Hall to celebrate the new year.

Since it's not a tournament format, but rather a format where Kalia's knights face off against the participants, it's only natural that Kalia will attend.

I thought about it here and there, but the only natural way to approach it was to use the competition.

'Should I just take a look and then decide?'

That came first.

The next day, a huge city appeared in the distance.

* * *

Metropolis Rines.

It was the largest city in the eastern part of the kingdom, and was also a fortress with iron walls that protected the border. When Verden passed through the gate, he could feel the heat from the crowds even in winter.

Perhaps because it's New Year, the atmosphere is almost like a festival.

'Thank goodness you came just in time.'

According to Fernet's notes, today is the third day of the competition.

It's still before noon, so the competition should be in full swing by now.

Verden arrived at the central square of Lines.

I checked the city map there and confirmed the location of the Adventurer's Guild. The destination was the northwest of the city. I headed there and soon arrived at the training ground.

Cheers were heard from inside.

'It's probably the biggest martial arts gym I've ever seen.'

As expected from a large city, the Adventurer's Guild's training grounds were also large in scale.

There were even seats set up for spectators to sit down, almost like a small arena.

Verden went inside and sat in the empty seat.

In the center of the training ground, two people were sparring, but Berden's attention was elsewhere.

'Is that person Kalia?'

A woman sitting in the uppermost section of the audience.

Her appearance was exactly as the information Fernet had given her. She was surrounded by a heavily armed knightly guard.

How to approach.

No, how can I get Kalia's attention?

There is only one way.

Participating in the competition and standing out was the only thing that was certain for now.

At that time, a match ended.

It was a clear victory for the knight. The knight who was officiating shouted.

“Is there no next contestant!”

The voice caused a stir among the people.

Several people seemed to be hesitating whether or not to come forward, as if they did not have the confidence to compete at the level the article presented.

'I guess there's no need to wait.'

Verden stepped forward.

He flew through the air wearing a green robe over his head and landed on the smoke screen. His appearance must have attracted quite a bit of attention, as the audience fell silent.

The knight approached.

“Wizard. Do you know the rules?”

Verden nodded.

There were only two rules: magic was restricted to the lower third level and killing was prohibited.

“Well, I see. Then I expect you to show us a good side.”

The knight stepped back and a wizard with a high-level staff stepped forward.

He is also one of the knights of Kalia. Judging from the magical power he has hidden, he is clearly at least a 4th rank.

The wizard said.

“You didn’t bring any special equipment?”

“I will leave it like this.”

The wizard carries neither a staff nor a wand.

You might have thought he was being ignored, but the wizard seemed used to this, and instead of showing it, he just smiled slightly.

“Let’s keep the situation in our hands.”

As soon as he finished speaking, the knight raised the flag.

The moment the entire training ground became quiet, the flag was lowered and the match began.

The wizard immediately gathered his magical power and formed a spell.

On the other hand, Verden was just watching the wizard. The reason was simple. He had no intention of using magic in the first place.

Magic pressure.

Verden's blue magic took over the stage.

* * *

Kalia, who rested her chin on her left hand, watched the competition quietly.

On the third day before the final day, watching dozens of sparring matches, she felt only one thing.

'It's boring.'

A competition format where knights selected from the Knights of Kalia compete against participants.

If the opponent is a warrior, then a knight.

If the opponent is a wizard, then a wizard.

For safety, he used a bladeless iron sword, and the magic ranks he could use were limited to the lower third.

Perhaps that's why the level of the match didn't suit her.

But there was nothing I could do.

If someone accidentally dies, it will tarnish Kalia's reputation. And if it gets to the Marquis, her father, he may never hold a tournament like this again.

'It's only natural… … but this year is too much.'

The new year, which heralds a new beginning.

Kalia hosted the competition with high hopes, perhaps finding someone to her liking.

Of course, there was no such thing.

There were some skilled players who were worth watching, but they were of no use. Most of them were adventurers who were after the prizes from the competition.

Even though she's Kalia, she wouldn't go so far as to openly steal the guild's adventurers. But aside from the adventurers, there are only a bunch of idiots who are proud of being able to cross swords with knights…

‘At this rate, tomorrow will be a waste of time too.’

Kalia's face turned red with disappointment.

The boredom was so unbearable that I thought it would be more beneficial to just finish the competition and go home and sleep.

Then, someone wearing a green robe turned inside out flew in and landed on the smokescreen.

It's quite an eye-catching appearance.

Kalia raised her eyebrows in interest. She wondered if the match would be as exciting as it appeared.

Of course I didn't expect it.

That moment.

“……!”

An unusual amount of magical power swept through.

'Magic pressure?'

It is a technique to suppress the opponent's momentum with magical power, and its power is proportional to the level of completion of the caster's magical power circuit and the amount of magical power.

It's a feeling that Kalia has experienced many times while subduing countless criminal wizards.

But the current magical power pressure was on a different level than before.

“Ugh……!”

The legs of the wizard who was dealing with him collapsed.

I can't believe a 4th tier wizard would have such a hard time.

But what was even stranger was that the spectators watching the competition had no effect at all.

You could tell from the expressions on their faces that they had no idea what was going on.

The magical pressure was directed solely at the area surrounding the wizard and Kalia.

'What an absurd ability to manipulate magic power.'

But why are you targeting me too?

Why?

I don't know.

But thanks to that, the boredom disappeared.

Soon, the magical power that had been weighing on my entire body disappeared.

All that's left are the wizard of Kalia, who is on one knee, sweating profusely, and the wizard in the green robe, who is standing proudly as if nothing happened.

At that moment, the blue eyes hidden inside the robe met Callia's.

"under."

Kalia was convinced.

Clearly, that wizard was a being of extraordinary talent and skill. And he had some business to attend to.

“Captain Vespa.”

“Yes, Lady Kalia.”

Vespa, the commander of the White Knights who were escorting Kalia.

He answered politely, but he was still watching the movements of the unfamiliar wizard. He too felt the oppressive magic.

“Let’s end it here for today. There doesn’t seem to be anything more to see.”

Kalia's crimson eyes shone brightly.

* * *

The competition ended earlier than scheduled.

The audience, although disappointed, immediately followed the instructions and left. No one asked why, since nobles literally lived completely different lives from commoners.

But it was okay because there was still tomorrow.

And I often had the opportunity to watch the competitions held by Kalia.

After everyone left, Kalia and the knights went down to the training ground.

She smiled as she faced Verden.

“It wasn’t a very good match, but it was the most impressive. By the way, I wish you would show your face soon.”

“Excuse me.”

Verden answered, wetting his robe.

Even Kalia, the daughter of the Marquis, was secretly impressed by her appearance.

“Hoh, a wizard of noble birth? I haven’t seen one in the kingdom, so I guess he comes from a foreign land.”

“I’m sorry, but I’m a commoner.”

“Oh, I’m sorry about that. So are you from Matap?”

“I don’t belong anywhere.”

Those words piqued Callia's interest even more.

He's definitely not an adventurer, seeing as he's not wearing a plate.

However, his appearance and magical power did not match that of a mercenary belonging to a mercenary guild. In any way, he did not look like someone who would survive as a mere mercenary.

'Then are you a wizard working in Gray?'

But I had never heard of a wizard with a face like this.

Maybe he was a recently appeared wizard. The kingdom was so large that it wouldn't have been strange for a strong person to appear anywhere at any time.

And there's one more thing that catches Kalia's eye.

A body so trained that one would not think of him as a wizard. Although he was covered by a robe, it did not deceive her eyes.

'Are you some kind of magician? I don't know what you are, but you are truly a strange magician.'

For what purpose did he attract Kalia's attention?

She was so curious that it was hard to hold back. It was dangerous to approach a stranger, but it seemed like this thirst would not go away unless she at least tried to talk to him.

“What is your name?”

“This is Asher.”

“Ashera. That name suits your hair color.”

Kalia turned her back.

“I am Callia de Esperanza. I don’t know what purpose you have intrigued me for, but I will be happy to meet you. Since it is lunchtime, we can have a meal together.”

Kalia left the training ground with the knights.

As I heard, he seems to have a strong will to take action. Even though he knew that Verden had approached him intentionally, he readily invited him to dinner.

Perhaps it was because she was confident in her own strength and the power of the Knights. Even if they were assassins, she could deal with them.

'Anyway, you're lucky.'

This unties the first knot.