Limit Breaking Genius Mage Chapter 139

Episode 139: An Unexpected Reunion

It was an unexpected reunion.

Why is Butcher Galeaak in Loafra? Maybe it's the same reason as Verden. It wouldn't be strange at all for a platinum-rank adventurer to be interested in the Dark Auction House.

'Moreover, while going on adventures, Gauliak also receives requests from Gray and works there.'

It was the Butcher who introduced Pale to Verden in the first place. Unless he was extremely wasteful, he must have at least several hundred million.

The Gaul approached briskly.

“Hey, I didn’t know you’d suddenly see a familiar face.”

Gallic glanced at Samwell.

Samwell hiccupped slightly, shrugging his shoulders at the eerie gaze.

“Are you a guide? It looks like you just came to Roafra. Are you here to participate in the auction as well?”

“I guess it’s the same for you too.”

“Your rude speech is still the same. By the way, I heard about you. I heard you’re running wild in both the duchy and the kingdom……. Hmm, things have definitely changed since before.”

After subduing the Lamenting Knights, Gaul traveled around and fought many battles.

On the way, they encountered a powerful alien species and suffered fatal injuries, but in the end, it was the Gallic party that won. Through these experiences, they were able to become stronger than before. They also learned new skills.

however.

‘… … What the hell happened to this kid?’

Although Gaul appeared calm on the outside, he was quite perplexed on the inside.

The ash-colored wizard in front of me wasn't the one who had fought fiercely against the Knight of Lamentation. I couldn't tell what he had done wrong, so I couldn't tell his level.

'I've heard rumors about Soul Treeni and the Marquis.'

Well, that was strange from the start.

Even though he is far stronger than other 3rd tier magicians, he is still a 3rd tier magician. With that level of power, he cannot handle the incidents mentioned above.

That means it's 4th tier… … I doubt it, but it could be 5th tier.

'But does that make sense?'

It hasn't even been a year yet.

It was far beyond the standards of Gallic for a wizard to show such a drastic change.

After a moment of silence, Gaul asked, quite directly.

“What rank are you now?”

Verden frowned as if he was looking at a crazy person.

“Don’t you know that it’s rude to ask a wizard about his rank?”

“That’s true. If you’re not going to tell me, then that’s fine.”

Gaulic looked around with a wicked smile.

The eyes of the underworld were focused on him. The conman who had just been blown away was buried in the rubble, motionless.

I guess he didn't die because he roughly controlled his strength.

“……The excitement is ruined. Hey, Asher. Have you eaten?”

“Why do you ask that?”

“Why are you asking? I’m asking because I want to eat. You buy the food.”

Verden made a bewildered expression.

It was a face I hadn't seen in a long time, but I wasn't particularly happy to see him. We weren't even close. There was no reason for me to suddenly ask him to buy me a meal.

Then Gaulic thrust his face in, his blood running wild.

“Hey… Don’t you remember when I introduced you to Pale? I fucking know how much you made at Gray. And you still won’t buy me a meal? Do you have a conscience?”

……surely.

If you think about it, Verden owed something to Gaul.

If I hadn't been introduced to Pale, I would have had a hard time in many ways. My growth would have been slower. It wasn't something I would call a great favor, but it was definitely helpful.

It was understandable that they bought me a meal as an introduction fee. In fact, it was a cheap price.

'It's almost mealtime anyway.'

Verden nodded after thinking about it.

“That’s true too.”

“Still, I admit it. Then follow me. I’ll introduce you to a good restaurant.”

Gaulic turned around.

But the guards guarding the casino were blocking the way with their weapons drawn. The butcher's eyebrows twitched.

“What do you want to do now?”

“I’m sorry, sir, but you have to pay for the repairs before you leave.”

The man who appeared to be the head of security took a step forward.

He was holding a bladeless sword in his hand. Judging from the posture he was holding, he seemed to be used to one-on-one combat.

Gaulic pointed to the unconscious impostor.

“Take that stuff from that swindler. What do you think you’re so confident in if you can’t even control your own hands? If you don’t want to get screwed, then just shut up and get out of the way.”

“I understand your feelings. But even if it is true, there is no clear evidence…….”

Gaulic folded his fingers and swung his arms.

It was a speed that was hard to follow with the eyes. Boom! The person in charge, whose fist had been pierced by the clown without warning, broke through the wall and disappeared into the casino.

It was clear that he had fainted, as no sound was heard.

Gaulic glared at the remaining guards.

“It won’t turn off?”

“Sir, I’m sorry.”

The guards cleared the way.

Gaulic spat on the floor and walked away, followed by Verden. Samwell, the guide, happened to be between the two and joined them at the meal.

As soon as their group left, the commotion died down.

As if they were used to it, the onlookers dispersed and the casino security guards stepped in to clean up the situation. First, they dragged the unconscious conman into the casino.

He was planning to collect the repair costs on behalf of Gaulic, who had blown away the security chief in one fell swoop.

Power is the rule.

This was Loafra.

… … One of the onlookers who still remained looked away.

“Asher… If it’s Asher, then surely….”

The onlookers who heard the name quickly disappeared somewhere.

* * *

In a restaurant filled with soft darkness, Gauliak, Verden, and Samwell sat at a table.

'Why am I here?'

Obviously, we need to guide customers.

Samwell was not oblivious enough to let that thought out, though. He slowly and quietly cut up the delicious food, pretending not to disturb their conversation.

Gulp gulp.

Gaulic poured a whole barrel of whiskey into a wooden goblet the size of his head and downed it in one gulp.

He quenched his thirst by cutting the steak in half and putting it in his mouth, chewing it whole. Only after he had finished three dishes in an instant did he open his mouth.

“Now I finally get some news.”

“…….”

Verden hasn't even had a meal yet.

Seeing such ignorant table manners left him with little appetite. After moistening his throat with wine, he looked at the area around the neck of the Gauliac.

There was no adventurer's plate, only a large scar.

“Have you stopped being an adventurer?”

“Huh? Oh, this. I didn’t quit, but I was disciplined. I was stripped of my adventurer status for a year.”

It's not common for a platinum-level player to receive that level of discipline.

And there was an anecdote where the Butcher beat up a semi-noble knight with his fists and only received a verbal warning. But then he was temporarily stripped of his title.

“I guess I messed with a noble.”

“That’s not it, but the general content is similar. But I’m the one who got hit.”

"……what?"

“You probably know me as Bloodstained Blade Layla. I heard that you and the Soul Tree subjugated a different species.”

Gaulic ordered more wine and continued speaking.

“I ran into Bloodstained Sword by chance at the Adventurer’s Guild around mid-winter last year. He said he was going to upgrade to Mithril and head to the Adventurer’s Guild headquarters overseas. That’s why I said, ‘Let’s have a go at it.’”

The Gauls are strong.

His greatest desire is power itself, and its basis is a passionate fighting spirit. He is a being who enjoys trampling on the strong and rising above them.

Since he was such a Gallic, there was a need to check it out. How big was the gap between him, a platinum-rank adventurer, and a mithril-rank adventurer?

“But do you know what he said? He said it was a waste of time and refused. But I couldn’t back down because of that. I immediately picked up an axe and charged at Bloodstain.”

“Inside the guild?”

“It’s better inside than outside. Since there are only adventurers around, it’s perfect for sword fighting. Well, he responded with a red sword that lives up to its nickname, the Bloody Sword.”

Gaulic stroked the scar on his neck and thought back to your battles.

Bloodstained Blade Leila and Butcher Galearc had different physiques. At least in terms of strength, Galearc clearly had the upper hand.

But she did not miss a single one of Gaulic's axes and slashed them away with her sword.

The blade of the axe that had flowed out shattered the floor, walls, and tables of the Adventurer's Guild. It felt like cutting water.

Gaulic grinned at the swordsmanship and speed that surpassed his expectations and used his skills without hesitation.

Shredding powder.

The axe was swung vertically, aiming for Leila's crown.

It was a blow with such force and sharpness that it seemed like it could even split a huge rock in an instant.

Then, Leila took a deep breath and revealed a blood-red aura.

A red thread fluttered from the tip of Leila's sword, and with a slight breeze, she was soon behind Galliak.

It was a speed that could not be seen even with the Galliak's body vision.

The axe, having lost its target, crashed to the floor. With a loud vibration, the entire floor of the guild split in two, and part of the ceiling collapsed.

At the same time, a red thread settled on the nape of Gaul's neck.

Blood clot.

Choaaaah!

The platinum plate was cut off, and blood was scattered. Gaulic fell to one knee in shock and immediately stopped the bleeding by squeezing the wound with his hand.

Even among platinum-grade adventurers, Gaulic was ranked among the top in terms of skill.

The opponent is a strong player… no, a Mithril-level or higher. Through this clash, it has become clear that he is a skilled player worthy of his reputation.

However, Gaulic has not yet demonstrated his power.

He smiled happily and stood up, holding an axe with a fighting spirit burning inside him.

“Just as I was about to charge in again, the Adventurer’s Guild Master stepped in and stopped the fight. And I was disciplined on the spot. F**k, I didn’t even get to put up a proper fight, and I got disqualified from being an adventurer for a year without even being able to hit him once.”

It was his own fault, but he ended up getting hit by Gaulic.

Moreover, Leila's blood-red aura was so full of life that even with some divine power, the wounds would heal, but the scars would not disappear.

Gallic drank his wine one after another, perhaps because he felt quite sorry.

“From attacking adventurers to destroying guild property. He’s a total lunatic. It’s surprising he wasn’t stripped of his adventurer status.”

“Shut up. That’s why my party decided to disband for a while. We’ve been hunting so hard, I had some complaints with Nerien and God. So I took the opportunity to take a vacation. And now that I’m unemployed, I went to Gray to take on a request… but there was a problem.”

"problem?"

Gaulic opened his eyes wide at Verden's question.

“Some bastard tied the knot with Marquis Ravishun and wiped out Marquis Gardran or something. Because of that, the duchy was turned upside down, Gray was in chaos, and all the requests disappeared. On top of that, that Pale guy went into hiding, saying he wanted to expand his territory a bit.”

“…….”

“Who on earth caused this to happen?”

Verden sipped his wine in silence.

Gaulic, who had vented his complaints, clicked his tongue and leaned back against the chair.

“Well, anyway, that’s why I came to the Kingdom of Estyria. There’s a lot of work here. But I heard your name here too? I heard you dragged the Marquis’s son into a union and made a fuss about it. Do you know that the three princes are deeply involved in the union?”

“…….”

“This kid did it on purpose. Who would call someone crazy when they’re opposing the royal family…….”

Of course there was a reason, but if you look at the results, it was true.

Verden didn't really have anything to say. He just shrugged his shoulders and brushed it off.

That was when.

Boom!

The restaurant door opened violently. A large number of armed men rushed in and took control of the area. The sudden turn of events caused panic among the customers and staff.

Their gazes turned to the table where Verden was.

Gaulic revealed it.

“Ha, I don’t know if he’s that conman from CasinoNonji, but he seems to be here to get revenge or something? It’d be perfect for a quick warm-up during the meal.”

Gaulic, who had put the remaining steak in his mouth, suddenly stood up from his seat.

The tilted chair fell to the floor. Gaulic, who had been chewing meat and lightly pulling his neck muscles, loosened his hands here and there.

It seemed like he would be fighting with his bare hands, without even needing to use an axe.

'I'll figure it out.'

It is, after all, a Gallic affair.

Verden took the cutlery and cut the steak. Samwell, who was next to him, lowered himself under the table and watched the situation. Calm judgment was the virtue of a timid guide.

A man appeared at the entrance of the restaurant.

He was an old man with a lot of white hair and a neat suit. He walked out, tapping his cane on the floor, and spoke softly, looking forward.

“Who is this Asher here?”