Limit Breaking Genius Mage Chapter 190

Episode 190 Learning (2)

Verden had a request for Fernet.

But it wasn't so urgent that we couldn't even have a quick conversation. Besides, Gelton wasn't just a customer, he was also a client.

Verden, who had changed his priorities, sat down with Gelton.

“I heard you received a request for assistance from the Adventurer’s Guild. Did you handle it well?”

“Oh, I’m sorry I left without telling you then. I heard that the situation was so urgent because of the undead, so I went straight to the south. Then I met up with my comrades at the gathering place.”

Adventurer's Party Manha.

They were platinum-grade as individuals, and mithril-grade as a party. They were strong enough to be the backbone of large-scale subjugation.

Verden looked at Gelton.

The once clean equipment was now scattered all over the place.

“It seems like the situation was very serious.”

“Yes, this was our first time experiencing a subjugation of this scale… and the surrounding situation was particularly dire.”

Disorderly exodus, fugitive lords, and crimes occurring.

Thousands of undead legions spawn corpses, and corpses affected by the aura of death are resurrected as undead.

At its worst, the estimated number of undead was as high as 7,000.

“Fortunately, they weren’t all gathered together, so we were able to attempt to defeat them individually. High-ranking adventurers, including us, took on the role of leaders for each group, but… there was one adventurer who was special.”

“An extraordinary adventurer?”

“Was this man a butcher? He was a man who was temporarily stripped of his adventurer status after receiving disciplinary action, but the situation was so dire that the guild decided to have him participate in the expedition. But he said he would not form a group and would move alone, so what happened?”

Of course, the guild refused.

Because I couldn't easily risk platinum-grade power.

“Then he ran out, saying that he didn’t have to die, without any time to stop him. I thought he was a truly absurd person… but the real story was what happened next.”

“Did you charge straight into a horde of undead all by yourself?”

“Huh. How about that…….”

Butcher Gaulic.

That battle maniac was bound to be like that. He would be swinging the weapon he got from the auction house around and laughing heartily.

Of course, you also get the reward for the subjugation.

“Do you know anyone?”

Verden shrugged.

“I’ve only heard the name.”

“Ah, I see. Ahem, anyway, thanks to the efforts of those people, the subjugation ended successfully. Now, all we have to do is deal with the scattered remnants of the undead, so most of the adventurers of gold rank or higher have withdrawn.”

The damage was great, but we overcame a major crisis.

The rest will be taken care of by the lower level adventurers. It may not be of much benefit to the higher level adventurers, but it will be a great achievement and money for them.

It was a reasonable concession as an industry professional.

“Oh right, and what else happened was……”

Gelton continued speaking.

I did my best to make the story interesting. Verden responded appropriately each time.

But this is not a drinking party.

It is especially not a place to share memories and become friends.

This is just a process.

Gelton was gathering his strength again as he poured out the things that had happened. Verden already knew this, so he didn't rush him.

It was around that time that Gelton's throat began to become hoarse.

“Are you ready now?”

Gelton suddenly stopped moving.

Silence fell as the chatter in the tavern died down.

The gaze slowly descended.

Gelton, his clasped hands resting on the table, spoke quietly.

“I’ve been thinking a lot lately… about who I am and what my dreams are.”

There may be moments of pain, but there is no great difficulty. That was Gelton's life.

I was confident that no matter where I settled, I would have no difficulties. That confidence was always backed up by my background as a Gentir Matap.

He had no doubt that one day he would become the mainstay of the Magic Tower.

But then I hit a wall for the first time.

I was embarrassed.

I was afraid that I would fail and fall apart like everyone else.

After much thought, I left the magic tower and entered the path of an adventurer.

I met my colleagues and went on expeditions together, and before I knew it, I had reached a high rank. It was hard and fun. I also became stronger through going through all kinds of hardships.

One is finally in place.

Growth has been very slow, and the light of the fifth tier is still not visible. Although I was fortunate enough to meet a genius wizard and receive teachings, it is a thorny path I have never experienced before.

Breaking the mold… … .

As a wizard, I couldn't stand the thought of the tower I had built collapsing. I got drunk, avoided normal thinking, and let the physical pain distract me.

Running away was easy.

And I met my colleagues.

“Scald, Vermin, Rubina, Kedian… They were the same as the last time I saw them. Just like I hired Asher to fill my empty spot, I’ve always hired other wizards to do favors.”

It was as usual.

Even without Gelton, they were adventurers.

“Suddenly, I had a thought. Even if I were to disappear without a trace, this world would definitely be the same. Then what would be the value of my existence… No, was there ever such a thing as value in the first place? Was my life meaningless? Will it continue to be so?”

Gelton chuckled.

“My head was so complicated that I couldn’t even speak properly. I couldn’t even properly greet my colleagues whom I hadn’t seen in a long time. At that moment, Skald approached me as I was standing there blankly. I thought he was going to tell me that he was going to kick me out of the party. That’s because I hadn’t done anything right.”

however.

“He suddenly put his arm around my shoulder and said, ‘The five of us need to get together to form an adventurer’s party!’”

A strong leader, Skald.

Vermin, the playful warrior.

Rubina, the rough but warm-hearted archer.

Kedian, the priest who is always a gentle mediator.

And when it comes to doing it, even the wizard who does it, Gelton, does it.

Despite the many nuisances he caused, they always regarded him as a colleague.

Only then did Gelton realize.

That this was his place. And that it was his dream to go on adventures with his companions as a wizard.

“So I decided.”

Gelton clenched his hands.

“I…… will abandon the magic tower.”

I will throw away all the common sense, knowledge, pride, stubbornness, and even the small sense of superiority that I have accumulated on the rooftop.

Whether I make it over the wall or not, I will not return to the Zentir Tower.

I will just live as an adventurer.

As a wizard who purely pursues magic and protects his comrades.

This was Gelton's determination.

“Asher, I would like to receive your teachings again.”

Gelton bowed his head politely.

A wizard who abandoned the great background of the Magic Tower in order to move forward. He had no shame in his attitude toward younger wizards.

Berden, who had been staring blankly at the sight, opened his mouth.

“It will be painful.”

“I told you before that I would do anything.”

“It might fail.”

“I will not collapse.”

There was no wavering in Gelton's voice.

Yes, he has already broken the mold.

So now it was time to create a new framework, a role that was entirely up to Verden.

“I will wait for you at the entrance to Sloan Forest tomorrow morning.”

It's neither the guild training ground nor Fernet's tavern.

It's a new place.

That meant a different teaching than before.

Gelton, who had been wearing a serious expression, soon smiled.

“See you tomorrow.”

Gelton left the tavern.

The shoulders that had been slumped for so long had strength in them at some point.

'A wizard who abandoned the magic tower.'

I never thought you would be so prepared.

It was my first time seeing it, so it couldn't help but be impressive. Of course, it was far less impressive than my title as the magician who destroyed the magic tower.

Squeak.

At that moment, the inner door of the tavern opened.

Ferné poked his head out along with the spirit.

“Have you finished talking?”

It's over.

Now it was time to have another conversation.

* * *

“It seems that you came back safely, so I guess the infiltration mission was successful.”

"of course."

I prepared, but I also had some luck.

If I hadn't found any traces in the dungeon, I wouldn't have been able to complete it so smoothly.

“What happened over there?”

“I’m the same way. The mercenary leader Gaul, the crazy drug dealer Tolab, the giant Dario, Madame Nellita, and the other missing people… they’re all big-time villains, so I was nervous, but my informants and the Marquis worked together quite well. Except for Wintert, the tracking and surveillance were perfect. Almost.”

"almost?"

“There’s one thing I missed. Jarolf, a leader of the Gaelic mercenary corps, disappeared with about twenty mercenaries… and I have no idea where they went. Did they rise into the sky or sink into the ground….”

“It’s probably closer to the latter.”

“Huh? How do you know that?”

“Because I did it.”

“…….”

Ferné was speechless for a moment.

I felt a chill for a moment, but I was used to it. No, it was more like a medicine. If it was the usual him, it wouldn't have been strange at all if he had killed Gaul instead of Jarolf.

“Thank goodness. It wasn’t that he missed, but that he died. Thanks to that, I can say that this request was perfect. Then to the Marquis…….”

“You don’t have to say anything. Cland was watching and would have relayed it to you.”

“Then I can just stay here and drink coffee?”

Fernet took a sip of the coffee in his cup.

The ice in it made my lips feel cold. It was a drink perfect for the weather now that we're entering summer.

But it wasn't to Verden's taste.

“I’m sorry to ask you a favor while you’re enjoying your break.”

“What information do you want?”

“I need to find a capable magic stone craftsman.”

The elf recovery magic circle that Verden envisioned has a very complex structure.

As usual, simply creating a magic circle with magic power is not enough.

Accuracy must be mechanical, and it must be systematic enough to deal with errors immediately. That's where the magic stone comes in.

Magic stones are nothing more than ores made of magical energy.

Its uses are spread throughout society, and if refined, its uses are expanded even further. For example, it can be used to link multiple magic circles, such as the engine of an aircraft.

Fernet tapped his coffee cup, lost in thought.

“Well, I have a few candidates in mind, but I’m not sure. I’ll look into it and let you know once I’ve decided.”

“There’s no need to rush. It’ll take some time to create the blueprint.”

It's not just about designing, it's about going through detailed verification to catch even the smallest errors. Most of the process will be done in your head.

'Fortunately, it doesn't require any special performance.'

Even so, it will take several days.

It will take about a week at most.

“Will you meet the craftsman in person?”

“No, a proxy is enough.”

“Okay, I’ll get it set up so I can get to work on it right away, so when you’re ready, just hand me the blueprints.”

“Yes, I will send the processing cost at that time.”

With this, the magic stone crafting issue has been resolved.

Since Fernet is in charge, he will naturally select a proper craftsman.

Then here's the next one.

“Blue, I have something to tell you.”

Shiny?

The spirit flickered slightly.

There was fear, curiosity, and questioning in those feelings, for this was the first time that Verden had any business with the spirit.

Fernet also listened with interest to the unusual event.

Verden thought for a moment.

I wonder if Fernet should listen to what I'm saying now.

'It doesn't matter.'

There is no reason for information to leak out.

There was no need to hide it since we had already been on the same boat for a long time since we had joined the latter's request.

Verden looked straight at Blue.

The identity of the 'Guardian Elf' discovered from Dreyfus' experiment journal.

It is a title given to the elves who protect the 'World Tree'. It is also called by other names.

Contractor of the spirits, spirit master.

“I found your contractor.”

… … ?

Blue didn't seem to understand what was being said, so he didn't react at all. But soon he seemed to understand what the contractor meant.

Boohoo! Boohoo! Booohoo!

Blue started to glow brightly and started to pace around the tavern like crazy.

Ferné blinked at the first reaction he saw.

“Huh? Why is Blue like that? What on earth is that contractor….”

“Elf.”

“Ah, elf…….”

Fernet drank his coffee nonchalantly.

Elf, elf… … The sound is unfamiliar, but I’m sure I’ve heard it somewhere.

'No, wait.'

Finally, Fernet opened his eyes wide.

'Elf?!'

Phew!

The coffee burst out of my mouth.

<Gravity Curtain>

A dark purple shield enveloped Verden.

It was a turn-off for my precious equipment to smell like coffee.