Limit Breaking Genius Mage Chapter 209

Episode 209 News

The return trip to Aserne was more leisurely than usual.

Since I had already completed the request from Marquis Esperensa, there were no urgent issues that needed to be resolved, and this time, Verden was not alone; he had company.

I had no intention of forcing myself to march while eating a simple meal of beef jerky.

Before I knew it, darkness had fallen.

The heat of the day had subsided, and a pleasant cool breeze was blowing. Verden and Karans found a suitable spot and set up camp.

A magic circle covered the area, and a bonfire burned in its center.

Sizzling.

The smoked meat was heated up hot.

'It smells quite good.'

Of course, it is of the highest quality as received from the author.

Karans, holding the utensils in his hand, swallowed and stared intently. As Verden lightly generated his magic, a slight breeze began to blow.

Attribute mutation that imitates Edmon's magic.

Several wind blades emerged from the air and pierced the meat. He placed it on a plate, plated it nicely, and then used telekinesis to deliver it to Karans.

“You can eat it.”

“Thank you for the meal, brother!”

Karans stuffed the meat straight into his mouth.

Is it a characteristic of the elven race to have a good appetite, or is Karans an exception? Verden thought as he picked up his utensil.

And so the late dinner ended.

We chatted while eating fruit for dessert.

“I will arrive at Aserne tomorrow afternoon. You will remember the advice I gave you, right?”

Crunchy crunchy.

Karans nodded.

“Remember, brother. First, avoid friction with humans as much as possible. Second, do not use the word human when speaking. Third,────”

“You will not reveal your identity without my permission.”

Karan's appearance is different now than usual.

The pointed ears characteristic of elves have changed to round ones, and his overall appearance has changed to become more human-like. Although his handsome appearance remains the same, it is hard to believe that he is the same person as Karans.

The face of deception.

It was thanks to the mask that Verden gave me.

Karans pounded his chest.

“Haha, don’t worry. I won’t cause any trouble to my brother.”

It is a confidence full of conviction.

I wonder what it will be like.

Verden, who had been pondering, asked.

“Then let’s assume a situation. What would you do if a human were to glare at you and start a fight?”

“Looking at you……”

Karans paused for a moment.

Then he flashed his fangs, revealing his will to live.

“First, take out that eye, then────”

"again."

The water level is high.

“Well, then what should I do… Am I supposed to avoid it?”

“There’s no need to do that. Just take care of them appropriately. Aside from the fact that Aserne’s security is not good, there is no one who can compare to you in terms of skill. You should be able to easily subdue them while maintaining a deceptive appearance.”

“What if a dangerous person appears?”

“At that time, don’t hide your magic power. Instead, you must kill your opponent.”

The existence of elves must be hidden.

But that didn't mean I could imprison Karans. I didn't even think about killing him.

'So we have no choice but to make it accustomed to human society.'

There probably won't be a big problem.

Although he hates humans, it doesn't turn into murderous intent. And it seems that his anger was somewhat relieved when he killed the court wizard with his own hands.

This was the conclusion I reached after observing Karans.

“You should focus on getting used to city life. It would be nice to try different restaurants. You have enough money.”

Received elf support from the Marquis.

Edmon also gave me some extra money, telling me to buy him a nice meal. If you add it all up, it wasn't a small amount.

But Karans' expression wasn't very good.

“Is there a problem?”

“So… there’s nothing else I need to do?”

Karans values his brothers more than himself.

He has no intention of living off of others. Karans did not want to become a carnivore and a burden to Verden.

Verden answered the elven concerns.

“No, I have something for you to do.”

A strong man like Karanth is not common.

It would be a shame to let such a talent go to waste. The strength of the Guardian Elves could be of great help to Verden.

Crisp.

Verden took a bite of the fruit.

* * *

“Oh, this is the city…….”

Karans walked down the street and looked around Acern.

Although he was disgusted by the sight of so many people, he seemed more curious about the cityscape.

Although Verden was careful, Karans was blending in better with the city than expected.

At that time, we arrived at Fernet's tavern.

“This is where my brother’s colleagues are.”

He's my colleague.

That's not entirely wrong.

Verden stepped inside, followed by Karans. After a while, Pernet, sensing the presence of others, appeared.

“Ah, Asher! I have some good news… Huh?”

Twinkle.

A familiar glint flew from Karan's robes.

Blue light reflected in the field of vision.

It was Blue, the spirit I had been with for the past few months.

“Blue!”

It was Fernet who felt empty in the absence of the spirit.

She hugged Blue and couldn't hide her smile at the unexpected reunion.

Karans whispered to Verden.

“A human being who is followed by a spirit… Out of all the humans I’ve seen, he seems to be the nicest. I guess there’s a reason why my brother kept him close.”

By elven standards, being friendly with spirits makes you a good person.

Well, anyway.

“Let me talk to Fernet for a moment.”

“I'll wait there.”

Karans took a seat in the corner of the tavern.

Fernet, who had been looking at the unfamiliar man, approached Verden with Blue.

“I thought I would never see Blue again… but it looks like the request was resolved well. By the way, who is that person? I’m seeing him for the first time.”

“I’ll introduce you later. But what’s the good news?”

“Oh, that. What are you talking about here? Come inside.”

I followed Fernet into the tavern.

A tightly closed door.

She handed me a document.

“As requested by Asher, we have succeeded in identifying the location of the foreigner. The last place he disappeared from 7 years ago is none other than Loafra. It has also been confirmed that it was the time when the underworld auction house was held that year.”

“…….”

“I think… he might be related to Wintert. The fact that he’s an excellent craftsman is reason enough. If that’s the case, then it’s highly likely that he’s not dead, but imprisoned somewhere and mass-producing magic items.”

Fernet lifted the papers.

The data that supported his predictions came into view. Fernet, who explained everything point by point, was a model as an information broker.

however.

“I already found it.”

"……yes?"

Fernet's pupils shook.

* * *

“I worked hard…….”

Fernet started to cry after hearing the whole story.

She soon slumped over on the table and let out a sobbing voice. I felt sorry for her, but what could I do?

That's how things turned out.

“And you killed the court wizard? Brick Medwar, the 4th rank? The 3rd prince, the 1st prince, and even the king of Estyria’s own wizard… You’re not going to start a rebellion later, are you?”

“…….”

Fernet kept muttering.

Considering the results that Verden has had, it wasn't a completely incomprehensible worry. But in the end, I'd like to say it was a worry.

'The only thing left for which I came to the kingdom is the tomb of the Demon King.'

An ancient ordeal given by the ark.

Once that is done, there will be no more business in the kingdom. There will be no chance of rebellion. Surely the kingdom will not be turned upside down in a few months.

"……hmm?"

At that moment, a newspaper lying on one side caught my eye.

It's a familiar form of newspaper.

But it wasn't the type of thing published in this area. When I pulled it with my telekinesis, the newspaper's title caught my eye.

[Arnak Empire]

Verden's eyes widened slightly at the name.

“……Why is the Western Continent Newspaper here?”

“I am a capable information agent. I try to collect information from overseas whenever possible.”

Fernet raised himself.

“But that newspaper was created in the Empire only three weeks ago. And since it made it all the way to the Kingdom, it must have been transmitted via long-distance teleportation.”

It's a spatial movement to spread the newspaper.

That means there is news the world can react to.

“I read it a little while ago… Wow, even Asher would be surprised, right? I can honestly guarantee it.”

“What is it about?”

"therefore……."

Fernet said softly.

“They say two transcendent beings are facing each other?”

what?

Verden immediately opened the Imperial newspaper.

As soon as I turned the page, three sentences spanning both sides caught my eye.

[Bohemian Tower Master, the All-Powerful Balok Besias]

[Leader of the Black Hour, Dark Moon Dahit Westrowell]

[Two Transcendents, Clashing on the Cliff of Eternity]

* * *

Dozens of magic spells fell from the sky.

A magical bombardment that encompassed the entire area. The dense forest was reduced to ashes, and the flames that spread in all directions and scattered ashes were terrifying.

“Ugh, ugh……!”

A man with his whole body covered in soot was chased.

I was responding with magic, but the number of opponents was too great to handle. Soon, a beam of flames surged forward in a straight line.

The flames are so red that they almost resemble blood.

A power different from other flame magic. The man, unable to completely offset the impact, fell far away.

“Ugh…….”

The man struggled to get up.

I glanced to the side and saw an eternal cliff with no bottom. If I used flight, I would immediately lose my life to wind magic.

There is no way out.

The wizards appeared in front of the man. The man smiled slightly as he looked at the red-haired woman standing at the front.

“D, you’re even more amazing than I heard. I wondered why someone of the 4th rank would become a disciple of the Magic Tower Master… I guess you really have a special trait.”

“Why did Black Hour attack the Bohemian Tower?”

A flame burst out of the woman's hand.

The man who felt the passionate murderous intent, the branch manager of Black Hour, broke out in a cold sweat.

But the mouth didn't stop.

“Why? Are you going to burn me to death if I don’t tell you? Haha, it’s true that you burn to death every enemy you meet. That’s why you’re called Robelin of the Burning Criminals.”

“Why did Black Hour attack the Bohemian Tower?”

Second question.

The slaughter party of the tower, led by Lady Robelin, swallowed their saliva.

The fourth disciple of Matapju, Robelin.

She doesn't give three chances. And she burns those who ignore the chance without a trace. It's as painful as an execution.

Just thinking about it made me feel like I could hear the screams from back then.

The branch manager said.

“Why did you attack us… Would you believe us if we said we didn’t do it?”

There is no more chance.

Flames burst out from Robelin's hand.

The branch manager's skin slowly began to burn in the heat. The pain was so intense that he could not even speak. However, the branch manager did not lose his smile.

“You took the bait.”

"what?"

────!

For a moment, an indescribable feeling came over me.

Everyone, including Robelin, instinctively turned their gaze forward. A man was standing in the empty space where there had been nothing until just now.

“That person…!”

A wizard let out a voice.

But I know it even without you saying it.

Dark gray hair and eyes, short beard.

A robe and a metal staff that were all black. And a presence that rivaled that of a magician. There was no one here who failed to notice his identity.

“Dahit Westerowell…….”

“That’s short.”

Dahit has come.

No one dared to move. No, they tried not to move. It was obvious that if he moved a hand, everyone would be wiped out.

Dahit looked at Robelin.

“Hmm, you’re the fourth disciple of Besias. Your magical power is more emotional than I’ve heard, but that’s why you’re so powerful…. Unusual traits are always interesting.”

“…….”

A cold sweat formed on Robelin's chin.

Still, she did not avert her hostile gaze. She overcame the pressure and opened her lips.

“Why the rooftop……!”

I was desperate, but I couldn't string together all the sentences.

Standing before the Transcendent One, this was the limit for the current Robelin.

“How dare you be my enemy. That bastard Besias has taken a very good disciple. So, if possible, I should cut off the sprout here. It might become a nuisance someday.”

Black flames formed at Dahit's fingertips.

A magical flame that is fundamentally different from Lobelin, capable of destroying existence itself. It approached as if it would annihilate Lobelin at any moment.

At that moment, Dahit stopped dead in his tracks.

“……Oh. So I was the one who fell for the bait.”

… … What are you talking about?

In a split second of doubt, Dahit raised his arm.

<Extinction>

Black flames stretched into the air.

A huge explosion occurred, swallowing up part of the sky. As the thick clouds nearby dissipated, a human shadow appeared in the field of vision.

“Isn’t it ugly for the Magic Tower to hide like a rat, Besias?”

“Huh. You’ve gotten smarter as you’ve gotten older, Wes Lowell.”

Baloch Besias.

The ruler of the tower turned his gaze downward.