Limit Breaking Genius Mage Chapter 241

Episode 241 Nightmare (2)

The Kingdom of Estiria is a country with four distinct seasons.

The cool weather and the colorful forest were comfortable and beautiful. As those days came to an end, the weather became colder and the trees withered and bare leaves.

Autumn is coming to an end.

The civil war in the kingdom was similar.

“Whoa, retreat! Retreat!”

The First Prince's army rushed in. As a result, the Second Prince's camp collapsed.

Although they were outnumbered, the soldiers and knights had already lost their will to fight and had no concern for anything other than their own lives.

Even a considerable number of commanders were murdered by Wintert. It was so secret that it could not be prevented.

With his head badly injured, there was no way he could move his limbs properly.

And so was the sky.

Boom! Boom!

Several flying ships are brought down by the siege magic circle. Most of them are from the Second Prince's faction, commanded by the Duke of Devon.

Soon, in the midst of the desolate battlefield, the enemies managed to break through the magic circle and invade the large flying machine that contained the Duke of Devon.

“Your Majesty, the enemy is coming. You must evacuate immediately!”

“…….”

The Duke of Devon remained silent at the knight's words.

He was staring blankly into space, lost in thought.

What's wrong?

Why was Nigel poisoned to death in front of him?

Why didn't he just kill Nigel's escort cleanly?

I didn't quite understand.

I feel like there's noise in my head. I feel like I'm dreaming and my mind is hazy. I even wonder if this whole thing is a nightmare.

Then someone whispered.

───Destroy it

ah.

The Duke of Devon's eyes came into focus.

I could sense a strong fighting spirit from him as he suddenly pulled out his sword.

“I have come up with a way to overcome this crisis.”

"dismissal……?"

“The goal is to overheat and destroy the power source of this flying machine. Then the enemies will also suffer considerable damage.”

The duke's knights were astonished.

That was nothing short of a madman's words. If he did that, it was clear that he would never find the bodies of the members of the dukedom on this plane.

Like it or not, the Duke of Devon has made his move.

“Your Majesty, no! Stop your Majesty! Stop him! Stop him!”

The knights moved, but it was too much.

The Duke of Devon was once a knight representing the kingdom. His weapon, though rusty with the passage of time, still retained its sharpness.

The Duke of Devon laughed.

“Destroy it.”

The interior of the plane shook.

A scream was heard. The scattered blood had already reached the power room.

In front of the Duke of Devon, who was gasping for breath, a giant magic stone that served as the engine of the flying machine was blinking. He swung his sword as if it was a given.

and.

Kwaaaaaaaaaaah!

A wave of magical power swept across the sky.

The sky shook with an impact strong enough to blow away an entire castle.

The aircraft that was caught in it was destroyed and crashed, and the magic circle of the large aircraft of the First Prince's camp that was exposed to the aftershock also partially collapsed.

A lot of debris fell to the ground as rain.

“…….”

The tragedy was clearly reflected in the eyes of the second prince, Rotnil.

He was perched on the highest castle in the city, and had a clear view of the battlefield. Then he turned his gaze to the ground where the commotion was coming from, and saw the great gates shaking.

Blasphemy! Blasphemy!

The magic siege ram destroyed the last gate.

The city's citizens locked their doors tightly and hid in corners. Fortunately, this was a civil war, not a war, so there would be no looting.

Some people with bad habits might rob an empty house.

It's not a story that matters much to Rotnil.

“Your Highness, what should we do now?”

Rotnil's mother, the second queen, trembled.

She mobilized her connections in social circles to give Rotnil her full support.

Originally, the queen could not be deeply involved in such matters, but it was possible because the current king of Estyria had no interest in the succession to the throne.

And that meant… … that he would also have to bear the full consequences of the civil war if it ended in defeat.

Rotnil chewed his lips.

He soon made up his mind and headed to the Third Prince Evers with the Second Queen. He had clearly heard that his younger brother was hiding a flying machine.

Under the escort of knights, the door was opened roughly.

"what……?!"

“Gyaaaah!”

But there were no living Evers.

Instead, there was only a cold corpse hanging from a rope. Rotnil couldn't hide his bewilderment at the sudden suicide.

Meanwhile, Prince Valgna arrived.

“Kkaaaaaaah!”

1. The knights of the prince slaughtered Rotnil's guards. Valgna, trampling through the blood-stained hallway, opened the door and came in proudly.

Evers, who could not close his eyes even after death, was the first to appear in sight.

“Hmm, you lived greedily beyond your means, but now you are leaving frugally. Still, it is admirable that you prevented your older brother from killing his younger brother. Don’t you think so?”

Valgna slowly turned his head forward.

The second queen sat down in surprise. Rotnil opened his mouth urgently with his eyes wide open.

“Tongue, brother……!”

“It’s been a while, Rotnil. You’ve been living your whole life obsessed with sex, and you seem to have a woman with you when you die, but now you’re with your family. It seems like people change when the end comes.”

Valgna smiled.

But his eyes were eerily cold.

Rotnil immediately knelt down.

“Ah, I will live quietly from now on. So please spare my mother and I, Brother Valgna!”

“Do you want to live quietly?”

“I promise! No, I’ll do whatever you tell me to do, but please spare my life…!”

“Your Majesty, Valgna, aren’t we part of the same royal family as Estyria? So please show mercy……!”

Desperately begging for one's life.

The arrogant Valgna found it quite delightful. Subduing those who dared to oppose him was a pleasure he could never stop enjoying.

“Well, the civil war is over, so there’s no reason why we can’t do that.”

“Really?!”

“Yeah… but you know. When I think about it, a better idea comes to mind.”

Valgna whispered cruelly.

“The second prince and the second queen take responsibility for the defeat and commit suicide… wouldn’t that be a better picture? I think that would be better for me and everyone else. You could also die and gain honor. Don’t you think so?”

The atmosphere became cold in an instant.

“Brother Valgna! Please, please save me! Brother!”

“I, I am the queen! And the prince killed the queen. Your Majesty will never forgive you!”

I screamed, but it was no use.

As Valgna nodded, the knights slowly approached. Rotnil and the second queen, who had been backing away in fear, reached the window.

A steep cliff with strong winds blowing greeted the two.

After a while.

───Thwack, thwack.

Two blasts from beneath the castle signaled the end of the civil war.

* * *

There were cheers as the civil war ended.

The humans of the Prince's camp celebrated their victory by shouting the name of Valgna. Robert watched the scene from afar.

“The boring battle of succession is finally over.”

The victory of Prince Valgna, supported by Wintert, was confirmed, but Robert's expression was indifferent. He quietly folded the telescope and handed it over to Guile.

“This gives Wintert a chance to step out into the open. But Robert doesn’t seem too happy about it.”

“What’s there to be happy about? It’s just a crude civil war whose ending was already decided long ago. It’s just a waste of the kingdom’s resources.”

The possibility of a civil war was assumed.

However, I did not expect the situation to unfold this quickly. It was unexpected that Nigel of the Northramd Dukehouse went missing, or rather, was killed by the Duke of Devon.

'And the same goes for the Duke of Devon's flying machine exploding and the third prince Evers committing suicide.'

I have an uneasy feeling.

It felt a bit out of place to call them the Duke of Devon and Prince Evers, whom I usually knew.

Robert shook his head, trying to clear the thoughts.

It's all over anyway.

The Duke of Devon was dead, and the Second and Third Princes were no longer in this world. Worrying about it was just a waste of time.

Instead, another problem came to mind.

“By the way, how did Asher get secured?”

“There is no news yet.”

“Still? Even though he disappeared, we don’t even know his whereabouts. It’s not like we caught Perne or Galeaak for information. I’m disappointed in his handling of the situation, which is not typical of Slay.”

“Would you like to intervene?”

“Of course. Leonie’s patience seems to be reaching its limit… If we delay any longer, it could become dangerous.”

Leonil is the undisputed strongest in the kingdom.

You can't afford to lose to a sixth-tier flame wizard with full power. The only one who can stand up to him is the King of the Underworld.

We must maintain friendly relations as much as possible. If we are not careful, the entire underworld could end up in ashes.

“Now that the civil war is over, it would be best to turn the available manpower here to searching for Asher. I feel sorry for Draken, who is resting first, but this is an urgent matter, so let’s mobilize him as well.”

“Understood, Robert.”

“Then let us hurry and return to Loafra. It is urgent, but we must first obtain His Majesty’s approval.”

Robert and Guile headed to the underworld.

But the two people didn't know.

Who is Bintert's enemy now? And what will be the consequences of that choice?

* * *

Since leaving the Tower, Verden has made his own growth his top priority.

To rise in rank, he constantly trained his magical circuits, solved quests to gain combat experience, and faced and defeated various enemies.

The current state is the result of such accumulation.

Through two reversals, the body has gone beyond extremes.

It is no longer possible to activate the magic circle of reversal again, nor is it possible to increase the rank by expanding the magic circuit.

In other words, completion has been achieved.

'This is enough.'

There is no need to live in restraint any longer.

There is still a stage of spiritual enlightenment left, but now that he has reached the quasi-transcendental state, there will not be many beings in the world who can stand against him.

The manager confirmed it, and Verden is also convinced of it.

Whoa whoa whoa.

Verden slowed down.

At the end of the line of sight, the large city of Aurople was visible. The dark city of Loafra, hidden deep underground, was now right in front of us.

Verden headed towards the gate.

Now, I could have used <Transparency> to infiltrate without Yuzu's robe, but I had no intention of doing so. I was confident that I could overwhelm the situation no matter what.

It was at that time.

───Hey! Asher, you little punk!

A familiar voice is heard.

Naturally, I looked down.

A fierce-looking giant with a large two-handed axe on his back was swinging a one-handed axe around.

"slaughterer?"

Platinum rank adventurer, Butcher Galliak.

It was an unexpected reunion.

Why is that crazy adventurer here? Verden, feeling doubtful, fell to the ground.

The Gaul approached with brisk strides.

“Fuck, I thought we’d meet when we came here, but we actually did? You unlucky bastard.”

“Did you come looking for me? Why…….”

Verden stopped talking midway.

Now that I look at it, the Gallic doesn't look so good. Its armor is a mess and it has wounds all over its body, as if it had been attacked.

Who did this to me?

Verden was purely curious.

“Why does it look like that?

“……Heh heh heh, why is it like this?”

Gaulic, who had been laughing in vain, became serious.

“It's because of you, this is a cub.”

* * *

Gaulic was in a very bad mood.

I never dreamed that I would be attacked so many times just because I accompanied Verden in the underworld.

The attackers were a mix of assassins, mercenaries hired by Wintert, and scum living in the back alleys.

“If you kill them, they’ll come back for more. And they don’t just come for free. They secretly put paralyzing poison in people’s food, and they invade at night so you can’t sleep. What the fuck, what did I do wrong to deserve this?”

Gaulic pounded his chest.

It was an expression that seemed out of place, so wronged that it seemed like he could die.

'Well, I guess that's true.'

Who would have thought that they would attack not only Perne but also Gauliak? It seemed that they were quite obsessed with finding people with special traits.

“It wasn’t my intention.”

“Ha, I see you’ve been packing up your bags while I wasn’t looking. Well, whatever. What are you going to do now? It looks like you’re planning on having a blast in the underworld.”

Gaulic glanced at Verden.

He was wearing an incredibly expensive looking robe and was even holding a staff I had never seen before. Even at first glance, it was clear that it was a weapon that was incomparable to the one he had used before.

But there was something else that worried me more.

'What the hell is this kid?'

It's hard to express it, but… … If I had to say, I would say that my presence has changed.

Before, I could sense magic, but now I can't sense anything. And yet, there is a quiet, overwhelming atmosphere surrounding me.

I don't know what it is, but it's clear that there has been a big change.

Then Verden said,

“I originally had no intention of touching it. But recently, Wintert has been quite annoying.”

“So you want to get rid of it? Then you’ll have to deal with the entire underworld?”

“That’s what I came here for in the first place.”

An answer without even an inch of hesitation.

Gaulic shrugged his shoulders with a wicked smile.

“Asher, you little punk. You’re still hot for your age.”

“What are you going to do?”

“Of course you should come with me. That’s why I came too.”

Even if you tell him to get out, he seems determined to follow you.

It didn't really matter to Verden.

If it's Gallic, it won't be a hindrance. To be honest, the result would be the same regardless of who goes with them.

“Then follow me.”

Verden and Gaul.

The two people who had been together for a long time entered Aurople.

The largest underworld on the Eastern Continent, Loafra.

There, a terrible nightmare caused by a magician begins.