Limit Breaking Genius Mage Chapter 270

Episode 270 Preparation (1)

I walked down the hallway where the stone lantern illuminated the darkness.

After finishing his conversation with Kalia, Verden returned to his room. A sense of loneliness hung over the space where he was alone.

He stood quietly in the center and raised his right hand.

The symbol of the Kingdom of Estyria, shimmering in purple. The national treasure, which had been restored to its original form after about a century, was welcoming a new owner.

Verden closed his eyes.

Then he focused his mind on Reindia.

I have already experienced the imprint of the artifact firsthand.

There is no reason to be nervous or anything. At that moment when the will and senses become unified, Reindia starts to move and shine.

───!

A purple mist enveloped Verden's entire body.

It wasn't hot or cold, and it wasn't painful. It was just a feeling of emptiness, a hollow void.

Verden, realizing the endless space, clenched his fist.

Phew.

An unprecedented power comes within you.

Soul Imprint. In a moment of subdued consciousness, I saw the royal mark clearly engraved within me.

Swish.

Verden slowly opened his eyes.

Darkness settled quietly in the place where the light of Reindia had disappeared.

'Is this the end?'

Unlike Ainver, it doesn't seem to select its wearers.

It was naturally recognized that the ownership of Reindia had been vested.

Now, unless Verden dies or releases the imprint himself, Reindia will forever be Verden's.

Just like the artifact of the Demon King that covers his entire body.

'I never thought you would prepare something like this.'

You told me to look forward to it.

Celia also made a truly bold choice. And so did the Marquis of Esperance who accepted him.

It would have been difficult to readily hand over something that could be called an ancient artifact, even if it meant emptying the national treasury and paying a large sum of money.

Verden stood in front of a full-length mirror.

After adjusting my clothes, I looked around at the equipment I was wearing.

The devil's nucleus that resides within the body.

In the right hand is Reindia.

In the left hand, he wears the Ring of Cold (fake), the Ring of Runes, and Exceed.

A dagger on the waist, received from Count Rodenmeyer of the Duchy.

On her neck is a tri-colored centerpiece with an amulet of brain wings, and Maybell's earrings are integrated into it and hidden from view.

And Ainver, the staff that protects the whole body, and even Orient.

And that's not all.

The space bag contains the magic sword Cedence, the shield Floated, and the Black Hour's compass.

There is also a magic book that records up to the 6th level of earth magic.

‘… … You’ve come a long way.’

It's significantly different from the past.

It was incomparable to when he first set foot on the Eastern Continent through space travel. This was the choice Verden made and the result.

I quickly looked back on the past. I felt new emotions.

Then and now, I have never once regretted a decision I made. I don't think I will ever regret it again.

'Well, anyway.'

Now that I have my hands on a new artifact, it's time to try it out. The instructions for its use have been engraved into my head.

Raindia was activated according to Verden's will.

The target was the mirror in front of my eyes. Then, as the frame became clear, a dark purple light began to glow softly and swallow the object.

The mirror disappeared from the room.

Still, Verden could feel its presence.

When I focused my consciousness again, the mirror that had disappeared had returned to its original place.

Save and retrieve registered items.

It's a very simple mechanism. The storage restrictions are the same as for the space bag or space storage function.

Verden did a few more experiments.

He decided that he had become somewhat familiar with it and picked up Orient. Just like before, the staff registered in Reindia disappeared and reappeared.

'How convenient.'

Sub-space.

You literally have a safe that only you can handle.

Not only that, there is no space limitation… … so you could say it is a complete upper-compatibility of the space bag.

With this, the problem of Grond's vault was completely solved.

All the methods of transporting funds that had been planned up to now have been abandoned without hesitation.

No matter how brilliant an idea comes to mind, it will never be able to replace Reindia's role.

Verden took a step forward.

He stepped out of the shadows and approached the window, extending his right hand. The ruby's red glow reflected in the moonlight, flickering softly.

It naturally brought to mind the unique colors of the Esperanza family.

“……Next.”

Verden trusts himself.

However, no one knows the future. It is impossible to be certain right now whether you will be able to return safely to the Kingdom of Estyria.

But if that happens… …then I won’t be hiding behind the alias Asher.

Verden looked up at the night sky for a while, looking forward to that day.

* * *

The next morning, Verden headed to Loafra.

Of course, I had no intention of leaving the Kingdom of Estyria yet. I had already said that I would say goodbye before leaving.

There are four main reasons for visiting Loafra.

The treasury of Grond, Wintert, and Galeaak. And it was to clearly determine the future target.

I even brought all the 'overseas information' that Fernet had prepared for him.

'It's okay to go with other people, though.'

It is cumbersome to move the Marquis' aircraft.

Assuming that Verden is running at full speed, it would take at least four days to travel back and forth between the royal capital Letia and Loafra.

In many ways, moving alone was more efficient.

Finally, we arrived at the big city of Aurople.

To prevent any commotion, I landed nearby and walked towards the gate.

The guards who saw Verden approaching from afar were startled and moved busily.

“Open the gates! Now!”

It was already deep at night.

The rule was that the gates were not to be opened except in emergencies, but of course Verden was an exception. He was still the ruler of Loafra.

Even if you say you had no such intention, other people thought differently.

'This is my first time entering a city like this.'

Verden grew up in an orphanage.

Although he was of humble origins in the eyes of the world, he is now treated like a high-ranking nobleman.

'No, since he was given the title of honorary count, he is actually a nobleman.'

I wonder what the orphanage director or Robelin would say if they saw this.

Verden, who had safely entered Aurople, went down to the underpass.

As we arrived at Roafra in the VIP-only, high-speed horsepower elevator, members of the Winterthur lined up.

Black Hand Robert, who was standing at the very front, greeted Verden.

“Welcome, Asher.”

“Nothing happened?”

“Yes, the illegal slavery issue has been completely resolved, and the restoration work on Loafra is nearly halfway done. There are no other incidents worth reporting.”

Verden surveyed the entire Loafra with his <Eye of Magic>.

The underworld had regained some of its vitality, and the criminal elements were busy with recovery efforts.

“It certainly looks like things are going smoothly.”

He nodded and went towards the gray castle.

As I was walking through the wide open streets of the underworld, Robert approached me and asked cautiously.

“Excuse me, may I ask how things went for you in the capital city?”

Princess Silis, witches, rebels, etc.

Robert had no idea about the details.

However, it was easy to infer that the new king of the underworld was hostile to Leonil and the Estirian royal family.

Because those two were the ones who commissioned me to capture the special trait.

The strange situation of the disappeared Loafra.

The Knights of the White Knights and Kalia's party left Roafra after receiving the call.

'It's clear that it's all related to Asher.'

Robert was sure of that.

Verden spoke simply to her.

“Leonil is dead.”

“……!”

Robert flinched.

I thought I had misheard, but I wasn't. It couldn't have been a joke.

Wasn't it a being that overwhelmed even Grond, who used multiple artifacts?

'That means… … .'

What stood before her was not just a new ruler. It was a being who had trampled the sixth-tier magicians and stood at the top of the Estyrian kingdom.

I bit my trembling lips slightly.

There was simply a fear of the power gap, but more than anything, there was no way to predict the future.

Where on earth will the underworld he leads go?

But Verden's answer to that was unexpected.

“I have no intention of ruling Loafra. I will soon be leaving the kingdom.”

There is no great merit in reigning over Roafra.

Even if it was the largest underworld on the continent, it was still very small compared to the vast stage that is the world.

“Yes? Then, we───”

“There’s no need to panic. We won’t be eradicating the crimes rampant in Loafra right away.”

The shield of the king of the underworld has disappeared.

That means there's a very high chance that the Marquis of Esperance will visit Roafra. They, who claim to be moderates, wouldn't just stand by and watch the criminal forces.

If we're not careful, a small war might break out in Loafra.

This was Robert's worry.

But regarding this part, Verden finished his conversation with Marquis Esperenza in his capacity as the King of the Underworld.

“No matter how much Roafra is said to be a hotbed of criminal power, as you know, there are many more civilians living in the underworld. It would be nothing more than a utopia to just pick out the criminals there.”

The same goes for relocating civilians.

It took a lot of effort to free the illegal slaves of Loafra, so it was absolutely impossible to accommodate even more people.

In addition, there will be a lot of backlash against arbitrarily changing the residents' living environment.

“So we concluded that it would be better to choose a cooperative structure rather than a dominating one. The mediator of the Marquis of Esperenza and the representative of Loafra will join forces to manage this underworld in a way that will gradually lead to a better direction.”

“……If Asher leaves, who will become the representative?”

“Of course it would be you, Robert.”

Robert is one of the three executives of Wintert.

However, when we look at it simply from the perspective of criminal discipline, it was somewhat lenient, since her main involvement was in managing Wintert's funds.

It has been less than ten years since she came to Winterthur.

In other words, it also meant that there was no connection to the past favors that remained in the kingdom.

That doesn't mean she can be immediately granted a pardon, but there was no one better suited to take on the role of Roafra's representative.

“So you won’t be suddenly caught and executed. So you can rest assured.”

“Thank you, Bae, for your consideration……!”

Robert swallowed and caressed his neck.

Her already pale face became even paler. Her skin felt as if a cold blade had been piercing her.

Meanwhile, the two people who arrived at the Ashen Palace went down deep underground.

After opening the vault of Grond, I went inside. The enormous wealth I had seen last time was shining brightly.

Too much to store in a space bag.

“Shall I call my subordinates?”

“No, I don’t need it.”

Verden moved, extending his right hand.

Reindia is activated. The unique purple color of the space attribute envelops the banknotes, gold bars, jewels, magical equipment, and items.

All of them that were registered without any problems disappeared into the subspace.

When Verden circled around, there was nothing left in the vault.

Robert stood there dumbfounded, his mouth open. Verden, who had left that reaction, stroked Reindia with a satisfied look.

'Now it's next.'

He turned his head to the side.

“Robert, how far does Loafra’s influence extend?”

“Ah, yes. If you’re talking about overseas, it’s all over the Eastern Continent. Roap is the largest underworld on the Eastern Continent. Since rumors spread quickly here, the news of Grond’s death will be transmitted in real time. And Asher’s impression as well…….”

“That’s good.”

Verden reached out.

He handed Robert a bundle of documents he had taken out of the subspace.

“There are records of several overseas countries in it. Please organize information on the underworld forces active there and hand it over to me as quickly as possible.”

It was not a request, it was an order.

Robert immediately backed up.

“I won’t disappoint you, Asher.”

“Okay, leave it to me.”

My immediate business is finished.

Verden, who had come out of the empty vault, stopped dead in his tracks.

“Oh, but where is Gaul now?”

* * *

The upper part of the collapsed ashen castle.

A place where a safe zone was created with a magic circle in case Wintert betrays Kalia and her party during Verden's absence.

As I entered the castle, the smell of alcohol and oil hit my nose.

Verden shifted his gaze.

The butcher Gaulic was sleeping on the sofa.

“Kaaaaaaaaaaaa!”

The horrible snoring sound rings in my eardrums.

How could you be so defenseless in a place that could be enemy territory?

If you approach with a lively attitude, you will immediately try to smash the opponent's head with the whetstone next to you, but even so, it looks too comfortable.

“……That’s not why I set up the magic circle.”

Verden's eyes were twitching.

As he moved his magic, an empty bottle of wine flew towards Gauliak's head.

“Just get up.”

Kyaang!