Limit Breaking Genius Mage Chapter 272

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Among the ten towers, the Bohemian Tower ranks fourth.

However, if we only discuss magical power, there is no doubt that it is one of the best.

Baloch Besias, known as the omnipotent transcendent being.

The magic tower he leads is enjoying the greatest prosperity of all time.

Because the comprehensive ranking, which was only at an intermediate level until a few years ago, has been raised to the level of the magic tower at an unusual speed by announcing various achievements to the world.

There were many complex factors involved in this explosive growth, but it was clear that the biggest factor was the existence of Verden.

An unrivaled understanding of magic that allows you to understand the roots without being dazzled by the lush branches on the outside. A magic system that is perfectly placed in your head like a completed puzzle.

As a result of using such beings as unofficial test subjects, they have now become a group that no one dares to surpass.

'As expected, his choice was right. Baloch must still be convinced of that.'

But now the Bohemian Tower is at the center of a huge event.

Two bad factors caused it.

First, there is the loss of the magic tower due to the power source running wild.

The moment the infinite magical power was lost, all functions of the Magic Tower ceased, and most of the experimental data exposed to the massive release of magical power were destroyed.

The same goes for experiments that cannot be revealed to the world.

The wizards who remained in the unofficial laboratory and continued their forbidden research were also wiped out.

Of course, most people were away at the time due to the Magic Festival, but it cannot be said that the damage was small.

In order to restore even a small portion of the lost research materials, it would be very regrettable to lose even just one person.

The growth rate, which had reached such a high point, plummeted almost vertically toward the floor.

No, it is self-evident that the brakes were applied to the magic tower, so much so that it could not move forward even a single step, let alone grow.

And then secondly, Black Hour was identified as the villain who caused the power source of the Magic Tower to go out of control.

'Did they plant a spy in the tower?'

Of course it would be so.

Baloch, who missed the spatial magic circle created by Verden right in front of his nose, must have been convinced that there was an insider.

You would have immediately identified everyone in the Tower and rooted out any wizards who seemed even slightly suspicious, thus uncovering evidence of the Black Hour.

Naturally, Verden was not discovered during this process.

He was already considered dead, so he would have been listed on the death list.

'It may be a coincidence, but there's nothing wrong with it.'

The Bohemian Tower has lost its base.

Instead of restoring the facility, Hana Matapju chose to go to war with Black Hour in order to shift blame for the power source going out of control.

A situation where the two forces that are Verden's targets are draining each other's power.

More than a year has already passed.

Looking at the Western Continent-related newspapers that Fernet obtained from overseas, the conflict between the two forces is still ongoing.

However, the situation was slightly tilted towards Bohemian Tower.

'The participation of other magic towers.'

Since Black Hour's power has been somewhat reduced, they must have come out in earnest. If they clashed without reason, they could suffer enormous damage.

In other words, the intention is to minimize losses while also paying off the debt to the Bohemian Tower.

'But the war is still far from over.'

The Bohemian Tower has lost its power source.

Black Hour, who was identified as the culprit in place of Verden.

The animosity between the two groups is now irreparable.

The ending would come only when one person suffered near-destructive damage or was completely wiped out. The signal for this was the death of Dahit or Baloch.

Of course, just like the last time they clashed at the Cliff of Eternity, I can guarantee that it won't be an easy decision as they are magical transcendent beings.

'I wish the war could last as long as possible.'

It is sufficient that the power of the two forces is gradually weakened.

Because the wizard who would bring down the Bohemian Tower had already been decided. That role could not be given to anyone else.

<Telekinesis>

The magical power spread widely.

Dozens of sheets of paper that Fernet had prepared were spread out neatly in front of his eyes. His blue eyes quickly read the densely packed letters.

News from the Eastern Continent.

Among them, the Kingdom of Estyria, the United City-States to the northwest, 'Kailians' and 'Midloth Dominion' are in turmoil due to the influx of subhumans and heteromorphs from all directions.

It seems that having adventurers actively working isn't enough, so the magic towers with branches in the Midloth Autonomous Territory are said to be sending out magicians.

This is the widely known background.

Verden took note of the internal affairs of the Midloth Dominion.

[A human's teeth aim at the carriage of the Mamentus Company. The owner of the company dies on the spot.]

[A turbulent street plagued by heinous crimes.]

[The highest-class inn, Rainbow Cradle. Burned down by an explosion. Was it an incident or an accident?]

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These are headlines that appeared in the territory's newspapers.

On the surface it may seem like just a list of events, but it's different if you know the inside story.

The Midlos Dominion is a place where the Towers have great influence.

Mamentus Trading Company, Rainbow Cradle, etc. are businesses in which Bohemian Tower holds a significant stake.

This was information that only an insider at the Tower would know, as it was a device to increase local funding and influence over the Dominion.

'A disaster on the Western Continent is a golden opportunity for hostile forces to take action against the Bohemian Tower.'

It is clear to Verden.

Faint threads hidden between countless incidents. In order to complete the picture drawn in your head, you must find and contact the owner of those threads.

You don't have to find it on your own.

Because the organizations listed in Robert's data will become Verden's subordinates.

With this, the next destination was decided.

'Midloth Dominion.'

An independent region that does not belong to any country.

At the same time, it is a territory coveted by external forces such as the Magic Towers.

* * *

Now that the plan has been drawn up, there is no more business in Loafra.

I tried to leave the dark district like that, but somehow a crowd of people gathered in front of the ash-colored palace.

Not only the members of the Wintert organization were visible, but also the faces of those in power who ruled the underworld.

Fear flashed across their faces.

It seems that the aftermath of Grond's death still lingers. The sight of that day was so shocking that some will never forget it.

“…….”

Verden turned his gaze to the side.

Drakeen lowered his head as he met his eyes. Perhaps it was because of the injury he had received from Galliak, but he looked somewhat resigned.

At that moment, Robert and Gail approached.

“I tried to leave quietly. I did something useless.”

“How could I just send you off when Lord Asher is leaving? If I offended you, please forgive me.”

Gail bowed his head.

He was extremely polite until the very end.

Berden, who had nothing to say, turned his head to Robert.

“Now that you’re the representative of Roafra, does that mean you’ve become the king of the underworld?”

“No, that’s not it.”

Robert flatly denied it.

Are the king and the representative of the underworld separate?

Perhaps, given the nature of the underworld, the strongest one will ascend to the throne.

Then I thought maybe there would be some kind of tournament among criminals and the winner would sit on the throne… … but that wasn't the case.

“Here, the ruler of Roafra is still Lord Asher.”

“I told you I was giving up.”

“……I may be presumptuous, but according to Roafra tradition, the master of the underworld is not inherited unless he possesses power comparable to the current king or usurps the throne. And it is already known overseas beyond the kingdom that Lord Asher is the ruler of Roafra. Furthermore───”

Robert explained carefully.

Of course, these were meaningless words. It would have been over if Verden had declared that he would change the tradition entirely.

A fact she is already aware of.

Still, there was a reason for wanting to put Verden on the throne.

By officially putting forth the name Asher, he is likely trying to show a friendly attitude towards the Marquis of Esperanza while also lowering his hostility towards the underworld.

Verden's presence had that much influence.

I understood Robert's intentions, but I didn't point them out.

“Well, do whatever you want.”

“……Are you serious?”

"okay."

Verden agreed.

There is no reason to refuse if they say they will take care of it without any need for further management. And anyway, the name is useless except for the purpose mentioned above.

If you commit an unacceptable act, the Marquis of Esperance will not sit idly by.

Verden has no intention of becoming Loafra's shield.

The subsequent outcome was entirely dependent on their own choices.

“Let’s go for now.”

Verden stepped forward.

The crowds that had split on both sides bowed their waists.

It was a courtesy to the being that ruled Loafra. Likewise, Robert, who was bowing, spoke from behind.

“Then, I will wait for your return.”

* * *

Verden returned to the royal city of Esnoren.

Having decided on a destination, he spent some time getting ready to leave.

Everyone knew that Verden would soon leave the kingdom, but no one showed it and the days went by in peace.

Finally, the time for farewell came.

“In return for Leonil’s artifact, I have paid off the 2.5 billion Elk debt to Dyna Bank and placed the balance in your account. Just as you requested.”

“Thank you, Edmon.”

“Haha, you. When the young count says something like that, I don’t know what to do with myself.”

Edmon, who was sweeping his beard, held out his hand.

Verden also extended his arm and shook hands.

“Discussing magic with you has given me insight into perspectives I had never known before. It was a great shock, but it was a new realization at this age… It’s been a long time since I’ve felt this way. I’ve learned so much.”

“Me too.”

“It’s the same. The perspectives and theories I speak of are refuted without a trace. Humility doesn’t suit you.”

Edmon smiled after shaking hands.

“I will never forget this life you saved, all of this. You are always welcome, so please come to the kingdom later. If possible, before I die of old age.”

Edmon laughed heartily.

Then he pointed to the castle gate.

“Then go. There are people who are waiting for you more eagerly than I am.”

Verden nodded and walked down the hallway.

As we left the castle, the winter sunlight poured down brightly.

He approached the two familiar figures standing below him, an elf, and two spirits.

“You’re leaving first, brother. I’m really jealous.”

Guardian Elf, Karans.

He boarded the Marquis' flying ship, along with his comrade Linus Baltimog and the Forest Spirit, and headed to the southern part of the kingdom.

Linus, who has to go to the Western Continent, will get off along the way, and Karanth and the spirit will move to the Great Forest under the protection of the Marquis.

Of course, secretly, without being caught by anyone outside.

“If it weren’t for my brother, I would have already died at the hands of cruel humans. And I will repay the favor of killing the one who murdered many elves. I will definitely repay it in the future.”

Karans made a firm pledge.

Verden handed me a small bag he had taken out of subspace.

“Brother, this is…….”

“Take it.”

A space bag that was in Grond's safe.

It's not a big deal because it's small, but it's enough to hold food. It's full of the best snacks I've ever bought in the royal palace.

Karans nodded once after checking the contents.

“Please come to Daesurim later. Then I will prepare a gift that will satisfy you.”

“I’ll go when I get the chance.”

The greetings with Karans are over.

Next it was Fernet's turn to inform.

“I vividly remember the time when I was struggling with debt… I never dreamed that I would end up joining the Marquis of Esperanza.”

Fernet was formally recruited by the Marquis as an information agent.

It seemed that the Marquis had been keeping an eye on her ability to gather and synthesize information. Verden had even recommended her.

“Asher, did I help you?”

There was no need to say anything.

Thanks to that, I was able to achieve the original purpose of visiting the kingdom.

Verden handed over a certificate bearing the kingdom's seal.

“Huh? What is this?”

“This is the gift I promised you last time.”

The tavern in Pernet was completely destroyed by the relic exploration team.

And Verden told her that he would build her a new tavern in an instant, as she had lost her home. For the price she had to pay the relic exploration team.

“The land in Aserne is cheap. The price was even lower when purchased through the Marquis. It’s said to be the best-located building in Aserne, so it would be a good place to set up a tavern.”

“Lord Asher……!”

Fernet, holding the land document in his hand, cried.

Her eyes turned red without her knowing it. Blue sparkled and swirled around her.

'Spirit and human.'

Blue decided to remain in the Kingdom of Estyria.

This was the conclusion that Carans and Fernet reached after a long conversation.

Blue, made up of Verden's magic, is friendly to humans unlike other spirits, and it would be negative to suddenly change the environment in which he lives.

And more than anything, the intimacy that had developed between Blue and Fernet was huge.

“Fernet, what are you going to do about the restrictions on Blue?”

When Verden resurrected Blue, he placed a magic circle around him, restricting his actions so that he would not attack humans.

When we first met, he was hell-bent on annihilating Verden and the adventurers. It was the bare minimum of safety measures.

Fernet stared at Blue.

Then he nodded vigorously.

“Please let me go. I will take good care of Blue.”

“Okay.”

The magic power surged violently.

At the same time, a geometric magic circle rose from Blue and shattered into pieces, disappearing. Since it was written directly with Verden's magic, there was no need to use the destruction method.

Blue, who had become relieved, flew through the sky.

Finally, I stood in front of Kalia.

She tilted her head, her bloodshot eyes shining.

“Should I just end it with a greeting?”

"……no."

Verden showed a bracelet with a blue gem on it.

“This temporarily enhances the sharpness of the weapon───”

“That’s fine.”

Kalia held out her right arm.

No explanation needed. Verden naturally closed her mouth and reached out her hand. The accessory adorned her wrist.

“Don’t worry about it. But aren’t you planning on going to Lines? Samwell, Aiden, and Charlotte would want to say hello.”

“Let’s put that off until next time.”

“Next. Yeah, that sounds good.”

Kalia smiled faintly.

Verden, who had taken his eyes off her, raised his head.

Through the windows of the palace, you can see the Marquis of Esperenza, Melzard, and Linus. Sebas and Kemian are also on one side.

He gave a brief greeting and then looked up.

Adel, Florna, Silis, and Lorian were sitting in the castle tower.

───Goodbye, Asher.

───I hope you are well.

A voice saying goodbye through Lorian's telepathy.

Verden flew into the sky, leaving behind Silis who was slowly waving his hand.

Magical power that envelops the entire body.

His figure disappeared from sight in an instant.