Limit Breaking Genius Mage Chapter 274

Epilogue to Episode 274 (2)

Light slowly began to return to the Bohemian Tower.

Although the restoration of the power source is still a long way off, the functions that are needed immediately are being activated using magic stones as fuel.

A temporary measure that was possible because many special magic circles were used to act as passages for magical power. Even if the efficiency was maximized, the cost of magic stones consumed was not small… … but it was unavoidable.

In this way, the Bohemian Tower was gradually recovering its power. And also the recovery of the experimental data that had been largely destroyed by the power source's overload.

At the forefront were the disciples of Matapju.

“Hehehehe.”

The second disciple of Baloch Besias, Rayshen Taillord.

Under the stone lantern, dark green hair and dark green eyes gave off a faint light.

Although he was already well into his 40s, his overall appearance was closer to that of a teenager. This was the result of delaying aging with a drug he developed.

Instead, there were disadvantages such as the mind changing to match the appearance, but I didn't care at all.

“Well, I hope it works this time.”

Rayshen tilted his head and walked forward.

The tightly bound test subject gave off a hazy look. Rayshen scanned his body and injected the syringe without hesitation.

The injection needle penetrated the magic circuit exactly. As I applied force to my finger, the piston moved forward, and some unknown blue drug was injected into my body.

“……!!……!!!!”

The test subject glows.

The heart connected to the magic circuit thumped hard, and a faint chill appeared. The cold froze part of the laboratory, but Reishen did not move.

I just rub my chin and observe the progress with interest.

“Crunch…… Crunch……”

The subject's pupils burst open. The blood dripping from the corner of his mouth was sticky and dark red.

Soon the drug began to take effect and the subject's eyes began to flicker. The subject began to breathe heavily as if he were about to die.

Clap clap clap.

Rayshen clapped his hands.

“Oh, I survived. At this point, it’s almost finished. If the power source hadn’t gone out of control, I would have finished it last year, but I’m only just finishing it now. Take this separately and send it to Death Penalty.”

“Yes, Lord Rayshen.”

The researcher who received the order loaded the test subject onto the cart.

The man who couldn't die would be used as an easy experiment for the first disciple. Here, living humans, whether wizards or not, were mere materials.

Rayshen changed into my clothes.

As I was happily adjusting my clothes while looking in the mirror, a wizard wrapped in a robe appeared silently.

“Huh? What’s going on all of a sudden?”

“The Lord of the Tower is calling.”

Rayshen turned his gaze.

He tilted his head with an innocent face.

“…Master?”

* * *

The top floor of the Bohemian Tower.

The passage leading to Baloch's personal space, located in the vast void of space, is lined with security magic circles of terrible power.

As Rayshen approached the entrance, magical light scanned his body.

The magic circles that had completed their recognition stopped working one by one. I rolled my eyes to confirm that the path was completely open, and then I walked forward.

Finally, we reached the end of the passage.

At the same time, a metal door with a geometric pattern opens. As I step inside, a nearly perfect, wide space comes into view.

But I felt a strange, unfamiliar current.

'Huh? Was there anyone there?'

I looked around but there was no sign.

Leishen, who dismissed it as a simple delusion, laid down on the prepared seat.

Baloch, who had been sitting at the head of the table meditating quietly, slowly raised his eyelids.

Without further ado, let's get straight to the point.

Baloch did not like wasting time unnecessarily.

“How far has the work progressed?”

“Um, so… Overall, we’ve managed to recover about half of them. We’ve even managed to make prototypes of some of the experiments that were previously in progress. The Black Hour prisoners that we managed to capture with great difficulty are quite sturdy.”

Rayshen sighed.

“But since you’ve arbitrarily intervened to help out on other towers, it’ll be hard to get more durable test subjects. Ha, so annoying.”

It's been a year since the war started and you're only coming out now.

As expected, it was truly unpleasant to see the lower and middle-ranking towers struggling to pay off their debt to the Bohemian Tower.

A group of people who wander around like beggars, looking for something to eat.

“And have you heard that? For months now, when we count the dead after fighting, there have been rumors that some bodies have disappeared without a trace.”

Also known as the body thief.

This was a phenomenon that was taking place in the combat zone between Bohemian Tower and Black Hour.

At first I thought it was just a trivial story, but since there were more than a few such reports, I could no longer ignore them.

“I heard the story.”

“Could it be some kind of undead-like aberration? Hmm, it’s not just us. Black Hour corpses are also disappearing, and judging by the fact that they appear in other combat zones, I don’t think it’s an ordinary monster.”

“There’s nothing strange about it. The world is so vast that there are bound to be evil beings. I’ve already told the Council of Elders to investigate, so it will be revealed soon. So don’t worry about it.”

“Yes, I will.”

Rayshen agreed.

I was curious, but since the elders were already there, there was no point in interfering.

“But Master, why did you call me?”

“You may already know. Recently, there have been attacks by people or groups associated with my tower near the Midlos Dominion and Kylians on the Eastern Continent.”

The Bohemian Tower was built on the Western Continent.

Although they had established a foothold in the Central Continent, it was not easy to reach the Eastern Continent because the distance was too far.

So Baloch has been investing for quite some time in areas where outside forces, such as the Midloth Dominion, could intervene.

However, before the fruits could be seen, problems with the power source and the Black Hour arose, and the Eastern Continent, which had been the subject of much effort, had to be abandoned for nearly two years.

Naturally, the influence that was barely secured was bound to be reduced.

“Actually, isn’t the culprit obvious? It’s probably the Towers that hate us, or the ones who barely escaped the Bohemian Tower’s target. It could be both… or it could be the same force.”

“Ah, that new group.”

Society.

A new force known to oppose the current system of the Magic Tower.

It hadn't been long since they had been revealed, and since they were active on the Eastern Continent, I didn't know much about them, but from what I heard, they weren't ordinary guys.

Well, it would be funny if it didn't go to that extent to dare to oppose the Magic Tower.

“Probably not the Society. Their actions are too chaotic. It must be the misdeeds of those who are dissatisfied with my magic tower.”

“That’s very possible. But it would be quite annoying. Even if other magic towers support the Black Hour war, they don’t have the manpower to wipe out the remnants on the eastern continent far away, right?”

Ah, Rayshen suddenly raised his head.

“Surely… you didn’t call me to handle it? That would be too bothersome and pointless.”

“Don’t worry. I have no intention of wasting the power of the Magic Tower on dealing with those guys.”

“Are you talking about hiring people from outside? Hmm, in my personal opinion, I don’t think that’s a good idea. Not only is it expensive, but if they make a mistake, it will damage the prestige of the Bohemian Tower. And above all, I doubt they’ll be able to do the job properly.”

Those who escaped the pursuit of the Bohemian Tower.

Most of them were left alone because there was no reason to bother trying to catch them, but there were a few strong ones who managed to break through the encirclement and escape on their own.

If those guys get together, it'll be a headache in many ways.

“Outside forces will use it as bait and to track down the remnants.”

“Then who will kill them?”

“Heavenly Sword, Adrian Chanvers.”

* * *

One of Baloch's test subjects.

The collection he had wasn't just about objects.

“Adrian… did you succeed in the experiment?”

“Yes, the basis for brainwashing through forced magic circles has been completed. Thanks to Adrian. However, as a result of numerous trials and errors, I have almost lost my senses. I have held out for a long time, but soon I will be completely useless. As a human being, and as a test subject.”

Baloch twisted his lips.

“So shouldn’t we use as much as we can until the end?”

The outside forces pursue the hostile forces, and Adrian annihilates them all without exception.

And with the forced magic circle, the suicide order entered into the call, Adrian disappears without a trace.

It kills three birds with one stone: conserve the tower's power, eliminate external forces that need to pay for maintenance from the tower, and make meaningful use of the soon-to-be-dead test subjects.

Efficiency was a vital element in magic.

“And the Dominion. That cheeky guy seems to value his relationship with the other Towers more, so it wouldn’t be bad if we could deal with him together.”

“Hey, this is the final stage of the ‘Central Continent Powerhouse’. That’ll make for a pretty good picture. So all I have to do is move the Heavenly Sword to the Eastern Continent?”

“If I do that, I will be able to complete my mission without having to monitor you separately. My magic circle and brainwashing are perfect. But there is one more thing.”

Baloch pulled out his short staff.

The body of the short staff was engraved with a magic circle that I had never seen before.

“Raixian, you go find someone from the Central Continent.”

“Who is it?”

“Isabella Argyle. A sorceress who resisted despite having a forced magic circle engraved on her body, and managed to escape from your death row inmate, ‘Croden.’”

Rayshen opened her eyes wide.

“There is a human who can endure the call of death? Is that possible? And on top of that, he can even ward off the pursuit of death?”

“Human… It’s ambiguous to say. However, it is clear that he has somewhat counteracted the control of my magic circle. Of course, he is not in perfect condition.”

Matapju crossed his arms.

“Anyway, in the end, the woman disappeared without a trace, avoiding tracking. All I know is that she is somewhere in the Central Continent. But with this, I can find her.”

The wand in front of you has a newly developed magic circle engraved on it.

Using blood as a medium, you can know the life and death and location of an opponent with a call engraved on them, and you can give commands remotely.

In other words, it was a controller that could control those with a compulsory magic circle engraved on them.

Adrian and Isabella's blood is now registered in this wand.

“When you activate this magic circle, it will last for one hour, and you will have to wait exactly five days before using it again. It may not be something that can be done in one or two days, but you should be able to shorten the search time considerably.”

“Well, I’ll do my best, but… is there a reason I need to find that woman right now?”

“Isabella, that woman has a body that is almost immortal because she took special blood. I can confidently say that there is no one more important to your drug experiment than this.”

“An immortal test subject…….”

Rayshen licked his lips.

“If the Master can confirm it, that will be worth it. Much more than recovering the experimental data. Understood. I will retrieve it and bring it back.”

“I will open the space magic circle myself. Departure is in two days. Ask Krond for more information about Isabella.”

“Understood, Master.”

Rayshen nodded and stood up.

His steps as he left the space were light as if he was in a godly mood. It was a frivolous attitude that did not fit his age, but it was inevitable as it was the price of delaying aging.

The second disciple's presence disappeared.

Baloch waved his right hand after confirming that the security magic circle in the passage was fully activated.

The magic seal that had been blocking the space hidden in the corner broke, revealing the young man who had been trapped.

“So, ‘Body Thief’, what did you say you wanted to do for me?”

“Huh, a corpse thief… isn’t that an excessive title when I was just collecting materials?”

The man spoke in a flat voice.

The sight of him just opening his mouth without any expression was incredibly bizarre.

“Huh. I think that’s a fitting name for a suspicious guy who approached me using a body double.”

Baloch's eyes lit up.

The transcendent's insight was able to accurately detect the being beyond that human-shaped lump of flesh.

“I see. But don’t think too badly of it. It takes great courage to face the second most powerful transcendent being among the ten magic towers.”

“Your legs are long.”

“Then let me get straight to the point. I came to you because I thought I could join hands with you, Lord Bohemian.”

“Cooperation out of nowhere…….”

Baloch rested his chin on his hand.

He looked down at the man with the arrogant attitude of a ruler.

“Shouldn’t you reveal your identity before that?”

“Excuse me. I can’t reveal the ‘identity’ I’m currently active in, but I can tell you who we are.”

The man's voice was distorted.

Immediately afterwards, the old man's voice rang out quietly.

“The third fang of Gluttony, please call me Beldoran.”

* * *

Smuggler's Canyon is very busy during the season when winter begins.

It was time to head to the autonomous territory. I had to move so quickly that I didn't have time to open my eyes while preparing all kinds of smuggled goods.

This time, it was a little easier because there were no illegal immigrants, but it was still physically and mentally exhausting.

So now I just had to get some rest.

The road to the Autonomy was extremely rough. No matter how much know-how you had, if you let your guard down, you'll die.

For that reason, the smuggler Padreld was devoted to rest.

But then an uninvited guest arrived.

“So, you need someone to guide you through the Midloth Dominion?”

"okay."

"aha."

Padrel covered his face with both hands.

I closed my eyes tightly in the shadows beneath my hands.

'Mad, why is the ruler of Loafra here… …!'

I heard news from the other world a long time ago.

I was shocked when I heard that the wizard who had been rampaging in the canyon had killed Grond last time… …but I thought we would never meet again.

If you reign over the underworld, you can live like a king until you die, so there's no reason for you to leave. In that case, there was no reason to use Smuggler's Canyon.

But the situation is this.

Since it was unavoidable, I had to make the most rational choice possible.

Padrel nodded, trying to shake off his fatigue and embarrassment.

“Oh, I understand, I will personally… guide you through the Dominion.”

“Thank you.”

Padreld chewed the inside of his mouth.

To be honest, that kind of gratitude wasn't necessary.

“But if you want to go to the autonomous region, you’ll have to wait about two weeks.”

Verden frowned.

“Two weeks?”

“Well… um, it would be quicker if you saw it for yourself.”

Padreld guided us to the bottom of the canyon.

A torrent of water was rushing into the huge passage he pointed to with his finger.

“As you can see, there is a strong current flowing through this canyon. It periodically weakens and then reverses, and our smugglers follow it to and from the Dominion or the Kingdom of Estyria. It is dangerous, but it can get you there dozens of times faster than by carriage.”

but.

“The current is too strong right now. Even for a veteran like me, if I make one wrong move, the boat will capsize in an instant. After about two weeks, the speed will be sufficient and stability will be guaranteed to some extent, so you can take advantage of that time. No matter how much time is money, you can’t leave your life to chance.”

Verden looked closely at the water current.

Certainly, as Padreld had said, it was a century difficult to travel by normal ship. Immediately afterwards, the smugglers' ship was confirmed to be anchored in a safe place.

The number is six in total.

There are two medium-sized ones and four small-sized ones.

The calculation was completed quickly.

“I can’t wait two weeks now.”

"……yes?"

“I’ll give you one day, so get ready.”

It was a sudden order.

Padreld, who had been looking blank, shook his head strongly.

“No, no, no! If you do something wrong, you’ll die!”

It was desperate opposition.

The face of the smuggler who was listening nearby turned pale.

Verden made his assurance in the cooling atmosphere.

“Don’t worry. You won’t die.”