Limit Breaking Genius Mage Chapter 324

Episode 324 Reward (1)

Two old men visit a remote island in the sky.

Upon seeing them, Legritt stepped forward and gave a simple greeting.

“You have arrived. Elder Ren Balhag, Elder Sheorn.”

Two of the three elders of the ark.

Among them, Locke's teacher, Ren Balhag, spoke firmly while carrying his luggage on his back.

“Yes, you came. You made us come. Regret, I thought you were familiar with my antics……. I never thought you would interrupt the Ark meeting in the middle and run away with the candidate.”

“It’s not an escape, it’s an exchange of words.”

“Hmm, it’s an exchange war…….”

Len Balhag looked around.

The blue sky that should have surrounded all sides is nowhere to be found.

Sky Island devoured by shadows.

Dark clouds that look like they will rain down at any moment are slowly drifting away on the wind. Part of the island has split apart as if an earthquake had occurred.

There were also soot marks all over, as if a lightning storm had struck.

“That’s a pretty violent trace for a reason. Fortunately, though, the island itself wasn’t destroyed.”

“Of course. We had no intention of killing each other.”

Verden and Regrit.

Both of them revealed their true abilities by opening their magic, but did not cause any unnecessary destruction.

If he had truly wanted to destroy his opponents, if he had run wild indiscriminately and unleashed all his might, the situation would have been very different.

No matter how solid the ground was, the Sky Island would have collapsed halfway without being able to withstand the force of two people.

If that had happened, it would have been a disaster, whether it was an exchange war or something.

Even if there are no people down there, the aftermath will be enormous.

It must have been a desperate struggle to keep the fragments of the collapsed island from falling to the ground.

“So what was the result?”

“I lost.”

The captain's defeat.

Len Balhag furrowed his eyebrows.

“You, the War Lord of the Empire?”

“Of course, we didn’t have a proper match. But if that flow had continued, we would have lost in the end.”

“You admit it so clearly.”

“Facts are facts.”

Regret was confident.

A part of her golden armor was slightly damaged. However, she felt no sense of defeat or regret.

“But don’t you regret it? If you had written ‘Those’, it would have been different.”

“Isn’t this just a place for exchanges? Even I know how to exercise self-restraint to that extent.”

It is true that he demonstrated his skills as a war lord.

He opened up the magic, mastered the craft, and even used one of his secret weapons.

But that wasn't all.

Because I didn't use the pinnacle of skill or the ancient artifacts that were the last resort.

but.

“Even if I revealed all my power, I don’t know if it would have made a difference in the outcome… I dare not promise. After all, it seems that Asher is hiding as much power as I am, or even more.”

It was an instinctive intuition.

Beyond the transparent and deep walls, I felt an unidentifiable abyss.

“Is that really it……”

Legritt and Len Balhag.

The two people turned their gaze to the side.

At the end of it all was an ashen-haired wizard and another elder, facing each other and conversing.

Verden bowed his head slightly.

“I didn’t know you were an elder.”

“Haha, I guess so. I didn’t say anything on purpose.

Librarian, Sheorn Kernoden.

The library guard pulled his chin.

“You did a good job with the exchange battle. Not only did you neutralize a large number of the Ark candidates with <Magic Awe> that was different in nature from the previous ones, but you also engaged in an exchange battle with the Explorer and Regret. You made a mark in the history of the Ark. You also have a tendency to boil over just like Regret.”

“Excuse me.”

“No need to say that. It was very surprising, embarrassing, and impressive. Neither of us seemed to have been seriously injured, so it seems they followed the rules of the exchange properly.”

The exchange is over.

“So let’s go back to Ark.”

Elder Sheorn held a short staff.

He slowly concentrated his magical power and lowered it vertically.

Whoa whoa whoa.

Magic power flows and forms properties.

As a purple light flashed, the gap split open and space opened up.

'This feeling is… … .'

A powerful force that stimulates the soul.

An overwhelming presence that causes magical powers to stir without me even realizing it.

no way.

“……Were you a transcendent being?”

Elder Sheorn.

A transcendent being who pioneered the magic of space.

He said, smiling at Verden.

“Library. Shouldn’t it be at least that level to protect the treasure trove of knowledge that the Ark possesses?”

Given the scale of the event, I expected there to be a transcendent being. But I never thought the librarian would be the transcendent being.

‘Who on earth is the owner of the ark… … .’

It's not even equal, so why would you put the transcendent one below?

I dared to predict, but I couldn't even imagine what he was. Neither his power, nor his intentions, nor anything else.

“Then let’s go.”

The entrance to the space connected by an arc.

Led by Elder Sheorn, two other elders, a captain, and Verden disappeared inside.

* * *

The Citadel of the Ark, Exordium.

The highest point where the current owner of the ark resides.

“Were there any particular problems?”

“There were none at all. When I arrived, the exchange had just ended. Asher and Regrett both had some injuries, but they were not seriously injured. They would have recovered quickly through natural healing without having to use potions.”

“I see.”

The master of the ark nodded at Elder Len Balhag's report.

“The candidate won the duel with the captain… Even if Regrit didn’t show his full power, his strength exceeded expectations. Is he really someone who overcame the trials of the ancient times?”

“In that sense, there is something I really need to report to you.”

The elder, who was once a captain, spoke with a serious face.

“It is said that Asher used the Demon King’s magic power method, <Arcane>.”

“……!”

The owner of the ark responded.

That wasn't the only surprising news.

“Not only that, but it is said that he reproduced the magic derived from Regrit’s magic. Not exactly the same magic, but in his own way. Perhaps he uses <Arcane> on the same principle. Also, the robe he is wearing is presumed, or rather, confirmed, to be that of the Dark King.”

“Is it clear?”

“There are not many robes made from dragon material in the world…… I also think the same as Regret.”

“A being that handles the things of the Demon King, even though it is not of the Demon King’s bloodline.”

My thoughts become deeper.

The silent master whispered to himself.

'It's not like you simply picked up an ownerless item… Are you saying that you are a successor to something other than blood?'

Surely that can't be······.

'No, I can't say for sure yet.'

You wouldn't know unless you asked Asher directly.

But I had no intention of digging up everything I had gained from the ancient trials, for that would have been against the ideology of the Ark.

This duty also applies to the owner of the ark.

Unnecessary interference with candidates only does harm.

It is the job of the ark to help him find his own way.

It's the same now.

Rewards to those who overcome trials.

Rewards will also be given to those who demonstrate significant results in the exchange battle.

The role of the ark is to facilitate growth without directly helping.

“It’s been decided what to give Asher.”

His gaze turned to Len Balhag.

“Elder Len Balhag.”

“Did you call?”

“Open the library’s archives.”

and.

“Call Elder Sheorn.”

* * *

After the exchange with Regrit, Verden entered the room provided for him.

It was a private space given to candidates who visited the Ark, but it was my first time seeing it in person since I had spent the night in the library.

'It's a good place to organize your thoughts.'

Quiet and spacious.

It was suitable for studying and researching the magical power control and elemental fusion obtained from Regrit.

But there was no time for that.

“Do you know how to drink?”

“If you give it to me, I will take it.”

“What do you prefer?”

“I don’t mind it, but I prefer something neater.”

“You know how to drink.”

A table placed in the center.

Two ordinary wooden chairs.

Elder Len Balhag, sitting across from me, filled the glass himself.

Verden, who had been handed the drink with courtesy, simply made ice and poured it into a glass. Naturally, not a single drop of alcohol splashed out.

The two men who had taken him in at once faced each other.

Suddenly, Len Balhag looked at Verden's hand.

“The [Camellios Leather Gloves] that the duchy gave me as a gift are gone. Are they broken?”

“It happened unintentionally.”

There was no choice.

During a fight with Leonil the Flame in the Kingdom of Estyria, he was unable to withstand the heat of the fire magic and ended up melting.

“Well done. Equipment is only useful if you use it properly. You shouldn’t be afraid or regret breaking it. By the way, you’ve really changed a lot since you subdued Gluttony’s Tooth. It hasn’t been that long…….”

It meant that he lived a very passionate life.

The greater the result you have in your hands, the more difficult the process of obtaining it must have been.

“Thanks to you, the exchange ended early.”

It was literal.

The exchange ended just like that.

How can we continue when most of the participants have lost consciousness? The six candidates who endured <Magic Pressure> also refused to participate in the exchange.

Above all, until the guide, Regret, escaped.

Although the responsibility for this situation was largely hers, Verden also shared a significant portion of it.

Putting everything else aside, Regrit didn't resist the artificially induced spatial movement even though he could have.

Today will go down in history as the day when the fastest-ending exchange war took place.

“And you will be known as the candidate who defeated the most candidates and the wizard who won the duel with the captain. I wonder if that record will be broken later.”

“…….”

Verden was speechless.

But I didn't even reflect on it, let alone regret it.

I have gained so much from fighting the warlords of the Empire and the magic wars. If I were to go back, I would gain more, not less.

“Anyway, let’s stop the small talk here. The reason I’m here drinking is because I have something to offer you. You’ve heard about the trials and exchanges, and the rewards given there, right?”

“I heard about it in advance.”

“That’s why I came to tell you in person. First, about the exchange.”

What Ren Balhag saw was a pure white book with magical symbols on the front cover.

'no way…….'

I have never seen it in person, but I have heard of it.

I had seen a drawing of the same form in a book listing artificial artifacts.

“Is this [Dawon’s Magic Book]?”

“I can recognize you at a glance.”

A magic book is a magical item that uses magic stones to register specific magic and has the ability to strengthen the user's magical abilities.

Verden also owns one of them.

The unopened magic book stolen from the treasure vault of Bohemian Tower was made into the magic book of the earth and connected to a magic circle, and is currently being stored in a subspace.

As we have felt so far, the strengthening effect of the magic book is powerful.

Enough for any wizard to desire it.

The only downside is that a wizard can only use one spellbook.

'But this is different.'

First of all, there is no need to register magic in the magic book of multiple circles.

Like the orb, which was one of the materials of the Orient, it strengthens all magic related to the elemental properties itself.

Unlike existing magic books, it is not limited to a single element.

To sum it up… … it could be said that it is a magic book and collection that truly encompasses all elements.

Only the Artesian Tower can produce magic books.

Among them, there are only a few artificial artifacts in this world like the magician of the multiverse.

But it can't be used like this.

“As you know, the Magic Book of the Multiverse is meaningless on its own. It is an artifact that absorbs and uses other elemental magic books. And the only thing that satisfies this requirement is a magic book that was opened directly by a magician registered in the Magic Book of the Multiverse.”

You must not use a magic book that has been touched by another person's magic power.

Only magic books that you yourself have opened are possible.

It's a simple, but very demanding condition.

“Do you have such a magic book?”

“I just happened to have one.”

“That’s great. I can try it right now.”

There is no reason to refuse.

Verden pulled a dagger from his waist.

'The magic book of Dawon is registered with blood and magic power.'

The magic circuit was activated.

At the same time, he cut his palm a little deeper and squeezed it hard, and a drop of blood filled with magical power fell onto the cover of the magic book.

Boom, boom.

The magic book of Dawon flashes red.

It had greedily sucked in blood and magic power and regained its original white color.

“……!”

A sense of clear connection.

It felt very similar to the imprint of an artifact.

“Congratulations, you are one of the few owners of the Magic Book of Dawon. Now it’s your turn.”

Verden nodded and opened the magic book of Dawon.

There was no bookshelf or anything inside.

There is only a small space that fits the exact dimensions of the magic book.

I took out the magic book of the earth from the subspace and put it inside.

As I closed the bookcase without hesitation, a strong magical light emitted from it.

Soon, among the complex and magical patterns engraved on the cover of Dawon's magic book, the part corresponding to the stripes turned brown.

'The connection to the Earth's Magic Book has been lost.'

But there is no emptiness.

Rather, it became even more filled with magical power.

'It just so happened that I was running out of space to register in my magic book.'

Should I call this luck?

In addition, an external means of strengthening elemental magical abilities other than those of the earth attribute was created.

It became necessary to obtain an unopened magic book.

'Of course, it would be incredibly difficult to obtain.'

It's the same even if you have a lot of money.

If you don't get the chance, it'll be difficult to even see it.

Still, there is no need to be impatient at all.

It was enough to be an additional goal to achieve during the journey.

A satisfied Verden took out a top-grade potion and immediately treated his wounds.

“Judging by your expression, I guess you finished it well.”

“I received something very precious. Thank you.”

“I will convey that message to the Master of the Ark. It was his decision to give this to you. And it is too early to react like that. I still have more to give.”

All that remains is the reward for overcoming the ancient ordeal, the Tomb of the Demon King.

Just one of Dawon's magic books was enough to fill the garage.

But there was something more to give… … . It may seem excessive, but considering the size of the ark, it wasn’t something Verden had to worry about.

“But the reward is not mine to give.”

"then……."

“It’s about time, so I’ll be there soon. I’ll be going now. It was nice meeting you.”

Elder Ren Balhag, having filled his glass with wine, stormed out of the room.

‘… … It’s quiet.’

When I was alone, silence came over me.

The only sound that could be heard was the ticking of the clock's second hand. Soon, the minute and hour hands began to tilt together.

Hwaaaaaaaaaaah!

Space is twisted.

A familiar person appeared in the midst of the rippling waves of magical power.

Elder Sheorn, the head librarian of the library.

He suddenly appeared, and without even giving me a chance to say hello, he sat down where Ren Balhag had been sitting, leaned back, and took a sip of his drink.

“It’s neat. Not bad.”

“See the elder───”

“I would like you to call me Librarian instead of Elder. I prefer that. Well, if you are as stubborn as Legritt, you can call me whatever you want.”

Verden listened.

“Yes, Librarian.”

“Good. Then let’s get straight to the point. Elder Ren Balhag must have already made a promise.”

Elder Sheorn took a book out of his bosom and placed it on the table.

This time it was a book.

However, it was not a magical item like a magic book.

There is no magic in it.

I can confidently say that the knowledge contained within it was in no way inferior.

“……I heard that books on spatial magic are not available to candidates.”

“It certainly was. However, there are exceptions. Overcoming the Tomb of the Demon King, which was classified as an ancient ordeal, is one such case.”

Swish.

The elder pushed the book away gently.

As if I could take it whenever I wanted, readily.

But the story isn't over yet.

“This book is a reward for you. But it is one of the choices.”

Choice?

So is there something else?

Verden tilted his head inwardly.

“Asher, I heard that your magic is very special. You can reproduce other people’s magic, and the magic derived from it, in your own way… Is that right?”

“Similar.”

Ask the magician

Verden didn't try hard to hide it.

Because what the librarian or Legrit is aware of is only a small part.

“I see. So I’m going to show you another option.”

Elder Sheorn moved his magic.

It was not rough but soft. The transcendental spirit gently enveloped the space.

“I am Sheorn Kernoden. A transcendent magician who pioneered the magic of space.”

He held out his hand.

The space twisted and purple fluorescence flickered.

“Should I take the space magic book, or take a look at my magic?”

Elder Sheorn twisted the corner of his mouth.

It was a smile filled with the wizard's characteristic curiosity.

“Okay. Choose, Asher.”

One of the two.

They are different, but have the same meaning.

The space magic I've been longing for,

That power finally appeared before Verden.