Limit Breaking Genius Mage Chapter 327

Episode 327 Wanted Order (1)

While Verden and Leila attended the exchange, Adrian approached the secrets hidden by the city of Riverrun.

Kidnap the mayor's aide who is having a secret meeting with the adventurer's guild leader.

As a result, they discovered the corpses of Ainzoid beings crammed onto a city-owned ship.

Even the body of a dead adventurer was preserved inside a rotting lump of meat.

I judged it to be a trace of a warlock, not a devil worshiper.

However, while trying to collect evidence, I encountered the city's guardians who had brought the Knights Templar.

Sandorn Gusav.

One of the seven guardians who hold the title of Guardian of Riverrun.

He was a bodyguard for Mayor Troven, who was also a member of the Council of Cailliens, and a sniper who could easily hit even ants crawling through cracks in the floor.

Archer.

Up until now, there has never been an opponent that has not been pierced by an arrow he has shot with determination.

It is not simply a matter of winning or losing. Sandorn's fighting style is to tease and eventually hunt down prey like a cunning beast.

He was a man of ability.

But there is always something higher.

Swish.

Riverrun's knights approach in formation.

Behind him, the wizard gathered his magic power, and Sandorn leisurely placed an arrow on the bow.

The only one who can deal with them is Adrian.

“Phew.”

Adrian grew lungs.

He took a step forward, strengthening his body enough that his energy would not be visible to the outside.

───!

A sword light that illuminates the dim darkness.

The blade of the demon sword pierced through my field of vision, leaving not even a shadow behind.

Sword strikes rained down on the knights, cutting down the flying <Multiple Ice Arrows> in the blink of an eye.

“……!”

I immediately took up my sword, but it was no use.

The same was true for armor, and putting energy on it was meaningless.

Choaaaah!

The moment you feel something brushing past, it's over.

The knights who had their necks neatly cut off along with the metal were torn apart. They, who could be called Riverrun's elite, were unable to do anything.

It was a sad end for a knight who was considered a semi-noble. It was a death worse than that of a goblin.

Self-inflicted.

“This, this……!”

The bewildered wizard's wand glows red.

“Crazy, why are you using fire magic here───”

<Fireball>

Sandorn tried to stop him, but it was too late.

Third-tier fire magic.

The explosive power is not suitable for use in confined spaces.

Especially if the place is inside a hull made of more than half wood. This ship even carries oil drums.

As a camouflage to hide the transport of Ain't human corpses.

At that moment, Adrian cut the <Fireball>.

The magical array was broken by the power of the Demon Sword Cedence. The two flames, which had lost their original power, split and struck the walls on both sides.

Boom! Boom!

The flames exploded and the surrounding area became bright.

Adrian, without even looking at her, kicked the sword that was at his feet.

It was the weapon of the knight who had just died. The blade cut through the air in the blink of an eye and landed between the wizard's eyebrows.

Phew.

Instant death, of course.

Adrian, who was wearing a robe over his head and hiding his identity, spoke softly.

“I’ll say it again. Take me to the market.”

It's different from before.

A chill ran down my spine.

'It's quite… dangerous, isn't it?'

Sandorn's instincts sounded the alarm.

Movements and speeds that are difficult to follow with your own eyes are fatal. Such a narrow space is disadvantageous in terms of matchup.

We need to keep some distance.

You have to change the stage and hunt.

'I can't help it.'

He turned the bowstring he was aiming to the side.

An arrow pierced the flames at an angle and pierced the floor.

“That’s… Sir, Sandorn, no way!!”

The article's prediction was right on the mark.

The red-hot arrowhead was stuck in the oil drum.

And───

Kwaaaaaaaaaaah!

A massive explosion occurred internally, striking the center of the hull.

Not only was all the evidence destroyed, but the remaining knights who were present also died.

Sandorn, who managed to escape alone, took a deep breath of the outside air.

Riverrun's dawn street.

I quickly climbed up the wall and onto the roof of the building. I ran forward without stopping.

'I've done this, so they won't be able to chase me.'

Sandorn clicked his tongue nervously.

'By the way, where the hell did you come from?'

There was not enough information to make any sense.

At least… … the hypothesis that he was an adventurer secretly dispatched from the Adventurer’s Guild without the knowledge of the guild master of Riverrun is more likely.

However, I have never heard of anyone wielding a sword like that.

Even though the circumstances are what they are, it is clear that he is no ordinary man, seeing as he kills the city's knights without hesitation.

"……hmm?"

My sense of touch suddenly prickled.

I instinctively glanced over my shoulder, and saw that the intruder was chasing me.

There is no trace of soot from the explosion.

The distance that was once widened is gradually narrowing.

Much faster than I thought.

'What kind of speed is that?!'

He chewed his lips and placed four arrows on the bowstring.

Almost at the same time, Sandorn turned around and let go of his hand.

Skill, competition.

The arrows follow strange trajectories.

A surefire arrow that reacts to the opponent's energy and tracks him.

It is possible to block it, but impossible to avoid it. This was originally a technique or situation used for sniping from a distance.

Head, forehead, shoulders, knees.

It's a simultaneous hit.

'It would be great if it hit, but even if you block them all, the center is tangled.'

He pierces my head through that gap.

Sandorn, who revealed his will to live, raised the corners of his lips.

“You’re slow.”

Adrian put his weight on his toes.

Crunch. The rooftop he was standing on split open and the new model disappeared.

The arrows flew through the air.

Adrian, who had overtaken Sandorn who was running ahead in an instant, kicked back again and twisted his waist.

"this……!"

Bam!

A sharp kick struck.

I barely managed to block it with my bow, but I was pushed back by the force. The shock, which had been reduced by half, pierced my side.

Sandorn fell down, groaning deeply, and rolled on the floor.

“Lee, X baby !!”

Get into a sliding position.

At the same time, he spun around as if jumping and twisted the bowstring to fire the arrow.

A very close range, a decisive blow.

This is inevitable.

As he thought, the arrow pierced the opponent's head.

“Okay……!”

At that moment, Adrian's body became blurred.

The afterimage belatedly disappeared without a trace. Adrian, who was holding onto the guardian from behind, hit the bastard in the face with his elbow.

Ugh.

The bridge of the nose has sunk.

Sandorn fell to his knees, his consciousness fading.

The tip of the Demon Sword fell vertically. Sandorn's index and middle fingers, which he had trained for a long time, were cut off.

The archer's lifeline was cut off without mercy.

“Kkwaa───!”

Adrian stomped on Sandorn's back.

The suffocating weight caused irregular, gurgling breathing.

'Is this the guardian of the city?'

It was somewhat tolerable, but that was it.

The Kylians are a nation that is nothing more than a confederation of cities.

Compared to that, the Central Continent was incomparably vast and dangerous. To be honest, someone as powerful as Sandorn would be more than enough.

Adrian, who had an intimidating reputation on such a stage, was no match for him.

Swish, Adrian grabbed the bastard by the hair.

And then he said.

As if this was his last chance, he threatened.

“To the market, guide me.”

“Ugh……!”

With this the Guardian has been secured.

It was time to seriously look for evidence of the dark magician that the city was hiding.

* * *

Verden, who had been listening to the detailed report, turned his head.

I glanced at the haggard-looking Mayor Troven, who had been given some first aid.

“And then you met the mayor.”

“Yes, I managed to find it by directly asking the Guardian for information. He was hiding in a secret room in the city hall.”

The next one was simple.

Interrogation that includes physical questioning.

It wouldn't be a difficult task, since Adrian had absolute control.

however.

“A curse was carved into the mayor’s body.”

A curse that suppresses the mind and silences the mouth.

It was cleverly hidden, but it could not fool Adrian's eyes.

During the time when they reigned as one of the four powers of the Central Continent, they had many encounters with black magicians who dealt with evil curses.

Thanks to that, I was also learning how to remove curses.

'Use your energy to concentrate the curse in one place and cut it off.'

It's a simple but effective way to do it.

Of course, this wasn't all, but for most curses, this method was enough.

“Is that where the problem started?

“……Yes. There wasn’t just one curse. There was another high-level curse engraved on my right hand that I wasn’t aware of.”

The moment the energy was ignited, another curse responded.

Before I could even react, an ominous magical power enveloped all directions.

It was a deadly curse.

Not only did it suck out all the life from all directions, it also caused severe mental confusion.

Of course, Adrian succeeded in resisting.

But Sandorn, the city's guardian, could not do so.

───Kuaaaaaaah!

The skin that touches the skin by absorbing life energy.

Immediately afterwards, he went berserk and started running wild, his energy exploding. The killing intent that arose from this was directed at Mayor Troven, not Adrian.

So I cut it.

Because if the market dies here, we won't find out anything.

“And with the magic sword that my lord gave me, I cut off the mayor’s arm. As expected, the curse fell away as the magical power arrangement was interrupted, and he became quiet. Immediately after, I gave him a quick first aid treatment with a potion and brought him here.”

After that, the market was monitored.

Because I didn't know when the curse would come back.

In addition, the moment the bastard regained consciousness, I completely cut off his consciousness in case another curse occurred.

“I understand the situation. Where is the market’s hand?”

“Here it is.”

Adrian took the severed body out of the space bag.

The skin was dark and the black veins were like spider webs on the right forearm. Even after several days, there was no signs of decay.

As I heightened the magician's senses, I could clearly feel the heterogeneous magical power.

'I don't know what kind of curse it is, but it's definitely high-ranking.'

Because the curse still lives.

Not only that, the remnants of the curse remaining on the mayor's body are slowly eating away at his body. It seems like he won't be able to hold out for much longer.

Verden stroked his chin.

“It’s bigger than I thought.”

“I am sorry, my lord.”

“I didn’t say that to you, Adrian. The fact that the Luas Church secretly requested this was not an easy task to begin with. But I never thought that a black magician would be involved in this city…….”

Well, anyway, the goal was achieved.

We have secured evidence related to the black magician.

This concludes the investigation into Riverrun.

After relaying the news to Leila, all that was left to do was relay the information to the person from the Luas Church who had requested it from her.

however.

'How do I explain this?'

* * *

“So… while you were trying to secure evidence against some kind of warlock, the mayor’s aide and the city’s guardian died, and you ended up kidnapping the crippled mayor?”

“If I just speak from the results, then yes.”

"aha."

Leila, who had come to the inn, nodded.

Her gaze slowly looked around, passing by Verden, Adrian, and the dire state of Mayor Troven.

Leila blinked, her face hidden by her helmet.

'What on earth do these people do?'

It was absolutely absurd.

One of them will wreak havoc on the Ark while the other will turn Riverrun upside down… … .

It's ridiculous.

I couldn't think of anything to say.

I never thought that the investigation I requested would turn out this big.

Leila shook her head.

Yeah, it wasn't the time to be completely flustered.

“Whew… I definitely didn’t want this situation to end up like this, but I think this is enough for the investigation. Now all I have to do is meet my client.”

“Have you decided on a meeting place?”

“We’ve agreed to meet at a small village northeast of here. We haven’t set a specific date, but I’ll contact you when I get there, so we’ll meet up soon.”

The destination has been decided.

“But if possible, I think it would be better to take it to the market.”

Smuggling of human corpses is one thing, but trading in the bodies of dead adventurers is another.

As a fellow adventurer, I felt an indescribable sense of disgust, but I had to give up my life.

That way, you can find the warlock who cursed you and traded your corpse.

“So I guess I’ll have to ask Bishop Lena for help. I don’t know for sure whether Riverrun’s church is involved in this incident yet… but I have no other choice.”

Bishop Lena is currently in the square.

It was to celebrate the New Year and pray to the God of Light.

Verden agreed.

“That would be good. Instead, I think it would be better to move to another location.”

The three people glanced outside.

In the street below the window, knights and soldiers were moving busily.

Then they stormed into the building.

“We will conduct a brief search. Please cooperate.”

“Yes, yes!”

Is it to find a market?

The place where Verden and his party are currently located is a top-class inn.

So it looks like it hasn't been searched yet… … but it may be just a matter of time.

Verden said, gathering his thoughts.

“Adrian, go and hire a carriage. The biggest, most expensive, most magnificent one.”

* * *

Riverrun's square welcoming the New Year.

The clergy, led by Bishop Lena, raised their voices and sang in harmony. The heart-rending hymns resonated everywhere.

Citizens, each wearing a cross around their neck, offered prayers.

“May the light of Luas be with you this year too! Be happy, everyone!”

Bishop Lena waved both hands with a big smile on her face.

Her pink hair swayed. Her matching appearance was enough to steal people's attention.

She, who had been praising God, sat down in a corner to rest.

“Whew, praying is good, but if you don’t have money, you lose motivation….”

He muttered in a very small voice.

As she took a moment to rest, a shadow appeared in front of her.

“Bishop Lena.”

Layla covered her entire body with a robe.

Bishop Lena was genuinely delighted to see her in full body armor.

“Hello, Lady Leila! I heard you went outside the city to subdue the Ain race, and now you’re back! Just wait a moment. I’ll finish up and go to the church to relieve you of the demon’s curse. Oh, and have you heard the rumor? Well, the mayor───”

Thud.

Suddenly, Leila grabbed her hand.

“Bishop, I need your help.”

It was a serious voice.

Bishop Lena smiled as soon as he heard him.

“Yes, I will help in whatever way I can.”

It was the goodwill of a superior bishop.

A lively and playful personality was only part of Bishop Lena's character. He was always ready to help anyone in need.

Yeah, until just now.

A huge carriage used only by the upper class.

Bishop Lena, who had entered, stared blankly ahead.

Mayor Troven, who had gone missing a few days ago, was sitting there unconscious, with one of his arms cut off.

“…….”

Silence fell.

Finally, Bishop Lena opened her lips.

“I want to go out.”

"no."

Thud. Adrian closed the door.