Limit Breaking Genius Mage Chapter 343

Episode 343 Gathering (1)

A primitive environment located to the west of the Republic of Beldirn, aka the 'Unreachable Forest'.

The sky is blocked by giant trees, averaging about 80 meters tall, so sunlight barely reaches them.

There is darkness everywhere.

It's a world of survival of the fittest.

Nature occasionally echoes with the screams of prey, but today was quite different.

A ruin that has long since lost its original form, located in an unreachable forest.

A war was raging inside.

Thud. Thud. Thud.

Assisted by priests, the knights advance.

Surrounded by miracles of light, they tore the shadows apart.

Divine power is basically the natural enemy of black magic.

As the light illuminated all directions, the sky began to distort in strange ways.

The affected black magic circle is disappearing.

Soon, the hidden structure appeared and the beings belonging to the glory of the corpse were revealed.

The engagement was immediate.

<Bone Sphere>

<Acid Javelin>

<Multiple Ice Arrows>

<Earthborn>

… … .

It was a surprise attack, but there was no sign of panic.

As if they had been waiting, material world black magic and elemental magic poured down like a downpour.

Mental black magic was excluded because it was particularly weak to divine power.

Boom! Boom! Bang!

A huge sacred shield shakes irregularly.

One is still solid.

The believers who successfully entered the target distance prepared for an attack.

“Into the boundless light!”

The knights began to charge forward without hesitation, shouting the glory of God, their swords flashing.

They dashed into close combat after dodging and breaking the flying magic.

“Ugh!”

Soon, the divine blade shattered and pierced his breastbone.

Since the opponent is the opponent, the paladin also takes damage in real time, but there is no disruption to the battle.

“Luas, please protect your sword.”

Because Bishop Lena and the priests in the rear ranks were thoroughly assisting by praying for miracles of healing.

and.

<Holy Servant>

Summoned Servants of Light can withstand impact from a distance.

Attack, defense, support.

Excellent in every way.

That is why the fighting style of the Luas Church has no clear weaknesses.

Of course, it is by no means invincible.

Kwajik!

The cursed awl, which he had failed to dodge in time to block the undead's blow, pierced the paladin's neck.

“Kruk, kruk…….”

The blood in the prayer pooled, making a phlegm-like sound.

Breathing is impossible.

His bones and nerves are damaged, and the curse that impedes healing has dug deep into his body, making miracles ineffective.

Sigh.

Then, the undead's sword cut deep into his abdomen.

He clutched his neck and fell to the ground, bleeding.

A fatal wound that was close to instant death. Normally, he would have died within seconds without being able to do anything.

But there is an archbishop here.

“Do not succumb to their malice.”

A miracle unfolded at Joseph's fingertips.

The lofty divine power obliterated the nearby undead along with the curse, and completely healed the paladin's wounds.

The knight, who had suddenly become fine, picked up his sword again and rushed into the front line.

Archbishop of the Holy See, Joseph.

He is like an impregnable wall in himself.

If Joseph does not fall, those who are with him will not fall either.

A person who leads the battle single-handedly.

This was the miracle of the seven archbishops, the representatives of the world's religions.

“Oh, Luas!”

The immortal knights attacked with even greater ferocity.

The distance is narrowing.

The resistance of the warlocks who had expended considerable magical power began to weaken.

“Don’t back down! Kill them all! Kill those who believe in this false religion!”

“Kwaaak……!”

“For the glory of the great corpse!”

The scream of the last horse brushes my ears.

Before long, quiet silence returned.

As a result, the Luas Church succeeded in burning down a stronghold of the glory of the corpse without a single casualty.

Thud, thud.

The knights occupied the interior of the ruins.

After a thorough search, Paladin Railver reported to Joseph.

“As you instructed, several of the warlocks fled during the fight.”

“Thank you for your hard work.”

It was not completely suppressed.

Raiding a stronghold is just a way to attract attention.

You need to make as much noise as possible while other people go about their own plans.

“……But have you found any traces of ‘it’?”

Those things the glory of the corpse seeks.

The reason Joseph was directly dispatched to the Eastern Continent by order of the Pope and the Saintess, so that the Kingdom of Luas could prevent the glory of the corpse.

Railver shook his head at the archbishop's serious question.

“It wasn’t here.”

“Is that so? It would be natural, since it was already discovered by Haldirn. But it is certain that it has not fallen into their hands yet…….”

Joseph walked forward, caressing his necklace.

“We must retrieve it before the seal is broken. Whatever they are planning… After that, we will subdue the servants who lead the glory of the corpse.”

“I will keep that in mind.”

* * *

A carriage operated by Verden flew through the sky.

There's only one person inside, Adrian. Jack hasn't been released yet.

'It's not too late to talk about the details when you get there.'

It's enough to explain the situation and hear the story once.

Moreover, there may be some unidentified dark magic inside Jack that Verden and Adrian have not yet figured out.

It was the best and most appropriate decision to take him to Archbishop Joseph.

Then Adrian asked.

“Sir, are you by any chance acquainted with that man named Jack?”

It was a valid question.

Verden was certain that Jack was sealed just by his presence and his presence.

“Yeah, I know.”

It's not just a simple encounter.

Sword and magic.

They even officially clashed with Verden, which was in the 4th place.

“I participated in a competition at the agency of the Principality of Rivian two years ago. We met in the finals then.”

“Of course, my lord won.”

“I got this as a prize.”

One of the rings adorning Verden's hand, the Ring of Cold (fake).

Since I got my hands on this, my ice magic has been consistently enhanced.

Well, at this point, it's only a minor effect.

“And Jack, who came in second, received Kang Wan’s belt.”

To the Prince of Libyan, I vividly remember who received what.

The last conversation I had with Jack was the same.

At that time, Jack, who was waiting in front of the gate of the Duchy's castle, asked Verden this.

───Are you thinking of going to the Republic of Beldirn?

───None.

It was a sudden proposal.

Of course, Verden refused.

Because I was having friction with Gluttony and had no reason to go to the Republic.

'But I never thought we would meet like this.'

It was an unexpected encounter.

I wasn't particularly happy or anything. We've never been that close.

Anyway, if we just take Jack and return to Quarry, it's over.

Verden and Adrian have finished all their work.

The rest is up to others.

* * *

Map of the central part of the Eastern Continent.

Among them, if you point to the city of Kylians, Third Mill, and follow the blue line down, you will come across a city.

It is a bustling place where all kinds of ships and goods come and go, as it is the center where several rivers including the Hein River are connected.

Because of that, the fishy smell was strong, but it was a daily routine for the residents who had become accustomed to it.

The only exception was the winter weather.

“Oh my, it’s cold……!”

The harbormaster came rushing into the office.

Before I could even take off my thick fur coat, I put a magic stone into the everyday magic item I had bought last year and activated it.

As I waited, stomping my feet, the room slowly began to warm up.

“Whew. Now I feel like I can live.”

Only then did I take off my coat and lie down comfortably on the chair.

Gulp.

Until just a moment ago, it was enough to warm my body, but now that I've done that, I'm hungry.

“Is this why people’s greed is endless? Hmm, if I just had a plate of spicy fish stew at a time like this, I wouldn’t have any regrets…….”

There is a restaurant nearby.

But it took a lot of courage to leave this comfortable place and go outside.

The worry of a lifetime.

“Okay, let’s go.”

The harbormaster who had made the decision stood up abruptly.

There is nothing rough once you make up your mind. It was the moment when I turned around while stretching.

"……ok?"

A shadow blocked the way ahead.

At the same time, the feeling of cold metal grabbing his head.

There was no time to scream or react.

“Bring me a list of all ships that have arrived from Kylians within the last few months.”

The curse digs deep inside.

The harbormaster, whose mind was suddenly taken over, nodded slowly.

"yes……."

Haldirn used <telekinesis> to float the three documents he had brought in and read their contents at a very fast speed.

'Is this it?'

The missing ship was found.

The ship that was supposed to have brought the corpses of Ainz and humans from Riverrun was destroyed by Asher's group.

As I heard, it is written that oil was loaded.

“Bring me everything about this ship.”

"yes……."

The harbormaster stumbled around the control room, looking around.

Sometimes I fell down.

If the level of mental black magic was high, it would have been more efficient… … Unfortunately, Haldirn’s magic was specialized in other fields.

Still, I got a clue.

Piariti Trading Company.

Those who directly transported the contents of the ship.

The harbormaster said that they were using specially modified giant carriages, so it was clear that they were using them.

'If you're trying to move something like an ogre's corpse, a normal carriage won't be able to handle it.'

The location of the company is a quiet village far from the city.

Phew.

Haldirn, who had been steeped in darkness, immediately left the city.

Dark Warton's unique black magic.

Although it is extremely inefficient over short distances, it is superior to the 5th tier <flight frequency> in every way over long distances.

We arrived at our destination shortly thereafter.

A night sky full of stars.

He identified the building of the company and entered without hesitation.

‘… … It’s quiet.’

There is no spirit of the living at all.

There are spider webs in every corner. There are faint traces of human touch.

Has it been neglected?

'No, it was neglected.'

Haldirn took off his gauntlets and placed his hands in the center of the hallway.

The magic gate was opened.

Drops of blood that had seeped deep into the wooden planks, invisible from the outside, rose up and soaked my fingertips.

Haldirn rubbed the bloodstains, sensing the death contained within.

'Murder by black magic?'

It looks like he's been silenced.

That was all the information available immediately.

Next, you just need to collect and track information about Piariti Trading Company.

But who is Haldirn?

The only disciple of the transcendent being known as the Understander of Death.

I learned some of the magic derived from that spell.

'It's still not enough, but… … .'

If the opponent has not awakened to prayer, magic, or divine power, and if it has not been too long since he was killed, it is sufficient.

Haldirn, who had made a decision, closed his eyes and concentrated his mind to the utmost.

He spoke softly towards the drops of blood.

“Show me……your memories from your past life.”

An eerie magic sweeps over you.

Soon, a red light gathered at the tip of his finger, enveloping the blood and seeping into his skin.

Something comes to mind.

I tried not to resist but accepted it.

Haldirn's consciousness turned into the memories of the dead.

* * *

The Verden party returned to Quarrail.

Although it was the farthest distance traveled of the three plans, it took much less time than planned because the work at Southern Pitt was completed in one day.

Without delay, we headed to the citadel located in the innermost part.

Compared to before, the number of Luasians had decreased.

“Did we come first?”

“It doesn’t seem to be that, seeing as there is a paladin who was part of the stronghold subjugation….”

Did anyone die?

That thought occurred to me immediately, but I quickly shook my head.

None other than the archbishop participated.

'Then it would be reasonable to divide the troops.'

This is a situation that was not originally planned.

It seems the Archbishop isn't here… …I wonder if something has happened.

I walked down the hallway looking for the person in charge of the Luas Church.

At that moment, a commotion was heard.

───No matter what! No matter how much of a Luasian, isn't this too much! This is an act of ignoring the Republic!

───First of all, calm down, Chief Angrang!

───What is the truth!

A familiar voice is heard.

As I opened the door and went in, the first thing I saw were two people.

A middle-aged man with a long, frowning moustache.

And Bishop Lena, sweating profusely and waving her hands.

Verden asked.

“What's going on?”

“Huh…? Hey, Asher! You came back early!!”

She, who was in a difficult situation, smiled brightly as she looked at Verden and Adrian.

My eyes well up with tears. It's as if I've seen a savior.

Soon the man met Verden's eyes.

And shouted.

“Who are you to barge into a room where a member of parliament is? Hey! Can’t you see that I’m having an official conversation with the Luas Church? Hey! Get rid of them right now and don’t let them come near you!”

He spits and yells.

Even though it was our first meeting, there was no manners.

“Yes, Mr. Angrang, the highest council member.”

They came striding forward, dressed like Southern Pit executioners, under orders from the man.

To draw out Verden.

“These kids…….”

A vein appeared on Adrian's forehead.