Limit Breaking Genius Mage Chapter 388

Episode 388: Gou (Late Friend)

After finishing their meeting with Ignacia without any trouble, Verden and Adrian took the magic elevator down to the first floor of the building.

As we went outside, the sun was already beginning to set.

The sunset over the vast city, filled with magic and development, was a spectacular sight.

"hmm."

Verden groaned lightly.

Is it because the other person is a transcendent being, or is it because of Ignacia's unique personality?

Just like in Arrange, I felt mentally exhausted just from talking.

Adrian was also in a similar mood, pressing his temples to steady his mind.

'Still, it wasn't a bad time.'

The correlation between transcendence and madness.

It was a point of view I had never thought of, but it was credible because it came from the thoughts of a transcendent being, not someone else.

As Ignacia said, she is also the actual evidence.

Verden thought of all the Transcendent beings he had encountered so far, one by one, in addition to Ignacia.

Of course, this excludes the administrators, not the Dark Lord himself, or Leonil, who achieved incomplete transcendence.

first…….

'Bohemian Tower, Baloch Besias.'

Needless to say,

Because I lived as a test subject for years under that bastard's forced magic circle.

The horrific scenes that unfolded during the unofficial experiment were madness in themselves.

'The leader of Black Hour, Dahit Westroel.'

Betray your masters and seize power.

With that power, he destroyed a small country and transformed Black Hour into a group of death wizards.

Anyone can tell that he is not normal.

And there was also Dark Warton's Tower Lord, Reindell Nexleon, and the Ark's Librarian, Elder Sheorn, but it's hard to say anything definitively.

I am not close enough to understand the two transcendent beings, and I did not feel anything like madness while meeting them.

Even if we wanted to judge by the activities that were revealed to the public, information was lacking as it was originally shrouded in mystery.

… … I have a lot to think about.

Berden, who had been standing on the street for a while, thought about it, then exhaled and raised his head.

Adrian said, waiting for him to wake up from his reverie.

“What are your plans for next?”

Next.

Originally, I planned to go to the academy to learn about summoning magic.

Since one of the people who created him was a member of the Ark, there was no way that the existence of Verden, whose identity was currently hidden, would be leaked to the outside.

But I changed my mind.

The main reason was that my head was complicated in many ways and I didn't have the luxury of spending time on it.

'… … Yeah, I guess it's better to put off the Academy thing until later.'

It's just a wizard's desire for exploration and knowledge, so it's not an urgent matter.

Rather than sneaking in and out, there will be an opportunity to visit officially later.

It is best to take a break now and focus on the revenge that is coming soon.

“It’s a little early, but let’s go eat first. After that, we’ll rest at the hotel.”

“Yes, my lord.”

* * *

It was only for a moment that I had some free time.

Since the reports started coming in from the Society, Verden has been very busy, flying overhead almost all day long.

“Is this the ‘lazy crack’?”

“Yes, sir.”

Countless crevices formed when the earth split apart.

A whole other world was spread out beneath the vast underground space.

Even though it was daytime, the entire area was covered in fog, and the depth of the fog was such that the sunlight streaming through the ceiling could barely reach the floor.

<Magic Detection>

Verden spread his vast magical power in all directions, surveying the area.

Not only that, he entered the lazy crack himself and used all his senses to closely examine the irregular terrain.

'It's rugged.'

The interior is spacious and complex.

And the terrain is terrain, but there are predators claiming territory everywhere.

Even for an ordinary human, or even an experienced adventurer, it would be difficult to survive if they fell into the crack.

[Kirk… … .]

[Crunch… … .]

Native creatures began to cry out at the unfamiliar smells, sounds, and presence.

Soon, I instinctively felt a huge presence and hurriedly hid.

The cracks that had been moving become quiet again.

Meanwhile, Verden reached the bottom of the crevice and landed on slightly damp moss.

A thick, billowing fog.

The light was dim, so it wasn't completely dark, but perhaps that's why the atmosphere seemed even more sinister.

Separately, it was also quite spacious.

A magical wave generated from a space teleportation event.

Verden, who was calculating the size of the lazy crack with him, rubbed his chin.

'Given Rayshen's personality, it seems suitable for attempting to move through space away from outside gaze.'

Of course, assuming that he comes near here, or that we corner him… … .

Anyway, it's not bad.

Verden took out a map of the area surrounding Gargant and added the candidate for Reishen's tomb.

After a while, I scribbled down some notes, made a plan, and quickly left the valley.

“This concludes the sixth. Where’s next?”

“It’s the Atlantean Mountains, Senior. It’s famous for its vast size, so there are many recorded locations.”

Cain gave me a quick look at the report, and even at a quick glance, it seemed like there were over twenty places.

There is no time to rest.

Still, there was little fatigue.

The more I prepare, the more it feels like I'm suffocating Rayshen.

The rising anticipation made my blood boil.

Verden and Cain moved.

We have been working hard to directly examine the vast area surrounding the megacity and devise an operation based on all variables.

About three weeks passed like that.

* * *

Even in the absence of Verden and Adrian, Arane was at peace.

Although Kayrel was very nervous about the old woman, the ruler showed no reaction as if he was saying it was useless.

It seems that spreading rumors about elves worked.

'Phew, that's fortunate then… … .'

Kayrel twitched her cat ears and rolled her eyes to the side.

There was a beautiful elf there.

“Is this something called pasta? Ta? It’s sour. This is savory. Bring me one more bowl of each kind. Put a lot of vegetables in it.”

“Yes, yes……!”

“Hey, human. Could you fill my glass with the wine I just drank? I’m thirsty.”

"yes!"

The staff of the rented restaurant were busy running around, and in the kitchen, chefs hired at high prices from outside were gritting their teeth and concentrating on cooking.

For one elf only.

It was treatment that was truly worthy of telling a nobleman to go away.

'No. He is one of the four powers of the Central Continent, so I guess you could say he is higher than a noble.'

anyway.

The eyes of the Great Forest, Mercien, were doing very well, contrary to concerns.

Although he still hated humans and despised human society, he did enjoy eating a meal of hundreds of thousands of elk at a time.

'You're not as alert as you would expect from an elf… … It must be because of Asher. I don't know why, but I can tell because you called me brother.'

A human who is friendly with elves.

It was so unfamiliar because it was something I had never heard of before in my life.

What kind of being is the deity of the Eastern Continent?

Adrian is not a bad person because he is a loyal person.

I personally experienced the same thing.

He's just incredibly strong, has a keen mind, and moves without hesitation.

'That person is the one who wants revenge together with Adrian.'

Who the hell is it?

I didn't try hard to ask, but I couldn't help but be curious.

Surely he is not a transcendent being… … .

Well, I had no intention of letting go, no matter who it was.

As Kayrel was nibbling the finely chopped steak while thinking about this and that, Merquien, who was waiting for the next meal, turned to look at him.

“Kayrel, do you have no appetite?”

“Uh, yeah?”

“If you don’t have any, I can eat it for you.”

The relationship between the elves and the water people isn't that bad. They can at least remember their names.

Kayrel handed the bowl over without saying a word.

Mercien, who had received it, hummed softly and savored the meaty scent.

The meal is now halfway finished.

I spend most of my days with Merquien, because I don't know what might happen if I leave her alone.

If the eyes of the Great Forest were to set their minds to it, this place would be completely destroyed.

'Someone come back quickly… … .'

Kayrel's tail waggled.

* * *

Gargant, which boasts an overwhelming population and is always full of vitality, is now bustling with activity to an extent incomparable to usual.

Giant flying machines glide through the air, and dozens of people in uniforms march through the city center as if to show their power.

Flags representing each group fluttered everywhere.

The citizens who had gathered at the very rare sight were busy standing to the sides and watching the appearance of the powerful forces.

“It’s almost like a festival.”

The highest class inn in Gargant.

Verden and Adrian, who rented the top floor, looked down at the street through the glass window.

“Ignacia’s influence is certainly great. Even if there is dragon material, it’s amazing that people from all over the world have flocked here.”

“It’s even more so because he is a transcendent being, and the area he reigns over is a huge city. It’s practically the pinnacle of Gargant…….”

Ignacia does not rule over Gargant as a local lord.

That is why in large cities, numerous powers arise and disappear, fighting over their rice bowls, shedding blood for money and vested interests.

But in the end, it's all the same to watch Ignacia's expression.

The area around her fantasy haven was always peaceful, for fear of offending a transcendent being.

'I think Ignacia would enjoy it if the conflict was fought nearby.'

Because he was such an elusive transcendent being, it was impossible to know exactly what he hated.

That was when.

A familiar shape appeared in Verden's eyes, the flag with two dragons supporting a crown.

“Arnak Empire…….”

A major power on the Western Continent.

It was even a nation that possessed a transcendent being and had a position called War Lord.

'Isn't Legritt coming?'

I thought you'd come since you're a curious person.

There were wizards who appeared to be war mages, but no war lords were visible.

Still, judging by the size of the crowd, it seemed like one of the imperial princes had come, but he wasn't very interested.

Adrian pointed north.

“The Iderat Federation is coming too.”

A country made up of many races.

An old man riding a horse and a Suin tribe with the lower body of a horse are walking side by side, escorted by them.

It's a strange combination.

Then suddenly, a being behind the alliance caught my eye.

“Who is the author?”

“If it’s a blue robe in the Alliance… it’s probably ‘Blue Terror, Barrigant’. One of the four powers of the Central Continent, he’s famous for using lightning magic. I heard that he was employed by the Alliance and was active on the battlefield during my time there.”

Lightning wizard.

If the word 'fear' is included in the name of tinnitus, it seems like the person is quite skilled.

Even from a distance, you could definitely feel the extraordinary atmosphere.

'It's quite fun to watch.'

Verden continued his observations with interest.

As expected, there were no countries from the Eastern Continent.

In many ways, it feels lacking compared to the Central Continent and the Western Continent.

A lot of things happened the year before last and last year.

'But it's a bit surprising that there is no Magic Kingdom.'

I'm sure you're not confident that you can get your hands on the dragon's materials at an auction…

There may be other reasons, but I don't know the internal circumstances.

Then, finally, the forces that had been waiting began to reveal themselves.

10 magic towers.

Verden immediately raised his gaze.

I looked at the faces of the towers one by one, but Dark Warton was still not there.

It was natural, since Haldirn himself had gathered the dragon's materials.

yet.

'at las.'

An ellipse made up of golden curves extending from all four directions, against a crimson background.

The symbol of the Bohemian Tower, which rules over all elements, appeared in my sight.

Who might have come?

The first disciple, Croden Olentia? Or the elders of the Magic Tower?

It would be a very important position, so it wouldn't be Luker Maniacs, the third disciple who stole Verden's own thesis.

'Since it's an official event anyway, I have no intention of touching it now no matter who comes.'

Verden clenched his fist without realizing it.

I resisted the urge to launch a shooting star into the crowd.

I kept reminding myself that my immediate goal was only Rayshen.

After a while, a representative of the Bohemian Tower appeared.

At that moment, Verden opened his eyes wide.

Because it was such an unexpected figure, unlike what was expected for one of the Bohemian Tower's leading figures to come.

To be honest, I was more 'questionable' than surprised.

“Why are you……?”

The face is not visible because of the robe.

However, some of the red hair reminiscent of flames is located outside.

Robelin, who grew up in an orphanage like Verden.

She visited Gargant as a representative of the Bohemian Tower.

As the fourth disciple of Baloch Besias.