Limit Breaking Genius Mage Chapter 446

Episode 446 Advance (2)

The Arnak Empire of the Western Continent wanted to have extensive exchanges with the dwarven race, so they secretly collected and closely investigated the history and traditions of the dwarves.

The more you know, the more means and methods you will have.

“Hmm, it certainly looks more bleak than I’ve heard.”

Black volcano.

This is a barren land where not a single dwarf exists, and it is considered a cursed land by dwarves.

I have a brief knowledge of what kind of place it is, but I don't know the details.

There isn't much information about the dwarf clan, and if you dig into it too much, you're likely to get resentment.

It's called a scratching post.

It was a low priority location for the Empire, as there was no reason to risk combing the borders of the Black Volcano.

Until recently.

"think."

Privalt pointed to what appeared to be a mark left by a giant anomalous creature that had recently formed on the Black Volcano. It wasn't an artificial mark, but it might still be a strong clue.

Because there's hardly any prey here.

In that case, it is reasonable to conclude that a heteromorphic species like the Stone Eaters leading a large group and moving in a large scale… …has captured something that would make their mouths water.

Merissa Pesfield stepped forward, clad in black robes trimmed with dark purple feathers.

“You’re so good at finding things that are barely visible to the naked eye. Alright, let’s go check it out.”

Eldrium, the ancient bloodline of the Pesfield family.

Her blood contains a mystical ability to harness the magic of nature, which on the surface seems similar to the racial traits of an elf.

Of course, in reality they are completely different types.

While the Elf's body directly manipulates the pure magic of nature itself, Eldrium arbitrarily alters the magic of nature and transforms it into something that can be used by its bloodline bearers.

There are few places in the world that are without magic, whether they are dense or low density.

Ultimately, those who have awakened Eldrium are able to temporarily exert an output that exceeds the power of their magical circuits several times over before their magical power is depleted.

Those who have reached such a high level are called Sorcerers in the Pesfield family.

Marysa unleashed her magic.

<ManaMana>

By Eldrium's magic operation method, the magic power of nature is transformed into mana.

A sense of fulfillment.

She stretched her arms up and down, then closed the space between them in an elaborate spiral.

I put my left palm on the back of my right hand.

<Terramancer>

He slowly lowered his two hands, which were tightly overlapping each other, horizontally. The inside of the terrain was clearly visible beyond the empty space between his two hands.

Hwaaaaah!

Breathe in even more magical power to activate your bloodline's unique magic more deeply.

After tracing the path the alien species had taken, which was out of reach from normal vision, we arrived at the point of disappearance, which was quite a distance away.

Marysa's eyes widened slightly as she interpreted him.

"this……."

“Why is that?”

“They turned the ground upside down and almost erased all traces. They did it on such a large scale that it was hard to tell them apart. They’re really careful.”

“That guy.”

Privalt recalled the spear of earth that the fortress invaders had wielded. The artifact, presumably, had manipulated the terrain to collapse the passages of the red volcano.

“Besides, judging by the faint traces of melted rock and soot left underground… it’s clear that some kind of wide-ranging magic belonging to the fire realm was used. The intruder was a wizard.”

“……A wizard?”

The Red Volcano's intruders confronted the Empire's Lords in close combat.

It is true that although Freewald had the upper hand and did not use his full power as a swordsman, he was ultimately unable to overwhelm them.

But you're a wizard.

“Oh, a mysterious wizard who can distinguish between swords and magic. How interesting. And he’s not even a War Lord.”

Grizzly shrugged his shoulders, looking deeply interested.

His long, roughly tied white hair flutters, and the two giant axes on his back swing slightly.

Veins stood out on his grey-ish skin, not covered by any armor.

“Have you found out anything else?”

“Not at all. The traces are so scant that it’s uncertain whether the magic was opened or not. If it weren’t for me, I wouldn’t have even known whether the opponent was a magician or not.”

Marysa shook her head.

“Anyway, to sum it up, it’s certain that it’s at least 6th rank and has above average magical power. If Regret saw it, he’d probably be quite amused. It’s too bad.”

Currently, three of the six Lords of the Empire are deployed to the volcanic region, two are protecting the Empire, and only the War Lords are headed somewhere.

It's not that unusual for Regret to be flying his own plane.

Although it is not a proper thing to do, since it is a matter that has been personally approved by the Emperor of the Empire, there are few people within the Empire who can point it out.

Privalt slowly tapped his scabbard.

“The power of the third force is unknown… Since they already possess one nation-level force, it cannot be said that there is no other being of that level.”

“Well, it was planned anyway, right? No problem. I brought half of the War Lord’s main fleet instead of Regret.”

One giant flying boat and three large flying boats are parked above the black volcano.

Even if we exclude the small and medium-sized aircraft inside, it is a force that would not hesitate to go to war.

“And the invader plans to make something with the incised hammer? That’s why he turned the Red Volcano Clan’s Vigo into the Black Volcano.”

"okay."

“It feels like it won’t be a simple task that can be completed in a day or two. So all we have to do is find them inside. Once we’ve identified their location, we’ll block off the area with spatial distortion.”

“Lock them up, corner them, and capture them. Haha, that’s a very simple and clear plan.”

Grizzly laughed and then scratched his eyebrow.

“Oh, did you hear that? I received a report just before I got off the plane. The Oath-bearers said that they had deployed the Vice-Captain of the Knights of the Word.”

“If you’re the vice-captain, Leona? That tasteless bitch is here?”

No matter what, it wasn't just the Privalts who were trapped in the Red Volcano by the intruders, but the Knights of the Word as well.

They are looking for invaders from other directions and within the empire, under the pretext of a justification.

“Tsk, this is annoying… Should we stop searching for a moment and deal with the Knights of the Word? They’re just a nuisance to the Empire, like invaders.”

“Oh, I agree.”

Of course, it was just talk.

Privalt took a step forward.

“Enough of the small talk. Let’s move on.”

“Don’t give me orders, I’ll do it myself.”

“Hahahaha! By the way, I really wonder who trapped Geomseong in the volcano!”

Three lords move.

* * *

The facilities of the Black Volcano Fortress, repaired and re-aligned under the leadership of the Hammer of the Incision.

“Tsk──cha! Tsk──cha! Tsk──cha!”

“Nooooooooooo!”

“It’s time to change shifts!”

“Yes, village chief!”

“It’s rice!”

The dwarves of the village, following the village chief, Geraldine, took on the role of randomly increasing the output of the facility as if rowing a boat with the wind in its favor.

Even though it is a three-shift system, it is hard labor.

It is so heavy that it can barely move unless multiple dwarves cling to it.

However, as he gradually adapted to being a dwarf, the burden on his body was gradually decreasing, and it was noticeable.

“Linus, add the catalyst.”

"yes!"

A special powder was added to the furnace.

The temperature, which was already extremely hot, soared even higher due to the stimulation.

“Ugh?!”

Linus, who was assisting, hesitated and took a step back, unable to bear it any longer, but Gharun paid no attention and did not move an inch.

This creation is carried out by only one dwarf.

The structure was redesigned so that Gharun becomes the main character, and Linus, Geraldine, and the dwarves of the village thoroughly assist him.

I don't know about others, but at least Gharun shouldn't back down.

“……Even with this much heat, there’s no sign of it changing. Well, let’s see who wins.”

Cheeeeeeeeeeeeeeek!

Gharun engaged in a war of nerves with the [Dragon Skull] inside the furnace. He felt the pain of the moisture evaporating from his entire body, but he laughed instead.

Gharun, who quickly devoured the food Linus often brought him, showed no sign of fatigue even though he had already stayed up for two nights.

[Progress is slow. But steady. Your Majesty Verden. May I observe a little closer?]

“Just don’t enter the facility.”

[Keep in mind.]

As we have seen so far, Alpha has been very interested in the dwarven technology itself.

I wonder if I'd like to try grafting it onto the golem-making technique.

'I guess I'll have to talk to Gharun or Linus later.'

Maybe he can teach you.

Verden took out the supplies from the subspace and stacked them up next to the facility entrance, then looked for a quiet place where there was no one.

There is nothing to do now.

Also, no matter what happens, once production begins, you must not leave the Black Volcano.

'so…….'

<Gate>

The purple passage opened.

Although it is a last resort measure in case of an emergency, its use is limited as it must remain in one place until the staff is completed.

A temporary connection was established with the uninhabited lands of the central continent, and communication devices were connected.

“Can you hear me?”

───I can hear you well, my lord.

Adrian answered.

After exchanging brief greetings, we relayed our situation to each other.

“……We have revived the Black Volcano facility and started producing staff, but it seems like it will take quite some time.”

───A staff made of dragon blood and skull. I wonder what the end result will be. However, the problem seems to be that we don't know when the Arnak Empire and the Oathbearers will intervene.

“I’m sure they’ve got all their might by now and are searching the Black Volcano like crazy. It’s a vast land so they won’t be able to find me easily… but I guess I’ll have to prepare for a collision. Well, it’s not so bad.”

Even though the forces of the Empire and the Transcendent Ones were approaching with their swords pointed at each other, Verden showed no sign of impatience.

“Anyway, things are going well for me. What’s going on with the ownerless land?”

───Yes, a competitive battle will begin soon over the disputed territory.

“Competitive match?”

Adrian gave a detailed account of the situation and the rivalry that took place at the conference hall in Medillon, the city in the disputed zone.

“Isabella taking down the Eastern Highlord by the neck. That must have been something to behold. However, while the competition is a great advantage for us in the North, it seems that its disadvantages cannot be ignored.”

───I think so too.

Verden's forces have many high-ranking military personnel, so they shine in melee battles where multiple forces are involved… … but they are vulnerable in occupation battles.

To make active use of the large mines he has acquired, he must seize the territories in the disputed region between him and the north.

“The number of mercenaries and the vast amount of supplies needed for war will be crucial. It seems like it will be difficult to secure them unless I step in.”

───That actually happened… … In fact, it’s an issue that has already been resolved.

“It’s been resolved?”

───Yes.

Adrian said confidently.

───Support has arrived from the Eastern Continent.

* * *

Ownerless land.

The primary obstacles for the rising power in the North were manpower and capital.

The West and the East, which participated in the competition, were originally existing forces, so they replenished and trained troops while dominating the region, and accumulated massive funds.

Straight to the tax.

For one person, slaughtering a million elk is a significant burden on that individual.

Obliging 200 people to pay 10,000 elk each is not a huge burden compared to 1,000,000 elk, and it allows the lord to obtain more funds than the former.

The larger the territory, the more this is true.

This gap is difficult to narrow with only Verden's financial power, and it is also a heavy burden.

So we need to find sponsors.

Each faction in the Land of No Man's Lands receives, rents, or purchases magic items and weapons from the nation, the Magic Tower, and other groups, separate from taxes.

It's a kind of contract.

In return for support, they share in the profits made from ownerless land.

In that respect, Liam Arlane is a young and immature lord, even though he has recently attracted a lot of attention.

With a competitive war in the conflict zone looming, few will be willing to invest heavily in an upstart power that has never fought a full-scale war.

Moreover, the story that the Eastern Continent's divinity did not participate in the competition spread, and since Liam did not deny it, it was proven to be true.

At the same time, the rumors that the elves might participate in the war ended up just as rumors because the divinity had a close relationship with the elven race.

The North, where there are no divinities or elves on the Eastern Continent.

Isabella's display of grandeur at the conference was more than enough to attract others' attention, but it wasn't enough to make them open their wallets.

For similar reasons, the number of mercenaries employed in the North was small.

I was confident that I could win the competition without any external support… … but I couldn’t help but feel disappointed because I wanted a better result.

But there was something I hadn't considered.

Even without Verden, Verden's influence still remains.

Even outside the central continent.

First, the Duchy of Riviant.

“Second Prince, my name is Belphonse Ruin de Liviant.”

Next, the Republic of Beldirn.

“Sent by Supreme Councilor Brillan.”

Finally, the Kingdom of Estyria.

“I am Callia de Esperenza, the only daughter of the Duke of Esperenza. I heard that our Honorary Count Asher is in trouble. Is it not too late?”

The three countries of the Eastern Continent each came with their own gifts.