Limit Breaking Genius Mage Chapter 456

Episode 456 achieved

As the Transcendent being's appearance disappeared, his presence completely disappeared. The same was true for the one-armed human and the dwarf.

Now that it's come to this, there's no way to track it.

Freewald, who had retrieved his sword stuck in the ground, opened his mouth cautiously.

“Your Grace, Grand Duke of Revandale, I have something to ask you.”

“Speak.”

“Why did you let them go?”

Even if the opponent was a transcendent being who used spatial magic, it would have been possible to prevent the empire's transcendent being from escaping if it wanted to.

In short, by spreading waves that affect space at every moment, the activation of spatial magic can be forcibly delayed… … There were also ‘other transcendental devices’.

Privalt could tell because he was none other than the immediate disciple of the Grand Duke of Rivandale.

“Why did you just sit back and watch? Then are you saying that one of you and the nameless transcendent beings should have died right then and there?”

“……The Imperial Fleet could have joined us in battle.”

“Your eyes are not yet fully developed, Privalt.”

The Archduke looked into the distance.

“The power that destroyed the artifact of Attorium, <Sagittal’s Prison>… It was clearly a part of super magic, but it was not a completed super magic. Perhaps it had not been that long since the transcendent being awakened.”

“Then even more──”

“Still, it was strong. So much so that I had to use my Transcendence. Of course, I could have blocked the teleportation later and finally subdued it, but even rats bite when cornered. If I had been careless, the price could have been the sinking of Atorium and the loss of your lives.”

He was able to dodge and block the endless pouring of elemental magic, but that was only possible because he himself was the target.

If 7th-rank magic were to pour indiscriminately in all directions, there would be little way to cut them all down.

The Duke of Rivandale is the Sword of Arnak.

It was unacceptable to cause irreparable damage to the Arnak Empire by trying to antagonize a Transcendent being who had not yet been judged as an enemy of the Empire.

Black Star, Privalt lowered his eyes and clenched his fists.

The Archduke asked.

“Why, are you ashamed that you have become a stumbling block to the Empire, even though you are the Lord of the Empire?”

"……sorry."

“Even that guilt is incredibly arrogant.”

There was more seriousness in that voice.

“As you know, transcendence is not something you can achieve simply by being strong.”

There are only a few humans who have grown as a single entity and reached their limits.

There are only a very small number of people who have been given the talent to surpass the heavens.

There have only been a handful of cases throughout history where a being reached the pinnacle of a species and was chosen to awaken.

Only when the above three factors are in perfect alignment can a transcendent being be born.

“I dare say that if you take into account the number of hidden secrets of that transcendent being, it is at least one of the top fifteen monsters in the world. Of course, I don’t know the ‘unofficial’ ranking, which even I don’t know.”

“…….”

“But you feel guilty because you couldn’t handle that kind of existence? That’s an overstatement. That’s not an emotion you should dare to feel when you haven’t even reached the limit of your talent.”

It was a stab that pierced the lungs.

Freewald, who couldn't say anything back because it was so true, answered in silence.

“Let go of the guilt of not fulfilling your duties. The right attitude for you to have is to simply feel a sense of improvement through your immediate experiences.”

“I will keep that in mind.”

“Yes, sir.”

“That’s enough. And separately… there’s one more reason why I put down my sword, although it’s not that significant.”

The Archduke turned his head slightly and looked over his shoulder.

There stood Leona.

She regained consciousness and approached Privalt and Merissa, deceiving them… … The atmosphere was somehow different.

The Archduke said.

“I have never allowed new onlookers, Oathkeeper.”

“It’s spicy.”

A man's voice came from Leona.

At the same time, there was an air of suppression coming from her that seemed to oppress the inner selves of others.

The entire pupil radiated a dark golden light.

“It’s been a long time since I’ve seen such a sight, so I was enjoying it. Do you think you’ll feel better if you cut me off like that? Even uninvited guests are guests.”

“An uninvited guest is just an uninvited guest. And he intervened in the Second Prince’s case using his own daughter as an excuse and invaded the volcanic zone. A prospective fiancée? But don’t you think the reason is far-fetched?”

“We are the ones who make such nonsense make sense. Even the imperial court took it quite seriously, didn’t they? Well, that aside……”

The oath-giver in Leona's body twisted the corners of his mouth fiercely.

He stared at the surrounding area, which had been horribly destroyed by the clash between the Transcendent Beings.

“He’s a new transcendentalist who appeared without a sound. It’s quite creepy that he keeps his identity so tightly hidden, but unlike his outward appearance as a magician, he doesn’t seem to be a psychopath who kills anyone he meets. He said he was terrified because he almost lost Leona.”

“…….”

“Will the Arnak Empire spread this news to other Transcendent beings?”

“That is none of your business.”

“I won’t tell anyone. It’s better for me to know what others don’t know. If Ignacia saw this, she would probably applaud and say it was hilarious.”

The pledger waved his hand once.

“Anyway, given the circumstances, I will call it a day. In the meantime, take care, Your Highness the Grand Duke of Revandale. Well… I guess we will see each other again soon, for this matter.”

"good."

The light disappeared with a small laugh.

As the pledge's consciousness completely left her, Leona came to her senses.

Blink your eyes.

She glanced around briefly and bowed to the Duke of Rivandaille.

“I will now return, following the orders of my lord, Sword of Arnak.”

The Grand Duke gave the order to dismiss the guests with a gesture.

There was no reason to continue to hold on as an empire.

Any direct dispute with the pledgee will come later.

thud!

Leona, who had gathered her gear, leapt forward and left the place.

Even though he suffered a lot of injuries, he moves around without showing any signs of it, and his physical endurance is truly amazing.

Eventually, she reached the flying machine owned by the Knights of the Word in the distance. Soon, it moved through space and disappeared without a trace.

Only the Empire remained in the Black Volcano.

“Today was an eventful day.”

The Archduke lowered his gaze.

“Red Volcano Clan Leader.”

“Huh, huh?! Why, why are you calling me all of a sudden……?”

“As you can see, Grizzly’s axe blade is broken. Can I request repairs? I can’t just leave the artifact like that.”

He nodded.

Merissa converted her magical power into mana, pulled Grizzly's axe towards her, and lifted it into the air.

Arkull, who saw the broken cross-section, stroked his beard.

“The cross-section was badly damaged by an unknown force… but it’s not that bad, so I think it’ll be possible to fix it somehow. The function will be restored through bonding, but the size of the blade will decrease, so it’ll take a month, and it’ll take three months to restore it to its original state.”

“Let’s do the latter. If you are lacking in materials, just tell me. The Empire will provide support.”

Suddenly the Archduke raised his head high.

It's warm all around.

A blue sky standing alone in the middle of a cold black volcano and a dry yellow sky.

The sunlight that had not reached this land for about 300 years is shining brightly.

“But what are we going to do about the Black Volcano? If the clans don’t plan on doing anything about it, the Empire would like to investigate it slowly.”

“Hmm? Oh, do as you wish. Dwarves don’t even set foot here anyway. Even if it looks like the curse has been lifted here.”

“Thank you.”

Hooooooooo.

The Imperial fleet, led by the Atorium, gradually approached, lowering its altitude. The small flying craft that the Archduke had arrived in was also nearby.

With this, the Duke of Rivandale's outing came to an end.

* * *

Short-distance teleportation magic <Transfer>.

Even if you spread the magic through that principle and expand the range to a group, the distance limitation is an issue that cannot be solved.

Also, spatial movement that includes not only oneself but also others will cause a large backlash if it is not done through some medium such as a magic circle.

After repeating this three times in a row, Verden returned to the dwarven village in the dark underground with Gharun and his party in just a few seconds.

widely.

Verden, breathing heavily, stumbled and landed on the floor with his hands on his hips.

'Is this the extent of my current ability?'

My whole body feels hot.

Not only did he activate the 7th-tier magic implemented through Quantum Casting twice, but he also used spatial magic so much that it was unprecedented.

Even combining two magic swords to create a power that can serve as the basis for super magic.

There was no way his body would be in good shape, as he had filled the gaps between himself and the Grand Duke of Revandale with countless magic spells.

[welcome.]

Gun gun gun gun.

At that moment, Alpha came running.

The guy who had been with the other dwarves skillfully climbed up the hem of the Dark Lord's robe and settled on Verden's nape.

[Your Majesty appears to be in distress. I recommend a detailed examination via scan.]

Even without having to do a scan, Verden knew the condition of his body well.

“I’m just tired, so there’s no need to do that.”

[In this case, His Majesty's senses are more accurate than the magic scan. Health is judged to be good.]

Only then did Alpha take his eyes off Verden and stare at the staff.

[New staff completed. I wonder what their name is.]

“It’s Intelis.”

[Interis. Presumed to be an ancient word. Confirmed to be a polysemous word meaning 'the end' or 'the beginning'. Considering His Majesty's power and the appearance of the staff. It suits.]

Was the name derived from an ancient language?

I didn't know that far ahead.

Because I have never studied an ancient language in such detail.

'Anyway, I like the name.'

If there is an end, there must be a beginning.

Verden asked Alpha.

“Are you ready for that?”

[Of course.]

The migration of the dwarf village was communicated before the creation of Interis.

Although there were a few major uproars because of this, the atmosphere was never negative, and as expected, not a single dwarf opposed it.

Because the bottom of the basement is so barren.

The dwarves, who had tasted civilized food for the first time in their lives, hoped for a more fulfilling, comfortable, and, above all, safe life.

“One hundred and ninety… one hundred and ninety-three, one hundred and ninety-four… two hundred and five… Marmal, is there anyone behind you?”

“Yes, Chief! I’m the last one!”

“I see. No, wait. Wait. Let me count again. Just in case.”

As the village chief, Geraldine carefully counted the number of village dwarves several times to make sure everyone had packed their bags tightly.

The dwarves were not making much noise, but were each gulping and keeping their mouths shut.

“Everyone is nervous about going out to the surface for the first time. Haha… I never thought this day would come. It’s all thanks to you guys.”

Geraldine said hello.

Verden, Linus, and even his own younger brother, Gharun.

“Thanks for finding it.”

“I just happened to get caught… Damn, I’m too late.”

Geraldine held Gharun in his arms for a moment and then took a few steps back. The old dwarf's eyes saw the old village.

A long time, more than 200 years, passed before my eyes. Friends and neighbors who could not endure the passage of time were buried in this land and became one.

Trapped underground, Geraldine was a living history that accompanied the birth of the village.

My eyes turn red.

He sniffled and roughly wiped his eyes with his forearm. It was the first time Verden and Alpha had seen dwarven tears.

“Don’t act like you’re acting your age. Let’s go.”

“Oh, just as I was about to leave, this suddenly happened. Yeah, that’s right… Hahaha! Let’s go. Let’s go!”

Geraldine laughed and shouted.

“Everyone, are you ready!!!!!!”

A crackling sound that bursts from the throat.

Linus, who had almost had his eardrums ruptured a while ago, was able to escape because he had already torn a piece of cloth and covered both of his ears.

“Yes, village chief!!”

“We are all ready!!”

The village answers as one.

Verden, who received the signal from him, manifested the power of [Einver].

<Gate>

The space was opened up.

Now that the Empire's blockade has been lifted, is it possible to properly set coordinates?

'Going to the Central Continent right away is a bad idea.'

Perhaps the Arnak Empire or the Oath-holders might, through some means, revive and trace the previously lost traces.

First, we head to a secluded location somewhere in the Western Continent, and plan to shorten the distance to the uninhabited land whenever the <Gate> becomes available for reuse.

I'm also going to fill up the supplies that are almost running low along the way.

“Don’t look anywhere and just follow me. If you act selfishly, I’ll scold you.”

“Yes! The village chief’s younger brother!”

“What kind of title is that……. Stop it, just call me Gharun. It’s simple.”

Gharun took the lead.

As soon as his figure disappeared, the village dwarf right behind him hesitated for a moment, then closed his eyes tightly and threw himself toward the ground.

Eventually, Linus and Geraldine, who had been in charge of guiding us until the end, also left the underground.

Alpha's one eye sparkled.

[No remaining dwarves. Verden Peha has acquired Interis. The objective in the volcanic zone has been achieved.]

“It was pretty long.”

Verden took a step forward.

“Let’s take a rest for now.”

[Top quality meat set aside from the supplies. Dinner is ready.]

Verden and Alpha, who were having a conversation about this and that, passed through the <Gate>.

The purple glow fades.

In the place where the light disappeared, only an empty abyss remained.

* * *

Ownerless land.

A medium-sized flying craft that flies through the thick layer of clouds in the skies of conflict zones, preventing magical detection with a magic item for concealment.

With a minimum number of passengers and a maximum load of magic stones, it was a supply ship to recharge the power of the large flying boat carrying Count Cheolph, the representative of the East.

If the representative is defeated, the force is excluded from the competition.

That is why, if you stay in the sky like this, you will never be eliminated.

It was the exact opposite strategy of the mercenary king who went into battle himself.

“It’s good that there’s no need to die in war.”

“I’m glad I was loyal to His Excellency Count Ceolf. I’ll just waste my time like this and enjoy the prisoners later.”

The two knights guarding the magic stone transport craft left the deck, giggling.

Without noticing the small flying boat hiding in the clouds above their heads.

"now."

Isabella and Society's Hares, who had each cast <Transparency>, fell. Using their skillful <Flight>, they adjusted their speed and landed on the eastern flying machine, then hid inside.

The target is a man named 'Trante'.

He is one of the magicians under Ceolf's command, and is in charge of various secret tasks like this one.

Even all kinds of dirty work.

The Society's intelligence is well aware of the bastard's details.

After a while, I found Trante.

Ugly, stuck-together facial features.

That's for sure.

As Trante, who had finished his meal leisurely, entered his room at the end of the hallway, Isabella and Hares, who had seen him, quickly moved and followed closely behind.

and.

Thud!!

Isabella slapped Trante in the side.

The guy who had just vomited up all the food he had eaten fell to the ground, groaning, and turned around with a face covered in cold sweat.

“Wh, suddenly, what, what……!!!”

Hares brought out a magic item.

After confirming that Trante's voice had been registered and finishing the test, he nodded.

Ugh.

Isabella's carelessly thrown kick landed squarely on Trante's jaw, causing his neck to turn halfway.

Instant death without a doubt.

It was a futile end for a third-tier lieutenant wizard who was taken by surprise and unprepared.

Hares, who had first guided Verden to Society's island, was a little taken aback.

“……This is the pure physical ability of a wizard. You really have incredible strength.”

“It’s my specialty.”

Isabella was neither disgusted nor ashamed of her abnormal strength.

I was very proud.

Well, that's the power I got thanks to someone.

Whoa whoa.

Hares changed into Trante's costume and used magic items owned by the Society to disguise his face and change his voice.

“With this, step 1 has been achieved.”

The voice of Trante implemented by Hares.

The infiltration was successful.

The flying craft, loaded with magic stones, headed towards Count Ceolph without even knowing who was inside its ship.