Limit Breaking Genius Mage Chapter 76

Episode 76: Capital Leadron

The time spent on the plane was peaceful.

After the wizard Kaine guided us through the interior, who occasionally gave us suspicious looks, the time we spent at the Rodenmire Manor was almost the same.

Meals were prepared by chefs, and there was space inside the aircraft for training.

Thanks to the huge amount of money poured into it, even if part of the wall was damaged during intense training, it was automatically repaired over time.

It would be no exaggeration to say that this flying machine itself was a magical item.

“Phew.”

Berden, who had just loosened up, looked to the side.

The two knights took turns sparring with each other, each holding their training weapons. It was clear that the Knights of Bastio were on average at least one level ahead of the Knights of Lordron, both physically and technically.

'Skill is skill, but it is a swordsmanship that focuses on defense. I can't even touch a single hair with my weapon skills.'

Of course, it would be different if you used magic.

Verden watched the duel closely.

Just by looking around, I could see that there were things to learn. I couldn't let this opportunity go to waste.

Then, I met eyes with Bastio's knight.

It wasn't hostility… it was more of a suspicious, discontented look.

'The sky is still clear.'

It's not that I don't understand.

Verden, a wizard of unknown origin, neither an adventurer nor a mercenary. Even if the report from Lorien is true, people cannot believe it unless they see it with their own eyes.

'Maybe he does it because he believes it to be true.'

Above all, they were knights.

It may be that Verden was more cautious because he was not sure that he would not harm the Duchy.

Well, I didn't intend to cause any harm in the first place, so it's a needless worry.

Verden ignored the gaze and focused on self-development.

In addition to the training I was doing, I had some time to leisurely observe the interior of the aircraft with permission from Captain Lake.

“Is this roughly the composition?”

A magic circle of a flying machine drawn with magical power.

Dozens of magic circles are connected and linked to form one. I couldn't see the most important power room, but I could roughly make out the whole thing.

It was the result of investing time over the past few days.

As a researcher, I couldn't ignore it, not knowing when I would be able to board such a strategic flying machine again. This alone was a very informative time, worth accepting Count Rodenmeyer's offer.

'It may not be applicable to anything right away, but it's good to know.'

Knowledge and experience are the continuation of life.

If you keep piling on and piling on, you will eventually reach the sky. Verden had long since realized this principle.

Soon the sun set and Berden went to bed to sleep.

A few hours later, a crew member knocked on the door.

“Lord Asher, we will be arriving at the capital city of Lidron soon.”

Have we arrived yet?

I can confidently say that this is the fastest flying boat in the Duchy.

Verden went up on deck.

As we slowly descended and emerged from the clouds, a large city of considerable size shone in the distance, with a walled royal castle at its center.

Lake asked.

“What do you think of the capital of the principality? Isn’t it beautiful?”

“It’s definitely different from other cities.”

Verden had never visited the capital of a country, so he could feel the difference more clearly from other cities and fiefdoms.

“Back in the old days, when we first became independent, it wasn’t even half of what it was. Because of the aftereffects of the war, there was no sign of any vitality. Every time I see it like this, I feel a new sense of emotion.”

Lake's gaze turned to the lofty castle.

His eyes were full of respect and adoration.

“We’ll be arriving at the landing pad soon. Just before we dock, turn off your protective magic circle, so brace yourself for the impact so you don’t fall.”

"All right."

* * *

Security at the landing pad was tight.

The Knights of Bastio, the Knights of Lordron, and the crew were all without exception allowed to disembark from the airship only after a thorough background check.

They inspected everything, including the supplies and military horses that had been carried.

“You may pass, Captain Lake.”

“Thank you for your hard work.”

“Nothing out of the ordinary. Welcome to the capital, Your Excellency Count Rodenmeyer.”

"hmm."

Each person passed through security and came out to the exit.

A luxurious carriage pulled by a black horse was waiting in front of him.

“We’ll be taking this carriage. We’re going to the count’s villa in the capital, but there’s a bit of a distance between the landing pad and the capital, so if you need to use the bathroom, it would be better to go there first.”

“I'm fine.”

“Count, and you?”

“Don’t ask about such things in detail.”

“Okay then. We can leave right away.”

As Lake and Verden boarded the carriage, the coachman slammed the reins down.

As the black horse stomped its hooves on the ground, the scenery outside changed rapidly. The Knights of Bastio were guarding the carriage without a hitch.

Verden tapped the side of the carriage.

'It's so fast and yet there's no shaking at all. Is the carriage itself a magic item, just like the flying machine?'

Each and every part must have cost a fortune.

The value of this carriage combined would easily be in the billions.

Lake said as Verden observed the carriage with serious eyes.

“As expected of a wizard, you seem to be interested in magic items. This carriage was custom-made by Arteson’s Magic Tower, and there are few nobles in the duchy who have one. It doesn’t cost a lot of money, and even if they do, there are many cases where they won’t accept your order.”

What makes a product more expensive is its rarity.

One of Artesen Mattap's marketing methods was to produce a limited number of items and then auction them off to increase their value.

Although it was astronomically expensive, its performance was more than worth it, and just owning it would elevate your reputation, so buyer satisfaction was very high.

All of Artesian's products were tailored to the tastes of the wealthy and powerful.

Count Rodenmeyer said.

“You’d better enjoy it now. Even among the nobles of the duchy, there aren’t many who have ridden this carriage. If it weren’t for His Highness the Duke’s personality, I wouldn’t have even seen it.”

"personality……?"

“Haha, that’s true. I’m saying this privately, but His Majesty the King is a bit impatient… Ahem. He lacks patience, but he’s also very curious. There’s no noble who doesn’t know that, but don’t spread rumors about it and keep it to yourself for now.”

I have no patience.

Verden kept that advice in the back of his mind.

And after a while, we arrived at the gates of Lidron.

The soldiers who saw the carriage and the emblem of the Knights of Bastio from afar immediately opened the door. They entered the capital and slowed down the carriage as much as possible.

Verden looked out the window at the capital's scenery.

As the principality's agency drew near, the streets were bustling with people moving their belongings and tourists sightseeing.

Street vendors were set up all over the streets, and citizens were walking around carrying each item of food.

'Is this the capital?'

In contrast to Cohen, he is full of energy.

It had a similar atmosphere to the resort town of Brenta, but the population was overwhelmingly larger here.

As I was looking around the street, the carriage pulled into a shopping district.

It was filled with shops selling all kinds of things, from weapons and armor to magic items, alchemy items, and accessories. It was a street that caught Verden's attention.

At that time, Count Rodenmeyer said:

“If you want to look, you can do so.”

“Is that okay?”

“As long as it’s before dinner, it’s fine. Lake, is it okay if I stop the carriage for a moment?”

“There’s plenty of time to return this carriage… so if you want, do so.”

Finally the carriage stopped.

Verden, who had come down to the street, glanced at the Count.

'You're quite friendly today.'

It's a complete contrast to the Count's indifferent personality that I've seen over the past few days.

It probably has something to do with the agency's match. Verden is a valuable talent who can bring goods to the Count. When considering the pros and cons, it is likely that he will gain more by showing him a moderate favor.

'Well, it's a good thing for me.'

Verden began to browse the shops one by one with light steps.

* * *

Among the weapons, there was none that Verden wanted.

In the first place, there was no use for swords, and although there were some good ones on the staff side, their cost-effectiveness was very poor.

Compared to the Blue Mithril Staff I'm using now, it's nearly three times more expensive, but its performance is only slightly higher.

Buying something like this was like being fooled. The same goes for accessories.

But there was a harvest in defensive gear.

Boots made from the hide of a forest wyvern. They are almost weightless, fit perfectly on the feet, and are also flexible. They also have decent physical and attribute resistance.

It's not a magical item and doesn't have any magical effects, but it does make you feel like your movements are a lot lighter.

The price is 67 million elk.

It was a reasonable amount, neither too expensive nor too cheap. I paid by swiping my card right away.

After finishing my business, I got on the carriage and headed to my destination.

A neat mansion located to the east of the capital.

It was a similar scene to the house where Count Rodenmeyer resides.

After a quick dinner, we went into our assigned room.

Then I thought about the agency of the principality.

'They said the event will be held in 9 days, so the banquet is in 12 days?'

The nobles report to the king for three days, and a banquet is held the next day.

Verden will be participating from the third day of the banquet. It seems that he intends to make a dramatic appearance as a hot topic on the day when the agency's match begins.

Although I learned basic manners at the rooftop, I couldn't help but feel a little nervous.

It was my first time meeting the king of a country in person, and my first time attending a banquet.

'I've been having a lot of new experiences lately.'

I guess that means he lived a closed life in the tower.

While I was spending time thinking like that, someone knocked on the door.

As I opened the door with my telekinesis, the count's servant appeared with a stiff face.

“Ship, ship, His Majesty the Count is calling.”

“What's going on?”

“Me too, I’m not really sure…….”

My voice is shaking excessively.

Something felt strange, but no matter what I asked, the servant shook his head and said he didn't know.

'What on earth is going on?'

It doesn't seem like anything dangerous.

Berden had no choice but to follow the servant and stand in front of a room in the corner of the third floor.

“Please wait inside. Then I’ll take my leave.”

The servant quickly disappeared down the stairs.

The moment Verden, who had been watching the scene for a while, opened the door and entered.

“You’re here now? I guess you’re going to wait and go back.”

A man getting up from bed and an escort standing by his side with a sword slung at his waist. Both of them were old men with white hair.

Count Rodenmayr, who had summoned Verden, was nowhere to be found.

The magic power was immediately raised.

But I didn't feel any hostility from them at all.

Berden asked cautiously in the unexpected situation.

“……Who are you?”

“Who is the owner of this country?”

master?

At that moment, Lake's advice flashed through Verden's mind.

The Libyan Prince is special and impatient.