Limit Breaking Genius Mage Chapter 79

Episode 79 Agency (2)

Kukukukukuku… … !

The large garden outside the banquet hall slowly moved.

The two magnificent fountains were moved to the sides without any damage, and not a single inch of grass was disturbed.

Before he knew it, a large open space made of brown dirt had appeared in the middle of the garden. Verden was purely amazed by its manipulative abilities.

Unlike Verden's favorite terrain manipulation, this magic was much more efficient and delicate, almost as if it were alive.

This is a magic that is not in the existing hierarchy. That means it is outside the rules.

It was clear that the court wizard Ferd had developed his own magic related to the land.

'What would happen if a magic war were to take place?'

The unbridgeable gap that exists between wizards and sorcerers.

It is true that Verden has skills far superior to those of his peers.

However, this is possible because it freely handles various elemental properties, and if it is limited to one property, the power will be reduced by half or more.

Verden's abilities were wide and vast, but compared to the areas in which a wizard could achieve magic, their depth was extremely shallow.

Of course, it was not like they would be easily overwhelmed, but they could not be confident of victory.

At least unless you get into the top 5.

While Verden was lost in thought, the stage was completed.

A translucent dome enveloped the entire clearing as the other court wizards engraved a magic circle and breathed magic into it.

Its purpose was to prevent internal shocks from being transmitted to the outside.

Then one of the knights came and handed out number tags to the participants.

Verden's number was 16, the last digit.

“Today we will play the first and second games, and tomorrow we will play the semifinals and finals. There will be time to rest and recover from injuries in between, but it would be good to distribute your stamina as well as possible.”

Bastio's captain, Lake, explained the match schedule.

Verden turned his gaze and checked the other contestant's number.

The scarred man is number 1.

And the former academy professor is number 13.

'Will we meet number 13 in the second round and number 1 in the final?'

It looks like Verden's prediction was pretty much right.

“Numbers 1 and 2! Contestants whose names have been called, stand in front of the stage!”

The first match began immediately.

* * *

Jack, a scarred man wielding a heavy sword.

The opponent is a woman with a venomous gaze, Lewen, who holds two short swords.

Although there was a big physical difference, Luwen didn't care at all.

Simple muscle strength can't keep up with faster speeds.

She was so confident that she twirled her sword and smiled.

“There are a lot of drawings on your body? Then it would be okay to draw a few more, right?”

“…….”

“What, a taciturn concept? It’s not fun.”

Despite Luwen's words, Jack didn't even flinch.

He just looked at her with a cold gaze. It was a bit annoying that psychological warfare wasn't working, but since it had come to this, he just had to suppress her with his skills. That was it.

Finally, the court wizard of the duchy sounded the signal to start.

Activate your energy to strengthen your body.

She spun around, slamming into Jack's face as she slammed the floor. The tip of the sword aimed for his knee and shoulder at the same time.

Jack, who was standing still, swung his sword lightly.

Kaaaaang!

The heavy impact sent Luwen's body flying backwards. He landed safely on the ground, but his wrists felt numb.

'It's incredibly strong. I have to get as close as possible.'

Due to the length of the sword, she has the advantage at close range.

He kicked the ground and threw dirt at Jack's face, then lowered his body as much as possible and approached him. Then he thrust his shortsword with all his might towards his side.

“You’re slow.”

"uh?"

Bam!

Jack, holding the blade with his steel gauntlet, threw Lewen far away.

She barely managed to cushion the impact with a fall, but Jack was moving much faster than she could regain her bearings.

Jack, who had come closer, grabbed Lewen's neck and punched him in the face.

“Whoa!”

The noble lady who had been watching closed her eyes tightly.

Fortunately, he controlled his strength so that his face was not crushed but only suffered minor bruises. Jack, who had left the unconscious Luwen on the ground, came out of the magic circle.

It wasn't a fierce or flashy match, but it was an overwhelming match.

Some of the nobles seemed quite impressed and gathered together to talk.

“A warrior with a history full of scars. He looks good on the outside.”

“It’s a shame I didn’t get to see your swordsmanship, but it looks like you have outstanding physical strength.”

“And it’s also gentlemanly to see that he doesn’t overpower his opponent more than necessary. I’ll bet on this guy to win.”

Verden overheard the conversation.

It seems that they will roughly gauge the participants' skills through the first round and then bet on how far the participants will advance.

The amount of money being exchanged was not small, as if they were nobles.

The match continued.

Although no one showed overwhelming skills like Jack, they were of a higher standard than expected, perhaps because they were brought by nobles.

It was quite entertaining to see each contestant clash with their own skills and magic. The contestant who achieved a dramatic comeback victory even received applause from the nobles.

After a while, matches 13 and 14 took place.

A man with a slender staff in his hand, Ruknan. He raised his monocle and spoke to the other person.

“I’ll say it only once. If you don’t want to make a fool of yourself, you’d better abstain.”

"what?"

It was an absurd statement.

The warrior who had snorted spat on the floor and growled.

“I guess you’re from the Academy, huh? Do you think I’ll be scared because of that?”

“I made this offer out of consideration for you. I can’t thank you enough, but you have no manners.”

“Dignity, my ass. How is that going to feed you?”

Phew!

The warrior swung his hatchet.

“Winning is the way to go here. I don’t expect to win, but at least I can’t lose to an unlucky guy like you.”

“Tsk tsk. How stupid.”

There is no point in continuing the conversation.

Two people standing on opposite ends of the stage. As soon as the starting signal sounded, the warrior pulled his arms back with all his might. His muscles bulged and his weight shifted to one side.

Throwing.

If hit with an axe with all its might, one of its thin limbs would easily fly off. It was perfect for fixing the bastard's bald head.

“That’s right, I’m dead───.”

<Illusion>

Suddenly the warrior's vision became distorted.

The axe missed its target and flew towards a different place instead of grazing Ruknan. The warrior looked at his hand, feeling strange.

“What is this…….”

“I don’t think there’s anything more to see, so let’s end it here.”

Luken's staff waved in the air.

It was a movement almost like conducting a performance.

<Scream of the Nightmare>

The moment the magic was activated, the eyes of the screaming warrior rolled back.

Then he fell to the floor and started screaming, as if he was having a nightmare. Soon the fighter fell unconscious, foaming at the mouth, and the match ended.

Lukenen came out of the magic circle.

He smiled ostentatiously at Verden.

'You're in the psychiatric field. I heard you're an academy professor. I guess that's true.'

The mental series, one of the Buyeo series.

It is literally magic that affects the mind, and is quite difficult to learn. Furthermore, mental magic of the 4th level or higher is very dangerous if used for crime, so learning it is prohibited without a separate license.

The magic that Ruknan showed just now was of the fourth level.

If you have weak mental strength, resistance is nearly impossible.

Then, suddenly, I felt a gaze from the side.

From a distance, Count Rodenmeyer was glaring at Verden. He seemed to be upset by something he had said at the banquet.

If Verden loses or wins with difficulty, it will be quite a sight.

If that happens, Count Rodenmayr, who had sent him to the match, would also be embarrassed.

'You're worrying for nothing.'

Unfortunately, that won't happen.

You don't have to say it out loud. I plan to prove my skills in the next match.

“Numbers 15 and 16 forward!”

Finally, it was Verden's turn.

* * *

Verden and a wizard stood in front of the stage.

The knights brought the staff that had been entrusted to them in advance and handed them over to Verden.

“Chief Bastio, who was in charge of the refereeing, said Lake.

“The victory or defeat is determined by the opponent’s unconsciousness or surrender, and any intentional fatal injury is subject to severe punishment. Death is also the same. Remember, this is a duel, not a fight, Asher and Robin. Do you both understand?”

"yes."

“Of course, Commander of the Knights Basilion.”

“Then wait at the designated location.”

They entered the stage at the same time.

The two faced each other from a distance. Robin frowned at the sight of Verden's face.

'Fuck, a guy like that would subjugate a thing called the Soul Tree? There's absolutely no way that could happen.'

Robin was a fourth-tier wizard.

He worked his way up through all sorts of experiences. Although his lowest rank was only 4th, his skills were outstanding even within the same rank, and he was known to those around him.

In addition to participating in this competition, he was also scheduled to become a vassal of Count Hui.

Because of that, it was natural that he could not have a favorable view of Verden.

Although he was much younger than Robin, he was of the same 4th rank and his appearance was so mysterious that it could not even be compared to his.

This was so unfair it defied common sense.

'That guy is clearly a scammer.'

Robin, feelings of inferiority and jealousy exploded in his mind.

I will personally expose that wizard's true face and trample him down thoroughly. Then, I will show you right here and now how great of a wizard I am.

It will prove that hierarchy is just a number.

Although his emotions were more overheated than usual, Robin didn't feel anything strange because his attention was solely focused on Verden.

I waited for the starting signal, pulling up my horsepower.

───Start!

<Water Spear>

A spear made of water aimed for Verden's chest.

If it hit, it would easily pierce the fragile human body. Anyone could see that it was magic aimed at killing the opponent.

But it didn't reach. It couldn't have reached.

Chomp!

The Earth Spear, cast in an instant, shattered Robin's magic head-on.

Robin, with his eyes wide open, used flight in a hurry and flew his body to the side.

A spear of rock passed slightly to the side of where he was and shattered upon impact with the magic circle.

'What is this… … .'

The casting speed is ridiculous.

On top of that, his magic was destroyed without even being able to properly resist. He tried to suppress his panic and turned his head, but Verden was gone.

'Back!'

An instinct born of experience. He immediately deployed a magic barrier.

There was a loud noise as I collided with the staff that had rushed down from the sky. But it felt strange.

Damn.

“What……!”

A single line of gold engraved on the wall.

The barrier was damaged by a single swing from a wizard. Robin held his breath and quickly withdrew his magic power and retreated.

'Wasn't it an elemental series?!'

I don't know. The thought that I had to somehow distance myself and reorganize took over my mind.

However, he was grabbed by the collar by Verden, who came in the blink of an eye. There was only one thing that allowed the wizard to display the same power and movements as before.

It is a magic of the bestowal series.

Phew-!

Verden swung Robin as he fell to the ground.

He tried to resist, but he couldn't concentrate due to his strength being enhanced by the magic he had been given. The last thing he saw was an empty sky.

Bam! I fell back onto the ground.

“Ugh!”

An indescribable pain struck my nerves.

Robin, who had been shaking all over, soon fell to the ground. Of course, he wasn't dead, but had fainted. Naturally, it would take some time for him to come to his senses.

The famous 4th tier wizard fell without even being able to show his true abilities. The nobles were in an uproar at the fighting style that was completely unlike that of an elemental wizard.

Verden, without breaking a sweat, lightly shook off his staff and leisurely slipped out of the magic circle in less than a minute.