Limit Breaking Genius Mage Chapter 94

Episode 94 Various Rewards (2)

★ Center of the three primary colors

⦁ Grants chaos

Chaos, an effect that can combine three or more types of elements and even opposite attributes. Verden, who finished appraising, wore the artifact.

A strange sensation enveloped the magical circuit.

'I never thought I'd receive an artifact.'

It was still hard to believe.

That must mean that this matter was important to the King. I could vaguely understand his feelings, but it wasn't something Verden should get deeply involved in.

By the way, it's an artifact and a rune weapon.

I didn't necessarily expect a reward, but I couldn't help but feel good. I got two things that I couldn't get even with money.

I've gained so much in the little over a year since I came to the Duchy.

After a while, Verden left the writer's villa and sought out a wide meadow.

Now that I have some new gear, I have to try it out. First up is the staff called Oculus.

Concentrated magical power.

A barrier of magical power formed on the sky blue crystal. As I swung it, a shockwave exploded and struck the air.

Perhaps because it is a high-level rune, it is more powerful than the second-tier magic, shockwave, even when handled lightly.

So what about maximum power?

Verden poured his magical power into the Oculus to the limit it would allow. Then the crystal rang and resonated with Verden's magical circuit.

He grabbed the staff with both hands and thrust it forward.

─────Kwakwakwakwa!

For a moment, the atmosphere was distorted and the ground was dug deep in a straight line.

Verden looked at the messy meadow with pure admiration.

“……It’s more than I expected.”

In terms of power alone, it is comparable to a 5th-tier mid-level magic spell. However, it did not cause any shock to the wearer, Verden.

I don't know if it can be used in actual combat since it's outside the scope of Ma-an's application and it would take a long time.

I'm satisfied with this.

With just one Oculus, Verden's close combat was at least two levels higher than before.

'Is this the center of the three primary colors?'

Unlike Oculus, this one needs to be handled with care.

As the King had warned, combining elements with three or more attributes, as well as combining elements with opposite attributes, is dangerous.

'Understanding the artifact comes first.'

Slowly, starting from the lowest rank, 1st rank.

That way, even if you fail, you can reduce the shock.

He cast an earth arrow that would become a medium.

And then I added a small flame. Up to this point, it's basic synthesis magic. And then I added wind magic, which is a friendly attribute.

That moment.

Boom!

An explosion rocked Verden.

He immediately used his telekinesis to create a barrier and disperse the shock.

It's a clear failure.

But Verden found a hint in the process. It was an insight close to instinct, gained from the magical theories and magical experiments he had accumulated over the years.

'The elements do not fit together like a puzzle.'

That's the basic premise.

However, naturally existing elements and elemental magic are different.

For example, lightning.

Naturally occurring lightning has no physical force, but lightning created by magic has physical force.

Elemental magic can be more diverse because it has a factor called magic power.

That's why synthetic magic exists.

It is possible to manipulate magical powers to create phenomena that do not occur naturally, such as lightning with flames or lightning with ice properties.

'But that also has its limits.'

Compatibility between elemental magic.

Flames cannot be combined with water or ice, and lightning cannot strike the earth. That was the law of the world. To make this possible, another external factor other than magic power was needed.

However, the center of the three primary colors did not cause any effect.

'That means… … .'

It means that there was a misunderstanding of the artifact from the beginning.

The moment he realized that, only one possibility occurred to Verden. Yes, this was the only one.

Verden took action immediately.

And after a moment, a translucent arrow was created at the tip of Verden's finger. When he shot it towards the ground, the arrow quickly sunk deep and sparks rose.

The heat of the flames.

The hardness of the earth.

Freedom of the wind.

It has no substance, but it has impact and contains sparks.

Magic that does not exist, cannot exist. It is chaos itself. Verden was finally able to understand the artifact.

'This isn't simply synthesizing elements. It's extracting the characteristics of each element's magic to create new magic.'

Since the premise was wrong from the start, it was bound to fail.

It would have been impossible for most wizards to figure out.

'It's unlikely that a normal wizard would have the creativity to take apart and reassemble magic. They certainly wouldn't have even imagined it.'

Who on earth created this artifact?

There must be a manufacturer with more flexible thinking than Verden. Or they are just crazy.

“Phew…….”

Verden pressed his temple.

Even with his computational skills, extracting and assembling each magic's characteristics was no easy task. The magic circuitry was also quite tired.

If you don't train it to the point where you're familiar with it, you can't even dream of using it in real life.

Still, it is clearly a huge achievement.

If you do it well, you will have more secret methods other than the Holy Spirit magic of meteors and comets.

'Now all I have to do is get to the 5th rank.'

Verden returned to the villa.

I planned to do some more experiments with the three primary color centers and the oculus, and then leave for Cohen in a few days.

'I must stop by Count Rodenmeyer before that.'

Verden wrote a short letter and sent it to the Count's house. He received no reply. If he were not at the mansion or refused to visit, the knights would not allow him to enter.

Even so, it wasn't a waste of time since I was going anyway.

* * *

As soon as we reached the count's territory, the knights opened the gate for us.

As I was waiting in the reception room, the door opened roughly and the Count appeared. Unlike his usual appearance, his face was clearly tired.

The count came running and asked urgently.

“Asher! Tell me what happened with Marquis Gardran right now!”

* * *

What happened?

Verden explained obediently. As he recited the exact same story he had adapted from the Ark, the count's hands began to tremble.

"this person……!"

this?

“This crazy guy!”

The count shouted.

As if that wasn't enough, he continued to curse.

“You’re saying that’s what happened when you tried to solve a missing person’s case that I commissioned?”

bang!

“You are clearly a mad wizard!”

The count took a deep breath.

He drank the cold drink the servant had brought him in one gulp and took a deep breath. The count, who had barely calmed down his emotions, let out a long, thin breath.

“……Then let me ask you one more thing. I heard that Marquis Ravishun intervened and brought the case to a close. Is that true?”

“I met Marquis Ravishun by chance.”

“Is that so? So the Marquis Ravishun family dealt with Marquis Gardran and Rupel? That must be it.”

“Marquis Gardran was dealt with directly by Marquis Ravishun.”

“……What about Ruppel?”

“I myself…….”

"what?"

The count blinked.

“You personally killed Ruppel, the commander of the 3rd Central Knights?”

Verden agreed.

Ah, the count, whose mind was momentarily dazed, wiped his face with his hand.

The one who requested Verden through Pale was Count Rodenmeyer himself.

Who would have thought that it would snowball and reach the Marquis? No, it didn't reach the level of reaching the Marquis, it destroyed the Marquis. Even Count Rodenmeyer never dreamed that things would turn out like this.

“Oh my goodness…….”

The count sighed.

No matter how justified it was, the wizard who had been entrusted with his commission killed the Marquis's child. Fortunately, thanks to the intervention of Marquis Ravishun, the royal palace seemed to have accepted it, but it was truly dangerous.

A magic tunnel? A silver mine?

It wasn't the time to worry about that.

If there had been a slight misunderstanding, they could have been identified as the murderers who assassinated the Marquis and executed. Everyone related to Count Rodenmeyer!

The count caressed his own cool neck.

He took another deep breath and cleared his mind. Watching the Count barely regain his original emotionless expression, Verden thought.

'I don't think you need to worry that much.'

The deeds of the Marquis of Gard are impossible to cover up, especially in a principality where the royal power is strong.

The estimated number of victims is over a thousand, and the count's knights and the count were killed, so even if the Marquis of Gardran were alive, he would have been executed.

Even though he was the King's close friend, considering the King's personality, he was not the type of person to reduce his sentence simply because of friendship.

Rather, it is the Count Rodenmayr, Verden's client, who deserves praise from the Duke.

Still, the Count's reaction is understandable.

It must be a great burden for the Count to have been even slightly involved in the destruction of the Marquis' family.

'Will Pale react the same way?'

The person who arranged for Verden at the Count's request was Pale.

Perhaps he was even more dizzy than the Count. Pale was not a noble, but an information dealer. In some ways, he might have been more burdened than the Count.

Well, anyway, that's what it is.

“How will you pay the compensation?”

“……Are you noticing the conservatives right now?”

“That's my job.”

"ha……."

The count sighed.

And I thought about the compensation. Normally, it would be something that would be paid according to the amount written in the contract. But this is very unusual.

He confronted the Marquis alone for the commission. It was not something he could just give away for a mere 100 or 200 million elk. Even if it was reasonable, the Count himself was not pleased with it.

'My head hurts.'

How should I pay the compensation?

There is not enough cash available to pay in money. The budget for next year has already been planned without a single error. Gold or jewels… … No, we must escape the value of money.

Then suddenly, Verden's dagger came into the count's sight.

The cheap dagger sheath he always wore on his waist was empty.

'Okay, I guess that'll do.'

The count rose from his seat and brought a dagger from his room.

Black leather scabbard.

When he pulled out the dagger, a blade of almost blackish gray was revealed.

“This is a dagger made from Damascus steel. It contains 13% Mithril and 0.6% Orichalcum. It doesn’t have any special magical effects, but it is sharp enough to penetrate steel armor or even magic shields, and it won’t break even if you handle it roughly. If you use your telekinesis appropriately, it could be a pretty good offensive tool.”

Verden was handed the dagger.

I tapped the blade with my finger. I could hear the clear sound of the metal.

“It seems like it’s worth a lot more than what’s written in the contract.”

“Of course. It may only weigh a few grams, but it’s a dagger with a lot of orichalcum in it. I asked you to find the culprit of a missing person’s case, and you’re going to beat up a Marquis, so it’s a reasonable reward for that. Do you not like it?”

“No, it’s fine.”

A dagger is better, although it costs money.

Since the dagger he was using for multiple purposes had broken, Verden gladly accepted the dagger.

“If you got it, then go. Cool your head.”

* * *

Verden returned to Cohen.

Not much time had passed, but it felt like it had been a long time since I had been on this desolate street.

It was still daylight.

Before entering the inn room of the Beehive, which was rented for a long time, I headed to Pale.

Pale faces Verden.

As expected, his face was as worn-out as Count Rodenmeyer's, or even more so. He looked like he was dying, with his hair not even properly groomed.

He rubbed his eyes, which looked tired.

“……This is the first time in almost 10 years that I’ve had this much trouble sleeping.”

“The same goes for Count Rodenmeyer.”

“…….”

Pale shut his mouth.