Genius Wizard Breaking Limits - Chapter 233



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233 Victory

Verden opened his eyes.

Only pitch-black darkness filled his vision. Instinctively, I reached out and raised myself up, and pieces of hard stone tumbled from the rubble.

He took a quick breath and shook his upper body.

‘What happened?’

I don’t remember.

It was the last scene I saw that my consciousness was blurry from excessively squeezing out my mana. I don’t think he’s dead, given that his sense of touch is functioning properly.

As I was struggling to come to my senses, I heard a voice in front of me.

‘manager.’

My hands were shaking and my legs were shaking.

As I was sure, there were no side effects from the reverse spring, but a sense of exhaustion hung over the whole body. Mana is also completely consumed, and mana is depleted.

The heart that had expressed a sense of omnipotence was silent.

But don’t fall down.

Huung.

I held the flying Orient in my hand.

Using it as a staff, he barely got up. Seeing Verden showing fighting spirit and blood despite being exhausted, the manager shook his head as if full of energy.

“Are you still trying to fight with a body like that?”

“The winner has not yet been decided.”

“Ha, what kind of life did he lead at such a young age that he had such a strong mentality? Now it’s so amazing that I’m sick of it.”

The staff disappeared from the hands of the manager.

He retrieved his mana and erased his form. The hostility he had shown before had vanished.

The manager monologued.

“… … I am a magical being derived from the body of the King of Darkness. It’s a fake that can’t deny the personality of the main body no matter how hard you try, and it’s an alter ego that will disappear someday while only following orders.”

Managers are expendable.

Everything other than duty was meaningless to him.

But not now.

It was only after the mana was consumed to the extent that magic could not be realized that he was able to make a choice.

Because he no longer had the power to protect the facility, he escaped from his alter ego mission.

For the first time, the manager wanted to know.

“Young wizard, I want to hear your name.”

Verden introduced himself as Asher.

Naturally, the manager was not asking for that pseudonym. It was not easy for the owner of the tower or the manager to even hide their names.

So it must be a transcendent.

Breathing out, Verden spoke his real name for the first time in a while.

“Verden, it is.”

“Verden… … Verden… … .”

The manager repeated the name. As if you don’t want to forget.

He shook his head and looked forward. A very weak presence shone through.

“As you can see, I don’t have the power to protect the facility right now. At most, all that remains in shape. If you try to use even low-level magic, it will perish before it is even completed.”

The manager declared.

“Verden, I affirm here that you have won against me.”

“… … .”

“Now this facility belongs to you. I swear to the main body, I will add that I will not harm you in any form from now on.”

Victory or defeat is confirmed.

The facility’s manager conceded defeat, and the winner was Verden. When I realized that it was true and real, my tense muscles relaxed.

I felt that the string of consciousness that I had been forcibly holding on to gradually loosened.

The manager closed his eyes.

“So it’s okay to just fall down.”

cooong.

Verden’s body leaned forward and fell helplessly. Orient, freed from his grip, rolled on the floor and stopped.

Of course, he passed out as if he were dead, but his vitality did not run out. When I listened closely to her, I heard small breathing.

“Whoa.”

The manager was relieved.

Although he had no physiological function as an alter ego, he let out a sigh without realizing it. That must have meant that today’s day was eventful.

Still, it finally came to a close.

For some reason, I felt relieved.

That was then.

I’m going to go to the middle of the day!

The door to the manager’s office opened.

without your permission. Perhaps because of the forced opening, the function of the door was severely damaged. Beyond that, golems appeared.

The manager blinked.

“… … Alpha?”

[Confirmed that His Majesty the King of Darkness is alive. ready to rescue. I will be the manager.]

Alpha stood as if protecting Verden.

The other golems recovered the fallen Verden.

A completely unexpected situation.

The manager looked at Alpha. To be precise, what Alpha was supporting with one hand.

“you… … What are you holding?”

[It is a small power source.]

Power source in the secondary power room.

It was installed in Alpha’s hand.

“Did it overheat the output and force the door open? Why on earth… … .”

[stop. stop. Manager advised not to move. Exploding the power source is fatal to the manager, who is a component of magical power.]

The manager was bewildered.

You’re going to explode the power source? As for the situation… … Did you do this to save Verden?

“Alpha, then you will die.”

[No matter. The safety of His Majesty the King of Darkness is our top priority. Admin stop. If even a little bit of magic is detected, there is no delay.]

Alpha was adamant.

As if there was no compromise, he shook the power source.

The manager stroked his short beard.

More than amazing, it was very strange. Threaten with self-destruction. In over 500 years, no Alpha has exhibited such strange behavior.

‘Hey, it’s the same with Alpha, who received memories from the main body.’

Although, of course, it is only a memory responsible for accidents.

Still, change was change. The cause, of course, must be Verden. Thinking about that, the manager said.

“You don’t have to be so threatening. Because I already don’t have the magic power left to do anything.”

[Scanning… … Check horsepower. The manager’s words are true.]

“I guess so. And I already Verden… … No, I swore that I would not do any more harm to His Majesty the King of Darkness. So hurry up and move that majesty. Even if it’s not to the point of dying, it wouldn’t be right in many ways to leave it like this.”

Alpha was worried.

Looking at the power source and the manager, his one eye soon flashed. The manager who judged it positive said with a smile.

“Alpha, don’t worry anymore, you can rest assured.”

[…] … .]

“Your Majesty is all right, so put down the power source.”

[…] … .]

“Let go. When it explodes, everyone dies.”

The confrontation continued a little longer.

* * *

The Perper Tavern, which has long been a base, has completely disappeared.

Still, far from being depressed, Fernet was full of energy. She is able to build taller and more splendid buildings than before thanks to the magician she serves.

How do you design? How else to decorate the interior?

No, I think it would be good to separate it from the information center and make it the best bar in Aserun.

It’s a place to stay, you just need to prepare a new one.

Every day was a happy day.

According to the information, Fernet was like a child given a new toy.

… … Until recently.

Sloane’s Deep Forest.

Fernet, who had hidden herself in a simple hut, asked cautiously.

“Karanth, how are you today?”

“It’s like yesterday. Outsiders are not detected.”

Karans, who was lying on the roof, hummed and answered.

Although it was a forest where high-risk subspecies lurked, it was like a home to the Guardian Elves. On the contrary, he seemed more happy than when he was in the city.

Although it is difficult to expect good food.

is that so. I’m glad then… … .”

Fernet sighed and rested his chin.

The distinctive smell of grass tickling the tip of the nose. A grotesque, unmistakable cry could be heard from afar. Her shoulders shrugged at the unfamiliar environment.

He waved his hand and tousled his hair.

‘Haa, what the hell is this?’

A civil war broke out in the kingdom.

A bloody battle between the 2nd and 3rd princes and the 1st prince. My jaw dropped when I first heard the news that an unlikely physical battle for the throne had taken place.

The cause that sparked such a civil war was absurd.

Still, the agitation didn’t last long.

Asern is also less affected by the civil war, and the Marquis of Esperenza, with whom she has a hand, is a representative neutral nobleman.

Naturally, there were no requests such as gathering information on the opposing faction or requesting an assassination due to being caught up in a civil war.

In this way, the civil war itself did not have much direct impact on Fernet right away.

The problem was Roapra.

Vintert, who rules the underworld, and those assassins are after Ferne.

I was able to find out because the captured informant sent me a call saying that there was nothing wrong with the regular report, and warned me of the pursuit with a hidden coded text.

Thanks to Karanth’s help, he immediately fled to the forest.

What happened to that informant? must have already died

I don’t go to church, but I prayed and expressed my condolences to Luas.

‘But why is Vintert chasing Asher-sama?’

Even thinking about it, I don’t know why.

Still, it’s clear that it’s an impure purpose. Remedy is more important now than figuring out the cause.

‘I sent an informant to the Marquis of Esperenza, but… … It’ll take some time.’

Vintert will be watching the road to Lines first. It takes a lot of time and effort to get around it undetected.

That’s the only helping hand.

‘Or Asher-sama will return.’

Of course, the odds of that happening are slim.

I can’t even guarantee that the King of Darkness, whom I’ve only heard of, can come back safely after going to that tomb. He may be caught in a trap and his life is in danger.

Perhaps he is fighting a fierce battle with the ghost of the King of Darkness.

‘I can’t imagine that person dying, no matter what.’

Anyway, for now, I have no choice but to live in nature, avoiding tracking. Coincidentally, an elf, a resident of the forest, was protecting Ferne by his side.

The other informants also told them to disperse, so they should be well hidden. I even planted an informant near the Eastern Swamp just in case.

“Blue, will Asher come back safely?”

The blue next to it shone.

It was a light full of firm positivity.

“Stop talking nonsense, human. The brother will return without incident.”

The same opinion came from the ceiling.

Fernet nodded silently and looked away.

A gloomy forest was visible through the window of the cabin. The darkness lurking within it was as dark as an unreadable future.

* * *

Life at the orphanage was normal.

Back then, Verden was just as innocent a child. Although he was unusually stubborn compared to the other children, he did.

Then one day, I witnessed magic.

A small spark that bloomed in the hands of a neighbor’s grandfather who was a former war wizard. It was only used as a spectacle for orphans, but it came to Verden differently.

Want.

Verden was fascinated by magic.

However, even if he used a swarm, his grandfather did not teach him.

Even with the privilege of being young, he firmly shook his head. The answer was always the same.

Why didn’t he tell me about magic?

It’s not just that it’s annoying or that you have to pass it on to your students. The look on Verden’s face was full of sympathy.

Now that I think about it, the grandfather next door might have known. Verden’s insignificant talent, that the marginal hierarchy is the first rank.

If so, I want to ask again now.

Are you still thinking the same thing?

* * *

Verden’s consciousness awakened.

An unfamiliar ceiling was reflected in the clean walls.

“Kuh… … .”

As he tried to move his arm, a sharp pain erupted throughout his body.

I struggled to pull my chin and looked down to see that the rolled bandages were pressing all over my body. If you look closely, you can see traces of potions.

I don’t know who did it, but honestly, the treatment… … It was an ugly treatment to say the least.

‘Still, is this good enough?’

The broken bone didn’t go wrong, and the wound didn’t fester.

Some of his physical strength has returned, and his mana, which has been exhausted, is also recovering. Well, very little. Judging by his senses, his tired body was recovering properly.

It would have been easier if I had a recovery bracelet, but my wrist is empty. It must have been broken in the aftermath of the magic war.

Is it natural that it is as durable as an accessory?

Verden sighed and relaxed his muscles.

‘More than that.’

I turned my eyes to the side.

“What are you doing next to me?”

“I was waiting for you to wake up.”

The manager munched on the finest beef jerky.

And in one hand was a bottle of wine. It was a fairly familiar shape.

That’s right.

Both of them were from Verden’s space bag.

The manager, who caught Verden’s gaze, shook the wine bottle.

“Would you like a drink too?”

“… … .”

Verden closed his eyes.

Clearing out his complicated thoughts, he licked his lips.

“It is forbidden to drink alcohol to the seriously injured.”