Genius Wizard Breaking Limits - Chapter 263



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Episode 263: VIP (1)

Rock fragments covered in lightning pierced skin, muscle and bone.

The awareness of the pain was only momentary. Everything that constitutes and sustains human consciousness began to crumble like a sand castle.

When brain activity ceased, the remaining right eye also lost focus.

The light of life that had stayed in the eyes for a little bit completely faded.

Right after that, the lips that had been squirming in a daze also stopped.

The magician’s power, the heart, was completely destroyed.

The mana flowing through the body quickly dissipates into the air.

At the same time, the magic circuit attached to his right arm, which was emitting blue light, dried up. Like the roots of a tree without water.

“… … .”

Clouds cover the sun.

Breathing completely stopped in the cold shadow.

Court mage leader, Leonil Bertanas.

The cruel mage who was called the strongest in the kingdom of Estria, who dreamed of becoming a transcendent and achieved it, ended his life at this moment.

One of the giants of the wizarding world has come to a close. No one mourned his death.

slip.

The body that has become rags loses its role.

The fingers that could not bear the weight of the staff slowly spread apart, and soon the right hand, which was clenched into a fist, was let go.

───Tok.

The metal rod that rolled with a small sound touched Verden’s feet.

I quietly reached out my left hand and picked up Leonil’s staff.

Naturally, I held the part where there was no blood and looked at the cutting edge. Along with the courtesy blue crystal, there was a device to hold him in place.

The dagger at the waist rises into the air.

He thrust the tip of the knife between the devices and twisted it sideways.

Suddenly, Crystal and the staff separated from each other normally. I roughly threw away the now useless stick and examined the blue crystal closely.

‘This is the witch’s heart… … .’

A crystal that Leonil perfected over several decades.

A faint blue light was reflected within the walls of Verden. The regular beating sound is transmitted through the fingertips.

There was a piece in front of me that had crossed the limit of human beings and reached the level of transcendence.

Verden narrowed his eyes.

‘If I use this, will I be able to enter the next stage?’

If it’s an effect that amplifies its own hierarchy, it’s definitely like that.

And that level would be different from that of Leonil.

Because Verden was a semi-transcendentalist and had long since broken the frame of the limit hierarchy.

A body that is beyond its limits will already be able to handle the power of a higher realm, and it is proud that it can digest the transcendental realm with its capabilities.

There will be no such thing as self-destruction in the end like Leonil.

‘Be a transcendent.’

Mental realization is not known for its promise.

If you omit him and achieve transcendence… … It would be a few steps closer to revenge.

In particular, if he could use 7th tier magic and 1st tier magic, he might be able to start an all-out war on an equal footing with Baloch Besias, the owner of the Bohemian Mage Tower.

Of course, it’s just a home.

There was no option from the beginning to use the witch’s heart.

jerk, jerk.

Verden, who glanced at Leonil’s corpse, moved on.

To the center of Ethnoren, the woman who has dreamed of avenging her mother.

* * *

Sillis sat down on the floor and looked up at the sky.

Instead of the light of twilight, the wide expanse spread out in his field of vision. The familiar yet cool, energetic and natural air brushed the tip of my nose.

The texture of the bricks in contact with the bridge is also vividly felt. The energy of the mental body, which occupied one side of the senses, disappeared without a trace.

The mental system collapsed.

Where she was was real.

“… … under.”

Silis let out a small sigh.

He closed his trembling lips. His knees hurt from being crushed by his weight, but he had no time to care. All he could do was recall the previous magic battle.

Overwhelming Leonil. A huge sun and a gray star. darkness and glare. and a collapsing world.

I couldn’t touch anything.

Even though he borrowed the power of the witch’s crown of thorns, he couldn’t reach it at all.

It reminds me of the powerlessness of having to become a doll myself as a child. Although he had long dreamed of and prepared, he was eventually led by others.

I am indescribably frustrated.

For what the hell did you endure and live like a stubborn person?

“… … !”

At that time, I felt the popularity.

As I turned my head forward, a gray-haired man was walking towards me.

It looked like a fierce battle in many ways, but there didn’t seem to be any injuries to do like this. He held the witch’s heart in his hand.

Leonil, who was stained with madness, was nowhere to be found.

‘As expected, that person won.’

Single-handedly, he annihilated the upper court mages, and even defeated Leonil, who had reached the state of transcendence.

It is a force so powerful that it cannot be called an individual. What on earth is it that he has such magical powers at his age?

For Sillis, who couldn’t even retrieve her mother’s heart, let alone take revenge with her own hands, she was a level of strength that she couldn’t dare stand against.

Suddenly, Verden came close.

A shadow fell over Silis’s head.

Did he come to you for some reason, or was he trying to ask a question he hadn’t heard an answer to before?

It was the moment I thought so.

“I looked at it and there was no other damaged part.”

Verden held out the witch’s heart to Silis.

A moment of silence passed.

Silis blinked absentmindedly.

“Why did you do this to me… … .”

“Even if the texture is different, it is still a keepsake of parents. So, isn’t it natural for you to go to your children?”

That’s not wrong.

Somehow, the processed heart was held in Sillis’ hand.

An unforgettable, nostalgic heartbeat throbs. It was lukewarm, but it seemed to feel a warmth that could not be described.

Sillis, who was staring at the blue light, twitched her shoulders.

He held his heart with both hands. Then he slowly lifted his chin and licked his lips cautiously.

“… … Asher, you were the one who killed Leonil. If it wasn’t for you, I would never have been able to steal it from Leonil, so for me… … I have no right to claim ownership of this heart.”

Silis bit her lip.

Even so, the witch’s heart was tightly grasped.

She is asking Verden with her contradictory behavior.

A witch’s heart that amplifies the hierarchy beyond its limits.

It was unknown whether that power would be applicable to Transcendentalists who had reached the 7th or 8th tier, but regardless of that, anyone walking the path of magic would want to obtain it.

And Verden is not a transcendentalist. He has come close to that.

With a witch’s heart, it would be possible to become a transcendental person in one fell swoop like Leonil. Silis also roughly understood that fact.

‘But why———’

Are you so willing to hand over the witch’s heart?

Do you easily give up ownership with an expressionless face, as if it is not a waste at all?

It was a pure question of Sillis, who could not easily accept the situation.

“Ownership. Then ask the opposite. Why do you think I should have this heart, the product of human experimentation?”

“Ha, but the one that can raise the hierarchy… … .”

“That premise was wrong in the first place.”

A resolute attitude that makes you feel cool.

Facing the speechless Silis, Verden spoke softly.

“Not all wizards are like Leonil, Princess Silis.”

“… … !”

“Everyone has their own line.”

Verden recalled the past.

Having just become an unofficial test subject, he hated the entire Mage Tower.

Regardless of whether they were workers or wizards, he wanted to tear everyone inside the tower apart and make them suffer as he had suffered.

Maybe even his only friend, Lobelin.

But it was only a moment.

The gradually returning reason made me reconsider my feelings.

It’s meaningless to take out anger even on those who have nothing to do with Verden’s grudge, and it’s like being like Leonil.

So I waited for the right time.

After Lobelin left the Mage Tower, the Mage Festival, in which those unrelated to the unofficial experiment left the Mage Tower, was set as the starting point for the reverse.

I tried to maintain more hatred for those who were subject to revenge, and rational judgment for others. I didn’t want the child to get caught up in a cruel revenge drama.

I don’t know what others would have done, but at least Verden did.

So Verden set his own line.

Among them, human experiments for magic are not tolerated. Without Sillis, the witch’s heart would have already been destroyed and reduced to powder.

“It’s good… … .”

Sillis’s hands tightened.

“So you’re giving up the opportunity to become a transcendent right now because of that line.”

“I don’t want to understand. It is natural for me.”

Silis’ face stiffened.

Stunned for words, she lowered her head.

The crystal, processed as it should be processed and no longer considered a heart, the light caressed the skin.

Suddenly, memories from the past come to mind. And I thought.

The judgment blinded by revenge, the hesitation on the eve of the coronation, and even the line that humans should not cross. Looking back, I am full of regrets.

“Asher, I… … .”

Sillis paused and continued.

“Could my method be wrong?”

“Well, I don’t know because I haven’t gotten my revenge yet.”

Verden cast his gaze toward the royal capital.

There was still only a quiet current flowing.

“Well, you know better.”

Silis laughed helplessly.

It’s a right answer.

As he said, she knew the answer better than anyone else.

The crown of thorns on top of her head slanted along with her platinum eyes. The witch’s artifact fell to the floor and stopped spinning after rolling.

the dream is over

* * *

Silis’ witch power manipulates dreams.

Among them, not only nightmares, but also dreams, and it is possible to plant false memories by covering the dream situation in consciousness.

No one was strong enough in spirit to resist Silis wearing the crown of thorns. It was a magic that even Leonil had no choice but to be subjected to.

After that, people came to their senses.

There was a little commotion, but it went by insignificantly. For them, the coronation ceremony was more important than anything else they would see once in a lifetime.

The Marquis of Esperenza, who was the first to regain consciousness, placed a crown adorned with gold and jewels on the head of the 1st Prince Balugna, who had a dazed expression.

“His Highness Valrgna, no, Long live Your Majesty!”

“Long live the kingdom of Estyria!”

“Wanga, live forever!”

All kinds of cheers covered the royal capital.

As Valrgna waved her hands like a machine, louder applause and cheers ignited her spirit.

In that situation, several people, including Leonil, disappeared.

There were some who collapsed in unknown mental confusion, but the coronation went off without a hitch.

As a result, no one was aware of Silis’ magic other than those involved.

“The coronation ceremony ended like that. In a few months at the shortest and at the most 2 years, the 1st Prince Balugna will sit on the throne in place of the dying King of Estyria. At least on the surface.”

Balcony of King Ethnoren.

The Marquis of Esperenza summarized the situation to Verden, who was sitting in front of him.

Even if it wasn’t him, the black dealer or Lorian could have done it, but the Marquis took on the role. Because I wanted to.

Verden said.

“Silis… … How is your Highness?”

“You are enduring the recoil from using the witch’s crown of thorns. He said it would take longer for him to move normally.”

… … It is doubtful whether the heart will recover at the same time.

The Marquis took a small breath and quenched her thirst with tea.

Then, at that moment, I felt the pain and I shuddered. The contents of the teacup rippled and some spilled out.

“Are you okay?”

“… … Okay. Certainly, Leonil’s flames are terrifying. Even though Her Highness has mitigated the damage to the cerebral body as much as possible, I thought the shock would remain.”

“I’m glad you’re better than the other two, though.”

The Marquis of Esperenza laughed.

Melzard and Edmon are still lying in bed, sweating profusely. Certainly, compared to the two of them, it was no different.

“by the way.”

The Marquis rubbed his forehead.

When the sense of touch was stimulated, the agitation finally subsided.

“How do you feel about becoming the strongest in the kingdom?”

Upon receiving the question, Verden turned his head.

The view of Letia, the royal road, greeted him from the balcony.

“The scenery is nice.”

Saying so, Verden’s wrist was filled with a mithril bracelet engraved with the symbol of the royal family.

It was a simple accessory with no special magical effect, but it meant a status in this royal castle.

A duke’s rank in another country or the treatment you may be entitled to.

Verden became the highest honored guest of the Estyrian royal family.