Genius Wizard Breaking Limits - Chapter 546



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Episode 546 Deception (3)

Wizards usually pursue accomplishments that will attract the attention of the magical community. The desire for recognition is one of the basic human instincts.

From that perspective, Luked Maniacs was a wizard who had tasted success early on.

When he first published his theory through the Bohemian Tower, he was only in his early 30s and his level was lower than the 4th tier.

Although his growth rate is considerably faster than that of his peers, his limiting rank is 5th, but it is not a major flaw. He is a genius with magical talent, and even if he is not good at it, he is a genius.

If you add to that the creativity and thinking ability that went into designing the theory of multiple continuities, then the world can truly consider you a genius.

So when the Transcendent One, Baloch Besias, announced that he would officially take him on as his third disciple, no one was unconvinced.

Rooker traveled the continent with the Bohemian Tower on his back, spreading the theory of multiple continuities to the Academies, Magical Cities, Empires, and Alliances.

He felt as if the world revolved around him.

But this cold world of magic is by no means easy, to the point where it is possible to maintain one’s reputation with just one achievement.

The proof must continue.

Suddenly.

Lukerd entered the VIP room after finishing his lecture on ‘Reversible Approach to the Origin of the Elements’ in the upper district of the magical city of Birente.

He trembled and clenched his fists.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck… … !”

As I was lost in thought and swearing, memories of the past naturally came to mind.

Amidst everyone’s expectations, he tried to create a theory that could be comparable to, or perhaps even surpass, the theory of multiple continuity, but failed time and time again.

Ini, even the word failure is a waste. After all, I haven’t even reached the starting point. What can I do if nothing comes to mind?

Moreover, even though he was taken in by the omnipotent transcendent being, his daily life afterwards did not change dramatically.

As a disciple of the Magic Tower, you are given the opportunity to receive minimal instruction and the time and money to study magic on your own.

All I do is attend external functions that aren’t that important.

The leadership of the Magic Tower only provided Lukerd with the basics and showed no particular interest in him, unlike the other disciples.

However, I believed that things would change if I succeeded in the second proof, so I devoted my heart and soul to my magical research.

For a whole 8 years.

So, at the end of the year before last, he announced a new magical thesis that he had finally succeeded in constructing, but the magical community was left scratching their beards and tilting their heads in confusion.

It’s well written, but it’s not groundbreaking compared to the theory of multiple continuities.

The prevailing opinion was that it was not bad, but that it was a regression from before.

The reaction was no different from the crowd that had just attended the lecture. They applauded moderately at the front and expressed disappointment behind the scenes.

… … I have tried to ignore it until now, but I can no longer deny it.

Luker only understood the theory of multiple continuities, but he could not digest its essence. That was the limit of his talent.

‘I shouldn’t have stolen the theory.’

Luker chewed his lip.

“I should have stuck by that bastard Verden from the beginning and kept missing him. Ah, shit. I was blinded for a moment… … .”

Verden, a low-ranking researcher at the Bohemian Tower, whose lowest rank is 1.

He was a dullard among dullards who, although he was usually treated well because he was useful as an errand boy, suddenly came to me one day saying that he needed someone to actually prove the magic theory he had created.

But that astonishing magical understanding was real.

The guy taught me the theory of multiple continuities systematically from beginning to end, and by the end I understood everything.

The proof was that in just a few months, the number of elemental spells that Lukerd could cast had increased by one.

Originally, I had planned to thoroughly prepare all the materials and then report to the Bohemian Tower together as a co-author.

There, Luker betrayed him as if he had been waiting for him.

Because I wasn’t stupid enough to share a pie with a low-level wizard like a mere 1st-tier wizard!

It is natural selfishness in a competitive society.

Later, I heard that Verden’s theory was claimed to be his own and that he was accused of being a thief and suffered, but I paid no attention to it.

Honestly, this is what I was hoping for.

If he leaves the tower or dies of injustice, the theory of multiple continuities will become solely Lukerd’s personal property…

I’ve changed my mind now, but it’s too late to turn back now.

Because Verden had already disappeared without a trace due to the power source runaway incident.

“Ah, if only I could have persuaded that naive and stupid guy easily… … !”

I’m going crazy because I’m so sorry.

It was at that time that Luke continued to mutter while holding his head.

Snap.

Suddenly there was a noise and the door slowly began to open.

Behind him, someone whose identity was hidden by dark robes and armor came in and spoke to Luke in a low voice.

“You are that thief.”

“What the… … all of a sudden?”

───Tsk!

A heavy kick slammed into the defenseless abdomen.

Wide open eyes and mouth.

In an instant, Luke fell down, hit the wall, and collapsed.

“Ouch, creak, creak.”

I can’t breathe.

A normal wizard is not immune to such direct violence. The saliva that he couldn’t swallow flowed out of his mouth.

Adrian grabbed Lukerd roughly with one hand and lifted him high.

“He was subdued with just one kick. This is the disciple of Baloch Besias? Even if it was just for propaganda, he was no better than the guards outside.”

“Ugh… … .”

“My lord said you were nothing more than a decoration for the exterior of the Bohemian Tower. It is indeed true to his words.”

Despite the sharp sarcasm, Luker couldn’t understand each word. He rolled his eyes, barely holding onto his senses.

Blood seeping through the crack in the door. A commotion in the magic city. Only after connecting the two did I realize what was happening.

“You, you… … are you crazy? How dare you… … climb the Bohemian Tower… …!”

“You’re the crazy one, stealing the theory of multiple continuities without even knowing the topic.”

“……what?!”

Luke’s pupils shook greatly as if asking how he knew that.

Adrian’s expression disappeared.

“Your treatment will be decided by your lord. So, from now on, keep quiet.”

Boom!

He struck Luke’s side with his knee as he was hanging in the air. His body, which had lost consciousness in an instant, immediately lost all its strength.

Adrian, who was still carrying Lukerd, went out the door and passed the corpses of the wizards, including Maron, as he recalled the escape route.

Just as I was about to leave the building, I felt a presence in the middle of the hallway connected to the lecture hall.

“ah…….”

Icard de Esperanza.

He realized that something was wrong when he saw the Magic Association being attacked, and he took a deep breath as he headed towards the safe zone.

A suspicious man with a hidden identity and a person riding on his shoulder───Judging by the familiar clothes, it must be Luked Maniacs.

Not only that, but there was even a faint smell of blood that irritated the tip of my nose.

‘Accomplices of those who attacked the Magic Association!’

Ikar immediately rummaged through his bosom. Not to save Lukerd.

Whether it was by chance or not, he decided that since he had eventually encountered a terrorist, he could not leave him alone.

However, contrary to fears, Ikar will not be harmed today.

The only target is the Bohemian Tower.

Ikar took out his staff and pointed it straight ahead. There was no one there. At some point, Adrian was standing next to Ikar.

Amidst the cold sweat running down my body, a small whisper was heard.

“Tell the Bohemian Tower.”

The sound of footsteps fades behind me.

“Luke Maniacs. The third disciple of Baloch Besias, who will be taken from Black Hour.”

As soon as the sentence ended, the intense feeling disappeared.

Silence fell.

Ikar exhaled sharply, holding his breath, and lowered his staff.

“… … At least I survived.”

I had hoped for it, but I never thought it would be the infamous Black Hour. Honestly, I thought I would die, but it was unexpected that the other person just passed by.

‘I guess they don’t even care about me. Should I consider that a blessing?’

Well, anyway.

It’s fortunate that he survived.

There is one more story to take with you when you return to the Kingdom of Estyria.

* * *

A conference hall located in the center of the Magic Association’s largest building.

The four senior members of the Magic Association who were having a meeting regarding the hierarchy breach incident and the three ambassadors from Helion Tower, Ostea Tower, and Bohemirn Tower respectively stared blankly at one spot.

“Suddenly, why is that… … ?”

Through the large windows, bathed in sunlight, the security tower can be seen collapsing. The building shakes with repeated loud noises and vibrations.

Everyone was dumbfounded by the sudden situation that occurred without warning.

And then, a powerful shockwave surged through the distance, severely damaging the outer buildings that were responsible for the Association’s southern defenses.

Siege magic.

The association’s magicians who sensed the commotion responded, but were unable to stop the unidentified group that was gradually advancing.

The Magic Association’s security has been compromised.

Only then did the ambassador of the Bohemian Tower, Gotrick, come to his senses and jump up from his seat as if having a seizure and shout.

“S, an attack! Get out of here quickly… … Ah, no. More importantly, the president of the association! And where is the Ostea Matapju right now!”

“That’s right, you two are having lunch in the southern district… … .”

The southern district and the location of the Magic Association are quite far away.

Even if we recognize the situation and set out immediately, it will take several minutes to arrive.

“I don’t know who dared to challenge the Association, but I can withstand that level and even repel them! I will go out myself───”

One of the association’s advisory board members raised his voice confidently, but the situation unfolded much more urgently than expected.

An unfamiliar shadow approaches.

The conference room’s windows were shattered and intruders barged in.

A pitch-black robe.

They all wore the same outfit and had the same pattern engraved on them: a unique symbol of an inverted triangle with an eerie eye in its center.

“My Lord, why are the Death Wizards, why… … why are they here… … ?”

The face of the advisor who had declared that he would defeat the intruder turned pale. His lips trembled instinctively.

The same goes for other people.

The expressions on the faces of the seven wizards attending the meeting became completely dark.

A unit of 25 selected magicians, excluding Adrian, from Group 1 in charge of the Magic City.

While the other twenty were killing time outside, the five wizards who had managed to enter the conference room stared straight ahead.

Grave Rudworth, at the forefront, let out a voice that was young and lifeless.

“Recently, the Western Continent Magic Tower Alliance has been doing some presumptuous things.”

Just a few months ago, the Magic Tower Alliance raided Black Hour’s stronghold, causing extensive damage, including killing lower-ranking officials.

That was something the Society did to get Dahit’s attention while Verden infiltrated the Great Hall to secure the [Eternal Hourglass], but it was a secret that was kept hidden behind the scenes…

Externally, Black Hour serves as a pretext for retaliation against the Magic Tower Alliance.

“This is a message from the Dark Moon.”

This is a deception.

It is a sophisticated strategy to make the Western Continent Tower Alliance───recognize that the enemy that is threatening, opposing, and attempting to destroy the Bohemirn Tower is still the Dark Moon, Dahit Wesroel.

“Pay it back.”

As soon as the order was given, four of Black Hour’s elite magicians flashed their magical powers.

Magic sweeping through the conference room.

As the members of the conference room, wide-eyed, retreated and began to react, Grave charged toward his target.

“Black hour, you damn things!!”

Gotrick tried to protect himself by blocking access with and .

It’s so similar.

Grave, who had easily squeezed into the gap, pulled out a crude dagger and swung it diagonally upward from below.

Pok! Pok! Pok!

His stomach and chest were pierced by cruel blades one after another. Then, the dagger he was holding in his hand swung horizontally.

The bright red blood that flew along the trajectory soaked the walls and floor. I grabbed my neck right away, but the bleeding was too severe to stop it.

“Ugh, ah, no, I can’t… … I can’t, die like this… … There’s still… a lot… to do… !”

Gotrick.

A wizard who, before becoming an ambassador for the Bohemian Tower, was an internal member and conducted unofficial biological experiments on magical circuits.

Grave looked down at him, his eyes shining fiercely from under his hood, and he raised his arm.

Snap.

The dagger shattered his cervical vertebrae.

Gotrick, who had been full of thoughts of trying various experiments, was executed as if by magicians who had dreamed of breaking through the hierarchy.

* * *

Meanwhile, somewhere in the Western Continent.

It was not long after we had left the front lines of the Magic Tower Alliance in one breath and searched to the east without slowing down.

Verden descended to the ground, arriving at a vast natural environment with a small stream of water flowing in the center and moderately rugged green hills on all sides.

“… … .”

Verden stared blankly at the gigantic rock mountain before his eyes, its peak so close to the clouds that it almost touched them.

A very subtle sensation of something being there yet not being there.

Normally, I would have just passed it by, but now that I had [Mahram’s Pupil] and all my senses were heightened, I felt like I couldn’t just pass it by.

[Your Majesty Verden. Is this the place?]

“Maybe. You’ll know for sure if it’s my imagination or not when you check it yourself.”

[check.]

Alpha pulled the accessory from inside Rob’s nape outward. The necklace in the shape of an eyeball dangled.

Verden said.

“Look, listen, and perceive with your eyes.”

As I recited the first words, [Mahram’s pupil] slowly rose into the air and lifted its eyelids.

The moment the strange gaze glared at the ominous rock mountain, something reacted, and countless pieces of information appeared in Verden’s field of vision.

It is visible.

The entrance and the space inside the rock mountain are hidden and protected by the extremely intricately woven magic circle of the Transcendent One.

One of the unofficial external laboratories of the Bohemian Tower.

Verden shrugged slightly.

A laughter mixed with emotion floated through the air.

A magical force formed within the wall.

“… … found it.”

Verden summoned [Interis] from the subspace.