Genius Wizard Breaking Limits - Chapter 557



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Episode 557: Greed (1)

After deciding on the central agenda of the Transcendental Council, the sanctions of the Darkmoon, Vangelis planned to propose several magical exchanges.

Conversations with Awakened beings who have reached the pinnacle of magic will soon become stepping stones to infinite development.

Even though they have already become historical figures, the desire for improvement held by the Seven Demon Kings has not diminished at all, whether in the past or present.

But the plan went down the drain.

“How dare this usurper!!”

As soon as Baloch Besias heard of the upheaval at the Bohemirn Tower, he immediately left Centrum together with Tilon Narger and Angelo, the two highest elders who had come to deliver the news.

The area centered around the capital of the Magic Nation basically does not allow magical access, but now is an exception.

Vangelis specifically allowed the teleportation by partially disabling the Centrum’s functions before Bohemian Tower could even request it.

The atmosphere in the conference room became chaotic at the news that Amwol, who had been absent for the past several months, was making moves again.

Indren frowned and kept smacking his lips.

“I think it would be a better decision to sanction Dark Moon immediately… … .”

“The decision has already been made, so the verdict cannot be changed. The more we revoke the decision, the more meaningless our agreement will become. Also, the conflict on the Western Continent is ultimately a conflict between the Bohemian Tower and the Black Hour. There is no room for meddling unless another transcendent being intervenes.”

“I know, Vangelis. That’s why you’re not hanging around aimlessly, but instead, you’re stuck on the Artesan Tower. Like you always have.”

He stood up from his seat.

“I don’t think there’s any reason to continue the Transcendental Meeting any longer. I don’t feel like doing anything. How about we disband now?”

With the most amiable Indren strongly wishing for his return, the socializing Vangelis had hoped for has gone down the drain.

“… … Yes, if that’s what you want, then so be it. I will end the discussion about the dark moon here. I will not see you off.”

Thus, the close meeting of the magical world’s transcendentalists held in the capital of the Arcanad Magical Nation came to a relatively quick end.

“… … .”

Agent, Maya.

She furtively glanced at the Transcendent beings preparing to leave.

Ignacia.

Linedel Nexleon.

Acetyl Oleander.

And even the empty seat where Baloch Besias had just been sitting.

* * *

“Anyway, it was nice to see you again after such a long time. I’ll see you in the Magic Kingdom in a few months. Take care.”

Indren is leaving.

As before, Maya nodded silently and disappeared along with the white wizards of Lefragium.

Linedel is alone.

Ignacia, held up by her followers.

Ace with two little ones.

The three of them left the capital and walked along the same street as if they had made a promise. A quiet silence filled the space between them.

It wasn’t long before we reached a deserted hill.

Ignacia broke the silence.

“What are you guys up to?”

With linen and acetylcholine.

Both of them are hiding their true feelings.

Whatever it is, it is certain that her intentions are as clear as hers.

Ignacia, who had become convinced of the sense of discomfort she had sensed in the conference room, revealed her clear suspicions without even needing to ask.

Aceto opened his mouth.

“Similar to you.”

“what?”

“Just as you pursue subjective fun and act accordingly, I too am willing to act for my subjective beliefs.”

That was all the answer was.

Aceto spread his hands.

A thick book appeared out of thin air and landed, opening its pages, dense with magical text, unfolding before the world.

Phew.

Magical power surged and a strong light came out of the book. Jan and Yon hugged Ace’s legs tightly, pressing their bodies together.

Soon after, the three people whose appearances had gradually become blurred disappeared completely.

‘The Keeper seems to know that I’m involved in the Dark Moon’s dream. He hides as much as the Agent, so it’s hard to figure out what he’s thinking.’

But at least it’s certain that she doesn’t harbor any hostility towards him. If she did, she would have exposed it at the Transcendental Council.

‘I think it would be right to see that he is taking a friendly, or rather neutral, attitude toward me.’

What about necromancers then?

Linedel met Ignacia’s earnest gaze. A soft voice echoed beneath her empty eyes.

“One day, a powerful being suddenly met his death. After that, a breach of the hierarchy began.”

“… … Ahahaha, I knew he was the Transcendent of Death. But I didn’t know his insight would reach all the way to the other side of the continent. So. Why did you hide Dahit’s death?”

“I welcome change.”

change?

When Ignacia tilted her head and asked again, he added.

“Yes, change. The ‘dark moon’ has set and the ‘new star’ has risen. How could I not be happy?”

“… … !”

Linedel smiled.

For a moment, the emptiness disappeared from his eyes and a vivid light flickered.

Even Ignacia couldn’t help but feel embarrassed by the genuine laughter of the necromancer she was seeing for the first time in her life and turned her head back.

“I’m looking forward to our reunion.”

Linedel’s muttering was not directed at Ignacia before his eyes. He soared into the sky, enveloped in pitch-black fog.

The master of the Dark Warton Tower has disappeared beyond the clouds.

“ha.”

Ignacia sighed and collapsed on the sofa.

“Oh, really. I guess I’m not the only one who cares about Asher?”

“Are you offended?”

“Ahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha! Not at all!”

At Urban’s question, Ignacia stretched out both hands toward the sky. A mad laughter echoed throughout the area.

“Chaos. Irregularity. Unpredictability. Chaos. Disarray. Disorganization. Change, irreversibility… …! How can this be unpleasant? Isn’t the real world where everything changes with just one variable and the results can never be reversed, where you can’t predict even one inch ahead?”

A board where everything goes as planned cannot be used as a stage for play.

Because it’s a dead world.

There is no joy in a miniature garden filled only with dolls hanging from strings.

“Oh, but.”

Ignacia suddenly raised her upper body.

“I don’t know why Asher is after the Bohemian Tower, but… … Well, I guess that’s a good thing. After all, I bought some time without putting in much effort. If you include the last auction, Asher owes me two. How can I make this fun? Urban, don’t you have any bright ideas? What do you guys think?”

“Umm… … .”

Urban rubbed his chin in genuine agony, his extremely trained muscles twitching.

The followers who were carrying the palanquin also tried to come up with their own ideas.

“Ahaha, I have two chances, but I’m having a hard time deciding.”

Ignacia’s cheeks flushed slightly.

“Have fun.”

* * *

By the end of operations in the Western and Central Continents, the total power of the Bohemian Tower was significantly reduced.

Verden, who had once again hidden the Black Hour, began making advance preparations.

“Senior, I brought you a mole!”

Yunia brought four of Panian’s moles in a barrel. These rare creatures were part of a ploy to deceive Baloch.

The role is to prevent Balok from noticing his change by removing the call sign engraved on Rayshen and his party and implanting it.

Thanks to this, the Bohemirn Tower believed that Reishen was alive, and succeeded in dragging out Omar Boldrak, the elder of Itium, without any suspicion and dealing with him cleanly.

But it’s not necessary anymore.

What Verden wants is to cause extreme confusion in Balok Besias and cloud his judgment even a little.

It would be quite a shock if even Rayshen disappeared at this point.

Of course, I had thought about using moles to bring down the Bohemian Tower leadership, but after much thought, I decided against it.

‘It is extremely dangerous to expose your position like Omar and fall into the encirclement while Baloch is on high alert.’

Even if you drop four moles separately to disperse the enemies, it is impossible to control who goes where and when.

Rather, the variables are only increasing rapidly.

‘If you use bait rashly, there is a high chance that the entire trap will be burned to the ground.’

Berden, who possesses the memories of Dahit, understands Balok’s magical capabilities better. He must be extremely careful.

So the best and most effective decision is to predict the Bohemian Tower’s response from a dead angle and aim to defeat them one by one.

Damn.

Verden has cleanly lifted the call that was placed on the rare demons. With this, the death of Reisen Taillord is official.

On the other hand, Panian’s mole was truly free.

“Let the moles go into the deep forest. They are very sensitive creatures, so it would be better to give up the idea of ​​keeping them around.”

“Am I a kid? No matter how cute the moles are, I don’t plan on keeping them as pets… … But the Society’s island is so big and bountiful, so I can release them there, right?”

“There’s no shortage of elements for a mole to live there. Do whatever you want with it. Here’s a gift.”

“Huh? A gift?”

Verden took out a document.

Yunia asked after receiving the rolled up and sealed paper.

“what’s this?”

“Deeds of ownership of land and buildings.”

A portion of the wealth obtained from the secret funds of the Beldirn Republic Senator, which Verden and Alpha had previously brought from the Anonium Bank.

What the deed proves is the member’s land and the villa built on it. It’s not something grand, but it must have some simple value.

“I used to live off my senior’s house, but now I’m the building owner… …?”

“I’m giving it to you in joint ownership. Later, when you have more money, you can go and decorate it or destroy it as you wish.”

“Why are you breaking it?! I’ll use it well!”

Yuni was terrified and hid the certificate with her body as if it were a treasure.

Born with a genius for magical talent, the twins seek fame to prove their skills while also hoping to grow independently.

As a new generation, we need to become leaders who will lead the next society. Even if it is something small, it would be helpful to provide an environment where we can take the lead.

Verden intended to raise Cain and Junia in his own way. Of course, he was not their teacher, but rather an assistant.

“And from the loot we’ve acquired this time, there’s something I want to give to you and Cain. Isabella should have sorted it out, so ask her for it.”

“… …To your sister?”

“Is there a problem?

“Isabella is a bit scary.”

A scene where the remnants of Black Hour were purged in large numbers, and in particular, the elders of the Bohemian Tower were captured and completely crushed with their fists.

The physical display of his fierce will to kill based on his brother’s strength and his sixth-tier realm was something he had never experienced before.

That was the reason why Junia was being so polite to Isabella that it didn’t seem appropriate.

From that perspective, it is right to speak highly of Verden, the transcendent being.

“You’re a senior, right?”

It seems like Unia has her own standards.

Well, anyway.

“What is Ennet’s condition?”

“Enette? Oh, the woman that you brought? The wise man of wisdom is personally taking care of her, but she doesn’t seem to be waking up yet. When I went to take a quick look last time, she was sweating profusely, as if she was having a nightmare. I’ll let you know when she comes to.”

“i get it.”

“Then that’s all for the report. Thanks for the house deed!”

Yunia waved the certificate in her hand and disappeared down the hallway of the Great Hall.

Now Verden was also planning to move outside again… …but before that, there was still some simple business to be done.

“Adrian.”

───Yes, my lord.

“Bring him here.”

It’s pure curiosity.

Those who drove Verden to death through unofficial experiments, and those who stole the theory and started talking, although it was unrelated to the unofficial experiments.

Which of the two do you hate more?

* * *

“Hmm.”

I wiggled my body a little and slowly lifted my heavy eyelids. My senses became clearer and I felt the coldness of the floor.

As he woke up in a dazed state, a closed space greeted him.

“… … Where is this place?”

Luked Maniacs awakens in his prison cell in the Black Hour Hall.