Genius Wizard Breaking Limits - Chapter 569



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Episode 569: Sharing Memories

A tower without a power source is nothing more than an empty shell, a grandiose and aesthetically pleasing structure, to put it a little sarcasticly.

Overcoming such adversity is purely a matter of the leader’s ability.

It is omnipotent because it can cause countless phenomena with a magic circle.

The ability of Balok Besias, who raised the Bohemirn Tower from 7th in the military hierarchy and 7th in the overall hierarchy when he first took power, to 2nd in the military hierarchy and 4th in the overall hierarchy, was proven once again.

Most of the magical functions of the Bohemian Tower have now been restored.

However, it is natural that numerous magic stones are purchased and consumed as fuel in exchange for the infinite magic power of the power source.

The ranking of the Magic Tower is determined every nine years───which means that a drop in ranking is unavoidable as of this year.

Still, there is a way to recover.

The goal is to eliminate Dahit Westroel, the usurper of the Black Hour and the cause of all the recent magical chaos.

‘Sacrifice’ for the magical world and achievements that benefit the world beyond the magical world are positive factors in the evaluation.

* * *

Robelin, who had gone up to the upper floor of the magic tower using the magic elevator, walked down the hallway, calmly glancing sideways at the ground far away in the distance.

dripping.

He knocked lightly on one of the upper-level research rooms that the Supreme Elder had mentioned. He then grabbed the straight doorknob, turned it, and pushed it.

There was no magic wand there.

Instead, there was one who acted on his behalf in his lofty authority.

“Hmm, you don’t look so good in many ways. You must have been quite bored spending your time locked up in the magic tower, Robelin.”

A group, Croden Olentia.

He is the first disciple of the Bohemian Tower Master, the elder brother of Lobelin, and a wizard with strong potential to become the next Tower Master.

Robelin didn’t respond and spoke in a tone that was neither high nor low.

“I came to see you because the Lord of the Tower said he had something for me.”

“I know, too. But you’re not Master, you’re Matapju. The title hasn’t changed since then. Master would be upset if he heard that.”

“Let’s get to the point, Lady Olentia.”

The distance between Robelin and Croden is so great that it dare not be compared. In terms of age, social status, or magical realm.

But she wasn’t at all bothered by such external things. At least not now, if not in the past.

All I care about is black hour.

“Well, if that’s what you want.”

Croden shrugged his shoulders as if it was nothing and walked away. He then extended his hand toward Robelin.

On the palm of her hand were seven red jewels the size of fingernails, and overall, there was a strange magical pattern deeply engraved… …a rather refined bracelet.

“… … What is this?”

“This is a gift from the Master to you. Of course, this is not all there is to it. I have a suggestion to make in relation to it.”

Croden, who had handed over the prepared accessories, slowly walked around and spoke.

“As you know, my precious priests and your revered elders, Rayshen Taillord and Lukerd Maniacs, have gone missing. Naturally, the black beast is Black Hour. The elders of Itium are always on high alert. Among them, Elder Hiram and Elder Omar have not even been able to return to the Tower of Magic these days.”

“… … .”

“If we continue like this, the damage to the Magic Tower will only increase, regardless of our efforts. The Great Hall of the Black Hour cannot be observed from the outside, and its internal coordinates change as soon as they are recognized, so there are almost no ways to invade. Even if we succeed in entering, the inside will be teeming with enemies and traps.”

Croden carried the load.

“So there is only one best option. To bring them… …the peak of the Black Hour, the Dark Moon, into our territory.”

“Isn’t it because there was no way that we haven’t advanced until now?”

“Yes, that’s right. But things are different now. The Dark Moon has touched not just the Magic Tower, but the entire magical world.”

He stopped and continued speaking.

“At the recent meeting of the Transcendents that the Master attended, a motion for sanctions against Dark Moon was brought up. The conclusion was a temporary reprieve. In other words, the date of sanctions was decided after Dark Moon’s dream reached the Transcendents.”

Although Croden had yet to dream of breaking through the ranks, Robelin, a fifth-tier wizard, had already dreamed of it.

“Once the wait is over, many magical transcendent beings will come forward, and Dark Moon, due to her nature, will resist until the end and die. However, the Master does not want that to happen. He wants you to punish her yourself. Isn’t that what revenge is all about?”

plural.

Robelin’s eyes twitched once.

“Our Master is almost ready to kill the Transcendent. Now all that remains is to find a way to trap the Dark Moon.”

“You need bait, just like last time.”

Two years ago, Robelin was on the verge of death when she encountered the Dark Moon at the Cliff of Eternity, but her life was saved thanks to the intervention of the Bohemian Tower Master.

To be precise, because of deliberate indifference and intervention.

I don’t hold any grudges.

There is just no gratitude.

“Speak straight, Robelin. This is not the same as bait that requires sacrifice. Just like back then, I won’t kill you or hurt you. This time, even more so. I’ve prepared an artificial artifact just for you.”

“Artificial artifact… …?”

“The name of that bracelet is [Guardian Flame]. It is a protective artifact that can be activated by the owner’s will without the need for a activator. The flames that are generated from it harmonize with your special characteristics and create a unique heat. The flames can theoretically temporarily withstand even the black flames of the dark moon. However, since the effect is effective, it is difficult to reuse.”

and.

“The most important thing is that this is a pair of two, connected to the bracelet on the other side that the Master has. Always. The moment you activate the artifact, wherever and whenever, the Master will immediately recognize it. Even if you are in a state close to being sealed.

If the Bohemian Tower Master uses the magic, he can move to Robelin’s side almost instantly, no matter how far away he is.

“… … So you tested my magical abilities again? But to bring the Magic Tower Lord and Dark Moon face each other again. Is that all the Magic Tower planned? Is that all there is to it?”

“As I said before, this is completely different from last time. Dark Moon will be executed by the Master who has made all preparations. The key is your decision. If you are afraid, you can stay in the Magic Tower. How can you force a sacrifice when you do not want it?”

They were asking with consideration, but in reality the answer was already decided. They were both sure of it, each for their own reasons.

“What are you going to do, Robelyn?”

“I accept it.”

Robelin stared at the bracelet for a moment and then put it on her left wrist.

Shudder.

A sharp needle-like thing protruded from the inside of the bracelet and pierced my skin. It was a truly unpleasant, dull, and stinging pain that soon subsided.

Croden added.

“Of course, it is possible that a Black Hour official, not the Dark Moon, may come looking for you. It would be difficult for you to handle. So, I will appoint special escorts to prepare for the variable.”

“Does that mean… …you want me to lead another squad?”

“Yes. But I will allow you to bring up to two people with you. It’ll be lonely if you don’t know anyone.”

The successor to the Bohemian Tower smiled gently.

“Get ready, and as soon as the sun rises tomorrow, go to the front lines and join the main force of the Western Continent Tower Alliance. Then wait. Until the Dark Moon comes looking for you. And watch. How the one who caused the power source to go out of control and killed your precious friend dies.”

While Rayshen is notorious for his prickly and sensitive personality, Croden is considered a man of character among high-ranking officials.

But somehow it feels very pretentious.

That was the case for Robelyn.

It was a dirty feeling that had no meaning or interest. She shook him off and turned her back without hesitation.

“Yes, I look forward to it.”

Robelin quickly left, her red hair fluttering.

“Phew.”

Croden, left alone like that, took a deep breath. Then he muttered again and again with mad eyes.

“Black Hour, Black Hour… … If they attacked Leishen, that means they must have Isabella, who Leishen must have secured.”

Pitter-patter.

The teeth clenched sharply.

I’m getting annoyed.

A long-awaited reunion is just around the corner, but an unexpected obstacle has arisen. I must get her back by any means necessary.

certainly.

The most powerful tool for that purpose is currently in Lobelin’s hands.

Artificial Artifact [Guardian Flame]─── No, [Final Flame].

Everyone within the Bohemian Tower acknowledges that Robelin is both gifted and capable.

However, it is only suitable for hunting, not as a companion.

Because Robelin’s special trait is based on emotions.

The magical research results showed that it was completely opposite to the method of actively utilizing talent by continuously engraving calls.

Accidental bias is even more so.

‘Well, it’s different if it’s temporary.’

So how can we utilize the resource called Lobelin to get the most value out of it for the Bohemian Tower?

There was only one answer.

The ‘noble sacrifice’ of high-ranking officials in the war is beneficial to the Ma-Tap hierarchy.

Reinforcement Experiment─── Emotions.

Robelin will become the last flame and be martyred for the Tower.

As a result, the Black Hour led by Darkmoon will be completely destroyed by none other than the Master, Balok Besias.

‘And finally, I get to be with Isabella.’

A promise to help each other achieve their dreams.

Croden, who killed Isabella’s family, still did not forget the covenant of that day.

* * *

How Balok Besias captured the past Transcendents who had been defeated by the Master and gone into hiding, why he created brainwashing agents including him and kept them under his command… … I have not been able to figure out what ultimate ideal he pursues as a Transcendent.

It is unclear what the forerunner Beldoran refers to ultimately means, or what he intends to accomplish by meeting the leader of Gluttony.

The identity of the fanatic old man seen in Ennet’s memories is beyond anyone’s guess.

But what is clear is that, right now, none of the rest matters at all except the first one.

I organized the scattered questions and goals in my head.

plural.

This is the story that has now come to Verden’s doorstep, and it is the stepping stone for moving forward to realize the ideal.

Kagagagagak.

The special space movement path that led to the coordinates of Baloch’s personal laboratory, seen in Ennet’s memories, was engraved on the floor.

The first priority is interpretation.

‘… … He transformed the existing space movement circle to its limit in his own way. He combined other magic circles based on that. It’s a form I’ve never seen before.’

A strange and complex magic circle frame that was not even in the magical knowledge that Verden had accumulated so far… or had inherited.

Perhaps this is the true face of Baloch. No one has ever seen his true power.

Phew.

By manipulating the magic power, he copied only the shape of the magic circle, then divided it into exactly 67 structures and separated them individually.

Then I put one of them in front and tried to analyze it in detail.

You have to be careful.

Only after this task was successfully completed could the full-scale ‘extermination’ plan begin… …but there was one more thing to do before that.

And as expected, a few days later the long-awaited news arrived.

It was a message from Ostea Matapju, Medrant Keden, who was staying on the front lines as a member of the Union.

───Her location has been confirmed.

There is no need to explain who she is talking about here.

‘It’s a united front. That’s fortunate.’

Of all the situations we have considered, this is the route that is easiest to approach.

In other words, it also meant that the Bohemian Tower leadership was calculating and using her life.

It was truly disgusting and thankfully their mindset remained the same.

“Have a nice trip.”

Verden, who had left the main hall, went straight to the front line wearing a .

* * *

Key bases for receiving and commanding all situations occurring on the front lines of the war were built on natural terrain.

A vast area utilizing an entire cliff, with a long-distance observatory above and a building below.

Its size was similar to that of several regular strongholds combined into one.

And since most of the members of the alliance were wizards who had mastered , they used magic such as to modify some of the cliffs and use them as personal spaces.

That’s a real fortress.

Security is impeccable, as not only the elders of other towers but also the tower lords of the alliance sometimes stay here.

Entry is prohibited unless permitted by a select few high-ranking officials.

“Lady Robelin, you can use that place.”

Among them, Robelin, the disciple of the Transcendent One, had a relatively high status.

Enough to be able to allocate space halfway up the cliff.

“Each of you can rest on your own. You won’t need any escorts while you’re here.”

“Ah, Lady Robelin… … .”

Robelin, who had eaten a piece of bread, flew over the stronghold.

Hezen and Arril… … They were dispatched together with Robelin and participated in the Ignacia Scales held in Gargant. They sighed as they looked at the back of their superior.

“Phew, the pressure is low today too.”

“… … That’s right. What should I do?”

Lately, Robelin has been… well, what should I say. She used to be lively, but now she’s been listless about everything.

The two of them struggled to figure out how to cheer her up, but unfortunately, they couldn’t find a solution.

Knock knock. Knock knock.

A bonfire was burning in one of the caves carved into the cliff. Robelin lay against the wall, staring out.

The sun has set and the sky has turned twilight. Darkness will come soon. As usual, without a care.

“… … .”

In the meantime, I threw my life into the battlefield to avenge my friend who was unjustly killed. I did my best.

He was so wild and crazy that he even got the nickname ‘Hwaehyung’.

but.

The fire she ignites will never reach the high heavens, no matter how hard she tries and how much she prays to God.

That’s the reality.

At the news that Black Hour was moving again and that they would take revenge on the Dark Moon at the Bohemian Tower, their enthusiasm was briefly filled, but it soon faded.

I’m too tired to be caught up in negative emotions all day like I used to.

Because he was more true to his emotions than anyone else, his magical achievements were extremely fast and he was able to pioneer the magic world at an early age, but that was it.

Emotions are consumables.

Without firewood, the fire will eventually go out.

‘Why did it turn out like this?’

It’s a question that comes up again and again.

When I first came to Bohemian Tower, it was fun. Even though I was a worker, I had no complaints about life.

What should I do to fill the emptiness?

If the cause of everything, the dark moon, dies, will anything change?

I don’t know.

Even the sunset that is striking my eyes in the distance feels infinitely heavy.

Swish.

Soon, her eyelids closed, and Robelin, mentally exhausted, fell asleep. Time passed, and the night grew deeper.

The moon was hidden by clouds, but instead it was full of stars.

“Hmm.”

At that moment, Robelin regained consciousness as she felt a presence very close by.

Is it Hezen or Arril?

As I opened my eyes naturally, thinking that it was probably Arril… … I saw in my blurry vision someone sitting in front of a campfire that had swallowed up new firewood right next to Robelin.

“When I was at the orphanage, there were quite a few kids who would cause trouble every day. One time, they were trying to set up a bonfire, claiming they knew how to make it, but ended up making a mess of the backyard and getting scolded by the director. We were watching from afar and got scolded along with them.”

“… … ?”

“But of all the kids, we must have been the ones who upset the director the most. We left the orphanage without permission and rode the carriage to the Bohemian Tower. I don’t regret that choice, though.”

A man’s voice.

But it’s not Hezen.

“Still, I miss it a little bit. That time when I was young and didn’t have any thoughts.”

The focus was aligned.

Things were clearly visible.

Hwaak.

As Robelin activated her magical circuits and raised her upper body, a man with gray hair and a pitch-black robe turned his head.

They recognized each other.

From the front.

“uh……?”

Robelin opened her mouth with a blank expression as she momentarily pondered the somehow familiar facial features and voice.

Without even knowing it.

“Ver, den?”

“Your complexion doesn’t look good.”

The man, Verden, gently brushed Robelin’s disheveled bangs to the side. Her red eyes were clearly visible.

“Sorry I’m late. It took me a while to get here.”

A moment of silence.

Robelin’s eyes, which had been slowly growing larger, tilted slightly. Immediately afterwards, fierce flames shot up from her entire body along with murderous intent.

“this……!!!!!”

A heavy, sharp hatred and anger that he could not bring himself to say out loud was reflected in his eyes.

There’s no way that the deceased Verden would be here before my eyes. It’s someone’s trick. And the black gloves the man is wearing.

That’s the weapon of the dark moon.

I don’t know the whole story of why Dahit took the form of Verden.

Whether you are sure or want to believe so.

It was at that moment that she, who had instinctively identified her opponent as Dark Moon, was about to activate the artificial artifact bestowed upon her by the Magic Tower Master.

Bam.

Before that, Verden’s fingertips touched Robelin’s forehead.

“I know it’s hard to believe. That’s why I thought about how I could tell you everything and convince you.”

Pure magic was stirring.

“This is my answer.”

Dahit Wesroel considered memory to be the basis of existence. For that reason, Verden abandoned the magic that steals memories.

Because it is something that harms magical dignity, like a forced magic circle.

Instead, he used that knowledge to devise a new magic related to memory.

Unlike the magic Dahit enjoyed using, it was inefficient and completely unsuitable for stealing secret information hidden by his opponents.

It’s a given.

Because its original purpose is far from obtaining information. If we only consider its ultimate purpose, it is quite the opposite.

This is not to see the other person’s memories──it is to convey to the other person your own memories that are difficult to express in words.

Robelyn.

This magic was created for you.