Genius Wizard Breaking Limits - Chapter 571



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Episode 571: Accompanying (2)

Blue eyes filled with pure, unadulterated magic that I felt for the first time in my life.

It was difficult to gauge the depth because it seemed to contain both the transparent sea and the deep sea beyond it at the same time.

Robelin stared blankly at Verden, who was observing the bracelet.

So much has changed since then that it’s beyond comparison, but that unique look in his eyes remains the same.

That stubbornness that won’t be broken no matter what anyone says.

… … That was good. Even now.

The reason why young Robelin followed Verden out of the orphanage, even though she had little interest in magic, was largely emotional.

“All the magic circles inside have been poured out.”

At Verden’s voice, Robelin tilted her head forward.

“A magic circle? There was nothing like that when I checked separately.”

“It is nearly impossible to forcibly hide the history of an existing magical item, but if you make a deliberate effort when creating the magical item, it is possible to deceive . In the case of your bracelet, the magic circle is divided into hundreds of pieces so that it is impossible to tell the truth.”

Even if it looks normal on the outside, if you look closely, you can feel a very slight strangeness. However, even if you know it exists, if you have a magical sense, you will not be able to perceive it.

Robelin is a lower-ranking magician of the 5th tier.

Not only is he superior to wizards of the same level, he is also younger, but this is only relative. The world’s standards are always absolute.

It is not enough to see through the magic circle that Baloch intentionally hid.

Robelin swallowed.

“So… what did you find?”

“If this artificial artifact worked as they expected.”

Verden’s grip on her wrist tightened slightly.

“Robelyn, you would be dead.”

* * *

An accessory granted by the Bohemian Tower Lord, [Flame of the Guardian].

It was made exclusively for Robelin, and when activated, it has a magical effect that amplifies the firepower of her special trait, ‘the flames that are directly connected to emotions’, several times over.

The exact number is unknown, but it will probably be enough to temporarily counter the disappearance of the Dark Moon, as Croden had hoped.

but.

Looking at the composition of the magic circle sleeping inside the bracelet, the purpose of protection that the bastard had mentioned did not exist.

I can assure you that this is not a gift from the Magic Tower to protect the fourth disciple of the Magic Tower.

‘Rather, it is an artifact that presupposes Robelin’s sacrifice.’

The true name of the artificial artifact───[Last Flame].

The moment the trigger is pulled, the owner is immediately brainwashed by the call and a temporary thought bias is created, injecting specific commands into the head.

That command was an outburst of ’emotions’.

In short, it activates Lobelin’s traits to the max, forcing her to exert power beyond her capabilities.

Originally, since there was an extreme point for each realm, it was impossible to implement magic beyond the standard… … However, times have already changed, and magicians who dreamed of spreading across the continent by Dahith Wesroel were able to break through the hierarchy of limitations.

‘This appears to be one of the enhancement experiments seen in Elder Hiram’s memories.’

Robelin took a deep breath after seeing Verden’s expression.

“What happens when your emotions run wild? Does your head suddenly explode?”

“That’s not it, but since it involves directly touching the brain, it will be quite a burden. The same goes for the magic circuits. Physical and mental exhaustion is inevitable. The problem is what comes next.”

The bracelets are not one but a pair, and the other one is owned by none other than Baloch.

The ostensible reason is to come to Robelin immediately when Dark Moon comes looking for her, but the truth is the opposite.

The seven red gems embedded in the bracelet… … through intuition through insight, the thousands of bubbles floating within are connected to their neighbors, completing a single ritual.

A unique space magic circle created by Baloch.

However, if you were to categorize power based solely on magical level, it would be the 7th tier. It would not be an exaggeration to say that it was the most unique among them.

“As you know, ordinary space magic circles move a specific target to a set coordinate. So they are greatly affected by the target’s magical resistance. But this is different. It indiscriminately twists the space itself and blows it away somewhere.”

If I had to say, I would say that it causes both spatial movement and spatial destruction.

If you don’t know in advance and prepare, you will definitely get caught up in it. Even if it’s the current Verden.

“Of course, it’s difficult to smoothly cause such magical phenomena remotely. Naturally, a suitable medium is needed. For example, Robelin, like you.”

“If it were me… … would I become some kind of human magic stone?”

“Just like magic, heat can also be converted into other forms of power. I’m sure you’ve already verified your abilities. This alone isn’t enough evidence, and I can’t explain everything theoretically, but I can’t think of any other possibilities.”

In short, Baloch intends to cause the leader of Black Hour to undergo spatial change by using Lobelin as a material.

‘Of course, he wouldn’t have thought that Dahit would die to that extent, so he must have intended to drag him into a stage that he had prepared in advance.’

And in a series of events, Lobelin will end up in one of two situations.

Either dying from rapid depletion of magical power or being crushed by the distortion of space… …. The name [The Last Flame] is a literal one.

Robelin felt a chill run down her spine as she realized the intent of the magical check she had performed several times before leaving the Bohemirn Tower.

“But there’s something I don’t understand… … Why do you insist on killing me? Why didn’t you just control me with that compulsory magic circle in the first place?”

“There must have been a problem that couldn’t be solved. I guess it’s because of your special trait based on emotions that you can’t easily be swayed by spirit. For one reason or another, they decided that you couldn’t be an internal member of the Magic Tower, so they wanted to use you for the Magic Tower.”

“If it’s for the rooftop, then no way.”

“They say that if a disciple of the Magic Tower dies during a war, it has a big impact on the Magic Tower rankings.”

Thorough consumables.

The true appearance of the Bohemian Tower seen through Verden’s memories was truly heavy and cruel.

Not only was she a member of such a group, but she was also taught by all the masterminds who had driven Verden to that point. Lobelin felt disgusted with herself.

Phew.

At that time, Verden crossed his index and middle fingers on his left hand and concentrated his magical power on the bracelet.

[The Last Flame] is a collection of magic circles disguised as artificial artifacts. It is extremely sophisticated, but it is also easy to cut.

Only for Verden.

“It’s difficult to eliminate Baloch right away because he could be discovered, but since the Colsion has been neutralized, he’s no longer dangerous.”

“Oh, yeah. Thanks.”

She caressed the bracelet that had just been a suicide device.

As Verden stood up, Robelin also stood up.

“… …Are you going?”

“We should go. We’re not ready yet to move with confidence. Until then, it’s best for you to stay on the front lines. This is the safest place… … and maybe we’ll need your help.”

Robelin’s bracelet still contains jewels imbued with space magic.

It was directly connected to Baloch’s trap, but it was also the shortest route to face him.

In addition to activating the space magic circle normally through the bracelet, a method to ensure Robelin’s safety has already been devised.

Then Robelyn said.

“But Verden, you want to kill all of the leaders of the Bohemian Tower, right? Everyone involved in that unofficial experiment, right?”

“……okay.”

Even if there is a valid reason, it would require a lot of repeated killings.

Robelin will be very, very confused when she learns the ugly truth about the Bohemian Tower overnight.

Because I heard that they were going to get rid of the people I was hanging out with until recently.

Verden realized that he had been lacking in consideration for Robelin.

But Robelin wasn’t foolish enough to feel pity for them. She just turned her revenge towards Darkmoon in the opposite direction.

“Then there is.”

Robelyn whispered.

“Bohemian Tower, how about yours?”

Robelin is the fourth disciple personally recognized by the Bohemian Magic Tower Lord in the magical world.

Although he is the last in line, he is definitely qualified to become the next leader of the tower regardless of his rank or age.

But what would happen if all the other successors, except for Robelin, met with unfortunate deaths?

* * *

“… …He’s not coming again.”

It had been quite some time since I started eating breakfast, but Robelin hadn’t come yet. But I couldn’t go look for her.

Because last time I did that, she felt worse.

After discussing things, Hezen and Arril decided to bring bread, meat, soup, and other things for Robelin and stock up on them.

It’ll probably be cold, but it’s easy to heat up.

But it was a waste of effort.

“… …Why are you collecting food?”

“Huh.”

Robelin walked past the flustered Hezen and Erril and sat down at the table. The two people who had been blinking quickly took their places on either side of her.

“Are you feeling okay today?”

“As you can see, it’s fine. So don’t worry about it and just eat it. It won’t taste good when it gets cold.”

Robelin took a few spoonfuls of the soup, which was full of garnishes. She also soaked the crusty bread in it and took a bite.

It’s full of life.

Hezen and Arril, who had made eye contact with each other, shrugged their shoulders. They didn’t know what it was, but they were glad that their precious superior had regained his spirits.

Robelin shifted her gaze slightly.

‘Hezen and Arril are not internal figures of the Bohemian Tower.’

The two have already confirmed with Verden that they are unrelated to the unofficial experiment.

Robelin was deeply relieved that her two closest confidants and people she cared about were not necessarily the ones who had to be killed.

But, the other guys aren’t.

The special escorts that Croden has given us… … The magicians of the tower are the ones who are trying to induce Robelin’s death.

“Hehe, enjoy your meal, Lady Robelin.”

“… … .”

A middle-aged wizard with a gentle expression passes by, greeting politely. Bright red eyes follow him calmly.

Kwaaak.

Robelin clenched her fists hard under the table and made a firm resolve.

‘Those damn masked bastards.’

I will definitely burn them all down.

* * *

The difference in talent soon leads to class differentiation.

People with similar talents instinctively group together, and those with greater talent dominate those with lesser talent.

The law of the jungle, seen in savage nature, also applies to the lofty world of magic.

They are jealous of each other, fear each other, despise each other, and persecute each other, even though no one has ordered them to do so.

The ‘outliers’ that appear very occasionally here are naturally isolated.

So-called unfinished individuals with both exceptional talent and low-level talent. They have no group and are surrounded by enemies on all sides.

What prey would dare turn down the opportunity to trample on a being who may have been a predator with greater talent than themselves?

Talent ultimately comes down to power.

That is why geniuses without power are nothing more than weaklings, and in order to cast off that weakness, they must overcome obstacles.

Only real strength speaks for itself.

This world is a war of ranks.

“Sandhir Payen.”

In the still silence, Baloch’s eyes tilted to the side.

“I heard that you failed to secure the third tooth of Gluttony, Beldoran, despite causing such a fuss in Downt. You even lost two of your mind control test subjects. And yet you’re a Transcendent. I regret the effort I put into you.”

“Don’t blame me too much. I couldn’t help it either. Who knew there would be a transcendent being there?”

Baloch’s eyes twitched at the unexpected excuse.

“Transcendent?”

“When I actually arrived at Daunt, there were already others targeting Gluttony besides you. A magician with unusual abilities, a swordsman who had reached the peak of his powers… … and even a transcendent being. I had an uneasy feeling for some reason, so I decided to retreat to avoid combat. Isn’t the direction you want to take, not expending unnecessary forces for your purpose?”

“… … .”

Baloch was silent.

There is a transcendent being for those who oppose Gluttony.

Since no one person comes to mind clearly, it is highly likely that he is an entity that has not been revealed to the world.

I made a quick decision.

“Let’s put off tracking Gluttony’s transplants for the time being.”

It was a perfectly rational choice to increase the number of enemies without even finishing Black Hour, which was the worst of the worst.

Sandir flicked the spear on his shoulder.

“I’m glad I can stop being an adventurer. What should I do now?”

“I guess I’ll have to resume what I had stopped.”

Baloch Besias placed his hand on the corner of the large rectangular object that stood before him.

Light came on it as it started to move in response to the magic.

“Execute this plan.”

The color of blue magic that illuminates the darkness.

A world map covering all continents was displayed in three dimensions.