Genius Wizard Breaking Limits - Chapter 575



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Episode 575: The Beginning of War (1)

The Bohemian Tower, which has exerted great influence in the Western and Central Continents, has been attempting to advance into the Eastern Continent, which has remained untouched.

Expanding the area of ​​the magic tower will immediately lead to strengthening its phase.

The Midloth Dominion was one of the better bridgeheads.

However, the efforts were in vain during the three years of the Black Hour War.

This is because the Magic Tower and Larian Magic Tower on the Volcanic Island of the Eastern Continent, who had always been displeased with this, took advantage of the opportunity when the Bohemirn Magic Tower concentrated its power on the Western Continent and acted secretly.

The method was mainly assassination.

Removing the people involved was the most annoying thing for the Bohemian Tower. Recruiting and training personnel was no easy task.

Here, some who are unaware of the competition between the magic towers tilt their heads.

You’re saying you’re touching a high-ranking magic tower?

What if you get retaliated against?

It’s a natural question.

There are no transcendent beings on the Volcanic Island’s Magic Tower and the Larian Magic Tower. Even if the Bohemian Magic Tower Lord doesn’t appear, nothing will change.

The military rankings assigned to the 10 magic towers originally had a correction value added.

Of course, if we acknowledge the transcendent being as a full force, wouldn’t the rankings of the magic towers change and become fixed?

That is not suitable for the purpose of evaluating ‘Matap’.

This is why the Artesian Tower, which specializes in creating magic items, is ranked 2nd in the overall ranking, but has a low military ranking despite having a Transcendent.

This means that the Bohemian Tower itself ranks second in military power.

The combined power of the Bohemian Tower’s Elder Council, Itium───surpasses the combined power of the Volcanic Island Tower’s Elder Council, Andranov, and the Larian Tower’s Council, the Five Colors.

This is even more true when compared to the main force raised by Matap.

If a war were to break out under the pretext of conflict, it is easy to predict that the two magic towers on the Eastern Continent would suffer terrible damage.

but.

No matter how strong you are, you can’t just openly kill other magic towers. If you do, the magic tower system will eventually collapse.

Even if it causes adverse effects across the continent, it will lead to an all-out war that will include the countries supporting each tower.

So the war between the magic towers mostly takes place underwater.

Is it like playing a kind of chess?

The words fight fiercely, but the person putting the words down feels safe.

There have been instances where villages were destroyed or cities were partially destroyed during the struggle, but these were minor problems.

Of course, if it gets too serious, a powerful force like the Arnak Empire might find fault with it. Well, don’t worry about it.

If you pretend to listen and save face, it will be over. Even if it is an empire, they avoid confronting the Magic Tower head-on.

There is no one who can truly punish the Magic Tower that reigns over the continent.

At least for now… … .

anyway.

For these reasons, the Bohemian Tower regards the Volcanic Island Tower and the Larian Tower as thorns in its eye, as they actively take advantage of the weakened power of the Bohemian Tower and are struggling.

Some people are so annoyed by it that they even feel disgust and murderous intent.

A representative example was ‘Lawen Seedgar’, one of the elders of Itium.

“The stench of these lowlifes is truly disgusting.”

Rawen frowned and pressed the tip of his nose with the back of his hand. Although the surroundings were filled with the scent of the winter forest, he felt truly uncomfortable.

‘Of all places, I was dispatched to the Eastern Continent, not the Central Continent… … It was the Lord of the Tower who decided this, but I’m a little dissatisfied.’

Of course, I had no intention of questioning him, not even the slightest bit, so I immediately followed the order and came here via space teleportation.

Because that’s right.

Well, okay… … It’s okay that I came to the Eastern Continent, where there are two magic towers, like dogs who are guarding their own rice bowls with fire in their eyes.

But the country Rawen was in charge of was the problem.

The Principality of Libyan?

Isn’t it just a byproduct of the war between the Kingdom of Estyria and the Republic of Veldirn? A worthless country without any real national power.

The very idea that a duke who suddenly rebelled in the middle of a war would declare himself independent and establish a country is full of errors.

‘It is right for the upper class to rule and the lower class to obey.’

From Rawen’s perspective, the Duchy of Riviant is downright low-class.

It is an inevitable logical relationship that those who rule a low-level country are low-level.

Still, there are some notable talents.

‘The principality’s chief court wizard and fifth-rank wizard… … His name is… … Oh, right. His name was Ferd Danians, right?’

He has considerable skill and determination, and it is commendable that he traveled from city to city and eliminated many impurities in the process of stabilizing the duchy.

‘It may not reach the 6th level, but it’s not a huge flaw right now. If you brainwash it, it’ll be useful enough. If you use it as a basis for thought bias and later-completed enhancement experiments, you’ll be able to further enhance your abilities.’

Rawen tried to imagine as interesting things as possible and focused on thinking positively about his arrival in the weakened Duchy of Riviant.

Yeah, it’s better here.

Among the weaker countries currently targeted by the plan, there are some that are physiologically unbearable.

Compared to the ‘Barimtiel Nation’ on the Western Continent or the ‘Formene Free State’ on the Central Continent, the Principality of Liviant is actually quite excellent.

The compact follows the principles of peace, and the free state follows the principles of a republic, advocating the expansion of the rights of the common people without a monarch.

Oh, how uncivilized it is!

Monarchy is natural. Because it is absolutely natural. Like some immutable and absolute truth.

Rawen is a ruthless classist who hates equality and peace.

As long as there is intelligence, you and I cannot think of each other as equals, and without intelligence, there are only prey and predators.

Equality is an imaginary concept.

Peace is also like that.

Conflict is fundamental to living beings.

In that sense, Rawen Sidgar is a passionate advocate of the revival of slavery, which was once taken for granted on all continents… … and which was eventually abolished in most countries under the leadership of the Church of Luas.

“The hideout is ready.”

“……i get it.”

A report from one of his direct wizards reminded Rawen of his goal.

‘First, brainwash Count Rodenmeyer, then control Marquis Ravishun, and then approach the Duke’s family.’

You shouldn’t aim for the head right away.

You have to climb up from the bottom, like climbing stairs, to easily and closely approach more powerful and well-protected figures.

And control of the Principality of Liviant will become the foundation for advancing to the dominance of the Kingdom of Estyria and the Republic of Veldirn.

Quietly and surely.

In this way, all plans for national domination are step-by-step and linked.

‘Tsk, if I go in myself, it could fall in less than a few days.’

There’s nothing I can do.

It is an inconvenience that must be endured in order to avoid even the slightest hint of a powerful nation or force.

Rawen heard the captain’s voice.

A short staff that can remotely control specific mind control subjects, granted directly by the Bohemian Tower Master for this project.

The doll he was moving was Grimnax’s assassin.

“Infiltrate the County of Rodenmeyer.”

The order was given.

Phew.

The assassin, whose thoughts were biased towards ‘infiltration’, disappeared without a sound.

* * *

A large-scale unofficial laboratory in the Bohemian Tower where strengthening experiments are conducted on wizards capable of breaking through the hierarchy.

There, among a significant number of insiders, was Sandhir Payen, feverishly focused on new research involving human experiments.

Crack. Crack.

Sandhir stretched his body slightly and put strength into his left arm. He could hear the sound of loosened muscles and bones realigning.

The high-ranking wizard in charge of him said.

“The transplant has taken hold. There is nothing wrong with the body.”

Sandhir is the first case of a human body being transplanted to a transcendent being. Close examination must be carried out periodically.

The information accumulated in this way will further improve the quality of the next experiment.

Sandhir snorted as he glanced at the departing wizard.

“There’s no problem. Just because it’s an extraordinary magic and technology doesn’t mean it’s omnipotent.”

Even though he was a highly skilled magician, Sandhir’s senses could not keep up. Especially when it came to observing himself.

He caressed his right eye.

‘Even though the adaptation is complete, the transplanted body cannot fully follow the transcendence.’

Sandhir recalled his fierce battle with the Master nearly a hundred years ago.

A link of weapons that would not break no matter how hard she tried. Even a broken piece of sword was a threatening dagger to her.

His right eye was gouged out, his left arm was amputated below the deltoid muscle, and three of his right fingers were also cut off, as well as his legs, permanently losing their mobility.

Severe internal injuries disrupted homeostasis and accelerated physical aging…

Thanks to the Bohemian Tower’s surgery, he has recovered from his permanent injuries and regained his youth, returning him to his physical prime, but there are limitations.

‘Skills and technique are no problem, but transcendence is quite a burden.’

Well, there are no restrictions unless the opponent is a Transcendent of the same level. In fact, Sandhir didn’t really care at all.

There is no problem in following the light even if you don’t use the transcendence skill.

‘That test.’

I thought of the challenger I had encountered in Downt, who suddenly burst into rage.

That bright light that conveys emotions and evokes empathy… … .

Sandhir licked his lips.

“It’s a shame we can’t meet right away.”

But there’s no rush.

If you are a skilled person who has reached the peak of your abilities, you will never die anywhere.

You can rest assured.

chin.

I picked up the window that was placed on the stand.

First, I have to deal with the orders of the Bohemian Tower Master. The echoes from within me are growing stronger.

Sandhir Payen left the informal laboratory.

* * *

After returning from Baloch’s personal laboratory, he stayed in the no-man’s land and prepared himself.

… … Two days passed quickly as I was trying to control my mind and tell Keirel about my revenge.

Clank. Clank.

He wore pitch-black armor and gauntlets, and a dark blue robe wrapped over them. He felt the weight of the lightsaber on his left waist.

The body is in perfect condition.

After checking my condition in the full-length mirror, I walked down the hallway of Arlene Castle.

A leisurely and strong stride.

As I moved forward, my mind, which had been a mess, began to get organized one by one.

“hey.”

Keirel was waiting near the entrance leading outside.

“I may be much weaker than you, but I’m quite capable in other areas. As you can see, I’m also playing a part here. The Land Without Owners is doing well. It will continue to be that way.”

Keirel, her tail wrapped around her body, pushed herself away from the wall. She twitched her cat ears and stretched out her arms.

Bam!

“Don’t let your guard down and do it right. Don’t cut off contact like before.”

It means don’t get caught or run away.

Adrian said after getting hit in the forehead by Keirel.

“When you come back, let’s stop by Master’s house together.”

“… … !”

“The tomb has not been built yet.”

Kayrel chewed the inside of her cheek.

Adrian’s teacher───was saved and cared for by Uncle Raymond, and he learned swordsmanship and the spirit, albeit somewhat.

Despite being different races.

Thanks to you, I got here.

To her, Uncle Raymond was not just a lifesaver… … he was more like family.

“……huh.”

Keirel nodded, wiping away the tears that were welling up in his eyes. After hearing that answer, Adrian stepped forward again.

Went outside.

It’s snowing from the sky.

It was as if winter was throwing a tantrum, not wanting to go away. The cold air brushed against my skin and the unique scenery filled my eyes.

Soon, Black Hour will come and guide you to the Great Hall.

While we were waiting calmly, Aisha, who was playing happily in the snow in the courtyard, saw Adrian and quickly ran over.

“Hello, Inspector!”

The girl I met in the ruins of Downt no longer looked so thin.

“Thanks to you, I’m eating well and sleeping well. And Grandma too! Thank you!”

“Tell that to your lord.”

“I’ll do it to the wizard again!”

Aisha smiled brightly.

He is both adaptable and very naive.

Then Aisha asked.

“But you know, sir, do you believe in fate?”

fate?

“I believe in destiny. My grandmother used to say so, and she raised me by reading people’s fates and giving them advice based on that. But now, I can’t tell the future.”

Adrian replied vaguely.

“It’s too bad you lost your job.”

“That’s true… … but honestly, I’m not sad.”

Aisha looked around, then covered her mouth with her hand and whispered.

“I like fate, but I like things that aren’t fate better.”

“… …Why?”

“Of course, it is more beautiful to decorate the future with your own strength.”

Aisha’s eyes sparkled.

“Isn’t that right?”

Adrian was in that sparkle.