Offer a Tribute and Become an Archmage - Chapter 141



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Episode 141.

There was no particular reason why the king gave Vlad’s lands to the family of Alovato.

The Allobatos were a family of wizards loyal to the kingdom, while Vlad’s domain was just a piece of land with nothing to show for it.

In addition, the castle, which can be called the center of Vlad, became a land where no one could live due to Anna’s large-scale magic. Vlad’s castle, which was also a strategic location and was divided into an inner and outer castle, was completely covered by a giant frozen tree, making it completely unusable.

“okay.”

After hearing a brief explanation in the moving carriage, Ronobe became lost in thought.

To be honest, I’ve been wondering about it for a while now.

Ronobé saw Anna’s last moments, and also saw the magic of her life with his own eyes.

But she was not recognized as a great sorceress who could meet her end at the hands of a simple knight.

‘There was a reason.’

I heard that you expended quite a lot of force in the previous battlefield, but I never thought the aftereffects would still remain.

I thought I froze a castle.

“The relationship between the Baron and Sir Anna…”

“They are a teacher and a student.”

“I see. So Baron Jun… has inherited the Master’s lineage. That’s great.”

Brin was a man with a beard that connected to his sideburns. He was a bit hairy, but he had a refreshing, manly laugh.

‘A wizard, or something.’

Sir Brandon has been active as a wizard in the kingdom for a long time and has had many children, but among them, Bryn is the only one who has learned magic and is expected to be awarded a title.

“My grandfather held the same title as a baronet, but through this incident he was elevated to the title of baron and granted land.”

It is said that he will be awarded a title posthumously, and that Brin will inherit it.

Brin was a Baron (Jean).

I told Ronobe to speak comfortably and not use formal language, but he refused, saying he had not yet received it.

“A title is just a title. I recognize the Baron as a wizard. He defeated the wizard of the Empire… How can I treat him carelessly with the rank of title?”

He was more clever than I thought.

“More than that, I didn’t know you were with Mick. You were interacting with Ashwald’s disciple… As expected of Baron Jun.”

“It just so happened.”

Liam, Benny, Lirun, and Peter were riding in a carriage towards Vlad.

Now it’s Alovato’s territory.

It was also quite far south of Sist. It was far if it was far, and close if it was close. It was a distance that took about two weeks to get there by carriage. It was close if it was close. If I turned into a crow and flew away, it would be quick, but it couldn’t always be that way.

Ronobe is now a nobleman.

Nobility has its own procedures.

Ronobe has a duty to protect it.

That’s what nobility was like.

The duty of a nobleman is one of the chains.

Anyone who goes against it is bound to be despised and ignored by other nobles.

“But I don’t know if I can melt the ice or not.”

Ronobe was somewhat unsure. He even wondered if it was right to melt it in the first place.

‘That magic must have been what kept Anna alive, even if only vaguely.’

But if you were to get rid of it, wouldn’t it be difficult for Anna to exist, even if it’s vague? Even if you could melt it, it was something you shouldn’t do.

There was only one reason why Ronobe rode Brin’s carriage to Vlad’s castle. He wanted to see Anna’s magic with his own eyes.

“But is it often the case that the magic remains even after the wizard dies?”

The answer was Mick.

“It’s not that there aren’t any. It depends on the magical nature or the level of the wizard. I think this case is probably the latter.”

The ice melts.

Anna’s magic was denying that obvious fact.

As Mick said, the latter was more likely.

“The Master also once mentioned the story of cold blood.”

“Was it so?”

“Fire and ice. Wizards who can perform these two miracles have been known for a long time. Do you know why?”

“Um… It helped a lot?”

“No, because it’s flashy.”

“ah…”

Fire and ice.

What they both have in common is that they are gorgeous.

“Of course, as Baron Jun said, it’s also because it’s useful in real life and for various purposes. Among them, freezing is a rare magic. There aren’t many people who can handle it. Do you know why?”

“well…”

“Fire is hot and ice is cold. They are so close to each other that it is easy for them to hurt the caster.”

“oh…”

Same fire, same ice, but the magical effects are completely different depending on how it is manifested, whether it is fire or ice.

“Take the Lord of Gradas for example. He makes his own fire. He makes fire in exchange for a small truck. That kind of magic is rare. The price is simple, and the method of making fire is easy.”

“Is that so? The other wizards…”

“I know of two fire wizards in the kingdom. One of them cannot make fire himself. He only manipulates fire.”

It was said that it was controlled by lighting a fire on a torch or a campfire. Because of this, it is said that there are many restrictions and it is difficult to deal with sudden combat situations.

“And he was badly hurt by his own fire.”

“ah…”

But that’s not the case with Elysia.

She possessed exceptional fire resistance, to the point where she could wrap her body in fire. That was also the reason why the imperial wizards valued Elysia’s magic so highly.

“You said there were two people, so one person is…”

“He can create fire, but he can only control fire that is stuck to the ground. He can’t fly fire or anything like that. The magic that deals with elements is powerful, but it has many limitations. The reason for this, my master said, is because he has a very self-willed nature.”

“Oh…”

It was interesting knowledge.

I could understand why Cloud wanted Elysia’s magic so much. I didn’t think it was anything special, but it seems that the magic of this era is divided into various powers that allow you to use similar magic depending on restrictions and costs.

“Is there anyone in the kingdom who can handle ice?”

“There is one person.”

The answer was not Mick, but Bryn.

“It would be nice to meet you. He is someone who has had contact with Anna as well.”

“Can I meet you?”

“Yes. I invited him before the Baron who was given to me by the elders of the family. He also had a connection with my grandfather…”

“okay.”

“I’m sure you’ll have a good relationship with Baron Jun.”

I might get to hear Anna’s story. I’m already curious.

“Who are you?”

“hmm…”

Brin and Mick’s expressions became ambiguous.

It seemed difficult to answer.

‘Are their personalities completely different?’

I guess he doesn’t have a good personality.

Otherwise, you wouldn’t have looked so flustered.

‘He’s someone who handles ice… so he might be a bit savage.’

A wizard’s first impression is often determined by the magic he uses. Since he uses ice, he is naturally likely to be a cold or ruthless person.

“I can see it now.”

When you are thinking about many things.

Brin opened the carriage window.

And what you see is an incredibly huge frozen tree.

It was Anna’s trace.

“…!”

It’s huge.

It was so enormous that simply saying it was huge was an understatement.

Even though it can be seen from far away, it is incredibly large.

“Ugh, it’s cold!!”

“!”

Even though it was late spring and the weather was warm, the ground here was already bone-chillingly cold. Lirun and Peter shivered.

‘Wizards are basically beings that are resistant to magic.’

But even these people were shivering from the cold. The aftereffects of Anna’s magic were beyond imagination.

“From here on out, you need to wear the winter clothes I prepared for you. Otherwise, your hands and feet will freeze and I might have to cut them off.”

‘crazy…’

While Ronobe was hurriedly handing over the winter clothes, swearing inwardly, the carriage came to a complete stop and was unable to enter.

“From here on out, the horse can’t go any further. If you go further, both the carriage and the horse will freeze.”

“…”

Ronobe looked at the frozen tree in the distance and thought.

‘What on earth have you made, Anna?’

It’s so surprising, it’s ridiculous.

Does a miracle that has lost its owner mean that it still exists because of its owner’s will?

“This is the magic that contains the ideal…”

No, a miracle.

It was a true miracle.

“Sir Mick, do you happen to have such rare cases in your kingdom?”

“It’s not that there aren’t any. There are some who don’t reap the miracles they brought upon themselves.”

To keep the empire in check, like Eschwald.

Or for one’s own honor.

Mick spoke quietly enough for Brin to hear.

“Humans naturally want to leave something behind. Usually, it’s their blood relatives, but it’s different for wizards.”

Wizards are human too.

They are people who want to leave something behind.

Mick seemed to think this was the only thing the wizard had left behind.

The Wizard’s Legacy.

The nuance was that miracles contain the life of the person who created them.

“It breaks my heart to think of the people who are affected by this, but as a wizard, there is no more beautiful scenery than this. I hope that Baron Jun does not destroy it. It is… like a trace of his master to Baron Jun.”

Mick said with a sly smile.

“Besides, this is the ideal that the wizard holds. Isn’t it the true Akan?”

“Akan…”

Ronobé looked at Anna’s tree, feeling the cold pierce through his skin.

It was a deplorable thing.

‘Are you saying this failed…!’

It was completely different in scale from the black space that Anna had shown. If he had been able to create something this enormous, Ronobe would never have called it a failure. How could he call the miracle that turned the entire region into a cold place a failure?

“Look carefully, Peter. Lirun. That is the ideal and miracle that my master left behind.”

Peter and Rirun’s eyes lit up slightly.

A miracle begets a miracle.

‘Miracles go round and round…’

Now I think I understand a little bit what that means.

*

Vlad’s castle, now part of Allobato’s domain, looked like a ruin overgrown with vegetation.

A huge tree stood tall in the sky, its roots in the castle, and Ronobe knew exactly what it was. He knew it without even looking.

‘Maple leaves.’

It was the maple leaves she had seen in her memory.

“The leaves are turning red.”

Only one person, excluding Ronobe.

Benny noticed the leaves on the tall trees in the sky.

“Is that a maple leaf?”

“Yes. You didn’t know?”

“I’ve never been close to it. I could easily lose my hands or feet.”

The cold grew stronger the closer they got to the tree. As a result, Bryn had never been near Anna’s maple tree. Even if he had, it would have been difficult to tell if it was a maple leaf or not.

Even when maple leaves fall, they usually shatter into pieces right away.

“Anyone who can get near that tree is probably either a fairly high-level wizard or someone who is well-versed in ice.”

Brin, Archmage Ashwald and Lonobe.

And he mentioned the ice wizard who was said to have a connection with Anna.

“What is his name?”

“His name is…”

That was when.

I felt a strange sense of foreboding.

Frozen forest.

In the middle of it all, I felt a strange gaze. A gaze from a snowy field where it seemed as if nothing existed.

But where my gaze was directed, there was nothing.

“I have a good feeling.”

“!!”

Before he knew it, there was a woman by Ronobe’s side.

A woman with a large scar on her cheek. In this cold place, she was wearing only light armor and a cloak, and her hair was as white as snow.

‘Before I knew it…’

It’s so secretive that you might not even realize it’s come.

‘No, it’s fast.’

A gaze I felt in the forest a little while ago.

Ronobe could immediately sense that the owner was this woman.

Eyes that seem inhuman.

Because the eyes were filled with emotionlessness.

“It’s you. The one that she left behind.”

Ronobe’s Adam’s apple drew a high and low line.

I wanted to talk to her and say yes to what she said, but I couldn’t.

‘Feeling of pressure.’

The intimidation she exudes.

That was ringing an alarm bell to Ronobe’s animalistic senses.

The pressure that comes from an absolute powerhouse.

Because it made my body stiff.

Ronobé immediately knew why.

“You… are not a wizard.”

Come to think of it, Brin and Mick had never once called her a wizard. They hadn’t asked her if Ronobe was a wizard in the first place. They thought that if she could handle ice, she was a wizard.

“You wouldn’t know it if you saw me. I’m a knight.”

She stroked the sword hanging from her waist. To her surprise, her hands were made of cold ice. This meant that she could manipulate ice, even though she was not a wizard.

‘Tula.’

They are like gods.

She is a knight who can send out miracles even though she holds them inside her body.

“Your Highness, that is… Count Belita von Enheide.”

Her color is black.

One of only two black knights in the kingdom. A Count who blocks the north from invading orcs.

“I couldn’t cut down what she left behind. Anna, that thing still gives me headaches even after she’s dead. Aesong, can you do it?”

It was Count Enhyde.

End