Return of the Class 8 Mage
1. I've Been Betrayed

I've Been Betrayed

“Toxins that neutralize Mana in the veins,” says Blonde, middle-aged Emperor, ‘Ragnar Greenriver.’ He was the first Emperor in history to unify the Continent under his rule.

“The longest toxic effect lasts a few minutes. That's for you.”

He is close friends with the first Class 8 Witch of Humanity, ‘Ian Page.’ Together, the sign of two childhood friends in the world creates many songs, plants countless poems, and writes a number of epics.    

Even though it's still true, until, at least today.

“Stay only, if I try another bland poison ..”

“Eh, for what reason....?”

The 8th Grade Witch, Ian, who had returned to his hometown to spend the rest of his life in quiet solitude, spoke while swallowing the viscous blood in his mouth.

“Do you not know yet?”

The Emperor's voice surprisingly did not care. He had been giving deadly poison to his friend for decades.

“Your strength, that power did not help for a few days after Unification. In times of war it may be different, but right now, it is something that causes anxiety. The words you said at the time. ”

No doubt, it's all true.

An unfathomable force that could easily annihilate a small country alone. It was the power of the 8th Witch of the Circle.

“As long as Ian Page lived as an ally of the Empire, that fact alone was enough to ignite the flames of rebellion. Therefore, I will return to my hometown and live the rest of my life in regret. I'm sure you say it with such a sentence. ”

Fear entered the Emperor's eyes.

Of all things, why fear? The one who swallowed the poison was Ian.

“You know, Ian? I am not afraid of rebellion. No matter what, rebellion is the work of man. It is within the scope of human understanding.”

“·······.”

“But you, what about the power you have? Is this a human job? Do you really see this power as something beyond human reach?”

Ian was eager to respond.

It is this power that makes you Emperor.

That this power formed the Unification of the entire Continent.

The power that keeps the peace of the moment.

“Cough!”

Ian could no longer project his voice.

The flow opposite to his blood was difficult to overcome.

“I'm scared. Fear of Ian Page. Fear of Class 8 Magicians. My old friend….. Goddamnit! Yes, I'm crazy for fearing my old friend! Me, my kingdom, you are a ferocious monster that can take everything from me! How can I let such a monster live?”

The emperor, who revealed his madness to the world, stopped his conversation and looked towards his dying friend, Ian Page. Sad but satisfied, the Emperor's expression was hard to read.   

“With all means, do not ... do not forgive my actions.”

That was the end of the Emperor's words. As he left the cottage, flames were burning everywhere. Does he think that poison is not enough?

‘.’

Ian, weaved in his mind.

Emperors. Transformation of his old friend Ragnar Greenriver. His decision to go to the countryside. He thought if he was invisible, the situation would get better.

Ian never imagined it would be like this. He could never imagine the depth of madness that the Emperor was going through.

‘But.’

From his chest, Ian took out an object. At first glance, it looked like an ornate dirk. Decorated from the tip of the blade to the handle with gems and carvings. Rather than a bladed tool, it looks more like a decorative piece.   

Sururings……

Even so, his silenced voice said otherwise. Only a voice says its sharpness.

‘It seems like it's not just me who's complacent, Ragnar.’

Engraved letters covered the dirk blades completely. It was so small that it could not be read with the naked eye.

‘This is the repentance I crave. ‘

The blood on his hands, he wanted to clean up the little bit that he could clean with this.

‘For many who died with my magic, for them, I will live my life in repentance.’

It's all true. Only the method is different.

Beyond the first Class 6, Class 7, and even reaching Grade 8, Arch Mage Ian was unprecedented. Spending years praying was something Ian couldn't fill his bowl with.   

‘Return everything as it used to be.’

As he decided to go to the countryside, Ian had decided to research ‘Magic Time’ with all his might. If it is possible to replay the time, it is possible to reset everything.

“And make a better choice.”

Of course, it's not easy. Instead, it's almost impossible. There are only unproven and unfinished theories.

‘This will probably be the first test.’

The time to torment perfection and improvement had long passed. Even if there was an adverse reaction, what was more than death waiting? No, in the end, he had to die.

‘To save the little Mana I have, there is no other way.’

There was only one place where the poison had yet to affect him. The place that governed all the Mana within his body, the small core within his heart.  

‘Mana Liver.’

A puuuuk!

In that place, he broke through the dirk formula, to exhaust all possible resources called Mana.

UuuuWung!

Before long, a brilliant blue light swallowed Ian.

(R.a……. Husu..

Simultaneously, Ian began his chant. One by one, words were painfully spouted. It doesn't mean that this voice comes through his voice. This is not a general song either.   

(Ro... Kuberugato.

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Dragon commonly known as ‘Magic Initiators.’ They have created an ancient language, ‘Singing Dragon.’

(Due... Shenigas..!).

In the heart of the mountain, when the echoing Dragon Song will soon be over. The dirt shattered into dust and scattered. The intense blue light gradually hid the traces of the last remnant. The Page of the Great Witch Ian