Return of the Class 8 Mage
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He returned to the highest level he had reached in his previous life.
Ian Page is a Class 8 Witch.
That's the perfect return.
“Wah ..” Ian sighed as he slowly landed on the ground.
He immediately headed to his mother and looked to Ladio and Douglas as well.
“Are you hurt?”
“I'm fine.”
Vanessa shifted a little, being careful not to reveal the Fairy Queen.
Mother and son have decided to call the Fairy Queen by the name of their cat, Espel.
“This is all thanks to His Majesty, the Emperor, and. If not for Espel, we might already be in the Underworld by now.”
Thas right. It was the Fairy Queen who fought against the dragon warriors alone.
“Espel ...” Ian get started.
(I'm fine, man.) A voice sounded in Ian's mind. It was the Fairy Queen.
His once energetic voice was now flat, as if hinting he was tired now.
(I'm sure you have a lot of questions. But I have nothing to say. I do not know how Spartoi became like this, or how all this started ...* cough!)
The Fairy Queen was in no condition to speak to Ian. Notnot now.
It seems he doesn't know anything either.
There's only one way to answer the question.
‘It looks like I have to ask him myself.’
Ian has destroyed all the dragon warriors, except us. It was Spartoi, who was still waiting outside the city.
Ian decided to talk to her.
“You have done well.” Ian said to the princess. He was considering asking her to clean things up after he left.
“Teacher.!” The princess stuttered, her eyes glazed over. He had done his best not to show it, but he felt crushed, surrounded by monsters some time ago.
It was hell for him, afraid that they would all face death as he tried to find an unplanned direct solution.
“I have gotten rid of all the monsters that attacked the city, and left no one alive. You will no longer have to lead people to safety. Let everyone in the city know, and start with city improvements.”
“Guru ... what will you do?”
“I will try the root of all this. I think I might have some idea of what is going on.”
Ian could have said a few encouraging words to his student, but he remained formal. The princess simply nodded, as if she expected nothing. This was an urgent situation as Ian had said.
“Ah.” Ian said, as if he had suddenly thought of something. “If anyone makes trouble of you doing magic, I will give the order to deal with this problem as Master of the Ivory Tower after this is all done.” Ian said as he handed a piece of treasure to her.
It was the symbol of the owner of the Ivory Tower.
“...Good.” The princess replied, and her expression darkened.
He seemed to remember it should have kept his strength a secret.
‘... I have no choice.’ The princess thought. He had no regrets about using his power. It was an emergency, and as a 4th class mage, she was just trying to prevent more trouble.
He had been able to save countless people, and also save Ian's family.
His own comfort was not comparable to their safety.
‘Now, if only I could protect the people around me..’.
The princess was a little worried about the safety of those who kept her power a secret. After all, she was a 4th class magician, and she was sure there was a way to protect everyone.
“I know you did it to protect your people.” Ian said, keeping his formal tone, but he said something completely different. “I'll consider it.”
“Ah..” replied the princess. The response sounded like a sweet spring rain.
“Alright then.” Ian bowed, and after saluting, he left with a teleportation spell.
Her purpose?
Outside the town of Greenriverdium, where Spartoi was.
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Spartoi, who had arranged for all the dragon warriors, stood alone, left alone. All his soldiers – tens of thousands of them – have been destroyed.
However, he simply stood in his place staring into the sky without escaping or making any backup plans. It was as if he was waiting for orders.
“Spartoi.” A voice said.
Streams of light appeared in front of him and were human-shaped. It was a witch, Ian Page, wearing a blue robe.
“I want to talk to you.”
Spartai did not respond.
(Descendant... Fran Page..) Spartoi muttered softly, like the empty shell of his dragon warrior.
(Someone .. who needs to be destroyed ..)
At that time – CLANK !
The pieces of bone around them started to make clinking sounds.
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Could it be magic?
No. gabe. Ian did not sense which energy.
(Will follow their path.).
However, it was not just pieces of bone around them. The remains of tens of thousands of shattered dragon warriors floated above Spartoi's head, rising into the sky.
(Will ... cut it .. at the initial stage ..!)