Return of the Class 8 Mage
38,2. Sometimes sticks are better than carrots (2)
“...... Vines?”
Witches, in fact, anyone who could see the Ivory Tower right now, would be shocked. From the forest surrounding the Ivory Tower, hundreds of thick vines erupted and crept on the outer walls of the Ivory Tower.
“What? What is going on!”
By watching the scene, the witches lost their minds.
No one dared to answer Helene's question.
They can't even hear his voice properly.
“You maggots!”
That was the question of one of the mighty Archmages.
But they refuse to answer?
Helene headed to the edge of the roof to check the situation.
At that moment,
“……?”
The vines crawl up.
What are those things?
With a shocked face, Helene looked at Ian.
Still, inside the ice, he looked at her.
‘Did he cast magic in the Ice Block?’
Hundreds of vines erupted from each side.
Because they have eyes, they look for targets like snakes.
Target is red, caster ordered them.
The vines tried to find the red target, and soon, they started moving.
“F, fuck ....”
He couldn't help himself.
Hundreds of vines targeted him.
*Burr!*
The vines were only targeting Helene.
Helene burned it.
But the problem was, the vines came incessantly.
Burn, burn and burn.
‘What is this!’
It had been a few hours, and the pursuit had never ended.
Not just mana, but his stamina had dropped.
Avoiding and burning is not the final solution.
There is only one clear solution.
Pressing casters.
‘But how?’
The caster was hiding in the Ice Block.
Strong shield formed by freezing mana.
A spell Ian shouldn't have done.
He has to do something.
‘I need to find a way ...’
However, he could not think of anything.
There is no solution.
“Celana…. Pants!”
As time passed, Helene's breathing became rough.
Stamina and mana are drained.
He began to realize that he could not win this fight.
“Ya!”
As he began to open his defenses, the vines quickly stretched towards him.
One of the vines quickly snared his right leg.
The fire spell is useless.
The vine was faster than that.
From arms to legs and finally, his body.
Like a worm that forms its own cocoon.
“Arrrrgghhh!”
The first time he screamed in his life.
The first shame.
What did he do in this duel?
He could not even touch his opponent's skin.
He had to fight with these damn vines for the entire duel until his stamina and mana had been emptied.
It would be less embarrassing if he managed to burn all those vines.
But, he's been caught. Like a loser.
“H, how ...”
He knew Ian had an incredible talent.
But this, bullshit.
He did not lose his consciousness in the Ice Block.
Next, he used magic.
And there's something more shocking going on.
“....Ha ha.”
Now, Helene laughed like a crazy woman by looking at Ian's next move.
The Ice Block was dispelled.
Did he use all his mana?
No, it shouldn't.
Is it too perfect to consider it a coincidence?
*Step, step.*
Ian's approaching Helene.
As he had expected, Ian eliminated the Ice Block with his own will.
Otherwise, he could not walk towards her like that, without any damage.
“Yeah, now I understand why you are called a Beginner Witch.”
Helene's voice contained bitterness.
Now he understood the meaning of his title.
He could see his strength after the battle.
She's no ordinary talented witch.
“I submit. So, please get rid of these dirty vines..”.
“But.”
Ian lowered his voice.
That's not good enough. He had to bend his will completely.
Not just for Helene, but for all the other witches watching it.
“I'll show them who I am.”
The young witch had just heard the rumors and announcements.
He went through Archmages interrogation.
He got a 4th grade degree.
However, there is a huge gap between just listening, and watching it for real.
“A, what do you mean....?”
Soon, Helene asked suspiciously.
Ian did not answer.
Instead, he slowly raised his right hand above his head.
He gathered the mana in his outstretched palm.
“T, wait! A male? Ian?”
He was now even refining how he called Ian. He's very desperate. If such a high-class aggressive spell landed on him, he would definitely die.
“It's just a duel! A drill! Stop!”
Dark clouds began to gather in the sky of the Ivory Tower.
His mighty appearance represented his strength.
*Hard……..*
The spell that Ian used, had a long and complicated formula.
And it takes a lot of time to launch.
However, his strength was the best of the best among 4th class spells.
“Call Lightning.”
The thick lightning.
It destroyed the roof of the Ivory Tower.
Precisely, at the point where Helene was entangled.
*CRACCCKKKK – !*
Helene closed her eyes helplessly.
And the other witches watching it.
Shards of white material that formed the floor of the Ivory Tower were being blown up.
Even the defensive spells in the Ivory Tower were unable to withstand its might.
There is no doubt about Helene's death.
Only if it hits him directly.
“……!”
Helena opened her eyes.
Not only that, around the landing site was also badly burned.
Lightning struck right in front of Helene.
“Pa, pants! Paaant!”
He could finally breathe.
He survived. Somehow, he survived.
Why did he feel his heart burning?
Actually, it wasn't his heart that was burning.
It was the heat coming from the burning vines.
Without the vines, he would be badly burned.
“Stop.”
Ian, who was standing outside the lightning effect area, made a small movement, then the vines released Helene.
Helena fell.
He could not help himself standing up.
“Helena.”
Ian approached Helene very closely.
“J, do not come to me....!”
Helene shouted unconsciously.
His instincts rejected Ian.
“Is there any more,”
However, Ian never cared about his reaction.
Instead, he sat down and looked straight at Helene.
“You want to teach me?”
Helene shook her head in despair.
Anything else to teach?
What is he intending?
Helene could not understand it, nor did she want to understand.
He just wanted to run away from Ian.
Otherwise, he could not calm himself down, from his unknown fear, and heartbeat.
“Then, excuse me, I have to go.”
With those words, Ian left.
As he approached, the witches retreated.
And of course, they paved the way for Ian.
At the end of the road, Ian had seen some special guests.
The middle-aged witch, who was a great senior to most magicians.
Including some Archmage and Tower Lord, Habert.
They came to the roof when they saw the vines climbing the tower.
“Excuse me..”.
ian said while watching them.
“Can you step aside, please? I feel tired.”
They walked away with confused faces.
A new Archmage defeats Helene.
The once-silent Ivory Tower, facing a new era.
Especially, the young witch was very touched.
“She casts magic while in Ice Block ..”
“She is on the level of creating magic, isn't she?”
Wherever they go, it's about Ian, Ian Page.
There is no rumor that does not include him.
However, not all the members of the Ivory Tower were excited.
“Is he still inside, without coming out?”
“Iya. She refused to eat for days.”
“Hm.”
The 19th floor where the individual research rooms are located.
There was only silence on this floor.
More than silence, depression.
“Helene, can you hear me?”
In front of Helene's research room.
With a knock, the Tower Master called out to him.
“I understand what you might be feeling. However, you can't just stay there without eating. Let's talk, shall we?”
In a warm voice, Mr. Tower unlocked his research room.
As he entered his room slowly, he,
*delivery!*
The tower lord quickly cast a shield magic, to block the bottle thrown at him.
Inside the research room was worse than he could have imagined.
“Ha..
A bunch of wine glasses rolled on the floor.
The glasses on the floor broke.
Including books, nothing stays clean.
“Helena.”
“Out.”
“It won't solve anything....”.
“GO OUT!”
Restless hair, a pale face, full of the smell of alcohol.
Literally, he seemed useless.
Not just the result of that defeat.
He was defeated shamefully, in front of many spectators.
He screamed like a loser and begged for his life.
However, he was unable to find a solution to defeat him.
He barely managed to escape.
His pride could not accept this situation.
His pride was completely destroyed.
“First, we should forbid alcohol to be brought in. Eat after your mind is clear. The bodies of every witch are not theirs. It belongs to the Ivory Tower. You know that very well, don't you? ”
“Leave me alone. Justjust please…. PLEASE FOR!”
“……. Good. I'll come again tomorrow.”
The Tower Master left the room.
“Ck ck's. See his face.”
He clicked his tongue.
His face is getting ugly.
He made an immature decision. He had planned to kneel down at the beginning of Ian Page. However, he instead cruelly destroyed Helene.
“It's not a matter of taming it.”
On the day, when Ian Page stepped on Helene, Ian Page said to her, ‘please step aside.’ Including him, there was a great senior on his path.
What a brave and arrogant boy.
‘He is not a dog that fits a leash ..’
A leash is a tool that can only be used on dogs.
It was not designed for wild beasts.
An animal may try to bite its master whenever it can.
‘But he is a wolf.
A savage beast that could not be tamed even at his young age.
Now he had better choose a different way, to make her a loyal servant of the Ivory Tower.
Actually, actually,
‘To make him a loyal servant ‘KU’.’
More obvious and unofficial tricks.
A secret trick that not even other archmages should know.
Ian deserves that kind of special treatment.
‘I need much time, much time.’
Soon, Habert reached the 22nd floor, the Tower Master's room.
There, a familiar face awaited him.
“Halo, Tower Master.”
“Yang noble.”
A brave boy sat in the seat of the Tower Master.
The fifth prince, Ragnar Greenriver.
The boy welcomed him.
“Sorry I'm late.”
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“I'm fine with that, by the way, please keep telling me the story you said.”
“What kind of story...”
“Page Ian.”
Two men who put masks on their own faces.
Actually, they are very compatible with each other