Return of the Class 8 Mage
42,1. distinguish with empire (1)

I never imagined myself infiltrating the Ivory Tower of another country.'

Most of the witches head to the Ivory Tower.

And 'Daniel, ' a Coldwalker assassin sneaked into the Ivory Tower.

She's very nervous.

He was inside the Ivory Tower of another country.

Although only a few 1st and 2nd class magicians remained, he would not have the chance to survive facing them head-on.

Even though he was a skilled assassin, he could do nothing in that case.

'Look at what we all did to make this little opportunity.'

They dare to carry out an attack****** at the Royal Palace of Greenriver Kingdom. For this mission, they must stop all intelligence activities and call back all their spies who infiltrated Greenriver at high cost.

Cecelia's failure was a serious matter for them.

There are so many suspicious things about Cecelia's arrest.

They have to figure out what happened to him so they can decide their plans.

'Let's try to focus on which trap for now.'

The narrow road to the dark side of the Ivory Tower.

And mana traps were set along the track.

If possible, he wanted to stop his function by capturing the control room, but the time was short. When trained, he should proceed by avoiding or neutralizing it. And that's why his country chose him who's an expert on that.

"A piece of cake for me."

Killer, Daniel quickly goes on to avoid or deceive any traps.

He is his specialist. The mana trap could not stop him unless there were guards bothering him.

“Fiuh!”

The prison where Cecelia was locked was the lowest floor of the prison. After Daniel arrived there, he heaved a sigh of relief, while knocking on the wall of the prison mana.

"Who's there......?"

Cecelia's face was full of vigilance. The opponent covered his face with a mask and a hood. It could be the Ivory Tower trial, so he had to be careful.

"It's me, brother."

The voice of a young man.

Cecelia quickly recognized him and made an uncomfortable face.

“Daniel?”

"You guessed well, still."

The killer took down his mask and hood.

Her face was covered with makeup, like a prostitute

And her makeup melted because of her sweat.

It's not a pleasant sight to see.

"Tell me; you have something to say to me, right? ”

"I, I haven't said anything!"

The first words from him were, of course, self-defense.

Thas right. He didn't say anything.

He didn't even meet the masked man.

Whatever he said, they would ask him to explain which inscription this was.

So, he chose to be quiet.

While he was gaining time by being silent, his home country would do some sort of action.

"I knew. But that's not it.”

“R, let me go first! I'll report directly ......"

"Of course I will. But we have to move apart, don't we? And I'll get there first, of course. ”

To report as soon as he arrived, he asked her to provide information to him first.

He had to report first, so that his country could make some plans.

"T, that boy, Ian Page ..... He knows everything."

"What?"

"Coldwalker's whereabouts, and our list."

"...... Is that true?"

The youngest Archmage was the source of this event, as expected. Not just Daniel, but everyone who knows the whereabouts of the Coldwalkers thinks the same. However, they did not expect this much. How does he know their list too?

“Next, He already knows about which inscription, which I do not know yet.”

“Most of us heard it recently. The Headquarters finally told us about it. ”

In any viewpoint, Ian is more than they ever imagined.

That's a serious problem for them.

"So, any other information?"

"That's it. We don't have time to talk, do we? Can we go now?”

“Hm, so is.”

After nodding, Daniel opened the door of which prison.

Cecelia's face turned bright.

With a few more steps, he was finally able to use magic.

Unlike other trained spies, he had a stronger survival will.

“Ah, Cecelia.”

“Now what...”.

Cecelia's voice had stopped.

For a knife pierced his thin neck.

She was still in a prison where; she was nothing more than an ordinary woman.

He could not have a magical reaction, or treatment.

*Coughs!*

Cecelia lay down while holding her bleeding neck.

Smiling, Daniel lowered his body as high as his eyes.

“Bos we argued a long time ago about you. For the fact that you are a 3rd class magician, so wouldn't it be better to save you.”

While saying that, he wiped the blood on his knife with a Cecelia cloth.

“And this is the conclusion of the debate. Remember who we are, it is better not to risk our mission for you. ”

Soon, the wall would close firmly, and the army would block every exit.

Cecelia was very bad at running and sneaking, so she was nothing more than a burden.

Even her magic could not help her for this.

“So why don't you train harder. You got the lowest score between us. ”

“Ehhhhh.........!”.

"I already knew you would end up like this when you were arrogant with your mighty magic."

Danial stand.

There were still many more taunts he wanted to do, but he did not have the time.

“So, see you. Good bye."

"And you too."

“......?”

Suddenly a third person's voice.

By instinct, Daniel tried to jump to cover his body.

“Who ......!”