Return of the Class 8 Mage
43,2. distinguish with empire (2)

"You did very well."

Ian's expectations this time were wrong.

That's not the Crown Prince.

“Good work, Mr. Ian.

A young but familiar voice. Unique soft way.

The royal family, who Ian had not wanted to face.

'........?'

With instinct, Ian raised his head.

To check the source of the sound.

It was a boy who looked about two years older than Ian, who had blond hair of noble blood.

'Ragnar.'

That scumbag.

Ian had avoided facing it on purpose.

If he can avoid it, he avoids it, and if he can hide, he hides.

To this day, he did not notice because of his new robe.

If he knew about it, he would choose a different path.

“Thanks to you, the royalty and peace of the entire empire are preserved. As my father said, you are the hero of the show. I'm very much looking forward to meeting you and thank you, as a member of the royal family. Uh! I forgot to introduce myself. But I'm sure you already know me.”

Confrontation with Ragnar earlier than his previous life. In his previous life, When Ian was 14 years old, and when the academy started calling him a genius, he came to meet Ian. So 2 years earlier than before.

"Let me introduce myself. I am the 5th prince of the mighty Emperor, Ragnar Greenriver.”

The worrying moment finally came.

Ian used to worry about this moment.

What should I say to Ragnar?

Can I hide my killing intent?

"I'd like to serve food to our hero, do you have time?"

However, Ian's body reacted in an unexpected way.

He became calmer than usual, rather than his heart pounding.

Ian could clearly see Ragnar's white face.

The offer sounded dry to Ian.

It was not the killing intent that Ian had to hide.

He had to refrain from laughing.

"He's like a child."

30 Years later, Ragnar Greenriver will become the mighty and cold-blooded Emperor.

However, look at his current appearance.

He was just a young prince who had to hide his ambitions.

A boy who doesn't have much power, but wants to.

A boy who lives his daily life by withholding his desire to rule.

"How small."

That's all Ian thought.

Not angry, not anxious, nor love and hate.

The weak 5th prince.

A boy, whose life Ian could destroy at any time.

Now Ian had finally deduced his method of revenge.

"No, thank you. I already have a schedule.”

Ian rejected Ragnar's offer without hesitation.

Still, Ragnar smiled.

“I don't mind eating with you later. So when are you going to...."

"I'm sorry, not in the future either."

Now, Ragnar's face lost its smile for a moment.

He quickly reset his facial emotions.

"May I ask you why?"

"Too busy. I'm." I'm."

Although he was the 5th prince, he was one of the royal members.

If others reacted so, it was an unforgivable arrogance.

"Busy ..... many?"

"Yes. There's a lot to do."

Ian is Archmage.

Moreover, the Archmage was favored by the Emperor and the Crown Prince.

Although Ragnar was a prince, he could not punish him.

“........... I guess I wasted your time on nothing.”

“Yes, you did it. Excuse me then.”

After a short bow, Ian passed Ragnar.

His body guards grumbled, and Ragnar watched Ian's back.

Although Ian could feel everything, Ian did not care about it.

"This time, I'll be on your very opposite side."

In his previous life, Ian was an ally of Ragnar.

The strongest and closest ally.

But this life will be different.

Ian decided to oppose it.

'You won't be able to continue a single step.'

All Ragnar's plans.

Whenever Ragnar failed, he would hear the name, Ian Page.

Eventually, he would curse Ian and fall.

'Until he desperately wants to erase my existence in this world.'

But Ian will be the one Ragnar can't beat.

'The ultimate crime' for Ragnar.

'For you only.'

After Ian passed Ragnar and his bodyguard, Ian cleared his mind.

Ian started to collect his mana.

The first formula Michell's cloak whispered to Ian.

Ian wants to see what happens.

'Fly.'

Originally, fly was an inefficient spell.

Short duration, very slow flight speed.

The robe whispered such a formula.

Wh why?

*Closed!*

When he activated the formula,

The robe was packing violently.

There is no wind blowing.

'Can it be real?'

A normal flying spell should have made Ian fly at a slow speed.

And that's standard theory.

*Whirrr – !*

And that theory just broke down.

Ian shot up into the sky quickly.

"More than I could have imagined."

Artifacts he could not see.

The power of Michell Greenriver's robe.

Although he only tasted a portion, his heart started beating.

'There must be more artifacts like this.'

He did not just confine the territory to the empire.

In the whole world, there must be.

Unknown creator, unknown creation to date.

Legendary artifacts must be somewhere.

'No more previous lives.'

In his previous life, Ian was infatuated with magic, and he was satisfied with what Ragnar had given him.

However, the situation has changed. If he wants to, and decides,

"I can find him."

And he can have it.

Artifacts that have similar strength to the robe of Michell Greenriver,

Or maybe even stronger.

'I can become stronger than ever in my previous life.'

In magical power, but also in political power.

It will take time, but it is possible.

'But.'

On the other hand, he had a question.

Does he need such incredible strength?

To survive in this life? For revenge?

As long as Ian thought of this thought without an answer,

his body had arrived at the mansion.

Through the window, he could see familiar faces.

Mother who had died early enough in her previous life.

Ledio who was supposed to be killed by the raids.

Douglas was supposed to be Ian's vital enemy.

'Nobody is waiting for me in my old life.'

There was no one waiting for Ian, and Ian didn't have to protect either.

But this time it was different.

There were some people waiting for him.

Besides, there were some people he had to protect.

'The power to protect.'

A power that could save its people under any circumstances

Although the world began to collapse, or unimaginably powerful enemies appeared.

'Never be enough for such power.'

That's Ian's conclusion.

The more power he produced, the safer his people would be.

'I will be stronger, until my body can not survive, to the maximum.'

A decision that was even more determined than he usually had after he replayed time.

Since then, 5 years have passed