Return of the Class 8 Mage
64. full-fledged war (3)
The tower lord anticipated Ian's visit. The main reason is because the marginal scrutiny linking him to Marco has been unleashed. Within the empire, Ian was the only great magician, who could break through black magic.
“How is your disposition, My Lord?”
“Did he come alone?”
“Ya sir. At least, there was no one nearby. ”
“Then, suggest him to wait a while.”
Although the tower lord had already confirmed that Ian was alone through detection magic, he deliberately asked the guards. Then he opened a portal in the study room next to the bedroom.
‘You've finally come. Page Ian.’
It was not a mistake to keep Marco active near Ian. Instead, it was a plan set. It can be called ‘strategy half inducements’, to call it. He wants Ian to be aware of Marco's transformation and wait for him to visit of his own accord. If he came with many others, the ruler of the tower would hide his medium, but since he came alone, there was no need.
“He must be full of confidence.”
Ian is a 6th class grand magician. There are always many possibilities that the table can be turned over even after the preparation of full proof. To increase the chances of winning, it was necessary to shake up Ian's 17-year-old ability to discern.
“For thought dropped me.”
With his unique abilities and keen attention, he had broken through the scheme of the tower lord. Then save all the victims after defeating the tower lord, who has fallen into black magic. What's that great story? He will be touted as an epic hero not only by shamans, but also by citizens for generations to come.
‘Although it won't be a heroic epic story straight away.’
The dungeon, outside the portal, is not just a special place to study black magic and confine humans to fuel. Outside the steel cage was another space, which was much wider than expected. In fact, the space was many times larger than the space where the steel cage was erected.
“Light.”
Countless treasure chests and storage boxes.
Endless artifact show.
More than flowing luxury.
Exactly right. That Dungeon is really ‘warehouse’. It was a secret warehouse, where the tower lord hid the artifacts, magic items, and precious items he had secretly collected.
“Some of them will no longer be useful after today.”
The tower lord muttered as he gathered some artifacts and magical equipment from the display as if a general heading to the battlefield was wearing a suit of armor and robes. Of course, he was not an easy opponent, so preparation was a must.
‘This is worth the investment in consideration of training a class 6.’ dog
Also, he had taken out the entire storage box and moved it closer to the steel cage. The box was filled with an unknown purple gem.
‘Stone Soul.’
‘Stone Soul.’
The name of the purple gem is soul stone, which is used to hold human spirits which is an important ‘material’ for ‘high level black magic’. Then into the storage box, filled with gemstones, the tower lord had planted his staff. Surrounded by steel cages, the staff stood upright in front of them.
“Gathering.”
The staff began to react after the tower master's single order. Not only did it absorb the life force of many humans from within the steel cage and mana, it even gathered a grayish-white mist from the pile of soul stones. There was a silent scream, which undoubtedly, came from the spirit that was confined in the soul stone.
“Build.”
Immediately after the second order, everything started to turn black. The life force of red, green mana, as well as the grayish-white spirit, were all newly reborn as sources to be used for black magic.
“Stopping.”
Then with the blackish blue gemstone located at the beginning of the mouth of the stick as the starting point, the black energy had gathered tightly. It was as if it was fully charged and ready to summon a black magic spell at any time.
“Hm.”
An incredible amount of soul stones had been consumed. He even borrowed the power of an artifact. At this level, even a grade-6 mage could not fight easily. Nodding his head as if satisfied, the tower master left the portal open and as he returned to the bedroom through the reading room, he spoke to the prepared servant.
“Law guests login.”
Some time has passed. Ian had entered the room after waiting for a while outside the residence. The tower lord was not very friendly. He just sat in his chair, chanting figuratively while enjoying the tea his servant brought.
“You brought yourself today.”
“It is appropriate to visit when the oldest of the elders of the Ivory Tower is ill at home. Please do your quick recovery. ”
“Thank you for the words. Here, sit. The tea is amazing.”
With that, Ian sat facing the tower master. Soon, a gloomy silence ruled over them. Both Ian and the tower master simply sipped their tea, without saying anything.
“Marco is not feeling well.”
It was Ian, who had broken the silence.
There is a lot of respect on his part.
“Oh, I am worried whether he is under the influence of the disease I am suffering from.”
“I have checked it and it does not seem so.”
“That's a relief. He's a very diligent boy.”
“Iya. That's why I'm in his place, giving you a daily briefing. Also pay for health visits. Is this uncomfortable for you, sir? ”
“Haha, how can it be? On the contrary, I am very grateful for receiving a health visit from the 6.” grade grand magician
As a bit of a detailed conversation was being shared, Ian quietly scanned the surroundings. Primarily, he scanned every corner with a bookshelf. He could not find the book that Marco described. Maybe it was hidden somewhere else.
“Are you looking for something?”
“Are you looking for something?”
“Ah, actually, I've heard an interesting story.”
“Interesting news?”
“It was something Marco told me.”
“Then please share with this old man. I was very bored, locked up in this house for almost a month.”
“I will. Actually, according to him, there is a gate, somewhere in your house, My Lord, that brings someone to a secret location.”
Ian spoke while sipping his tea once.
From that behavior, the tower lord could draw a definite conclusion.
“He is not a replica.”
Replicas are fabrications without any real form.
How can it consume any food substance?
Now more relaxed, the tower lord asked a question in response.
“Confidential location? What place do you mean?”
“Well possible, it could be a nest or a food storage room. Or secret research lab.”
“The desire for secret research laboratories will come naturally to witches. If it were not for the rule that research should be conducted in the Ivory Tower as much as possible, I would also be happy to have it in my residence. ”
“Do you not have it yet? Research lab.”
In response to the words of Ian, the shooter was straight.
“You're more naughty than I thought.”
The tower lord also did not try to give the wrong impression.
“Well, as long as we talk about it, do you want to tour?”
“Is that possible?”
“Is there anything that will ban it?”
“Not at all, but black magic.”
Ian stopped talking for a moment.
The eyes of the two men met and were entangled in the air.
“What's the reason for suddenly raising the topic of black magic?”
“You know it very well?”
“I'm not sure what you mean. Are you implying that I was stirring up black magic in a research lab by chance? ”
“That could be a possibility.”
“It's inappropriate. I admit to the research lab. It is also true that there is a special door. It was through the power of an artifact that I obtained by chance. But black magic! Not even worth mentioning at all. I have absolutely no idea what nonsense Marco.” is talking about
At the very least, the tower lord strongly denied the idea of black magic.
His goal was to lure Ian into and out of the portal, after which he would carve ‘mantra control’ into Ian's spirit using the prepared black magic.
“Is so.”
“Of course so. Do you want to verify it? ”
“If you want to give that permission, I want to do it.”
“Come wake. I'll show you at once. As the ruler of the tower, I reject the idea and I am not happy to be accused of practicing black magic.”
The tower lord stood up with a strong determination. Ian also followed behind him to the nest. The door connecting the bedroom and the workspace was open and the bluish portal that had already been made went into his direct view.
The tower lord stood up with a strong determination. Ian also followed behind him to the nest. The door connecting the bedroom and the workspace was open and the bluish portal that had already been made went into his direct view.
“It was his gate.”
“The color is not pleasant.”
“I also thought so, originally.”
As if to show that it was safe, the tower master quickly stuffed his feet into and outside the portal. It was a situation as described by Marco with regards to the entire portal, spewing out a unique book. Even Ian had never seen such artifacts before.
“Log.”
Only darkness lies outside the portal. However, Ian did not use the light spell prematurely. Instead, he secured the visuals with a magic far higher than even the tower lord could imagine.
“Night Vision.”
Ian's eyes flashed green and the darkness became familiar to him. Instead, more than just gaining familiarity, the visuals become different. The darkness no longer blocked Ian's vision.
“This is more serious than I thought.”
The place that was considered a dungeon outside the portal. He had heard about the place, but after seeing it in person, he was very confused. It was unexpected that it was real to see the witches and citizens locked up for use as fuel.
‘Such people remain as great tower rulers in previous lives.’
The name, Herbert Leon, forever remains as one of the greatest tower lords in the history of the Ivory Tower. It was then that made him feel, down to the bone, the other side of the historical chaos.
“Ian, do you know by chance?”
The sound of the tower lord coming from the darkness trembled. The reason for shaking back then was certainly because of ‘joy’ and ‘anticipation’.
“I, at one time, also wanted to be a hero. A witch, who protects the empire and saves its citizens in despair, is alone.
The tower lord spoke as he slowly walked towards the straight-mounted stick earlier. Although, he was very close to the staff, he did not specifically try to improve it. He just stared blankly.
“For so many years, he realized one thing. Just reckless behavior will not bring about change. There are powers out there that will make me a hero.”
With a single movement of his hand, the dark energy hovering above the staff began to separate like snakes as they moved in a sinister manner.
“My single decision has the power to drive many talents. Through it came true power that could guarantee the welfare of the empire and its citizens. ”
Finally, the movement of the tower master's hand pointed towards Ian.
Dark energy also targeted Ian's body.
“People refer to that energy as power.”
Dark energy spread out and quickly wrapped around every part of Ian's body as if it was the inescapable presence of nobles. It wraps around its arms, legs, head, neck, and body as well as the tips of its legs. It was as if black ink was being thrown all over his body.
“Ahhhh...!”.
“Ahhhh...!”.
Even for Ian, he couldn't help, but groan in pain. Black magic mixed with mana and sufficient life force, along with soul stones and many artifacts had shaken all of Ian indiscriminately. If it was an ordinary person, it would not stop with a groan.
“Light.”
Finally the ruler of the tower had enlightened the space with a light spell. He approached Ian with a haughty walk. The continuity is one that is full of the highest satisfaction.
“Be a part of that power for me. So, the empire could be protected in its entirety. People can also be saved in their entirety. The young, like you, the old, like me, in the end all want a hero, don't you think?”
More and more, black magic was absorbed into Ian's body. The eyes darken and the white color returns. As was the case for Marco, Ian had fallen to the ground as he slowly recovered his consciousness.
“Here, rise.”
Ian's response to the tower's ruler's orders was immediate.
He immediately got up and looked at the tower master.
“Hahahaha....!”.
The tower lord laughed out loud.
It was filled with twisted ecstasy.
After all, she was a 6th class grand mage.
The first 6th-grade witch in the history of mankind, it.
Such an existence had fallen into a puppet.
Not as anyone's puppet, but Herbert's own puppet.
“It's very easy. It's nothing!”
His old face twitched, at this moment, like a demon. Perhaps, that is the true nature of ‘Herbert Leon’, ruler of the Ivory Tower.
“Jawab I'm there. Who am I?”
It was the same question that was posed to Marco.
“You are Duke Herbert Leon, ruler of the imperial Ivory Tower.”
And even the answer is the same.
At least until now it's like that.
“Dan.”
However, wayang, ‘Ian Page’, has added one more answer after that. Is it because the scope of his thinking is bigger?
“You're crazy.”
“What? What you just ...”
“I said, you are crazy.”
It was even before the tower lord finished his question in his response. Is that all? That was even before he changed his continent. It was much earlier than for him to truly understand what was going on.
the piece!
A dull voice had resounded loudly. Ian's choice of action was not magic. It was just one powerful punch with Ian's fist, firmly hitting the old and ugly face of the tower lord.
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“Aak!”
After falling flat on his back, the tower master held onto his shattered nose. Trained with the help of mana, his fist produced a punch that was much stronger than an ordinary hammer. His mind went beyond numbness and almost fainted.
“Huh! Whoo….!Hugh's! Whoa..!”
With mana energy, the tower lord quickly recovered from his injuries and senses. He looked into Ian's eyes in shock. The ecstasy that filled his face had long since disappeared.
“Hah, how, how ...?”