Chapter 79
The Arkaria Continent is filled with countless legends.
Among them, the most famous are, of course, the countless achievements of the First Emperor who founded the Crescent Empire.
What the First Emperor accomplished, the treasures he left behind, and the monsters he defeated—such tales are numerous.
Of course, there are also many other legendary stories.
And I have always been quite fond of such “legends.”
Aren’t they romantic and fascinating?
Through research, I found that about 95 out of 100 legends were false. Still, the remaining five were genuine.
Among those numerous legends, there were a few stories that piqued my particular interest.
A sword that absorbed the blood of a dragon.
A mask that perfectly conceals one’s identity.
Gloves that nullify all magic.
“Keuh…!”
Wooong—
“Oh. That’s impressive.”
Randgar Bayel, who had been grabbed by the neck, let out a groan of pain but managed to escape my grip.
I was genuinely impressed.
I knew very well how much concentration it took to cast magic.
And yet, he had cast magic while being strangled.
Watching Randgar cough repeatedly while stroking his neck after blinking a short distance back, I muttered to myself.
Even when I cast magic without any interference, I barely succeeded.
Regardless of the spell.
“Keuk… How…?”
Wooong—
Thinking to myself, “Would I tell you that?” I teleported directly in front of Randgar.
Once again, as I suddenly appeared before him, Randgar flinched and stumbled backward.
For a mage, his reflexes weren’t bad.
Fwooong—
“Woah!”
Stumbling backward, Randgar lost his balance due to the sudden gust of wind I conjured.
Unlike mages like Randgar, who calculate spells in their heads, I just needed to think to use them.
Such is the power of a skill.
As I summoned a strong gust behind Randgar, he was pushed forward.
The moment I reached for Randgar’s neck again—
Swiish!
The same black mana tentacles flew toward me.
This time, I didn’t dodge the attack.
Instead, I extended my gloved hand.
Crackle—
‘This works.’
The attack that couldn’t be parried with the Black Shadow Blade could be neutralized with these gloves.
A pair of legendary gloves with properties that nullify magic.
The black mana striking the gloves fizzled out, dissipating with a crackling sound.
While I couldn’t grab Randgar’s neck as a result—
“That… That’s impossible…!”
“Hm.”
Randgar continued to stare at me with a look of disbelief.
Black mana still swirled around Randgar, but anyone could see the panic on his face.
Randgar must have realized instinctively.
That he was at a severe disadvantage.
“You’re good at running away.”
“You insolent—!”
Swiish!
Contrary to expectations, Randgar was easily provoked.
Even with this slight taunt, Randgar flared up and unleashed a surge of mana.
Dozens of mana tentacles came flying toward me again, but I wasn’t concerned at all.
Now that I knew how to handle them, there was no need to panic.
Crackle, crackle, crackle—
With crackling sounds, the mana tentacles rebounded as they touched my gloved fists.
In fact, punching them seemed far easier than using the Black Shadow Blade to deal with them.
Wooong—
Being able to counterattack rather than just evade gave me much more room to maneuver.
I even had the opportunity to teleport directly in front of Randgar.
Thud—
“Ugh!!”
The solid impact of my fist was undeniable.
Randgar collapsed, folding over at the waist as he knelt.
Wooong—
“Wow.”
Even in such a state, Randgar managed to use Blink to put some distance between us.
I had to give credit where it was due. As expected of Crescent Academy’s Vice Principal.
Crackle, crackle—
After neatly deflecting the remaining mana tentacles from behind, I slowly walked toward Randgar.
Clutching his stomach, Randgar’s face was twisted in pain.
It had probably been a long time since he had been hit so hard.
A long time since he had felt such pain.
“What were you doing here?”
“Keuk… That’s what I want to ask you.”
“Hm. Not beaten enough, I see.”
“What do you mean by—!”
Thud—
“Haaaah!”
This time, it wasn’t a light jab like before.
Stepping forward, I delivered a strong, deliberate punch with weight behind it.
My fist bypassed Randgar’s barrier and struck him squarely in the stomach.
The force of the impact resonated deeply through my hand.
Randgar flew backward, utterly powerless.
Thud—
“Keuh… Huff… Huff!”
After being sent flying for quite a distance, Randgar hit a tree and collapsed.
The white robe he had been wearing had slipped off and lay nearby.
“People usually talk when you hit them.”
“Ugh… Keuk…”
I walked slowly toward Randgar.
Deliberately taking my time.
It’s scarier that way.
“D… Damn it.”
Randgar muttered to himself as he reached into his robes.
I expected him to try something again.
‘Huh?’
Randgar pulled something out with trembling hands and brought it to his mouth.
This scene felt oddly familiar.
Gulp—
Randgar’s throat moved as he swallowed whatever it was.
Just like when Kane Hover had swallowed a potion during our fight.
‘Ah, so that drug did originate from here.’
The moment I saw Randgar swallow it, I was convinced.
“That’s the same suspicious drug I gave to Kane and Cynthia.”
“This works even better.”
Now I can uncover the identity of the people who manufactured the drug and distributed it to the students.
“Keuh…”
I wasn’t sure if Randgar Bayel had heard me, but he let out a furious groan. Soon after, Randgar stood up, exuding black mana on an entirely different level than before.
‘Looks like I’ll need to focus more.’
***
“…Emily.”
“…Yes?”
“We’ll talk in more detail later.”
“…What?”
Whoosh—
Yuria Prisis, who had been embracing Emily, pushed her back as soon as she finished speaking.
As Emily stumbled back in confusion, something flew between the two of them.
Crash!
“Ahh!”
As Emily fell back onto her rear, Yuria stepped in front of her and began drawing mana.
A chilling frost filled the air around Yuria, as if it could freeze the atmosphere itself.
“A-Aunt?”
Emily could only stare blankly at Yuria’s back, unable to even think about getting up.
The sight of her aunt in a dress from behind.
Emily was briefly flooded with memories she hadn’t revisited in years.
Or rather, she tried to be.
“Hehe. You’re quick to notice.”
“…You finally show yourself.”
“To think I’d meet Yuria Prisis like this.”
Emily was startled by the sudden sound of a man’s voice.
There had been no sign of anyone nearby, yet the voice sounded as though it was coming from right beside her.
Emily quickly stood up and clung to Yuria’s back.
Only then did she see him. A figure in a white robe stood before Yuria.
“What did you do to my wyvern?”
“Huh? What are you talking about?”
“Don’t play dumb. There’s no one else here who could deal with the Undead Wyvern but you.”
“…Ah.”
Yuria smiled as if she had realized something, her expression provoking further irritation from the unknown man.
“…Just die already.”
“You’re quite direct, aren’t you?”
Swoosh—
A black projectile flew quickly from the man’s hand.
Instinctively, Emily hid her face behind Yuria’s back as she watched the scene unfold from behind.
She felt secure.
It had been so long since she felt this kind of assurance. The kind of assurance that made her believe no matter what happened, she would be protected.
Crunch!
“You’re openly using black magic now? Did your organization decide to abandon all pretense and go all out?”
“…”
Just as expected. As Yuria moved her hand, a massive ice wall appeared in front of her, freezing the projectile mid-flight.
“Damn it.”
The man muttered under his breath and waved his hand angrily in the air.
“You won’t…!”
Crunch, crunch—
Before he could finish, Yuria made her move.
As she extended her hand toward the man, frost quickly spread along her trajectory. It took less than a second for the freezing aura to reach the man.
Leap!
The man in the white robe quickly leaped to the side, but he still couldn’t completely avoid Yuria’s magic. Part of his robe caught in the frost, freezing solid.
Rip—Flap—
“Heh. Quick thinking. If you’d stayed put, you could have been frozen solid.”
“Damn it.”
The man hastily tore off the frozen section of his robe. This revealed his face.
“I’ll make sure you remember that face. After all, there’s a witness here.”
Yuria extended her hand back and took hold of Emily’s.
A man with long hair and bangs that almost covered his eyes glared at Yuria with a face full of anger.
“Well, it doesn’t matter. You’ll be caught by me today. Judging by your open use of black magic, you’re not some low-level grunt.”
“Hmph.”
This time, the man moved faster than Yuria. Before she could extend her hand, he leaped into the air.
Whoosh—
As he soared, he scattered mana toward the ground. It was a spell outside the range Yuria could block.
“Do you think you’ll easily capture Nigel?”
“Well, thanks for introducing yourself, Nigel.”
“That crazy woman.”
Nigel’s voice was full of rage, but Yuria only laughed.
Crash!
“Hmm?”
However, Yuria’s smile faded when something rose from the ground. No, not something—many things.
“A-Aunt! Undead are…!”
From beneath the ground, undead began to claw their way out.
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