A Talentless Mage Devours a Disaster-Class Future - Chapter 29

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Chapter 29

Cassius finally retreated to the far edge of the Measurement Room at Aion’s insistence.
Now he stood at the same position as Darren and Vera.

He watched Aion with his arms crossed, a slight furrow between his brows.

“This should be sufficient, shouldn’t it?”

Aion nodded lightly, then fixed his gaze forward once more.

“I hope the empty cart won’t rattle too loudly. Of course, I’m rooting for you—do show me what you’re capable of.”

It was impossible to tell which parts of what he’d said were true and which were merely theater.

But one thing was certain: Cassius held no particular expectations for his Kingdom.
If anything, he seemed already braced for disappointment, as if he’d made his peace with it long ago.

Aion kept his eyes fixed on the target before him and slowly opened his right hand.

“Hah…”

The memory surfaced: the first time he’d cast Meltdown.
The Impact Absorption Panels had been severely damaged, and the veins in the arm he’d used for the spell remained an angry crimson for more than a day afterward.

The price of unleashing Meltdown at full force without understanding the cost.

【Flame: Aion. You remember last time, don’t you?】
【Earth: If you don’t, you’re a monkey. You were groaning in your sleep about it just days ago.】
【Water Flow: Do not forget—restraint has its own subtlety. If you turned the Measurement Room into rubble like last time, you won’t set foot in the Arcane Hall again for the foreseeable future.】

Flame’s Extreme Point paused, as if searching for words, then added:

【Flame: It won’t be easy. You’ll be afraid. There’s no need to be flashy. You don’t have to destroy everything. You understand what I’m saying, don’t you?】

He was clearly concerned for Aion.

【Flame: Don’t show off with your magic. This time, try to exercise restraint.】

Aion listened to the rest of those words, drew one steady breath, and began to walk slowly forward.

‘Restraint? Is that what you’re asking?’

Restraint.

He’d poured all his strength into learning and wielding magic.

Without that desperation, without that hunger, a talentless boy would never have stood here in the first place.
He might have spent his whole life casting magic in that same frantic, hunted state.

If not for the Extreme Points.

They were the ones who’d shown him the next step forward.

But Aion still questioned the necessity of what they asked.

But it is not the child who fears falling most—it is the parent.
And it is not the student who best understands what needs to be learned, but the teacher.

Aion trusted the Extreme Points.
He did not believe himself wrong.
On the matter of magic, he believed they were right.

He simply followed that clear signpost.

“Hah…”

What should he do? How?

His thoughts deepened before the target.

Behind him, Cassius spoke in an anxious tone.

“Surely you can still use magic, can’t you? Aion?”
“…….”

Aion ignored him and quietly drew mana together.

【Earth: The point is naturalness. You don’t need distribution of mana or measurement at all. Concentrate on such things and nine times out of ten you’ll become a third-rate mage.】
【Flame: But to explain it by feeling alone…】
【Earth: Yet this strange one accepts that feeling quite well! Aion, listen!】

Earth’s voice as an Extreme Point rang out loud enough to drown the others.

【Earth: Don’t overthink using magic. It comes down to mana. You know best how much mana flows within your body and how it moves.】

She had grasped precisely the difficulty he was experiencing.

【Earth: In any case, the Extreme Formula isn’t your magic. It’s ours, and brother and formula are identical. You haven’t learned that principle or logic. Do one thing at a time. I’m not telling you to awaken to that. Do you sense where I’m going with this?】

Aion, who had paused, lifted his head.

【Earth: The Extreme Formula will activate on its own. But even if that magic isn’t yours, the mana the Extreme Formula requires belongs entirely to you. What you must control isn’t the magic—it’s that mana!】

“……!”

Her words struck through his mind like lightning.

Until now, he had not known.
But he was coming to understand.

……He thought he understood.

Step—
Step—

He walked forward slowly.

“Ah! Finally decided to move, have you? I nearly dozed off!”
“Cas… Cassius….”
“With our Kingdom teetering on the brink of absolute crisis, if even you falter like this, the Kingdom shall surely crumble. Alas… knight of a falling realm, do find your courage.”

His measured pace grew lighter, his stride longer.

Whoooosh—

The moment Aion resolved to cast the Extreme Formula, Mana surged out as if to escape.

‘I have to stop it—!’

…No. Perhaps not.
The Mana belonged to him.

The master never rushed.
No matter how fiercely the spell clawed and snarled, it was the master who held the treat in his hand.

‘Slowly. No hurry.’

The flow of Mana slowed, degree by degree.

‘That’s right… slowly.’

He taught the spell patience.
That master, in turn, learned control.

Mana converging in his right arm.

Not enough!
It’s not enough!

The Extreme Formula seemed to cry out.

But Aion simply gazed down at his right arm, his expression serene.

‘…This far.’

Slip—

The Mana flowing to his right arm severed.
Yet it was not an unnatural break.

Not every great river reaches the sea.
Some tributaries disperse and fade, or pool into small lakes.

Mana gathered in his right hand—a pond unto itself.

Whoosh—

The Extreme Formula adapted at once.
It declared that even with so meager an amount of Mana, it could manifest itself.

This clever spell grasped its own potential immediately.

Crack—!

Aion kicked off the ground and surged toward the target.

“…So fast!”

In that moment, as Vera’s Bear Construct marveled at Aion’s movement—not magic, but raw speed—

……

Meltdown.

Crash!

The moment Aion’s fist connected with the target, it melted away instantly.

No—not just the target, but everything within a five-meter radius liquefied in unison.

Hisssss!

As the surroundings melted, the Impact Absorption Panels immediately triggered their regeneration spell, struggling to restore the area.
But with the ground continuing to melt beneath them, they couldn’t seem to recover their original form.

Weaker than last time.
Yet the destructive force was overwhelming.

And one thing that mattered most.

“Haa… haa….”

Aion did not fall.

He stood rooted to the spot, gazing down at the devastation he’d wrought.

“F-f-f-f-fire everywhere!”
“Settle down, Darren. The way you’re shouting, anyone would think the entire Arcane Hall burned to cinders.”
“B-b-b-but….”
“The panels are slow, but they’ve begun the restoration work. Let me see—the magical impact reading is….”

In that instant, Vera’s expression shifted to something grave—not the Bear Construct’s face, but her own.

“5…5000 Arc? That can’t… 5300… 5400? And it keeps rising!?”
“If it b-b-breaks five thousand… that’s inc-c-credible!”

Between the two Kingdom soldiers marveling aloud, Cassius pushed through.

“Cough… Aion!”

His vision obscured by smoke, he cast a spell.

Whoosh!

Breeze.

Ssshhhhh….

The wind magic swept away the billowing smoke, revealing Aion’s form.

“Remarkable! Absolutely remarkable! The heavens have answered this king’s prayer! With power like that, you must have crossed into the Second Tier long ago! Why have you hidden yourself all this time?”

Aion saw that Cassius was about to leap to a grand conclusion, so he corrected him.

“I’m still First Tier.”
“……What?”
“I remain in the First Tier.”

Vera’s Bear Construct and Darren gasped in shock.

“That’s impossible… First Tier mages can’t do this!”
“I th-th-th-thought that was T-T-T-Third Tier magic!”

Cassius tilted his head, his expression grave.

“…So you’re telling me you’re Tier 1? This magic was cast by some small-fry Tier 1 mage?”
“……”
“Haha… if it’s not a mistake, it’s all the more impressive, really. For a Tier 1 mage to manage such power… and here of all places, in Exion….”

Tap.

After muttering to himself for a while, he draped one arm over Aion’s shoulder and spoke.

“Well then. Now you’re the Kingdom’s hope.”

Psst.

He glanced sideways at the other two before leaning close and whispering to Aion.

“Unlike Rook’s defence, which is hopeless, at least Knight here finally has some offensive power.”

The moment his whisper ended, another of Vera’s Bear Constructs suddenly burst from the smoke.

“Cassius. We’re listening.”
“Ahhhhh! Wait, when did you—!”
“Y-y-y-y-you’re s-s-so mean…. Calling us l-l-l-l-like that….”
“Hmm… well, that’s just how it is for now.”

Crackle.

Vera’s Bear Construct swelled to about three metres tall, looming over Cassius.

Cute enough to be terrifying.

“……which is precisely why I was just about to say the future looks promising.”

Vera’s Bear Construct, arms crossed at her hips as she glared at him, finally turned her gaze toward Aion.

“Aion, is that magic Original Magic?”
“…Original Magic?”
“Magic you created yourself, not formulas verified through texts or records. That’s what I’m asking.”

Aion found himself answering reflexively.

“…Why do you ask?”
“I’ve never heard of a Tier 1 mage wielding magic capable of this much destructive power. I’ve actually never seen it before.”
“Vera, what about you?”
“Me? I’m Tier 2. Actually, most new students at Exion are probably Tier 2 already. Most people who fall below that don’t pass the entrance exam.”
“M-m-m-m-me t-t-t-t-too….”

Aion found himself confronting the reality once more: in this enormous organization called Exion, he alone was a Tier 1 mage—the lowest rung.

‘Could it be… that I’m the only Tier 1 among all the new students?’

A premonition flickered through him—that perhaps this suspicion was true.

‘But… what should I say?’

He waited briefly for Flame’s response.
After all, Flame was the Extreme Point of Meltdown’s origin.

【Flame: …There’s no harm in admitting it. It would only be a matter of time before it came to light anyway.】

Yet even as he said this, a warning lingered in his words.

【Flame: However, since it’s not a magic you’re directly understanding and wielding by principle, you’ll need to conduct yourself with caution.】

Permission granted meant there was no need for hesitation.

“…It’s Original Magic.”

Both of them fell silent, mouths falling open.

“As I thought…! A Tier 1 mage with this kind of destructive power… I’ve never seen anything like it.”
“P-p-please, F-Flame magic… w-w-would you p-pass that on to me t-too?”

Aion immediately grasped what Flame had meant by warning him to conduct himself with caution.

【Flame: Original Magic is attractive by its very existence alone. It’s difficult for others to counter, and it’s regarded as the hallmark of a mage.】

Aion shook his head slightly and answered Darren.

“R-r-right? Original Magic i-is….”
“Yeah, Darren. You were never a fire mage like Aion in the first place.”
“Th-th-that’s true, but….”

Concerned that false rumors would spread again, Aion set the record straight.

“I’m not a fire mage.”
“……What?”
“I thought there was a misunderstanding. I’m not a fire mage.”

Darren’s face drained of color, and Vera too stood speechless.

“Th-th-that is… wait, I’m not even Darren and now I’m stammering too. But logically speaking, how can a Tier 1 mage wield magic that isn’t even his specialty with this much destructive force?”
“Th-th-that’s r-right… A-A-Aion, s-s-something’s wrong h-here….”

It was then that Cassius posed a question to Aion.

“Aion, if my memory serves me correctly, didn’t you say last time that you had one more offensive magic you could deploy?”
“Yeah, I have one more.”

He nodded with evident satisfaction.

“I’d like to see that one as well while we’re at it. Just in case, you understand.”
“…Sure.”

Aion drew the Iron Sphere that lay to one side toward him with Telekinesis.

“Your Telekinesis skill is impressive. Judging purely by your proficiency with it, I’d say you surpass even me.”

Leaving Cassius’s admiring words in his wake, Aion propelled the Iron Sphere toward the target.

In that instant,

Screeeech—

Crack!

The target’s head, now fully repaired, shattered under the impact of the Iron Sphere.

“…….”
“……?”

Cassius approached Aion and grasped his shoulders in both hands, speaking.

“You are not merely the Kingdom’s hope.”

Tears seemed ready to spill from his eyes.

“You are the Kingdom’s salvation. Perhaps… perhaps…”

Fugitives of a fallen Kingdom.

The king and his two weary guards, and a lone knight remaining.

“This Bosco Battle… we might actually win it.”

Cassius’s gaze fixed upon Aion.

The Talentless Mage Devours a Catastrophic Future | Chapter 29

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Wang Modzi
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