A Talentless Mage Devours a Disaster-Class Future - Chapter 65
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Chapter 65
The mana storm had passed, yet Excion seemed to remain caught in its very eye.
This tumultuous week, in which startling events erupted in succession, had delivered a tremendous shock and confusion to Excion’s leadership and the mage society at large.
But for Aion, who had stood at the center of that tempest, what arrived was only silence.
“Sigh…”
The pale green healing mana that had wrapped around Aion’s left arm gradually scattered and faded.
The healing mage who had finished the treatment wiped the sweat from her brow, then turned to Aion—who sat leaning slightly against the bed—and opened her mouth with a stern voice.
“Aion. The human body is not something to be treated carelessly.”
Aion gazed down at his left arm, upon which the bones had been reset.
“The human body wears down the more it is used. No matter how much you mend broken bones with magic or stitch torn flesh, it does not return to its original state.”
“…I will remember.”
“Healing Magic itself places invisible strain upon the body each time it is used. Should such recklessness occur again, you will carry grave aftereffects for the rest of your life.”
Creak—
After the healing mage had finished her stern admonishment and departed the ward,
the door closed with a soft click.
In that same instant, as if on cue, a disgruntled metallic voice burst forth inside his mind.
【Hwayeom: What? Hmph… If this fool had spared his body even a little, all of Excion would have exploded wholesale!】
【Daeji: Exactly. Tsk… What does she know, spouting nonsense like that? Ignorant fool.】
As Hwayeom and Daeji’s Extreme Points took turns gossiping behind the healer’s back, Saengmyeong’s Extreme Point intervened with a reasoning tone.
【Saengmyeong: Why are you both so on edge? She’s only saying what any healing mage should rightfully say to their patient.】
【Daeji: Oh, really? So you’re taking sides because you’re the same type of mage, is that it?】
【Hwayeom: They’re absolutely thick as thieves, I tell you. I saw it coming long ago.】
Suryu’s Extreme Point, who had been listening quietly to the two old mages’ obstinacy, delivered a cool remark.
【Suryu: …But to anyone watching, the real thick-as-thieves pair appears to be you two.】
【Daeji: Wh—what did you say!?】
Under normal circumstances, he would have smiled quietly to himself at the Extreme Points’ cheerful banter, or at least offered a brief retort.
But Aion kept his gaze fixed upon his bandaged arm, his face uncharacteristically dark, his lips pressed firmly shut.
Though the incident had concluded without incident, not a trace of accomplishment or relief could be found upon his features.
【Hwayeom: Hmm…】
【Noejeon: Hehehehe! It’s dark! So very dark!】
The Extreme Points, sensing the subtle weight that had settled over the atmosphere, fell silent one by one and began to observe Aion closely.
Silence descended upon the hospital room.
Aion slowly lifted his head, his gaze fixed upon empty space, and opened his mouth with heavy deliberation.
“Eclipse… what is that?”
Eclipse.
A name that had spilled from Luana’s lips in a hollow, vacant voice, as though all meaning had drained away.
The moment that name was spoken, the air in her mind froze solid.
Hwayeom’s Extreme Point especially gasped sharply, recoiling as though she’d heard a forbidden word.
【Hwayeom: H-huh… that name…】
But Hwayeom couldn’t answer immediately.
The iron law binding the Extreme Points held her back.
Information could only be revealed during the Manifestation stage — this was an inviolable rule.
A terrible fear gripped her: carelessly speaking of future calamity could lead Aion’s entire world to ruin.
It was Mado’s Extreme Point who broke the silence.
【Mado: …It seems there is no harm in speaking.】
【Hwayeom: What!? But if I tell this one about their existence, what if—!】
【Mado: Just now, when Aion spoke that name aloud, I observed no fluctuation in the temporal energy around us whatsoever.】
Mado offered his analysis in a calm, assured tone.
【Mado: It’s possible that on the rooftop, through that girl’s lips, the existence of Eclipse has already been plainly revealed to Aion’s world. This is a matter worth pursuing further. So tell me, Hwayeom — what do you know?】
【Hwayeom: ……A deep breath.】
The moment Mado gave permission, Hwayeom’s Extreme Point exhaled a heavy sigh.
Her voice carried the terrible exhaustion of opening a door to an old nightmare.
【Hwayeom: Eclipse. They are… the ones who brought complete annihilation upon my world.】
Aion’s brow furrowed.
But Hwayeom hesitated once more before revealing the true nature of the calamity.
A long silence followed — even the memory of it brought pain.
【Mado: Speak freely, Hwayeom. I am monitoring causality continuously. However, regarding specific events in the near future ahead, it would be prudent not to mention those.】
【Hwayeom: Not the immediate future then… Very well. If that’s the case, I can actually explain more easily.】
Hwayeom gathered herself and began her explanation in a voice grown cold and measured.
【Hwayeom: Eclipse is, in short, an organization shrouded in complete secrecy. The core is a body of mages, yet their actions are nothing if not thoroughly anti-magical in nature.】
“Anti-magical? What do you mean?”
【Hwayeom: They are the ones who drove my world to destruction. They pursue a single enormous goal, and will stop at nothing — spare no method — to achieve it.】
― I had to watch mages burn.
Luana’s resentful words echoed through Aion’s mind.
“Could it be… this ‘watching’…?”
【Hwayeom: Yes. To achieve their purpose alone, they use mages as kindling — and set them ablaze.】
“Such…”
Aion clenched his teeth.
Indiscriminate slaughter of mages, regardless of talent or lack thereof. That was their method.
【Hwayeom: There will be more vexing things like this in the future, Aion. They’re far more persistent and treacherous than you can imagine.】
“Then what exactly is this grand purpose you spoke of?”
【Hwayeom: That is… well….】
Hwayeom fell silent for a moment, then spoke with a tone of resignation.
【Hwayeom: Fine, I’ll tell you. They’re trying to create a massive Artificial Mana Source.】
“…What?”
【Hwayeom: The sun itself.】
“……?”
The air in the hospital room seemed to freeze.
Aion turned his head slowly toward the window, gazing at the massive star blazing brilliantly outside.
He raised a finger, pointing at that sphere of light, and asked in a dazed voice.
“…That thing?”
【Hwayeom: Yes. Absolute madmen, every one of them.】
“How could they possibly… why would they do such a thing?”
【Hwayeom: That reason… well, it’s better if you learn it yourself as time goes on. No need to know now. It’ll only complicate your mind needlessly.】
Hwayeom drew a line, leaving Aion with a stern warning.
【Hwayeom: In any case, remember this. Those madmen corrupt the minds of others as in this incident, endlessly swelling their ranks. They are enemies of a difficulty and danger beyond imagination.】
Aion withdrew his gaze from the sun outside and spoke quietly to himself.
“Eclipse….”
Aion, turning over their name in the silence, suddenly cast words into empty air.
“Old man.”
【Hwayeom: What.】
“Do you remember what I told you all before?”
Aion’s gaze turned toward the familiar white ceiling of the Medical Wing.
This was the place where, on the day he first set foot in Excion and nearly lost his life at Bycon’s hands, he had spoken with them for the first time.
The very day Yggdrasil opened his eyes in this Medical Wing hospital room and they had forged that strange bargain.
“I said I would help you all.”
【Hwayeom: …Yes, you did.】
Emotion welled in Aion’s eyes.
He had told them he would help in return for teaching him the miracle called magic.
But now he means to step beyond such calculated self-interest.
“Eclipse is… from now on, my enemy.”
At that firm declaration, deep in Aion’s mind came a voice—faint but unmistakably light—the laughter of Hwayeom, like a weight finally set down.
【Hwayeom: Good. I like that.】
In the old arch-mage’s voice lay a relief as though he had at last lowered a burden carried through long years.
【Hwayeom: Finally… this fight won’t have to be so lonely anymore.】
***
The day of discharge.
The moment Aion stepped out of the Medical Wing, the outside air he’d breathed in for the first time in days filled his lungs with a cool relief.
He was just beginning to roll his stiff shoulders and move forward when it happened.
Crunch…
“Well, well… didn’t expect we’d end up getting discharged on the same day, huh~?”
A glib voice cut in from behind him.
“…Inspector Raven?”
Turning around, he saw Inspector Raven approaching with Bark, his face still somewhat gaunt as though the bandages had only recently come off, wearing a faint smile.
“Bark delivered your letter properly. I was actually half ready to give up on it….”
“Woof! Woof!”
Raven groaned and stroked Bark’s neck as he spoke.
“Of course I was lying. If you’re the student Aion, I knew you’d find a way somehow.”
“That’s not true, Inspector. I’m just one student….”
“Do you really believe that? I don’t.”
Raven’s gaze grew grave.
He cast his eyes toward empty space and quietly drew forth the terrible memory of that night.
“When I encountered Mark in the corridor—when he’d become something else—I felt my breath catch. I thought my career was finished, that I’d be caught up in some massive conspiracy.”
Raven scratched the back of his head with his bandaged hand and let out a bitter, self-mocking laugh.
After the storm had passed, a cool, clear wind blew through, rustling the hem of his worn coat lightly.
“I’ve lived my whole life as a drifter, but somehow in that moment, I felt indignation.”
All his usual light banter had vanished from his voice.
Raven lowered his gaze for a moment, quietly studying his own scarred hands.
“That this had to be revealed. That it had to be stopped.”
He swallowed a short sigh and smiled bitterly.
Raven, who had coolly acknowledged his own limits, raised his head and met Aion’s gaze directly.
Excion, where Mana Power had been cut off.
The helplessness Raven must have felt in that desperate isolation.
Yet a small smile bloomed at the corner of his mouth.
“But I was fortunate. Because in that moment, someone came to mind.”
At the end of that gaze stood Aion.
“Knowing such a person existed gave me confidence once more that my judgment was sound.”
He added with a slight shrug.
“Well, it’s turned into nothing but self-congratulation, but the gratitude is genuine. I owe you a debt, Aion.”
To that forthright acknowledgment, Aion received it in kind without hesitation.
“Then whenever that time comes, it should be repaid.”
“By all means. I’ll be waiting.”
A subtle current passed between them.
Aion shifted the conversation’s course and broached a question he’d held close.
“But what’s to become of Mark?”
“He’s being expelled. And he’ll be handed over to the Council as well.”
Raven laughed as if relieved.
“At last, all the vipers lurking beneath your bed have vanished, Aion.”
……
When Aion fell silent, eyes lowered, Raven read that subtle shift keenly and struck at the heart of it.
“But that last question—it was rather cowardly for you, I thought.”
A faint hint of mischief flickered in Raven’s eyes.
“The one you were really curious about wasn’t Mark—it was Luana, wasn’t it?”
Nod—
Aion nodded carefully.
“Well, she was the primary culprit behind two incidents that endangered all of Excion, so she’ll be transported to Surveillance Bureau headquarters for proceedings. The trading company run by her father will likely close its doors as well.”
Raven fidgeted with his ear.
“In any case, everyone connected to this affair will face rigorous investigation and oversight from the Council.”
“I see.”
A heavy shadow settled over Aion’s face.
“Anything else you’d like to say?”
“…If possible, I’d ask for leniency.”
It was the best he could offer in this moment.
A sharp exhale—
But Raven only smiled wider, as though he’d been waiting for those exact words.
“I won’t count that as a favor. It was a serious incident, yes, but we were fortunate—mercifully fortunate—that no one died.”
Raven shrugged, adding his next thought.
“Both incidents, whoever orchestrated them, ended that way.”
The great fire at Hazel Dorm. The confrontation on the Grand Atrium Rooftop.
He was highlighting with precision that both of these catastrophic events had concluded without a single death.
“And now that we’ve finally caught the tail of those who planned these incidents, we have no intention of losing Luana either.”
A soft rustle—
Raven finished speaking and withdrew something like a business card from within his jacket, offering it to Aion.
“What is this…?”
“My direct contact channel with the Surveillance Bureau. If you ever need to reach me, use this.”
“…Thank you.”
“No, I’m the one who should thank you.”
Raven spoke once more.
“I truly am grateful.”
Once the conversation ended, Aion approached Bark’s side and gently stroked the dog’s head as his tail wagged.
“Bark will miss you. I hope we meet again someday.”
With those words, Raven bowed slightly and turned, beginning to walk toward the Excion Main Gate.
Step. Step.
As Raven’s footsteps faded completely into the distance, only Aion remained in the empty courtyard.
【Hwayeom: …So that girl gets dragged to the Council after all. We can’t be entirely at ease, but at least the worst was averted.】
【Saengmyeong: That’s right. She’ll receive proper care at the Surveillance Bureau. Don’t burden yourself with guilt, Aion.】
Once Raven departed, the Extreme Points offered consolation to Aion, who had watched Luana leave.
“Well… it’s not as though we’ve lost everything.”
At those words, which Aion had deliberately offered to lighten the mood, a hearty, rough laugh suddenly erupted from deep within his mind.
【Daeji: Ha ha ha ha! I’ve been dying waiting for this! Now then, are you ready to witness the Extreme Manifestation of this magnificent Earth-type Magic!】
Ding—!
Now it was time to confirm the new Earth-type Magic inscribed upon Yggdrasil.
The Talentless Mage Devours a Catastrophic Future – Chapter 65
Author: Ji Eun-yi
Illustrator: Wang Mozi
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