The AI Archmage - Chapter 37

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AI Archmage Episode 37

 

[Human.]

 

“What.”

 

Sion responded to Akasha’s voice echoing in his head.

 

[Are you confident?]

 

“I wouldn’t do it if I wasn’t.”

 

It was uncharacteristic worry from Akasha.

 

Of course, he too was aware that this wouldn’t be an easy task.

 

He knew better than anyone about Belusian, who had created that magic.

 

Belusian was a true genius.

 

A magical genius on par with Altair as a craftsman.

 

Restoring magic created by such a genius was no easy feat.

 

However.

 

“It may be called restoration, but I already have the complete blueprint of that magic in my head.”

 

[That’s true.]

 

“Besides, my talent isn’t particularly inferior to Belusian’s either.”

 

That was also true.

 

That’s why he had been preparing for this task from the beginning.

 

Distributing magic tools to the students and rapidly improving their proficiency was all for this purpose.

 

“If I’m going to restore it, now is the time. While we’re at it, wouldn’t it be better to do it at the most appropriate moment?”

 

[That may be so, but.]

 

Their conversation stopped there.

 

They had arrived at the Central Facility Room where all of the Magic Tower’s core equipment was located.

 

“Akasha, how’s Cornelia doing?”

 

[She’s quite flustered.]

 

“I suppose she would be.”

 

Cornelia didn’t even know that Sion had decided to restore Belusian’s magic today.

 

By orthodox standards, a mage who had reached at least the 8th Circle would be necessary.

 

No matter how much it was called restoration, since it was 9th Circle magic, a practitioner of comparable skill was absolutely essential.

 

But Sion planned to compensate for this through various methods.

 

First, he would make up for the insufficient mana using the students as living batteries.

 

And he would compensate for computational power with his own and Akasha’s abilities that transcended common sense, adding the variable of the Mobius Circle on top of that.

 

“Speaking of which, that bastard Belusian should have used the magic tool I made properly if he was going to take it.”

 

With those words, Sion turned his gaze toward the ‘device’ imbued with Belusian’s magic.

 

Though it was in the form of a palm-sized gem, this wasn’t a simple gem.

 

It was a special grade magic tool that Altair had personally crafted in the past.

 

Sion clicked his tongue and said.

 

“I acknowledge the magic is excellent, but the stability is the problem. That’s why cracks appeared in the magic.”

 

The magic was perfect.

 

The problem was that the perfect magic and magic tools failed to harmoniously intertwine.

 

Such advanced magic would collapse and cease to function with even the slightest error.

 

Just like right now.

 

Moreover, the problem was that this magic tool was very precisely connected to the Tower.

 

Akasha warned Sion.

 

[This is a task with the same difficulty as completely renovating an entire tower, Human.]

 

It would be.

 

[In this massive tower, the error in that magic is only about the size of a fingernail.]

 

It was truly no different from finding a fingernail in a sandy beach.

 

That had to be accomplished.

 

That’s why the ‘minimum’ standard for repair was 8th Circle.

 

However.

 

“Akasha.”

 

[Yes, Human.]

 

“From now on, focus your computational ability entirely on this.”

 

[Yes, understood.]

 

Akasha concentrated all of her computational power on Sion as instructed.

 

Sion first used magic to communicate to the students.

 

– From now on, I’ll send appropriate amounts of calculation formulas to each magic tool you’re wearing.

 

Calculation formulas that were just the right amount for the students to handle.

 

Then the students would use mana to solve them.

 

By doing so, the burden on Sion would be reduced, even if just a little.

 

And after a moment, responses came.

 

– Confirmed.

 

All the students sent their answers to Sion.

 

And the system Sion had prepared began to operate.

 

[From now on, I’ll activate the auxiliary power source to maximize efficiency. According to calculations, it’s possible to increase my computational ability by up to 1.5 times.]

 

‘That’s cutting it close.’

 

[From then on, it’s entirely up to Human’s capabilities. It depends on Human’s proud computational power and the potential of the ‘Mobius Circle.’]

 

Sion nodded.

 

He quietly closed his eyes and placed his hand on the core before him.

 

And he spread his mana.

 

With the feeling of slowly extending the nerves throughout his entire body.

 

Like plant roots spreading out to completely encompass the underground, Sion’s ‘mana’ roots extended throughout the Tower with the core as the center.

 

And soon Sion’s Mobius Circle spun frantically, producing mana like mad.

 

But that wasn’t enough.

 

Sion’s Mobius Circle wasn’t yet complete enough to cast 8th Circle magic.

 

Therefore.

 

‘I’ll use this earth mana.’

 

This earth mana that the Blue Tower was currently utilizing.

 

Sion decided to use that to restore the magic.

 

From here on, he would have to go beyond even the realm of calculation.

 

Sion closed his eyes and began to continuously expand his mana. Thus, he entered a state of selfless absorption.

 

And so began the work to restore the magic of the great Archmage.

 

* * *

 

“Are you insane?!”

 

Cornelia couldn’t understand it.

 

Not just anyone, but restoring the magic of an ‘Archmage’?

 

That meant, in other words, that Sion would be restoring 9th Circle magic from now on.

 

Naturally, it was absurd.

 

Of course, it was true that she had been shocked and overwhelmed by what Sion had shown.

 

But that and ‘restoring 9th Circle magic’ were clearly different matters.

 

“Why is it insane?”

 

“Why is it insane?! Didn’t you hear? Do I need to personally explain to you how great and complex 9th Circle magic is?!”

 

Cornelia was dumbfounded.

 

The unreasonable behavior she had just displayed completely vanished from her mind.

 

“How on earth could Sion restore that Lord Belusian’s magic…!”

 

“Well, I think he can do it.”

 

Lumia tilted her head.

 

“Rather, why couldn’t he?”

 

“…What?”

 

Cornelia experienced a moment of cognitive dissonance.

 

The other person was now treating as natural what should not be natural by common sense.

 

“Don’t tell me… you seriously believe that Sion can restore that magic?”

 

“Of course.”

 

Lumia’s face as she answered showed not the slightest doubt.

 

As if it were only natural.

 

“Miss Cornelia, that’s not what’s important right now. I haven’t answered your words yet.”

 

“…!”

 

At those words, Cornelia’s eyes widened greatly.

 

It was true.

 

This genius mage truly believed with all sincerity that Sion would accomplish that preposterous feat.

 

– Using your sister’s tattling as justification, they disposed of the ‘family’s disgrace.’

 

At that moment, Sion’s words surfaced in her mind.

 

Cornelia unconsciously stopped moving.

 

A human couldn’t acquire that level of skill in just a moment.

 

Then perhaps.

 

What if the ‘genius’ born in Rostery had become disgusted with his family’s behavior.

 

It wasn’t that Rostery abandoned Sion….

 

‘That child abandoned the family?’

 

If Lumia’s belief was true, then what she was thinking now would become reality.

 

And she would become the one who pulled the trigger that drove away the ‘genius of the century’ that the family had so desperately yearned for.

 

Without knowing anything, she would become trash who despised and tormented an innocent younger brother.

 

“I am….”

 

Cornelia’s eyes wavered.

 

She bit her lips, then kicked back her chair and stood up, heading toward the door.

 

“Where are you going?”

 

“To Sion, that child.”

 

Cornelia glared at Lumia with sharp eyes as she spoke.

 

She felt like she needed to see for herself to be satisfied.

 

She didn’t know whether Lumia’s belief was justified or not….

 

But she felt like she needed to confirm it directly to be satisfied.

 

But then.

 

Thud!

 

A powerful wave of mana rippled out with Lumia at the center, then immediately sealed the exit.

 

“…What?”

 

Cornelia’s eyes widened.

 

She definitely hadn’t heard any incantation.

 

But what had just blocked the door was definitely magic.

 

And it was high circle magic meant to stop her, a 6th Circle mage.

 

But how could this magic suddenly be realized like this?

 

“What did you just do?”

 

“Ah, let me introduce you.”

 

Lumia gave a bitter smile as she pointed toward ‘Alpha’ and spoke.

 

“This ‘golem’ here is also one of Sion’s inventions.”

 

“…!”

 

“It has various functions, but one of them is… shortening incantations, and going even further….”

 

Lumia continued her words as if it was nothing.

 

“It has the function of independently calculating high circle magic itself.”

 

“Don’t… talk nonsense.”

 

Cornelia’s head began to ache from the increasingly serious story.

 

First Sion restores an Archmage’s magic, and now there’s a golem that calculates high circle magic?

 

Cornelia gritted her teeth and tried to move her mana to realize magic.

 

But her efforts vanished with Lumia’s single word.

 

“【Dispel】.”

 

With just one word, Cornelia’s magic became ‘nothing.’

 

In this room, Cornelia was no different from an ordinary person.

 

Because magic itself had been blocked.

 

“I understand what you’re thinking. It must be hard to believe, and you probably don’t want to acknowledge that Sion is the one who created this miracle.”

 

“….”

 

“But even so, I can’t let you leave this room, Miss Cornelia. Our conversation isn’t over yet, is it?”

 

Conversations must be brought to a proper conclusion.

 

With those words, Lumia quietly offered Cornelia a seat once again.

 

“…Ha.”

 

Cornelia let out a hollow laugh as she looked at the chair she had been sitting in just moments before.

 

Then, as if giving up, she sat down and squeezed her eyes shut.

 

Was it because she was troubled?

 

Throb.

 

…Somehow, her head hurt more than before.

 

* * *

 

‘Damn, how annoyingly finicky.’

 

Sion grumbled as he controlled the mana that seemed ready to throw a tantrum at any displeasure.

 

Earth mana was raw and untamed.

 

Naturally, it wasn’t properly controlled, and it struggled to escape Sion’s control at every opportunity.

 

But paradoxically, each of those actions became experience for Sion.

 

That experience became data that accumulated within Sion and improved his control.

 

For an ordinary mage, adapting this quickly and coming up with solutions would be impossible.

 

But Sion was no ordinary mage, and his preparations were far from ordinary.

 

[Currently, over 100 auxiliary calculations are operating without problems. It seems your diligent education of the students wasn’t meaningless after all.]

 

‘That’s right.’

 

Sion chuckled and nodded at Akasha’s words.

 

While Akasha’s own computational power provided tremendous help, the calculations from the students systematically spread throughout the Blue Tower were equally beneficial.

 

One might be insignificant, but when it reaches dozens and approaches nearly 100, the story changes.

 

And Sion had no intention of letting this opportunity pass by.

 

To restore Belusian’s magic, whether he wanted to or not, Sion himself had to surpass his limits.

 

He had to push the Mobius Circle that had been stagnant until now and make it grow through that process.

 

‘Circulate diligently.’

 

Sion muttered as he felt the circle spinning rapidly within his body.

 

And as if responding to his wish.

 

Whoosh!

 

Sion’s Mobius Circle, which had been spinning breathlessly, finally surpassed its limits.

 

The restrictions that had been forced upon the circle until now were loosened, even if just a little.

 

And.

 

Kwaaaaaa!

 

Massive mana poured out, and the Blue Tower began to transform.

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