The AI Archmage - Chapter 50

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AI Archmage Episode 50

 

“…This actually worked.”

 

Eira let out a hollow laugh as she stirred her tea with a spoon.

 

From her perspective, she was simply bewildered.

 

She had come prepared to have a life-or-death confrontation with her father, but it was resolved far too easily.

 

So simple and harmonious that it was mind-boggling.

 

‘No, was it really simple?’

 

In reality, it had been a difficult matter.

 

It’s just that this being called Sion Rostery before her eyes was beyond normal standards.

 

Because Sion had solved all the problems as a teacher in her place, it felt as if nothing had happened.

 

“…Ah.”

 

Eira, who had been quietly staring at her tea cup, raised her head as if she had just remembered something.

 

“Teacher.”

 

“What.”

 

“That… is it really true? That you are Altair’s…”

 

“If you’re talking about being his disciple, then yes.”

 

For now, Sion decided to define himself that way.

 

Altair’s disciple.

 

Since Sion himself was Altair, the acting itself wasn’t particularly difficult.

 

He had also crafted the setting quite well.

 

Of course, the setting he had ambitiously created didn’t seem to work well on Casen, but he decided to think that was because Casen was quick to catch on.

 

“It’s been a while since Master passed away, but I learned quite a lot from him.”

 

“Ah, so that’s why…”

 

“The same goes for magical talent. Master had a body that couldn’t use magic, but precisely because of that, he accumulated knowledge about magic.”

 

This was all Altair’s story.

 

Not really a setting, but Altair’s own story.

 

That’s why it contained sincerity.

 

“Then, Teacher.”

 

“Speak.”

 

“Then why on earth did you live like that for three years?”

 

“…Ah, that.”

 

Eira’s current question was one that could come from anyone’s mouth.

 

If he had Altair as his master and was naturally talented, why did he waste those years like that?

 

He could only answer that question simply.

 

“I told you it was adolescence.”

 

“…”

 

He decided to answer that question the same way this time too.

 

It didn’t matter if he didn’t have a systematically thought-out logical reason.

 

“Besides, the name ‘Altair’ is never light. You should know well. Information about me now must not be easily revealed to the outside.”

 

“That’s… yes, I know.”

 

Eira nodded with a heavy expression.

 

As the daughter of the Workshop Alliance leader, there was no way she wouldn’t know about the status that the existence called Altair held.

 

And that if this fact was revealed, there was a possibility that the Magic Council would also make some moves.

 

“The Blue Tower is still a Magic Tower, after all. The previous Tower Master Lord Belusian was Master’s close friend, but I couldn’t be certain that his disciple would be the same.”

 

“…So you intentionally caused a commotion to test the Tower Master’s character.”

 

As someone dispatched as a member of Rostery, he was bound to attract the attention of many people.

 

Therefore, Sion did the complete opposite and became a scoundrel to scatter that attention.

 

…That was the reason.

 

“But wasn’t that going too far? In the case of my friend Briella, your scoundrel act caused her great pain…”

 

“Sacrificing the few for the many is unavoidable.”

 

“No.”

 

It wasn’t even the truth to begin with, just a lie covered up with plausible reasoning. Naturally, there couldn’t be no contradictions at all.

 

Therefore, Sion decided to choose the simplest method.

 

‘Let’s just be moderately trashy!’

 

That was surprisingly easy to make credible.

 

After all, he couldn’t solve all of past Sion Rostery’s actions by claiming they all had reasons.

 

“Your problem has been roughly resolved. The expectations your father had for you have been transferred to me.”

 

“That’s…”

 

“But the accumulated problems won’t all be solved by this.”

 

There were still accumulated issues, after all.

 

Those memories and wounds wouldn’t be resolved simply by Casen changing his future direction.

 

As a master, Sion had no intention of defending the wrongs his disciple had committed.

 

This was a problem that Casen had to solve directly with his daughter as a father.

 

“For that, there’s one issue you need to clarify before you go.”

 

“An issue… what would that be?”

 

Sion looked directly at Eira and asked.

 

“Are you now ready to face your talent?”

 

“…!”

 

At those words, Eira’s eyes widened greatly.

 

Ultimately, the root of the problem between father and daughter was exactly that.

 

The talent that Eira didn’t want.

 

A talent she didn’t want, but Casen did.

 

The rift that had formed between father and daughter would only begin to heal once this issue was resolved.

 

“I won’t tell you to decide right away. But…”

 

“It’s okay, Teacher.”

 

Eira faced Sion and answered without hesitation.

 

“I’ve made my decision.”

 

“Is that so.”

 

Sion didn’t ask anything further.

 

From the beginning, this wasn’t even a problem that needed such concern.

 

“In a week, we’ll be leaving Ate. Since we have time to spare, do as you wish.”

 

“Yes.”

 

Eira nodded and smiled faintly.

 

Seeing that smile, Sion nodded with satisfaction.

 

‘There’s no need to worry too much.’

 

* * *

 

During the remaining time, Sion decided to personally explore the city.

 

This was Ate after 20 years had passed.

 

Even if there weren’t many major changes, it was still worth looking around.

 

‘Eira will handle things well on her own now, so I can leave her be.’

 

For now, Sion had somewhat resolved Casen’s impatience by using Altair’s name.

 

At the very least, he wouldn’t ruin conversations with his daughter like before due to hatred or fear of the Council.

 

That was about as much as Sion could help.

 

It was while he had left his room and was walking down the street.

 

Beep-

 

A familiar mechanical sound echoed in his head, followed by a voice.

 

[Booting up…]

 

“Stop being ridiculous and just speak comfortably. What’s a guy who’s found his ego doing announcing system loading procedures?”

 

Sion chuckled as he welcomed his companion’s return.

 

The artificial spirit, Akasha.

 

Finally, after a relatively long silence, Akasha had regained consciousness.

 

[Isn’t that a bit too cold, Human?]

 

“Don’t make such a big deal out of sleeping for a long time.”

 

[Tsk, geez…]

 

Akasha grumbled but soon reported his return.

 

[…Well, anyway, I’m back. Most of my functions have recovered, and there are no functions that remain disabled from the previous overload.]

 

“Good.”

 

[But Human, if my data isn’t lying, I believe you promised some kind of reward before I went to sleep…]

 

Akasha spoke to Sion in a suggestive tone.

 

[I trust that Human isn’t the type to go back on his word.]

 

“Of course not.”

 

Perfect timing.

 

Sion continued with a relaxed expression.

 

“Where do you think we are?”

 

[This place is…]

 

Akasha quickly used his functions to check the surroundings.

 

[Oh, it’s Ate? The city that Human created.]

 

“Yes, that Ate.”

 

[Then you were reunited with those disciples as well?]

 

“I was. Though of course, I only reunited with Casen alone.”

 

Along with those words, Sion briefly explained to Akasha what had happened in Ate.

 

And a moment later.

 

[Hmm, I see. The setting of being Altair’s disciple…]

 

“As you know, I’ve always had a talent for creating settings, haven’t I?”

 

[…Talent?]

 

“You should know. All those novels I directly wrote when I lived as Altair…”

 

[Ah, you mean that kindling?]

 

“…”

 

[Ah, I’ll correct myself. Let’s compromise and call it a combination of letters, Human.]

 

Sion briefly considered whether he should completely overhaul Akasha again.

 

But he decided to let it slide for now.

 

After all, creators always live amid cruel criticism.

 

[But Human, if that’s the case, this news will eventually reach all the disciples you raised as Altair.]

 

“It will.”

 

Probably all the disciples who maintained contact with Casen would learn of it.

 

Sion had no intention of stopping it either.

 

“Wouldn’t that be good? Considering my future plans, I’ll need those children’s cooperation.”

 

[True, to keep the Council in check, you’ll ultimately need the Union’s power.]

 

Akasha agreed with Sion’s words.

 

The Workshop Alliance was not only Sion’s original stronghold, but also a key ally for confronting the Council.

 

“In any case, this worked out well. For you to awaken at this timing.”

 

[…Is there something you need me to do?]

 

“Rather than having something to do, there are many ‘means’ here to improve your functions.”

 

Sion continued with a meaningful smile.

 

“There’s also that ‘reward’ I mentioned earlier.”

 

[Oh.]

 

At Sion’s words, anticipation filled Akasha’s voice.

 

Usually when this Human said such things, he ‘definitely’ delivered.

 

* * *

 

‘I was already needing to improve Akasha’s functions anyway, so this worked out well.’

 

When he was Altair, Akasha was maintained through massive and efficient magic tools based on the most precise circuits.

 

So she had many more functions than she does now.

 

In the process of changing fate like this, several functions had been lost, which was somewhat inconvenient.

 

The most representative of these was.

 

‘The Wide-Area Information Gathering Function.’

 

It’s a function that all Upper Magic Towers possess.

 

Collecting fragmented information through the flow of mana, and using that to grasp the latest information in real time.

 

That’s why Upper Magic Towers would collect information using advanced magic instead of relying on information guilds.

 

The current Akasha still had such functions remaining.

 

However, the problem was that its range was weak and fragmentary.

 

What Sion was planning to do this time was expand that range.

 

[…How much of an upgrade are you planning?]

 

“I’m thinking of linking it with Ate.”

 

[That means…]

 

“I’ll receive information coming from Ate through you.”

 

What’s important is being able to grasp information in real time from the main stream.

 

[Ah, if I had to put it in words, it would be like creating a small information guild for humans only.]

 

“Right, you can think of it that way.”

 

Even though it might not seem like much, having the latest information plugged directly into your brain in real time is quite helpful.

 

At the very least, it means there’s a low chance of being outmatched by opponents in information warfare.

 

“I won’t be able to know deep information, but even just this should prevent any problems caused by lack of information.”

 

[That would certainly be the case. But how do you plan to improve the function?]

 

“This place is overflowing with workshops. Same goes for skilled craftsmen.”

 

Sion said with a smirk.

 

“I should make use of them. Don’t you think?”

 

[Ah.]

 

The moment Akasha heard those words, she realized.

 

This creator had come all the way here and was planning to make someone else a sucker again…

 

And Sion headed straight to Dute’s workshop.

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