The Regressed Magic Swordsman Devours the North - Chapter 67

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Episode 67. The Gears of Destiny (5)
“I heard a representative from the Black Magic Tower came today.”
I asked, and Father nodded.
“If I may ask, what is the matter?”
“They’ve requested an expedition to Manbingdong.”
Father answered readily.
“Do you want to join the expedition?”
“Are you using Mind Reading on me, perhaps?”
I naturally wanted to join the expedition. But I’d thought I’d need to convince Father first.
‘To think he’d ask me directly like this.’
It was quite unexpected. Before the Regression, my name wasn’t even on the expedition roster.
‘So because I’ve changed, Father’s decision has changed as well.’
“I’ve drafted a provisional organizational structure. Read through it.”
Father handed me the document he’d been working on.
「Manbingdong Expedition」
-Expedition Commander (Responsible Party)
Midgal Rau. (Provisional)
-Scout Unit.
Fast Rangers primarily.
-Search Unit.
Senior Knights and above.
-Rear Support Unit.
Composed of intermediate Knights with good stamina.
……
Rangers possess keen eyesight and heightened senses.
They detect incoming enemies from afar faster than anyone else and relay the information to allies; they also take charge of spotting and analyzing all manner of traps. They’re ideal for a scout unit.
The Rear Support Unit transports and manages the expedition’s provisions, field equipment, recovery potions, and the like.
Those with good stamina who can manage their own bodies are preferred.
In that regard, composing it of intermediate Knights was an excellent choice.
Finally, the Search Unit.
I didn’t hesitate to speak.
“I wish to join the Search Unit.”
An elite unit composed of at least senior-rank Knights. Father fell silent for a moment, then spoke.
“Go and don’t be a burden.”
Nothing about not getting hurt and coming home.
Nothing about being careful.
Nothing about trusting only me.
No tender words at all.
And yet.
I could feel it.
That Father’s trust in me had grown slightly deeper. And the more it did, the more I understood I had to prepare properly.
“Thank you, Father.”
I thought the conversation would end there with my thanks, but Father spoke again with something unexpected.
No, wait.
Every time I talk with Father lately, I find myself surprised by something unforeseen.
Perhaps it’s fair to say I’ve been misjudging who Father really is.
“The representative who came from the Black Magic Tower is Grand Mage Brillis Arcadin.”
“……!?”
I heard the name Father spoke clearly, yet I sat there dumbfounded, my mouth falling open.
Who did he say? Brillis Arcadin?
If my memory serves, she was a fellow Flame-affinity Mage like myself—and a renowned Master of Space Magic. A figure incomparable to me.
Before the Regression, my magical prowess was merely at the 5th Rank. I never came close to standing at her feet.
And that was inevitable.
Before the Regression, I’d awakened to my own talent far too late, leaving no time to pursue Rank Advancement.
And while fighting the Demon King’s army, with over half my body torn away, there was no way to elevate my magical prowess.
By contrast, she had lived for at least three hundred years, and at the 8th Rank, she was the highest-stage mage among all living mages—a Grand Mage.
‘From the 9th Rank onward, they’re called Great Sages.’
In any case, she was both a senior in the magical world and a figure toward whom I ought to aspire as my goal.
‘So when she and I crossed paths, sparks flew because we’re both Flame-affinity Mages? Or did she recognize me?’
As baseless fantasies crashed through my mind like waves—
“Instead of accepting the Manbingdong request, I offered her a professorship at the Northern Seiren Academy. Ten years.”
The words that followed were enough to trigger a tidal wave in me.
“……Really?”
“Yes.”
I couldn’t contain my shock.
What kind of place was Seiren Academy?
Since ancient times, it earned the nickname of a Knight-training academy—a place that had built walls against Magic itself.
If you asked someone to name the most backward academy in Magic across the entire continent, one hundred out of one hundred would choose Seiren Academy.
And yet.
Inviting an 8-Star Grand Mage as a professor?
……Was there ever such a historic occurrence?
Did such an enormous idea truly come from Father?
How much have I misjudged him?
Perhaps sensing my disrespectful thoughts, Father’s brow furrowed slightly.
That expression frightened me, and I flinched.
“She attached a condition to it.”
‘Of course she would.’
Usually, an academy Magic professor requires at least a 5-Star Mage.
A 6-Star Mage professor is rare—you’d find perhaps one in the better academies.
A 7-Star professor exists in only the continent’s foremost academy, and there’s just one.
For reference, Seiren Academy has five 4-Star Mages as professors, and the Magic department head is a 5-Star Mage.
But an 8-Star Grand Mage as a professor?
I’d never even heard of such a thing.
Much less at the Northern Seiren Academy?
It wasn’t just unconventional—it was shocking.
“……What was the condition?”
“She said she’d decide after meeting you.”
“Me? Surely……you’re not arranging my marriage?”
“……You certainly know how to speak recklessly.”
“I thought you’d finally developed a craving for grandchildren. But you haven’t forgotten I have two older brothers ahead of me, have you?”
I spoke lightly with jest.
Then I continued in earnest.
“If that’s not it, then she’s heard rumors about me. I’m the only one in the Northern Region who can manifest a Flame Aura. The Flame-affinity Grand Mage has lived for ages, so she would naturally take interest in someone as unusual as me.”
Father listened quietly to my words before speaking slowly.
“It’s simple to invite good Knights as professors to Seiren Academy. But on the Magic side, it depends entirely on you.”
“Father. Don’t tell me. You saw the ‘Seiren Academy Educational Support Plan’ that I suggested?”
“…….”
Father said nothing, but I understood his silence as a wordless affirmation.
And so I was shocked once more.
“I never expected you’d go this far. I’m truly moved.”
“Go.”
“Yes. I’m going. With a father who shows such kindness, how could I refuse anything? I’ll visit you more often from now on.”
“I’m busy. Don’t come.”
“I know you’re busy, but I’ll come anyway. If you have too much work, share some of it with me.”
“……Are you aiming for the next Grand Duke position?”
“How could I? The Grand Duke position will go to Sien. I have no ambition for such things. I simply want to spend time like this with you, eating well and living well.”
I went on to pour out the other projects I was working on. Some were trivial matters, but Father listened to it all without a word.
After finishing my final words,
I bowed respectfully to Father.
“Then, I’ll see you next time. When I do, I hope to see Zephyr as well.”
“…….”
Neither Father nor Zephyr answered. Yet I left the office in higher spirits than ever before.
Since my Regression,
this was the most fulfilling day.
***
After a light meal in the manor’s dining hall and returning to my room, it was seven in the evening.
But there was an uninvited guest in my room.
Black robes and brilliant white hair. A beauty whose splendor made the white hair fade to insignificance—bronze skin and eyes like rubies set in place.
Brillis Arcadin.
At her far too mature and graceful appearance, I fell silent for a moment. But soon I opened my mouth with a playful tone as I faced her.
“My, what an interesting guest you have. Shall I call again another time?”
After my conversation with Father.
I’d expected her to come see me.
And an eighth-rank Grand Mage could slip into my room as easily as eating cold porridge.
Since I anticipated she’d find me one way or another, the remark was offered in jest.
Brillis Arcadin received my quip as though she’d anticipated the very deflection, responding with effortless grace.
“Not at all. As it happens, I was in the mood to receive a guest. Come, have a seat.”
She smiled softly, gesturing toward the sofa in my room.
“…Ah, yes.”
Bewildered as I was, I settled onto the sofa like any proper visitor, and Brillis took the seat across from me.
I’d sensed it on my first meeting with her—she looked far too young to be an ancient mage who’d lived over three centuries.
‘Could she not be human?’
One of those long-lived races from antiquity, perhaps. Dwarves or elves… something of that nature?
Then Brillis spoke.
“What sort of tea would you care for?”
I suppressed my curiosity and played along with her continued charade, answering readily.
“I’d be quite fond of Rooibos Tea. Ah, if you wouldn’t mind serving it cold, I’d be most grateful.”
Could she actually prepare chilled Rooibos Tea in my room? Unlikely. So I offered the suggestion half in jest.
“An excellent choice.”
Brillis smiled gently and snapped her fingers.
Snap!
Behind her, emerald flames suddenly kindled.
Whoosh—
Out of the fire burst an array of colorful firebirds, their wings fluttering as they soared toward the table in front of the sofa.
What was remarkable was that despite perching upon the wooden table, the birds set nothing ablaze.
‘And it doesn’t even feel warm. What is this? Are these actually flames?’
Then the firebirds began plucking feathers from their own wings, gathering them in one spot.
The feathers—green, blue, crimson, yellow, orange, and more—burned with a brilliant radiance.
Crackle!
In an instant they transformed into a cup brimming with liquid. And then—
—a gentle “tink”
sounded, and ice formed within it. What? Had she extracted heat through sound?
And judging by the color of the liquid and its subtle fragrance—
“Is that… Rooibos Tea? Served cold?”
“It is indeed. Please, have some.”
“…Huh.”
I was at a loss for words.
Was this what magic truly was?
Brillis, seeing my astonishment, smiled with knowing satisfaction.
“Your first encounter with Life Magic, then?”
“…Yes.”
Of course it was my first time.
Before my Regression, when I first learned magic, we were already at war with the demon kind.
Nothing beyond killing, defense, and concealment was even discussed.
“I gathered you had no Academy or Tower training, but your master must have been rather… austere.”
“You’ve begun your assumptions by taking for granted that I am a mage.”
“Are you not one?”
“…”
I hadn’t expected her to probe so directly, and my words caught in my throat. Yet I couldn’t lie either.
Brillis Arcadin possessed the Insight Eye—falsehood wouldn’t take hold against her.
Moreover, recalling what I knew of her from before my Regression, she was the only Grand Mage of the Black Magic Tower who had ever stood against the demon kind in open conflict, making her unlikely to be entirely hostile.
“I have formed my Magic Circle. But I had no master.”
At my words, Brillis’s eyes widened noticeably in surprise.
“…I suspected as much. So you’re one shaped by the sun itself, then.”
“Shaped by the sun? Do you have some particular notion?”
“No, no. I merely meant that your appearance is quite beautiful. House Karsen’s golden hair, such radiant skin. Youth truly is a blessing. Hehe.”
Brillis Arcadin laughed with elegant grace—a sly laugh, yet somehow it came across as refined.
She really is three hundred years old. Of course she is.
I’d hoped to glean some information about the Celestial God Lumen, but… she wasn’t going to let this slip through so easily.
I sensed this conversation wouldn’t flow as smoothly as I’d wished.
Not every ominous premonition came to pass.
The Reincarnated Swordsman Mage Devours the Northern Region
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: Bangsim
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