The Son-In-Law of the Magician Is a Transcendent Sword Master - Chapter 62
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Chapter 62
“Intruder!”
There were a total of five mages from the Amber Tower who rushed out to stop me.
Confirming that they were all 3rd tier, I curled up the corners of my mouth.
“Renia, could you step back for a moment?”
“Why? I can be useful too.”
“I know. But if you use magic, they’ll figure out we’re from Benheim. Do you want to see the family head get angry?”
“That’s… no, but.”
“Besides that, there’s something I want to test.”
Renia puffed out one cheek as if displeased, but ultimately followed my words.
“Alright… before we get started…”
I wiggled my hand holding Eclat and fell into thought.
There were five opponents total. According to Sheril, they hone earth magic, a common magic system, to its limits.
While I hadn’t learned common magic that deeply, I knew roughly what earth magic was like.
‘Exerting physical force through mass.’
They clump together dirt or rocks to create structures, then add telekinesis to shoot them or erect barriers.
Simple and crude, but with correspondingly high destructive power.
“Well then, let’s see your skills.”
Since I was currently impersonating an Airidd mage, I couldn’t use other magic.
In fact, I had no intention of doing so.
I lightly swung the Eclat in my hand.
Red light shot forth. The mages before me had shallow cultivation, so they couldn’t grasp that the magic I was using was spectral magic.
However, they seemed to intuitively sense that the red beam I shot wasn’t ordinary magic, as their faces turned deathly pale. Still, they couldn’t just allow the incoming attack to hit.
“B-block it!”
The mages scooped up dirt from the ground to block the attack. The writhing pile of dirt moved like liquid, resembling undulating waves.
‘Is this magic similar to Hagalaz?’
Quite an impressive achievement. However, common magic was still just common magic.
If I increased my casting speed even slightly here, they would be swept away without being able to resist.
But I didn’t increase my magic’s speed.
‘Because there’s something I want to test.’
Holding Eclat, I slowly walked toward them.
They hesitated, perhaps thinking I was a mage from a noble family, but…
“Ah! Damn it! He’s an intruder! There’s no choice! Subdue him!”
Eventually, as mages of the tower, they had no choice but to draw up their mana.
Five spear points made of rock floated up in the air, aimed at me. It was a proper harmony of earth magic and telekinesis.
“Stop right there! If you don’t stop…!”
“Shoot.”
“What?”
“I said shoot.”
When I spoke boldly, the mage was visibly flustered.
“I said shoot, didn’t I?”
“…Ugh.”
—Step.
I took another step forward defiantly.
Now the distance between them and me was at most ten paces. The iron rule for mages was to maintain a safe distance of at least ten paces.
“Y-you crazy bastard! You told us to shoot first! Even if you die, it’s not our fault!”
Finally, the mage reluctantly waved his hand, and five spear points flew at me simultaneously.
Watching the menacing rock spears shooting toward me, I took a small deep breath.
‘Let’s pierce through.’
I have the unique constitution of being able to see through magic cores with the naked eye.
To make use of this constitution, the swordsmanship I wielded in my previous life had the nature of extreme speed.
– Couldn’t you pierce them from long range if you used something like arrows?
– I can’t shoot a bow. I’m terrible at it.
– Then what about javelins? You could throw them with mana infused.
– If I throw them, I’d have to go retrieve them. That’s annoying.
– Then what else would work?
– If other things worked that easily, I would have been an all-master instead of a sword master.
– Tch.
Renia had suggested various methods to fully utilize my constitution. However, since nothing was as good as a sword, I cut through magic with a single blade until I died.
Even now after my regression, it wasn’t much different. To neutralize magic, I had no choice but to swing my sword. Only an aura-laden sword was fast and precise enough to pierce magic cores, and generally magic couldn’t achieve the accuracy and speed of swordsmanship.
But now it’s different.
‘I have spectral magic.’
Magic that uses light—the fastest magic I know of.
Moreover, with the barrier stone’s assistance, I’ve dramatically increased my casting speed.
And that’s not all.
I also have Eclat, Airidd’s treasure.
So this kind of feat is possible.
——Crack!
I raised Ecla. The next moment, a single beam of light shot from Ecla’s prism and pierced through the rocky spear floating in the sky.
Just one thin beam of light. However, its aftermath was beyond imagination.
Crack!
The rocky spear with its core collapsed crumbled.
“Wh-what?”
The mage made a dumbfounded sound seeing it completely disintegrate in midair and scatter as dust.
From their perspective, it must have looked like the beam of light passed through and the structure of their magic collapsed.
“Wh-what are you doing! Focus!”
“I-I was focusing!”
“Shut up! Quickly make it again!”
When the lead mage barked at them, they created another long rocky sword.
Crack!
The result was the same.
The light shot from my prism instantly demolished the structure.
‘…Not bad performance.’
I clicked my tongue inwardly.
Originally, single-color magic is only at the 2nd tier level, but with Ecla’s assistance, it’s enhanced to 3rd tier or higher power.
Thanks to this, I could penetrate 3rd tier magic cores even with 2nd tier level spectral magic.
Crack!
Crackle!
Golden beams of light shot out one by one from Ecla’s hanging prism.
Each time, the magic they created crumbled one by one.
“Ah, ahh…”
Eventually, when several attempts all came to nothing, the lead mage raised one possibility.
“Could it be… Dispel?”
“D-Dispel?”
Dispel.
It was magic that Renia from my previous life used to favor.
A high-level magic that remotely strikes with vastly more mana and interference power than the opponent’s magic to disrupt the spell itself.
However, this technique I’m using isn’t dispel. The principle is different from dispel, and it’s dimensionally different in terms of mana efficiency.
I simply accelerated ordinary magic to its maximum and struck the vital point of the opponent’s magic.
“Then that mage is at least 7th tier…”
“That’s impossible.”
However, to the Ochre Tower mages who didn’t know this fact, it must have appeared as if they were facing a peerless master.
“Mon-monster…”
Someone said that.
In reality, I was simply walking leisurely while holding Ecla above my head like carrying a torch.
That was all. Yet every magic flying toward me was neutralized as if hit by dispel.
I raised the corners of my mouth while receiving looks of fear and awe.
Neither confirming nor denying.
“So, want to try more?”
Against mages of 3rd tier or below, I could have absolute superiority even if a whole bunch came.
I confirmed that fact.
‘Poor endurance would be a weakness if anything.’
The mana stored in the barrier stone has limits.
It would be better to store it bit by bit when I have time.
As I was thinking that and took another step forward…
“…W-we surrender!”
It didn’t even take several minutes to subdue five 3rd tier mages. I had broken the fighting spirit of five 3rd tier mages without using a single attack spell.
“…What kind of trick did you pull this time?”
Sheril looked at me with an expression of disbelief. I waved Ecla in my hand as if showing off.
“How about it. Right now, I’m probably utilizing spectral magic better than most Airidd mages, aren’t I?”
“…To be honest… I’m not even sure if that can be called spectral magic.”
We were having such trivial conversation while tying ropes around the wrists of the surrendered mages.
“What the hell is all this commotion!”
From the landing, a middle-aged mage came down huffing with rough footsteps.
The robe he wore was different in color from what the mages I just subdued were wearing. It meant a higher position.
Then that man likely knows about Victor.
“Who are you! How dare you in the Ochre Tower…!”
The moment the mage was about to shout at me.
Thud.
Instead of answering, I kicked off the ground.
Looking at his attitude, it was clear he wouldn’t tell me if I asked normally.
If we’re going to fight anyway, the one who takes the initiative gains control.
“What!”
The middle-aged mage hastily raised his staff. Stone from the floor rose up to form a barrier.
I didn’t stop and swung Ecla.
A combination of red and blue. A purple flash struck the barrier hard.
Crash!
Cracks spread through the barrier as fragments scattered. The middle-aged mage looked visibly flustered.
“This is… could it be Airidd’s…?”
He was certainly quicker on the uptake than the previous mages.
But it was already too late.
I raised my foot and kicked the barrier.
Crack!
Our eyes met through the crumbling barrier.
The middle-aged mage reached out to counterattack, but my movement was faster.
Using the shattered stone as a foothold, I dove toward his flank.
I shot a golden flash from Ecla to disrupt his incantation.
The mage staggered backward.
“Red.”
Taking advantage of that opening, I fired another spell.
A rapid assault that gave him no time to breathe.
The middle-aged mage broke into a cold sweat as he continued raising barriers.
‘…Weak.’
The mage couldn’t even put up decent resistance, desperately focused on blocking my attacks.
Though he was 6th tier, which I had inwardly hoped for, his combat experience was extremely lacking.
Compared to Kail, whom I’d fought recently, he was like a child.
Well, what could you expect from a scholar holed up in some tower room doing research.
“Ugh!”
I continued pressing my advantage.
Attack, retreat, strike at openings again. The flowing combination turned the mage’s complexion ashen.
“H-how can a 5th tier do this…?”
Rumble rumble rumble.
Unable to withstand the assault any longer, the mage pulled up entire sections of the lobby’s stone to create a massive wall.
I didn’t have the firepower to break through such a thick barrier.
I had no choice but to step back.
The middle-aged mage gasped for breath through gaps in the broken stone wall and shouted.
“Who the hell are you! Attacking without warning! Even if you’re from Airidd, do you think you can turn a mage tower into a battlefield!”
It was a fair point.
As if agreeing, Sheril nodded vigorously.
I ignored her and asked.
“Whatever. Are you the tower lord?”
“…What?”
“I asked if you’re the lord of this Amber Tower.”
“You bastard, did you come to see the tower lord?”
From his reaction, he didn’t seem to be the tower lord.
Well, if he were the tower lord with such pathetic skills, I would have been greatly disappointed.
“Then who are you?”
“Chief researcher. My name is Giles.”
Chief researcher, huh.
Someone of that position would know well how the tower operates.
“Alright, Giles. Let me ask you one thing. There should be a man named Victor Otto in this tower right now. Do you happen to know him?”
At those words, the middle-aged mage, Giles, frowned.
“What kind of situation would make Airidd look for Victor?”
“I’m that man’s sponsor.”
“…Victor’s sponsor is… a mage from Airidd?”
Giles’s voice was filled with bewilderment.
Airidd was a great house with power rivaling Benheim. No mage welcomed being entangled with the great magic families.
But Giles was different. After pondering for a moment, he smiled with snake-like greed.
“Haha. My apologies to Airidd, but that fellow Victor embezzled the tower’s money. So we cannot release Victor until he compensates for the embezzled amount.”
“Embezzlement? Victor did?”
“That’s right. He’s a criminal who pocketed research funds provided by the tower and fled. Of course, if Airidd compensates on his behalf, we might specially overlook the matter.”
Hearing that, I roughly understood the situation.
“To summarize, Giles, your reason for bringing Victor here is… to recover the money the tower provided to Victor?”
“Correct. It’s a legitimate exercise of rights.”
I turned my head to ask Sheril, who was watching me with a bored expression from near the entrance.
“Do towers usually demand research funds back from expelled mages?”
“How could that be possible? Then who would want to join a tower? Even other families’ towers don’t recover support funds as a principle.”
“As far as I know, they don’t. That old man’s a complete fraud.”
Renia chimed in as well.
The whole story became clear in my mind.
That bastard Giles was using his authority as chief researcher to try to fleece Victor’s pockets.
He was even planning to extort that money from me, or more precisely, from Airidd.
‘Even if they’re a great magic family, this calculation must be based on the belief that they wouldn’t dare touch the Amber Tower carelessly.’
A sigh escaped me naturally.
There’s a limit to how ignorant of the world one can be.
Beyond stupid, it’s pathetic.
Well, even during the war, there were plenty of two-faced hyenas, so now wouldn’t be much different.
“Giles, was it?”
“That’s right.”
“You need a beating to come to your senses.”
“Huh…?”
“Clench your molars tight.”
As soon as I finished speaking, I rushed at Giles.
“Ugh! What are you doing all of a sudden!”
Giles panicked and frantically waved his hands.
Rock walls rose up on both sides of me.
Walls approaching from both sides.
A situation that couldn’t be handled with light magic.
“Tsk.”
Can’t be helped.
I put away Eclat and drew Benheim’s treasured sword.
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It was more than ten minutes later when Melchior Bazet, master of the Amber Tower, detected the commotion.
Melchior, who had been deep in meditation on the tower’s top floor, opened his eyes at the faint vibrations coming from the lower floors.
“…What’s going on?”
“Well… a mage came to the first floor and is causing a disturbance.”
“What?”
The Amber Tower was one of the Empire’s seven towers.
There couldn’t be any fool who would barge into such a prestigious tower and cause trouble.
No, there weren’t none.
If it was a mage with backing powerful enough to justify causing trouble, that would be a different story.
“Guide me there.”
So Melchior headed to the tower’s lobby.
“Good heavens…”
He frowned at the scene before him.
There was no chaos like this chaos.
The lobby floor was torn up, pillars were broken. And chief researcher Giles was buried in the debris with his eyes rolled back.
“…Who are you?”
At Melchior’s question, the ash-haired young man standing on the debris turned his head.
“Who are you?”
“Melchior Bazet. Master of the Amber Tower. Now, please tell me. Why did you cause such a disturbance?”
“Ah, the Tower Lord?”
The young man actually looked pleased.
“Tower Lord, please explain first. What exactly is going on here?”
“An explanation?”
“Is it right for a tower to commit kidnapping and extortion?”
The young man came out boldly.
Melchior was a top-tier 6th rank mage. As such, he immediately recognized that the young man before him was the perpetrator of all this devastation.
‘5th rank… mid-tier. But how…’
The number of mages fallen in the lobby was no less than a dozen.
Even one of them, chief researcher Giles, was a 6th rank mage.
Did this young man alone subdue all of them?
It was absurd.
It was absurd, but…
“…”
Melchior examined the young man’s face carefully.
He looked familiar somehow.
“…Ah.”
Only then did he understand.
The young man’s face had remained in his memory.
Half a year ago, the Tower Lord had also attended the Grand Mage Council as master of the Amber Tower.
There was one young man who had captured everyone’s attention then…
“…What brings Benheim’s son-in-law here?”
Melchior sighed and bowed his head, showing the utmost courtesy.
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