Chapter 69. Visitors (3)
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It seemed that these mages were prepared in advance when the news spread in Wiesel that they had left.
They knew that to capture Damien they would have to fight Sylverine.
There was also a high probability that they raised the river level so that they would change their route. If the person responsible had influence in the Empire, it would be easier to hide this event because it was within its borders.
“What do you plan to do with Damien?”
“The boy will die here.”
“…What crime has he committed?”
“Don’t meddle anymore.”
Sylverine felt sorry for Damien.
Fate was too cruel to him. His life was so twisted that he became the enemy of these mages at such a young age.
Damien was just a poor boy until he encountered Sylverine. It was reasonable that he lacked any connections to nobles of high rank.
She was the reason he had survived so far.
She stared at the icicles.
It was an intermediate spell not special, but due to their large number, it would be more powerful than a high rank spell.
Moreover, this spell contrasted with the magical attribute that Sylverine mainly used. They had planned a way to deal with her. Posted only on NovelUtopia.com
Most mages would not be able to survive this attack.
But that was all.
The capital of the Empire was in the warm south, but the north was a different story, where death could come any day.
No matter the numbers, no matter the difference in attributes, nothing really had any effect on Sylverine.
She wondered what their intentions were.
They did not mind risking their lives to get Damien.
Or did they have the arrogant confidence that they could defeat Sylverine?
“That’s an amazing spell. Honestly, I’m amazed.”
“I’m beginning to wonder who your teacher is.”
“He’s not on the same level as you.”
“Who is he?”
“He is the Mage King.”
She shook her head.
When she heard the answer she realized it was the second choice.
Countless people in the world considered themselves to be the best mages.
They were under the false impression that God had selected them.
They were idiots who craved power at all costs. When their power reached its limit, they resorted to black magic even as they destroyed themselves.
There was no way to talk to them.
“Not to abandon my student.”
“This situation will not end well.”
Sylverine wanted to end this quickly.
The mana began to build up around her.
Her hair began to float, it seemed as if gravity had disappeared.
The whole world went dark, as if there had been an eclipse.
A flame, rising from Sylverine’s feet, enveloped her completely.
The mages around her shuddered.
They felt a magical pressure they had never experienced before.
Her mana was much denser than any human’s.
Although most were intermediate rank mages, they could not withstand the magical pressure and collapsed one by one, foaming at the mouth.
Moreover, their gazes were not directed at her.
When Sylverine’s mana exploded, an unknown being appeared in the sky.
The mage, who stood before her, shouted,
“Shoot for the sky!”
They felt oppressed by the presence that was there.
The icicles changed direction and rushed into the black sky.
The mages recited the spell.
Thousands of icicles appeared in the air.
Again they flew into the coal-black sky.
But the unknown being was not harmed.
The magical pressure became even stronger.
The mage, who stood before Sylverine, knelt down.
It was rare for a mage to collapse because he could not withstand the magical pressure.
Eyes as big as a house appeared in the sky.
They fiercely looked down. The world was dyed red.
This supernatural being, who caused the others to kneel, only felt anger towards the things that were on earth.
Even those who tried to flee, could not resist the magical pressure.
One minute seemed like an hour.
He didn’t know much about mages, so he didn’t want to confront them.
He had to accept that he was not yet qualified to do so.
The best he could do now was to trust Sylverine.
He continued to look out the carriage window.
The fog slowly dissipated.
There were strange movements among the trees near the carriage.
People were approaching the carriages.
He could see them as they came out of the forest.
They were wearing masks.
They looked like the ones he had seen in his dream.
They fenced the carriages as they approached.
Lilia and the others were in danger.
Just as he was about to open the carriage door to get out, Sylverine’s words came to his mind. She had asked him not to go out.
He wondered if she knew this would happen.
He hesitated for a moment.