Chapter 181

Chapter 181

TL/Editor: raei

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"What?"

The head of the Golden Rule Society, Regent Antios, was taken aback by the sudden report.

"Walter was taken out?"

"Yes, Regent."

Demon wizard Walter was a black wizard tasked with mining amber under Antios' orders. It was a simple enough mission, so Antios had only been receiving periodic reports, but one day, Walter's communications suddenly stopped.

Antios sent people to search for Walter's whereabouts, resulting in this bizarre report.

"After interrogating the remnants of the escaped kobolds..." the black wizard spoke with an uncertain voice, as if he couldn't make sense of it. "A black-haired wizard attacked Walter..."

"A black-haired wizard?"

The reporting wizard was baffled, but Antios was equally confused. If it was a black-haired wizard, wasn't that one of the Golden Rule Society's black wizards?

There were many black-haired wizards in the Golden Rule Society. They actively recruited those with pure Golden Imperial blood, ostensibly to carry on the legacy of the old Golden Empire. The fact that black hair was unwelcome in the Empire also played a role. The oppressed always wanted for power, after all.

"What's more, he even raided our warehouse, stealing the stored amber and tapestries..."

"What an insufferable bastard!" Antios couldn't hide his anger as he heard about the damage inflicted on the Golden Rule Society. The Golden Rule Society was a secret organization. It was already difficult enough to recruit new members, and now their external activities were being hindered!

"I understand. Be cautious of the Pope's knights and lie low to observe the situation."

"I will follow your orders."

After ending the communication, Antios fell into thought for a moment. He felt like he had experienced a situation like this before.

'Come to think of it.'

Celestial Wizard Bertholdt. According to the necromancer's report, his activities were thwarted by Sir Leshach and the wizard Ian.

'Wizard Ian?'

'Yes! He was a black-haired Golden Imperial!'

He remembered now. Wizard Ian. The wizard who created a lightning spear with his bare hands and defeated Bertholdt.

Antios brought out a map and began marking the locations where the incidents occurred. It traced a path from the center of the Empire towards the southwest.

"...?"

As he stared at the map, Antios felt something odd. The place at the end of the path seemed strangely familiar.

"Trap Operation?"

Antios' gaze stopped on Baron Vincents' domain. That was where the transmuter Karenne was carrying out 'Trap Operation'.

Just then, a woman's face appeared in the demon's mirror.

"Regent!"

"...Karenne."

It was the transmuter Karenne. Having lost her body, she was parasitizing some young man's body.

"What's the matter? How's the operation going?"

"Look at the state I'm in! It's f*cked! sh*t!"

Antios momentarily blanked out at Karenne's coarse cursing... True to her words, the operation was undoubtedly ruined.

"Pentagon got beaten like a dog and driven off! F*ck! One of those wizards knew how to use barbarian magic!"

Antios rubbed his aching head for a while. Blood Lord Pentagon was beaten like a dog? And they even exorcised demons with barbarian magic? What nonsense...!

"Are you sure, Karenne? This is the Holy Empire, not the northern colonies..."

"F*ck! Can't you see me? We're ruined! Totally f*cked!"

The agitated Karenne spoke rapidly. "Ian! Some bastard called Wizard Ian came with northern magic!"

"...Karenne. Did you just say Ian..."

"Yeah! Ian! The guy who walks around with a crow, and has a head as black as a crow!"

Black-haired wizard, Ian.

Antios glanced at the map on his desk. Demon wizard Walter. Celestial Wizard Bertholdt. And transmuter Karenne. All the Society's plans had been thwarted by this Ian fellow.

'...No way.'

Antios swallowed hard. This wizard Ian... Was he going around destroying the Golden Rule Society's grand plans?!

What? Since he was a science student, shouldn't he be good at calculations?

How dare you equate dirty arithmetic with beautiful mathematics! Such blasphemy!

Anyway, Ian judged that it would be better to practice magic than wrestle with paperwork. So he occasionally climbed the hill to level up his earth magic. It was perfect for earth magic training, being a place full of earth energy.

[Lv UP!]

[Skill: Earth Magic – Lv 3]

[You're quite a decent earth wizard.]

'Oho.'

Ian nodded as he looked over his improved earth magic level.

[Your [Bouncing Pebble (Lv2)] has been replaced with [Rock Fragment (Lv3)]!]

In the previous battle, Ian had clearly felt it. The more diverse the magic, the better, and the higher the skill level, the better. Especially since skill levels were directly related to the power of skill card magic, he had to pay attention to them.

While practicing magic, Ian also looked over his fellow wizards' studies in his spare time.

"Kira, how's your study going these days?"

"So-so."

"How about you, Maria? Are the ghosts not bothering you?"

"No. The ghosts are afraid of the [Arcana Card] you gave me earlier."

"That's good."

"Hehe. You're so kind."

"..."

Belenka and Jubal were going out every day to maintain public order. Since the knight who used to handle trials had died, Belenka was even doubling as a temporary judge.

In the midst of this, a letter arrived for Ian. It was on his desk when he woke up. It was an extremely suspicious letter. When he opened it, sure enough, it was from a devious person.

[Listen to the traveler's opinion, and good things will happen – Gerard]

"What the hell."

It was a letter from the space-time wizard Gerard. The content was so sparse it was almost laughable. Listen to what the traveler has to say?

'Now I understand why my master hated space-time wizards.'

His master, Eredith, would grimace whenever Gerard was mentioned. He didn't understand then, but now that he'd experienced it, he got it. Space-time wizards were all sly bastards.

"What is this, really."

Fortunately(?), Ian's curiosity was soon satisfied. Belenka reported that a guest had arrived.

"Ian. A guest has come, but..."

"Hm?"

Now that's a fresh reaction. Belenka spoke in a voice that didn't know what to do, twisting her body. Like that... She looked just like a young girl! A completely different image from her usual self, swinging heads around left and right.

"What. Did the Emperor come?"

"No. I don't care about that bastard."

"..."

Belenka dismissed the Holy Empire's Emperor as 'that bastard'. There was someone else who made Belenka act girlish.

"Master..."

"?"

"The Sword Master is here!"

"???"

Ian rushed out to the street. There stood familiar warriors in a line.

"Salvador?"

"Oh! Ian, my boy!"

The guests visiting Baron Vincents' domain were none other than Sword Master Salvador and the Knights of Saint Santiago.

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