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Chapter 80 – Silver Medal of Merit (2)

Theodore, who had lost consciousness for more than a fortnight, seemed to be sleeping comfortably. However, he was actually in danger. Even if it was just a fragment, Alfred had been named a war hero and the power of his soul was beyond the limit which Theodore could accept. If Theo had attempted to get his hands on all that power, his ego would be shattered like broken glass.

Theo knew that intuitively and chose the next best thing. He might have to give up inheriting all of the power, but it would surely separate Alfred's and Theo's souls.

Surrounded by darkness in the world of his mind, Theo gradually noticed that he was regaining his senses. It was evidence that his mind and body had recovered enough to wake up from the dormancy.

'Is it time to wake up? Thank goodness I somehow succeeded.' Theo looked down at himself with a sigh.

Not long ago, he had stood at the boundary between Alfred and Theodore and hadn't been able to tell who he was. It was only a few hours ago that Theo had returned. He had barely managed to win by walking the tightrope with a precipice below him.

Although Alfred's life had been short-lived, Theo was a young man of only 20 years old. However, Theo was pushed to his limits when it came to the depth of his life and his experiences.

Finally, his consciousness stirred as his eyelids pushed up. "Umm…"

'Stiff.' After not waking up for more than a fortnight, the way he felt could be summarized with that one word. His muscles were stiff like a tightrope, and his joints creaked continuously.

Despite receiving treatment from the royal family, a fortnight was too long. Even his upper torso and spine were aching slightly. Theo eventually gave up on trying to get up and lay down quietly.

'Damn, how long have I been lying down? If I am this stiff, I must've been lying down for at least a week.' He wanted to get up quickly, but it was obvious that he would be seriously injured if he moved with his current body.

Theodore diagnosed his condition using Lee Yoonsung's experience and sighed with relief. He barely noticed it in his mental state, but he might have to rest a few more days. Despite that, he wanted to know where this place was and what had happened to his mentor.

The only consolation he had was what he got from this incident.

'This…? Is it Alfred's senses?' At that time, Theo flinched as he felt a sense of heterogeneity.

Unlike his five senses, this was a sense which wasn't attached to his body. Indescribable information tickled his head.

This was different from Theo's sensory perception which seemed like his five senses were just extremely sensitive. Alfred's talent seemed to be able to see a bit into the future. Born with innate qualities, it was a sixth sense which seemed to bloom on the battlefield. It was one of the reasons why he had become a war hero with only the weapon called Magic Bullet.

However, that didn't mean Theodore's sixth sense had reached the same level as Alfred's.

"…It's hard. It will take awhile to get used to it." Theo closed his eyes for a while and concentrated, before shaking his head.

This was a gift given by Alfred Bellontes, and it was like suddenly obtaining fish gills. Usually, ordinary people wouldn't know who to breathe with gills. Theo had acquired the ability, but he would have to spend a lot of time and experience to fully exploit this talent.

However, it wasn't impossible, so Theo couldn't help smiling.

'Prince Alfred has disappeared, but his traces still remain. I can clearly remember the feelings we shared while fighting together. If I follow that feeling, I will surely reach it again soon.'

Due to having joined together with Alfred, Theo had become strong enough to face the terrifying 'Pride.' Theo's aim was to become strong enough to knock Pride down. Now that he had faced Superbia once, there was no way to avoid being hostile to it.

'I will win next time.' Theo formed a fist as he made such a determination.

"…Theo…"

Theo froze as he heard a voice out of nowhere. 'W-What? Who else besides me is in this room?'

He hadn't been aware of it because his senses were dull. Where were they? Theo thought of the expressions he had been showing and wanted to hide inside a hole. However, the person only mumbled Theo's name once before falling silent.

Theo was puzzled by the silence, and he lifted his head up carefully. It was then that he was able to see someone.

"Theoo… dead… no…" Sylvia was sleeping in a chair and mumbling ominous things while drooling.

That reminded him, how had she been? He'd had no contact with her since returning from the Miller Barony. Due to his identity as the disciple of the Blue Tower Master, it would be hard for her to walk around for private reasons. Theo himself had been busy with Veronica's special training and then the mission.

That's why Sylvia came to visit him.

'Is this place Mana-vil's infirmary?'

Veronica seemed to have brought him and Ellenoa back to Mana-vil after defeating Superbia. Theo quickly reached this conclusion and lay back down with a smile. It was a bit awkward, but seeing Sylvia's sleeping face was quite nice.

At that time, he felt a familiar sense of discomfort in his left hand.

-…You woke up, User.

'Gluttony.'

Just like him, Gluttony had woken up from its dormancy.

–For the time being, it is impossible to get the same privilege as last time. I won't be able to release my autonomic function until the next seal is released.

'You won't be able to exercise your autonomic function?'

–I am also part of the grimoire, so the system has authority over me. It is possible to put a temporary ban on me after I released the 4th Seal through such an unusual path.

Indeed, no matter how much it wanted to, Gluttony couldn't release its own seals.

–Then, hurry, next seal…

Theo nodded as Gluttony fell asleep again. It seemed like Gluttony had also been challenged during the fight against Superbia. Maybe it would be difficult to talk like before until the next seal was lifted.

As the infirmary quieted down again, Theo closed his eyes. He was going to rest until his body recovered. However, that silence didn't last long.

"Theo! You are awake now!" Vince, the middle-aged magician who came to visit, looked at him with a pleased expression.

* * *

Theo's mind might've been in a risky state, but his body was already completely cured.

It was because Ellenoa had focused on treating him for a few days, and there was no trauma except for his right arm. If he hadn't received a psychological shock, he would've regained consciousness the day after he collapsed.

Thanks to that, Theo had no problem telling his story. "…Yes, Elder Herman died."

Vince's face filled with regret as he heard about what happened to the convoy. Herman, a magician of the previous generation, had been there since Vince had been an apprentice.

Herman had been famous for his talent and ability to take care of his juniors, so he had been a spiritual pillar of the Red Tower. After his retirement, he had continued making strong contributions to Meltor.

The fact that he had died made Vince's heart ache. However, Vince soon suppressed his sadness, and his complexion returned to its original state. As a veteran war mage, he was accustomed to sending off many comrades on the battlefield.

He was just grateful that his senior had performed the mission to the end and returned his disciple safely.

"Then it is my turn."

After Theodore lost consciousness, he didn't know about anything which had happened outside his body. Thanks to Sylvia, Theo knew he was in Mana-vil's infirmary, but that was all.

A secret meeting had been held at the palace, and the high elf's convoy had been a topic of discussion for a few days. Theo had now become one of the greatest celebrities in the present Meltor Kingdom.

He was unfamiliar with people's attention, so his forehead immediately creased as he frowned.

Sylvia was also listening in, and her eyes shone at the words. "Wow! Great, Theo! You are probably the only one who has become so famous at our age!"

"Well, Sylvia's words aren't wrong," Vince chimed in playfully. "An academy student won against a tower master's disciple, and a few days later, he defeated the elder lich. Not long after that, you rescued a high elf. This might just by the introduction of a remarkable hero."

"B-But Professor was with me as well…!"

"That isn't important. The royal family has already started work promoting you as a hero."

Then Vince pulled out a newspaper and showed him the contents. Theo's eyes shook as he read the contents while lying down. By the end of it, he was shaking almost at the level of a seizure. It was the announcement of a national scale event.

"M-Medal ceremony? Furthermore, a court ball?!"

The court ball was a social event held several times a year in any other kingdom, but it had a special significance here in Meltor.

The king of Meltor, Kurt III, hated useless luxuries. His character was known for avoiding excesses, so this applied to the ball at well. It was said that there were no court balls in Meltor except when the delegation of another kingdom visited, or at the opening or closing ceremony of the magic contest.

However, the letters written in the newspaper didn't make sense.

"This is all because of me…?"

Hearing his disciple's disbelieving voice, Vince affirmed, "That's right. Perhaps they want to highlight your presence over what happened to the high elf convoy. Comedy is always used to conceal tragedy."

"Am I worth that much?"

"Of course. Although if they were only going to use your name, you wouldn't have been awarded a medal."

'Medal, medal…' Theo gazed at the illustration drawn in the newspaper.

'Silver Medal of Merit?' He had read the books in the academy's library, but he had little knowledge about this type of thing. Theo wasn't interested in things related to the nobility and preferred to read the encyclopedia about monsters.

'Is this medal that great?'

As Theo gazed at it, Vince spoke in a pleased voice, "By the way, that is the Silver Medal of Merit! It has been 30 years since someone last received it. I never thought that it would be my disciple, Theodore!"

"…Professor?"

"Is it unbelievable? Well, that is understandable. It is a medal equivalent to a viscount title."

Theodore tried to stop Vince who had misunderstood him, but his words were blocked.

A medal equivalent to a viscount title…? Something so preposterous existed in this country…? If this were true, it meant that the value of the medal couldn't be converted into money.

Soon, the reason emerged from Vince's mouth, "The Silver Medal of Merit is worth a national treasure. You will probably receive a national treasure at the medal ceremony! You should be surprised and happy!"

'…National treasure?'

One beat—no, two beats later, Theodore's mouth dropped open.

Chapter 81 – Silver Medal of Merit (3)

News that the main character, Theodore Miller, had woken up was soon reported to the royal palace.

Even so, the court ball couldn't be held right away. Therefore, the preparations took place while Theo recovered in bed. The date was decided to be four days after Theodore was discharged.

Thanks to him, Mana-vil Capital was suffering from an unprecedented boom.

Even though only the nobles could participate in the court ball directly, performers and wine were released onto the streets. The quantity of wine required was so large that it set a fire under the feet of the merchants, who had been idle after the Magic Contest.

"Alcohol! We need alcohol! Hey, is there anything left in the warehouse?"

"No! We've run out a long time ago! Why is there an event this large so soon after the Magic Contest?"

"There isn't enough alcohol now? If there is no volume at the store, go and strangle some from the merchant companies!"

"No, this is the first time since I've lived that there isn't enough pork!"

None of the people around him, including the court people and tower masters, had expected the king to declare a court ball. So, it was too late for even the top merchant companies closely associated with the nobles to react. The small and mid-sized merchants struggled to pull up any remaining stock that they had as Mana-vil was more vigorous than ever before.

"What is all this fuss about?"

It wasn't just the merchants but also the guards who were suffering from this.

The number of people who entered Mana-vil, the capital of Meltor, was enormous. The biggest event of the year had been the Magic Contest, so after it was over, it was like heaven to the guards. Yet, having been placed on duty again, all the off-duty patrols and guards were now irritated.

The sight of more than 100,000 guards circulating day and night was spectacular in itself. This was evidence of how great the court ball was.

Shortly afterwards, the news of the court ball spread throughout the entire northern continent.

"What? The Meltor Kingdom has called a court ball?"

The other countries didn't have time to dispatch ambassadors or people to the sudden event, but there was a lot of interest in the ball and its protagonist. Even if they were publicly disclosed, Theo's achievements were hard to believe.

Some watched with interested eyes while others criticized him as a hero created by Meltor.

"Isn't it vulgar to spread a foolish story about a hero to increase their national power?"

"Elder lich? If such a thing existed, a campaign would've been launched to take care of it. Meltor must be attempting to mislead the people with ridiculous rumours."

Some were convinced while others reacted violently.

Regardless of whether they believed it or not, time passed by. Then as the date set by the Meltor Kingdom approached, the kingdom naturally fell silent as the people waited for the festival.

Thus, the day of the court ball dawned.

* * *

"Eh?" Theo felt strange as he tightened his tie with his good hand.

So far, he had to be helped by others whenever he wore any finery like a tailcoat. At the awards ceremony, he'd needed Vince's help, and Earl Bergen's servants had helped Theo during his stay there.

However, he was now wearing this outfit by himself.

'There are no wrinkles or folds, so is it okay?' Theo looked at himself in the mirror.

He hadn't even given it much thought while wearing it. His body just moved like he was accustomed to wearing such clothing. Theo casually arranged the sleeves, collar, and tie pin. The movements of his hand weren't possible unless he had considerable experience.

Theo had grown up in a rural estate and only worn the academy's uniforms after that, so he shouldn't be that familiar with it. However, Theodore was able to guess the cause.

"…He was a hero and prince." He laughed lightly as he tightened the tie and then looked down at his palm.

Alfred Bellontes had been a war hero, but he had also been the third prince of the Bellontes Principality which led the War of Independence. It meant Alfred had been an existence whose status couldn't be downgraded. Such a person couldn't be ignorant of etiquette or laws.

Maybe the sixth sense wasn't the only thing to flow into Theo's body after 'Transmission' was used. He didn't know it yet, but his method of walking and posture were slightly different from before.

It was due to the spirit of royalty.

Creak.

At that moment, the door of the waiting room opened.

"Theo, how are the preparations going?" Vince entered the room without any hesitation, and his eyes widened as he saw Theo's clothing.

According to the attendants, Theo hadn't worn the clothing, yet here he was, perfectly dressed. Everything was perfect, from the posture to the atmosphere around him. If it wasn't for Theo's familiar face, Vince might've mistaken Theo for someone else.

Vince opened his mouth and spoke with a satisfied expression, "Excellent. I don���t need to call some attendants."

Then he put a box on the table and unlocked it quickly. The inside of the iron box was revealed with a snapping sound. The item inside was a luxurious cloth embroidered with red and gold thread. Theo was aware of the identity and nodded. "A robe of the Red Tower?"

"That's right."

It wasn't a normal robe. Generally, mass-produced items didn't have such complicated patterns nor did they use such good cloth. Additionally, the magic placed on mass-produced items was only at a certain level.

However, the magic power coming from this crimson robe was around the same level as the magic imbued in a rare artifact. The crimson robe was then tied around Theodore's neck.

"Oh…!" Vince said admiringly as he looked at Theo.

The red robes fluttered like a flame as they wrapped around Theo like a coat. Theo was wearing a black suit, so the robe gave him a great finish as a magician. This was all done in preparation for the ball.

The two of them then spent some time exchanging personal stories, and Vince kindly warned Theo what to be careful about. Theo was calm for his age, but the nobles had tongues like snakes.

"Finally, don't bend your back." Vince put his hand on Theo's waist while saying so. "You are the main character of this ball. Who can be rude to you, the one who is receiving His Majesty's medal? You don't need to make enemies, but you don't need to shrink back before anyone either."

"I will do so."

"Well, you will do well even without me saying anything."

Theo had already met high ranking people: the Blue Tower Master; the Red Tower Master; and Kurt III. So, he wouldn't be scared even if he encountered a marquis or a duke as far more extravagant people were hanging around him. Truth be told, Veronica's fist was far scarier than the power of the nobles.

'I can't see her fist properly… that is much scarier…'

Theo ignored his shivering and turned around because he heard a voice calling him.

"Baron Miller! Please enter the venue!"

Vince and Theo met each other's gazes for a moment. Simultaneously, Vince patted Theodore's shoulders. "Now, go first. I'll see you later in the ballroom."

"Yes, Master." Theo left Vince behind and followed the guide.

Thump, thump. His heart pounded every time he took a step.

Theo's keen senses picked up the presences of hundreds of people, and he knew that they were all waiting for him. He could never get accustomed to this amount of interest in him. Theo had been hurt by all the interest he'd received previously in school. Still… 'I'm not trembling thanks to you, Prince Alfred.'

Alfred had learned dignity as royalty and as a hero. In both cases, Alfred hadn't been the type to shrink back from ordinary nobles.

It was only a fraction of Alfred's but Theo had a similar air wrapped around him. The tension of standing before all those people faded into nothingness. After all, a tiger wouldn't be intimidated by a herd of dogs.

At that moment, the host's voice started booming loudly, "Then let me introduce him! The main character of this ball and the first recipient of the Silver Medal of Merit in 30 years…!"

Theo took a few steps further than the guide and found the spot designated to him. There was only a curtain blocking him from the ballroom. Shortly after that, the barrier was taken away as a loud voice said, "The Red Tower's Average ranked magician, Baron Theodore Miller!"

As Theo took a step forward, he was covered by a dazzling light. 'Don't shrink back.'

This wide ballroom was Theo's stage. The grace left behind by Alfred and Theodore's upright nature were displayed in his steps. Some of the nobles expecting to make fun of a rural baron were confused as they murmured to each other.

"No, isn't he a member of a declining noble family?"

"No matter how I look, he seems like a young master from a good family…"

"He must have a good education. It isn't easy to not shake in a big place like this."

Their evaluations of Theo were good.

Theodore stopped five paces before Kurt III, who was waiting for him at the high podium. Theo naturally fell to one knee, not as a noble but as a magician. However, he didn't seem subservient and looked more imposing than the nobles surrounding him.

"An Average of the Red Tower, Baron Theodore Miller greets the Great Sun of Meltor."

Kurt III laughed with a cheerful expression at Theodore's greeting.

"You can rise, Young Hero."

Theo didn't rush as he got up. It was dignified without being impudent. This was an exquisite balance which even veteran nobles couldn't easily imitate.

Kurt III admired him from the podium. In order to honour the hero who had accomplished praiseworthy feats, the king was standing at the same level as his servants. How many people in the records had achieved such glory at the age of 20? He wasn't sure but there wouldn't be many.

In front of hundreds of eyes, the king and hero faced each other.

"Theodore Miller, listen," Kurt III said with a small box in his hand. "You have rescued a high elf from slavery and saved her from an unknown enemy. This feat is one that can never be disparaged. Such a loyal servant deserves to be rewarded."

He placed the box on Theodore's hand and declared with a profound voice, "Listen carefully."

All the nobles and magicians present lowered their bodies. Then as Theodore knelt down again, Kurt III knocked on Theodore's shoulder.

"From this moment on, Baron Theodore Miller will be given the title of a viscount, and he will be awarded with the Silver Medal of Merit! Additionally, he will be given 1,000 gold coins, a national treasure, and this court ball to recognize his glory!"

"We will obey, Your Majesty!" The crowd's thunderous cheers announced the start of the court ball.

Chapter 82 – National Treasure Umbra #1

Kurt III's speech ended and the ballroom was instantly filled with joyful music.

♪♬♩♬!

The court musicians didn't usually have a place to show off their skills, so they didn't miss this chance. The musicians literally used their whole body to pull out beautiful tones from various musical instruments as the sound filled the spacious ballroom. People were naturally attracted to the music, and the number of men and women dancing with each other increased.

It was a great performance that caused even Theodore to shake his shoulders. However, Kurt III hadn't moved from before him despite having handed over the medal.

"Hmm, all the formal procedures are finished." Kurt looked at Theo with his purple eyes and said, "There is a separate person in charge of handing you the national treasure. It isn't hard to recognize the person, so just act according to their instructions."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

"Then have a great time. You should mingle with the people waiting for you."

As soon as Kurt finished speaking, a group of nobles gathered in a place not far away.

People with intelligence and influence in the capital had responded to the sudden ball. Most of them were more powerful and cunning than Earl Bergen. These old snakes were just waiting for Kurt to leave so they could descend on Theodore.

This was the young hero's social debut.

"I look forward to your work in the future, Theodore Miller," Kurt said as he tapped on Theo's shoulders, before moving aide.

No matter how high ranking the noble, they couldn't surround Theo with the king in front of him. Thanks to that, the area around the podium was clear for a moment. It was a golden opportunity for Theo who didn't like this type of bustle.

He quickly stepped down from the podium. 'Okay, I should move quickly toward Master or other people from the magic towers. Who will come to a place where high-ranking magicians are?'

At least in Meltor, the status of the magicians were equal to the nobles. A 4th Circle magician was equivalent to a baron. After that, the number of 5th Circle magicians were drastically reduced due to the presence of the 'wall.' So, it was common for nobles to earnestly honor senior magicians.

However, a barrier of people formed in front of Theo as he had that thought.

"Ahh, Theodore!"

"It is nice to meet you, Viscount Miller!"

"It is an honour to meet you!"

There were dresses which revealed the body, ornaments hanging from the ears, and waists which gleamed in the light of the chandelier. Along with these, there were also colourful fabrics covering white skin.

'Soft!'

Dozens of nobles plastered themselves to Theodore while chattering. The soft flesh and sweet fragrance clouded his head.

'D-Dangerous. At this rate…!' Theodore had keen senses.

However, this was the first time that he experienced this type of offensive. Additionally, the charm of the girls who had been raised to increase the honor of their family was fatal. It was natural to manage their skin and body, while they learned how to talk and even trained in the art of capturing a man's eyes.

For them, Theodore Miller would be the most charming husband.

Many of the nobles were much older than them and were frequently involved with concubines as they weren't sincere. So, the young women would do anything to marry the handsome young man who was a hero.

"Viscount Miller, could you please dance a song with me?" A lady with golden hair wrapped her hand neatly around Theo's. The soft texture of her skin and the warmth conveyed made him embarrassed.

He didn't know what to do, as it was a situation where moving the wrong way could cause a situation. As he was thinking about what to do…

"…Wait a minute, Young Lady? Do you know who you are touching right now?" A voice rang out from somewhere. "I'm sorry, but that is mine. If you can't give him up, are you thinking about fighting with me? I don't care either way."

None of the people surrounding Theo dared to stand up to that voice. The pressure coming from the owner of that voice was intense, and there was a large gap in their statuses. Her appearance was revealed after the young women faded out of Theo's sight like a tide.

Just then, Veronica's face appeared in front of Theo. "Ah…!"

She was wearing a black dress which clung to her body, while her clear skin was enhanced by her crimson hair and transparent veil. Her exposed arms and even more exposed chest naturally attracted Theo's gaze. Compared to the upper body which had a lot of exposure, the bottom garment was a long skirt with a deep slit in the left side. The outfit might seem a bit crass, but once her natural presence was added, she shone like a queen.

Theodore, the young men, and the beauties confident in their own beauty couldn't help being silent.

Veronica laughed at them and grabbed the right hand of the newly freed Theo. Then as she pulled him into her arms, she whispered, "Okay, then shall I mingle with today's protagonist for one song?"

The areas where his hands were in close contact were hot. It wasn't due to the mood but the heat that Veronica was emitting. The heat wasn't unpleasant or hard to endure, but her scent and texture combined together to cloud his mind.

Theo grabbed the last bit of his reason and said, "Tower Master, I've never learned to dance."

"Uh, really?" Veronica's eyes widened for a moment before she smiled. "Don't worry about it. It is good enough if you move according to how I guide you."

"Guide?"

"Yes. In the east, there is a saying that 'martial arts' equals 'dance,' so it won't be hard for you to follow." She winked a golden eye at Theodore who was still frowning. "It will be okay. This kid, don't you believe in me?"

It was a question often asked by people who shouldn't be believed.

* * *

As a result, Theo and Veronica's dance was highly praised.

Veronica's words were correct as she had considerable skill, and he just needed to follow along. More than half the cheers were for Veronica, but there was some cheering for Theodore.

She touched him with a sweaty palm and said, "Now, shall we go out for a breath of fresh air?"

Theodore made a puzzled expression while Veronica smiled strangely and indicated toward a direction. It was the terrace of the ballroom which was covered with thick curtains. Simultaneously, Theo's face turned several times redder. "T-The terrace?"

"Yes, do you not want to?"

"That's not it, but…"

The reason why Theodore stuttered was simple. As she said, the ballroom's terrace was intended to be a resting place to cool off from the heat, but it was tacitly implied to be a place where men and women did covert activities. Theo wasn't well-versed in social knowledge, but he knew this much, so it was an embarrassing suggestion.

Veronica walked past a few people and disappeared beyond the curtain first, with Theo carefully following behind. It was probably an illusion, but he felt like the buzzing sounds increased behind him.

Finally, Theodore appeared on the terrace where Veronica was. She was in a position where one smooth leg was placed over the railing of the terrace. However, it wasn't a posture intended to seduce him. Rather, it seemed like she was trying to jump over the railing.

Theo felt like something was wrong and asked carefully, "Excuse me, Tower Master? Where are we going?"

"Huh? Don't you want to go to the place where your natural treasure is hidden?"

"…So this is why you wanted to go to the terrace?"

"Of course. What's wrong with that— …ahh."

Veronica finally realized the agony of a healthy young man and raised her index finger with a cheerful smile. "Heh, isn't it too early for you? You will have to grow a few more years before wanting to challenge this Veronica."

"T-That isn't it!"

"Okay, let's go. The location of the national treasure shouldn't be known to other people."

Without giving Theo time to make any excuses, Veronica swung her body over the railing first.

In the end, Theo also jumped from the terrace. It was different from what he had expected, but he couldn't neglect the national treasure. So, he followed Veronica's red hair through the royal gardens.

Less than five minutes later, the two people came to a stop.

'This place…?'

The place where Veronica led Theo was a huge fountain surrounded by marble sculptures in the center of the royal garden.

Before he had time to wonder where the national treasure was, she placed her left hand into the fountain and started to explain, "It is enough to keep common treasures in warehouses, but things like national treasures can't be kept in one place. Each one has such a mighty strength that they can't coexist. It is possible for some of them to explode when tied with space magic, so the royal palace decided to keep the national treasures in certain areas inside the palace."

As Veronica spoke, the place where she inserted her hand began to boil, and the water soon turned to steam. After all the water turned into steam, the bottom of the fountain was revealed. Then she climbed into the dried fountain and placed the palm of her left hand on the magic circle drawn on the bottom.

"The heads of the magic towers memorize different areas according to their position, and I am in charge of the national treasure hidden in this fountain. I know what is hidden, but I'll explain after it is taken out."

Magic power emerged endlessly from Veronica's left hand into the magic circle and broke it into pieces. Whenever a part of the magic circle broke, a green light emerged from the statue at the center of the fountain. Once there was only one left, it shone with a brilliant light.

It wasn't magic power or aura. This was a power which belonged to an area completely separate from Ellenoa's vitality.

Soon enough, Veronica dismantled the last of the seal.

Wuooooong!

As soon as the magic circle disappeared, the statue where the national treasure was hidden wriggled. It wasn't a power which mere marble could withstand. The sculpture couldn't withstand the massive eruption of power and eventually burst from the inside.

Kwajik! An emerald bead emerged from the debris of the statue.

It was indeed a strange sight.

"…What?" Theo couldn't help muttering when he saw the bead.

There was no sense of distance or presence, but no, that changed within a minute. The bead looked like it was in front of him as well as beyond the horizon. It felt light and fluffy but heavier than a sledge hammer.

Theo knew about all types of treasures, but he couldn't fathom such a strange thing. Therefore, he listened closely to Veronica's description.

"National treasure no. 3, Umbra." She came to Theo's side as she eyed the emerald bead. "It is the legacy of a species that resides on a different level from the material world in which we live. They are said to exist like spirits and don't know the concept of time and space. The one who has the bead can gain their abilities, but… I don't know anything more than that. Anyway…"

Veronica gently pushed Theo and said, "From now on, Umbra is yours. Take it right away."

Chapter 83 – National Treasure Umbra #2

Veronica's words seemed to reach the emerald bead as the brilliant light scattered like it was protecting itself from Theodore. Strangely, the light seemed to obscure the shape of the bead, but he couldn't feel the influence of magic power.

It was a natural instinct to be alert to the unknown. So, Theo couldn't touch it carelessly.

Theo didn't know how long he would've hesitated if Gluttony hadn't spoken up at that moment.

-…Hoh? You've brought me an interesting food, User.

At the same time, Theodore was able to feel a little bit of Gluttony's mood through their connection. There was an intense hunger and appetite due to the presence of Umbra. It was even more than when Gluttony saw the elder lich's Life Vessel.

Theo noticed this fact and asked, 'Do you know what that bead is?'

–Of course. It may not be a grimoire, but it is too taxing for you to digest right now. Gluttony continued speaking, That quarter dragon's explanation is half right, half wrong. Umbra isn't technically a species but a two-dimensional thing. It is a world where there are no boundaries between material and nonmaterial things, and it can't be understood using human common sense.

'In other words, Umbra is a type of other world?'

–You understand pretty fast. To be more precise, it is a primitive spiritual world. Unlike the material world, the other dimension is a place where only spirits can exist.

Magicians, who emphasized understanding the world more than aura users, recognized the existence of spiritual worlds a long time ago. Among them, the representative of spiritual worlds was the Elemental World. The Elemental World maintained the laws of nature and was one of the spiritual worlds closely linked to the material world. It was said that the first elementalists could access the Elemental World directly.

Throughout the worlds, there were also the Abyss, where evil spirits or evil gods resided, and spiritual worlds like Chaos, which was a whirlpool of chaos, but…

According to Gluttony's explanation, Umbra had a different shape.

–Hmm, don't be so concerned about it. A primitive world is incomplete and easy to collapse. In fact, Umbra is a world that was destroyed a long time ago, and this is nothing but a fragment of the destroyed world. If it hadn't been fixed by magic, then it would've vanished.

The prey suited its taste, so Gluttony wriggled its tongue.

–I will eat to my heart's content. I will take care of it!

At those words, Theo stretched out his left hand. Umbra struggled in the air as it felt an ominous feeling, but Veronica was prepared for this and her magic power bound it tightly. Above all, there was an existence more magical than it, so Umbra couldn't escape from the magician's hand.

Eventually, Theodore's left hand gripped the bead gently.

[+15 Umbra Fragment (???)]

[This is a lump of debris which floated into the material world after the two-dimensional world Umbra collapsed a long time ago. A magician fixed it into the form of an emerald bead. As it is based on another world, there is a strong resistance to attacks in the material world. If the power of this fragment is absorbed, it may be possible to manipulate Umbra's law.

* The rating of this ??? is 'Treasure.'

* When consumed, the power of Umbra will be absorbed.

* When consumed, there is no digestion time.

* When consumed, your spiritual awareness will increase greatly.

* When ingested, the user still won't be able to use this ??? perfectly. A portion of the absorbed power is sealed, allowing for only 20% of the abilities to be used.]

'20%, that is the limit for me right now.'

Theodore had a larger capacity than another magician of the same circle, but even he could only absorb 20%. It meant that the essence contained in Umbra was enormous. Umbra had the same rating as the elder lich's Life Vessel, but it was much more powerful.

However, the remaining 80% potential wasn't lost. Theo didn't hesitate as he focused on Umbra in his left hand. The bead on the palm of his hand naturally disappeared.

[The 'Umbra Fragment' has been absorbed. A heterogeneous power has accumulated in your body.]

[From now on, you can get in contact with spirit bodies directly.]

[From now on, you can see spiritual bodies with the naked eye.]

[The mark of 'Umbra' is engraved on your body.]

[Gluttony has fallen asleep in order to save power.]

It was different from absorbing the artifacts. Umbra didn't require a separate digestion time, so it immediately melted into Theodore's body after being eaten by Gluttony.

Wuuuong!

A strength which was completely different to magic power flowed through his veins. The overflowing power of Umbra turned the capillaries under his skin into an emerald colour, before focusing on Theo's right arm.

This was only 20%, but it felt like his bones and muscles were going to burst.

Then a strange stamp appeared on his right arm. 'Is this Umbra's mark?'

The emerald patterns made of complex lines and shapes reminded him of characters of an ancient kingdom.

Then finally, the mark of Umbra disappeared after being engraved on Theodore. It engraved only 20% of its power and then fell asleep, waiting for the time when the remaining 80% would awaken.

After the mark disappeared, Umbra's abilities flowed into him. It was similar to when he received knowledge about magic.

"…Indeed, it is a miraculous ability," Theo muttered as he examined the knowledge inside his head.

The knowledge conveyed from the mark of Umbra on his right arm was literally breathtaking. He pulled back his sleeve to reveal the shining green tattoo and then carefully touched the surface. However, someone else touched his right arm before he did.

"Oh, it is used in this way? How strange." Veronica came up from behind him without any notice and grabbed Theodore's forearm.

As he stiffened from the unexpected contact, she continued to observe, rubbing the green tattoo with her finger. The tower masters couldn't easily take out the national treasures, so she couldn't help being interested.

At that very moment…

Huuk!

Theodore's arm suddenly turned translucent, and he escaped from Veronica's grip.

"Eh?!"

This was Umbra's first ability, Fluidization. Theodore, who triggered the ability reflexively, and Veronica were both surprised. Theo's body turned fluid without him even muttering a word? It was something that even magicians who learned the 7th Circle magic Astral Body couldn't imitate.

Veronica looked at Theodore's right arm with shining eyes as it returned to its original state. "I-It's been awhile since I was so surprised! Is this the power of Umbra?"

The surprised Theo nodded silently. He knew that he could use Umbra's Fluidization ability, but he hadn't expected to invoke the ability just by thinking 'I want to get out.'

If he could always use Fluidization like this, he would be able to avoid flying arrows effortlessly. Additionally, it was possible to utilize it to pass through a wall or other similar situations. It was a useful ability for any circumstance.

'If I have this ability… I can beat a master level opponent!'

Certainly, the existences in the material world were very limited in their abilities to affect the spiritual world. Even a sword master's power would drop when it came to a spirit body. Additionally, most magicians wouldn't know how to fight against the fluidity. Theo would be able to gain the advantage in any situation just by turning his body into fluid.

However, he was too optimistic.

"Haack…! Haack…!"

Theo experimented with his newly acquired ability a few times, but suddenly experienced a headache and shortness of breath.

'What, why is this happening all of a sudden?'

His stamina and magic power were in a perfect state, but his condition suddenly deteriorated. Just calculating a magic formula or moving his body caused him to be tired. Veronica noticed the change and approached Theo to help him.

She was experienced, so she quickly realized why Theodore was in a bad physical condition.

Veronica laughed as she held his side. "It seems like this national treasure consumes mental power. Kid, is your magic power and stamina not good right now?"

"Yes, it is as you say…"

"Geez, this is completely unexpected. If I knew, I would've warned you beforehand. Well, don't be so depressed since there is a saying that lessons should be learned with the body." She giggled as she directed him to sit down on a bench. Then she pointed to his right arm that was still glowing green. "The concept of mental power might be quite strange, but its recovery is quick. If you sit and rest for a while, you will soon be able to move around."

"…Mental power, what is that?"

"Umm, let me explain it briefly." Veronica sat down next to Theo and explained the concept of mental power, "In short, it is the most basic force. It is no different from using magic, aura, or even elemental power. The only difference is the importance. Magicians who tend to rely on mana and circles often don't know about the concept of mental power."

However, mental power was crucial in manipulating forces based on other dimensions, such as magic, aura, and Umbra. If mental power was non-existent, they wouldn't be able to control magic based on mana. The most primitive mental power was the only one capable of controlling Umbra's power.

Theo's mindset was restored due to his mental power being temporarily exhausted.

'This means I need to train my mental power in order to master Umbra.'

There was no easy gift in this world, so the mark on his right arm was just another homework. An ability like Fluidization couldn't be used with no cost. By the time the quick explanation ended, Theo's power had come back.

"Then my explanation will end here. Can you get up now?"

"…Yes." He carefully raised his body up from the bench.

Fortunately, the dizziness had completely disappeared, and the muscles which had felt weighed down returned to their original condition. After experiencing mental power depletion, Theo calmed his breathing.

Veronica turned around first and said, "Kid, what will you do now? I still have to return to the ballroom, but you can leave first. It seems like your personality doesn't like balls too much."

"…Well, that isn't wrong." Theo smiled bitterly and shrugged. Any other day, he would've left without being noticed. However, today was Theodore Miller's ball. There would be bad rumours if he left without saying anything.

…Finally, he turned to Veronica.

"Let's go. I will be happy to mingle just for today," he said softly while holding out a hand to Veronica.

It was minor revenge for always being dragged along by her.

Veronica's golden eyes widened like she was startled, then she said, "Ah, right. Maybe I was kidding about the few years?"

She smiled widely and grabbed Theodore's palm.

The song of the young hero who challenged the red dragon… It was still an unknown story.

Chapter 84 – Empire Mission (1)

['Reasons Why Flames Rise' has been consumed. Your understanding is very high.]

[5th Circle magic 'Flare Burst' has been acquired.]

[The number of spells the user has consumed is immense. The essence of magic books will be extracted more efficiently.]

As always, the non-emotional voice was heard in Theo's ears, and Theo immediately closed his eyes to focus on the knowledge.

It was different from before, when he had no problem eating several books at once. This was a 5th Circle book, so he received a storm of knowledge. It wasn't an amount which could be accommodated without any preparation.

After five minutes, Theodore opened his eyes again. 'Flare Burst… I thought it would be a more complex magic.'

Vince spoke up from where he was watching on the other side, "Flare Burst is today's final book?"

"Yes, Master."

"Try it once. Try to align the timing of the magic spell accurately." Simultaneously, Vince's magic power boiled up.

The blazing magic power drew a magic circle in the empty space, and a pillar of heat appeared inside. Flare Burst was an attack magic in the war mage period which turned a lot of enemies in a mass of charcoal.

Just before Vince's magic created the fire pillar, Theodore also completed the same magic in front of him.

"Flare Burst!"

Immediately before the two fire pillars collided…

Hwaaack-!

Then the flames shot at each other and clashed. The high temperature and flames, which were fierce enough to burn humans, began to spread. This was the flame which had swept up all the hobgoblins on their way to Mana-vil in the past.

"Hrmm, the degree of completeness isn't bad," Vince remarked.

The two magicians had formed a shield and were watching the competition between the two fire pillars. The flames struck exactly in the middle, and after waiting a while, Theo's was gradually pushed to one side. Vince's Flare Burst had a slight advantage. If this was the case, Theodore would have been turned into ashes.

However, the pushing and pulling between fire pillars ended abruptly. As soon as all the magic power contained in the circles was gone, the two fire pillars disappeared like they had never existed.

It was determined that Theodore's Flare Burst was a success. Vince removed the remaining heat and approached the spot where the fire pillars collided. The ground had melted due to the strong flames, but it solidified again as soon as he chilled it lightly.

Vince touched his chin and evaluated it, "…Indeed, it is an incredible proficiency for someone who has never used the magic before. An ordinary magician would have to devote two or three years of training to reach that level."

"But Master's Flare Burst is faster than mine. The momentum of your flames is also more intense."

"Well, if you use the same spell for more than a decade, you will pick up some tricks in using it. That is the difference," Vince explained in a dignified voice before adding. "Things like how to concentrate the flames more reliably and how to construct the magic circle faster… The knowledge gained from books is certainly valuable, but the wisdom refined from experience is also important. Don't forget that the ability of the grimoire is just one part of you."

"Yes, I will keep that in mind." Theodore nodded lightly.

As Vince said, Theo had only gained the fundamental principles and knowledge on how to use the magic Gluttony extracted from the things it ate.

The know-how and application of the magic which mages accumulated after years of experience couldn't be learned from eating. However, Theo didn't neglect his skills, so his talent was much better than it had been half a year ago. It was the result of devoting himself to magic training every day for half a year since the battle with Superbia and the court ball.

"Theodore, you have now reached a level where you can be called a master of the 5th Circle. I, Vince Haidel, acknowledge your accomplishment."

"Thank you."

"Now, you are just one step away from the wall of the 6th Circle. It is hard teaching a disciple who grows so quickly," Vince said before giving a warm laugh. His disciple was growing too quickly.

Theo hadn't even been of the 4th Circle when he left the academy, then he broke through the 5th Circle after being sent to his hometown. He was now almost at the end of the 5th Circle and on the edge of becoming equal to Vince.

Vince used his experience to teach his disciple, but it was doubtful he would have enough knowledge to keep up at this rate. After some time, Vince might not be able to handle him alone.

'No, now isn't the time to think about it.'

Vince thought for a while before changing the topic. "Today's magic training is up to here. Then let's start the scheduled mental power training. In fact, there isn't much I can do to help with this part."

"No, I realized how to use this power thanks to Master's advice."

"Well, you can think about it that way."

Theo laughed at his mentor and raised the sleeve covering his right arm.

National treasure no. 3, Umbra… After absorbing the bead on the night of the ball, it had remained in the form of the tattoo and scattered a green light continuously. It was evidence of 'Umbra,' a treasure which surpassed the boundaries of matter.

Theodore's eyes turned bluish. 'Fluidization!'

The moment the light flashed, his whole body turned transparent. Wind passed through his body, and it temporarily transcended the realm of matter. The current Theo could do many impossible things.

Indeed, what were his abilities after training for half a year?

Syuok!

After his body turned transparent, Theo suddenly disappeared into the air and appeared a few dozen meters away. The speed he used to reach his destination was clearly beyond the laws of physics.

If the purpose of Fluidization was to just appear in another place, it wasn't as good as a short-ranged Blink.

'Okay, I will do it a few more times!' Theodore sensed that he was still capable of more as he disappeared and appeared again a few times.

Vince secretly admired Theo's movements around the room.

They were ultrafast movements using Fluidization. Since Theo wasn't affected by the boundaries of matter, there weren't any of the side effects associated with space jumps. Even aura masters wouldn't be able to capture the timing of Theo's appearances.

This was the fraudulent power given by the national treasure, Umbra.

"Hah…! Hah…!"

However, the ability also came with something being consumed. Theodore performed five or six space leaps in a row before sitting down with dizziness and a headache. This was the headache which resulted from the consumption of his mental power. It was like the condition of a human body when running long distances.

This terrible pain was an indication that Theo's spirit was growing. The method of training his mental power was extremely simple: use the ability to its limit, let it recover, and then repeat the process. In a sense, mental power was like the muscles. By repeating these actions, the limit could be increased.

Of course, the answer was simple, but the execution was different.

Theo stood up after 10 minutes to see Vince looking at him in an uncomfortable manner. The headache had been so intense that it still felt like his head was spinning. Theo had trained for half a year in Fluidization, but his limit was still half of his original goal of 10 space jumps.

Theo barely regained his balance and wanted to ask something.

Vince noticed his feelings and advised sharply, "Don't be so hasty."

Theo was taken aback and felt ashamed, but Vince just shrugged. Recently, he realized that Theo was getting distracted. No, the reason for the distraction was obvious. It was time to face the 'wall' again.

"As I said before, you have mastered the 5th Circle, so you'll have to leap to the next level if you want to achieve more. I know that it is hard and frustrating, but you will only get hurt if you rush it."

Vince had spent 10 years at the 5th Circle, so Theo couldn't disregard his advice.

The Meltor Kingdom had a much higher number of senior mages than the other countries. It was the result of magicians who had passed the 'wall' transferring their knowledge down to their disciples, creating a cycle which could last dozens of generations.

Theodore listened to Vince's words with a serious expression. "Master, what should I do then?"

"Hmm, if you were an ordinary magician, then I would advise you to build up experience steadily, but… there might be another way if you use Gluttony's abilities well."

No matter how much of a genius a person was, they still needed luck to cross the wall of a circle.

Vince and other Superiors of the magic towers had once been called geniuses, but they rarely went beyond the limit of the 6th Circle. It was a path of despair which they couldn't escape from, other than building up their efforts.

However, a forked path existed for Theodore.

"It is like when I ate the elder lich's Life Vessel."

If he ate a Treasure ranked artifact, then he might be able to break through the wall of the 5th Circle at an unprecedented rate. Of course, it wasn't easy to obtain things like an elder lich's Life Vessel, but it was better than waiting for a moment of enlightenment.

To Theodore, who was tired of being at a standstill, it was the most advice he would be able to hear.

Vince said as he put on his robe, "If you have recovered, let's go. It will soon go beyond the time that we have reserved this room."

Theodore checked the clock on the wall and picked up his robe. "Oh, it has already happened."

The robe hanging on the wall was smooth and well-maintained, looking exactly like when he'd received it before the ball. Theo was now fully accustomed to putting on the robe and headed to the exit of the magic training room one step in front of Vince.

However, the moment that Theo placed his hand on the door knob… "Eh?"

A person opened the door to the training room from outside. He wore a grey robe without the colour of any of the magic towers, indicating that he was an apprentice magician. Instead of completing the academy's curriculum, apprentice magicians earned achievements by acting as the Magic Society's internal messengers.

The magician in the grey robe apologized first with a perplexed expression. "Ah, e-excuse me!"

"It's okay. It seems like you are looking for us."

Due to the difference in positions, the messenger bowed his head a few more times before revealing his purpose. "Are you Vince Haidel and Theodore Miller?"

"Yes, that's right."

"I came because there is an urgent notice from the Magic Society. It has been issued to both of you."

As the two people remained confused, the messenger took out a piece of parchment.

Then he started to read the contents to both of them, "This is a message to all Superior ranked magicians who are in the capital. The Andras Empire has recently expressed their intention to send a delegation here. All magicians who receive this announcement should gather in the auditorium at the center of the Magic Society!"

Chapter 85 – Empire Mission (2)

The Andras Empire…

The so-called sword empire, famous for its power, had existed for centuries as an enemy of Meltor.

The two nations which occupied different parts of the northern region of the continent were similar in many ways due to their long rivalry. However, the core power promoted in the Andras Empire was aura. Just like how the Meltor Kingdom was dedicated to fostering senior magicians, the Andras Empire nourished aura users.

The Andras Empire was said to be a kingdom of sword kings.

Additionally, boys and girls were required to undergo mandatory rigorous training at an agency operated directly by the Imperial Household Agency when they reached the age of seven. Two thirds of the students died, but the empire was able to form a corps of powerful aura users, more numerous than any other country.

"The biggest problem regarding the Andras Empire is that something so crazy produced results. A country that has seven sword masters in one generation can't be found anywhere else except the Empire."

The result was the existence of the Seven Swords who represented the Andras Empire.

It was why the Andras Empire didn't lose to the Meltor Kingdom, who had two 8th Circle magicians and a number of senior mages. Aura users who achieved the state of a sword master were already close to a living storm.

The most well-known sword master was said to have not stepped back in a battle with Veronica.

Theodore carefully listened to Vince's words and asked, "…Then why is the empire sending a delegation? They seem like people who will speak with swords rather than words."

The Meltor Kingdom had already been struggling against the empire for hundreds of years. The education system had been designed a long time ago to emphasize the bad aspects of enemy countries and inspire hostility towards them. However, despite that education, Vince Haidel didn't deny the stereotypes. It was because the military power of the Andras people whom he'd encountered on the battlefield wasn't actually lacking in comparison to the portrayals in the stories.

At the very least, they preferred getting into sword fights rather than arguments.

"Umm, that may be the case for those not involved with politics. Countries that rely on force can't last for long. The Andras Empire is scary because they know how to use force differently."

"Using it differently…"

"The mission this time is to talk about the armistice which was signed in the last war. Of course, you are one of the reasons."

"Huh? Me?" Theodore was surprised by the sudden change in topic.

However, Vince answered the question casually, "They are wondering about your relationship with the high elf and Elvenheim. They also doubt the authenticity of the hero who appeared half a year ago. The ambassadors will probably start the bargaining in earnest after seeing your value."

"Hah, international relations are fairly complex."

"It means that you are a key figure. The status of a high elf is larger than I'd thought."

In Elvenheim, a country where half the elves on the continent lived, there were only five high elves. The recently added Ellenoa increased it to six, but that didn't change the fact that they were extremely rare.

Therefore, they had a huge debt to Theodore Miller who had defended the sixth high elf. Due to this, they might change their position of neutrality which they had maintained for hundreds of years.

Even if Theodore wasn't of the Superior rank, they would've called him separately. This was a phenomenon which Vince could guess easily. From the perspective of the Magic Society, it was no surprise that Theo was treated exceptionally well in the Superior rank.

'It is a specification that can be a little annoying.'

There were uninvited guests when he was concentrating on magic training, so Theo couldn't help clicking his tongue.

He wouldn't complain if it was a mission, but he didn't want to be treated as stakes in politics.

* * *

Shortly after their conversation, Theo and Vince reached the destination.

'Tch, as expected.' Theo moved forward while ignoring the gazes which had begun to gather on him.

The number of people increased as he got closer to the auditorium, and they all recognized him. After all, there was only one young Superior with dark hair. There was no one in the Magic Society who wouldn't recognize the hero, Theodore, whose name had been sworn in at the court dance half a year ago.

Some of the gossip from the magician entered his ears.

"That young man is Theodore Miller…?"

"He is younger than I thought. It seems like the rumour that he has barely turned 20 years old is true."

"Becoming a 5th Circle master at that age… I can't believe it. He is also the only survivor of the convoy. He is a prospect of the Red Tower, so maybe they exaggerated that achievement?"

"Well, let's just watch for a while. We will know if his name is exaggerated or real."

There was no need to respond, so Theo just ignored their voices and crossed the threshold of the auditorium. It was the venue which the Magic Society used for presentations during the annual magic contest, so the space was huge. The 100 magicians gathered there were unable to fill up the auditorium.

However, there was something which filled up the empty space.

'Even though this is such a big place, the density of mana is awful… Ordinary people wouldn't be able to breathe properly in here.'

It was a terrifying mana flow! A total of 132 Superior ranked magicians were gathered, raising the mana density to unusual levels.

Theodore was forced to admire the fact that the intangible mana could become so heavy. If the magicians in the room concentrated their powers intentionally, the target would immediately be overwhelmed by the tremendous pressure.

At that moment, an old man suddenly appeared on the stage of the auditorium. "Huhu, everybody has gathered quickly."

Strangely enough, the old man didn't lose his composure among the waves of mana which felt like a tsunami. Looking closely, the old man's surroundings were calm like he was the center of a typhoon, It definitely wasn't a common phenomenon.

However, Theo had a lot of experience with 'them' and realized it.

'That person, he is at the master level…!'

A 7th Circle magician who went beyond the limits of a human and could adjust the laws of nature… Only masters could dominate and control mana itself. It was possible to manipulate the pressure of mana, just like they controlled their own limbs.

Theo had never met the president of the Magic Society before, but he was another powerhouse master. Indeed, he was qualified to be the president of the Magic Society.

"First, I would like to thank you for coming despite the sudden announcement. The coming of the Andras delegation wasn't planned, so this old man heard about it too late. Thank you for your understanding." The president of the Magic Society bowed and expressed his heartfelt gratitude for their presence.

After his words, the discomfort on the faces of some people was wiped away forcefully. The important issue right now was the Andras Empire's delegation to Meltor.

Once that unspoken consensus was reached, the president of the Magic Society raised his head again.

"Then I will start talking. Everyone has heard the news that a delegation from Andras is coming to Meltor, so I won't mention it. We have gathered here to discuss how to treat the uninvited guests," the president of the Magic Society started his speech eloquently. His voice rang throughout the auditorium, which would allow Theo to hear it clearly even if he were outside.

There was an interesting mix of information in the speech which resonated with Andras' aggression and brutality.

There was one thing that especially interested Theo.

'Isn't the practice of having daily duels more like the custom of an orc village rather than an empire?'

It wasn't a modest fight where they sparred against each other. This was a real life-threatening duel where people often died in the process. In the Andras Empire, there were men who climbed to the position of duke after a duel as well as a slave who occupied the seat of one of the empire's Seven Swords.

These duels were even applied to other countries.

"Does everybody know? In Andras, duels are a battle for life, not the moderate fights that we know. 30 years ago, a group of magicians clashed with the ambassadors, resulting in several casualties. Don't follow in the footsteps of the past."

The arrival of an Andras delegation happened two or three times a century, but there was bloodshed every time. This had to be avoided as Meltor had suffered massive damage with the destruction of the convoy half a year ago.

Apart from the damages, if the Andras Empire thought that the Meltor Kingdom was weak, they might invade again.

The magicians gathered in the auditorium nodded at the words.

The president's words were plausible, and there was no logic to refute it. More than anything else, he added a few words at the end which made their blood chill. "Oh, two of the Seven Swords will be joining this delegation. There is no hope if you are greeted with the blade of a master."

The nemesis of senior magicians, the sword masters…!

They were reapers of the battlefield who could cross a gap of several hundred meters in an instant and cut through their defensive spells like they were trash.

Since childhood, magicians were raised with a fear toward sword masters, so the veteran magicians stiffened as they faced reality. A sword wielded absolute strength, so magicians below the 7th Circle were just like straw to them.

As the auditorium grew quiet, the president's eyes turned in another direction. It was toward Theo, who was sitting on the edge.

The president of the Magic Society met Theo's gaze and advised in a loud voice, "Theodore Miller, you should be especially careful. As the main target of the delegation, you shouldn't accept their duel challenges no matter what."

"Yes, I understand."

"I don't doubt your competence, but you should refrain from uncertain gambles since this is about the relations between nations. Don't fall into the foolishness of youth."

After seeing Theo accept his cautionary words, the old man turned his eyes to another place.

'Andras delegation… and the sword masters.' Unlike the other magicians, Theodore wasn't intimidated at all. No, he was actually feeling a little expectant.

Of course, he didn't think he could compete against the masters. However, Theo was knocking against the wall of the 6th Circle, so he might get new inspiration from the existence of the masters themselves.

As the atmosphere in the auditorium remained tense, Theodore formed fists under his desk silently. He had a feeling that his six months of quiet were ending.

Six days after that, a group of delegates arrived, including two sword masters.

Chapter 86 – Empire Mission (3)

"Your Majesty, the Andras delegation has crossed the threshold of the palace!" A royal knight reported.

Royal knights always reported three times when meeting the ambassadors of another country. It was when they passed through the gate, crossed the threshold of the palace, and finally when they entered the hall.

The royal family was always ready to meet the delegation in accordance to the report as it gave them time to calm their minds. This was the second report, so there was still some time before the Andras delegation would arrive.

Kurt III nodded from where he sat on his throne. As soon as the royal knight stepped back, the air in the room became heated.

"They finally came, those barbarians from the Andras…!"

"I'm curious about what they are going to say."

"Sending two sword masters, did they not have the guts to come alone?"

There was a sense of solidarity based on hostile feelings. It was even more so when the opponents were their centuries-long enemies. The magicians, who were whispering in hostile voices, were dressed in court robes of red, blue, yellow, and white. The robes were divided into four colours and were proof of which magic tower they belonged to. They were the 132 Superior magicians who had been summoned recently. The current generation's youngest Superior,

Theodore Miller, was also waiting for the delegation's arrival with the rest of the Red Tower magicians.

''Isn't the atmosphere tougher than I expected?' Theo thought as he looked around.

It was different from when they gathered in the auditorium. This space was narrower than at that time, and the gathered magicians were hostile toward the Andras delegation. So, the mana in the surroundings was like a raging storm. It was obvious that the enormous pressure would overwhelm the delegation once they entered the hall.

No, maybe that was the reason why all the magicians had convened.

"…Is this a war of nerves?"

"You saw it correctly." Theo whispered to Vince who replied in agreement. "It is childish but effective. The pressure will be enormous if all these magicians are gathered."

"Won't the Andras delegation think of it as a weakness?"

"It is common. The Andras Empire also creates a sense of oppression by using a collection of elite knights. Furthermore, it is rare for the Meltor Kingdom to do this with anyone besides the Andras Empire."

This was an exceptional case in many ways. Theodore accepted the explanation and turned back to the front again.

It was hard to find a precedent where 132 senior magicians as well as dozens of high ranking officials and nobles were gathered. In particular, two tower masters were standing in the vicinity of the throne, ensuring that the king was thoroughly protected.

At that moment, the third report rang out from outside the door.

"Your Majesty, the Andras delegation is seeking an audience with you!"

"I'll allow it." As soon as Kurt III answered, the room fell into a cold and intimidating silence.

The eyes of over 200 people were concentrated on the doors of the audience hall, and they soon spread open. Beyond that, there was a sight which surprised Theodore.

Rattle, rattle, rattle.

There was steel and more steel. Shining metal armour reflected the light pouring from the chandelier. The Andras delegation were dressed head and toe in armour, with no skin showing at all. The steel corps entered through the door with orderly steps.

Then as if it had been waiting, a shock wave of mana struck them.

Kuuuuong!

"…Kuk!"

"Umm…!"

The Andras delegation experienced the extremely unusual pressure with their heavy armour.

Ironically, it was more annoying due to their heavy armour. The pressure pushing on their heads and shoulders became stronger with every step, as moans emerged from the mouths of the knights who could no longer endure it.

There were only five steps left to the center of the audience room when the pressure reached a level which the delegation could no longer continue walking under. Even the elite knights couldn't advance one more step due to the pressure!

In that fearful space, two men walked out.

Huuk!

It was amazing. They wore more splendid armour and walked through the mana storm.

There was a knight a few heads taller than the others and another knight with black hair flowing under his helmet. By the time these two knights reached the center of the room, the pressure of the fierce mana had already faded away.

Finally, the two knights stopped once they saw the king. Then they took their helmets off and went down on one knee.

"The great Andras' 7th Sword, Lloyd Pollan, greets the sun of Meltor."

"The great Andras' 4th Sword, Pan Helliones, greets the sun of Meltor."

The empire's 7th Sword, Lloyd Pollan, and the empire's 4th Sword, Pan Helliones… These two men overpowered the atmosphere with their short introduction and rose to their feet. Just like how the Tower Masters received the reverence of Meltor, the same was true for the Seven Swords of Andras as the rights given to them was just below that of the Emperor's.

Kurt III eyed the sword masters before speaking, "It has been a long time, Sir Helliones."

"Yes, Your Majesty. This is the first time since the last agreement."

"We have known each other for a long time. What do you think about getting rid of the futile formalities?"

The knight with yellowish skin and black hair smiled like he was pleased. "Pan Helliones will follow Your Majesty's will."

"Then I will be blunt." On the other hand, there was no hint of laughter on Kurt III's face.

The king's dignity couldn't be overlooked by the sword masters, despite having no aura or magic power. As the ambassadors gulped involuntarily, the king of Meltor asked in a loud voice, "Are you hoping for an extension of the truce? Or do you once again wish for war?"

It was extremely straight-forward behaviour.

The ambassadors, who were covered in steel, and the magicians, who were pretending to be invisible, were perplexed. Usually, there would be a series of procedures, but Kurt III had shattered the traditional customs with a few words.

The two sword masters couldn't hide their confused expressions either, but they quickly regained their composure.

"You are still bold. If so, I will speak bluntly like Your Majesty wishes," Pan Helliones said with shining eyes. "I'll ask first. The story of the hero who saved the high elf that emerged from Meltor half a year ago, is it true?"

"Why do you care about that?"

"We were told by His Majesty to confirm the authenticity of the story. This Pan Helliones is one of the Seven Swords, so I have to do as the Emperor wills."

"Don't make me laugh. You have increased your eloquence during the time in which I haven't seen you," Kurt III retorted in a cynical tone. "You want to discuss the truce after confirming the relationship between Meltor and Elvenheim. Am I wrong?"

"..." The two sword masters remained silent. However, only an idiot wouldn't realize that the silence meant affirmation.

Kurt III displayed a scornful expression at their silence before opening his mouth to speak again. Since they said that it was a mission for the Emperor's knights, then he wouldn't turn away from the thrown bait.

"Well, good. Let's not quibble over your intentions. How do you plan to check the authenticity of the story? Will you send an envoy to Elvenheim to ask?" Kurt III prompted.

"…A knight of Andras doesn't trust words. It is the same for the testimony of the elves."

"Then?"

The big sword master knocked on his belt like he had been waiting for this. The heavy gauntlet made a sharp sound as it collided with the sheath of his weapon.

Kang!

"There is only one law in the empire which is to prove the strength! If we see the hero fight, we will know the truth. Your Majesty, please let this Pan Helliones see the young man!"

"Ridiculous!" Kurt III rejected the request. "What if you use the pretext of the duel to kill him?! Even if he is a hero, he is only 20 years old. Isn't that shameful as a sword master?"

Kurt III's rejection was like the roar of a beast.

Lloyd looked up at Kurt III with admiration. As expected of Andras' enemy, the Meltor king. His dignity was at a similar level to that of the Emperor. He wasn't an enemy who could be threatened or manipulated. Having been on the front lines for decades, Pan Helliones had been well aware of this for a long time.

Therefore, he prepared his own compromise. "Your Majesty, I have no intention of doing such a thing. If I do that, we will gain Elvenheim's hostility, and the Andras Empire doesn't want such a thing. I am just trying to make a useful suggestion."

"…Don't just end your talk with empty words."

"Of course. Rebecca!"

As soon as the call was made, a knight walked over to the two sword masters. The person's build was much smaller than the others, and the reason was immediately revealed. Kurt III's eyebrows raised the moment the knight took off the helmet.

Golden hair poured down like gold dust.

"4th Sword Pan Helliones's disciple, Rebecca, greets Meltor's sun."

Her face was beautiful, but compared to the daughters of nobles, she gave off a distant feeling. There were cuts on her skin and few decorations. It was evidence that she was extremely indifferent to her own appearance. Perhaps that was why she gave off a rather manly look.

The two swords hanging from her waist proved she wasn't just an ornament. Indeed, she seemed like the embodiment of a steel knight.

"…They weren't just empty words."

The power of aura gave strength regardless of gender, but the stereotypes about the abilities of men and women couldn't be completely eliminated. However, the sharp air around her was enough to strip away those stereotypes.

Theodore used the eyes of a warrior to see her essence.

'She's a senior aura user, and she is of a similar age to me.'

An eerie chill went down his spine at the assumption that she would be an enemy. He didn't feel like there was no chance of winning, but she was dangerous. When looking at his peers, was she equal to Sylvia?

A genius aura user who had become a master's disciple at a young age. However, unlike Sylvia, whose emotions were immature, the eyes of the female knight showed that she already knew the realities of a knight.

Simultaneously, a strange sense of discomfort irritated him. 'Where have I seen that face…?'

Theodore Miller was certain; he had never seen this woman before. Nevertheless, the knight called Rebecca gave off a familiar feeling. Maybe he had met her relative before. However, he didn't have any more time to think about it.

"Let me ask you again, Your Majesty." Pan Helliones, the 4th Sword of the Andras Empire, suddenly turned his eyes toward Theodore. "Sword and magic… Why don't we let the youngsters of the two countries dance together?"

Chapter 87 – Sword and Magic Confrontation (1)

However, the rude demand couldn't be accepted immediately. Pan Helliones had proposed a friendly match between the two countries. As Kurt III didn't say anything, Pan Helliones stepped back to respect the king's will.

Nevertheless, the atmosphere became heated. So, the talk couldn't progress further, and the delegation left. No, maybe that was the delegation's intention.

As the atmosphere in the room turned dreary, Kurt III muttered in a low voice, "…He is still tricky, Andras' 4th Sword."

The empire's 4th Sword, Pan Helliones… His big build made him seem dull, but he was actually quite crafty. He was a politician who knew how to take advantage of his appearance as an ignorant swordsman to strike the opponent.

Perhaps he had intentionally avoided talking about the whole story in the first meeting. If the proposal was accepted, they could review Theodore directly. If it was rejected, they could leave this place like they were victims. In other words, either answer wouldn't be a loss for the Andras Empire.

The old man in the blue robe, Blundell, nodded like he agreed. "He is a bothersome opponent. He is probably expecting us to refuse the proposal. That way, he can stall for some time during the negotiations."

"Meanwhile, the rest will go through the capital and gather information. Their intention is probably to drag out the time."

"Yes, I think so as well."

Kurt III and Blundell frowned in a similar manner.

The White Tower's intelligence network was watching the delegation, but the opponents were an elite group accompanied by two sword masters. The empire's Seven Swords could block off the intelligence network directly. It might be different if the White Tower Master was in the capital, but he had left for a remote region after the last meeting about the convoy.

'It is better to get rid of them as soon as possible.'

Of course, Meltor's security wasn't that poor, and there was little chance of anything major or confidential being leaked. However, the problem was that even the slightest possibility was offensive. The enemy they had been facing for centuries was growling at their border.

Kurt III naturally turned to one person. It was Theodore Miller, one of the people who, along with Blundell, had been ordered to remain in the hall after the delegation left.

"Tell me honestly. You do not need to accept this offer. I know it is a high demand, and there will be no penalty if you refuse."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

"But if you are able to defeat them thoroughly, we will have a considerable advantage in the negotiations." So, he asked as the king of Meltor, "That Rebecca, can you beat her?"

Theodore replied without any hesitation, "Yes, Your Majesty."

"Even if you don't use the power of the national treasure?"

"Yes, that's right."

Kurt III would like to believe Theo's confidence. However, the king's fighting ability wasn't that great, so he didn't have the knowledge to judge accurately. He would only make the decision after deliberating with the two greatest masters in Meltor. "Veronica, Blundell. What do you think?"

Veronica came forward like she had been waiting. "If they fight 10 times, he will win nine times, and there will be one tie. At the very least, I don't think there is a chance of the kid getting hurt."

"Hoh, is that so?"

"I will bet my name, Your Majesty."

Kurt III was surprised by the answer. The duel opponent was the disciple of Pan Helliones. Rebecca's young age and pretty appearance weren't reasons to devalue her strength. As the most likely candidate for the next generation of sword masters, her skills should be close to the peak. Otherwise, she wouldn't have joined this delegation.

Still, the odds were nine victories with one draw? In effect, that meant victory.

"Hmm, this old man has the same opinion. It might not be a one-sided match, but he won't be lacking in quality. As long as the conditions are good, it is impossible for him not to win."

"Then there is no reason for us to show our backs." A smile spread across Kurt III's face at the answer he obtained.

Until now, he had been hesitant to accept the delegation's suggestion because he had calculated the losses and benefits. He would gain nothing and lose a lot, so there was no reason to make the gamble.

However, if the chance of victory was 100%, then it wasn't a gamble.

"Minister of State."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

"Look at the treaty from the last truce. Report on the land that can be obtained from near the border. Moreover, look up any conditions that you think can be rewritten!"

"As the Minister of State, I will accept Your Majesty's command!"

Excitement filled the Minister of State's face at the king's powerful words.

This was a chance to take something away from the Andras Empire. It cut into his holiday time, but the Minister of State was boiling with motivation. His associates also nodded eagerly at the king's command.

Kurt III looked at Theo's face again. After receiving the assurance of the two tower masters, the king's purple eyes were filled with wonder as well as an unknown emotion.

"…It is strange. After the elder lich's defeat and the rescue of the high elf, you are now once again entrusted with a great deal of responsibility."

"Your Majesty."

"There is no need to be humble. Your merits are already at a level where they can't be hidden." Kurt III got up from the throne as a light gleamed in his eyes.

For him, the Andras Empire were an enemy which had killed many soldiers. They were a symbol of bloodshed which had threatened Meltor since Meltor's first king. This was a chance to beat them peacefully, so there was no reason to hesitate.

He gazed into the air and spoke in a heavy tone, "They always come with force. They cross our borders to steal our scarce wheat, and they have plundered and burned our homes. The ink used in the armistice is the blood of our people, and the borders that have been redrawn a few times are the broken arms and legs."

The king's voice contained sincere and profound emotions. Hearing it, the atmosphere of the room naturally became solemn. Magic power rose around some bodies while fighting spirit appeared in the eyes of others. Theo was kneeling before the king, and he too felt that way.

Everyone in Meltor had lost someone in the wars against the empire.

"Theodore Miller."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

The solemn voice of the king grew stronger. "Take the name of Meltor, fight, and win. Teach those fiends the history of this country! Let them know what a large and mighty enemy they have created! And I will give you a reward for the victory!"

Theo replied in a powerful voice to the edict, "I, Theodore Miller, will do as Your Majesty commands!"

* * *

The news that the hero, Theodore, and a disciple of a Seven Sword would duel spread like a thunderbolt. There was already agitation from the delegation, and the duel was like an oasis in a desert. Despite the attendance being extremely limited, the audience seats were completely filled.

Theo looked around the area. '…Wow, there are almost no faces that I don't know.'

He had stayed half a year at the Magic Society, so he had met many people. Due to his relationship with Veronica and Sylvia, he was able to know almost all the famous people in the capital. However, the majority of the celebrities were gathered in this place. It wasn't an exaggeration to say that the people gathered here were within the top 2 or 3% of Meltor's national strength.

It meant there was great interest in this duel. In addition to Kurt III, there were members of the royal family who rarely showed their faces, so Theodore could definitely feel the burden. Therefore, the feeling of discomfort he felt toward the face of his opponent had diminished.

Soon after, Blundell climbed to the stage since he was acting as the referee. As it was a fight between a magician and knight, the stage was quite wide. The two people listened to Blundell's words as they receded to the edges of the stage.

"Meltor's side, Theodore Miller."

"Yes."

"Andras' side, Rebecca."

"Yes."

Blundell received an answer from both of them and knocked against the stadium floor with his staff, producing a blunt sound. The strength of the hulking magician damaged the floor, and the sound's volume was so loud that people sitting in the audience covered their ears.

Blundell silenced the surroundings and spoke, "The duel will start with this sound. Prior to that, make an oath as representatives of both countries. The winner will tolerate the loser, and the loser shouldn't forget to honor the winner. If I think the fight is over, I will stop you from attacking any further."

Theodore and Rebecca nodded. Theo didn't know his opponent's heart, but he didn't dare object in a situation where Blundell Adruncus was the notary. As Theodore's and Rebecca's eyes met, Blundell raised his staff up high.

Then it slammed down against the stone floor. Kakang!

Two streams of light emerged from Rebecca's sheath before the sound even finished. They were double swords called scimitars. She shot off like a thunderbolt, quick enough that some of the people in the audience missed it. Some would die without even realizing that Rebecca had pulled out the swords.

Fortunately, Theodore didn't belong to that group. Rather, he noticed the posture Rebecca had taken as she pulled the swords out, and his sense of discomfort increased. Theo had seen it somewhere before. He also faintly remembered the attack which immediately followed.

Shortly after that…

"Hup." Rebecca appeared in front of Theo with a slight breathing sound.

There was no room to panic or react. Her two swords turned into flashes of light with no warning. The light emitted from both her hands moved up, down, left and right, and twisted like a whirlpool around Theodore. It was a sword technique which wouldn't leave even one bit of flesh unsliced.

Six consecutive strikes from the left hand and six from the right hand. A dozen attacks poured out almost simultaneously.

Chwaaaaak!

The arena's floor cracked like a spider web. The materialized aura was a type of weapon which could even damage the defenses of senior magicians. Rebecca was already at her peak, and her strikes could shatter 5th Circle defense magic.

Everyone was shocked by the torrent of attacks from Rebecca.

"Ohh!"

"How did those attacks…?!"

"The rumours are true!"

Lloyd, one of the Seven Swords, lost his dull expression as he exclaimed, "…Excellent!"

The target of the exclamation wasn't toward where Rebecca, the disciple of Pan Helliones, was standing. His eyes were more intense than usual as he gazed at the young man who moved 12 times. This level of movement wasn't usually seen from a magician.

Theodore, the youth who broke Rebecca's 12 attacks, faced her with a cold expression. He was completely sure after the series of strikes.

She had showed him the swordsmanship of Randolph, the mercenary leader who had slaughtered the ghoul wyvern in his hometown. They were either relatives or had studied at the same school…

'Think about it once I defeat her.'

Theo removed all other thoughts, and his magic power boiled up as he gazed at Rebecca's back.