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I Married the Dragon I Killed Chapter 39: The Unwritten Law of Mages

Chapter 39: The Unwritten Law of Mages

Crackle!‍‍

An‌⁠ electric explosion burst‍​⁠ in front of​⁠‍ Yuren.

In‌‍ front of him,‍ a blue barrier‍⁠⁠ shone.

Magic⁠ Shield, a fourth-level‌​ spell.

He⁠ had reacted by‍ reflex and did‌ not have a single wound, but​​⁠ he could barely‌⁠​ contain the shock‌‌⁠ in his chest.‍

‘Was‍‍‌ that Elemental Bolt​‍‍ just now?’

Elemental‍​ Bolt, a third-level⁠​​ spell.

More‍‍ powerful than Mana​ Shot, and with⁠‍‌ effects that vary⁠ depending on the⁠⁠ attribute assigned to‌ it.

‘The‍ attribute was electricity​⁠ then it was‍‍‌ Lightning Bolt.’

Electricity‍​ is a type​​⁠ of magic specialized⁠‌‌ in speed, ideal⁠⁠ for catching an‌‍ opponent off guard.​‌⁠

In‍‍‍ Elemental Bolt, that​ attribute also translates‌ into speed, being⁠⁠​ on average three‌⁠ times faster than​⁠ others.

‘It​​​ was as if​ the arrow of‌​​ a divine archer‍‌‍ had been fired.’⁠‍‍

If⁠‍‍ he had not​⁠⁠ reacted in time,‍⁠​ he would have‍‍ undoubtedly lost some‍⁠‌ part of his‍ body.

‘Is​​​ that guy really⁠​ a third-circle mage?’‌⁠​

Perda⁠​ was a third-circle⁠​‍ mage, but that‌⁠⁠ did not mean⁠‌ he underestimated him.⁠

He‌​ was a bearer‌⁠‌ of a Red​​‍ Circle, and those‌‍ who possess one‌ always have great​​​ affinity with their⁠​‍ attribute.

It⁠​​ was already known⁠‍‌ that he had‌ defeated Tesalos Wolcher‌‍‌ while still only‍‍ first circle.

Because‍ of that, even‌‌ among mages of‍ the same level,⁠‍ he was considered‌ high-ranking.

‘I​​‍ even thought he​‍ might be at‌ the level of​⁠ a fourth circle.’⁠​

But‍ not even that​⁠‍ was enough.

He⁠ was using magic‍⁠⁠ with power that⁠ exceeded all expectations.⁠‍

‘What‍⁠‌ kind of trick⁠‌ is he using?’‌​​

Yuren’s⁠ eyes scanned Perda.​‍

He⁠‍‍ thought that perhaps‍ he was receiving⁠‌ help from some​‌‌ hidden artifact.

Impossible.⁠

Before⁠ entering the sealed​ warehouse, carrying weapons⁠⁠ was not allowed.​​

‘Without‌‍ a wand or​ support staff, he‌​ achieves that casting‌⁠ speed using only⁠ his mind?’

The⁠‍​ only way to​​​ increase casting speed⁠‍⁠ is repetition and‍‌​ mastery.

And⁠ it is not⁠‍⁠ about superficial practice.‌

It‍‌ must be as‌‌ natural as breathing,​​ to the point⁠‍ of being able‍‌‍ to cast magic‍ even while asleep.⁠

That‌ was something impossible‍⁠ for Yuren.

Perda’s‌ talent was worthy‍ of admiration.

“It⁠‍​ seems you are‌‍ curious about the​‌ spell.”

Perda‍‍‌ spoke in a relaxed tone, provoking‌ him.

“So‍ you know, it⁠​‍ is Elemental Bolt.”‌

“You‌ arrogant brat.”

Yuren’s‍​ face flushed red.‌

No‍​​ matter how high‌ his status was,‍⁠ he was still‍‌‍ just a third-circle⁠ mage.

A novice.

A magic circle formed​⁠⁠ in Yuren’s hand.⁠

“Let’s⁠ see if you⁠‌‍ keep that arrogance!”‍‌‌

In⁠‍ a duel to‍‌‌ the death, titles‌‍​ and ranks no​‌‌ longer mattered.

The‌​ magic circle did⁠​ not disappear, but⁠ instead floated in‌ the air.

‘A‍ continuous concentration magic‌ circle.’

Normally,⁠‌‍ circles consume their​⁠​ mana when they⁠‍ turn into magic.‍⁠

But⁠​ continuous concentration ones​‍‍ keep the circle⁠⁠ active, feeding it⁠‍⁠ mana to fire‌⁠ repeatedly.

A basic technique for⁠‌‍ a fifth-circle mage.​‍​

‘The‌‌‌ circle is the​‍ same as mine⁠‍ Elemental Bolt.’

He​ deduced it from​ the shape and‌‌⁠ the runes.

And​ just as he‍⁠‍ thought, pure white⁠⁠‍ ice spikes began​ to form.

Ice‍‌ Bolt.

“Try‍ dodging this too!”‍⁠‌

And‍ it was not‍‌‍ a single shot,​​‍ but a barrage.⁠

Perda⁠​⁠ threw himself behind⁠ a pedestal to‍‌ evade.

The⁠​ ice projectiles struck‍ the white stone⁠​ structure, breaking it.⁠‌‌

The‌‍‍ cold was so‍⁠⁠ intense that the‍ pedestal began to⁠‍‍ crack under the⁠ continuous bombardment.

‘Continuous‍ concentration circles are​​ troublesome.’

It‍‌ was not a minor disadvantage.

At‌‌ that moment of​‌ hesitation, a dark‍ voice whispered in​‍​ his mind.

— Do you need‍ my power?

It⁠⁠​ was the temptation‍‌ of demons.

When⁠‌​ someone is cornered,‍​ they offer absurd‍​​ contracts in exchange​ for power.

‘They‌⁠ have noticed my​‍‌ talent.’

Demons‌ do not seduce​‍ just anyone.

But‌ Perda was not​‍ shaken at all.‍​

Now⁠ he had to​‌ focus on the⁠​ battle.

‘Mana​‌ is not infinite.’‍⁠

Neither⁠​‌ he nor his‍‌ opponent had unlimited‍⁠‍ mana.

Before⁠​ the pedestal was​​ completely destroyed, the⁠‍ rain of Ice‌ Bolts ceased.

Perda‌⁠ stood up immediately⁠‌ and looked at‍⁠ the magic circle.‍‍

The⁠‍ way to nullify‍‌​ a continuous concentration‍ circle is.

‘Interrupt‌ the opponent’s concentration.’⁠

At‌​ the moment Yuren‌ tried to resume‍ the attack, Perda⁠​‍ cast his spell.​​

“Lightning⁠‌ Bolt.”

An‍ electric projectile fired‌⁠‌ in a straight​‌​ line.

Extremely‌⁠ fast, but with​ a predictable trajectory.​

Yuren⁠‌ read the attack​‍‌ and raised a blue barrier.

Crackle!⁠‍‌

The‍‍‍ Lightning Bolt disintegrated​ upon impact with‌​ the Magic Shield.‍‌

It​ was fast, but⁠⁠​ lacked great destructive‍​ power.

‘If​⁠​ I could combine‌ two attributes, I would have pierced​ it.’

Combining​ darkness, the most​​ destructive attribute, with⁠‌ electricity, the fastest.‌​‍

But⁠‍ with only third‌ circle, it was​‍‌ still impossible.

‘Then…’​‌​

Perda‍‍ shifted his gaze‍ to the magic‍⁠⁠ circle.

Although​‌⁠ Yuren had stopped‌‌ injecting mana, three⁠​ Ice Bolts were⁠ still advancing toward​ him.

‘Magic⁠⁠​ Intercept.’

A technique to intercept‍⁠ magic.

He‍‍​ created threads of​​ mana to deflect‌⁠‍ the projectiles.

Although‍⁠ he had once‍⁠ been an eighth-circle⁠​​ Archmage, now he‌‌⁠ was only third.⁠⁠

He‌​‍ could not take​ all three.

If‌‌⁠ he abandoned one,​​‍ he could take⁠​​ two.

‘I⁠‍ discard the one⁠‌⁠ that is not⁠‌‍ vital.’

A quick and logical‌‍‌ decision.

The‍‌‌ Ice Bolt he‍​​ let pass tore‍⁠‌ through his thigh.‌

The⁠‍‍ flesh split open,​ blood gushed out,‍⁠ and pain ran​‌‍ through his body.⁠‌⁠

But‌​​ it did not⁠‌‌ matter.

The‌ two projectiles he⁠ took now aimed​ at their creator.​​⁠

“I​‍ will return them⁠​ to you.”

A magic circle appeared‌⁠ in Perda’s hand.​​

The‍ same Lightning Bolt.​‍

But⁠ this time, it⁠⁠ was fired from‍ behind the Ice​​ Bolts.

“Lightning‍‌ Bolt.”

Whoosh!​

The​ Ice Bolts, propelled⁠‍​ at electrical speed,‌‍ were launched.

They‌⁠⁠ pierced through Yuren’s‍⁠‍ blue barrier.

Crack!​‍‌

The‌‌ ice shattered, and⁠‍ the barrier broke.‍‌​

Yuren’s‌ eyes widened.

‘My‍⁠ barrier broke?’

The​ hardness of the​⁠ Ice Bolt and⁠⁠ the speed of⁠ the Lightning Bolt‌⁠ combined, and the​‍⁠ barrier could not‌​ withstand the impact.⁠

That‌ confusion lasted only‍‌​ an instant.

Yuren​​ felt death.

He‌‌ still had one‍ Ice Bolt left.‍‌​

“Lightning​‍ Bolt.”

This‍‌​ time, the ice‍⁠​ projectile was heading⁠ for his forehead.‌⁠

“Uaaah!”‌⁠​

Yuren​‍ broke his concentration​ and threw himself​​ to the side.‍​⁠

The‍​ continuous concentration magic‍‌ circle collapsed and‍⁠ disappeared.

Feeling​ adrenaline rushing through⁠‌ his head, Yuren‌‍​ stood up.

“Phew…‌​‍ you caught me‍⁠ off guard. Are‌​‌ you really a third-circle mage?”

Perda‌ replied.

“Are‍‌‍ you so mediocre​⁠ that you need‍ to ask me​ directly?”

“It​​‍ is just that‍​ everything you do‍ gives that impression.‌ Not even that‌⁠‌ old Archmage of​ the court could⁠⁠‌ respond like this‍⁠‌ at third circle.”‌​⁠

“That‌‍ old man is‍‍ still one of‍‍ the wisest in‌ this palace.”

“You‌‍ speak as if‍​ you know him.⁠‍ You have not‍​ even seen him.”‍‌‍

Had‌​ he not seen‌ him?

It​‌ was that old⁠‌​ man whom he‍‌ had faced until‌‍ the emperor ended‍​ up bowing his‍ head.

While‌‌‍ Perda thought that,‍⁠ Yuren took something​⁠‌ out of his​‌ clothes.

A magic object a wooden stick with​​⁠ a round crystal‌ embedded in it.‍

A wand.

With⁠‍ just mana flowing‍⁠‍ into it, the⁠‌‌ magic circle engraved⁠‌‌ inside activated and​⁠ cast the spell.‍

The⁠‌‍ fact that he​ took that out‌ had a clear​​⁠ meaning.

“Are‍‌⁠ you admitting that​ you lost in‍​‍ skill?”

“Laugh⁠‌ all you want.⁠ As long as⁠ I eliminate you,‌ it is enough!”⁠⁠

He‌ injected mana and‍ the magic circle⁠⁠​ appeared.

Perda⁠⁠​ quickly analyzed its‌ shape.

‘At⁠⁠ a glance, it‍‍ is a fourth-level‍ spell.’

Just​‌ as he thought,⁠⁠ it was fourth-level​ magic.

The‌ mana of the‍ circle gathered, releasing‌​ a white cold​ and sharpening into‍​ a pointed form.‌

Its⁠ shape was similar⁠‍ to the Ice​⁠⁠ Bolts he had‍ launched before.

But‍⁠⁠ it was not‌‍ a simple Ice‍⁠ Bolt.

Perda’s‌ perception sharpened.

‘It‍ is loaded with​‍ excessive cold.’

It‌‍ was a Frost​‌‍ Bomb disguised as​‍​ an Ice Bolt.‍

At‍‍ the moment it⁠⁠ hit or broke,‌‍​ it would release‌ the cold contained⁠ within it.

If‍ you tried to‍‌ dodge it clumsily,‍⁠ defend, or intercept⁠​ it, it would‌ hit you instead.‍⁠​

‘Then‍‍⁠ it must be‍​ brought down.’

Perda‌⁠⁠ launched the mana​ orb he had⁠ on his finger​‍ to collide with⁠⁠ the Frost Bomb.‌‍‍

Fwoosh!‌‌

A freezing vapor burst‌‌ out, freezing everything‌​‌ around.

Perda’s‌ own mana orb​​‍ froze and rolled​⁠​ along the ground.‌​

It‍ was a magic‌​‌ so destructive that‍⁠‌ it could freeze‍‍‌ even mana.

‘He​​‌ has discovered my⁠⁠‌ Frost Bomb.’

It​‌ was not surprising.‌‍

A mage capable of‌‍​ using Magic Intercept⁠ would not fall‌⁠ for such a simple trick.

At⁠ that moment, Yuren‍⁠ began to recite​ another spell.

“Shield‍ of the Empire!”​​‍

A highly concentrated mana‌‍ magic circle took‌​‍ shape and became⁠ a shield.

Aegis,‍ a fifth-level defensive⁠ spell.

Named​‌ after a hero‌​ of the past,‍​​ it offered absolute‌ defense.

That‌​ shield would move‌⁠ on its own,⁠‍ detecting attacks without‍‍‌ needing commands.

‘An‍ annoying type.’

For‍⁠‌ someone who has‍‌ never seen it,⁠⁠​ it is an‌‍ extremely troublesome spell.⁠​⁠

‘…that⁠ is what it‍⁠⁠ seems.’

But⁠ Perda knew it‌⁠ well.

The⁠‍ more troublesome something‍ is, the more‍ clearly he remembers​‌‍ it.

That⁠​ is why he​‍ waited.

For‌⁠‍ the moment when​ Yuren would trust‍ his magic.

‘Now.’‌​‌

That‍⁠ moment came when​ Yuren used the‌‍​ Frost Bomb with‍​⁠ the wand.

At‍⁠​ the same time,⁠ two orbs appeared‍‍ in Perda’s hand.‌⁠​

One⁠ was a normal⁠‌ Mana Shot.

The​‍ other, a Mana‍‍ Bomb, formed with⁠‍ a much larger⁠‍‌ amount of mana.‌

‘It‍ cannot be…’

Upon‍​‍ seeing the Mana⁠​‌ Bomb, Yuren’s intuition⁠‌ activated.

He‍⁠⁠ tried to deny⁠ that premonition.

It⁠‍ was impossible.

A third-circle mage knowing⁠ how to counter‌​ fifth-level magic?

But​‌ even if he‍‌⁠ denied it, Perda’s⁠ orbs flew toward‍ him.

The​‍‍ first to arrive‌‌ was the Mana‌⁠‍ Bomb.

The‌‌ Aegis shield reacted‍ and moved to⁠ intercept it.

Boom!​

The‍​⁠ area filled with​​ scattered mana.

And‍‍‍ in that instant,‍ the movement of‍ the shield became‌​​ clumsy and irregular.‍‌

Yuren’s‍ eyes widened.

‘He​‌⁠ knows how to‌​‍ counter Aegis?’

The‍⁠ fight between mages⁠ consists of playing‌ hidden cards.

And‌ normally, they are​‍⁠ used assuming the⁠​⁠ opponent will not‌⁠​ know what they‍ are.

In​ fact, that is‍‌ the norm.

If⁠​​ one tried to​ cover all possibilities,​ even the unusual‍‌ ones, no spell‌‍‌ could be used.​⁠‌

Yuren‍​‌ was facing the‌⁠ impossible.

‘Then,​​‍ the second attack…’⁠⁠​

It​​ would target the⁠ Frost Bomb.

A spell that has⁠⁠​ already been cast​⁠ can be canceled​⁠⁠ by the mage’s‍‍‍ will.

But⁠‌ those generated by⁠‍ wands or staffs​ cannot be stopped⁠‌ midway.

Perda‌​ would wait for⁠‍ the Frost Bomb‌‌⁠ to complete, touch‌​ it, and make⁠ it explode.

‘So​ that is his‍⁠⁠ plan!’

Yuren‌​ quickly cast Magic‌​​ Shield.

A blue barrier covered⁠⁠ his front.

A defensive spell that‍‍​ could not be‍​ broken with a single Lightning Bolt.‍‌‍

The‍ mana orb would‍⁠‍ not be able‌⁠ to reach the​‌⁠ Frost Bomb.

Once​ created, it would⁠⁠ be enough to​⁠​ throw it elsewhere.⁠

But,​‍‌ contrary to what‌‍​ he thought.

The⁠ spell Perda cast⁠​⁠ was.

‘Lightning‍‌ Bolt?’

It​⁠‌ was the same‌‍ electric arrow.

Yuren​⁠‌ did not understand.​

‘It‍ cannot pierce it‌‌ why choose that?’‍​⁠

No‍ matter how powerful​‌ it was, it‍​ did not have​ enough strength to‍ break his barrier.‌⁠

While‍‌ Yuren tried to​⁠​ find the answer,‌ something began to⁠​‍ become visible.

In‌‍‍ the dark background,⁠ there was something⁠ even darker attached‌​​ to Perda’s back.​‌

It‍ looked like a hidden arm.

And​ that arm was​‌‌ making a throwing‌‍ motion from a low position.

“Ah.”‌

What‌​​ entered his field‍ of vision was‌⁠‌ a frozen mana​ orb.

It‍ had completely hardened⁠​‍ due to the‍​ effect of the‍‍ Frost Bomb.

So‌⁠​ solid that it​ could be used‌ as a metallic​⁠​ projectile.

He‌ had picked it‍⁠​ up from the⁠ blind spot of‌ his vision.

“Lightning‌ Bolt.”

At‍​ the instant the​⁠ projectile entered its‍‌​ trajectory, the lightning‍​​ was fired.

The​‍‍ Lightning Bolt advanced‌​​ carrying the solid‌​​ ice block.

Crash!​​​

The‍‌ Magic Shield broke.​​‍

Yuren’s​​ body shook violently.⁠​​

Even⁠⁠ so, Yuren was⁠ an experienced mage.‌‍

He‌‌‍ did not close‌ his eyes before⁠‍ the enemy.

In​⁠‍ his field of⁠​‌ vision, he saw‍⁠​ the mana orb​⁠ that Perda had⁠‍ saved, flying toward‌ him.

‘I⁠​​ have to find⁠ a way…!’

But‌ it was already​⁠⁠ too late.

The‌‌‌ mana orb had​‍​ touched the Frost⁠⁠​ Bomb.

Booom!‌‍‌

A white vapor exploded‌‍ and the area⁠‍‌ turned into a field of frost.‌

The​ mist did not​ dissipate easily.

‘He‍⁠ must be dead.’‍‌

Given‌‍⁠ the magnitude of‍​ the attack, it⁠ would not be⁠⁠‌ strange if Yuren​⁠⁠ had died.

His‌‌ defense had been‌ neutralized, and even​‍‍ with magical resistance,​ he could not‍ survive a direct⁠ explosion of cold.‌

Even⁠⁠‌ so—

Perda‌ did not lower​‌ his guard.

This‍⁠​ was the sealed​​‍ warehouse.

And​ what keeps a human alive is⁠⁠ their will.

‘And⁠⁠ demons can make‍⁠ that will come‍ true.’

And​‍‍ his concern became⁠ reality.

Crack—⁠‌​

Yuren’s‌ figure, turned into‍ an ice mage⁠‌ covered in frost,⁠‍‍ moved.

His⁠ frozen clothes and⁠ the wand shattered​ into fragments of‌​⁠ ice, but he⁠‍​ did not.

And‍ at some point,⁠‍ a book appeared‌‌​ in his hand.‍⁠

“Khihihihit…!”​‌

A laugh filled with‌​⁠ madness echoed with‌ ecstasy.

“Ah…⁠‍​ so this is​‌⁠ how it feels⁠‌ to obtain the⁠⁠‌ power of a demon…”

It​⁠ was the typical‍ reaction of someone‍‌ who has surrendered‌‌‍ to demonic power.⁠

The‍ book he held‌‌ was the Ice‍⁠ Manifestation Technique of​​‌ Marbas.

‘Marbas,‍‌ demon of extreme‍ cold and destruction.’​‍

One‍ of the seven‌‍⁠ great demons, lord‍‍‍ of the frozen⁠ hell.

Perfect‍ for an ice⁠​ mage like Yuren.​​‍

‘He‍⁠ made a contract⁠‌ just before the‌‍‌ explosion and survived.’‌⁠‌

Whoever‌‍ sells their soul‌‌‍ to Marbas receives‍​ the blessing of‍‍‍ resisting extreme cold.⁠‍‌

Seeing‍ that, Perda let‍⁠⁠ himself fall to‍ the ground.

He‍ had lost too⁠⁠‍ much blood, and⁠‌ his thigh no⁠‌ longer responded.

His​​ concentration, which had​⁠ been superhuman, was​⁠‍ reaching its limit.​⁠⁠

“Well…‌‍ where did that‍⁠ confident regent go?‌⁠ Come on, let‌‌​ us keep fighting.”​⁠‍

Yuren⁠ mocked him.

Everything⁠⁠ was tilting against​ Perda.

At‌ that moment—

The‍ malicious presences that⁠ filled the room⁠⁠ began to move⁠‌ again.

All‍ the demonic books‌​ in the sealed‌‌ warehouse trembled.

— Give me your‍​ soul. I will​ give you the⁠‌‌ power to kill⁠ that insignificant one.​

— I will give⁠‌ you the power⁠‌‍ to burn that⁠⁠‍ insolent one! Give⁠ me your soul!⁠⁠

— I will give⁠‌‍ you power. Is‍⁠ it not better‌‌ to live, even⁠⁠ if crawling in‍⁠‌ the mud?

The⁠‌​ whispers of the‍ demons shook Perda.‌⁠‍

It‌ was as if‍ they were trying⁠ to tear him⁠‍ apart and take‍ over his body.⁠​‌

Proof‍⁠ that he had‍⁠​ been pushed to⁠ the edge of​‍ the abyss.

Perda,⁠‌⁠ barely breathing with​⁠ difficulty, opened his⁠​​ mouth.

“When​‌‌ one is about‍ to die…”

A smile appeared on‍‍​ his lips.

It‍ was different from‌⁠ the few smiles‍ he had shown‌‌ until now.

It‌‍ was a smile⁠​‌ born from his‌ emotions.

“They​⁠⁠ say that when⁠‌ you are about​ to die, the⁠ first thing you​ see is the‍​ face of the⁠⁠​ person you love.”‌

Yuren​​‍ frowned at seeing‍ Perda say such‍​‌ nonsense all of‍​‍ a sudden.

“And‍⁠‌ do you know‍‍‍ what I am​‌‌ seeing right now?⁠⁠ You. Do you⁠‍ know what that⁠ means?”

“What​‍‌ the hell are‍ you talking about?⁠⁠ Do not tell‍ me you are​ going to say‍ you love me.”⁠⁠​

Perda’s​ blue eyes stared‌‍‌ at him.

They​⁠‍ shone while he‌‌​ used magic.

That⁠⁠​ unwavering glow was‍‌‌ pride.

And​ those eyes made‍​‍ Yuren feel insignificant.​

“It‌⁠‍ means that it‌ is not my‌‌ time to die‍‍‌ yet.”

At​‌ that moment, Yuren’s‌​​ intuition activated again.​‌

‘Can‌ I not… defeat‍ this man?’

Even‍​ after making a contract with the⁠‌‌ demon Marbas?

‘That‍ cannot be.’

Then​⁠⁠ what was he,⁠ who had sold‌‌ his soul?

What‌​ did it mean‌​ that, even after‍​ abandoning everything in​​ the face of‌​⁠ death, he could​‍ not defeat a third-circle mage?

As‌‍⁠ he tried to‌⁠ compose himself, Perda‌​​ asked.

“Do​ you know what‍‌‌ the unwritten law‌ of mages is?”​‍⁠

The‌‌‌ unwritten law of‌‍⁠ mages.

Never⁠ reveal your final‌⁠​ trump card, not⁠‌ even at the​⁠ moment of death.​‌

In‍‍ other words, a joker capable of​‌⁠ turning everything around.‌

“So‌ you are going⁠‍ to use your‌​‌ final magic? You‍​​ do not have⁠​​ enough mana left‍ for that.”

Yuren⁠ was right.

Perda‌‍ only had enough‌ mana left to⁠ cast, at most,​​ an Elemental Bolt.‍‍​

The⁠⁠‌ blood flowing from‌‍⁠ his thigh had‍ not even been​ stopped.

He​‍⁠ no longer had‍ strength.

The⁠ one who was⁠‌⁠ cornered was clearly⁠‌‌ not Yuren, but⁠ Perda.

Perda‌⁠ smiled broadly.

“Do‌ not jump to‍⁠ conclusions. When did‌​⁠ I say it‌ would be magic?”​

Not‌‌ magic?

At‌ that moment, Yuren‌‍⁠ felt a presence⁠⁠ behind him.

“It⁠‍‌ seems it is⁠⁠ not too late​‍⁠ yet.”

A male voice sounded‍ suddenly.

Yuren​‌​ turned his head.​‍

There‌⁠‍ was a brown-haired‍⁠‍ man dressed as‍⁠⁠ a guard.

‘That…⁠⁠‍ cannot be a guard.’

A guard could not‌ be in a security zone like‍‍⁠ this.

He‍‌⁠ was clearly an‍ intruder.

And‍​‌ not just any‌ intruder someone skilled​‍ enough to infiltrate‍‌ the sealed warehouse.‌​​

The‍‌ first to move‌​‍ was that man.​

He​⁠⁠ closed the distance​⁠ with agility.

‘I‍‍‌ have to react.’‍

Yuren‌​ drew a magic​​‍ circle.

At‍ that instant, the⁠‌⁠ man’s ordinary eyes⁠‌ turned deep red.⁠​

‘What…?‌‍‍ Why is the⁠⁠ mana…?’

At‌‍ the point where‌ that gaze landed,‌‍​ the mana that​‍‍ was gathering in​‌ the magic circle⁠​ was forcibly dispersed.​⁠‌

‘It‌‌ cannot be…!’

In‍​⁠ his mind appeared‌‍ a race he‍‍ believed extinct.

“Are‍ you of the​ red-eyed race?!”

Also⁠⁠‌ known as mage‍ killers.

The​‌ dagger in the⁠⁠​ man’s hand pierced​‍‍ his neck.

“Ggh…!”⁠‌​

It​ precisely pierced the‍ trachea and the​‍ artery.

The⁠ only thing he⁠‍‍ could produce was​⁠​ a choked sound.⁠‍

From‍​ behind, watching everything,‍⁠ Perda spoke familiarly.‌⁠

“Be‍⁠ careful. That one‌ sold himself to‍ a demon.”

“I​‌‍ know.”

The​ man gripped the‍ dagger with both​‍ hands and took​​⁠ a stance.

“After⁠⁠ all, I have⁠⁠‍ quite a relationship⁠‌ with demons.”

He‍​‍ pulled out the‍ dagger and drew‍⁠​ a wide arc.​

Yuren’s⁠ field of vision​​ inverted as his‍⁠ head went flying.⁠‌​

In​‍​ the consciousness that‍‌⁠ had not yet​​ faded, he saw​ Perda.

He‌ was casting a Lightning Bolt toward⁠‍ his head.

“Have⁠​‌ a good trip.​‌ Beast that lost⁠​‍ its pride.”

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