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Infinite Mage Chapter 124: New Meetings (3)

Chapter 124: New Meetings (3)

Indeed,‍ Tess had a physique that could‌‌⁠ match the bulky​ Rian, with long‌⁠‌ limbs and a tall stature, giving⁠⁠ her a deep‌⁠ waistline.

In‌​‌ contrast, Shirone was‌⁠ unmistakably a mage.‌‌⁠ He was of⁠ average height and‌ on the thinner‌ side compared to⁠ his peers.

Of‍‍ course, physical beauty‍‍ wasn’t the entirety⁠‍⁠ of one’s charm,​⁠ but it was⁠‍ inevitable to feel​ inferior in front​‍ of Tess’s imposing‌‍‌ presence, who stood​⁠‍ a head taller.‌⁠​

“No,​​ we’re just friends​ too. She’s especially‌ coming along at⁠ my request.”

“Ah,‍ I see.”

Tess‌‌⁠ didn’t quite believe​‌‍ it. The fact​‍​ that a girl‍‍‍ from the first-class⁠⁠​ nobility was accompanying‌‍‍ a commoner as‌⁠ his partner was‍ enough to hint‍‍‍ at an extraordinary​ affection.

Rian⁠ thought the same.‌⁠⁠ In fact, his​​​ biggest concern while‍⁠ planning this trip‌ was if Shirone⁠‌⁠ couldn’t find a partner due to⁠‍⁠ his status and‍‌‍ introverted personality, which‍ could potentially hurt‌ him.

But‌ to his surprise,‌⁠​ even Shirone, who⁠ seemed indifferent to⁠ girls, brought along⁠ a stunningly beautiful‍ girl.

Rian​ always believed that​‍ a girl should⁠‍​ evoke a protective⁠ instinct, like Amy‍⁠ did with her​⁠​ adorable charm.

In‍​ contrast, Tess was⁠ someone who surpassed‍⁠ him in skill,⁠​ so it was‍​ impossible to feel⁠ romantic towards her.‌‍

Even⁠​ if it was‌‍ just due to‌ her Schema ability,‌⁠ few men are​‍​ attracted to women‍ stronger than themselves.​

‘Give‌‌‍ it your best,​ Shirone. I’ll actively‌‌​ support you.’

While‌⁠ Rian was strategizing,​ the prepared carriage‍ arrived. The four‌ gathered their belongings​ and headed towards⁠⁠‍ the carriage.

That’s​‌ when it happened.⁠

“You‍‌ brat! Rian~!”

A tremendous decibel voice‌ spread from the​‍ mansion. The murderous⁠‍​ intent carried by‍⁠ the voice alone⁠ was enough for⁠‍‌ Rian to realize‍⁠ everything was exposed.⁠​​

“Damn‍‍ it! Run, everyone!”⁠​‌

“What?​⁠‌ What about the‍‍​ carriage?”

“If‍‍ we ride, we’ll‌‌ be too late!‍‌​ Look back! We⁠⁠​ must jump over​⁠ the fence at‌ all costs!”

The‌‌‍ three looked back‍‍‍ towards the mansion.⁠​ A towering whirlwind‌ of yellow dust​‌​ was approaching them.‌

Without‌⁠​ fully grasping the‍‍ situation, Shirone and⁠​‍ his companions started​‌ running.

“Rian!​​​ What’s happening?”

“Damn!‌​ The report card​‍ must have arrived!​ I actually came‌⁠ last! Dad’s going‌ to kill us!”​⁠‌

“Really?⁠‌ Like, actually kill?‌​‌ Let’s just tell‌‍ the truth and​⁠ leave. What is​‍​ this, running away‌ for a vacation?”⁠​‍

“Feel‍‍​ free to try‍‍⁠ if you’re so​⁠ confident. I’m running.⁠​​ Just so you⁠ know, my dad’s‍‌ a certified Grade-4⁠​⁠ Swordsman.”

The​‍ color drained from​ the faces of​‍ the three. Tess⁠​‌ activated her Schema​ and dashed forward,​⁠ with Amy following⁠ closely.

Shirone,⁠‌‌ lagging behind, felt‍ his heart pounding.‌⁠ He was running​‍ forward, yet the‍ wind blew from‌‍ behind.

Pushing‍ through the air‌‌ at such speed‍‍ meant Bischoff was‍​⁠ surpassing human limits.⁠​

“Rian!​‌ We’re going to⁠‍ get caught!”

“We‍​ have no choice!​​ I’ll sacrifice myselft!‍‌‌ You guys go‌​ ahead and have‍‍ fun on the​ island!”

If​​ anyone could pull​‌⁠ it off, it‌ was Rian. But‍‍ leaving friends behind‌‌​ for a vacation‌⁠​ was out of⁠ the question. Amidst‍​ the chaos, Shirone​‌‍ thought of a solution.

“Amy!‌⁠⁠ Let’s use Teleportation!‌ Rian, don’t move!”‌⁠

Shirone​‍ grabbed Rian and​⁠ cast a Photonization⁠ spell. Their bodies‌ flashed brightly and​ then shot forward​ as beams of⁠ light.

Experiencing⁠‌‍ Teleportation for the‍ first time, Rian‌ felt dizzy. His​⁠‍ vision narrowed to⁠⁠ an extreme, making​‌ it feel like⁠‌ all scenery was​‍⁠ rushing towards him.⁠⁠

It​ was the perspective‌‍‍ of a mage.⁠​

Amy,​ understanding Shirone’s instructions,⁠‍ grabbed Tess and‍ cast Teleportation.

Two​​‍ streaks of light‍⁠​ dashed across the‍ garden at incredible‍​ speeds. It was‍ a dangerous situation​⁠ where they could‌⁠ crash into any‍⁠ obstacle and shatter,‍ but Shirone and‌ Amy didn’t allow‌‍ for any mistakes.‌

Thinking‌‌‍ they had gotten⁠‌ far enough, Shirone‌‌ looked back. But​‍‍ he had to‍ grit his teeth,‌‍‌ holding back tears,‌⁠‌ as the whirlwind​ had closed in⁠‍‌ even more.

It‌ was tearing through‍ everything in its‍​ path, obstructions and‍‍ all.

Naturally,​​‍ the image of​‍ the Great Straight​‍ Sword, the symbol‌⁠ of the Ogent⁠‍ family, came to​‌ mind.

“Amy!‍‌‌ This way!”

Shirone⁠​‍ screeched to a halt in the‌‍ middle of a dense forest and‌ called out. Amy‍​‌ then canceled a turn to close​‌ the distance to‍​‍ Shirone.

The‍‍​ destructive whirlwind was​‌​ 100 meters away,‌​ tearing through the‍‍ forest.

Tess‌ stomped her feet⁠​⁠ in frustration and​ yelled.

“What​ now? Are we‍ just going to‌ get caught?”

“Hold‌​​ on to me!‍‌⁠ We’re going to‌‍ fly!”

Shirone‌‌ expanded the radius⁠⁠⁠ of his Spirit⁠⁠ Zone as much⁠‍ as possible. It⁠​ wasn’t enough to‍‍ escape the garden,‌⁠ but there was‍​⁠ one way.

If​​‍ they couldn’t outrun‍‍ the speed, they‌ could disappear from​‍ their coordinates momentarily.​‍

“Here‌‍ we go!”

Shirone​‍ used Synesthesia to‍​ search for a safe location as⁠‍‌ his friends gathered.‌‍⁠ He hadn’t expected‍​ to use a spell he thought‌⁠ he wouldn’t need​‌​ for a while‍ in such a practical situation so‍⁠ soon.

Targeting⁠​ the outskirts of​‌ the forest, he‍‍ cast Spatial Warp,⁠ and their bodies⁠⁠ ignited into light‌​ before being sucked‍‍ into the sky.‍‌

Simultaneously,⁠​‍ a tremendous wind‍ swept in, carrying‍ shadows with it,‌‌⁠ erasing their presence⁠‍‍ as it passed⁠‌​ where they stood.‍

Bischoff‍⁠‍ clenched his hand‍​‍ that failed to‌‍ catch Rian, regretting‌⁠‌ the missed opportunity​​‍ by a hair’s⁠⁠ breadth.

“Damn⁠ it…”

Pivoting‍‍ 180 degrees, Bischoff​‌ braked with both‌​‍ legs, sliding across‌ the ground as‍ if on ice,⁠‍ pushing back for‌⁠⁠ several meters.

A mound of earth,‍​ weighing twenty times⁠ his body weight,​‍ rose behind his‌‍⁠ heels, showcasing the‍​ immense physical force‌‍ his body contained.⁠‌⁠

Bischoff⁠‍⁠ looked back at‍⁠⁠ the path he⁠⁠‍ had charged down⁠‍⁠ with a heavy‍‍‌ heart. The ground‍ was churned up,‍‌ and trees were⁠ snapped randomly.

All​‍ of this chaos​‌ was because of‍​ Rian, who dared‍​ to deceive his‌ father.

“Imaginary‍​ Schema?”

He⁠ trembled as he‍ pulled out the‍‌ report card. The⁠‍​ more he thought‍‌ about it, the​‌ more sighs it‍ drew from him.⁠

Yet,‌ on the other‌⁠‌ hand, he felt‍ a pang of‌‍ sympathy for his⁠‌ inept son. How‌⁠ much training must⁠⁠ he have undergone‌‌‍ to possess strength‍ akin to Schema?⁠‍

“I​​​ suppose it’s a consolation prize.”

But⁠ then, Shirone had‍ already mastered Spatial⁠⁠​ Warp, a feat​‌​ challenging even for‍ professionals, marking incredible⁠⁠ progress for just‌ half a year.‌‍

Shirone‌ and Rian. Rian⁠ and Shirone. Bischoff‍ contemplated the intertwined⁠‍​ fates of the‍‍ two boys.

Despite‍ their vastly different⁠‌ talents and dispositions,‌ perhaps the steps‍​⁠ they took were⁠​⁠ equally named ‘best‍‍‍ effort’?

“This‍ will make a fine memory, too.”⁠

Discarding⁠‌​ the report card‍ over his shoulder,‌ Bischoff headed back‌ to the mansion.‍‍‌

Having⁠‍​ vaulted over the​⁠ Ogent estate’s fence,‌​ Shirone and his‍‌ companions exerted themselves‌⁠⁠ to leave the⁠ noble district.

Thanks‍​ to the Spatial‌‍‌ Warp, they had⁠ escaped Bischoff’s anticipated​ coordinates, but they⁠ couldn’t yet relax.⁠

A Schema master’s movement,‌‌‍ boasting a nearly‌‌ animalistic range, couldn’t​​⁠ be easily escaped‍ with mere Teleportation.‍‌

Only⁠ upon reaching the‌⁠‍ bustling streets did​‌‍ Shirone and his⁠​ companions catch their​⁠⁠ breath, still vividly‍​​ recalling Bischoff’s face.‍

Though‌ they doubted he‍​‌ would harm his‍ son, the approaching‌‍‌ whirlwind suggested he​‍⁠ was capable of⁠ more severe actions.⁠

Shirone⁠⁠ sighed, “What do‍ we do now?‌⁠‌ We’ve come this​​‍ far, so there’s‌⁠⁠ no turning back.”‍‍‌

“It​ doesn’t matter, right?‌ We’ve got plenty‍ of travel money.‌⁠ Let’s rent a carriage to the⁠ harbor.”

Rian‍ feared nothing but​⁠ his father. Though‌ retribution was inevitable,​ gloomy thoughts had‌ no place with​⁠‍ an enjoyable trip​​‍ ahead.

They‍‌ reached a stable‍​ on the city‌‌⁠ outskirts, offering horses‌‌ for sale and‍ transport services, hiring⁠​⁠ drivers to destinations.‌⁠‌

With‌​‍ the ship’s departure​‌ time looming, Rian​ hastily rented a four-seater carriage available​ for immediate departure.⁠‍

Rian​‍ and Tess sat‍​ side by side,‍ with Shirone and‍‍ Amy facing them.‌​ The interior, meant​⁠‌ for commoners, was‌⁠ cramped, forcing them​⁠‌ to sit closely.⁠

The‍ carriage set off‌‍‍ amidst an awkward​ atmosphere, but the​ cool breeze through‌‍ the window soon‌⁠ eased the tension.‌⁠​

Tess‌‌ fanned herself, observing​​​ Shirone. Though unfamiliar​ with magic, she​ understood the difficulty‌‌​ of escaping a dense forest via‌‌‌ Teleportation, confirming Shirone’s⁠⁠​ significant magical prowess.‍‌

Yet,⁠​ merely excelling in⁠ magic wasn’t enough​ to warrant a knightly oath from‍ Rian, considering the‌‌ abundance of skilled‍ nobles, leaving her⁠​ doubts unresolved.

“What​⁠‍ was that second⁠​‍ spell? It felt‌‌ odd for Teleportation.”​‍‌

“Oh,⁠⁠ that was Spatial⁠⁠‌ Warp. It might‌​ have felt disorienting​‌‌ because it bends⁠ space along the​‍​ time axis.”

“What?​ That was Spatial⁠ Warp?”

Tess‍‌ was astonished. Even‌⁠​ among her friends⁠​‌ attending magic schools,‌‍⁠ none had mastered‍ Spatial Warp.

It‍‍ wasn’t a matter⁠​⁠ of mere theoretical​‌ knowledge; it required‌‍‍ immense mental fortitude‌‌⁠ and could only​⁠‌ be conquered with​ time and effort.​‌

“That’s‍‍‍ impressive. Did you‍‍‌ come across some‌ fortune? Not to⁠​‌ belittle, but Spatial⁠​‍ Warp is usually​‍ reserved for professionals.​ Isn’t it tough‍‌‍ without studying magic⁠‌ from a young‌ age?”

Tess‌ assumed Shirone had‍‍⁠ entered the magical​ world through some⁠​ childhood fortune, as‌ there seemed no‌ other way for‍ a commoner to‌‌ learn magic.

Shirone​​​ simply nodded. While‌⁠ half right and‍​‌ half wrong, he⁠ felt no need​⁠ to correct the‌⁠ misunderstanding as it​⁠ wasn’t a significant​‍‌ issue.

“Right.​​ Without Rian, I couldn’t have attended‌⁠​ the magic school.‌⁠ The Ogent family⁠‌‌ helped me enroll.”‌

“So​ that was it.​‍ But still, I think it’s remarkable.⁠‌‍ Competing with nobles⁠ from a young‌ age, not just⁠​‍ in studies but‌ in other aspects⁠‌‍ too, must have⁠‌‍ been taxing.”

“Haha!‌​ It was at‍ first. But it’s⁠ okay now. Amy‍‍ has been a great help, too.”‍

“Hmph,‌ what did I even do? You‍ never told me‌​ anything.”

Amy⁠ snorted and turned⁠ away. Despite not​​ showing it, she‍​⁠ was frustrated with​ Shirone’s modest response.‍

Tess‌ seemed to doubt​‌​ that Shirone, merely⁠‌⁠ a commoner, had​⁠‌ mastered advanced magic‌‌​ through his efforts.‌‍

Not​​‌ knowing him, her‍‌ reaction was natural,⁠⁠‌ but Amy disliked‍ the assumption that‌ Shirone’s arduous journey⁠‌​ could be dismissed​​⁠ as mere fortune.‌⁠‌

Rian‍‍ scratched that itchy​‌⁠ spot for Amy.‍

“After​‍ all, it’s only‌⁠ been half a year. Shirone has​ only been studying⁠​ magic for that‌‍ long.”

“What,​ half a year?”‍

Tess’s‍​ neck nearly snapped⁠ as she turned⁠​‌ to Rian. Even⁠‌‍ for her, this‍ was beyond comprehension.‍‌

It‍⁠ was common knowledge‍ among the nobility‌ that mastering Spatial⁠ Warp in just⁠‍⁠ half a year‌‍​ was impossible, regardless‌‌ of a swordsman’s‍‌ perspective.

Tess​ discreetly glanced across.‌​‌ Shirone smiled, but​ Amy, still sulking,​‍ wouldn’t even meet‍ his gaze.

Tess⁠‌‌ then realized her‍ mistake.

Swordsmen‍‍ and mages often‍ have opposite natures⁠ due to their​‍ different pursuits.

If​‍ one speaks and‍‌ listens as swordsmen⁠‌ do, mages infer​⁠‌ numerous meanings between‌‍ the lines. From‌ Amy’s perspective, Tess’s⁠ remarks could seem‍​⁠ demeaning to Shirone.⁠

“Oh‌‌ dear, I apologize.⁠⁠ I didn’t mean‌⁠‌ to upset you​ with my thoughtless⁠‌ chatter. If my‍‍ partner were treated​ this way, I’d​​ be furious too.”⁠

Amy’s​ face flushed. Mages‍‌ might excel in‍‍​ language, but direct‌‍‌ apologies like this‍⁠​ left them defenseless​⁠⁠ as newborns.

“Me,⁠‌ what did I do? I didn’t​ say anything. And‌ we’re not lovers,‌‌​ just friends.”

Though​ Amy responded curtly,‌​ her expression had​ softened significantly.

“It’s​‌ natural to be⁠⁠ unfamiliar with each⁠⁠ other at first.‌ Tess may be​ blunt, but she⁠⁠ means no harm,⁠ so please understand.⁠ Feel free to​ speak your mind⁠ anytime.”

Rian​​⁠ spoke straightforwardly, leaving‌ Shirone and Amy⁠ at a loss‌⁠‍ for words.

Accustomed‌ to weighing and‌‍⁠ measuring their words,‍ the swordsmen’s frankness​​ was overwhelmingly burdensome‌​​ for them.

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