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Infinite Mage Chapter 149: Forced Breakthrough (3)

Chapter 149: Forced Breakthrough (3)

Just‍‌​ as they were⁠⁠​ about to commence‌​‌ the operation, Tess,​‍⁠ who had been‌ deep in thought‌ for a while,‍⁠⁠ suddenly spoke up.‍⁠

“Wait‍ a moment. Before‌‍ we start, there’s‍ something I need‍​​ to confirm.”

“What​‌‌ is it you‍‌​ need to confirm?”‌‌

“If⁠⁠ this operation succeeds,‍‍‍ there’s a high‍​ chance we’ll end‌​⁠ up in direct​​ combat with the‌ enemies. That’s why‌⁠ I have something⁠⁠ I want to‌​ ask Rian.”

“What​ is it? Do‍ you see a problem with me?”⁠​

Rian‍ looked puzzled, prompting‌ Tess to look​‍ at him with‍​⁠ an unusually serious‍ gaze and ask,⁠​​

“Rian,‌⁠ have you ever‍‌ killed someone?”

Silence⁠ enveloped the group.​ Rian blinked, his​ hand resting on⁠⁠‌ his sword.

Truthfully,‍‌ he had never‌‍ really thought about⁠ it. Or rather,‌ was it something⁠​​ that needed to‍ be thought about?⁠‍

Every⁠ knight, at some⁠‍​ point, tacitly resolves​‍ themselves to the‌​​ nature of their‍ weapon. A sword​ is meant to‍⁠ cut people. With‍⁠⁠ a lifetime commitment⁠​ to wielding such​​​ a tool, Rian‍‍ believed that other⁠‍ considerations were secondary.​‍⁠

“No,‍‌ I haven’t. What​⁠‍ about you?”

“A‌‍‌ few times. When⁠ I went with​‌ my father to​​ subdue bandits.”

“Really?‌ But why is⁠​ that an issue?”‌‌‍

“Rian,​‌ being prepared to‍‍ die and prepared⁠ to kill are​ entirely different things.‌‍​ It’s the same‍ for mages, but‌ especially for us,‍‍⁠ we have to⁠⁠ take lives with⁠ these very hands.”​‌‌

The‌⁠ foes Shirone’s group​ was contending with​‌‌ were not mere‌‍‌ local thugs but‍⁠⁠ the Parrot Mercenaries,‍ renowned across foreign‌‍‍ lands. All of⁠‍​ them were seasoned‌‌‌ professionals who had‌ experienced countless battles.⁠⁠‌

“Of‌⁠​ course, I trust​ your courage. It’s​‌ unthinkable for a swordsman to go‌ through life without​‌⁠ ever staining their‍ sword with blood.⁠⁠ But if today⁠⁠ is your first‌ time, you might‌‍ waver during the‍​ battle.”

Rian​⁠ exhaled thoughtfully, considering‌ this.

Wavering⁠ during battle… Naturally,‍​ taking a life‍⁠‍ wasn’t particularly pleasant.‍ But, on the‍ other hand, he‌ felt it didn’t‌‍⁠ really matter.

“Tess,‌ murder is a complex and dangerous‍‍​ issue. I understand​ why you’re concerned,​ but I will‌⁠⁠ never waver.”

Idiot,⁠⁠‍ that’s exactly what‍ I’m saying it’s⁠‌ not that simple.‌⁠‌ Killing someone…”

“I‍‌‌ have always killed.”‍⁠

Tess’s​⁠ gaze wavered. Rian⁠ looked at his⁠ reflection in the⁠‍ blade of his‍⁠ straight sword and​ continued,

“And…⁠ I have died​ countless times.”

In⁠​‍ that moment, Rian’s‌‌‌ intense gaze met⁠ Tess’s.

“Even​⁠ when they said‌​ I had no‍ talent, when they‍ told me to‍​ give up the⁠‌‍ sword, even when⁠ I really wanted‌ to give up,‌‍ I kept swinging⁠‍ my sword. In‍​ the process, I killed countless foes‌‍‌ and was killed⁠ by countless foes.”‍​

Rian⁠‍ pointed his straight‍ sword northward. If‌​‍ Rian were a statue, he might‌ have fallen forward‍ under the weight​‍ of his sword,​‍ but he stood​‌ firm, as if‌ his feet were‌‌ rooted to the​⁠ ground.

“Tess,‌‌ do you understand?‍ Throughout my life,​‌‌ I have never​‌ wielded my sword‍⁠ with a half-hearted‍​ resolve. Whether or⁠⁠‍ not there was⁠‌ an enemy before​ me, I always‍​⁠ swung my sword​ with all my⁠⁠​ might.”

Everyone‍‍ could sense the‌⁠‍ determination in Rian’s‌⁠ words. As if​‌​ nothing had happened,​‌‌ Rian smiled and​ sheathed his straight‍⁠​ sword behind him.‍‍⁠

“I‍‌ will not falter.⁠‌​ I am Shirone’s⁠ sword. I exist‍ solely to cut​​‌ down whatever Shirone​ desires. So, there’s​⁠‍ no need to‌​ worry.”

This‌ was why Tess⁠ chose Rian over​‌ countless others with‌ sword talent.

Rian​ was blunt. That’s‍ why he hadn’t​⁠ been able to‌‍‍ open his Schema,‍‌​ but the weight⁠​‌ of human resolve,‌​‌ derived from the‌​ essence of life​‌ itself, couldn’t be‍ produced by talent⁠​ or skill alone.⁠​

After‍​⁠ watching Rian for​ a moment, Tess⁠‌ smiled contentedly and‌ looked around at⁠‍​ everyone.

“Alright!​⁠‍ My worries have‌​​ been alleviated. Let’s‌‍‍ get started.”

Encouraged‌‌‌ by Tess’s words,‌ Shirone and Amy⁠⁠‌ were also fired‌‍‍ up. Rian’s speech‌ had ignited their‌⁠​ fighting spirit.

“Then‍ Amy, let’s go‍​​ first.”

Shirone‌‍ grabbed Rian and⁠ cast Photonization. A flash of light‍‌‌ enveloped the two,‍‌ who then disappeared⁠ into the forest,⁠‌ followed closely by​‍ Amy and Tess.⁠‍‌

The‍‌ sight of two‍ streaks of light‌‌ traversing the dense‍‌​ forest was the​‌‍ epitome of dazzling.​ Reflecting off each​‍ other like in​⁠‌ a mirror, they⁠‍ moved erratically, zigzagging⁠ through the woods.​

Though‍⁠ the location of​⁠⁠ the magic circle⁠‌ was unknown, they​ could roughly estimate‍‌​ the distance based‌⁠ on the enemy’s‌‍ movements.

After‌ about 10 minutes‍‍ of searching the​‌‌ forest, they located⁠‍ the first magic‌​ circle.

Being‍​‌ a magical entity,‍ the magic circle‍‌​ became clearly perceivable⁠⁠ within the range​​ of their Spirit⁠‌​ Zone.

Stealth​⁠ magic, if applied,​​ would significantly increase‍‌ the difficulty of‍ detection. However, even‍‌ for a wealthy‍ mercenary group, maintaining⁠ such a setup​​⁠ was impractical.

The⁠​ cost of hiring‌‌‌ stealth magicians for​ all the mages​‍‍ involved in a mid-level magic circle​‍ wouldn’t even amount​‌ to one-tenth, making‍ it an unviable‍ investment.

Rian​​ cleared a path‌​​ through the dense⁠​​ brush with his​‍‌ straight sword, revealing‌‍ a magic circle⁠ on a grassy‌ clearing.

Shirone,​⁠ seeing a magic⁠⁠ circle for the‌ first time, was‍‍ surprised by its⁠ scale, much larger‍⁠⁠ than he had​⁠ imagined.

Amy‌​​ surveyed the surroundings⁠⁠ and nodded.

“Indeed,‍ it’s a mid-level​‌ magic circle. They⁠⁠ must have gone⁠​‌ through a lot‍ of trouble to​⁠​ create it.”

The⁠ circle, over 5 meters in radius,⁠⁠ emitted a crimson​ light in response‍‌ to their Spirit⁠ Zone. Inside, the‌ complex and beautiful​ designs etched within‌‍ the concentric circles​‍​ could have been‌‌ mistaken for works‌​ of art.

“Wait,⁠ let me take​ a closer look.”‍​

Amy,​ with some knowledge‍ from her advanced‍‍⁠ class, examined the‍ magic circle closely.⁠⁠‍

Magic⁠⁠​ circles could be​⁠ assessed based on⁠‍ three criteria.

First​​‌ was the color‌‍​ representing the strength‌ of the magic.⁠ Second was the‍​ density of the‌⁠ functions, and third‌ was the interconnectedness​ of the magic‍‍​ circles drawn within.⁠

To‌ Amy, this magic‌ circle seemed slightly​⁠‍ lacking in color⁠‌ and density but⁠​‌ excelled in interconnectedness.​‍ This likely meant‍ it was produced‌‍ by a formal‌‍‍ entity.

“Trouble’s‍‌‍ brewing. It seems‌​‍ like it was​⁠ inscribed by a formally registered magic‌‍ company. I thought‌​ they might have‌​ hired shady magicians⁠ with their illicit⁠‍​ earnings.”

“Is​ that a significant​​ issue?”

“The‍​‌ hallmark of a formal company is​ standard design, which⁠ means good interconnectedness.‌ Simply put, the‌‌‍ magic circle is‍‌ durable. Can we‌‌ really destroy it‌⁠​ in 10 minutes?”⁠⁠

“We‍‌‌ should at least​ try. I’m not‍‍ entirely sure we‍⁠ can succeed.”

“What?‍ You’re saying that‍‌ now? We launched⁠ this operation because⁠ you said you‌⁠ had an idea.”‌

“Sorry.​⁠ But I’m somewhat‌⁠​ confident. And if⁠‍‌ we do succeed…”⁠​⁠

“If​⁠ we do?”

Shirone⁠ looked up, pondering​‌ for a moment‍​ before sharing his‍⁠‌ estimate.

“Perhaps‍‍ we could destroy‍ it in under‍‌‌ a minute.”

“A‍‍⁠ minute?”

Amy’s​⁠⁠ eyes widened in​ disbelief. They were⁠ dealing with a mid-level magic circle,⁠ which professional demolition‍⁠‌ teams would struggle‌⁠⁠ to neutralize in​ a minute.

A magic circle inscribed‌​ by a formal⁠‍ company is known⁠‌ for its durability.‌‍​ Even if they​ employed powerful physical​ magic to pulverize⁠ the ground to​‌ gravel size, the​‍ concept might not⁠‌ disappear.

Amy⁠⁠​ knew that the‍​‍ ground had to⁠‍ be ground down‌ to the size‍​ of a bean​ for the concept‍ to vanish, but​ she was unaware​‍ of any magic​‌⁠ in Shirone’s repertoire⁠‌ capable of such​‌ power.

“How⁠ do you plan‍ to do it?⁠‍‍ Are you sure?​ Half-heartedly breaking it‌​ might not be⁠‍⁠ effective. In fact,​​ it could complicate‌‍⁠ things if the‌ magic circle disintegrates​⁠‌ further.”

“Let’s⁠‌ see. I’ll give​ it a try.”⁠

Amy’s​⁠ anxiety grew as‍‍⁠ she listened. It‌⁠ was clear Shirone‌​⁠ hadn’t thought it​​‌ through completely.

Could‌⁠ he really do⁠‍‌ it? Failure here⁠ would mean a waste of precious⁠​ time.

Shirone‍ positioned himself at‌ the center of‍‌ the magic circle.​‍‍ Expecting an aerial‍ attack from above,⁠⁠ Amy was surprised⁠ by his different⁠​ approach.

“What‌‍ are you planning‌⁠ to do from‍ there? Can you‍⁠⁠ create an impact⁠⁠‌ from your position?”​⁠‍

“Yes,⁠‌ but this is⁠ my first attempt,‌ so it might​⁠ be dangerous. Stay‌‍⁠ back.”

Following​‌‌ Shirone’s instruction, the⁠⁠‌ three retreated further.​​​

Although⁠‍ they were anxious,⁠‌⁠ their anticipation was​ just as strong.‌‌‍ Success could instantly‍ turn the tide​​ in their unfavorable‌ situation.

As‌ the magic circle‌ was destroyed, the‍ enemies’ range of‍‍‍ movement would gradually‍‍​ decrease.

With‌‍⁠ two mages on​​‍ their side, they‍‍ would have a significant advantage in‌ firepower, allowing for‌ a swift end‌‍ to the battle.‍

Shirone‌ closed his eyes​⁠⁠ and took a deep breath. Spreading​ his legs and⁠‌​ slowly bending at⁠ the waist, he​‍ aimed a fist​‍⁠ at the ground.⁠

No⁠ immediate change was​⁠‌ evident. The atmosphere‌⁠⁠ was so serene,​⁠‍ one might wonder⁠ if such tranquility​‍ was appropriate on​ a fierce battlefield.⁠​‍

But‌​⁠ Amy’s reaction was‍ different.

Initially​ skeptical of Shirone’s⁠ actions, her eyes⁠‌ soon widened in‍⁠‌ shock, and her‌ shoulders trembled.

“Shirone,⁠​‍ you…”

Tess,‍‌ puzzled by Amy’s​​⁠ reaction, looked at‍‍ her. Although he⁠‍ saw nothing, Amy’s​⁠ face was as⁠‌​ pale as if⁠​ she had seen‍⁠ a monster.

“Amy,​‌ what’s wrong? What’s‌​​ Shirone doing?”

“Using‍‌ that… I hadn’t‍‍⁠ considered it, but‍‍⁠ now that I think about it,​‍⁠ it makes sense.”‍

“What‌ exactly? Explain it‍ to me.”

“We​⁠ should probably move​‍ further away. This​‌‍ could be really⁠ dangerous.”

As‍⁠‍ Amy stepped back,​⁠ Rian and Tess⁠ followed, moving to⁠‌​ a new location.⁠​

Even‍ as they did⁠‍ so, the swordsmen‍‌​ felt a sense⁠ of perplexity. The‍ distance Amy had‍ retreated was more​ than twice what‌‌⁠ they had initially‍‌ moved away.

“Now‌​ tell me. What​‍ exactly are you​‍ sensing?”

“It’s⁠​‍ not about seeing;‌⁠ it’s about feeling.‌‍ I’m sensing the‌​ changes happening in​‍ Shirone.”

“Feeling?⁠‌ What exactly do⁠​ you feel?”

“His‍‌‌ Spirit Zone. Shirone’s‌​ Spirit Zone is⁠‍ moving at an‍ incredible pace right⁠‌ now.”

Amy​​ was incredulous even⁠ as she spoke.​‍​ How immense must‍ one’s mental fortitude‌ be to allow⁠‍ the Spirit Zone​ to expand and‌‍ contract so rapidly?‌‍⁠

‘It‍⁠‌ must be the‌‍ mental heartbeat. But⁠‌​ it’s too fast.‌⁠‍ At this rate,‍⁠ he’s on par​ with Teacher Ethella.’‌

Shirone’s⁠​‍ current mental heartbeat‍‌ exceeded 10 beats​‍​ per second.

But​⁠ for Shirone, that‍⁠ wasn’t enough.

In‌ the mental heartbeat‌‍ test of Class‍ Five, he scored⁠ 410, achieving 13.6⁠‌‌ beats per second​​ over 30 seconds.‌⁠‍

He‌‍⁠ figured he needed​​ to double that​ given the different‌‌ circumstances. The previous⁠ test had a maximum expansion radius‍​​ of 20 meters,‌⁠ but now, 5 meters, the diameter‍​‌ of the magic‍‌⁠ circle, should suffice.⁠‍ The shorter round-trip‍‍ distance meant the‌‌‍ heartbeat should be​⁠​ faster.

The​ question was whether​ his mental strength​ could withstand it.​‌

‘I‌ have no choice.‌⁠⁠ I need to‍​ control it more​⁠ precisely.’

As‌‌ Shirone slightly furrowed‌‌‌ his brow, Amy​ immediately noticed the​⁠‌ change and said‍ with a shaky​​ voice,

“My​ goodness. It’s getting​​‍ faster.”

As​⁠ the radius narrowed,⁠⁠‍ the mental heartbeat​‌ began to exceed⁠ 15 beats per⁠ second.

Counting‌‌‍ from 1 to‍⁠‍ 15 in one‌ second was unimaginable,‌‌⁠ giving a sense‌‌ of the speed.​‍‌

A typical mage’s mind‍‍ would have collapsed⁠ long before reaching⁠‌‌ this point.

However,‍ Shirone’s resilience, bolstered‍ by the Vajra​⁠ Body, was unparalleled‌‍​ at the moment.‍

Finally,‍ the maximum expansion‌ radius of the⁠​‌ Spirit Zone matched​ the edge of‌‍ the magic circle.⁠​ What remained was‌‍⁠ to maintain the‌ current rhythm while​‌ casting the spell.‌⁠​

Concentrating‍ intensely, Shirone clenched​‌ his teeth and‍​ attempted the decisive‌‍ spell he had‍⁠‌ only conceptualized in⁠ his mind.

‘Explode!’​‍​

Filling⁠ the pulsating Spirit⁠‍‍ Zone with mass-laden‌‌⁠ photons caused an‌ astonishing phenomenon.

As‌‌​ the Spirit Zone⁠‌ took on the⁠ hues of light,⁠‌‍ even Rian and⁠ Tess could see‌​ Shirone’s mind in‌ action.

The​⁠​ light sphere expanded⁠⁠ and contracted, creating⁠‍ fissures in the​ ground. Eventually, a massive rock split‍‌ with a crack‌ and shattered into‌‌ thousands of pieces.⁠​

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