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Infinite Mage Chapter 7: An Opportunity Worth More Than Life (3)

Chapter 7: An Opportunity Worth More Than Life (3)

After‌‍ that day, the‍⁠​ back of Shirones⁠​ head itched almost​ daily. But Rian‍ did not show‌ up.

According⁠⁠⁠ to the rumors,‌⁠ he got caught‌​ by his instructor​ and was taken‌⁠ to the mountains.‍​‍

It​‍​ wasnt until a month later that‍​​ Shirone relaxed.

Humans​‌‌ were oblivious creatures.‍ As long as​ nothing big or⁠‍ significant occured, it‌​ would soon be​​​ forgotten.

No⁠‍ way he has​‌ a grudge simply‌⁠ because of that.⁠

With‌‍ a light heart,​‍ Shirone started reading​​‌ about the founding​⁠‌ of the Kingdom‌ of Thormia, his⁠​⁠ country.

The⁠​ number of books‍‌⁠ he had read‍‍‌ over the past​⁠ four months was‌‍ 82.

Though⁠ not a large‌‍ number, his reading‍⁠ speed gradually sped⁠⁠ up as the​⁠ number of completed‍​ books increased.

My⁠​ prediction wasnt wrong!‍‌‌

The​‍​ first book took‌ 20 days to‌‍ complete.

However,‍ after fully understanding‍⁠ the first book,‍‌ many things got‍‌ easier for Shirone.⁠‌‍

No​⁠​ books he read,⁠‌ following the first,‌‌​ had any completely⁠‌ new information.

There‌ was only a difference in degree⁠⁠​ of complexity, but⁠ the same information⁠ would repeatedly appear.⁠

No⁠‍ need to be⁠‌‍ scared. Its only⁠ hard the first​⁠​ time!

If⁠​​ he were to‍‌‌ lay the foundation​‍‌ with about 200‌⁠ books first, the⁠‌​ remaining 650 books​‌ would be much‍ easier to take⁠‌​ in.

Shirones‌​‌ favorite part of​‌‍ history was definitely⁠ the mages active‍​ role in it.⁠‌

If⁠ a scholar studied‍ a theory, the​ mages were the​ ones who implemented⁠‌ said theory.

According‍ to this relationship,⁠‍ the occupations of‌‍ mages were as​‌ diverse as the⁠⁠ many fields of‍‌ study.

Nevertheless,​‍⁠ the reason why‌‍‌ all scholars were​⁠ not mages was​‌​ because they could⁠​⁠ not enter the⁠‌ extremely sensitive state⁠​‌ of mind: Spirit⁠‌​ Zone.

In⁠ addition to the⁠ variety of knowledge,⁠ a mage must‌⁠ have sensitive senses.⁠

Therefore,‍⁠​ Shirone, who had​ already mastered the‍ Spirit Zone, was​‍ even more frighteningly⁠ immersed in building​‍ up his knowledge.⁠

He‍‍ suppressed his curiosity​‌‌ towards more miscellaneous‍ subjects, and dug​⁠‌ through only history.‍‌

I have to hold​​ myself back!

Shirone‌​ suppressed his urges⁠ in order to​ gain the endless​‍ efficiency that would​ come with the‌​ Core of Knowledge.⁠‌⁠

When⁠ that efficiency finally‍⁠‌ arrives, just what‍ kind of mage​​ would Shirone become?⁠⁠‌

It‍‌‍ was a waste‌‍ of time to⁠‌ think about stuff⁠ like that.

Whoo.⁠⁠⁠

After​⁠ reading the last​‌​ page of the⁠‌‌ founding history, Shirone‍⁠⁠ closed the book‌‌‌ with a satisfied‍‍‌ expression.

At‍⁠ that moment, the‌​ door burst open.‌‌​

Hey,⁠ you jerk! I went through hell‍​ while waiting for‌‌ today to come!⁠

It​‌⁠ was Rian Ogent⁠‌ who returned from⁠⁠ hell.

To‍‌⁠ call him an​​ incarnation of the‌⁠​ devil with that‍‌⁠ malicious face of‍⁠ his would not⁠ be an understatement.‍​

So​ persistent!

He​ harbored the same‍​ amount of anger⁠‌ as when he⁠ was dragged by⁠ his swordsman instructor‌ a while back.‌

If​ Shirone was to⁠ point out any‌⁠‌ difference, it was‍ that his eyes‍ were sunken and​​⁠ his body appeared‌ thinner.

Are‍ you really here‍⁠⁠ for that?

Of‍‍‌ course. Do you‍‍‍ know how much‍ trouble I went​ through? I climbed⁠‌‌ and climbed the⁠⁠ cliff countless times.‍‍ Everytime I thought‌‌ I would fall‌ to my death⁠‍ due to my‌ waning strength, I managed to hold‍‍‍ on as I NEEDED to get​ my revenge!

Shirone‌‌‍ was anxious.

If⁠‍‌ he had been‍‌⁠ growing that hatred​ everyday, then Shirone‌ must look like​⁠ a sworn enemy⁠‍ to him.

Arent⁠‍​ you going to​⁠​ answer? You thinking⁠ about saying empty‌​‌ words? Im asking‌ why the heck‌‌⁠ you snitched on‌⁠‌ me that day,⁠‍ you coward! I feel sick when‍ I see guys​‌⁠ like you!

I didnt rat on‍‌ you, I just‌‍ told the truth.‍

I asked you for‌ a favor. Why⁠‌ didnt you tell‌‌⁠ me that you⁠ werent going to‌ help me? I trusted you.

Shirone⁠‍ gave up persuading‌‍‍ because he couldnt‌ deal with the‍‌​ reasoning of an‍⁠ aristocrat.

Then‌‍⁠ what should I have done?

Rian‍​‌ looked slightly taken​ aback by the⁠‍ unexpected attitude.

He‌​​ looked like a butler who had‌ just started working‌​ for his family,‍ but he looked‌ so calm.

Alright,‌‍‍ youre ignoring me​ too, arent you?‍‍ You must have​​‌ heard something from‍‌ somewhere, but Ill‍​‌ show you clearly​‌​ who I am.‍ Follow me.

Shirone‍ followed Rian.

Judging‌​ from the degree​⁠ of his anger,⁠‍ he seemed to⁠⁠​ be thinking of‌‌‍ taking him somewhere​‌ to beat him‍ to the brink⁠ of death.

Its⁠‌‍ better than dying.‌ Lets just let‍‌ him do whatever‍ he wants to⁠ do to me.⁠ Whether it be⁠ hitting or mistreating⁠‍ me.

He​⁠ couldnt throw away⁠ the opportunity that‌ his parents risked‍‌‌ their lives for.⁠

Whenever‌‍ he felt fear,⁠‌ he imagined his‌ parents enjoying their⁠ meals.

It‌‍‍ was a small​​​ exercise hall where​⁠ they arrived.

Since​‌⁠ the family revered‌ martial arts, there‍​⁠ were several large‍‍ and small exercise​‍⁠ halls in the‍⁠ mansion. But the​​⁠ place they were⁠ now was a place dedicated to‍ Rian, and no⁠⁠‍ one would hear‍⁠⁠ if they screamed.​‌​

Shirone​⁠ waited with a dry mouth while‌ Rian lit the​‌⁠ torch.

He⁠‌ wished they could‌ just start quickly‍‌‌ because each passing​⁠ second made him‍​‍ more and more⁠‌⁠ uncomfortable.

Maybe​​ it was on​ purpose.

But⁠⁠‌ if Shirone were⁠‍ a swordsman, he​ wouldve known this⁠⁠ level of tension​ on a battlefield‍ was normal.

Here,​ take this.

As‍​⁠ the training ground‌ lit up, Rian⁠​ threw a wooden‌‌ sword towards Shirone.‍​‌

The‌​‌ wooden sword, which⁠​‍ clung to Shirones​‍ hand with a loud slap, had‍ a handle thicker​‍ than that of​‍‍ an axe’s.

Why​ are you giving⁠‍⁠ this to me?⁠

A duel. Im not‌‌ as cowardly as‍‌‍ you. Im destined‌ to become the‌‍ greatest swordsman in‌‍​ the future. But​ enough about that,‌​ This is my​​ way of paying​‍​ you back for‍ snitching on me.⁠

Shirone​​⁠ thought that was⁠​‍ ridiculous.

How‍​‍ was I cowardly?‍​

As​⁠ a servant of​‍‌ the Ogent, you‍⁠ have to protect‍⁠⁠ the Ogent. You⁠​ sold me out‌‍ to my master⁠ because you were‌⁠ afraid of getting‍​‌ beaten. Someone was‍ in trouble, and​‍‌ yet you sold⁠⁠‍ them out. No​ matter how much​​⁠ Im ignored by‍‍ my family, I cannot be treated‍​ the same way⁠‌‌ by a guy⁠​ like you, so‌‌ bring it on.‌‌ Considering the gap‍​​ between us, Ill​ allow you to​ come at me⁠ three times before‌‌​ I start.

Rians‍‌ look changed.

Although‍ he seemed to‍ have a simple,⁠ ignorant personality, those‍​ eyes of his‌‌‌ were certainly Ogent.‍‌⁠

Shirone,‍​ who responded to‍‌​ the fighting spirit,​⁠ was holding the​ wooden sword tightly​ with both hands.⁠​

In​ other words, after‌​ his three chances‌ were up, he‍ knew his bones⁠‌ were going to‍‍‍ be broken.

Various​ thoughts crossed his‍ mind.

What⁠ do I do?‌‍‌ What can I do?

In‌ the midst of​‌‌ despair, Shirone did‍​‍ not give up.‍‍

No‍​ matter how unlikely‌ it was, he‌ couldnt just not‍ try.

Here⁠ I come!

Shirones​⁠‍ spirit, which was​⁠‌ showcased through his‍​ raised sword aggressive‌ rush, was unexpected,⁠‍‌ but Rian simply​⁠ snorted.

His​ posture is awful.‍​

Hes‍ never wielded a sword!

As⁠⁠ Rian blocked Shirones‌ attack, he shouted.​‌​

One!⁠‍

Smack!‍ A satisfying sound‌‍‌ spread through the‍‍⁠ training ground.

To⁠‌ Shirone, it sounded‌‍ like the footsteps​⁠ of a lion‍⁠ strangling someones neck.​‌‌

He‌​‍ transformed the fear‍⁠​ in his stomach‌ to a loud‍ shout and tried‌‌ to slash his​‍ sword horizontally.

Two!‍‌

This‌ time, one corner​​ of Rians mouth‍ rose as he⁠​ easily blocked the​​‌ slash.

Shirone‌ choked up, he​ pulled himself together⁠ and entered a state of extreme⁠‍ concentration.

Spirit‌ Zone!

As⁠‍​ all kinds of⁠​ information were integrated​ into synesthesia, a light bulb went⁠ off in his‌ head.

Rian‌⁠​ snorted.

* * *

* * *

Vertical⁠​ slash, horizontal slash,​ vertical slash?

No‌​ matter how new⁠ a beginner was,​​‍ it would have​ been harder not​⁠​ to block such‍ a simple pattern.‌‍

Rian,​​‍ who raised his⁠ wooden sword to‍‍ block Shirones attack,​ took a step‌​ and shouted.

Now‌ its my tur‍

CRAACK!⁠⁠

The‍​‍ center of Rians​​ wooden sword shattered,⁠​⁠ and Shirones wooden​ sword broke as‍​⁠ well.

Fragments‌‌​ of wood flew‌​ past Rian who‌‍ had a face​⁠ of astonishment.

Huh?‍‍⁠

Rian‌​ quickly came to⁠ his senses and‍‌⁠ took a good⁠ few steps back‍⁠​ to look at‌⁠‍ the wooden sword.⁠‌

The‌‌‌ grain of the⁠⁠​ cross sectioned part⁠⁠​ of the sword‍‍ stood up rough.‍‌​

This‌⁠ was a characteristic‍ that occurred when‌​ the force of​ impact was not​‍ released properly and‌‌⁠ remained inside.

That‌‌‍ That was Sword‍ Smash, wasnt it?⁠​‍

A skill to destroy​‌ weapons.

Just‌‌ as there was‍⁠​ an infinite amount‌‌​ of ways to‌‌‌ perform a slash⁠ in swordplay, there‌​‍ was also more⁠⁠‌ than one method‍‌ to destroy weapons​ in every school.‌

The⁠ Ogent family called​‍‍ theirs Sword Smash,⁠ and it was⁠‌‍ a Secret Technique​ that was only‌​‌ handed down directly.‍⁠

The​ reason why it‍‍ was labeled a Secret Technique was‍⁠⁠ because it was‍ not a skill‍​ that one could​⁠​ master with strength‍‍​ alone.

In⁠‌⁠ close-quarters combat, the‌ absorption of power‌‍​ is as diverse⁠​ as the weight​ of it.

In​‌ order for Sword‍⁠ Smash to succeed,​​‍ one needed to‌‍ perfectly pinpoint the‌‌ area in which‍ the shock would⁠⁠ not be spread.‍⁠ It was also​​‌ necessary to understand​ the opponent as⁠‍‍ to ensure they‌ could not dissipate‌​⁠ it themselves.

Rian​‍‌ was shocked.

Even​​ Rian, who had‍‍ been wielding a sword ever since​‍⁠ he was born,⁠​ never succeeded in​ executing Sword Smash.⁠‍

Most‌‍ of all, he‌‌ was offended because‌ he was the​‍ only member of​⁠‌ the family who​⁠ had not yet​ mastered the technique.​⁠

Who‌‌⁠ the hell are​ you? Where did‌‌ you learn that⁠‍⁠ swordsmanship?

Shirone⁠⁠ dropped his broken‌‌​ sword.

He⁠‌‌ sensed with the‍‌‌ first blow and‍‍ analyzed Rian with​‌ the second blow.​

And⁠​ on the third​ blow, he did​‌ it, The Thunder‍‍ Strike he had​‍ practiced for three‍‍‍ years.

I never learned any‍​ swordsmanship!

Shut⁠​ up! Youre rotten​ to the core!​ How did you‌‌‌ succeed in doing‌‌‌ Sword Smash?! If‌​ youre trying to‌‍ make fun of⁠‍ me, I wont‍​⁠ let you off‌​ so easily!

That​ was Thunder Strike.‍‌​

Thunder‍​ Strike?

My‌‍‌ father is a hunter. Since I used to live​​‍ in the mountains,‍⁠​ I used to‌‍ cut down a lot of trees.​⁠ Since I was⁠ neither big nor​‍⁠ strong, I had‍‍​ to learn how⁠⁠ to cut down‍​⁠ trees in a more technical way.⁠‍​ It naturally came‍​‍ to me. Among​‍⁠ the lumberjacks, this‍⁠ skill is called‍ Thunder Strike.

Rians​ thoughts were all‍⁠⁠ tangled up.

Mountaineer?‌​​ You went around‌‌ cutting trees? What‌⁠ the hell are⁠ you talking about?‌⁠ Ive been holding⁠​⁠ a sword for‍ 15 years now.⁠​​ Sword Smash is​⁠‍ not a skill​‍ you can learn​ through cutting trees.⁠

None‌⁠ of my peers⁠‍ ever succeeded in‌‍ casting Sword Smash.‌ But if I had to name⁠ someone who could‍‌‌

Rian‍‍ thought of one.​

Rai​ Ogent!

He‌⁠ was the second​‌​ son of the‌⁠ Ogent family. He‍ was two years​​⁠ older than Rian.​

He‌‌⁠ was also a genius in swordsmanship.‌ Hes considered to​ have the greatest​ talent in the⁠​‌ history of the⁠‍‌ Ogent family.

Rian⁠‍⁠ clenched his fist‍‍‍ tightly because he‍‌ envisioned his brother‍‍ laughing at him.​‌‍

Damn⁠⁠ it!

Rai⁠⁠⁠ first succeeded in⁠‌‌ executing Sword Smash⁠‍⁠ at the young‌‍​ age of 12.‌​

His⁠ family gathered to​ celebrate and their​‍ father held a week-long party.

Rian‍⁠ clearly remembered his‍ emotions on that⁠​​ day, as now,⁠ even the child‍ of a mountaineer‌ had surpassed him.​

I cant accept it!‍‌

He​ let out a thundering cry as​ he needed to​ vent his emotions.‌​

Butwhy?‍‌

How⁠​‍ come he became‍‍ something While Im⁠‍⁠ still a nobody‍​⁠

Young⁠ master, Ive shown‌ grave disrespect

Shut‍​⁠ up! Nothings over‍‌‍ yet! No ones‍⁠‌ lost!

Rian​ headed to the‌‍ outskirts of the​ training grounds.

There,‍⁠ equipped with various⁠ weapons, he returned​ with a high-class‌‍ long sword used​⁠⁠ by aristocrats.

The‍​ sight of the‍⁠‌ sword gave Shirone‌‌​ shivers.

Perhaps⁠

The‍‍ sword, which made⁠ a ringing sound‌⁠ as it was​ drawn, reflected the⁠ torch.

Once‌ he finished checking⁠‌​ the blade, Rian​ put it back‍‌ in the sheath⁠⁠ and threw it‍​ to Shirone.

Raising⁠ his head in⁠⁠⁠ confusion, he stepped⁠⁠ forward in order​ to catch the⁠ sword with both‍⁠​ hands.

Rian‌​‍ spoke while stretching‌​‌ out his fingers.⁠​

Since‍ both of our‍‌⁠ weapons broke, let‌ us consider this⁠​⁠ match a tie.‍‌‌ If you really‌‌ mastered Sword Smash,‍⁠⁠ then well have‌​‍ to account for‌‌‍ that. One month​‌​ from now on,‌‍​ lets compete here​⁠ with real swords.⁠

Ah‌

Shirones‌​⁠ heart dropped.

He‌ just wanted to​ survive, but he​‌⁠ somehow made the⁠ situation worse.

Wooden​‌⁠ swords and real​​‍ swords were on​ totally different levels.‌​​ In addition, Rian​​ would not be⁠‌ giving him three‍‌‍ chances like before.⁠‌‌

I might actually die‌ this time!

The​⁠​ faces of his⁠‍ parents came to​ Shirones mind, as‌‌ he felt the​​​ fear of death​‌​ for the time.​‍⁠

Young‍‌ master, please change‍ your mind! I never even learned⁠‍‍ swordsmanship!

Thats​​ why Im giving⁠‍‍ you a month.​​‌ You learned Sword‍ Smash while cutting‌⁠⁠ down trees? Although​​ I cant believe⁠ it, if youre​⁠⁠ that smart, you⁠ should be able⁠⁠ to come up⁠ with something in‍‌ a month.

Rian​ didnt think it⁠ was unreasonable. It‍ would have been​⁠⁠ possible for Ogent‌​‍ Rai.

He⁠ saw his brother‌⁠‍ in Shirone.

Yeah,⁠‍ I just didnt‍‍⁠ have enough resolve.⁠​

Dont‌​‌ even think about​‌​ running away. Regardless‍ of my personal‌ feelings, I will‌‌⁠ definitely surpass you.​⁠

Rian’s‌⁠⁠ last words tied⁠‍⁠ Shirone down.

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