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Infinite Mage Chapter 76: The Return of the ArchMage (2)

Chapter 76: The Return of the ArchMage (2)

Clank,‌‌ clank.

While⁠ mulling over these‌ thoughts, the sound⁠⁠ of chains echoed‍⁠ from a cell​ at the end​ of the corridor.‍⁠ A man resembling​‌ a wolf appeared,⁠‌‍ catching the interest⁠‍‍ of the archmage.​

He‌⁠‌ was different from‌‍ those who rushed‌‍ out of their‌⁠ cells without a thought. Moreover, the‍​ man was restrained‍‌ not only with‌ shackles but also‍​‌ handcuffs, which the​ archmage found appealing.​‍​

Still⁠⁠ one more left,​‍ eh? Did you⁠ hide your presence?​ Your Schema is⁠​ quite impressive.

The​​ man, after glancing‌⁠⁠ at the fallen‌ prisoners, let out‍⁠ a resigned laugh.‌‍

Heh,​ unbelievable. Do you⁠⁠‌ know where you‌‍ are? This is⁠‍ Inferno, the western‌⁠ prison. Planning a rebellion, are you?⁠

Rebellion?⁠⁠ Sounds like fun.‌‌ Will you join?⁠​

The​⁠⁠ man nonchalantly shrugged.⁠‌​

If‍‌⁠ it gets me‍ out, why not?​⁠‌

You‍‌‍ must have heard,⁠‍‌ even if you​⁠‌ didn’t see. There’s‌⁠‍ no freedom unless‌ you can defeat‌‌ me.

The‌⁠ man sighed, lifting‌​ his arms constrained​‍​ by handcuffs to⁠​ scratch his head.‌‌⁠ His eyes, peeking⁠‍​ through his forearms,‌ shone sharply as​​​ he suddenly leaped‍​ forward.

His​ jump, overcoming the​ weight of the‍ iron balls due​​ to his impressive‍​ Schema, resulted in​‌⁠ a direct hit‌ to the archmages‌‌ face with the​‍‍ iron ball.

“Master!”​‍

Boom!‍

Landing‍⁠​ with a surprised‌ expression, the man‍ bent his knees.‌ Making such a sound from hitting​ a person was‍⁠⁠ unexpected.

“Annoying​‌ magic.”

The‍ archmage remained unfazed.‌‍​ The side of‌​ his face hit‌‌ by the iron​​‌ ball was covered​​‍ in a dark​ shadow, thanks to‌ his Dark Skin‌‍ magic that maximized‍‍ the absorption of‍ impact with dark​⁠‍ magic.

“Not⁠⁠ bad. You pass.”​

The​⁠‍ archmage cast the​​‍ Might of Darkness.⁠​‍ Shadows rising from⁠​‍ the ground gripped‌‌‌ the man’s shackles‌ and handcuffs.

“Don’t⁠‌ move. You might‍​ lose limbs.”

Before‍‍‌ the man could⁠‍‍ reply, the shadows⁠ formed into blades⁠⁠​ and spun rapidly,‍‍‍ cutting off the‍​ chains without harming‍ his skin. This‌ was the essence⁠⁠ of dark magic‌⁠⁠ limitless shape-shifting and⁠ delicate manipulation.

“Freedom‌​ suits you. Follow​‍​ me. There’s work⁠ to be done.”⁠‍

“Whats​ this about? I never said Id⁠ join.”

The‌ man’s smiling lips​⁠​ twitched slightly.

He‍⁠ knew the extent‌‌ of his opponent’s‌ strength. But being​ dragged along like‍ a cow would⁠​ defeat the purpose‌‍​ of his escape.‌‍⁠

“Money⁠​‍ moves you, doesn’t​‌ it? Help me,‍​‌ and you’ll earn⁠​‌ a fortune.”

Mages‌⁠‌ being wealthy was‌⁠ common knowledge.

Moreover,‍ the man was​ someone who would‍ do anything for⁠ money, so there‌‌‌ was no reason‌ to decline.

“Heh,‌ big money, huh?‍⁠ If the amount​ is mediocre, Ill⁠ quit halfway.”

With‌ that, the man​ followed the archmage​ out of the​​⁠ prison. And thus,‍⁠‍ Inferno had one​​‍ escapee.

Shirone’s‍‌ group rented an⁠ inn after gathering‌​​ and organizing materials‍‍‌ from the library.⁠​ Two days of⁠​ intense discussion helped‌‍‌ them grasp the⁠ concept of the​ Photon Cannon.

“Why​‌ does mass exist?”‍‍⁠

Without‍‍‌ mass, nothing changes.⁠ A world where⁠‌‌ today is the‍ same as yesterday​ isn’t necessarily bad,⁠‌⁠ is it?

Yet,​ mass existed from‌‌ the beginning. As‌‍⁠ if the world​​‍ was meant to⁠​‍ be filled with​​⁠ new events.

“Mass‍⁠​ isnt weight. Weight‍ is the force‌⁠ acting in the‍‍ direction of gravity.​ Theres no direction⁠​ in space. So,​‌ what is mass?‍⁠ Cohesion? But that⁠⁠ doesnt seem to‌⁠ fully explain it.”⁠

Nade​ asked,

“Then‌⁠ what do you‌⁠ think it is?”‌

The‍​ feeling was clear,‌⁠ but not distinct.‍⁠‍

“Existence.”‍‌

“Eh?”​

“The‌​⁠ proof that it‌‌ exists in this‍ space. Maybe thats‍ what mass is?”⁠

Life‍ is a code​⁠ unique to living⁠‍ beings. Maybe mass​​‍ is the true⁠⁠ proof of existence⁠ for the entire‍ universe.

“Hmm,​ sounds plausible. Like‌‍‍ the will or⁠ breath of the‍ creator.”

Inspired‌ by Nade’s words,‌‌⁠ Yiruki snapped his​‍​ fingers.

“Particle‌‌ of God.”

“Eh?‍​ What?”

“The‌⁠‍ Particle of God.‌‌ Isnt it good?​‌ Let’s call the​‌⁠ particle discovered by‍‌‌ Shirone the Particle⁠​ of God.”

“Oh,⁠​ not bad. Shirone,​‌ what do you‌ think?”

Shirone‍ nodded repeatedly. It​‍ felt as if‍‍⁠ the term wasn’t⁠ just made up⁠⁠​ by Yiruki, but‌ rather it perfectly‌‍ fit what he​‌​ sensed.

“I‌ like it. And⁠ this is important.”‍

“Right.‌ A mage’s omnipotence‌‌​ is connected to​​‌ feelings. Its best⁠⁠‌ to use a name that resonates⁠​⁠ with you.”

In‍​ that sense, the‌ Particle of God‌‍ was an excellent‌​‌ choice.

As‍‍‌ the discussion wound‌ down, Yiruki flopped‌‌ onto the bed,⁠ tired from a day of studying.‌‍​

“Phew,‌‍​ let’s finish the⁠ analysis and return‍​‌ to school tomorrow.​‍ With classes resuming​⁠ the day after,​ lets be mentally​‌‍ prepared. Surely you⁠ havent forgotten the‌​ promise?”

Nade‍⁠ joined in,

“Of‍​ course. Climbing to⁠ class four this​ semester. We’ll study​ like crazy now.⁠‌ Worst case, Shirone‌⁠ might graduate before​‌ us.”

That‍ might be possible.⁠

What​⁠‍ started as a joke was now‌‍ a serious possibility​​‌ on their faces.‍‌‌

Shirone‍​ could graduate first,⁠⁠ given the significance‍ of discovering the‍ Particle of God.‍‌

“Shirone,‌‌‌ you dont plan‍‌ to stay another​ year after graduating,⁠⁠ do you?”

“Ha!​‍ What are you​⁠ saying? In the​​ current situation, Im‍‍ the most likely‍‌‌ to break the‍ promise. At least‍‌ you guys are​​ in the top⁠ ranks.”

Though​‍ Shirones comment wasnt​​ wrong, the pace⁠⁠‍ of his growth​​ was enough to​‍ cause alarm. A student who didn’t‌ even know the‍‌‌ Four-Way Formation six‌ months ago was⁠​‌ now contemplating graduation.⁠‍

“Ill‌‍ study some more⁠ before sleeping.”

“What?​⁠ Then, me too!”‌⁠

As‌‍‌ Yiruki got up‌‌ to study, Nade​⁠​ also took a spot at the​‍‍ table to begin.​‍

Even‍‍‌ if the world​⁠‌ ends tomorrow, they’d⁠ rather study and⁠⁠‍ play. Seeing his⁠​ friends burning with‌⁠‍ scholarly passion, Shirone⁠‍ was touched.

‘I’ve‍ made good friends.’​‍

Shirone‍‌‌ was the last‍⁠⁠ to open a book.

The‍⁠ Kingdom’s Educational and​​ Academic Association of⁠ Teachers.

The⁠‍‌ academic conference organized​⁠​ by the Association‍‍⁠ brought together professionals​​ from all fields‌⁠ related to society‌​​ and culture, including​‌​ magic and swordsmanship⁠⁠ schools, various religious⁠ orders, academic institutions,‍‍ the Alchemy Foundation,​‍ and the elite‍⁠‍ group of 99‌​‍ Artists. It was​‌ a venue where‍‍‍ they all gathered⁠‍​ to present visions​⁠‌ for the kingdom.​‍

Thadd‌‌ attended as a representative of the‌‌ Alpheas Magic Academy.‍ The ongoing discussion‌⁠⁠ on the pros⁠‌ and cons of⁠ rote education was​​‌ driving him insane.‍​

“Darn‌ it. Don’t these‌‌ people ever sleep?‌‍ Let’s just go⁠⁠ home.”

He‌ had reluctantly attended‌ due to a draw but despised​‍ it thoroughly. Having‌ been a notorious⁠ troublemaker since his‌​ school days, Thadd‍​ believed education had⁠ nothing to do⁠​ with him, whether‌ it was formal‌​​ or informal.

The‌‍‍ only consolation was‌ the presence of⁠‌‍ attractive female teachers.⁠⁠‍ Particularly, a woman‍‍ sitting at the‌⁠​ opposite round table⁠⁠​ caught his eye,⁠ with her wavy‌‌ blue hair and⁠‍‌ playful nature evident‍‌​ even in formal⁠ attire.

“She’s‌⁠‌ quite something. Reina⁠ Ogent, was it?”​‌⁠

A musician affiliated with‍‍⁠ the prestigious group​⁠ of 99 Artists​ and a disciple​‌‍ of the Melodist‌‍ Merhen, she attended​ as a guest⁠​⁠ artist.

The⁠⁠​ conference ended at‍ 7 PM.

As‍⁠⁠ the evening party​‌ hosted by the​ Association began, the‍ heat of the⁠‌ discussions disappeared like‍ a lie. Participants​⁠⁠ mingled, sipping wine‌ and networking with‌‍ peers from various‌​ fields.

Around‍​‌ Reina, particularly, were​‌⁠ high-profile individuals, even‍ recognizable to those‍ indifferent to the⁠ Association.

“Poor‌ beauty, always surrounded,”⁠‍ Thadd thought as​ he waited for⁠‍‍ his turn to⁠‍​ speak with her,‌​‌ overhearing their mostly‍​ authoritative or mischievous‌​ conversations.

Reina​‌ responded kindly to​‌‌ everyone with a friendly smile, which‌​ surprised Thadd. Her‍ cheerful nature seemed⁠ at odds with‍​‍ the infamous reputation⁠‌ of the 99‍ Artists.

Art‌ is a skill‍⁠ of handling emotions⁠​ and thus wields⁠ influence over the​⁠⁠ public that even⁠ the powerful can’t⁠⁠ ignore.

Many‍​ artists, given the⁠​​ critical nature of​ art, were stubborn,‌‌ but Reina appeared‍ to be an⁠‌ exception, pleasantly mingling‌ with people from‍​​ all walks of‍​ life.

“If⁠​‌ only Siena could​ be half as​⁠​ approachable as her.”⁠

While​ sipping wine with⁠ these thoughts, Reina,​‌‌ having finished her​‍ conversation, approached Thadd.​‍

“Hello,‌ Mr. Thadd.”

“Oh,‍‌ yes! Wait, do‌‍⁠ you know me?”​‍

“Of‌‍‍ course. You’re a teacher at the⁠⁠⁠ Alpheas Magic Academy.‍ The Ogent family’s‍ main house is​‍ in Creas.”

“Oh,‍‌ right. I forgot⁠‌‌ about that. Nice⁠⁠​ to meet you.”​

Their‌​⁠ shared hometown brought​ a familiar warmth​ to their conversation,‌ and they talked‌‍ for a long‍⁠ time. As Thadd‌⁠ had guessed, Reina⁠ was lively and‌⁠‌ fun.

“How‌‍ is Shirone doing?”⁠

“Shirone?‍ How do you‌‌‌ know… Oh, right.”‍⁠

Recalling‍‍ Shirones test, where‍‌‍ he had written​‍‍ the Ogent family⁠⁠ as his guardian,‍‍ Thadd remembered.

“Shirone⁠ was a guest‍ of the Ogent​ family. Indeed, a noble family with‌ a keen eye‌‌⁠ for talent. He’s‍‌⁠ doing well, although‍‌ he recently got‌⁠‌ into a bit‌ of trouble.”

“Trouble?​ What kind of‍‍ trouble?”

Reinas⁠‍ wide-eyed reaction made‌​ Thadd regret his⁠ words. Learning that⁠‍​ a student sponsored​‍ by the Ogent⁠⁠‍ family was under‌​⁠ suspension could bruise​⁠‍ her pride.

“Ahaha!‌ Nothing serious. Hes‌⁠‌ just such an⁠‍⁠ outstanding student that​ even minor things​⁠⁠ get blown out​​⁠ of proportion.”

“Oh,‍⁠⁠ I see.”

Reina‌ sighed in relief.‌​‍ From Thadd’s description,‍ she could imagine​ Shirone’s life.

“It’s⁠ good to hear‍​​ he’s doing well.​‍ Does he have⁠‌⁠ many friends?”

“Absolutely.⁠⁠‍ Popular with both‍ boys and girls.⁠​​ Sometimes I even‌ get jealous. Hahaha!”​

“Really?⁠⁠‍ Then, maybe…”

Reina​ paused, about to​‌‌ ask if he‌ had a girlfriend,‍​ but shook her‌‍ head. It was​‍ a legitimate question‍ for a patron,⁠ but the inquirer⁠ in her heart⁠⁠‍ wasn’t just using‍ the patron’s name.​

“Something⁠‌‌ on your mind?”⁠​‌

“No,‌ its just good⁠ to know he’s⁠ well.”

“Haha!​⁠‌ Dont worry. I may be biased,‌‌ but Alpheas is⁠ a prestigious school.​ You can trust‌ us with his‌‌ care.”

“Huhu,⁠ right. I was⁠‌ overstepping, sorry.”

“No,​ not at all.⁠‌​ In fact, I’ve‍⁠ been presumptuous. How⁠​ about joining me⁠‌​ on a trip‌‌⁠ to Creas? I’m‌⁠‍ leaving in the​​​ morning. I’d love‌​‌ to treat you‍⁠‌ to lunch.”

Reina​​​ politely declined with⁠​ a hint of‌⁠‌ regret.

“Sorry,​ I have a concert schedule and‌​ need to return​​ to Bashuka.”

“Oh,‍‍ thats unfortunate…”

Thadd‌ couldn’t hide his​⁠⁠ disappointment. Usually, he’d‌⁠ let go easily,⁠‌​ but she was⁠‍ a rare find.‌⁠

“Cant⁠‍ help it. But‌‍ I’d love to⁠⁠ see your concert.​​ Could you let⁠‌ me know the​⁠ schedule? I’ll come​‌ to Bashuka.”

“My,⁠‌‌ I’m flattered. Actually,‍⁠‍ I was worried.⁠ With the recent‌‍​ unrest in the‍ capital, I feared⁠ many seats might​‌‍ be empty.”

“Unrest⁠ in Bashuka?”

“An‍‍ attack by a dark mage at‍‍ Inferno, freeing a B-class fugitive. The‍ capital is almost​‍ under martial law⁠​​ now.”

“A​⁠ dark… mage?”

Thadd’s⁠ brow furrowed. It‌ could be just⁠‌​ another news story,‍ but upon reflection,‍ it was a rare occurrence.

Dark​ mages were scarce‌‌ in modern times.‌ And why attack‌‍ Inferno, just for​⁠ a B-class fugitive?⁠

Dark​ mage, Inferno, B-class​ fugitive.

A scene from history‌ flashed through Thadd’s‌​ mind.

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