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Infinite Mage Chapter 77: The Return of the ArchMage (3)

Chapter 77: The Return of the ArchMage (3)

Can⁠‌‍ we get more‌ details about the‌ situation?

The⁠⁠‌ incident happened a week ago. The‍ escapee’s name is‍ Lucas, a former‌ deputy head of​‌⁠ the Parrot Thieves’‍​‌ Guild. The leader⁠ of the guild‌‍‍ is still wanted.​‍‌

Besides​​ the escapee, do‍ we know anything​⁠​ about the person⁠‌​ who attacked Inferno?⁠

Well,⁠ I only heard⁠ rumors. They say‌ it was an⁠⁠‌ old man with​⁠‍ snow-white hair. I think there were⁠ two accomplices. They​‌​ used dark magic⁠⁠ to free the​⁠ prisoners. What was​​‍ it called again…​‌‍ something of darkness…‌‍

Might​ of Darkness?

Yes,⁠ that’s it! You‌⁠ really are a teacher from a magic academy.

Although⁠⁠ Reina complimented him,‍ Thadd didnt hear‌‌‌ it. His mind​‍⁠ was occupied with‍ thoughts of a senior dark mage⁠ attacking Inferno using‍‌⁠ an advanced technique‌ like Might of​‍ Darkness.

Could‍ it be?

Thadd​ suddenly looked up.‌

Excuse⁠ me, I must⁠⁠ go now.

Huh?⁠ Oh, okay.

His‌⁠ polite departure was​ almost instinctual. Thadd’s‍‌⁠ eyes no longer‌⁠ saw the party‍ or the beautiful‍ women around him.​

Damn‌‌ it! Of all‌‍ times, when Im‍‌‌ away!

The‍​ breakout was a week ago. Even‌ traveling non-stop from​‍‌ Bashuka, he could‌‌ have already reached​‌ Creas with time‌​‍ to spare.

A carriage! I need​​‌ a carriage!

Exiting⁠‌‌ the estate, Thadd⁠​ hopped into the⁠‌⁠ first carriage he⁠ saw in line.⁠ He opened the‍​‌ driver’s window and⁠‌⁠ shouted.

To‍‍ Creas, as fast‌ as possible!

S-sir,​ all these carriages⁠ are booked for‍‍ high-ranking officials. We‌​‍ cannot take passengers‍ not on the​‌ list

These‍‌ were carriages meant⁠‍‍ for high-ranking officials,​⁠​ unlikely to be​‌ swayed by a regular sum.

Thadd⁠⁠‌ rummaged through his​⁠ belongings and pulled​‍​ out all his​‍ money.

Here!‍‍​ Take it. Will‍ you go or‌ not?

The​​‍ coachman, after counting⁠​ the scattered gold​​ coins, immediately changed⁠‍‌ his expression and‌​​ prepared for departure.​‍⁠

We’ll⁠‌ get there as⁠​ quickly as possible.‍⁠ Shall we drive⁠ through the night?​‍⁠

No​‌ need for rest⁠‌ or sleep! Just‌ go as fast‍‍ as you can!‌⁠

The‌ sound of horse‌‍‍ hooves rhythmically beat​‍⁠ against the night‍ air.

Damn‌⁠ it! I hope‌ I’m not too‌​​ late.

Leaning⁠ back, Thadd pressed‍​ his forehead. He​⁠ wished he could‌ leap through space,​⁠​ but in unfamiliar‍ territory, the risk‌ was too high,‍ even for him.‌​

Helplessness​ brought back his⁠⁠​ composure. As he‍⁠ pieced the situation​​​ together, questions arose.‌⁠‍

What⁠ could be the​‌​ purpose behind his​‍⁠ return to the‍⁠ world?

Thadd‍⁠⁠ had never met‌‍‌ him or seen​⁠ his face. But​‍‌ the dreadful connection⁠ he had heard‍​ from Alpheas remained‍ vivid in his⁠‍ memory.

Viltor⁠⁠ Arcane

His‍⁠⁠ eyes ablaze, he⁠‍​ stared straight ahead.​‍⁠

* * *

Just‌ past 4 AM,‌⁠‌ Canis’s group entered⁠⁠⁠ the training grounds​ halfway up the‍ mountain at Alpheas‍ Magic Academy.

Though‍⁠‍ they had never​‌ attended a magic​ academy, being disciples⁠ of an archmage,‌​⁠ they recognized the‍​⁠ quality of the⁠‌ facilities.

A frivolous voice broke‌‍‌ the silence.

Wow,‍⁠‌ this place is⁠ well-built. Like it’s⁠‍‌ lined with gold.​‍‍ I wonder how‌ much the land⁠⁠⁠ is worth?

Canis‌‍‌ frowned and turned​ away. Lucas, a B-grade wanted criminal​ and a member⁠‌‌ of the Parrot⁠⁠‌ Thieves’ Guild, was‌‍ carrying twin swords‌ engraved with a parrot, lazily slung⁠ over his shoulder.‍​‌

Keep⁠​ it down. Guards​ might be patrolling.‍‌‍

What‌​ are you worried​ about? We’ll just‌‍ kill them or⁠‌​ bury them.

Canis⁠ grew more irritated.‌‍ Although following the‌ master’s orders, he​‍ found nothing likable‌ about this man.‍

You’re‍‍‍ misunderstanding something. You’re‍⁠⁠ hired by us.‍​⁠ If you cause‍ any trouble, I won’t let you⁠ off easily.

Heh,​ the young ones‍​ are so bold‌ these days. They⁠⁠ even talk back⁠​‌ to adults.

Lucas‌⁠ flopped down in​​​ the training field.‍‍⁠ As he was​​ no longer interfering‌‍‍ with the plan,​​⁠ Canis suppressed his‌‍ anger.

The⁠⁠ most important thing‍​ is the master’s⁠​ revenge. I’ll have‍ to tolerate him,‌ no matter how‍ unpleasant.

By⁠⁠ the way, why‌ are we waiting‍‍ here? We’ll eventually‍ have to go⁠ down to the‌​⁠ academy.

Arin​ expressed her disgust.‌​⁠

Master‌‌ is about to‌ cast a spell.‌ It’s a wide-area‍‌⁠ magic, so we’ll‍⁠ be in danger‌ if we’re within​‌⁠ its range. You’re​ welcome to go⁠​‌ down first if​​ you’re confident.

Lucas⁠‍ shrugged. He certainly‌​ didnt want to‌⁠ face Arcane’s magic.​‍‍

Heh,​ dont be so⁠ angry, little lady.‌ You look cuter⁠ when you’re not‌‌​ mad.

Hmph,⁠ what others look​‌​ like is none⁠‍ of my business.⁠

Then‍⁠ how about dating​​​ this old man?‍​‍ I can teach⁠ you something even⁠​​ more exciting than​​⁠ magic.

As‌ Arin, blushing, was‍​ about to scream,​‍ Canis cut in.Quiet.‌‌ It’s starting.

Their‍​ gazes turned skyward.​⁠ Arcane was floating‍‌​ in the center⁠ of the moon,​​​ casting Fly magic.​

Fly,⁠ a fusion magic​ from the Air‌ category, combines Press⁠‍‌ and Blow. First,​‌‌ it forms a solid air pressure‌ using Press magic,​ then generates lift​ with Blow magic.​ Though classified as⁠⁠‌ overpowered due to​​‌ the merit of⁠‌ flight, it requires⁠⁠‍ delicate sensation due‍‍ to constantly changing⁠‌ winds.

As‌‌‍ darkness gathered and‌ obscured the moon,‍ Arcane, concentrating, opened‍ his eyes wide.⁠ Combining omniscience and⁠​⁠ omnipotence, he spread⁠​⁠ his arms wide⁠⁠⁠ and cast his‍​ life’s masterpiece, Abyss⁠ Nova.

There‌​‌ was no thunderous⁠⁠​ noise or violent‍‌​ aftermath, but the​ sight of dark⁠​ energy enveloping the‍‌⁠ academy was magnificent.​

As‍​ the effects of​​ Abyss Nova spread​ beyond the academy‍‌‍ and dissipated, revealing‍‌ the moon and​⁠ brightening the surroundings,​‍ Arcane sighed deeply.⁠​

Arcane‍ gasped for breath.‍‍‍ Even for an‌⁠‍ archmage like him,‌ the massive spell​​ Abyss Nova consumed‍​ almost 90% of​‍⁠ his mental energy.​‌​

‘It​​‍ will be hard‌⁠ to recover from‍‍ this for a while.’

He​⁠ changed direction and‍‍⁠ headed towards the​ mountain. Maintaining the​⁠ Fly magic was‌ difficult, but his​ anger grew stronger.⁠⁠

‘With‌‌ Abyss Nova spread,‍ no one can⁠‌⁠ stop me now.‍​ Besides, havent I prepared my disciples‌‍​ for such situations?’‌

Hahaha,⁠​‌ wait for me,⁠⁠ Alpheas. I will​​ make you taste⁠‌ the humiliation you⁠‌ gave me 40‍​ years ago.

As⁠‌ the dark night‍⁠​ passed, the first⁠‌‌ light of dawn‌‌​ began to rise‌​​ in the eastern​ mountainside.

It⁠‌ was the last‌⁠ day of their⁠⁠ suspension. After studying⁠ till dawn at⁠‍‍ the inn, Shirone⁠​ and his friends​⁠‍ woke up well‌ past morning. They​⁠‍ bathed after teasing⁠ each other about⁠‍‌ their disheveled appearances.​

Having⁠‍⁠ returned the books​‌ to the library,​‍‌ they entered the​ academy just as​⁠ lunchtime ended. The​ campus was quiet,⁠‍ with only a few janitors sweeping​‌⁠ the stone paths.‍‌

That’s⁠‌ it, our last⁠ day of ‘vacation’.‍‌⁠

Vacation?‍‍ Since when is‍ suspension a vacation?‌⁠‍

Still,⁠‌ we had fun,⁠ right? Whats next?‌‌

As⁠ Shirone turned towards‍⁠‍ the dormitory, he​⁠ said, “First, I need to clean‌​ my room. Classes​​ start tomorrow, so⁠​ I should tidy​ up today.”

You’re‍⁠ always so meticulous.‌‍ Alright, then. We’ll⁠⁠ be in the​ research group, so‌ come over if​ you get bored.​‍

Sure.⁠ See you later.‍​‌

After​​ parting with his‍​​ friends, Shirone returned‌​ to his room.‌ It was a mess since he​‍​ hadnt been able⁠​‌ to tidy it‌ up during the‍‌​ presentation preparation period.​ He rolled up‌⁠‍ his sleeves and⁠‍ started cleaning, finishing‍ by arranging his​‍ textbooks in order‍‍ on the shelf.​

A week-long suspension that‍⁠ came without warning.‍‍⁠

However,​‌ it was a time of significant‍ learning, perhaps even​⁠​ more than what⁠ he had learned⁠ at the academy‌ so far.

‘Finally,‌ regular classes again.‌⁠⁠ I can’t wait⁠ for tomorrow.’

It​‌ was natural that‍⁠⁠ he was behind‌ in his studies,​ and he planned‌‌‌ to focus on​​⁠ classes, even if⁠⁠ it meant reducing‌‌​ his research group‍‍⁠ activities.

‘Nade‌ and Yiruki must‍‌ be thinking the⁠⁠ same.’

Their‍ eyes burned with‌ a zeal for​‍​ learning at the​‌ inn. The clear‌‍ goal of advancing⁠‍ to Class Four‍⁠ before the semester’s⁠ end had inspired‍ them.

Alpheas‌ Magic Academy sets⁠⁠‍ the promotion criteria⁠‌‍ at the end⁠​​ of each semester​‍ based on midterm‌ grades, with a cut-off line of‌‌ at least 80%‍ in every subject.‌ It was a daunting standard – not an average⁠⁠ of 80%, but​ 80% or more​ in each subject.‌

While⁠‍‍ it was a challenging target, it⁠​⁠ was a solid⁠ policy from the‍‌​ academy. Before specializing,‌ students were expected​​⁠ to have well-rounded⁠​⁠ knowledge in all‍‍‌ areas.

Thus,​‍‍ graduates from the‍​‍ magic academy were​ well-equipped to use‍​‍ basic magic from​⁠ each category, which‌ was why they​‌​ were favored in‌ the magic society.‍

Not‌‌‌ all active mages‍​ graduated from magic​ academies. Some were​⁠​ disciples of mages,‍ achieved enlightenment on​​ their own, or⁠ learned magic through‌ darker routes. Their‌ strengths lay in⁠‌ practical experience and⁠‌ combat-ready magic, but​⁠ they often lacked‌⁠‌ a deeper understanding‌‌ of magic and⁠‍ had limited potential⁠‍ compared to academy​ graduates.

Whether‌‌⁠ to hire academy⁠‍⁠ graduates depended on‌‌‌ the nature of​‍⁠ the job, but‌​‌ they generally had⁠ an advantage in​‍‍ employment. The 80%⁠ standard set by‌​ the academy reflected⁠​​ the contemporary societal⁠​ context.

Hah.‌ So, in my⁠ case, I need⁠ to raise my⁠‌ average by at‍​​ least 30 points.‍​‍

Regardless‌​​ of his recent⁠​‍ insights, this was⁠​⁠ still an academy.​​ To advance, he‍ needed a score‍‍‌ above 80 in⁠​‍ every subject.

Using‌‌ the core of‌‌ knowledge he had‍ could make it​​ possible. Moreover, the‍​ knowledge gained from‍‌‍ preparing for the⁠‍ presentation and studying​​ the Particle of‍‍‌ God could significantly⁠ boost his score.⁠​‍

Yet,‍‌‍ even considering these‌‍⁠ factors, the probability​​ of advancing seemed⁠‍ to be around‍ 30%.

Isn’t‍​ that impressive, though?​ A 30% chance​​ of advancing to‍‌⁠ Class Four in‌⁠​ just six months.‌‍

Shirone‌​ thought positively. It‌⁠‍ was a chance​‌ worth taking. The‍ thought of being‍​‍ left behind in⁠ Class Five while‌ his friends advanced​‍⁠ was unbearable.

Advancing⁠ to Class Four‌‍​ would also open‍‌⁠ the possibility of​⁠‌ applying for the​ advanced class. That​‌‌ would mean keeping⁠​‌ his promise to‌ Amy.

Ah!⁠‍​ Right, Amy!

He‍⁠​ hadnt seen her​‌ since the presentation.‍ In his excitement⁠ back then, he‍‍‍ hadnt even thought⁠‍ to look for‌ her.

I was too thoughtless.‍⁠‌ Amy was always⁠‌ a supportive friend‌‌ during challenging times.​​

Determined‍‍ to be there‌​​ for her this‌‌ time, Shirone left⁠‍‌ his room with​​ a playful twinkle‍​ in his eye.⁠‍‌

Hehe!​ Shell be so‍⁠ surprised!

* * *

Shirone,‍ carrying two cups‌‌⁠ of coffee, headed​⁠⁠ towards the advanced‌‍‍ class. One was‍ for Amy, and​‌ the other for⁠‌​ Sharelle. Memories of​‍ running coffee errands​ for Amy made⁠​ him smile wryly.​‍

Back⁠⁠‌ then, I thought‌‍ the world was⁠‍‌ ending.

It‍‌ was an ironic⁠​ relationship. Who would‌ have thought the​ troublesome girl he⁠⁠ met in an‌ alley at twelve‌‍ would become a friend?

He​‌​ climbed the hill⁠⁠⁠ to the advanced‌ class. The massive‌ structure, known as⁠‌ the Steel Gate,‍‌‍ loomed at the‌ entrance. It looked‌ even larger up‍​ close than from‍‌ a distance.

This​‌‌ is the pinnacle⁠‍​ of the magic‌ academy.

Walking⁠‍​ under the structure​ symbolizing the spirit⁠ of a mage,​​ Shirone felt a solemn reverence.

As‌‌‌ the sixth period​ ended, the students‍‍ of the advanced​‍ class began to⁠⁠ emerge. Shirone spotted⁠‍‍ Amy and Sharelle​ chatting at the⁠‌​ main entrance and⁠‌⁠ shouted, Amy! Amy!‌⁠

The​ students turned their‌​‍ heads, but Amy‌​​ and Sharelle didnt⁠⁠ seem to hear​‌ and continued their‍‍ conversation. Seizing the‍‍‌ opportunity for a prank, Shirone quietly‌⁠⁠ approached from behind​‍⁠ and presented the‌ coffee right in⁠ front of Amy.​‍‍

Ta-da!⁠⁠ A surprise gift!‍⁠

Amys‌‌​ eyes widened in​‌‌ surprise. Shirone grinned‌ and offered a cup to Sharelle⁠⁠ as well.

Here,‌​⁠ for you too,‌ senior. Enjoy!

Sharelle​ tilted her head​ in confusion. Amy‌ blinked a few‍‍ times, then scrunched‌ up her face​⁠‍ and asked, Whats⁠ this? Who are‌‌​ you? Why are‌⁠ you giving us‍ coffee?

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