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Infinite Mage Chapter 97: Genius Lost in Light (6)

Chapter 97: Genius Lost in Light (6)

Master‌

Thadd⁠⁠‌ hesitated to speak.​ Was Alpheas still​ the same person‍‍⁠ he used to‍‍ be? Humans hold⁠‌ hope because they‌‍‍ don’t know the⁠‍ future. But Alpheas’s​ memories held no‌‍⁠ hope. Any happy​ memory was buried‌ under terrible pain.‌‌⁠

Alpheas⁠‌ closed his eyes‌⁠ again, a tear⁠⁠​ rolling down his⁠ cheek.

Master,‌ are you alright?‍‍‍

Thank​ you, Thadd.

Relieved‍⁠‌ by Alpheas’s kind‌‌‍ tone, Thadd sighed.⁠

Are‌ you really okay?​

Of​⁠‌ course. Sorry for‌‍‍ being harsh to‌‍‌ you earlier. But⁠ that was the‍​ old me.

No,​​ I’m the one‍‌ who should apologize.‍⁠‌ I thought it⁠‍ might be better​ for you to​​ stay as you⁠‍⁠ were, fearing something‍ might happen to‍ you

Alpheas⁠‍⁠ patted Thadds shoulder⁠ reassuringly.

It‌⁠ was a decision‌‌⁠ true to your⁠​​ nature. Maybe it‌ would have been‍⁠​ better that way.‌‍

Then,​⁠⁠ Master

Thadd‌‍​ became anxious again.‍ Maybe he should‍‌ have persisted with⁠‍ his initial thought.‌ It could have​ been an unrepeatable​‌ chance for Alpheas‌‍ to escape his⁠ past.

Yes.​​‌ Memories I never‍​‌ want to recall.‌‍ But

Alpheas‌ looked at Erinas‌ portrait, recalling the‍​ moment they first‍⁠ met at the‌‍ ballroom and how‍​ he confessed his​​⁠ feelings, a faint‍ smile appearing on‍‍ his lips.

Even​ in a life⁠ filled with pain,⁠ there are moments‌‍‌ worth living for.‌

I see.

Thadd​⁠ finally felt at‍​​ ease. Alpheas was⁠ still the same​ person he knew,‌ unchanged in any​ way.

The⁠ woman named Erina,​⁠⁠ who had shaken‍⁠ the entirety of‍​ Alpheas’s life, remained⁠‌⁠ in his heart⁠ as a painful​‌‍ but unforgettable memory.‌​‌

Master,‍ the one behind‌⁠ this incident is‍‌‌ Arcane. Currently, Teacher‍⁠⁠ Ethella is

I had a hunch⁠‌‍ from the start.‍⁠‍ Its not the‍⁠⁠ time for explanations.‍‍ Lets move.

Alpheas‌​ walked towards the‍ door, Thadd following⁠ him. The first‌ crisis might have​‍‍ been averted, but‍⁠ the real problem‍‍⁠ was just beginning.‌ The entire student‍‌⁠ body was under​ Arcanes influence.

I just hope its‌​ not too late.​‍‍

After​⁠ learning about Alpheas’s‌‌ past, Shirone and⁠‍ his group were‍​ speechless for a while. It was‍ a shockingly tragic‌‍ and sad love⁠‌ story.

The​‍​ Headmaster had such‍​ a past

A certified 4th-grade mage‌‍⁠ and the headmaster‌⁠ of a prestigious⁠ school, anyone would‍​ think Alpheas led​‌ a successful life.‍ But after hearing⁠‌​ Arcanes story, it‍‌ was clear that‌‍‍ young Alpheas was‍ extraordinary. He proved⁠​ the Photon Theory‌ at a young‌⁠⁠ age and was‌ a Gold Circle⁠⁠ awardee. His experiment‌‍ on memory transfer‌‌‌ was a progressive⁠ idea just beginning‌⁠‌ to be explored⁠ in the magical‍‌⁠ society.

Certainly,​ Alpheas was a genius. But he​​‍ was weak. Had​‌⁠ he endured a little longer, the‌ world would have​‌⁠ been different. He‍‌ ruined everything with‌​ a mere sentiment.‌ I can never​‌⁠ forgive him for​ that.

Shirone‍‌ had a lot​​ to think about.‌⁠ Arcane was known‍⁠‍ as a villain,‌⁠ but he was‌​‍ also a mage.‌‌‌ At least in‍ Erinas experiment, he​‍​ was nothing but⁠​​ a helpful collaborator.⁠‍‌

Thats‍​⁠ true. Headmaster Alpheas​⁠ destroying your research‍‍​ might have been​ hypocrisy.

Arcane’s​‌ murderous intent softened,⁠​ allowing Shirone to‌ approach him a bit closer.

But​ even then, I would have made⁠ the same choice.‍‌‌

Arcane‌‍ frowned in displeasure,​‍​ but Shirone wasnt⁠​​ being stubborn.

If​ sacrificing one person‍‌‍ could save ten‌​ thousand, it might⁠ be a rational​⁠‍ choice. But I wouldnt sacrifice that⁠‍ one person.

Then‍​ ten thousand will‌​​ die.

Thats‌‍‌ a risk we‌‌ have to take.​‌​

Shirone⁠​‍ spoke with conviction.⁠

Ten‍‌‌ thousand might die.​ But we shouldnt​ interfere beyond our​‌⁠ human limits. It’s‌​ arrogant to weigh‌​ human lives. Even‌‌​ if it leads‌ to more sacrifices,⁠‌ we just need‍ to do what‍ we can. Eventually,​ there might come‌​‌ a day when​​‍ we can save​⁠ ten thousand without​⁠⁠ sacrifices. What youre​‌‍ trying to do‌‌ isnt different from‌‍ a tyrant trying‍‌⁠ to stand above​ humanity.

Arcane‍​⁠ realized that Shirone⁠⁠⁠ stood at the‌ opposite extreme of‌‌​ his beliefs. Sacrificing⁠ a few for​​ the many is​ not an option?​​ Some might call⁠ it virtue, but⁠ if such a situation really arose,‌‍‍ not many people‌ would agree. Humans⁠‍ are creatures that⁠ wander between good⁠ and evil, looking⁠⁠‍ for what benefits⁠​​ them. But Shirone‌‍⁠ stood at the‌⁠⁠ farthest end of‍‌‍ goodness. Both a cruel murderer and‍⁠ a savior saint‌⁠ are inhuman, and⁠‍ both are persecuted‍‌​ by the public.‌‌⁠

Your​ life wont be‌ easy either. Dying​ here might even​⁠ be a blessing‌​⁠ for you.

A mage bases his⁠​⁠ choices on intelligence.⁠⁠‌ Arcane believed in​‍‍ the efficiency of‌‍⁠ evil to advance⁠​‍ humanity. To him,⁠⁠‌ Shirone was a future threat that⁠‌‍ must be eliminated.⁠‍‍

We‍​‍ are incompatible breeds.⁠ Regrettably, I have⁠ to kill you.‍

Shirone‌‍‍ stepped back in‍ surprise. Arcane, who‍‌ had seemed weakened,‍ was now exuding‌ the aura of⁠​​ a true archmage.⁠

Surprised,‍‌ boy? Magic is​ a mysterious thing.​⁠⁠

According⁠ to the Magic⁠ Association’s research, the‍‍ mental fatigue a mage experiences when‍​‍ casting pure magic⁠​⁠ is equivalent to‌​ the focus an‍‍‌ ordinary person maintains​‌ for 48 minutes‌ on a single⁠‌ task.

However,‌‍‍ Arcane defied such‍⁠ arithmetic calculations and​​‌ quickly gathered his‍‍‍ strength.

“Let’s‍ end this. There‍‌ will be no‌​⁠ pain.”

Shadows⁠ surged from Arcane’s​ body, covering the⁠‍ sky with a black curtain. Its⁠ massive size astonished‍ everyone. It was​‌​ on a completely‌‍⁠ different scale from​ the dark powers‌⁠⁠ exhibited by Canis.‍‌

As‌‌​ Arcane raised his⁠‍ right hand, the​⁠​ curtain morphed into​ the shape of‌‌ a fist. Shirone​⁠ admired its purity.‍‍ The size of‍‌ the fist indicated⁠‌ that if it⁠‍⁠ fell, it could‍ obliterate half of​⁠ the basin.

‘I⁠⁠‌ can’t block it.⁠‌ Nor can I avoid it.’

If​‌ quantified, the power‍ of a unit​ cube (1 cm‌ in width, length,‌⁠⁠ and height) of‌ dark powers is‍ about 0.1N, slightly⁠​ better than an⁠ ant’s jaw joint.⁠‍‍ But beyond a billion units, it⁠‍⁠ can exert a tremendous force, enough‌‍‌ to sweep away‍ everything on the​ surface of the‍‌ earth.

“Stop‌ this nonsense, Master.”‍

Everyone’s​ gaze turned to‍‍ the cliff. Alpheas‍​ stood there, hands‍⁠ behind his back,​ followed by a beam of light‍ roaring in, with‌‍​ Thadd landing beside‍ him.

“Teacher‍ Thadd!”

Shirone‍⁠‍ and his companions​‌​ brightened up. Just⁠‍ the arrival of‌ Alpheas and Thadd‌ felt like gaining⁠​​ a mighty army.​ Thadd looked up‌⁠⁠ at the dark‌‍ power and cast​ Fire Sun. The⁠ stream of flames​‌​ spiraled upward, forming‍‍ a huge fireball.​‍⁠

“Wow”⁠

The‌ surrounding scenery turned‍⁠ into a blinding⁠ white light, making​ it impossible to​ open their eyes.‌⁠‌ But Arcane countered​‍‍ the blinding light​‍‌ with his dark⁠ magic, staring directly‌​⁠ at it.

“Hmm.”‍‍

Stretching‍⁠ his palm towards⁠ the Fire Sun,‌ the darkness in‌​ the sky mimicked‍ the movement, engulfing​ the giant fireball.​‍

Chiieeee!⁠⁠‌

Shirone‍⁠ shivered. He had‍‌‌ never seen anything⁠ burn with such⁠ a massive sound.​​ Darkness enveloped the‍​⁠ world again as‍‍ Thadd grimaced and‍ transformed his Spirit​⁠ Zone into an​‍ offensive form.

“Damn!‌ Annoying old man…”​⁠​

Alpheas‌‍ stopped him with‌ a hand gesture.‌‌

“Let⁠‍ it be, Thadd.”‌⁠​

“But,​ Master…”

“This​​ is my battle.⁠​⁠ A matter between⁠​ me and Arcane.‍​‌ Leave it to⁠⁠⁠ me from here.”​‌

Alpheas‌​‌ walked leisurely forward,‌⁠⁠ and Arcane, extinguishing⁠ the Fire Sun,‍​ reshaped the dark⁠​ power into a curtain and spread​‍‌ it across the​ sky.

“You’ve‌ aged, Alpheas. Well,‌⁠ even a time‌⁠ mage is just​​ a human before‍‌ the years.”

Alpheas​‌‍ ignored Arcane’s first​ greeting in 40⁠‌⁠ years. At least⁠ not yet… it​​‌ wasn’t time for‌ two foolish old​⁠‍ men to settle‍ the past. Looking⁠‍⁠ past hundreds of​⁠‌ students, the injured‍⁠‍ Yiruki, Nade, Shirone,⁠‍​ and finally at​​​ Ethella, he saw‌ bruises spreading over⁠⁠ her pale skin.​‍‌

“You’ve⁠ had a hard⁠ time, Ethella. It’s​⁠⁠ my fault for‍‌​ being irresponsible. I have nothing to‌⁠‌ say but sorry.”‍

“It’s‍⁠ not your fault,⁠‌ sir. I failed‌⁠ to protect the‍ students.”

Alpheas⁠⁠⁠ shook his head.​⁠ Ethella, who excelled​​ in magic, martial⁠ arts, and mental‍‍ techniques, had seemed​‌ bewildering when she‍‌ came for a teacher interview. But‌⁠ today, he couldn’t⁠‍ be prouder of‍‍⁠ his decision to​ hire her. Without​ her, the students‍‍ wouldn’t be safe‌ as they were⁠‌ now.

“Headmaster,​ please be careful.”⁠‍‌

Shirone‌‍ looked worried. If​ Arcane had been‍ exhausted, Alpheas, a 4th-grade certified mage,​⁠‍ might have had‍ a chance. But⁠ Arcane was undoubtedly‌ at his peak‍​ now.

Alpheas⁠​ smiled reassuringly.

“Don’t‌⁠ worry. There’s no‍ magic that defies​ the law of‍‌ equivalent exchange.”

“But‍⁠​ Arcane must have​ regained his mental‍⁠ strength…”

“Yes.‍ He must have‍ recovered. But that​​ too is magic.”‌‍

“Magic?”‌⁠​

“Abyss-type‌‍ magic controls memories.⁠​ Arcane created it‌ and is the‌ best at using​ it. Right, Master?”‌⁠

Arcane​ snorted dismissively.

“Not‍ senile, I see.‍⁠ By the way,​‌ the magic you⁠ experienced was Abyss⁠‍ Nova, far more‍​‍ advanced than mere‍⁠ memory manipulation.”

“It​‍​ was impressive magic.‌ Thanks to it,​​ I could relive​ old memories.”

“Don’t‍ pretend. You must‌​​ have been crying‌​ out of fear.⁠⁠ You always run‍⁠ away in the⁠​⁠ end. And you‌​ were probably weeping‍ like a baby.”‌

“You’re‍‌ right. But Master,​ you’ve weakened too.‍‌ Struggling against a hundred-year-old child and⁠‍ resorting to Abyss​​ Memory, of all‍​ things.”

Arcane​ didn’t get angry.⁠‌ If Alpheas was⁠‌ calm, so was‌‍⁠ he. A 40-year-old⁠​​ grudge couldn’t be‍ resolved with mere‌‍‌ words.

Alpheas‍⁠ turned to Shirone​​ with a pre-storm​​ calmness.

“Shirone,‍​ casting magic requires‌‍ intense concentration in​​​ a moment. Its⁠​ like using an‍⁠ hours worth of​ focus in a second. Thats why‌‌ Arcane did this.”‍

Tapping​​ his temple, Alpheas‍⁠​ continued.

“He‌​​ cast a spell​ on his own​‍ head. A memory⁠ erasing spell.”

“Ahh…”‌​‍

That​​‍ was a possibility.‌ Erasing the memories‍‌‍ used by the‌‌⁠ brain eliminates mental⁠​ fatigue. Although it‍⁠​ would undoubtedly overload‌​‍ functionally, it was‍ a viable way​​⁠ to recover mental‍‍ strength once.

Alpheas‌⁠‍ understood Shirone’s feelings.⁠ Viltor Arcane, a dark mage who‌‍‌ had survived a century on the‌​ battlefield, was not‌​⁠ someone to be⁠‌​ underestimated, regardless of‌ past grudges.

“Yes.⁠⁠​ Bold and brilliant.​ Arcane lives in⁠ such a world.​‌ Remember that. A combat mage who⁠ doesnt have at⁠ least one last‍⁠‍ resort isnt truly​ a combat mage.”​

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