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Rise of the Fallen Kingdom’s Third Prince Chapter 245: The Mage’s Wish (1)

Chapter 245: The Mage’s Wish (1)

Artem​​ had said the‍‌ name Yuri Briol,‌⁠ and so, the⁠‍ hikers found out‍⁠​ who he was.⁠‍

Embarrassed,‌ Yuri came up‌‍ with an excuse⁠ and quickly descended,‌ but what had‌​​ happened at the​‍ summit of Mount⁠⁠​ Zenel was something‌⁠‌ he couldn’t hide,⁠‌⁠ no matter how⁠ much he wanted‍⁠ to.

The‍ story of Saint​ Artem’s ascension spread⁠‌ by word of​​ mouth, and with‍ the reappearance of​⁠⁠ his role as⁠ “the Baptist,” rumors​​‌ spread that Yuri‍⁠​ was an apostle​ chosen by divine⁠‍‍ will.

Yuri‌⁠⁠ was already a famous figure in‍‌ his own right.⁠​

But‍‍ now, with the​ Power of the‌⁠ Tyrant King complete​⁠‍ and a religious‌‍⁠ miracle behind him,​​ his fame skyrocketed.‌

It⁠ was then that⁠ Yuri Briol declared‍‌​ to the continent:‍

“The⁠‌⁠ Empire is ruled​​ by black magic,⁠​⁠ a malevolent power,​ and performs forbidden​ rituals such as​⁠ human sacrifice as⁠ if they were​⁠ normal! Briol will​ not allow it.‍‍ The Holy Kingdom,‌‍ Brusen, Liberta, and‍‌‍ the Central Union‍ of Small Kingdoms‍ have united to⁠​‌ condemn the Empire.”​‌

It⁠​ was the first​‍‌ time someone had‌ officially mentioned the​‍‍ Empire’s connection to⁠ black magic.

Yuri’s‌‌ warning was published​​ in newspapers across​ the continent, making⁠ the existence of​‌ black magic common​ knowledge.

But​ the Empire remained‍‍​ silent.

Some‍‌ didn’t believe Yuri’s‍ words.

“Isn’t⁠ that black magic‍⁠ stuff just made​ up?”

“If‍ it really existed,​⁠ don’t you think‌ someone would’ve said‌​​ something before?”

“The⁠​ mage in our‌ region says there’s‍​ no such thing.”‍

“Magic⁠ is magic, what’s‍ this about black‍‍​ magic? Is it‍⁠ a novel or‍⁠‍ something?”

Mentions​⁠​ of black magic‍⁠​ sparked countless debates.⁠

And⁠‌ since it was​ such a major‌‍⁠ issue, the attention‍ of the continent​⁠ turned to one⁠‌⁠ place.

The​‍​ Magic Tower.

It‌⁠‍ was the highest‌‍​ authority on everything‍⁠‌ related to magic.‍⁠ The cradle of‍​ mages, their school,‍‍ their home.

And⁠​⁠ yet, the Master⁠ of the Magic⁠ Tower did not‍​‍ appear.

***​

Yuri‍‍‍ was scolding Hernando.‌

“Hey,‍‌ didn’t you say‍ you’d find him‍ any moment now?‍‌‌ So what the​​‌ hell are you⁠‌ doing?”

“Well,‍ um… mmm…”

“Where‌​ the hell is​‍ that supposed Master‌⁠‍ of the Tower?”‍⁠

“I⁠​‍ don’t know.”

“Hernando!”​‍‍

“Find‍ him already!”

Hernando​‍​ flinched, widened his‌ eyes, and stepped‌‍ back.

“Why‍⁠​ are you so‍ explosive lately?”

“That’s‌​ how people get​ when they’re successful!”⁠‍‍

“Ah…⁠‍⁠ really?”

“If​‍ it bothers you,⁠​ become famous yourself!”​‍‍

“U-understood…”​‍​

Yuri‍‌​ was, at that‍⁠​ moment, the most‍⁠ famous figure on‌ the continent.

Before,⁠​⁠ not everyone recognized⁠​‌ him on the‍ street. But now,⁠⁠‌ with so many⁠⁠ portraits of him⁠‌ circulating, he couldn’t⁠‍⁠ walk the streets‍‍‍ with his face​ uncovered.

He‍ leaned back in‌‍​ his chair and‍⁠​ murmured.

“With‍ just a word‌ from the Master‌⁠ of the Tower,⁠‍​ the Empire would⁠ be cornered.”

The​‍‍ current situation was‌‍ very promising.

In‌ his past life,‌‍ the nations of​‌ the continent responded​⁠ to the chaos‍‍ in a disorganized‌⁠ way and ended‍ up being destroyed​⁠ by the Empire.‌

But⁠​‌ this time, they⁠⁠ all shared the‌‌ same concern over‌​ the Empire’s rise.⁠​⁠

In‍‍​ addition to the​​‍ four countries allied​‍⁠ with Briol and‍ the Union of‍​ Small Kingdoms, many‍ other nations had‍⁠ sent envoys to⁠ discuss potential measures.‌⁠

The​‌‌ whole continent was⁠​‍ watching the Empire​​‌ with suspicion. And‍⁠​ for some reason,‍‍ the Empire still​‍ remained silent.

Yuri⁠‌ wanted to seize‍ that opportunity to‍ strike a definitive‍‍ blow, even by⁠ mobilizing the Master‌​ of the Tower.⁠‌⁠

“But‍⁠‌ that guy won’t⁠‍​ show up. Could​‍ something have happened⁠ to him?”

“Impossible.​​‍ If anything happened⁠⁠ to the Master‌ of the Tower,‍​‍ the entire institution⁠ would know.”

“Then‌ how the hell‌​​ does no one‌ know where someone⁠​⁠ that important is?”​

“That…‌​ I couldn’t tell‍​ you.”

“Ugh…”⁠

Yuri​​​ raised his head,⁠ and a waiter​‌⁠ immediately rushed over.⁠⁠

“Would‌ you like something?”⁠

“A⁠ beer, please.”

“Right‌⁠‍ away!”

Yuri⁠⁠​ and Hernando were​‍‍ seated in a tavern in Briol’s​‍​ capital. Since his‍⁠ face wasn’t covered,‍‍ a huge crowd‍‍​ had gathered just​ to see him.‌

However,‌‍ as a member⁠‌ of royalty, no​⁠‌ one dared to​ get too close,‌​​ and everyone simply​‌ watched him from‍ afar without making‍⁠ a scene.

The​ only one delighted‍‌​ with the situation⁠⁠ was the tavern‍ owner.

“So,⁠⁠​ Sir Hernando, you’re​‌​ telling me you‌​⁠ can’t do the⁠‍ job I asked.‌‍ Is that how​​‍ you’re going to‍‌ admit your incompetence?”⁠‍

“If⁠ you put it​‌ that way… I suppose so.”

“Useless!”‍

“Your​​‌ Highness, there are​​‌ many people watching,‍⁠‌ you should moderate‍⁠⁠ your words…”

“Oh​ yeah?”

“Of⁠ course.”

“Then‍ watch this.”

Yuri‍​⁠ slammed the table‍ and stood up.​⁠⁠ Instantly, every eye‍⁠‍ turned to him.‍⁠‌

He​‍‌ stared at Hernando​‌ with blazing eyes,​ but as if⁠ he couldn’t yell⁠ freely, he simply​ muttered firmly.

“Fucking​‍ useless…”

He‍⁠‍ didn’t say it‌‍ loudly, but his⁠‍ tone was clear‍ enough to echo‌ throughout the tavern.‍‌​

And​ his words didn’t​⁠ go unnoticed.

No​⁠ one criticized Yuri.‍⁠ On the contrary,‍ everyone began to‌​​ scold Hernando as​ if they had​‌⁠ witnessed the same⁠ failure.

“That​ guy must be​ the incompetent one.”‍‌‌

“How‍ dare he upset‌‍‍ His Highness?”

“He⁠​‌ looks useless.”

“Damn​⁠‌ useless!”

“That‍‌ guy is an‍ incompetent now. Let’s⁠‍ call him that,⁠ the Incompetent.”

“The⁠‌ Incompetent drinking with⁠​‌ His Highness… How‌⁠ kind His Highness⁠‌​ is.”

In​​ an instant, public‍ opinion was manipulated​ by Yuri.

Hernando​‍⁠ opened his mouth.​

“No‍ way…”

“Told⁠ you. If it‍ bothers you, get⁠ famous.”

“In‌‍ my whole life,⁠⁠⁠ I’ve never been⁠⁠ called incompetent. I,‍⁠ Hernando, am a genius recognized by⁠​ the Magic Tower…!”‍

“Fine.‍​ Then tell me,​‌⁠ where is the‍ Master of the‍ Magic Tower?”

“I‌ don’t know.”

“Useless.”‍‌‌

“Ggh…”‍​‍

Hernando‍⁠​ bit his lip.​​‍

Yuri’s‌‍ words weren’t entirely‌‍​ wrong. Hernando felt⁠ a sting of​⁠‌ shame.

The‌​​ Grand Sorcerer still​ hadn’t found the‌⁠ Master of the​⁠⁠ Tower. In other‍​ words, he hadn’t‍‌‍ managed to dismantle⁠‍⁠ the spell cast​⁠‍ by that Master.‍

“Maybe‍‌​ he’s right. Maybe​⁠ I really am‌⁠ just useless…”

“Seeing‌ you wallow in‍⁠ self-pity is even⁠⁠​ sadder.”

“Useless⁠ and pathetic…”

Hernando​‍ slumped his head‍‌ on the table.​ Immediately, the crowd⁠⁠ started murmuring again.⁠⁠

“How⁠⁠ dare he act⁠ like that in​‍‍ front of His‍ Highness!”

“Useless,‌⁠ pathetic… and even⁠‌ rude!”

“Who‌​ is that? What’s‍ he doing here?”⁠​

“That‌‍ His Highness even‌ protects him… He’s‍ truly admirable…”

A normal person would’ve​ been overwhelmed by​‍ such irrational devotion.‍

But​‌ Yuri didn’t care‍​ about others’ opinions,⁠ so he just​ shrugged. Whether praise​⁠⁠ or criticism, he⁠‌​ used them as​​​ tools.

At‍‍ that moment, he‍ was using his‍‍ fame to reprimand⁠ Hernando.

Surrounded​ by the crowd’s​ scorn, Hernando muttered⁠​‌ with a trembling‍⁠ voice.

“Don’t‍ tell me… you‍‍ summoned me to‍​‍ the capital just‌ for this…?”

“You‌‍ just figured that​‌ out?”

“You’re⁠ terrifying…!”

Just‍⁠‍ then, a stir‍ broke out at​⁠ the tavern’s entrance,⁠‍ and people began‍⁠ stepping aside.

Yuri⁠ and Hernando looked⁠ over.

It​ wasn’t fame or⁠‌ status that made‌ people part.

It​ was beauty.

Maryrose‍‍⁠ Antret.

The‌‍⁠ mage from Valshard​‌ approached Yuri and‌ Hernando.

She‌‍ wasn’t wearing her⁠‌​ usual elegant dress,‍‌ but rather comfortable‍‌‍ clothes to move‍⁠‍ around in.

But‍‍ her beauty couldn’t‌⁠ be hidden, and​ the citizens didn’t⁠ dare block her‍⁠ path.

Maryrose‌⁠‌ walked naturally through‌‍ the crowded tavern‍ interior. She stopped​⁠ beside them, smiled‌‌​ enigmatically, and looked​ at Yuri.

“Your‍‍ Highness. There you⁠ are.”

“Yes.”‍

“Shall‍⁠ we go?”

“Let’s.”⁠

“Because‌ of this incompetent‌ Hernando, Your Highness⁠ has had to‍ suffer…”

“That’s⁠ right.”

“Hey,‍ Maryrose! You’re also‍ with—”

“Shut‍ your mouth.”

Maryrose​⁠​ raised a finger‌‍ to stop Hernando‍‌⁠ and continued.

“With​‌ this incompetent’s magical‌‌ capacity, it’s clear​ he can’t find​​ the Master of‌⁠ the Tower. There’s⁠⁠⁠ no other option​ but for Your‍​ Highness to go‍⁠ in person. Maybe‌ that’s exactly what‌‌ that person wants.”​​‍

Yuri​​​ nodded.

“Yes.‌‌‍ Since I don’t‌ have a single‍ reliable subordinate, once‌‍⁠ again I have‍‍‌ to make a move.”

“What‌‌ a pity for‍​ Your Highness. Surrounded‍‌‍ by such useless‍ people…”

Hernando​‍‍ retorted indignantly.

“If​ you put it​ that way, aren’t⁠ you also one⁠‌​ of those unreliable‌ subordinates?”

Yuri‍‌ shook his head.​⁠⁠

“Maryrose‌ is not my‌​‍ subordinate.”

“Then​ what is she?”⁠⁠​

“Maryrose‍‍​ is…”

Before​‍ Yuri could finish,​​​ she quickly responded.‍‌​

“A‍‌‍ companion.”

Hernando‍ looked at Yuri,‌ surprised. He, who‌ was about to⁠‌⁠ say “collaborator,” coughed‌⁠ and nodded.

“Well,⁠​ it’s the same‌​ thing.”

“You⁠⁠ see, Sir Hernando?‍​ You are a subordinate. I am‌‍ a companion. So‍‌ as a subordinate,​‌ accept your incompetence.”‌

“I‌ already had before​‍⁠ you arrived…”

Hernando‌‍ sighed deeply.

“Alright.‌ Let’s go to‌ the Tower. I don’t know if⁠‌‌ anything will change‌‍‌ just because Your⁠‍ Highness goes… But⁠ let’s go. If⁠​​ it doesn’t work,⁠‍⁠ Your Highness will‌‍​ be an incompetent‍‌⁠ too.”

“Me?”‌⁠⁠

Yuri‌‌ stood up and​ said.

“Hernando.⁠​ At this moment,‍ there’s nothing I’m‌‌ not willing to‍‍ do.”

“How‌ surprising.”

“Do‍⁠‍ you think I’ll​ just let it⁠⁠‌ slide if it‍‌ doesn’t work? As‌‍‍ if it doesn’t‍​ matter?”

Something​‍​ flashed in Yuri’s‌‌‌ eyes.

“I’m​‍ not playing. I’m⁠‌ not going to‌‌ politely wait for⁠‍‌ that so-called Master​ to be persuaded.‌‍ That’s not the​⁠ attitude to fight‌‍​ the Empire with.”⁠

He⁠⁠ still remembered the​⁠⁠ battles of his⁠‍ past life.

He⁠‍‌ had no intention⁠ of showing leniency.​⁠⁠ Nor did he‍‍⁠ plan to wait‍⁠⁠ forever for others’​ approval.

If​ the Master of‍ the Tower didn’t‍ come out, Yuri‌ planned to tear​‌ the Tower down‌ until he did.​​

If‌⁠⁠ that’s what it‌⁠‍ took to prevent⁠ the tragedy and​⁠ face the Empire,‌‍ he would do​‍ it without hesitation.‌‌‌

Fighting‍ black magic, to‌‍ Yuri, meant that.‌‌​

“Let’s‍ go.”

“Already?”​

“I‌​ told you. I don’t have time.”⁠​

“But‍ you sure drank…”⁠​​

“That​‍‌ was fuel.”

With⁠ a smile, Yuri​ downed the remaining⁠​ beer in one‍ gulp, left some⁠ coins on the‌⁠ table, and stood‌‍ up abruptly.

Upon‌‌⁠ leaving the tavern,​​⁠ a dozen knights​ were already waiting‍‍‌ on horseback.

It⁠​ was the Order⁠​‌ of Vengeance.

They​‍ had been waiting⁠‍ there from the‍‍​ start.

Yuri⁠⁠‌ was the first⁠ to mount his⁠ horse, and the‍​⁠ knights followed instantly.⁠​​ It was a simple action, but‍​ with impeccable discipline.​‌

“His​​​ Highness and the​‍​ Order of Vengeance…!”⁠‌​

“Wow…!”⁠

“How‌​​ impressive!”

“Are‍⁠ they the ones‌‍‌ from the rumors…?”​

People⁠⁠ watched in awe.‍ Some even applauded.‍‍⁠

Jared,⁠⁠⁠ who came out‌​‌ after Hernando, gave‍⁠ him a smile.⁠

“Well,⁠⁠​ did you enjoy‌‌ your punishment, Sir‍ Hernando?”

“Yeah,‍‍​ well… something like​ that.”

“Let’s​ go.”

Maryrose‌​​ and Hernando mounted​⁠⁠ as well.

While⁠ Yuri took the‍⁠​ reins, Jared joked.⁠⁠

“Your⁠‌‌ Highness. Isn’t riding‌​‍ drunk a crime?”‌

“I’m⁠ above the law.”​

“Hahahaha…”‍

“Let’s‍ go.”

“Yes,​​‍ sir!”

Yuri​​ and the Order​​ of Vengeance rode‌‍​ swiftly through the​‌⁠ capital streets.

There‍⁠‍ was also a Tower of Magic​​ in Briol.

It‍‌ wasn’t very large,⁠ but all the⁠ Towers were interconnected.‍‍

Yuri‍⁠ and the Order​ of Vengeance were‌ headed to the‍‌ fief of Ainzer‌⁠​ Yustam, Matehorn.

***‌‌⁠

News​​ of Yuri’s arrival‌⁠ had already spread,⁠‌‌ so the castle⁠ gates were open.‌​​

While‌​​ Yuri conversed with⁠ Ainzer Yustam, who⁠‌ had come out‌‌ to receive him,​ the Order of⁠ Vengeance exchanged tense‍⁠ glances with the⁠​​ knights of Matehorn.​‍

After‌‍ all, when sword-bearers‍‍​ lock eyes, friction‌⁠ is common.

Though​‌ there were exceptions.⁠‍‌

“Why‍ are they looking​‍‍ at me like⁠⁠ that? Hehehe…”

Tirbo,‌ with his awkward‌‌ demeanor, scratched his‌⁠ head. Even Jared,​⁠‌ who was usually‌‌ laid-back, sighed.

He‌ truly didn’t seem‌⁠ like the heir⁠⁠ of a prestigious‌⁠ count family.

“Sir‌⁠ Tirbo.”

“Yes?”​

“Show⁠ a more dignified​⁠​ knightly demeanor, please.”‍​

“What’s⁠ a knightly demeanor?”‌‍

“Raise‍ your chin, open​ your eyes wide‌‌ and look straight‍​‍ ahead. And don’t‌ smile like that.​‍⁠ If you smile,‍⁠‍ they’ll underestimate you.”​

“But⁠ His Highness is‌‍‌ always smiling…”

“His​⁠ Highness doesn’t smile,​‍‍ he sneers.”

“T-then​ I’ll sneer too.⁠ Like this, right?”⁠‌‍

“Don’t.​⁠‍ You look like⁠‍‍ an idiot.”

“Yes,​​ sir…”

“They’re‌‍⁠ already pointing fingers‌⁠ at you!”

“I’m​‍ really sorry…”

Of⁠ course, there were⁠ also knights in⁠ Matehorn who had‍​ fought alongside them‍ in the battle⁠‍ of Bezos.

They‍‍‍ greeted Jared and⁠ the rest of⁠‌ the Order of‌​ Vengeance warmly. But​​ a group of⁠⁠⁠ unknown knights continued‍ to glare at​‌‍ them with hostility.​

Jared‌ asked.

“Who‌‍ are those guys⁠​‍ that keep staring​ at us?”

“Ah,​ those…”

A middle-aged knight who‌ had been in⁠ Bezos gave an​ awkward smile.

“Have‍‍ you heard of‌⁠ Parsent?”

“Parsent?​‍ The territory with​‌⁠ the Parsent Knight⁠ Academy?”

“Yes.”‍⁠

Parsent‌⁠‌ was a region‌ located on the‌⁠ outskirts of the​ Empire, famous for⁠ its knight training​‌‍ academy. It was⁠‌ one of the​ top three breeding​ grounds for the‍⁠‌ Empire’s military elite.​​‍

“Matehorn‍⁠​ has an agreement‍‍ with them. It​ regularly sends knights‌‌⁠ there.”

“So…?”‌⁠‍

“That’s‍‌ right.”

The‍‌ middle-aged knight smiled‍‌‌ wryly.

“They’re‌ knights trained abroad,‍ in the Empire.”⁠

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