The Rebirth of the Hero’s Party’s Archmage Chapter 121

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Episode 121

A young man, who was sitting cross-legged in the center of the body with a magical barrier wrapped around his four sides, collapsed, painfully vomiting blood.

At the same time, the two-door barrier that had isolated him from all the noise and attention around him disintegrated.

This place, where the chill of early winter rushed through the windows even though the world was in the middle of summer, was the northern territory of the Holy Human Empire.

‘Belle Curious… … .’

With those eyes, did you interpret the magic of possession created by the Archmage Xernyx? In that short amount of time?

‘It wouldn’t be possible unless he was at the same level or above me?’

No, it will definitely not be above.

No matter what anyone says, there is no wizard in the modern era who can compare to this Archmage Xernix.

Since the death of the 12th Archmage Orbek, who can be said to be the last successor Archmage, the position of the Empire’s Archmage has been vacant.

‘The little boy named Rin was just as smart as me, so I wanted to not kill him then, but take his body after he grew up… … Hehe, this guy will die before he grows up too.’

Since you attacked the commander-in-chief in the White Wolves’ stronghold, you will be beheaded according to the laws of the Wall, regardless of your status.

These are the eyes I’ve wanted since Ryuken developed them, so I want to steal his entire body, but it’s too bad… … .

Xernyx got up, wiping away the blood from the corner of his mouth, took off the tattered eye patch with seven eyes in a triangle that he always wore, and stretched out comfortably.

“Ah, the mission is over now, there’s no need to control the bodies of smelly old men!”

I have kept the beastmen and wolves apart to the limit until one of the Spider Lord’s five principals awakens, so there is nothing left to do here.

“How can I just watch how Baekdoryeong slaughters the beasts?”

No, it’s done. Maybe it’s because I’ve been in the North for hundreds of years, but I’m getting sick of this place now. Except for a brief trip down to the south to unseal the Lizard Lord… … .

Was your next mission to Antarctica?

On the way down, I should eat delicious food and hang out with the girls. As for women, I really like the women of the Republic. I really like having bronzed skin.

Wasn’t he revived and given eternal youth in order to enjoy these things?

“Hehe, it’s been a while, so let’s go pet Toureina in person.”

* * *

“Execution, behead him immediately and then kick that head over the wall! So that those proud beast friends can see it!”

While the second-in-command, who had served on the wall for 38 years, was furious, Kiran Wolf Vlado checked the main basket firmly on the fallen Lane’s back.

No, this is… … ?

For a moment, I took a deep breath and closed the lid. He looked around carefully, but it seemed like he was the only witness.

“If it’s really Ludwig’s forgery, how are you going to deal with the aftermath later?”

When Kiran quietly picked up the basket and warned, the second-in-command wrinkled his brows.

“You know very well that this is a land where the laws of the wolves take precedence over the laws of the Wall and the Empire, right? And you saw what I just did! “They tried to assassinate the Commander-in-Chief!”

“… … “Are you sure you didn’t hear me?”

“What do you mean?”

I guess you didn’t hear it… … .

Before the Commander-in-Chief fell, Kiran could clearly hear the strange voice that seemed to be scattered in the air.

But would people who are so excited right now believe that I explained it to them? Everyone is already sensitive due to the expedition’s major failure.

“Anyway, there are many members who saw the Lady of Page come here. “Beheading is a hasty decision.”

“Wolves don’t pay attention to imperial nobles.”

“I’m not saying this to show concern. Let’s proceed a little calmly. First, let’s put him in jail. “I will interrogate you when you come to your senses.”

* * *

A funeral ceremony passed down from generation to generation was quietly held at the Ludwig family’s mansion, Bellewin.

Since the head of the family, Kavan Ludwig, said he would not receive condolences, the other three families, the Ten Moon Se clans, and the 8th and 16th clans sent formal condolences and condolence money in letters.

Did he not know that fact, or did he come knowingly?

Citizens from the Kiriten region of Siastulica came up and followed the funeral procession and wept bitterly.

“… … .”

The waves of grief that swirled around the mansion swept through the hearts of not only the members of the Bidan family, but also the butlers, maids, and soldiers.

The boy was cruel to no one, did not discriminate against anyone, was merciful to everyone, and treated everyone, regardless of social status, as a friend.

The bier of Confucius, a boy who died 100 days ago, led a long procession up a summer ridge where tulips were in full bloom.

Since the body could not be collected, the bier was empty. Since the only thing it could contain was a few keepsakes, the bier was so light that it brought tears to my eyes.

The current and former heads of the family, Scalzi and Kayvern, walked on the left and right of the bier in full attire, and the boy’s mother Brim, aunt Elin, younger sister Seri, and younger brother Bran followed in mourning clothes.

Finally, the trumpeter walking in front blew his trumpet for a long time, and the group stopped amidst the mournful sound of the trumpet wagging its tail.

This place, lined with tombstones dried up over time, all the way to the horizon, was a land where members of the family took eternal rest.

It was the final resting place with a panoramic view of the world of tulips and Bellewynn Mansion, with fresh green blooming in the spring and covered with white snow in the winter.

When the soldiers waiting to dig up the boy’s grave politely took the bier and tried to put it into the hole, Brim Ludwig finally burst into tears and grabbed the bier.

“lady… … .”

“Oh my, madam… … .”

The sorrow of the person who had to send his son to a place he could not follow was long and heavy. Seri hugged her mother and cried with her.

Only young Bran Ludwig was unable to enter this world of sadness and shook his head with an innocent look on his face.

After a while, they were able to separate Brim and Seri from the bier and push the bier into the pit. The old priest who officiated at the funeral opened the Bible.

“The gods have said that this earthly separation is not an eternal separation… … Therefore, there is no reason to be sad, but to rejoice… … .”

Emissa Page is also said to have said this to her descendants on the day she closed her eyes.

“I am now dead, but the gods will surely take care of you and guide you to your end and lead you to the land of eternal life.”

“… … .”

“We will meet again there, as Karenden promised me. Run the race of life with all your might so that you will not be ashamed when you meet me again. Only proclaim light and do good… … Durciel.”

“““Durciel (I wish it to be so).”””

Scalzi nodded and the family guards began to fill the hole with shovels, but their movements were slow as they shed tears on the dirt.

“You must have become a truly great lord.”

Unable to watch his son’s bier being covered with dirt, Guardian Knight Swan had a hard time consoling Kayburn, who came back after hearing the cries of the Kiriten territory residents.

“Even though you were young, all the guards trusted you with all their heart and followed you… … “It was the same for me too.”

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The smile that Kavan gave was so sad and bitter that it seemed as if it would break at any moment.

“Okay, thank you.”

And then, Kayvern, who had passed by Swann and thought he was going back to the ridge, placed his hand on the young guardian knight’s shoulder.

“Give them good food. Don’t get tired on the way. “They have come to mourn the death of my son, so please conduct yourself with great consideration.”

“I will obey your orders, Your Excellency.”

Elin Ludwig did not cry.

Instead, they forcibly lifted Seri, who was crying incessantly even as the dirt was being completely covered, and dragged her down from the ridge.

When Se-ri tried to resist, he instead grabbed his shoulder strongly, as if to make him come to his senses.

“Don’t cry, don’t cry! Ludwig’s successor is not one to cry in front of others! “Didn’t you cry even once when your grandfather or Madelia Paige or her father died?!”

“… … ?”

“Now Lane Ludwig is dead. Do you know what this means? You are the legitimate successor to the family. Seri Ludwig, you must lead our family!”

On the ridge where flower petals were rustling in the wind, Seri tried to hold back her tears, but the tears came again and again, and her voice broke thinly.

“no, I do not want… … I don’t want to be the heir to the family… … I, I just… … I miss you, my brother… … .”

“There is no lane anymore!”

It seemed like she was shouting sharply, but Elin’s voice, as she knelt in front of her and made eye contact with her niece, was faint as if it were dispersing into the air.

“Are you going to show me this pathetic side when we meet again later? Won’t that pitiful person be happy only if you become a better person when we meet him? … .”

When Seri, who was repeating those words in her head, nodded painfully and burst into tears, Elin hugged her niece and massaged her back.

“Now there is no one who carried the weight of the family instead of you… … Brace yourself, you have to be as strong as your pathetic brother… … .”

* * *

It was hearing and touch that brought my consciousness, which had been immersed in deep darkness, to the surface.

The sound of someone sobbing and something warm falling on my face… … .

When I lifted my eyelids with difficulty, the first thing I saw were light purple eyes. Those clear eyes, with dew forming and falling endlessly, had an alluring aspect.

“… … miss?”

Why is Cassena Page crying?

As I was trying to get up my heavily stretched body, a storm of dizzying memories like a thunderbolt swept through my hazy mind.

A beastman and a wolf, a crushing headache, Grypion and Varlzen, the commander-in-chief and the magic of possession, Alakish, and… … .

“Dragon eggs.”

The most important thing, her treasure, which Alakish trusted me with.

I let out a rough breath and tried to hurriedly get up, but a heavy piece of metal grabbed both my hands and grabbed them roughly.

My eyes suddenly opened.

“… … “Handcuffs?”

Yes, they were handcuffs.

This piece of iron, carved in the shape of a clenched fist, is handcuffs exclusively for wizards that prevent them from using magic.

The Bargante type cannot use magic if it does not form a hand seal.

Even the Jorgen type, which uses mental arithmetic, cannot activate magic unless it breaks the magic square built on the palm of its hand.

The Remidier type cannot use magic without a book in the first place… … .

This place, where the only lighting was a dim lamp, was filled with only the stench of cold dust and mold, and even the lamp was behind the grate door.

“Prison… … .”

The situation I was in was so hopeless that I couldn’t believe it, so I stumbled around helplessly and leaned against the outside wall in a daze.

I don’t have time to do this.

Alakish is probably still fighting, and even if it were possible to defeat him, if he goes to Ravenfell… … .

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry… … .”

Kasena hugged her knees pitifully and repeatedly cried softly.

“Because of me… … .”

“You didn’t do anything wrong. “It all happened because I was too impatient.”

I had to approach it a little cautiously.

I thought everything would be resolved if I got rid of the spirit of possession that was placed on the Commander-in-Chief… … My thoughts were too short.

As I was sighing in pain, Kasena suddenly lifted up her red, bloodshot eyes and shouted.

“no… … Me too, I know everything! Before that! Even before that!”

“yes?”

“I-I grabbed your ankle again… … During the Imperial Palace and again this time, it was because of me that Rain couldn’t help Alakish… … !”

“… … .”

“So, that’s why I learned so hard, but next time, I wanted to give strength, strength, not hold you back, but, but… … .”

It was only for a moment, but I was speechless.

I thought he didn’t remember anything because he didn’t say anything, but did he remember everything? She wondered why she was so eager to learn… … .

Was it possible because everyone had such a proud attitude inside them?

“That’s what you thought.”

If it were Rista at a time like this, she would have come closer, patted her shoulder, and offered gentle consolation. Friede would have encouraged me by quoting a famous Bible verse.

Unfortunately, I can’t act like those guys. I don’t have that kind of personality and I don’t know how to say it that way.

However, I know better than anyone else what kind of attitude and behavior I should have in times like this, having seen, felt, and experienced it myself.

“I think a little differently.”

Conveying sincerity and sincerity.

Without the slightest pretense, it’s just that if the other person conveys their sincerity, they will also respond sincerely.

“If it weren’t for you, I wouldn’t have come this far.”

“what?”

“You are the lady who completely convinced the Durancus tribe. And even in Ravenfell, if it weren’t for the girl, I wouldn’t have been able to talk to Gryphion.”

These are not words I made up just for the sake of comfort, but rather a ray of sincerity that I felt during this journey.

Kasena, who was looking at me with wide eyes, turned her head darkly and bit her lip, wondering if her sincerity had been conveyed.

“… … lie.”

“It’s true. “I am a more honest person than I look, so if I thought it would be a burden, I would have told you a long time ago.”

“So, then what do you do…” … Because of me, Alakish, Alakish died… … .”

“No, Alakish is still alive.”

The person who answered that was not me, but a young man who came in with the sound of leather boots heavily grazing the floor.

And when he finally stopped in front of the prison, Kassena and I both jumped to our feet for different reasons.

While I saw the basket of dragon eggs that the young man with dark red hair had carefully carried with both hands, Kassena’s eyes were fixed on his face.

“It’s been 10 years, Kasena.”

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