Return of The 8th Class Mage Chapter 33:


­ Invitation of the Ivory Tower (3)

“Thank you for accepting the invitation of the Ivory Tower . ”

 

Firstly, the Tower Lord greeted Ian .

Ian was a 12 years old young boy .

Nevertheless, he greeted him with manners .

 

“Come, sit there comfortably . ”

 

Mages surrounded Ian with circle .

The chair was located at the centre, so that every Arch Mage could see it .

And Ian had set on the chair .

 

“It may confuse you, I understand . ”

 

The Tower Lord lightly yielded his the staff of the Ivory Tower .

Soon, blue colored mana formed words in the air .

 

“But there is no need to be afraid or shrunken . As a member of the Ivory Tower, everyone had passed this process once . ”

 

Those words were a report of Ian .

From his brief introduction to his private actions .

They did good job on it .

 

“As heard, I knew your talent, but still you had done many dramatic things . It is not just ‘impressive’ things you did . ”

 

While reading the record, the Tower Lord said .

Although he had read it more than hundreds, he kept reading it as he was still interested .

 

“But, we are brothers and sisters in mana, which is thicker than blood, aren’t we? But if any misunderstanding or suspicions between us, we better solve it now . ”

 

Suspicion of the Ivory Tower, and their spying .

In addition, a room which was full of interrogation magic .

As Ian had expected .

So, he prepared the stone heart mushroom .

 

‘They are overlooking their magic . ’

 

The best of bests of the Ivory Tower created this interrogation magic .

They must have trusted and felt proud of it .

If Ian can overcome today’s interrogation,

 

‘No doubt will be left of me . ’

 

Then, they would only care for Ian’s ‘talent’ .

A precious talent .

 

“Uh, are you going to torment me or something bad?”

 

Ian replied as if he knew nothing .

With a warm smile, the Tower Lord replied .

His smile harmonized well with the wrinkles on his face .

 

“Haha! You joking, right? Those barbaric methods are not our style . We will just ask you some questions . You just have to answer it . ”

 

While he saying that, the Tower Lord glanced at the Arch Mages .

It was a silent sign to start the interrogation magic .

A time has come to test Ledio’s potion .

 

“Ian Page . Born in 488 in imperial calendar . Red goat stars . Father was a wandering traveler, Pran Page . Mother was a kitchen maid of the province castle, Vanessa Page . Is there anything incorrect?”
“Everything is true . ”

 

There were no lies .

he asked continuous questions related to Ian’s identity .

Ian answered it calmly .

The main questions started after that .

 

“How did you know that goblin corpses can be sold to receive money?”

“I heard it before and tried it . Just in case . ”

“I wonder your relationship with the alchemist, Ledio . ”

“My mother has a weak body . I needed one who can brew potions for her, a merchant guild introduced him to me . As I heard, mages earn a lot, don’t they? So I hired him . ”

“What is the real purpose of visiting the old Ivory Tower ruin?”

“I had seen it in a lot in books . I wished to visit there once in my life . ”

 

There were many questions that were sharp .

Of course, it could be expected .

Ian just needed to answer it step by step, as he prepared .

Everything he said, would become the truth .

 

“Do you remember the mage, Cecelia?”

“Of course . ”

“And you said that you saw she was meeting with masked man, and Cecelia attempted to kill you whenever she saw you at there…… . . You sure what you said was true? She still kept silence about it . ”

“I do . I was close to death . ”

 

Endless questions from the Arch Mages .

Whenever Ian answered one, then a second question came .

 

“And you truly never learned magic from no one?”

“Yes . Never . ”

“Then, from fireball, summoning elements, to frost nova . How do you know all of those formulas? I better want to listen something persuasive . ”

 

Magic was spelt by quickly calculating formulas through mana brain . However, did Ian said he hadn’t learnt any formulas but he could yielded magic? In terms of mages, it was impossible .

 

“Please don’t tell me ‘It just worked’ this time again . ”

 

A statement that Ian said while doing mana test in his home town .

The questioner knew it in detail .

However, Ian answered similar to that .

 

“…… I just visualized . ”

“Visualize?”

“For example, imagine a fire appears on my palm . ”

 

While answering, Ian sparked a small fire .

It was a weak level of fire ball .

 

“I just imagined it . One day, it became real . ”

 

Casting spells by just imagining?

If imagine a small fire, then fireballs appeared .

If he wanted to summon spirits, then he conjured magic .

If he tried to freeze his surrounding, then Frost Nova .

 

“What nonsense are you sayin……”

 

It was totally nonsense .

All of those Arch Mages shouted .

That interrogate spell would figure out his lying .

However, nothing had happened .

It only said what Ian said was crystal clear .

The result hadn’t changed .

 

‘He’s not lying?’

 

Arch Mages quickly checked their interrogation spells .

However, nothing had changed . The strongest interrogation magic of the Ivory Tower kept saying Ian was telling truth .

 

‘How this could happen?’

 

The first mage in the legends .

Was Ian truly his reincarnation or someone like him?

 

‘If he is telling lies . ’

 

It also didn’t make sense .

It meant that their magic couldn’t work on him .

What that would mean?

 

‘Has he achieved a higher magical class then us?’

 

The interrogation spell which was casted by the Tower Lord and Arch Mages .

And the mage who was invulnerable from it .

 

‘That’s impossible . It makes no sense at all . ’

 

Rather, trusting what Ian had said made more sense .

Actually, it had to .

 

“Hmmm…… . . ”

 

Endless questions had paused for a while .

While everyone was waiting the Tower Lord’s decision,

 

“Humph! I don’t care about it!”

 

A lady who hadn’t questioned to Ian once .

She used to be the youngest 4th class mage, before Ian had appeared .

 

‘Lady of flame’, ‘Helene’ stood up while smashing the table . Her nickname was named not only because she liked to use fire magic, but also due to her impatient characteristic .

 

“Who the heck are you?”

“Helene! Calm down . The Tower Lord is with us…… . ”

“Come on, we didn’t gather for this, did we? Stop asking those boring things . Let’s ask something we really wanted to . A real question!”

 

Mages who are on even same class had their level difference .

And Helene was one of the strongest 4th class mages .

At least, for now .

 

“With your **** mouth, tell me . Who the heck are you? Stop making up bullshit, huh? Would you pleaseeee- tell me?”

 

Helene said very aggressively .

Other mages looked embarrassed, but they looked Ian with interest .

They couldn’t ask like that, because of their pride .

 

‘Yeah . That’s how she was . ’

 

In his former life, Helene acted the same .

Rude and aggressive voice and language .

 

“I thought you already knew it, don’t you?”

“What?”

“It’s on there as well . ”

 

While squaring his shoulder, Ian pointed first sentence of mana words on the air .

A section where listed his brief information .

 

“Ian Page . Born in 488 in imperial calendar . Red goat stars . Father was a wandering traveler, Pran Page . Mother was a kitchen maid of the province castle, Vanessa Page . ”

 

Furthermore, he started to read it for her .

Every single words, slowly .

 

“I don’t know what to say anumore . ”

 

Ian’s word contained disregard .

And Helene knew it .

 

“You dare spea………!”

“Halt!”

 

The Tower Lord’s short shout stopped Helene’s angry voice .

Even Helene couldn’t go against him .

 

“Let me ask a last question . ”

 

This time, the Tower Lord picked his own question . He thought similar to what other Arch Mages had thought . If what Ian said was true, they had to admit his talent . Even if it was lie, still, Ian was great mage .

 

‘However, isn’t it too… . plain?’

 

The Tower Lord was curious .

Ian’s body kept showing plain bio signals, for any questions they did .

It might be just due to his calm characteristics .

However,

 

‘It needs to be checked . ’

 

A question that might sway his calmness .

The Tower Lord asked a question to do it so .

 

“On the day you did the mana reaction test, I know there was some kind of problem . Do you remember the soldier, Jonathan, who insulted you and your mother, don’t you?”

 

Ian nodded quietly .

There were no specific bio signal change, yet .

 

“On the next day, the soldier found was dead . ”

 

With a sharpened eyesight, the Tower Lord continued his question .

He focused to catch any sort of mental disturbance from Ian .

 

“Perhaps, the death of the soldier, is it related to you?”

 

The Tower Lord was a smart man .

He was different to others .

He didn’t overlook their magic .

He didn’t stop doubting, and testing every possible case .

 

‘However, he wouldn’t know it’s the power of a potion . ’

 

It was the limit of the Tower Lord for now .

Mages and alchemists were quite close .

They had many chance to collaborate .

They often received good elixirs .

Precisely however, their relationship wasn’t horizontal, it was rather a vertical relationship .

 

‘So, mages only know the basics of it . ’

 

Like Ian knew some herbs, other mages knew basic of alchemy .

Harbert wouldn’t be exception .

Rather, he would know it better than others .

 

‘However he doesn’t know existence of the mushroom . ’

 

The potion that could avoid the interrogation magic .

Any medical herbs, or poisonous grasses that had such effect .

He wouldn’t even able to imagine such things .

 

‘I better erase the effect . ’

 

In most cases, poisons wouldn’t affect mages .

They could use their own mana to remove the poison out of their body .

And that was why Ragnar asked Douglas to brew a special poison in former life .

 

‘He said it would be the last question, didn’t he?’

 

The Tower Lord cared how he looked .

He was likely to keep the promise that he had spoken once .

Only if he got satisfying result .

 

‘I will give you the answer you want . ’

 

Ian removed the effect of the stone heart potion .

As he determined, he opened his mouth .

 

“…… I have no idea about it . ”

“Are you denying the suspect?”

“Yes I am . ”

 

What Ian just said was clearly a lie .

Naturally, his body reacted .

Several body reactions which the Tower Lord wanted .

Those changes were informed to everyone .

The Tower Lord and other Arch Mages .

 

‘He’s lying?’

 

Everyone figure out Ian’s lie .

However, their face became relieved .

The interrogate magic was perfect .

It wasn’t their formula’s problem, nor were they deceived by a higher class mage, nor was it the support of a third person .

Just, what the boy said was true .

 

‘Still, a kid is kid . ’

 

It was a common thought of the Tower Lord and others .

The boy spoke truth until the last question .

At last, he finally lied for murder .

It meant a lot to them .

 

‘A talented kid is better than a mage who has already overcome us’ .

 

Wouldn’t this be the best case?

Rather than hiding his overwhelming power .

 

“Indeed, I don’t think it’s you who killed him, too . ”

 

After his thought, the Tower Lord smiled .

He finally regained his confidence .

 

“Thank you for answering our tricky question . ”

 

Nobody blamed him about Ian’s lie .

Killing a soldier wasn’t that much of a problem .

Unless he was a mad serial killer .

 

“I really want to have a meal with you, but still there are many things to do . Please excuse me . ”

 

He had found out everything he wanted from Ian .

He checked everything he wanted to .

Now, the only thing left was Ian’s talent .

An objective measurement of it .

 

“As you know, the talent you bear, is none of the type we havr faced before . It is unknown mysterious power . So… . ”

 

The Tower Lord held the crystal orb on the table .

It was an communicating orb which were connected to every floor of the Ivory Tower .

 

“We need more precise measurement of your power . Not only your current status, but your potential talent . So that we can help you to guide you as seniors of the Ivory Tower, do you understand?”

 

More precise measurement of power .

It meant they want to change their ‘estimation’ to ‘fact’, that Ian had reached around 2nd class to 3rd class starter .

 

‘Now it is the problem . ’

 

There were two ways of classifying magical class .

First, of course, was the amount of mana .

Second, the ‘calculating power’ of the mana brain .

Higher class magic required the mana brain to calculate harder formulas .

If a mage failed to calculate it fast enough and perfectly, the magic wouldn’t be casted .

Literally, it was an ‘inborn intelligence’, and many mages couldn’t overcome this wall .

 

‘I won’t be asked to show my calculating power . ’

 

Ian lied to people that he could yield magic with simple imagination . Thanks to that, they wouldn’t test him it .

 

‘They will only check my mana pool then . ’

 

Ian expected correctly .

Young mages arrived to the room by riding the elevator .

Mages who guided Ian rudely brought a huge semi-transparent sphere to the centre of the room of the Tower Lord .

 

‘What……? Did he pass the interrogatiom magic?’

 

Young mages’ face turned pale .

They assumed it was an exaggerated rumor .

They had believed that Ian’s secret would be revealed by the interrogation magic .

They thought Ian would spend his rest of life in the mana prison .

 

‘All the rumors were true…… . ?’

 

They couldn’t believe it yet .

However, Ian was still standing at the room of the Tower Lord .

He already had passed interrogation magic .

 

“What is this?”

 

The giant sphere landed in front of Ian .

He didn’t ask because he really didn’t know its use .

It just became Ian’s habit that pretending innocent child .

 

“It is called Mana Storage . It is one of important resource that powers most of objects in the Ivory Tower . ’

 

Mana elevator, air conditioner, communication orb and etc . The power source that must be needed for such magical devices, was called mana storage .

 

“At the moment, it doesn’t have specific colors, but whenever it is charged with mana, it will glow as blue . Right there, can you see it?”
There was a mana storage where the Tower Lord pointed .

It wasn’t just blue, it was a thick deep blue colored sphere .

The storage could contain the maximum of a 3rd class master’s mana, and its color got thicker and deeper the more it got charged .

 

“Try to inject your mana to it . ”

“Everything?”

“You better . We want to see your limits . ”

“Same method as other objects?”

“Of course . ”

 

The Tower Lord answered clearly .

Ian stretched his arms carefully .

To inject mana in it .

 

‘Should I humble myself, for this?’

 

Until now, every event had passed as Ian expected .

This was his last acting part .

 

‘If I just fill it with amount of 2nd class master… . . ’

 

At the moment, the Ivory Tower expecting Ian to achieve around 2nd class master to 3rd class beginner . If he just show that much amount of mana? It will relieve other Arch Mages, and Ian will get proper standing .

 

‘It is the best choice I can think of . ’

 

Minimized diversionary move, but still high enough authority .

It will allow Ian to live an easy life as he had done .

 

‘Just like I have done since I have rewound time . . ’

With a manipulated atmosphere, he handed over the spy .

With an innocent child’s face, he deceived the emperor .

With the stone heart potion, he had passed the interrogation .

And so many other situations he could remember .

And he could choose thr same way this time .

He could act smartly to deceive others and change his surrounding in his favor .

It was simple .

 

‘But……’

 

He didn’t always act smartly .

He often solved problems emotionally .

Even he was living his second life .

Just like now .

His brain said no, but heart said yes .

Unsatisfactory .

Something made him feel uncomfortable .

 

‘Why?’

 

He could find answer easily .

Every time when he acted emotionally, there were common points of it .

A source of unsatisfaction .

 

‘Magic . ’

 

He could be patient for other things .

By considering his surroundings and situation .

He could shake his body like a scared child .

Or deceiving others with a lie .

However, whenever he related to magic, he couldn’t .

Whenever he had to use his magic, he became emotional .

Not only this life, but his former life as well .

 

‘For magic,’

 

Ian was just an 8th class mage .

He wasn’t a sage or leader who would be recorded in history .

The wisdom, philosophical, determination .

He might lack of those kinds .

However, for magic .

 

‘I can admit my other limitation . But for magic . ’

 

No other mages in the Ivory Tower,

Nor other mages in the continent,

Nor other mages who existed .

 

‘There is no one higher than me in magic . ’

 

His pride blinded his wisdom .

Ian poured every single mana he had .

Without hesitation,

Without moderation .

 

“Wh, what… . . ?”

 

Suddenly, people looked at the storage .

The storage which were blue started to turn darker and thick .

From sky blue to blue,

From blue to deep dark blue .

From deep blue to black .

Eventually,

 

*Crack! Cracckck! Cracckk!*

 

The surface of storage started to crack .

 

*BANG-!*

 

Soon it exploded with enormous noise .

There was not enough space to store extra mana .

 

Whirrrr – !

 

Soon, mana spread out to everywhere .

Its blue energy whirled like a tornado .

 

“Urgh!”

 

Mages covered their face from strong wind pressure .

Mana elevator started to up and down, out of control .

The light globes started to turn on and off rapidly .

Documents were blown, chairs were fallen down .

A few momenys later .

 

“……”

 

There were only silence .

No one could open their mouth easily .

 

*Pant!… Pant!… Pant!*

 

A rough breathing echoed through the tower .

It was Ian’s breathing who was suffering from the after shock .

He couldn’t stand any longer, so he sat down on the ground .

Still, he was watching the others surrounding him .

 

‘Look at their faces . ’

 

Young mages who brought the storage,

Arch Mages who expected Ian as a 2nd class mage,

And even the Tower Lord, who seldom revealed his expression,

Their faces looked shocked .

 

“I, is it… . ”

 

Helene said unconsciously .

 

“Is it even possible… . ?”

 

Helene now started to collect shards of the storage .

She checked it’s industrial standards .

It was meaningless, though .

 

‘How that kid…… . ’

 

Other people just didn’t express their shocked mind as Helene,

But they were very embarrassed .

The storage couldn’t hold Ian’s mana .

It supposed to store 3rd class master’s mana .

That was the limit of the storage .

And Ian just destroyed by overcharging it .

What it would mean?

 

‘More than just 3rd class…… . master?’

 

At least 4th class beginner’s mana quantity .

Furthermore, he didn’t need to calculate formulas .

It was the very beginning of the twelfth Arch Mage’s appearance .


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