The appearance of taking control of the space while surrendering to the natural flow of mana for the first time didnât match well with the size of an 8-year-old.
He thought it was possible.
Because the kid was a 6th class magician, and he used the same breathing technique as Marquis Linmel.
The surprising thing was what came next.
âHe is exactly like a magic swordsman!â
A single sword ran smoothly and lightning magic came from it.
Magic swordsmen were rare.
They used magic while using weapons, but in reality, it was separate.
They normally used flashy appearances.
But what Jamie had shown was different.
âHe already started to induce mana into the sword.â
It wasnât the same as the concept of Aura.
Just as a magician puts mana on a staff, the kid puts mana on the sword and uses it.
Even in a dynamic state, Jamie didnât lose concentration, unlike other magicians who have to focus on casting.
And the sword was treated like a magic tool.
How could he not lose his words?
âBut the most surprising thing isâŠâ
Unmerciful hands.
All killed.
From the bandit captain who was crushed by mana and the subordinates, no one was left alive.
Count Welton was known for not committing pointless killings, but apparently, his son was different.
Of course, he had no intention of saying anything about it.
Siegfried liked Jamieâs boldness even more. At least, the kid wonât be swaying in front of enemies.
He wasnât sure how the future would be, but looking at the world situation, Jamie will head to the front someday.
And when the day comes, he wants Jamie to act the same as he did today.
âHow was it?â
Jamie asked as he put the sword back into its sheath.
Right. That look.
An arrogant, yet not arrogant attitude which believed in innate abilities.
âHave your doubts gone away?â
âI never had any doubts.â
âWell, that is good.â
Jamie answered with a smile.
âIt was really nice.â
âNot empty words right?â
âHaha. I am not the kind to use empty words.â
âThen I will take it as a compliment and be grateful.â
Little kid.
Still, Siegfried couldnât hate this arrogant one.
Overflowing talent, taking it for granted⊠However, not a single amount of talent was wasted and it only refined his abilities perfectly.
6th class magician at 8 years old. It wasnât just the magic that didnât suit his age, but the swordsmanship skills too.
âI wonder what kind of monster he will turn into.â
Siegfried could guarantee that in 10 years there wouldnât be a single human who could face Jamie.
âMonsterâŠâ
Once the kid passed 20 years, he wouldnât have any rivals.
That much Siegfried could predict.
âShould we go?â
âYes.â
âBefore that.â
As Siegfried tried to move, he looked at the corpses and asked.
âShould we shave off their hair?â
Jamie smirked at the words of the great magician who asked with a smile.
The Kelton Mountains were dark.
Trees grew sparsely and the land looked devastated as grass couldnât be found.
It was said that this place used to be a volcanic one long ago.
There were traces of volcanic lava flowing everywhere and the black rocks which had solidified after being deposited for a long time.
Stones which seemed to have come out of the erupted volcano could be found around them.
âIt was a volcano that could cause damage of this magnitude⊠how could it disappear overnight?â
The gigantic volcano which spewed the black stones and hot magma along with spitting fire, disappeared overnight.
Something like this only happened in novels.
But it actually happened here.
âA story about a thousand years ago.â
Siegfried said as he looked at the Kelton Mountains.
âIt was said that a magician appeared in this land.â
It was written in records.
A thousand years ago, even then people lived in this place. It was hard to believe but it wasnât strange for villages to exist near volcanoes, but the story was different if they stayed near a large mountain with huge tectonic shifts.
The land was barren. Unlike now, lava always flowed and the air was hot making it difficult to breathe, and the high temperature which humans couldnât tolerate was going around.
âWell, I donât know the details but I am not really curious.â
âPlease keep talking.â
âAnyway it was said that a magician with great talent came.â
It was difficult to know if that magician was a human.
The magician, whose identity couldnât be figured out because of the robe which covered their entire body, plunged into the yellow sulfur hell.
The place where the lava was boiling at a dangerous temperature that even most magicians couldnât withstand.
A full day passed.
âAccording to the records, it seemed like many people thought he was dead.â
But he came back alive and the volcano disappeared.
Not a single drop of lava flowed, and the huge crater was completely filled.
âThe blunt mountain in the distance is said to be the site of a crater.â
The artificially cut one.
Thousands of years have passed, but the great mountain range maintained its shape without changing.
âBut wouldnât a 9th class be enough?â
âWell, I told you that it wasnât known if it was human or not.â
No 9th class magician had never appeared in human history, of course, there were magicians which werenât recorded in history, but Siegfried didnât know of it.
âThe general consensus says it had to be an elf.â
After dragons, the elves were the most proficient in magic.
9th class magicians were rare in elves too, but the possibility was higher than in humans.
âThey say it could be a dragon too.â
That could be another possibility.
Their magic would be more than enough to handle a volcano.
âBut there is one more interesting thing.â
âIs it something not written in that book?â
âYes.â
Siegfried smiled and said,
âThere was a monster inside the volcano. And the magician had come to kill the monster.â
âOh.â
âThe more we think about it, the stranger it becomes. No matter how active the volcano was, it would never continue to spit out lava. And it erupted at a regular time. However, according to the records in the ancient book, the volcano continued to erupt and spit out lava.â
It was definitely strange.
The terrain was under constant shifts, meaning it could happen, but such things ceased to happen thousands of years back.
Even when Jamie was Diablo Volfir, such shifts didnât occur.
âI know.â
âAnd so, the magic world accepts the secrets to some extent.â
A magician was sent into it and killed or put that monster to sleep.
And then came the peace.
âWell, believe it or not, it doesnât matter to me. I heard that young kids like such stories so I said it.â
âWow, you are too honest. Well, it isnât that I hate such things, butâŠâ
âWell, the place has been thriving ever since.â
Still a desolate place, but the soil away from the volcano was turning fertile.
And the Rock Union places had the fertile lands under their hands.
âExcept for Saint-Dermain.â
In the distance, the city could be seen.
The estate was located right next to the mountain range.
âShall we move quickly?â
Siegfried smiled and snapped his fingers as the two disappeared.
Saint-Dermain was a strange city.
First, the mining was being done right below the city.
Second, there were magic stones all over the street. The buildings were decorated with magic stones, creating a strange atmosphere.
It was something like a scene from a fairy tale.
âA strange but beautiful place.â
âA place worthy of its name.â
The city was covered with magic stones.
Jamie nodded at Siegfriedâs words.
âBut where are we going? Do we go to an inn first?â
âBefore that there is a place I need to stop by.â
âThe thing you were talking about before?â
âYes. It is sold there. Probably.â
âMaybe, so does that mean that it canât be sold elsewhere?â
âIt isnât an easy item to obtainâŠâ
Jamie wondered what it was.
Normally, he would have pushed to go for an inn, but it didnât bother him now.
âRight, Venna?â
-Master⊠I think I might die.
âHold on for a little more. I am dying of curiosity here.â
-Master wonât die, I might really die you know?
All of Vennaâs words were about dying.
Right now she was in Gremia. Jamie turned Gremia into a necklace.
Even though Venna was much smaller, because of Gremia being turned into a narrow space, she had limited movement within.
âIsnât this better than getting caught?â
It didnât matter if he showed Venna to Seigfried, but what if he noticed that she was using transformation magic.
And if this got to his parents ears, things would get complicated.
âTransformation magic was unlikely to be found out. But we canât act careless.â
The opponent was a great magician.
Besides, since they were going to have a long journey till they reached the magic world, Jamie wanted to be careful.
âI will release you once we arrive at the inn, so be patient.â
-Yes.
It was when Jamie tried to comfort Venna.
âHere.â
âAh.â
Jamie looked up and down the building.
Then he looked at Seigfried with a concerned expression and said,
âIsnât it too shabby?â
âIt isnât.â
The tent was the roof, it was droopy and torn, creating an eerie atmosphere.
The door looked worn and glass on the windows were broken. There was so much dust that it made him frown wondering the last time it was cleaned.
Half way down was the sign.
âArs Magna.â
Was written.
Quite a nice name for a shabby shop.
âShould we head in?â
Siegfried knocked on the knob.
And then-
âWow!â
There was no reversal.
Jamie frowned, covering his nose as dust rushed at him.
âCome in.â
Jamie responded to Siegfried.
âI donât want toâŠâ
He hated going to such dirty places more than dying.