The Sword Genius of the Magic Empire - Chapter 27



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“Ugh, ugh…”

Just before swear words start to spill out of my mouth.

Enoch’s shabby personal training ground located underground.

It’s already been half a day since I started practicing my sword there without stopping.

No matter how excellent this side’s physical ability was, it was now at its limit.

dump

Enoch fell to the ground, his sword resting on the ground.

Three days have passed since I returned to my mission.

Now Enoch was no longer confined to his room as before. Instead, he chose to be confined to a slightly different place.

Enoch’s training grounds, abandoned in a corner of the basement.

In the family’s vast castle, aside from Enoch’s room, it is almost the only space free from the gaze of others.

And the results of my dedicated training were steadily coming out.

‘If we continue like this for a little longer, we will be able to utilize Type 1 and Type 2 in various ways in real life.’

I understood the intention of Jechoi Geom’s swordsmanship last time. Then I guess I can find a way to apply it further.

He took a deep breath and decided so.

“Cough.”

As I was catching my breath, I let out a cough at the dust in the training ground that had been left unattended for a while.

Perhaps because he had just finished training, his lungs were parched and gasping for air. His overworked limbs were aching as if they were going to be torn apart.

Even so, there was a smile on his lips as he held the sword and let out a rough breath.

‘It’s fun.’

Of course, of course, not everyone can experience this fun just by holding a sword.

This is the previous Enoch’s mana. So, it is possible because he inherited the talent of the person who was called the ‘sword genius’.

The sword’s growth, which was so incredible that even he himself could not believe it, was mostly thanks to him.

‘I guess he’s not a genius with swords for nothing.’

Enoch chuckled without realizing it.

I guess people tend to like things they are good at.

“Phew.”

As I sat on the floor catching my breath, I suddenly noticed a large mirror on one wall of the training grounds.

Among the rusted swords scattered all over the training grounds, this figure was reflected in a cracked mirror.

A shirt soaked in sweat and clinging to his body. Underneath it, a solid body pulsating with his breathing could be seen.

Even though he was seventeen, his body was thoroughly balanced and trained.

It’s hard to believe that I’ve been away from the sword for four years.

“…Why?”

Suddenly, a question occurred to me again.

4 years.

It’s not a short time.

What was the reason that the original Enoch gave up the sword for so long?

He suddenly looked around the training grounds filled with rusted and abandoned swords.

The original Enoch had a variety of swords of different types in his training room.

It must have been difficult to obtain a full-fledged sword like this in the Magic Empire.

Enoch looked down at the sword in his hand.

Something didn’t feel right.

Was it really true that the reason he gave up his sword was simply to fit into the society of the Magic Empire?

‘Or was there another reason?’

Enoch’s dark eyes, sunken deep in thought, met each other in the mirror.

Anyway, I had a feeling it wouldn’t be a very pleasant story.

“Take it.”

Just then, while Enoch was lost in thought, a familiar voice came to his ear.

Whirlwind.

Enoch snatched an object flying out of the corner of his eye. It was a jug filled with cold water.

I looked back at the direction it had come from.

Lien, wearing her maid outfit as usual, was leaning against the wall on one side of the dark training grounds.

Her long silver hair glowed faintly even in the darkness.

“thank you.”

“I just check on your body and take care of it.”

She responded coldly as usual.

Judging by his tone, it seems he had been watching the training from the beginning.

That too for half a day.

Enoch stuck out his tongue inwardly.

Lien was still, literally, right next to me most of the time.

It may not be a long time since we decided to cooperate with each other, but it was certainly not a short time.

Nevertheless, Lien’s sincerity in protecting Enoch’s body remained the same.

“Honestly, I’ve been wondering for a while now. Why are you trying to help Enoch like this?”

Lien did not answer the question for a moment.

But when Enoch had finished drinking the water.

She finally opened her mouth briefly.

“He saved me.”

Enoch’s face twisted into a puzzled frown.

“You saved me?”

“okay.”

Enoch to Lien?

Honestly, I couldn’t really imagine it.

Enoch, who was despised as a non-magician, saved Lien at some point in the past.

I don’t think she was more helpless than Enoch at any point in the past.

But Lien’s usually emotionless eyes didn’t seem to indicate that she was lying.

‘One way or another, it’s difficult to give an answer that knows all the circumstances.’

Come to think of it, the person closest to Enoch after he was possessed was Lien.

But even up until now, I still haven’t really figured out anything about Lien.

‘What exactly happened to Enoch and Lien in the past?’

But before I could ask anything else, Lien changed the subject and spoke quietly.

“Oh, and there was a message from the office.”

“What was it?”

“It was about preparing for the return ceremony tomorrow.”

“What if it’s a return?”

Lien nodded slightly and answered.

“The owner will come back.”

***

From the morning, a tense atmosphere hung in the overly large hall of Elseid Castle.

Wizards from numerous clans were watching the entrance from all over the hall.

Enoch took a look around.

A considerable number of battle mages from the clan, including several of his brothers who were currently off duty, were gathered in the hall.

Who would call it the fortress of the Juga clan? Among them, there were many wizards who had reached the 10th level.

When I was bored, I looked at their appearances one by one and it was quite interesting.

Those dressed in stylish dresses or suits.

On the other hand, there were those who seemed to have just returned from a long journey, wearing long flowing robes.

Even the various costumes, horse equipment, and artifacts they held in their hands were all different.

But, even in these appearances that had no sense of unity at all, one consistent appearance was visible.

─Tension.

The wizards in this place are all of a rank that would make ordinary citizens of the empire gape in amazement.

These are people who have made a name for themselves not only in the field of life-and-death combat, but also in other fields.

Even those people are all nervous beings.

There was only one.

“His Highness the Count has arrived!”

A first-class wizard who reigns as a divine being over all wizards.

The lord of Elseid Border Territory and the head of one of only twelve families in the empire.

Damn… .

Finally, a man entered, his voice echoing through the silent hall.

A long frock coat with a blue tone.

A man with deep, cold blue eyes and a blue cloak covering half of his body.

Behind them, like shadows, were the black-uniformed wizards of the Knights of Nemesis.

Enoch’s eyes narrowed for a moment.

In reality, it was the first time we had met, but there was no need for anyone to explain it to us.

An overwhelming flow of mana and momentum that is absolutely unrecognizable.

Count Elseid.

He was Enoch’s father.

Swish.

As he entered, all the servants, including the maids and butlers, quietly closed their eyes and bowed their heads.

At the same time, all the magicians belonging to the clans lined up in the hall simultaneously raised their magic poles in front of their eyes.

chuck.

Numerous forms of riding are presented in a single gesture, demonstrating the awe of the master.

Grantal, who was standing at the front of the hall, slowly knelt down on one knee and spoke.

“… I greet you, Your Majesty the Count.”

They look alike.

Enoch made that decision the moment he saw him.

“Cain Elseid”

What is impressive is his tall stature, his youthful appearance, and above all, his sharp eyes that seem to have been seen somewhere before.

It felt strange to see eyes that looked exactly like Enoch’s, as if looking into a mirror.

Gaju passed through the hall and exchanged a brief greeting with Grantal.

“Grantal, you’ve always worked hard while I was away.”

“I was just trying to do my duty.”

Gaju nodded at Grantal’s answer.

Then he passed the hall and slowly walked towards me.

But for some reason, his eyes were already looking straight at Enoch.

Feeling a strange eerieness dwelling there, Enoch knelt before him like the other brothers around him.

“I am meeting the head of the household.”

Gaju took a step forward and stopped exactly in front of Enoch. Then he slowly opened his mouth.

“I heard the news.”

For a moment, silence fell on the room.

There was a natural sense of intimidation in Gaju’s voice that overwhelmed his surroundings.

The count looked down at me with his deep blue eyes for a moment, then gave a short order to his surroundings.

“Everyone except the current 9th rank, step down.”

A sudden order to swear.

At his words, the other wizards in the hall froze for a moment. It was such a sudden order.

But towards the others who were hesitating in confusion, Grantal shouted lowly.

“What are you guys doing?”

As if they had come to their senses at his words, the magicians in the audience slowly retreated out of the hall.

For a while, the crowd ebbed away like the tide. The hall was quiet, except for the sound of many people’s footsteps.

Wizards who completely obey the decisions of their master.

Instead, their subtle gazes were directed at Enoch, not the count who had given the order.

The sharp gazes of people walking out the door silently passed by.

Soon, the heavy door finally closed, putting an end to the quiet movement of the crowd.

Squeak, bang.

Enoch laughed bitterly to himself.

To be sentenced to a solo fight in front of other wizards like this? It was a more shocking development than I had expected.

Soon the hall was empty.

In a space with only two people, the head of the household’s voice echoed hollowly.

“Unexpected.”

What a surprise. Are you talking about Enoch?

Enoch thought, hiding his puzzled expression.

Meanwhile, Gaju looked down at him and spoke briefly.

“I thought you would wait for the day of your expulsion.”

For a moment Enoch’s thoughts stopped.

‘Enoch was waiting to be excommunicated?’

Enoch did not answer Gaju’s words.

No, I couldn’t answer that exactly.

If I gave the wrong answer and even revealed evidence that I was not Enoch and died, there was no death more terrible than that.

He spoke to Enoch, who remained silent.

“You must have given up everything since that day. But now I don’t know what moves you. Do you still have any regrets?”

Enoch’s eyes moved just slightly.

‘That day.’

Of course, I had no idea what it was.

It’s a question that’s quite difficult to answer hastily.

‘I guess the right answer would be to not answer at all.’

If you stick your tongue out, your suspicions will only deepen.

Enoch felt the gaze of the Lord looking down at him, but he kept his mouth shut and said nothing.

However, Enoch, who had been keeping his mouth shut, could gradually feel a strange feeling.

-Wriggle.

From the moment I met his gaze, an inexplicable emotion began to boil up deep inside me.

‘Why is it like this?’

There was only one thing that could be guessed about the unidentifiable emotional state.

‘Could it be the original influence of Enoch?’

Traces of emotions so intense that they make you feel puzzled.

The unfamiliar sensation brought back to Enoch some previous incidents.

‘I had a similar feeling last time in the laboratory in Leopolis.’

At that time, he had assumed an unfamiliar posture that he had never inherited in his inner world.

Furthermore, the fact that he was able to remain abnormally calm during battles with wizards that were on the brink of life and death was proof of this.

Maybe those were Enoch’s original influences.

‘Because I had thought that Enoch’s original sense was shared to some extent…’

But this was the first time I felt the traces of the original Enoch so clearly.

Enoch took a short, deep breath and managed to suppress the trace of emotion.

What on earth happened between Enoch and Gaju in the past that left such emotional traces?

I don’t know. But one thing was certain.

You shouldn’t be swayed by emotions.

At least for this moment.

“Aren’t you going to answer?”

The dry words of the head of the household were thrown out.

This time, all Enoch could do was remain silent.

But despite his reserved attitude, he was internally fiercely criticizing Gaju.

‘No, what do you mean, I won’t answer!’

No matter how much of an expert he was, there was no way to know such detailed information about Enoch’s past.

Swish

Enoch slowly raised his head and looked at the head of the household who was looking down at him without saying a word.

So, there was only one thing I could say to Gaju right now.

Enoch opened his mouth quite lowly and solemnly.

“Please give me the final exemption mission.”

Gaju raised his eyebrows once, as if he was surprised by the answer.

“Instead of answering, are you going to prove it with actions?”

“… Yes.”

If the story drags on in an area I don’t know much about, I have nothing to say.

In that case, we should have moved the focus of the conversation to a story we already knew.

And for this, there is no more certain justification than bringing up the topic of exemption from military service, which is a clear task at hand.

Fortunately, he didn’t seem to notice anything unusual and just looked down at me silently.

But the very next moment I thought I had gotten over it.

An unexpected word pierced Enoch’s ears.

“It’s changed.”

For a moment, a chill ran down Enoch’s spine.

“good night.”

And finally, the Count slowly opened his mouth.

“Then let me check again.”

…yet again?

Enoch raised his head without realizing it at the unexpected words.

The deep blue eyes of the guardian deity were looking down at me.

“You failed once in the past, but can you prove your worth this time?”

for a moment.

what?

‘You failed to prove yourself in the past.’

Just as a momentary doubt crossed his mind about what he had just said, the head of the household made a low declaration to Enoch.

“I hereby assign the second exemption mission to Enoch Elseid, the 9th rank direct descendant of the current Elseid family.”

At the next words of the man who had said those words, Enoch momentarily doubted his ears.

“Vendetta Rank 13 Warlock, exterminate all Warlocks under Tantalus.”