The Dark Magician Transmigrates After 66666 Years - Chapter 190

: Appointment (3)

"Raise your head."

At the king's command, Jamie raised her head.

King Friedmoor's face was seen up close.

When I first entered, I could barely see his face, but when I looked up close, the king looked younger than I thought.

He is roughly in his early to mid 30's.

I've heard that there are actually more, but I've heard that the Friedmoor lineage ages relatively slowly.

Jamie rolled her eyes and looked at the boy and girl sitting next to her.

Among them, Jamie's eyes, which were on the girl's side, widened slightly.

'That kid yesterday .'

A sickly looking girl sitting in front of the fountain.

Unlike back then, it is now in a state of full decoration, so I couldn't recognize it from a distance.

Could it be that she was a princess?

But, how did the princess stand alone in front of the fountain late at night?

Isabel's eyes met while Jamie was confused.

Isabel smiled brightly.

It looked as if he was making fun of him, but he looked at King Friedmoor without showing off.

said the king.

haha. He was a really young boy."

King Friedmoor muttered in disbelief as he looked at it.

Until the moment I opened the door and walked up to this place, I didn't get the impression that I was young.

Rather, I felt the same majesty as General Triumph, who returned victorious from the battlefield.

Is it possible to get that feeling from an 8-year-old boy?

Wang saw a variety of human figures, but Jamie Welton stood out among them.

'You are a child with such a presence.'

The king looked like he was going to laugh out loud, but he kept it because of his dignity.

"I heard your work. You stopped the attack of Zenith and the demons in Apton, and this time you even saved the magical realm, right?"

"Of course it had to be done."

"Besides, I entered class 7 at the age of 8. I've seen many master classes, but I'm sure it's the first time I've seen someone like you.

"It's one hell."

Jamie bows her head in a restrained manner to express her gratitude.

King Friedmoor nodded in satisfaction.

"It is indeed Earl Wellton's deficit."

Saying so, the king looked at Earl Wellton, who was standing in the front row on the second floor.

The count bowed politely as his eyes met the king.

"The future is bright for Seldam. Hello."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

A servant who was waiting for the king's call brought a scroll dried with a luxurious cloth.

The king handed the scroll slowly rose from his seat.

Then he went down the stairs and stood in front of Jamie.

"Let Jamie Welton listen."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

The scroll was opened.

King Friedmoor read down what was written in it.

"Your Kwan was born as a child of a great family, and although he was born with outstanding qualities, he worked hard to hone his status. As a result, Apton and the magical world were saved by yours, and achieved the feat of ascending to the status of an archmage at a young age. Also, being chosen by the Pyro goddess to become a saint, it provided an opportunity to strengthen the alliance between the home country and the Pyro Church."

"The Bourne King will recognize your achievements and further enhance your honor, and I will appoint you as the 11th Master of the Great Seldam!"

master.

As King Friedmoor mentioned, it was a kind of title.

'Extraterrestrial jurisdiction' created by the king's approval.

It is not a position with a specific form, but an existence that stands higher than any other nobles.

"Jamie Wellton!"

"Jamie Wellton, here you are."

"Dedicate yourself to the kingdom!"

"I am commanded!"

Thunderous shouts and cheers poured in.

Jamie felt his skin vibrate and looked at the King's face.

The king said in a voice that no one could hear.

"Please, Sir Welton Jr."

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

The two looked at each other and smiled faintly.

* * *

Atop the hot sun.

An eagle soars through the cloudless sky with its large wings spread out.

Below it stood a crude square building over the vast golden desert.

A black wire carrying high voltage was wrapped around the building, reminiscent of a prison.

Although there was no color, it was invisible to the naked eye, but the electric current generated from the wire was blocking the entire building like a wall.

It could be said that it was an invisible iron wall that was difficult to penetrate even by a highly skilled person.

A man was approaching there.

He was a man with neatly shaved hair and dark skin, and was carrying a huge sword on his back.

It was a blazer, a sword of the sun that served the sun god Ra.

"Open it."

As he stopped in front of a high-voltage current and spoke to the air, his face swayed, and the current split in a blue light.

The blazer went over there and went straight into the building.

The inside of the building was empty.

There were two small beds where the sentries could work and rest.

I wondered why such a place was needed, but in fact, the ground floor of the building was a formally created space.

The real thing was 'underground'.

"What is he doing?"

"Still not saying anything."

"A stubborn boy."

Blazer shook his head, remembering the man who was trapped deep underground.

"I will go there."

"I will guide you."

A guard took the lead.

He walked behind the empty right pole, raised his hand, and pushed carefully.

It made a popping sound and the pressed part went dented.

Kururu-

Then the floor shook, and one part started to split left and right, shining with a magic circle.

"Let's go."

The guard went first into the stairs that appeared, followed by Blade.

help me-

I'm sorry, I'm sorry... .

I want to die, I want to die, I want to die, I want to die, I want to die

Hello Nan Himiya Hello Nan Himiya Hello Nan Himiya

Are there any coins over there?

29154th... . 29156th... .

The road down to the basement was dark, but the cold air made it clear that this place surrounded by darkness was very wide.

And the voices coming from all directions all contained 'desperation'.

"This place is still terrible."

"That's why we don't open the door to the catacombs."

Catacombs.

A word meaning 'grave'.

Although this was not a real tomb, it was actually not much different from a tomb.

A place where those who have committed felonies are captured and imprisoned under the realm of Ra.

Those imprisoned here will never see the sun again. They can only face the sun after death.

outside outside !

Light, light!

Hehehehehehehe-

I want to drink water...

noisy!

Blazer shouted with mana.

Then the criminals of the catacombs shut their mouths all at once.

All the criminals in the catacombs were crazy.

He was so broken that he couldn't even call him a human.

However, the criminals who did not budge despite the shouts and punishments of the guards did not open their mouths to the Blazer's cry.

'Really the sword of the sun... .'

The guard swallowed dry saliva at the cry of the blazer that resonated with his soul.

An instinctive fear arose even though it was not directed at myself. He was like this too, but for sinners who had only instincts left, the cry would have been at the level of breaking their souls.

In fact, I could hear the sound of knocking down from all directions.

"I have to remove the body."

The Blazer, who had created a few corpses with a cry, said insignificantly.

" Everything has come."

So at the bottom of the catacombs.

We arrived at a place called the abyss.

"I will open it. back a moment... ."

Okay.

Well, the one who was imprisoned here couldn't do anything about the blazer even when he did his best.

Now that he has become weak as he becomes weak, even if his body is free, he will end up in the same condition.

The guard opened the door to the abyss with a nervous face.

Fu Hook - The cold air mixed with the wind and escaped.

Immediately after, a terrifying life swept through.

"Gagging-"

The jailer who was hit directly to live was blown away and collapsed.

"It's weak."

Blazer saw the fallen guard with a pitiful look on his face and climbed over him and went inside.

The abyss couldn't see anything, but it wasn't for the Blazers.

He called the prisoners here.

"Krion."

" ."

Kryon, the sword of Zenith and the best power of the Zenith Church, was dying in the abyss of the catacomb currently managed by the Church of Ra.

"You were very skinny."

" A blazer?"

It was a weak voice, but Blazer knew it was smoke.

"Please don't talk nonsense in front of me."

"Kuk. You fucking monster."

Then, Krion returned with a nonchalant voice and smiled at Blazer.

I wondered if it was the man who seemed to be dying until now, but it was nothing more than transforming his body for a man of that size.

"It has been more than half a year since you were imprisoned here."

"That's it. I think it would be better if you let him go."

"It can't be. What about someone who will someday put a knife to our neck?"

" It's just a matter of time, Blazer. I will eventually get out of here."

"If Janice moves directly, it will be like that. He doesn't seem to want to do that yet.

"Why did you come if you didn't want to let me go? Did you come here to make fun of me like this?"

"I didn't come here to make fun of you. It is true that I came here to make fun of you."

"What kind of bullshit is that?"

Blazer smiled and raised his index finger.

As the little sun rose, the darkness of the abyss was lifted like a lie.

"ね! Suddenly light!"

For over half a year, he had only been in the dark, so even a small light was very fatal to Kryon.

He was almost blind in both eyes.

If it wasn't for the Sword Master who was very good at Auror Control, he would have gone blind.

But Blazer didn't care and did what he had to say.

"I want to show you this."

Then he threw the rolled newspaper into the cage.

Although both hands were tied, it was not to the extent that he could not read the newspaper that unfolded naturally.

Krion narrowed his eyes and read the headline.

"The Kingdom of Seldam produced the youngest archmage. The protagonist is Jamie Wellton, heir to the Welton family, renowned for his swordsmanship."

Jamie Wellton.

Seeing those five letters, Krion's eyes widened, and suddenly they began to glow.

"Jamie!!! Jamie Welton!!"

The handcuffs wrapped around his hands shook as if they were about to break, and the thick chains that bound his whole body were pulled tight and seemed to break at any moment.

If the high priests of Ra had not strengthened the restraints, they would have been crushed in an instant.

"Aaaaah! Jamie Wellton! that kid!! I'm going to kill that bastard right now!!

Kryon's face turned red.

Blood vessels all over his body sprang up and squirmed over his skin.

Great rage and death stirred the entire Catacombs.

I could hear the criminals upstairs falling. Living to the point of taking even a human life.

'I've never seen this guy so angry.'

I understood.

Because it was none other than Jamie Welton who ruined the cause of the Zenith Church.

If it were not for him, Krion would not have been imprisoned here now, and the Zenith Church would have waged war on the northern continent along with the Allied Church.

'Aside from that, it's amazing. Archmage at the age of 8... .'

Seldam's Welton had heard of Blazers, too.

A famous swordsman with a long history that is passed on to this place on the opposite side.

In such a place, not a sword master, but an archmage.

'Is it not a coincidence that Kreon suffered?'

At the age of 8, he had no idea what his potential was as an archmage.

A talented person who may reach the 9th class, which is called the supreme state by humans.

No, there was a strong possibility that he would reach class 9 and become the king of all wizards.

"Hey hey hey hey!! Kill it!!! I will kill you, you little bastard!!"

Blazer thought.

'The game of the continent will be interesting.'

He left Kreon behind and climbed the stairs.

- Continued on next episode -