The Dark Magician Transmigrates After 66666 Years - Chapter 56

: Adviser Sable (1)

After taking a bath, Jamie lay on the bed with a tired face.

"What happened, Master?"

Benna asked why, asking if she knew how shocked Jamie was when she suddenly ran out.

"It was nothing. A certain sword master just gave me momentum to try it out."

" Isn't that a big deal?

"No one was killed or injured."

"Yeah ."

Benna decided not to ask any further questions.

You won't understand his thoughts anyway.

Instead, I asked something else.

"By the way, you are a sword master. What if I notice you?"

Well?

"They are called superhumans. Heh, if you notice me as a warlock and come to catch me... !"

Terrified, Bena shook her little pink body with concern.

Jamie clicked his tongue at the pathetic squirrel.

"I think you did a really good job not taking you as a disciple."

"What does that mean?"

"The guy who learned black magic for 10 years. tt Why do you think all countries leave warlocks alone to harm humanity?"

"Hey, okay?"

"Because you will never know unless you take out the black mana."

A warlock is, after all, a mage who wields black mana.

In other words, unless you take out black mana, it is difficult to tell whether it is an ordinary wizard or an evil warlock.

"I'd rather be a man who brutally murdered humans because of the smell of blood on his body, but you're not like that, are you?"

Considering it was an experiment done by Bena, the extent to which the animals were cut off was the end. She was the first to learn black magic by anti-force. I didn't have the courage to conduct an experiment on the same human being.

"And if they had, they would have been caught right away."

Among the party that came this far, there was one apostle of God, one saint, and one divine executioner.

God's apostle, I'm on Jamie's side, so even if I pretended not to know, how could Anna and Lars pretend not to know?

"It is so ."

That's why everyone fears the warlock.

Of course, many countries do not stand by the behavior of warlocks. When they crossed the line, they even created a subjugation squad.

If it is a subjugation unit operated on a national level, no matter how special it is, it is inevitable that they will hold their breath.

"So, don't worry if it doesn't work."

"Wow- that's good."

Jamie shook her head as she watched the pink squirrel sweep her chest.

Feeling his gaze, Bena coughed for nothing.

"Go to sleep."

"Yeah."

Embarrassed that her ignorance was exposed, Bena went under the pillow and hid herself.

Jamie lay upright and looked at the ceiling.

He recalled the situation in which he wrote the battle with Beiril earlier and read it as a joke.

'It was the first time I had mixed hands with the Sword Master.'

Actually, the expression mixed is wrong.

It was just Jamie's one-sided joke.

However, the mighty warlock expressed that it was mixed even to protect his pride.

Of course, it was not without embarrassment, so I filled the quilt for nothing.

"Why, Master?"

"It's nothing, so sleep."

With his head sticking out of the pillow, he put the squirrel back inside and continued his thoughts.

'It felt like there was a big wall in front of me.'

Beat the rocks with eggs.

It just felt that way.

It was a very distant feeling, something that Diablo Volfir felt only when he was practicing magic.

It's been so long I completely forgot about it, but it came back to me today.

'It's been a long time since I've fought an invincible enemy.'

Come to think of it, it was the prosecutor who gave Jamie his first defeat in the past.

Even at that time, there was a Sword Master.

The opponent wasn't the Sword Master, but since he later became a monster that reached the supreme state with his sword, it wouldn't be wrong to say that he lost to the Sword Master.

The gap between the wizard and the swordsman was known from then on.

'It's funny that it's one-on-one in the first place.'

Of course, wizards and warriors have different uses.

Compared to the battlefield, wizards are in charge of wide-area damage, and warriors are in charge of close combat.

When it comes to Archmage and Sword Master, the difference widens.

Nevertheless, many wizards wish to surpass the sword master. Of course, Jamie was one of them.

In fact, in the days of Diablo Volfir, didn't he even surpass even the Grand Master with magic?

This is the story before the creation of black magic.

'Is this the starting point again?'

not to the origin.

Compared to the previous life, this life starts with all the memories, so it's okay to say it's unreasonable.

In addition, fortunately, he obtained the full-body breathing method, and his body was strengthened with a life bead.

One of the three great new things, the 'Perfect Cell', was also recovered.

'It's still a long way off.'

It is getting stronger quickly, but there will come a time when it stagnates.

That's the threshold of class 7.

Even Nebro, who is now rich, could not cross the 7th class barrier during his lifetime.

It's not for nothing that he's been called the Archmage from Class 7 onwards.

From then on, it wasn't just skills that were needed. The door to the Archmage will be opened only when the magical subjectivity established by the wizard meets the 'class'.

The wizards called the process "magic permission."

'It will be very easy if you follow the path of your previous life.'

Jamie has already gone once.

In the past, it was planned to go that route. Coming here changed my mind a bit.

'The reason why I was given another chance.'

I haven't found an answer to this question yet.

But even though he did not know the answer, he had no intention of repeating past failures.

He still couldn't decide what to do with emotions, but he had already decided on magic.

'I will open a new path.'

Methods of the past that failed will never work again.

I don't know how the relationship between the gods has changed, but compared to the era in which he fought fiercely, the current era is overwhelmingly advantageous for the 12 gods.

Because humans have already been reduced to their slaves.

'So we have to develop further.'

The battle with Beiryl (written as 'nonsense') helped a lot.

'But what kind of relationship do you have with your mother?'

The powerful sword master and mother seemed to have known each other for quite some time.

But Beiryl's expression lingered in his mind.

'What on earth was that bittersweet expression?'

Jamie, who doesn't know Visa, is thinking alone.

Then he jumped up.

"Mmm, Mow!"

As the bed shook, Bena woke up in shock.

"Oh, Master?"

"I'm going for a walk."

Jamie left behind the drooling Bena and went outside.

* * *

The land of the Marquis was certainly larger than the Welton mansion.

Apton, one of the First Territories, was the land that the king gave for the first Bell when the Kingdom of Seldam was just opened.

As a historic place, it boasted an enormous amount of land as much as the power of the marquis.

Jamie walked through the garden watching the moon rising in the middle of the sky.

Beautifully planted flowers were well maintained. After all, the gardens of the Bell family, which are even called great, could not have been messed up.

"Smells good."

The night forest shed a soothing scent.

Jamie walked a little further and found a small lake and sat down in front of it.

The calm water surface was transparent like a mirror, reflecting the full moon.

"You know how to enjoy the night, don't you?"

At that moment, an unknown voice suddenly came from behind.

Jamie flinched and turned her head.

There stood a silver-haired man standing with the moon in the background.

Jamie frowned and asked him.

"Who are you?"

It wasn't a friendly tone.

The silver-haired man smiled with his eyes wide open at the voice full of hostility.

He smiled like that with a cold impression, which made him feel uncomfortable.

"Well, I didn't introduce myself. I apologized to a dear person. Please forgive me."

"So I asked who it was."

Jamie lowered the horse's temper a bit as the opponent appeared in a low position.

"My name is Sabel, the assistant to Marquis Belle."

aide?

Yeah. That's right. I've heard that the Welton family is coming, but I'm busy with work, so I'm only going to greet you now.

How do you know I'm Welton... Ah.

Then Jamie touched my head.

Emerald was the color of the Welton family.

He fiddled with his head and looked at Sable in amazement.

'Come to think of it, he appeared from behind me without a trace.'

No matter how comfortable I was, I wasn't so vigilant that I didn't know that someone was coming.

Sable completely deceived his senses and took the back.

A person who could kill a character this much could be called a high-level assassin.

'Does your aide have this level of power?'

Jamie's hands were sweating.

It's hard to compare with Beiryl, but it's clear that Sable is also a great player.

It's impossible to predict whether you will win or lose.

Sable said with a smile, feeling Jamie's guard against him.

"You don't have to be vigilant. I swear I am but a faithful servant of the Marquis."

"Do you know my name?"

"I am an aide to the Marquis, shouldn't I be ignorant of these basics?"

It wasn't wrong.

Jamie was half vigilant and turned back to the lake.

Sable walked beside him.

"Do you enjoy walking at night?"

I like.

"I love this place too. It puts my mind at ease. Can I sit next to you for a moment?"

Please.

If you are Marquis Bell's aide, you can't treat yourself rudely, no matter how hard you are.

And since this is not their land, you can't tell them to disappear from your eyes because they don't like it.

It was just a boundary, and there were no feelings of likes or dislikes.

"I heard you are a great wizard."

"It's not great."

"Are you going to be great?"

I ask obsessively.

When Jamie didn't answer, Sable only chuckled.

The two looked at the surface of the lake without saying a word.

That was the moment.

A thorn of water suddenly rose from the lake.

shield!

A translucent curtain opened in front of Jamie.

Without being embarrassed by the sudden attack, he spread mana straight away.

And they detected a huge creature under the surface of the lake.

[pressure increase]

Jamie clasped her hands.

Part of the lake began to curl up into a circle.

There was a being within me that attacked me. It was meant to be crushed and crushed like this.

"It's Tolke!"

Jamie's eyes widened at the word Tolke.

Water, which should have been crushed by pressure, was spurted out as if against gravity.

Jamie turned her head to avoid it.

bang!!

The tree behind it was smashed.

"If it's Tolke ."

Jamie thought of a very ferocious fish-type monster.

Tolke, who lives in fresh water, is said to hold a lot of water in its body and vomit like a cannon.

Occasionally, in the case of an older Tolke, it was designated as a B-class monster because it attacks by changing the shape of water.

"Why is Tolke in a place like this?!"

It was a small lake in the front yard of the Marquis.

If it was a carp, Tolke made no sense.

Whether Jamie was surprised or not, Tolke's attack continued. The giant fish with its head sticking out of the water spit out the water without mercy.

bang! Kwagga River!

The garden is messed up.

Jamie frowned and decided to blow up that crazy fish with one blow.

Everything that lives in water is weak against electricity.

The same goes for the Tolkera, a fairly strong species.

[Lighting Thunder]

He was about to shoot the golden thunderbolts in his hands towards the lake, but something moved before that.

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A thin stream of water rose above the surface.

Water poured down like rain, and two huge clumps fell to the ground.

Sureung-

A silver blade flashing in the moonlight returns home.

Sable asked Jamie with a smile.

"Are you okay?"

Jamie thought as she smelled the deep scent of flowers.

Iza also doesn't suit an assistant officer.

- Continued on next episode -