Lord of the Skill

Aln Javius

‘Damn...... What the hell is going on? ’

Artis Karesh did not fully understand the situation.

The residence of Aln Jabius in the Fountain of Vision.

As he steps down the basement stairs, he looks at the tea cup on the tray with both hands.

‘I can't believe I'm supposed to be doing this. ’

The great self who has no one to follow on the continent where the namesake is the owner of the ivory tower is now doing quiet work here.

‘Is it true...? ’

The doubt in his head.

Gray principal.

Even Aln Javius, who was a member of the Senate, was known as the Wizard's Report until the end, but was only a place shrouded in the veil without being known.

‘No wizard knows anything about the gray principal, whether it be the Sunrise Festival or the Immortal Festival. Only the elders of the Senate remained. ’

Seven elders known to have existed since the beginning, but in fact, they are also human.

Since they were not immortal, there were four members of the congregation left.

‘But they're old men like monsters. I've lived through the centuries. Al-Zabius, the man who doesn't look like him, could have really lived for hundreds of years.... ’

Artis Karesh looks down at the window through the wall on the stairs leading down to the basement.

Seeing the magic felt in the spring of vision behind him, he swallowed his saliva unknowingly.

‘There must be a lot of magic in that old man. If you can really accept all that magic.... ’

On the contrary, however, there is no way to defeat Al-Zabius now.

Overwhelming magical power.

Although he was expelled from the Council of the Seven, he will be greater than anyone else in his individual abilities.

‘If…… he goes back inside the gray principal, the continent will be a sea of blood. ’

Terrible thing to imagine.

Aln Javius spared the man who was trying to kill him for his feeble words.

He could see that Al-Zabius' fury against the Senate was great, but on the contrary, it also meant that if he could not find a way to go to the gray principal, the arrow of his fury would go to the fever.

Artie Karesh takes his eyes off the window.

“If I were you...... I'd never win. ”

Fighting that monstrosity with the most magical powers was suicide.

Jubbuck, Jubbuck, Jubbuck.

He slowly steps down the stairs with an anxious face.

* * *

“…… I've never seen anyone like you before. You're better at fighting than we have for a long time. With your qualities...... If you teach well, you could achieve truly great magic. ”

Aln Javius looks at the finished map on the table and speaks in a sincere voice.

“Me?”

The feverless man smiles lightly at Al-Zabius' words.

And I said, "Yeah, this is really going to get me into Principal Grey. This is way beyond common sense. ”

“I don't know, I'm sure. ”

Heatless said in a confident voice, sipping a cup of tea brought by Artis Karesh.

I had to.

The gray principal, classified as a Class A dungeon, was a dungeon that had already been targeted in his previous life.

Although I did not experience the gray principal at the time as a member of the cavalry, I was trained to serve as a reinforcement unit in the training camp.

‘Supporting troops, but they were practically bullet traps. ’

I remembered a bitter memory, but soon he stopped thinking.

“But if this is the source of the magical power of the Seven Elders...... What happens to them when the magic of this fountain disappears? ”

“The elders in the principal are wizards who are lower than I am, but still inner. Even if Sam's magic is lost, their magic is significantly reduced... ”

Aln Jabius looks at Artis Karesh and says,

“I can't compare it to those guys. ”

“You're getting weaker anyway. ”

He sighs a small sigh at the words of fever.

“Hmph…. If you think about destroying the fountain of vision in order to cut off their magic, you'd better stop. Half the continent will be blown away if the stream of passage or vision is destroyed by shock. ”

“The tidier? ”

“At least when I think about it. That's a lot of magical power. ”

“Hmm……. ”

Heatless nods, worrying.

“But it's not like there's absolutely no way. Because I'm better than them. ”

“Really?"

As Aln Javius raises his mouth, you see a crooked yellow tooth.

He puts a satisfactory map in his arms.

Then I looked at him carefully.

“Yes... From stealing the Antihum to entering the Fountain of Vision. Your gift is beyond extraordinary. ”

After hearing the assault on the gray principal, he looked at the fever with a genuine admiration.

“What do you think? I'd rather be my disciple. ”

“W-what do you mean! Captain!!"

Artis Karesh shouts in awe at the unexpected proposal of Aln.

“Shut up! Useless fellow. ”

As he stops speaking, Al-Zabius throws down his pen and shouts.

“I'm extraordinary.... ”

Heatless chewed on what he said.

“Phew……. ”

I've never thought of myself that way.

I was just trying to live.

I closed my eyes for a moment and vomited my breath as if I had finished thinking.

“Well, it's about time. ”

Employed…… supportive…….

Then I slowly walked in front of Aln.

“Hey, you think we're partners for a few days? My thoughts seem to be getting shorter together when I get old. So they are driven away by those who are less than themselves. ”

“…… what? ”

“I got everything I could. ”

Moment.

Alon quickly grabs his staff by the table as he feels a sharp life in the blinding eyes of the fever.

“Thanks to you, the knowledge of the Senate is now fully organized and how to attack you. ”

“ ……!!! ”

[Effect of regular use of Crying Highlands has been developed.]

[All magic within a 100m radius will disappear.]

[Duration: 1 min]

“W-what?! ”

You try to squeeze the magic, but the staff in Arn's hand is just a stick for this moment.

“I don't go under anyone. ”

Screaming.

Brain strikes were drawn from the bottom to the upward oblique line.

Nothing gets caught under a sharp inspection.

I didn't even bury the blood on the blade.

“Make a disciple in the afterlife. ”

Tuck.

Only the sound of Aln Jabius' throat slit open, rolling to the ground, without shutting up his mouth that he couldn't believe.

The words of the Great Wizard who once roamed the continent in abundance, were utterly useless.

“How……. ”

For Artis Karesh, who couldn't even look up properly, this situation was more surprising than the dead.

“Artie Karesh. ”

“Yes……. ”

As fever calls out his name, he speaks with a trembling voice.

“How many of the seven elders are alive? ”

“All four of them……. ”

He quickly shakes his head, counting with his fingers in a daze.

The place where his gaze stopped was the neck of Aln Jabius, who fell to the ground.

“No, there are three now. ”

“I told you before. ”

Heatless picked up the staff on the table and gave it to Artis.

“I'll make you chief. ”

“ ……!!! ”

Looking at the fever with a puzzled face, he felt breathless as he looked at the clumsy staff.

“Follow me. ”

At that moment.

Artis Karesh knelt on his knees in a heartbeat he had never felt before.

‘Aln Jabius is dead. ’

That was the only thought in his head.

‘I… wanted so much……. ’

All the plans you've prepared so far.

But there was still anxiety on the other side of my mind.

But things are different now.

‘I can do it, really at interest. ’

Even that anxiety seemed to laugh as if the fever had cut off Already Jabius' head by itself.

Artis Karesh bends his blade, pulling out his sword from his waist with both hands, and kneels to the fever.

“I... will accept your order." ”

His sword.

A magical sword that can only be passed on to the head of the Sunrise Council.

Freezing Talon.

The moment the fever lifts its head.

[From now on, the leader of the Sunrise Council has changed.]

[All rights of the ivory tower will be transferred.]

[The battle wizards released by the Sunrise Festival will all follow you from now on.]

He looks satisfied and looks at the red message window that appears in front of him with a white light.

Kneel down and grab the ice claws that Artis Karesh was holding.

[Great Work Achieved!!]

[Master of the ivory tower]

[Status Increase 5%]

[Earn 100 for all Magical Power Points]

[Gain 50 All Resistance Points]

[Magic acquisition rate increased by 5%]

[Allows you to master all combat magic in the ivory tower.]

“Hmm…? ”

It was then.

The red message pane splits into pieces like a puzzle, and the pieces begin to come together again.

Then, the same pieces of broken message windows emerge from his body and begin to clump together in the air.

It's like a new program is being started.

It was the first time I had seen him without heat, so I was slightly surprised. He frowned.

As the pieces fit together, a new message window appeared before his eyes.

[New Great Work Found!]

[Become the owner of both the Anti-Hum Great Library and the ivory tower. The Sunrise Festival and the Immortal Festival have never served the same master. This is the first time a continent has been created and has ever existed.]

[Found Hidden Piece!!]

[You can choose a job.]

[Mana Ruler]

No king has ever been a hero. You deserve a job worthy of what remains of this great achievement in history.

[FEATURE: You can create new magic in two academics. Since no one has ever done it, it will depend on your ability to create magic.]

“Huh……. ”

I did not expect to find the Hidden Piece this way.

I thought I should find Hidden Piece at the Sunrise Festival through the former conditions of the ivory tower. Rather, it's a hidden job that encompasses both the Immortal Festival and the Sunrise Festival academics.

Pathfinder and Fire Lord.

Because there were two primary jobs, the second job was also possible twice.

The fever breaks into his fist without even knowing it.

[Would you like to be a Magic Ruler?]

At that moment, Borat Manas in the fountain of vision began to think as if they had met their master.