Limit Breaking Genius Mage Chapter 29

Episode 29 Undead (1)

The time when the sun rises and the yellow sunlight begins to shine down.

Lord Biron stood before the adventurers and soldiers gathered in front of the castle gate.

“……It’s been three weeks since the evil undead threatened the territory. During that time, the number of casualties has reached three digits. But today is the last day!”

The lord pointed to the side.

Priests in pure white robes, escorted by the Knights Templar. They were the ones who played a leading role in the current undead subjugation.

People were amazed by the sacred atmosphere that flowed from them.

Then followed Gaulic, carrying an axe as big as a man on his shoulder.

His grim face was reminiscent of an ogre. He smirked at Verden.

“Senior, you really shouldn’t fight……!”

“…….”

Verden nodded silently.

What on earth do you think of people as? I don't plan on causing any friction unless they provoke me first. That Gallic guy is the strongest person I've ever met in the duchy.

If they face off, Verden will probably have to risk his life too.

'But I don't intend to lose.'

When his body was reconstructed, Verden was already as good as dead.

He left behind his miserable life of patience on the rooftop. His goal, which he had to achieve by being reborn, was to overcome the odds and develop the talents he had acquired.

For that, you must sacrifice your life.

Those who rule the world have risen to their positions by building on the footsteps of many strong people. Verden must go through the same process to achieve his dreams.

Butcher Gaulic. He's strong, but he's just a stepping stone.

It doesn't matter whether they fight for their lives or just pass by without any incident. The experience of standing up without backing down will become Verden's flesh and blood.

As soon as I finished my thoughts, the lord's speech was over.

The atmosphere was tense, but there was a sense of relief thanks to the presence of the priests and the Gauls.

At that moment, the lord with his escort knights at his side approached Verden, stroking his mustache.

“You are the wizard who requested a quest from the Adventurer’s Guild.”

“My name is Asher.”

“This is Baron Parnad Van Viron. Well, I thought I’d say hello before I go on the expedition.”

The fact that he was introduced by the Adventurer's Guild means that he is a somewhat verified person.

A wizard with proper skills, but not an adventurer or a mercenary… …. Not having any affiliation means that he can make recruitment offers without being hindered by anyone. Such opportunities were not common.

'But this time, I can't see any gaps.'

Although Lord Biron was only a baron, he was good at investing.

In terms of wealth, he was the greatest among the barons of the duchy. However, things went wrong with this tunnel due to the unexpected undead.

Anyway, the moment the lord saw Verden, he instinctively felt that there was no possibility of recruiting him.

The barony was too shabby to contain an exceptional wizard. And since he was young, he would want to go out into the world. He might not know when he was old enough to retire, but he would definitely reject any offer made to him now.

“Ahem. Now that the greetings are over, I guess I should go. Please take good care of this subjugation.”

The lord turned to the soldiers. He participated in this expedition, but was in charge of the overall command from the rear.

Even if it was unintentional, the accident occurred while the lord was developing the tunnel, so he is appealing to the citizens in this way to take responsibility.

'In the end, it's just a facade.'

Verden also moved to his position.

The soldiers take up the front line, and the adventurers provide support. They must not waste their energy before entering the tunnel.

And so noon approached.

* * *

The undead kill life simply by existing.

The plains that were once filled with green were dyed black. The commander shouted in the face of such death.

“All troops! Turn around!”

More than a hundred soldiers advanced at once. Each of them held a mace and a shield instead of a spear in their hands. These were weapons exclusively for the undead that the lord had spent a considerable amount of money to obtain.

The skeleton's bones were rendered ineffective by blunt force.

Gradually, morale rose and expectations for victory grew.

At that moment, a huge lump of blood appeared in the distance.

A corpse golem made of the flesh of victims. It was over 4 meters tall and overwhelmed the soldiers.

“How am I supposed to kill that thing?!”

“I can never do that!”

What can I do with such a small hammer?

As fear spread, the display became disorganized. If even one person started to run away, it would collapse in an instant.

“A corpse golem. It’s been a while since I’ve seen one.”

Gaulic stepped forward alone. Carrying an axe on his back, he walked leisurely. As he approached the corpse golem, the corpses inside the golem screamed in unison.

A terrible voice cursing the living. A red arm approached Gauliaq.

Phew. I ducked my waist slightly and avoided the blow.

Then he put one foot forward and dug inside with a nimble movement. Then he threw his fist and, boom! The corpse golem collapsed with its knees bursting.

Then he grabbed the bastard's neck and ripped it off. The body made up of dozens of people's grudges was meaningless in the face of overwhelming power.

“Hmm.”

Gaulic, holding the golem's head, turned his head.

When he saw Verden, he raised the corners of his mouth and pulled his arm back.

“Butcher, what the heck… Huh?!”

The butcher threw his head, and that too in the direction of the friendly camp.

The knights, startled, drew their swords and rushed forward. If that had hit directly, at least ten people would have died.

Kwaaang!

The knights didn't arrive on time.

Fortunately, no one was hurt. Blood spread across the wall of magical power surrounding them.

“……What are you doing now?”

“I went first, so you should show your skills too. Come out, Asher.”

Gaulic snapped his fingers.

Iris tried to stop him, but Verden's expression was too cold. Verden, floating into the air, looked down at Galeaak.

'If you want to see, I'll show you.'

There are four abilities that set Verden apart from other wizards of the same rank.

First, a magical circuit that has been reconfigured to be able to handle all attributes.

Second, not only magic, but also a body that has been trained.

Third, a genius understanding of magic.

And finally, the fourth. The magical power is incomparable to that of wizards of the same level. In that sense, Verden's magic was bound to be powerful.

Even if it is an inefficient magic, it can be completely overturned with overwhelming magical power.

Verden drew his magic power. The ground shook and rose upward.

The Gallic within range laughed loudly, jumping around to avoid the dirt.

“Hahahaha! He may have a pretty face, but he has a dirty temper!”

“Who is talking to whom…….”

Tsk. Berden clicked his tongue and pushed the wriggling ground forward.

A wave of dirt swept over the area. Skeletons, zombies, and corpse golems were all swept away, and they all gathered in one place.

<Fireball>

Kwaaang! Flames engulfed the undead horde.

The rotten and decayed body could not withstand the heat and collapsed. Galeaak and Verden met each other's gaze.

“It’s definitely better than God. But isn’t it too much? If you go into the tunnel and start squirming, they might throw you as food for the undead?”

“You would be better off as food.”

Before they knew it, the meadow had become a battlefield for the two.

People couldn't stop it even when they saw it. The sight unfolding before their eyes was beyond the realm of ordinary humans.

But we couldn't just sit still. We each took our positions and subdued the surviving undead.

We arrived at the front of the tunnel much earlier than planned. The damage was so minor that the lord applauded on his own.

* * *

The next morning. The undead subjugation force gathered in one place.

Three priests, eighteen adventurers, and one wizard.

It was a huge group of over twenty people, but it was a reasonable number to reach the source of death that had created at least several hundred undead.

The undead had collapsed part of the tunnel, making the passage wide enough for everyone to fit through.

The party that took on the role of porter consisted of three teams including Iris.

Consumable magical items that could create air, as well as three days' worth of food, emergency torches, and potions, in case breathing became difficult. Two of the expensive potions were provided by the lord, and the rest were from the Gallic party.

“Then I will give you my blessing.”

A priest stood in front of the punitive force and recited a prayer.

<Holy Blessing>

A warm light seeped into my body.

The blessing of the Luas Church has the effect of repelling the spirit of death and relieving anxiety caused by fear. Then, Verden, Iris, and the wizard adventurer of the Biron territory cast the magic of the blessing.

“Aren’t you going to write it for me?”

“Is it really necessary?”

“You don’t like it? Why, did you use up all your magic power?”

Gaulic was giggling and provoking Verden with every little thing.

The adventurers were anxious, although they did not know why. If the two fought in the tunnel, it would not end easily.

'Huh. Mr. Galeaak, what's so good about that guy?'

God glared at the back of Verden's head with a disgruntled expression.

In fact, he had no memory of yesterday. He felt like he was suffocating, but no matter how hard he racked his brain, nothing came to mind.

His colleague Nerien had no idea what was happening, and Galeaak only laughed and didn't answer, so he had no way of knowing.

'The kid is bragging that he has some talent.'

Verden's magic made God's mouth drop open.

But that was only for a moment, as feelings of inferiority and jealousy began to bloom in God's heart.

Some people barely made it to the third place by putting in extra effort.

The wizard Verden, who looked several years younger than him, was beyond his level. And what was even more annoying was that he was also handsome.

‘If only I had magic power, I could be that strong… … No, I would be much stronger.’

What Verden has shown so far is magic based on a huge amount of magical power. It is simply suppressing the opponent with force.

It was no wonder that God misunderstood. He chewed his lips and did not hide his jealousy.

“Then have a safe trip.”

The punitive force, having received the lord's greetings, stood in front of the tunnel.

The wall that the soldiers had built yesterday blocked the entrance to the tunnel. We unlocked it and slowly entered one by one. The inside was pitch black and we couldn't see anything.

<Holy Light>

The priest's light illuminated the tunnel.

You can use hints, but you don't know how long it will take to subdue them. If the duration suddenly ends, there is a high chance that they will be wiped out.

“Nerien, stand in front.”

“Me? Yeah, I understand.”

Nerien shrugged at Gallic's command.

She had a pair of daggers on her waist and had keener hearing and touch than others. She was a talented scout.

She nodded, checking the map of the tunnel once more.

“This way.”

Biron Estate Magic Stone Tunnel. The full-scale undead subjugation has begun.