The Reincarnated Archmage’s Journey Chapter 101

Episode 101. Finally Meeting (3)

After Banshee's interview, she was led to the secret room.

As soon as I arrived, I pulled back the blanket that covered me with invisibility magic and revealed myself.

“Where did you make the invisibility potion?”

"Invisibility potion? This isn't a drug. It's magic."

“Ah… A wizard of Arkis’s caliber can achieve invisibility through magic. Our family substituted it with a potion.”

As Banshee said, transparency is also possible with a potion.

But it has only drawbacks, the most fatal of which is the time limit.

However, if you cover it with magic like me, the transparency will remain until you take the magic away.

“You are a former great wizard, but you can’t do this much?”

“Yes, that’s right. But when did you discover this place?”

“In class 1.”

As I answered, Banshee suddenly glared at me.

“Why are your eyes like that?”

"If it was Class 1, wasn't it when we were together? You could have explained it to me then, so why are you only telling me now?"

There was a hint of regret in Banshee's eyes.

“There was really no circumstantial evidence.”

“…….”

"Anyway, I told you how to get in and find it, so now this is our hideout. The reason I came all the way to Class 2 was to tell you this."

“But to call it a hideout…….”

Only then did Banshee begin to look closely at the interior of the secret room.

He picked up the books that were lying on the floor, lying face down, with only his index finger and thumb, as if he were picking them up with a dirty rag, and then put them back down on the floor.

He looked through the books on the shelf and only then opened his mouth after looking at the Ed family's magic book.

“It doesn’t look very safe.”

Since it was probably thought to be one of the facilities owned by the Ed family, they must have been very vigilant.

"That's true. It seems like an abandoned facility, no longer in use. You can tell just by looking at the condition of the books here."

I answered, pointing to the books scattered on the floor.

“The books are all about increasing magical power. It seems like… they’re trying to find some kind of drug.”

“Are these books precious?”

Unlike me, Banshee is a drug expert, greatly influenced by her family.

I asked because I thought that, although my former disciple Draco Tyrant was also a pharmacologist, if we were to compare purely on drug knowledge, Banshee would be one step ahead of Tyrant.

"No. They're all extremely ordinary books. If they were precious, I wouldn't have even considered leaving them like this."

As expected, this was exactly what I expected when I first discovered this place.

“How extremely ordinary these books are?”

“If you hit it with magic, you could say it’s around 3 circles at most.”

It's easy to understand when you explain it like that.

"Well, it's not important, so let's skip it. Let me explain why I brought this here. I explained in the lecture hall earlier that I'm now in Class 5, right?"

“Yes, how did you go from class 3 to class 5 in just one month?”

I briefly explained what happened in class 3.

"…Kiena and Hei were in Class 5. Aren't you moving up too quickly? If you keep going like this, you'll graduate and head to the main school by the time I get to Class 5."

“Maybe so.”

“You speak so grimly. Is it because you don’t want to accept me as your disciple?”

It seems like Banshee has no other intention than to become my disciple.

But I think you're being too obsessed with it.

"That's not it. Anyway, the reason I told you about this place was so we could keep in touch."

I quickly changed the subject.

“Is there any special reason……?”

“Oh, there it is.”

And he explained the aura of Silerd that he felt when he entered the 5th class auditorium and the smell of blood coming from Former's body.

"A massacre in Class 5? Was it against students?"

"No, I don't think so. There are only ten people in Class 5. Judging by the atmosphere, it doesn't seem like there was a sudden decrease. It seems like it's always been like that, so it's not like we're dealing with students."

“Then who on earth… And only Arkis could sense Cylard’s aura, right?”

"yes."

Of all the wizards alive today, I am the only one who has ever faced him.

So maybe that's why I felt it so well.

Because it is an extremely hateful atmosphere.

"My guess is something's happening at this school. Somewhere we don't know about. But I need to know. Why did I sense the aura of Silard? Why did I smell the smell of slaughter? The incident happened in Class 5, but I wonder if something similar could happen in other classes."

“So you’re telling me to monitor the class too?”

“That’s right. Since you’re going to Class 4 tomorrow, let’s start there.”

“Then, can we set a time and meet here?”

Banshee now asked about the method of contact.

“Um… no. That seems difficult.”

For some reason, she looked disappointed at my answer.

I pointed to a book on the bookshelf.

This is the magic book of the Ed family.

"Just write a note and put it in that book when something unusual happens. I'll come back later and check."

“It must feel like writing a love letter.”

“Do you write dark things like, ‘Someone might die,’ or ‘Something is suspicious,’ in your love letters?”

“That’s not what you meant, is it?”

“Anyway, let’s do that. Okay?”

Banshee nodded and now asked something else.

"But why the Ed family's magic book? There are so many others."

"This school is a branch of Ed's school. And even if someone were to enter this place, it would likely be Ed's family wizards. Judging by the level of the professors and my teacher, I don't think any Ed's family wizards would touch that book."

The Ed family wizards at this school are surprisingly high-level, despite their appearance.

That's why I thought there was no reason to look at them since they were all magics I had already learned.

“Well, now that I think about it, that’s true.”

“Okay, then I’ll be going now. Oh, right.”

As I passed by Banshee, I stopped and patted her shoulder.

“Congratulations on getting into Class 4.”

"……thank you."

He said he was grateful, but his expression said otherwise.

Even on the outside, his expression seemed to be quite worried.

“Why do you look like that?”

“I… have a favor to ask. But even if I ask, I don’t think you’ll listen… No, it’s only natural that you won’t listen.”

It's the same expression he had on his face the last time he asked me to use Linking when I met Etar.

No, if you look closely, it looks more serious than that.

This could be said to be a life-changing worry for Banshee.

“At least say something.”

“I thought it was great that there was a space like this where we could meet…….”

It is particularly bad for the stomach.

This time I didn't rush and just waited leisurely.

Until you speak for yourself.

Finally, with difficulty, Banshee continued.

“That… you decided to accept me as your disciple… can’t you do it now…?”

“That’s strange. Wasn’t that the reward you got for following me to Class 6?”

“That’s true, but…….”

“What is the reason?”

Banshee may look like a child on the outside, but inside she's an adult, just like me, reincarnated.

A wizard who doesn't act without thinking and knows how to take responsibility for what he says.

So, I thought there must be a reason for this request, so I asked.

"I'll be honest with you, Arkis. I… was terrified when I saw Sparkle's magic in such an excited state. Every joint in my body froze and wouldn't move. The terror… was comparable to what I experienced 250 years ago."

“…….”

Surely that is the reason… … .

"Sparkle is clearly a much younger wizard than me. But unlike me, she comes from a family, and she must have received thorough magical training from that family. To think that someone younger than me could create magic that would terrify me… I never dreamed."

"You're asking me to guide you so you can defeat Sparkle? That's so uncharacteristic of you. You're going to Circle 4 tomorrow. You won't be seeing Sparkle again."

"That's not it. Don't you know why I came to this school?"

The Banshee's eyes now had conviction in them.

“……For the revenge of your family.”

"Yes, I came here after living in seclusion for 250 years, building up my strength, and thinking this was enough. However… I was too complacent. Isn't Ed Etar, the head of the Ed family, a wizard several times stronger than Sparkle? I realized I didn't have the strength to subdue both Sparkle and Nylon, the 5th-class teacher who had stopped her. And a 5th-class teacher turned into a jewel…"

I was surprised by that part too.

Normally, the position of teacher is a process that the 6th circle dropouts go through to get their last chance, but who would have thought that Nylon would embody the jewel.

It wasn't a complete jewelization, but it was still not something a single 5th class teacher could achieve.

Given his skill level, I'd guess that Nylon is considered an elite wizard within the Ed family.

"I came to this school with the ambition of taking revenge on Etar, but… with my current strength, I can't even take down the guards guarding Etar. I can't do anything alone… I don't have anyone to guide me…"

“…….”

This is the first time I've seen a banshee so weak.

That doesn't mean I didn't understand that feeling.

Banshee had been forced to live a dark life in pursuit of revenge, but today, that goal was broken as weakly as a flower.

But as she said, there is no place to train separately within this school.

Banshee is already a wizard of a certain level, so she needs training focused on powerful magic, but this narrow secret room is not an environment where such training can be conducted.

'So that's why you said it was natural that you couldn't listen.'

I could see why he had such a worried expression on his face.

“Whew, Banshee.”

I began to answer with a deep sigh.

"yes."

"You know that, too. It's not that I don't like training you, it's just that there's no suitable place for you within this school."

The banshee nodded slowly.

"Your goal is Etar anyway. There's plenty of time. Don't lose confidence after what you briefly experienced today."

“…….”

"Instead, I understand your feelings, so if you ask me about things like how to implement magic in a note, I'll write you a reply. I can't be there to guide you. Instead, you'll become my perfect disciple when you reach Class 6. How about that?"

I thought this was the best answer.

And thankfully, Banshee's expression brightened significantly.

“That’s enough! Thank you!”

"Okay, then I'll go now. Let's start tomorrow."

"yes!"

I covered myself with the invisibility magic again, and wrapped it around my body. That was it.

"Oh, right! Lord Arkis! This may be a bit out of the blue, but when you whispered to me through Linking in the auditorium earlier, I remembered 250 years ago!"

250 years ago, the Emmet family was massacred by Banshee.

It was a terrible memory for her, but her expression and tone of voice were quite bright.

Isn't that usually the kind of expression you make when recalling good memories?

'Did you have any good memories from 250 years ago?'

I asked, only revealing my face.

“250 years ago?”