The Reincarnated Archmage’s Journey Chapter 113

Episode 113. Past Events (3)

I started to organize my thoughts about what to ask first.

But there were so many questions to ask that it was difficult to even know where to start.

“I think you need some time to think.”

Etar, who had said so, drank tea and leisurely waited for me to ask the question first.

“…….”

Looking at Etar like that, a smile spread across my face.

The location is different, but Etar's behavior now is the same as when I brought tea and drank it with him while guarding the sealing stone of Silar at the top.

'If you have many questions, let's ask them in the order in which the events occurred.'

There's a saying that well begun is half done.

It may be an unsuitable statement for the current situation, but for me, who has a vast number of questions, going in order was the right choice.

“Tell me about the situation 300 years ago, after I died.”

"Arkis must have unleashed a massive spell to prevent Tyrant from turning into a jewel at that time. It wasn't a Plewood orb."

Etar is 300 years old, but it seems as if it happened yesterday.

“That’s right. Since that Tyrant guy poisoned the car, I judged that there wasn’t enough time to collect the jewels, so I only implemented magic that looked like jewels.”

Anyway, he died after being hit by Tyrant's jewel.

This is what I remember, and it is an obvious fact.

What I want to know is the story behind it.

"Immediately after Tyrant's Orb of Fire struck, a massive explosion occurred at the top. It was so powerful that it sent me flying. Then Tyrant seized the Sealing Stone. I clearly remember saying this to the Grand Inspector on the other side."

“What did you say?”

“It’s a change of government. The new Archmage is Draco Tyrant.”

It was a huge explosion, but Tyrant was fine and I was the only one who died.

"But how did you manage to survive? You were the only one of my disciples who tried to stop Tyrant."

“Tyrant asked me to become his slave instead of letting me live.”

"……slave?"

"yes."

Etar's expression as he answered was filled with discomfort.

Regardless of the circumstances or the circumstances, he seemed furious that Tyrant had begged for his life.

"Arkis, Tyrant's killing of you was completely planned. He'd been planning it since the day he became your disciple. He even planned out exactly how he'd act after taking your place."

This is a full explanation of Etar.

Tyrant may have a bad personality, but he's a damn good guy with a good head.

Hearing it through Etar's mouth just now, it was so creepy that even though Tyrant wasn't there, it was still creepy.

“The reason you saved me was to use me in that plan.”

“What is that plan?”

"That's the reason for the branch school's birth. Fifty years after Arkis disappeared, Tyrant began to put his plan into full swing."

“Why did it take 50 years?”

“The magical society was thrown into chaos by the sudden change of government, so we had to stabilize it.”

It is not a normal delegation, but rather an unfairly obtained position of Archmage.

But it took 50 years to normalize.

This is a result that is quite high.

It's hard to admit, but it's Tyrant's ability that stabilized the magical society after 50 years while being tied to the top.

“Tyrant instructed the remaining disciples of Master Arkis to establish branch schools and each serve as a branch leader.”

“Why did you expand it when you already have a perfectly good school?”

“I didn’t find out until much later that this was actually done to procure students.”

"……supply procurement?"

Procurement means providing funds or materials.

In other words, it is a word used only for objects.

But what about procuring students?

This was the same as treating students like objects.

“Do you know what Tyrant’s final plan is?”

“I know. He said he would absorb Cylard’s power when he killed me.”

“Yes, but you have no idea about the process to get those results?”

“Of course I don’t know.”

"Tylant extracts the souls of talented students and turns them into potions. He then drinks them to enhance his magical powers. He feared that absorbing Sylard's power, when he was unprepared, would lead to a breakdown of his ego. Therefore, he needed to supplement his mental strength."

“…….”

I froze, holding my teacup.

I had expected it a little, but I never thought Tyrant would actually carry out that plan.

Certainly, Cyrus is one of the most powerful wizards in the history of magical society.

Even I can't guarantee that I would win if I fought him again right now.

If he were to absorb such a power of Sailor without preparation, his plan would fail, so he slowly built up his mental strength first.

You've been planning that since you became my disciple.

I couldn't help but get goosebumps.

“Drain Spell… Tyrant is using that on his students?”

"yes."

"But why was the branch school established? It was at Tyrant's direction, wasn't it?"

"Tylent only wanted talented students. The more talented a student, the more mentally gifted they were. To select only such students, he established branch schools and instructed them to identify and initially send talented students to the main school. This made management easier."

As I listened, I tilted my head.

“But from what I’ve experienced since Class 0, your school was desperate because they couldn’t expel students?”

"You saw it exactly. I realized Tyrant was up to such atrocities about a hundred years ago, and I've been planning my own counterattack ever since. I was rebelling against Tyrant."

“……That was expelling the student?”

"Yes, we expel talented students as a top priority. You know the admission requirements for our main school, don't you? You have to graduate from a branch campus to enter the main school. That means talented students won't have to die if they don't graduate from a branch campus."

“…….”

Now the circumstances are starting to fit.

As luck would have it, I ended up pretending to be a double caster when I was in class 1.

Naturally, he was given the title of "Double Caster", born after 500 years, and this was proof that his talent was the most outstanding student in all the branch schools.

“My choice of double caster… turned out to be poisonous.”

“We also did our best to hide Arkis-sama’s existence… but he made such a big deal out of it….”

What I thought was a warning to Etar ended up shortening my own life.

And the unfair expulsion rule that I felt from class 0.

Now that I know the reason, I understand.

Etar did it out of pure desire to save the student.

“But there is a problem, Arkis.”

“What’s the problem?”

"Aren't I the only one who witnessed the end of Lord Arkis? That's why Tyrant kept me under particularly close surveillance. Do you know what measures were taken against me?"

I shook my head.

"I've made it so that every class's Dark Elemental teacher is a Draco House wizard. Ever since I started intentionally expelling students."

“…….”

In class 1, it was Wolpeace.

Melatan in class 3.

Plus, this school's vice principal, Former.

I first suspected that Etar had changed just by looking at the teaching staff, but I never dreamed that such hardships were hidden there.

“Then why are all the fire element teachers from your family magicians?”

"Yes, it was to keep the Draco family's wizards in check. The Draco family's wizards are watching me, and my children are watching those wizards."

“……I didn’t even know there were such circumstances.”

I feel sorry for thinking that it was all one thing.

“But what about Former…? Did he even designate the vice principal as a wizard of the Draco family?”

“Yes, so the vice principal of this school is also a wizard from the Draco family. By the way, Lord Arkis.”

Suddenly, Etar's expression became quite solemn.

"why?"

“How did you feel when you first met Principal Former?”

The first time I met Former was in Class 0.

It was when I blurted out my answer that it was strange because he clearly belonged to the Draco family, but his appearance did not resemble Tyrant at all.

“Former is my son. His real name is Ed Root.”

"……what?"

I was frozen, staring blankly at Etar's face.

Etar explained how Former became a wizard of House Draco and became the vice-principal of this school.

The more I listened, the more my mouth fell open.

How could you possibly think of using your child in such a dangerous way?

When asked why he had gone to such lengths, Etar again answered solemnly.

“I always thought that there must be descendants of Lord Arkis somewhere.”

“I think I’ve said this many times before: I don’t have children.”

"Isn't it natural for people to dream of vain ideals when they're in despair? It was like that. And even if Lord Arkis had no children, he wouldn't be defeated by a Tyrant, so I began searching for traces of him, believing he must be alive somewhere."

“……You thought that after witnessing my death directly?”

"Because there were no corpses left at the top. Besides, when Tyrant's jewel hit Arkis's body, a white light emitted as well. I thought it was teleportation."

“…….”

At that time, I didn't even have the strength to teleport because of the hallucinogenic drugs Tyrant had fed me.

I just implemented a huge magical device to defend against Tyrant's magic.

The white light in the explosion created by the collision of my magic and Tyrant's jewelization.

Etar thought that I was teleporting away, taking advantage of the opportunity, and he came looking for me, believing that to be true.

That too for a whopping 300 years… … .

Honestly, the first thing that came to mind was that it was foolish.

'No, should I say that this is what it means to be a fire elementalist?'

And only after hearing Etar's explanation did everything make sense.

In the book "Admission Requirements for Our School" that I saw in the 0-class library, I even learned why Tyrant guided students to the top of our school.

The lie that everything you want is there and the motivation behind it was actually meant to bring talented students to the top.

“But there is one more problem I mentioned.”

"what?"

"Some people have started to sympathize with Tyrant. Instead of deliberately expelling students like I did, they've started to select only the most talented students and send them to our school."

“……At the branch school?”

"……yes."

What that meant was that among my disciples there was someone with the same goal as Tyrant.

In an instant, I was overcome with anger and asked with a murderous look in my eyes.

“Who is that?”

“……Ramik Livia and Mirne Kabir.”