The Reincarnated Archmage’s Journey Chapter 21

Episode 21.

new friend

“Ah……Arquis…….”

As expected, the banshee noticed right away.

“Okay, now will you answer my question?”

“I…… really…… Archie…… pure white……. Uh…… how……?”

As if he couldn't believe it, all the brashness he had shown me disappeared and he stuttered badly.

I feel like I've become a different person in an instant.

And perhaps because he was a wizard who had lived for 250 years, he knew my nickname exactly.

“I don’t really like stuttering.”

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry!”

“Why are you suddenly using formal language?”

The banshee hurriedly knelt down.

"what?"

It's so burdensome to change your attitude.

It was an action that could be taken because he thoroughly believed that I was Arkis Aimer.

No, there would have been no doubt.

Because the jewelization of the Plewood element is a magic that only my master and I can implement.

Banshee, a member of the Emmet family, knew the truth and no longer suspected anything.

Besides, the Emmet family's motto, though a bit childish, was 'Respect the White Archmage.'

Emmet Weiss later explained that the intention was to thank me and my master for giving me a high sense of self-esteem, even though I was a low-ranking member of the same Plewood Elementalist group.

That being said, I can understand Banshee's sudden change in attitude.

For the Emmet family, Arkis Aimer and my master, Alaize Petra, were truly their own gods.

“But… how did you appear…? And you’re so different from the person I know….”

"I didn't call you here to lament about the past. I wanted you to answer my questions first."

“Ah! Yes. You asked if Double Caster could train a being, right?”

"okay."

"Actually, I don't know for sure. But when I was gathering information from the world below, I heard there was a drug that could temporarily create a double caster. So I thought that was it…"

Times have really changed a lot.

You broke the absolute realm that was impossible with drugs.

“How did you gather such information from the world below?”

"Aren't the six great elemental families, excluding Plewood, the homelands of the world below? Therefore, I believed it was a place where high-level information was secretly passed around, and I've been gathering information for a long time."

“When did you enter this school?”

“It was 10 years ago.”

“10 years?”

Banshee is a wizard who has already implemented up to the 6th circle level.

Why am I still in Class 1 after 10 years, when I could have reached Class 6 in one go?

When asked about that, Banshee answered right away.

"As I told you, I entered this school to kill Ed Etar. However, I decided it was better to gather information about the Ed branch than to immediately advance to the Sixth Circle, so I deliberately filled each class with five years."

So, when Banshee came to Circle 1, it was the time when I and Hey, Kiena entered.

So, Banshee didn't know me well.

"I witnessed the fall of my family 250 years ago with my own eyes. I vowed revenge, and devoted myself to cultivating alone for 200 years, finally reaching the 6th Circle level. I spent the remaining 40 years gathering information, and ten years ago, I enrolled in this school."

“How did you manage to train alone?”

"I consulted books from the Emmet family library. That's how I began studying medicine and magic on my own."

That's why it took 200 years to get to the 6th circle.

For a wizard from a normal family, this is a level that can be achieved in less than 100 years.

Of course, talent must be there to back it up.

However, Banshee lost both her parents and her family, who could have guided her, so she learned only through books.

“But Etar is a 9th circle wizard? You thought of attacking with a 6th circle?”

“But I thought it was possible if I just focused, since I was a Plewood elementalist.”

For a Fire Elementalist, a Plewood Elementalist is an extremely evil matchup.

Fire burns actively only when there is a flame.

However, the Plewood element can also be created in a vacuum.

That's why when a Plewood Elementalist fights a Fire Elementalist, he can fight up to the second level of the circle.

The vengeful Banshee seemed to believe that if she had the will, she could overcome even a three-step gap.

“Oh, and my name, Banshee, is a pseudonym. My real name is Emmett Delser.”

“Delserra… what a pretty name.”

"thank you."

“The reason you used a pseudonym was to hide the fact that you were from the Emmet family, and that’s why you pretended to be a fire elementalist, right?”

“Yes, that’s right.”

He is a student with the same goal as me.

The only difference is that this student came in from the beginning to kill Etar, while I went up to find out what kind of wizard Etar was.

“Banshee… Is the reason you gave it that nickname because of your family that is already dead?”

“You are correct.”

A fairy who foretells the death of a family member with her sorrowful cries.

Although her family is no longer with her, it seems she named herself that way with the determination to never forget the deaths of her family and to always live in sorrow.

Because that was also the reason this student lived.

"But why did you ask me to spar? You suddenly showed interest when you found out I was a double caster."

“It was because of personal training.”

"training?"

"Yes, I knew I'd encounter a powerful wizard from Ethar's dogs as I climbed the ranks to kill Ed Ethar. So, I figured a double caster born in 500 years would be the strongest and most optimal opponent I could possibly encounter in Class 1. That's why I felt it was worth risking all my points."

“Besides, I thought I might be Etar’s dog, so I was going to kill him too.”

“……I apologize for daring to give Lord Arkis such a dishonorable title.”

Finally, the banshee bowed deeply and asked for forgiveness.

Now I know everything I wanted to know.

And I've decided exactly how I'm going to treat this student.

“Make a promise with me.”

“Yes! I will follow any order!”

She treated me like I was a modern-day wizard.

“It seems like you and I have similar goals. How about working together in the future?”

I reached out my hand to her.

"……yes?"

She looked embarrassed and couldn't readily take my hand.

"You're aiming for Etar, and I'm aiming for Tyrant above him. The master has taught his disciple wrongly, so now it's time to teach him properly."

“Does that mean… that I, a lowly person, can dare to become your disciple, Lord Arkis…?”

The reaction is still one of disbelief.

"No, something better than that. It's a bit embarrassing, but buddy?"

“Huh?”

He fell backwards with a scream.

Is this such a surprising statement?

"Anyway, I'm just a student, Artel, not a great wizard. Why are you so surprised by the word 'friend'?"

"but……."

"Now, from the moment we leave this training ground, we'll hide our identities, just like we've always done. I'll call you Banshee, not Delser, and you'll call me Artel. Use informal language. Understood?"

“……It’s difficult, but I’ll try.”

“Yeah, aren’t you hungry? You couldn’t even eat because I took all your points.”

Gulp.

“Ahh…….”

As if the tension had just eased, a loud noise was heard from Banshee's stomach.

Now the banshee's hair had returned to its usual camouflaged color, a rare shade of red.

But even his face turned red.

“Let’s go eat.”

“Ah…… yes……!”

So, unlike the gruesome beginning, the encounter with the Banshee ended peacefully.

“By the way, may I ask you a rude question?”

On the way to the restaurant, Banshee looked around and asked.

“I told you to speak informally.”

“Ah… uh… can I ask you something?”

After finding out my identity, everything from my speech to my facial expressions became stiff.

“What is it?”

“How did you stay hidden for 300 years and only show up now…….”

“Oh, that.”

I also looked carefully at the hallway.

The hallway was empty, as all the other students were enjoying their lunch break.

"After being attacked by Tyrant, I opened my eyes and found myself in this student's body, 300 years later. Can you believe it?"

"aha……."

I don't believe it, but I'm trying to believe it.

"Oh, and by the way. From now on, we'll be together more often. What excuse do we have to avoid arousing suspicion?"

“Is that really necessary…….”

“Use it.”

“……Is it necessary?”

"Of course it is. Even just before class, you were looking at me with a look of impatience because you couldn't catch me. If you two suddenly started hanging out together, wouldn't the students and teachers think it's strange?"

“Uh… what do you like…?”

I also thought hard about the reason in my head, but there was nothing suitable.

As the two walked down the hallway in silence, Hey appeared.

“Artel! Huh? You two together again?”

Suddenly, Hey's expression turned sinister.

“Where are you two going, so affectionately?”

"restaurant."

“Oh, okay.”

Hey turned around and patted my shoulder.

“Yeah, yeah. Sikdaang? Two? Again? Hehe.”

But why does he keep smiling sinisterly?

After Hey left, I was wondering why he was smiling, and I remembered what Hey had said during our fire element class.

“Hey, I found an excuse.”

“Hmm?”

"Let's just say you like me. Given the circumstances, isn't that the simplest? There's no need to explain. But it's a bit much to say I like you, too."

Anyway, all the students in class 1 are in their early to mid teens.

If that's the reason, it's easy to move on without having to explain in detail why he suddenly started following you.

And in the teacher's eyes, it would just seem like the innocent school life of cute students of the same age, so it was the most appropriate.

“Gah, how dare I……!”

But then again, Banshee's face turned red.

"Who really likes you? And didn't I tell you to speak informally? Are you ignoring what I say?"

“Ah, no……!”

"Then let's go with that. Act well in the future. Don't be so stiff like you are now."

"okay."

Arriving in front of the restaurant, I gave Banshee 100 points, the restaurant fee, and went into the restaurant together.

I had already eaten, but I didn't want to leave him to eat alone.

Was it because he knew that Ethar, a member of the Emmet family and my disciple, had suffered something terrible?

I was particularly attached to Banshee.

As lunchtime drew to a close, there were no students in the cafeteria except for the two of us.

Banshee brought some food and sat down.

I poured myself a glass of drink and sat down across from her.

“So this is your 5th year in class 1?”

"yes."

As there were no other students around, he returned to using formal language.

I didn't force it this time because it seemed like he wasn't used to speaking informally yet.

I'll get used to it eventually anyway.

If you think about it from a different perspective, isn't it the same as me speaking informally to my teacher?

I just now understood that feeling and let it go.

"Then I'll pass the exam this year and move up to Class 2. Oh, right. You've been here for five years, so you know how Class 1 students are evaluated. Can you tell me?"

Meanwhile, Banshee was putting food in her mouth and chewing it carefully.

When I asked, he quickly covered his mouth with his hand and tried to swallow his food.

Although he looked like a teenager, his actions were like those of a 250-year-old adult wizard.

“I told you to stop eating. Eat slowly.”

"thank you……."

So I leisurely looked at the afternoon schedule and waited for Banshee to finish eating everything.

'There's a common class in the afternoon, History of Magic 2.'

Even that class is right before dinner time.

That means, after lunch, you have about two hours of free time.

There was plenty of time to ask Banshee detailed questions about this and that.

After finishing his meal, Banshee neatly placed his fork and straightened his back.

“The 1st class promotion test is determined comprehensively.”

“Comprehensive?”

"yes."

“Explain it.”