Chapter 89

Return of The 8th Class Mage Chapter 89

class level magic.

‘Teleportation.’

The destination of the spell was the great house.

It was the home of Ian and his family.

He arrived in a blink of an eye.

“Dear!”

Vanessa, his mother was right there in front of his eyes.

Espel, the pink cat was there also.

“I, Ian?”

(You, you bastard?)

The intermingled voices of two women were heard.

Has it been that long that they appear so shocked?

Or was it because he appeared out of nowhere?

“Ian!”

Vanessa grabbed Ian’s hand, having rushed toward him.

Quite a bit of time must have passed by.

At least by a few weeks already…..

“Where have you been for over three months….”

“….. Three months?”

He jumped off by several folds by any conservative measure.

For three months, I mean it has been longer than that.

“Anyhow!  There is not much time to waste like this.  Ian, quickly do go to the Ivory tower.  The entire empire is a one big mess!”

Ian was able to hear all the happenings for the past one hundred days.  Although they weren’t very detailed, it was sufficient enough to get a good grasp, from the sudden deterioration of the emperor’s health to the unstable situations among the empires.

“Hmmm….”

It was more serious than thought.  Especially, the emperor’s health issue concerned him.  Like it was in the previous life, there were many questions.  Besides, it even started sooner by 6 years.  Certainly, it did not appear to be a natural degradation.

“Previous life, as well as in present.’

Even in the past life, the emperor’s death had stirred up all sorts of rumors concerning poison, sorcery, curse and the like.  It was the same this time around.  There must be an outside influence.  He had a guess.  Ragnar, dragonian, the order of the dragons.  Many things have crossed his mind.

‘First, the war must be prevented, I suppose.’

It was also the same case with the war.  It was too soon.  Well, in the first place, Ian had no intention of starting a war, not even one bit.  The one thing that he had regretted the most was war.  Is it not that he wasn’t about to repeat it?

‘Unless of course the unification of the continent takes place…..’

It cannot be a result of a war.  It was the state that only he, Ian Page, alone must achieve.  It will be the case where all the empires will kneel before his awesome power.

“I’ll be back.”

Ian said to Vanessa.

Along with that, he gathered the light with his finger tips.

The white light formed in the shape of a hexagonal crystal.

It was the effect of the teleportation technique.

“To mitigate the situation.”

***

“A non-aggression agreement has been reached with the Ro Principality.  As long as the conditions are satisfied, there will not be any concerns over any unilateral dismantling, my lord.”

‘Hector Coldwood’, the crowned prince of the Coldwood Empire, who has taken over the absolute powers, unlike Greenriver, nodded.

“Very good for a ladder of opportunity…..”

Holding a glass of wine, his hand shook with ecstasy.  The chance called, a ladder of opportunity has never been let by.  Chance was always taken advantage of.  He has reached his status of power by taking every chance to strengthen and killing competition at every opportunity.

“It must be strong”

His intuition, the planted intelligence network, and the results of the negotiation are all whispering into his ears.  This opportunity must be the most ideal one, the greatest legacy that any person can leave behind, the first step to achieving a ‘continental unification’.

“Hm.”

Hector Coldwood wet his lips with wine.  After avoiding the surveillance of the Greenriver Empire, he has arrived at ‘Amber Territory’, the eternal foe of the Morgrian Territory.

“Good.”

Hector Coldwood exited the tent with determination.  There was even already a military camp, formed by secretly gathered troops.

“A message has gone out to Greenriver as well.”

Of course, everything moved discretely.

It had travelled through countless number of camps.

Still, the vestige and being witnessed were inevitable.

The message should have been delivered by now, I believe.

‘Although useless.’

Putting on a slight smile, Hector Coldwood moved to the top of the platform.  The platform was high enough to see every troop that was gathered there.

“War is an opportunity.”

Hector began to speak to the troops at once.

The crystal ball of sound amplifier helped increase the volume.

“This is the opportunity to climb to a higher place, the opportunity to reach the high land, where more treasures are hidden.  Doesn’t it only occur to the people of high stature?  No, it happens to you too.  In fact, it is more useful to common soldiers, like you.”

He used the expression, ‘common soldier’, to his own men without hesitation.  Yet, there wasn’t even a slight sign of resentment.  On the contrary, it has drawn the eyes and ears of the ‘common soldiers’ to Hector.

“As soon as you cross the borders with your swords and spears drawn, everything that comes into your view is the opportunity.  If you wish to, do plunder until your heart is satisfied.  If you wish, do rape until your heart contends.  If you wish to kill, kill as you please.  I, Hector Coldwood, guarantee that the opportunity that you have over there, everything that you would hold, will be yours.

It was none other than for the common soldiers.

A speech that is made on behalf of the common soldier’s existence.

The troops’ spirits were uplifted by that speech.

“Do you feel victimized by being in a war?  If that is the case, plunder all you want, beyond the borders to make up for your regrets.  Take back to your homeland with an armful.  Properties, bitches, or whatever it is….!”

It was when the speech has just begun touching on the main topic.  A stream of white light converged at the platform that Hector was standing on.  It wasn’t obvious, initially, as it was a very small light.

“…..?”

But the light grew more vivid little by little.

Was that all?  It even began to form a shape.

Arm, hand, leg, body and even a head.

It was a shape of a human being.

“The speech is so eerie.”

The light eventually formed into a human shape.

Out of that light came a physical voice.

It was a voice of a human.

“Who, Who is it!”

The troops gathered around the mysterious figure.

They surrounded the human shaped light in a circle.

At the same time, they blockaded the surrounding areas near the crowned prince.

“What could it be?”

With that silent rhetorical question.

The human shaped light formed a color.

Into a color of human being, not of a white light.

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The color of the skin was on the side of a light tone

The hair color changed into light brown.

The wide opened eyes turned into green color.

It formed into a shape of someone very well known.

“I.”