Chapter 79: A Senior’s Dignity (3)

Chapter 79: A Senior’s Dignity (3)

Chapter 79. A Seniors Dignity (3)

[Broken Dimensional Rift].

Its always been a rift with a strange landscape.

This one was beyond bizarre.

Its kind of like when the graphics were broken.

Reality and Arcana.

I couldnt clearly see the landscape of either world.

I dont know if thats the right word.

It was like a rift had been forced open..

Wait.

A sudden realization dawned on me.

Today wasnt Thursday.

A new update.

It wasnt a day for new cracks to appear.

So the [Broken Dimensional Rift] was not a planned rift.

My impression that it was a forced rift must not be true.

Do all rifts look like this?

No. Anomalys space isnt this bad.

Then Im glad to hear it.

Sure enough, it was Marcelo.

This must be the first time hes ever entered a rift.

And he recognized something fishy right away.

Marcelo continued.

As you say. It wouldnt do to let the outside world know whats going on.

It wasnt just anyone, it was the chief of the tower.

It was bad enough that a senior mage had gone missing, but to have his disappearance linked to the chief of the tower? The implications would be far-reaching.

Well make this quick.

Marcelo declares.

I say it again.

I couldnt be more confident. I mean it.

And then the magic in Marcelos body flared.

I recognized the search as soon as I saw it.

It was tracking magic.

Soon, Marcelos eyes lit up.

Ive picked up Vanguards magic. Ill open the portal.

The portal appeared instantly.

would have lost a third of his mana in just two manifestations.

For Marcelo, it didnt seem to take any energy at all.

Im back on track.

I still have a long, long way to go.

But I have made my presence felt.

Ive never left anyone behind.

And again-

Who is it!

It must be the sound of his shoes.

Its impossible to kill a favorite with Grandfells personality.

His stride is always full of power.

Ma, Marcelo, your co-researcher Ho-Yeol Lee?

I turned to see a white-faced Vanguard. His brown curly hair disheveled. I swallowed a sigh of relief at his seemingly flustered reaction.

You dont look hostile.

It was Marcelo who spoke before me.

Vanguard. I have an idea what the story is.

Chief Marcelo. I, uh, I.

Were not here to question you.

!

Vanguard shook his head.

Thank goodness, he thought again.

I mean, look at me, coming into this rift all by myself.

Id have been spitting venom right from the start.

Well, I recognized you from the moment you tried to bribe me.

You ruined a conference I organized.

I realize this too.

They say a word is worth a thousand debts, right?

Well, I guess its impossible to convince you with words.

Vanguards magic pulses through his body.

I already know youre not the one to do that, Chief Marcelo. But Im sorry. I cant let this opportunity pass me by!

Pure magic.

There is no such thing as an inefficient search.

Magic that utilizes only pure magic as a weapon, and as such, is second to none in terms of destructive power. The pinnacle of such pure magic, the Vanguard Tom.

Boom!

He manifested his magic.

Please forgive my behavior.

Ssshhhhhhhhh!

I recognized it as soon as I saw it.

A beam of condensed magic power.

The structure of the magic was simple and straightforward, with nothing to analyze.

The only thing to search for was vast amounts of magic power.

An interference that maximized only destructive power.

And a swift manifestation.

!

Quack, quack, quack, quack!

The destructive power was beyond imagination.

Crunch, crunch, crunch!

The earth was crushed and the atmosphere shook.

Even the rising dust evaporated without a trace.

Is this a real?

What was even more terrifying was that Vanguards magic contained no murderous intent. Vanguard was merely trying to keep us away. The deflected trajectory of his magic was proof of that.

But the destructive power of a deflected spell.

This much power.

So this is the senior mage of Magic Tower?

The Magic Tower was not called the most powerful military organization on the continent of Arcana for nothing! Marcelo manifested a shield to offset the aftermath.

Truly, a self-defense technique for someone with so much mana.

Im insanely envious.

Naturally, Im in a position where I need to maximize my mana supply.

As usual, Im being a dick.

I have no choice but to use what I have and what I dont.

The object of my search is the pure magic that pervades this space.

The power of the Vanguard, to be exact.

I searched for the aftermath of the rushing magic.

Yes, this moment.

Theres only one thing the damn pride wants.

To keep in mind that the conference is not over yet.

The last speaker of the regular conference.

It was to set up Vanguard Tom in Crystal Hall.

All I want to ask you about is your research.

!

Not your family name, not your bloodline, not your talent.

Vanguard muttered to himself at my words.

Ha, Society, I did my best to prepare, and you forgot.

He seems to have come to his senses.

Marcelo let out a sigh.

But its not over yet.

My pride was not yet satisfied.

But first.

?

I will hold you accountable for what has happened.

Yes, Id better be sure of something.

How the Rift came to me in such a hurry that I forgot all about the conference I had prepared for.

How I came to the Rift and cried about the difference between blood and talent.

And the last conversation you had with the chief of the Magic Tower.

You will have to submit a reason that the pride judges reasonable.

Only then will you be able to present your research at the regular meeting.

Vanguard ruffled his hair.

I was summoned by the Elder Mage in the middle of a regular conference.

Marcelo nodded.

I had guessed that. What exactly did you talk about?

It was about this rift.

I see.

So far, so expected.

I asked.

There must be a reason you think this rift is more important than the conference.

Well, thats. Im not sure, now that I think about it.

What do you mean?

Vanguard looked genuinely confused.

The Elder apparently said that there is truth in this rift.

There is truth in the rift? You mean the elder said that?

Yes. He said that within the rift is the truth you seek, and that once you have it, no one will look down on you.

Marcelos expression grew serious.

The reason was simple.

You know that, dont you, Vanguard? Truth is not so easily won, because it is not so easily won. Even what is called truth.

I know that! Thats why Im confused. Why, I dont know if Im letting those words blur my judgment.

I understand it well enough. Theres no need to force yourself to think about it; well talk about it when we get back, if you dont mind?

I nodded at Marcelos request for understanding.

I wasnt convinced by pride.

It was simply recognition.

To have such a suspicious conversation.

That the elder mage had no intention of letting Vanguard live.

Thinking about it, the question grew.

Why?

Why would the Elder Mage, the head of the tower, want to harm Vanguard Tom, the senior mage?

And why would he lure Vanguard into the Rift with the promise of truth?

Its complicated.

I cant even begin to tell you how complicated his inner workings are.

It makes my head hurt just thinking about it.

But the tangle of questions.

It didnt take me long to unravel it.

Kwajik-!

!!!

A boom echoes through the cracks.

The landscape crumbled like a broken graphic.

A gigantic hand shot out of the rift.

Kwazizik!

A black, vicious grip snatched at space.

Kwajijijijik!

It began to tear the space apart.

What the hell is that?

Neither Vanguard nor Marcelo could speak at the sight.

But I got it.

How Vanguard had fallen for such an obvious lie.

Why theyd lured him into this crack.

And the identity of that giant hand.

All thanks to a message that flashed before his eyes.

[Skill, Natural Enemy is activated].

The demon hunters senses sharpened.

My sense of smell has also developed.

Somehow I knew this place stank from the start, I thought.

Foolishly.

I pulled the offering from my inventory and held it up.

[The pentagram of impure knowledge]

[Rating: Epic]

[Limitations: None]

[Effect: Sealed]

[Description: Sealed with a demonic curse, its effects are sealed. It must be purified to know its full effect].

You are impatient, you inferior.

[The pentagram of impure knowledge has been chosen as the sacrifice].

[Skill, Exorcism Ritual is triggered].

[??? is invited to the ritual].

I guess it hasnt fully revealed itself yet.

Question mark, the demons name was unknown.

But even if it is an unnamed demon, so be it.

Grandfell cannot hesitate in the face of a demon.

Neither can I, Lee Ho-yeol.

Normally, I wouldnt know.

On either side of me now are the Chief and Senior of Magic Tower.

Marcelo and Vanguard.

So whoever it was, he was caught.

Even if he became the Demon King. whether it is evil

It was because this moment was just an experience.



i decide to change translation from crack to rift