Read Daily Updated Light Novel, Web Novel, Chinese Novel, Japanese And Korean Novel Online.
Reborn as the Doomed Heir of a Mage Dynasty (Web Novel) - Chapter 103
Chapter 103
This chapter is updated by JustRead.pl
At my question, the friend sitting next to me opened his mouth.He ate a rat over the weekend.
What?
Philip said he saw it.
The remark instantly annoyed me, and my face twisted in irritation.
But the emotions werent mine. I couldnt influence the situation.
Do you even trust what he says? Get your priorities straight, what are you doing?
Another friend, sensing the atmosphere, chimed in.
Yeah, hes trying to clean up his record now. He wouldnt spread baseless rumors and risk disciplinary action.
Really?
I half-listened to their words, my gaze fixed on the back of the training hall.
Lucas stood there, head hanging low, unmoving. His long hair obscured his face, making it impossible to see his expression.
When did he grow it out so much?
Philip ambled over, bringing a few of his friends along. He addressed the group of students surrounding Lucas.
Whats going on here?
We were asking if its true. Did he really eat a rat?
If they found a corpse in his bag, doesnt that say it all? What, was he planning a funeral and kindly stored it there?
......
Philip leaned into Lucass face, mocking him.
Say it. Is it true or not?
......
Oh, he doesnt want to talk.
Damn... if you hate this, hate that, hate everything, why dont you just drop out? Why are you even here?
Haha, isnt dropping out just your wish?
Not just mine, its everyones. This schools reputation is trashed because of him. Now any riff-raff can get in if they pay enough.
As Philips loud taunts echoed, the noisy training hall quieted.
Other students began stealing glances at the commotion.
Come on, say something.
......
Philips relentless gaze bore down on Lucas, but Lucas stayed silent.
He only opened and closed his mouth as if searching for the right words.
Philip sighed dramatically and straightened his back.
God, youre such a pain.
Bang
!
Philip kicked Lucass legs out from under him.
Lucas lost his balance and fell. He tried to push himself up reflexively, but Philip pretended to be surprised.
Ah, sorry! You know I didnt mean to do that, right?
You dont look sorry at all. Grow up.
Im serious. Why dont you apologize to Lucas instead?
Why should I? Youre the one who did it.
My heartbeat quickened.
I wanted to yell, Why arent you using magic? Why are you just taking this?
I was angry seeing a mage, someone I admired, being treated this way.
It was a pathetic reaction.
Back then, Id projected my ideals onto Lucas, expecting him to live up to them.
Philip and his friends laughed among themselves in their fake, exaggerated voices as they looked down at Lucas.
You okay?
......
I said, are you okay?
Im.
Lucass faint voice was barely audible, but it seemed to satisfy Philip.
Philip grinned and yelled loudly.
Hey, hes fine! If anyone tries to pick a fight over this, bring it on!
Hey.
The word wasnt from Philip.
Lucas raised his head to look at me.
His face twisted in a mix of emotions, but the irritation rising within me made me not want to look at him.
...Damn it.
The feelings were vivid and immediate.
My heart raced as if I were reliving that exact moment.
I wanted to stop myself from speaking, but I couldnt.
If youre going to keep making noise, do it outside.
My voice was cold, and the room froze like someone had poured ice water over it.
Of course, it did.
Id never stepped in to mediate a situation like this before.
And this kind of irresponsible intervention?
Shock started to creep into Lucass wide-open eyes.
Uh ah.
Philip hesitated, mumbling as his expression twisted.
Then he leaned close to Lucas and whispered something.
Lucas, faced with Philips menacing glare, nodded slightly.
Damn it...
Lucas stumbled down the steps and stopped at the training halls front door.
I wanted to turn away.
But, as if trapped in this memory, I kept staring at Lucas with disdainful eyes.
If this was the same period, I probably had.
Hes seeing this right now.
I shouldve volunteered to read Lucass memory instead. Somehow.
Thered be no chance to apologize before this memory ended.
No, I hadnt even thought of apologizing back thenjust anger.
After this, I prepared a disciplinary meeting with the professor, but Lucas dismissed it as if it didnt matter.
Later, I lashed out at Lucas, demanding to know how long he planned to keep this up.
Seeing where this memory began, it would probably show everything leading to that point.
My stomach churned.
The darkness in my vision narrowed, and my magic pulsing with blood felt like it was distorting and twisting.
Bang!
A loud noise from behind made me instinctively turn.
Philip, who had been lounging arrogantly, was now sprawled on the ground.
The other students around him recoiled in shock.
What... What just happened?!
Ugh, argh!
Philip struggled against the force pinning him down, firing off spells in desperation.
What is this...?
Suddenly, I realized I could move freely again.
Damn, that took long enough.
I turned my head sharply at the familiar voice.
At the door stood Lucas, sweeping his long hair back as he snatched a wand from a nearby student.
He climbed the stairs purposefully, pointing the wand at Philips friends.
Wait, hold on!
Boom! Bang!
Lucas unleashed bursts of magic without bothering to aim.
The students who had been standing with Philip screamed and retreated.
Whaagh!
Ahh! Stop!
Ive seen enough of you pretending to take detailed lecture notes. Watching you get smacked around is way more interesting.
Lucass eyes gleamed as he spoke in a sharp, clear voice.
......
It wasnt his words but the tone that struck me.
This wasnt the Lucas from freshman year.
I stood slowly, unable to close my mouth.
What on earth was happening? Was I losing my mind?
Lucas exhaled deeply and glanced at Philip at his feet.
Thud
Gah...!
Despite earlier claiming it was pointless, Lucas kicked Philip and began walking down the stairs.
Scanning the room, his gaze landed on me. His eyebrows rose slightly.
Lucas approached me. Before I could speak, he grabbed my collar.
Not going back, are you?
...!
White light flared in Lucass hand.
The darkness at the edge of my vision cleared in an instant.
***
Ive read it.
p>The unexpected part was that the memory unfolded from Lucass perspective, not Leos.That meant two things:
First, this wasnt a pure memory but a space created by magic.
Second, I succeeded.
Its both.
Considering how I couldnt move at first, it wasnt just spatial magic. It was Leos memory.
The effort of biting into that lemon paid off.
Even though Id blessed it with divine power, it hadnt changed the flavorit took some effort to keep a straight face.
This was like that experimental case from the Round of 64.
Drugs that interfere with someones psyche.
Ordinary people, authorized by the government, use them without divine power. With alcohol, it was easy to approximate the ingredients.
Of course, I couldve used divine power to directly influence Leos mind, but it wouldve been too obvious. Using available materials was better.
Besides, this plays right into Richthofens plans.
Still, I couldnt help but admire the implementation of this memory-sharing space.
Their technique is impeccable.
I liked it.
Theyd achieved something the Empire couldnt accomplish even with billions in funding.
Leos guilt-ridden memories might seem ridiculous, but with the right target and selective memory manipulation, this could sow chaos far more effectively.
Id love to use this on my brother, broadcast it across the country.
Should I try to snag a strand of his hair for this?
Amused by the thought, I checked Leos condition.
Though his magic had started to twist earlier, there was no trace of black magic now.
Leo, flustered, tried to pry my hand away.
W-What, Lucas.
Oh, I was just wondering what kind of awful memory you had. And now, with this.
I chuckled softly and continued.
What exactly upset you so much about this?
......
Right, your standards are always impossibly high. That guilt mustve amplified because you felt uneasy. Thats all. Are we done now?
...You seem to be feeling pretty good.
Once again, I dont see where youre supposed to feel bad here.
It wasnt just my opinion.
If Luca had truly been hurt, I wouldnt have said this.
Luca himself thought it was unexpected for the class president to help him.
Leo seemed fixated on the words, If youre going to be loud, do it outside. But who would interpret that as Go outside and beat him up?
Obviously, it was meant as Stop it.
But Leo overanalyzed it, replayed it hundreds of times, and mixed in Lucas expression, making the misunderstanding worse.
Perfectionists are so tedious.
To others, it wasnt a big deal. But he was tormenting himself because he didnt respond perfectly.
Look, the day before, and after that, I also
Just shut up already.
.
Leo lowered his head, silent for a long moment.
The waves of magic emanating from him gradually stabilized.
Im sorry.
It was obvious he wasnt apologizing for the earlier memory.
His eyes, now sharp as usual, showed he was apologizing for losing his composure. Not that there was any need to.
For what?
Lucas.
Yeah?
Lets go. Unless you have some other plan.
I nodded.
Behind us, Philip clutched his stomach and stood, yelling.
Youyou used magic, nodivine power!
Is that how Philip sounded in your head?
Hed say something like that.
Yeah, it did sound like him.
I slammed my staff into the ground with all my might.
BOOM
The radiant white divine power rippled outward, enveloping everything, including our bodies.
But no cracks appeared.
Usually, thats enough to get us out of here.
Being spatial magic, escaping this place and returning to where we were required breaking the enchantment.
Was there something my magic couldnt overcome?
Leo stood and pulled out his wand.
With my greater magic reserves, it would make more sense for me to handle this. But was he planning to try it himself?
What are you doing?
Getting us out.
How?
Leo smirked like hed been waiting for the question.
No idea.
.
That sounded suspiciously like something Id say.
I watched as Leo pressed the wand against his chest.
The moment I realized what he was doing, my mouth opened in shockthen the world went black.
***
Hah...!
We were back in the same room as before.
I sat bolt upright and immediately spotted Leo, already on his feet.
This bastard...
Hed fired magic into his own core.
As I glared at him, curses practically written across my face, Leo shrugged.
If the field source is my memory, all I had to do was wake up.
.
He wasnt wrong, but hearing it after the fact made it all the more absurd.
Now I understood why Leo had been so resistant earlier.
Id delivered most instructions bluntly, so naturally, he reacted the same way.
Mirror therapy works wonders.
Not that Leo needed therapy.
Regardless, as long as it worked, thats what mattered.
I stood up.
Lets go find Elias.
You have a plan?
Just do what weve been doing.
Wait a second. If its that simple
I extended my wand into a staff and attuned it to the cores flow.
Then, just like before, I slammed it into the ground.
Light spread from the floor to the walls, and four robed figures materialized.
No, materialized wasnt quite rightthey were clearly startled, meaning theyd already been here, hidden by the spatial magic.
Huh?!
What the?!
No wonder.
They mustve been stationed at this original location, never expecting the spatial magic to unravel.
The surprise worked in our favor. Without hesitation, I transformed my wand into a dagger and drove it into the shoulder of the nearest figure.
Thud
Argh!
Since the blade was made of magic, it didnt cause serious physical harm. I only suppressed its power to avoid severing his arm.
Even as he screamed, he wildly fired off magic with his other hand.
There was no time to waste on defense. Shrouded in a magical barrier, I pushed through his attack and plunged my blade into his heart.
At that moment, Leos magic pulled me aside. Regaining my balance, I turned to see one of the robed figures fall to Leos attack.
Watch your back.
I gave a slight nod and scanned the room. Thanks to Leos quick work, three of them were already down.
His skills are as sharp as ever.
If I hadnt brought him along, it wouldve been a mistake.
Even if its just for appearances, having someone like him as my escort is invaluable.
Placing my hand on the wall, I focused.
There was no magical activity outside, but reinforcements from the local militia would arrive soon
We couldnt let that happen.
Im certain now where Muller is.
If I let Richthofen slip away now, it would be a mistake.
And Id just come up with a good idea.
If I could make it seem beneficial for the Emperor on the surface, while secretly aiding the Catacombs, Richthofen could become a valuable piece on my board.
Leo surveyed the area calmly.
Something feels off. Theres no way the Catacombs would create such a sloppy spatial magic setup.
You think its a trap?
Its possible. Without knowing what kind of person Richthofen is, we shouldnt move recklessly.
This sloppy spatial magic was intentionalalmost certainly Richthofens doing.
No. Its fine. Hes on our side.
What?
Before Leo could scold me, I continued, pulling him along.
Lets talk while we work. Did you see the black blood on those militia guys earlier? What do you think it is?
Looks like some half-formed Vitriol to me.
Exactly. Remember when I asked Richthofen for clear orders? Their goal is to capture Nicolaus, even if it means killing you two.
Right. If Mullers really in the Catacombs, hed be with the militia. Probably as their leader.
Smart guy.
I nodded and continued.
Muller was known to oppose Pleroma, but now the entire militia under him is tainted with Vitriol. Why do you think that is?
Leo stroked his chin thoughtfully.
Maybe they were attacked by Pleroma. Promised theyd be freed from Vitriol if they handed you over?
No. Vitriol is a high-grade material reserved for Pleromas elites. They wouldnt waste it like that.
At the mention of Vitriols power, Leos face hardened.
He mustve realized what I was implying.
They made a pact with the Catacombs, didnt they?
Exactly.
Under constant pressure, they probably decided they needed to get strongerfast.
Of course, this insane plan to acquire Vitriol was likely the militias idea, not the Catacombs as a whole.
Now, about Richthofen. He was stalling for time, wasnt he?
Right.
And he knew both our namesLucas Askanian and Narce Farnese. But why did your drug show Leonard Wittelsbachs memory?
If he knew you were Wittelsbach, then he already figured out who Nicolaus is. That leaves only me.
Leos expression hardened as he realized my train of thought.
And one more thing. If he knew our names, why werent they on the alert we saw earlier?
Leo calmly answered.
To hide which of us is Nicolausso Muller couldnt use him as propaganda again.
Exactly. Now, are we teaming up with Richthofen?
No.
Leo looked at me in confusion.
After all this, how could I immediately propose an alliance?
Smirking, I replied,
First, were going to rough him up a bit.
