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Return of The 8th Class Mage (Web Novel) - Chapter 139: The Power of the Language (2)
Chapter 139: The Power of the Language (2)
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In fact, that was how it was.
The beginning was like ‘unyielding pride’.
The ten days that it took Fran to master the techniques of magic was what Ian wanted to go after. By mastering the power of the language, Ian wanted to prove that he wasn’t any lesser than him. Not because it was driven by anyone else, but his own misguided pride was the reason.
“Phew!”
However, when he started, even his mindset has changed. Instead of mastering it quickly, the thought of mastering it perfectly came over him. It was different in many ways from learning by just scratching the surface.
(Overturn it.)
The prairie that spread out to all directions.
Ian ordered, looking around that space. Then strange things took place. There appeared a big hole in the middle of the prairie. Furthermore, everything was being sucked up into the hole. All sorts of weeds, soil, stones, clouds, and even the sky, the space, itself, was being sucked up.
“Yee-yap…!”
Ian raised the top of his left wrist towards the sky after bending it into L-shape. Then the hole that sucked up everything got moved to a high spot in the sky. That was, in the middle of the darkness as even the sky had been sucked up.
“Pa-at!”
Out of the hole that was levitating in the sky, everything of the space that had been sucked up began to spew out.
To be precise, the ground, soil, stones, dust, wild weeds, trees, clouds, air. Every element was returned to its own place. Instantly, it was as if everything that was sucked up went back to their rightful places like before. If there was a problem, it was only that everything was in the complete opposite position.
Where the clouds and sky were there was now soil and wild weeds, and where the soil and wild weeds were it was now filled with the sky and the clouds. It was like the heaven and earth switched their places.
(Disappear.)
The world that has been turned upside down, that’s where Ian stood alone. When he recited, the world returned to its original state as if nothing had happened.
“Phewww…”
Ian brought his irregular breathing back to order. At the same time, he felt an enormous feeling of euphoria. It was as if he has taken a dream pill. It was always like this after having mastered the power of the language in perfection.
‘For some reason, the more it is used……’
He felt as if he was getting addicted to that perfect and magical authority of the power of the language. No, it would not be inappropriate to say that he has already been addicted.
“That’s great progress.”
That’s when Fran’s voice was heard. Ian, too, sensed his approach. The approach which he would not have been able to sense in ordinary times. However, it was different from this point on.
“Has everything gone alright?”
Ian asked, having recalled all of his energy.
“Don’t even mention it.”
Has he been waiting for that question? Ian heard Fran’s deflated voice.
“Have you failed?”
“That’s right. It was another failure. Again!”
As soon as the power of the language was systematized, he has begun to train the people who he had already selected. He wanted to train the righteous and good people with the power of the language and name them as the designated protectors, and it was just before that grand plan was to be realized. No, he thought it was just before it could be realized.
“It seems that being in the body of a human has some limitations.”
Fran murmured with a sigh in his voice.
He began to speak as he looked at Ian.
“Mine and your body seem to have been special. I mean, it may have been possible for you, Ian, because you are a person from the heaven. I…I, too, seem to be a strange one as well.”
“Of course, that’s the case. It is not an ordinary power, is it?”
It was a conclusion that Ian had already anticipated. Hence, wouldn’t the next turn be the dragons? Soon, his focus and heart would turn to the dragons, an outside race. Probably, not much time was likely to have been remaining.
“Yet, there were people who were able to learn those techniques of magic. As you’ve indicated… that 1st class? 2nd class? They could only perform at those levels though.”
That was obvious. Even in Ian’s world in which nurturing sorcerers has been systematized, weren’t most of them 1st class and 2nd class sorcerers? Furthermore, it wasn’t even worth mentioning it, especially if it was in this world.
“It seems that I have to find a replacement person.”
Fran murmured as if he was talking to himself. Of course, it really wasn’t just talking to himself.
“A being that has the power to harness the power of the language, not vicious like the ordinary beast, or the being that has either equivalent or higher level of intelligence than humans……”
They were truly difficult conditions. Even Ian, who knew the answer, shook his head. The character that could be responsible for humanity’s end. Have the dragons possessed such character? Based on Ian’s memory.
‘That certainly wasn’t so.’
It was certainly so. However, it was a thing far in the future. In this world, it might be different.
“I did meet a flock of such beings this time around, and they seem to satisfy many of the requirements. They are dragons, and they are like large lizards. In other words, they may be referred to as large lizards with wings.”
‘The large lizards with wings.’
That nickname seemed to have a very long history behind it.
“They were incredible beings. Being all alone in the world, it was in charge of tens and thousands of gargoyles.”
A dragon was a being with near perfect physical characteristics, and as such, it would easily handle tens of thousands of them. The issue was that the number of gargoyles would very well exceed tens of thousands.
“Was there such a life form in the world?”
Ian asked, pretending to not know it.
“I, too, just saw them not too long ago. I’ve heard that they normally live in hiding by forming a nest, up high, in a high mountain range. They didn’t normally get interested in what was going on at the bottom of the mountain range, but I guess the beasts’ mating season must have been quite intense this time around. Thus, the effects of its aftermath have reached that high of a place.”
It appeared that those beings, the dragon race, must have been well thought of by Fran. It was possible that he taught them the power of the language as they were well accepted by Fran.
“Ah, I even shared a conversation with their so called the leader.”
“How was it?”
“He was someone that I could converse with.”
Fran replied with a delightful smile. However, adding a bit at the end, his smile faded.
“It’s only that their perspective on us, humans… is a somewhat, subtly different. Well, it was just a bit of difference in their perspective so there wasn’t much of an issue. By learning, explaining, and compromising as time goes, it should be just fine. It is nothing.”
Fran said as if it was nothing. However, Ian saw it right through it. It was a privilege of someone coming from the future. As Fran has said, it was just a ‘slight difference’ in perspectives. That difference would, no doubt, grow unmanageably bigger.
In the end, the history would flow as it was intended to.
“I’m sure that you’ll resolve it without any issues.”
“Of course. Isn’t it the last duty of mine?”
However, what Ian said was different than what he was thinking. Whether it was magical illusion or reality, he didn’t want to affect the grand scheme of how it was supposed to flow.
“By the way, I can’t believe it no matter what. This is the first time a being, other than me, commands the power of the language. Although I did teach it, how would I put it. Hmmm…”
Fran fell into a thought as he scanned up and down at Ian. Was it because it was a new kind of feeling, as such, it was difficult to describe it.
“Are you getting anxious?”
However, Ian felt that he knew what Fran was feeling at this time.
“Anxious?”
“With your entire being.”
“Hm. It does feel something like that……”
“Would you like to spar with me once?”
It was Ian’s unexpected proposal, and that proposal encouraged Fran’s new emotion just the right amount. That’s what it was.
Fran wanted to test Ian in a battle. He wanted to have a formal spar with Ian Page, who was the first ‘equal’ being that Fran has met since he was born, another human who had mastered the power of the language, the helper that was sent by the heavens.
“Would you really be OK with that?”
“I don’t think this is the time to worry about me.”
Ian immediately distanced himself from Fran. It was almost like teleportation. Furthermore, he even gathered the mana together. He has perfectly come to a warlike posture. In fact, it was same for Ian. That was, to have an equal ever since he had mastered the power.
“It was also what I wanted as well.”
In the condition of the equal powers. He wanted to engage in a spar in such a condition. It was different from a simple unwillingness to acknowledge defeat or a game. Through this battle, many things could be determined.
‘The dragon of my time, and Fran Page’s spiritual bodies.’
The beings with incredible strengths. Has the gap with them been narrowed. Or how far ahead of them has he advanced. Those things could be determined.
“…I’ve felt it from the very first moment we’ve met.”
Fran has also decided. He was similar with Ian, yet different. Instead of gathering mana, he has neatly collected mana. The bodily mana has become calm as a lake.
“It felt familiar for some reason. I thought that, perhaps, I might feel this way if and when meeting someone who was a distant member of the same bloodline.”
Although not sure about Fran. Ian, too, did not want to accept it. The two were related as father and son. There would be no other way, but to be pulled towards each other.
“But now, you are even reading my mind very clearly. The saying, the world above sees the world below in a single view, seems quite correct.”
Fran has made a decision in his own way. That decision was like a ‘signal’. The signal that pronounced the coming clash of two great ships.
Booo-wooooong……!
The two men sufficiently distanced from each other. And there blew a chilling wind between them. The two did not show even any minute movements. However, what was not moving was only their bodies. Their heads were spinning ever quicker than before. The unfolding energies also painted a map of hell.
(Explode.)
(Blow with rage.)
(Swallow up everything.)
(Demolish into million pieces.)
(Strike without mercy.)
(Bound tightly.)
(Grow acutely.)
(Turn the tide.)
The commands that were issued by the power of the language.
(O, the ice fire.)
(O, dark fire.)
(O, the gust wind of desert.)
(O, the thunder and lightning of punishment.)
(O, the mother of prairie.)
(O, the light that chases away darkness.)
(O, the light that devours darkness.)
And there came, rushing, the nature’s executioners that carried out the commands. It was truly a non-stop battle of numbers, and the aftereffects from those offensive and defensive moves created a great big mess, all around. Was it acceptable to create such great scars on the earth as if everything was being demolished.
“Cough……!”
Fran was the first to recognize the end of the battle. He spewed black blood out of his mouth. Even though it was for a short time, it was the aftereffects of consuming incredible amount of internal energy and physical stamina.
‘I’m a bit stronger.’
Ian felt confident after seeing Fran that way. Ian was still at ease. It was the same for internal energy and physical stamina, as well.
‘Assessing the situation.’
He felt he could surely defeat Fran. The man who called himself the protector of the humanity. Fran Page who was from many thousands of years ago. He was certain that this meant a great deal.
‘There was no longer a need to fear the dragons.’
Also, Ian could somehow defeat Fran Page, who exists in the original time frame, and even the spiritual bodies that could not be trusted.
‘He thought that he could control me.’
As to why Fran showed the ‘magical illusion’ of the past. Or, allowed Ian to experience the ‘truth’. Ian could roughly hypothesize as to why. First, it was to inherit the power that would help him reclaim his physical body and to inherit that power from himself of the past.
‘Though I’m not sure what other schemes he has planned.’
Furthermore, it seemed that he wanted Ian to empathize with him. The him of the past, who worked hard as the protector. The thought, principle, idealism, great cause, greed, and even the inappropriate relationships with the dragons.
‘You’ve made a mistake.’
However, Ian was certain if he had truly made such a plan, and if he has been sent to this past for that reason, a great mistake had been made.
‘ ‘I’m not that kind of a person.’
Ian knew himself very well. He could never become a hero. He didn’t even have that kind of mindset, or a cause. He had only one thing that he had wished for.
‘That I and my surroundings would live a thousand years in peace.’
That small, yet difficult dream was Ian’s mindset, cause, and idealism. Only for achieving that dream, he grew tirelessly stronger, protected the cities and the empire, and rushed into dangerous battles without hesitating. Wasn’t the power that he had being wasted? Was that the only kind of man he would turn out to be? Well, Ian had never thought of it that way.
‘Because this is me, all of Ian Page.’
Ian spewed out the ‘verbal spirits’ that he has been mastering. It was none other than ‘mouth’. The countless number of mouths has embroidered everywhere.
Unlike the other existing magics, it, very much so, did not seem pleasant. In fact, it brought about fear and distaste that it mimicked exactly like the devil.
“Aaaht?!”
However, having confronted it in person, Fran felt differently. Rather than the weirdness of the situation, he assessed its power. As a result, he immediately learned the identity of the mouths.
“What, when did he garner such power……?”
Even before Fran was able to counter, the countless number of mouths began to make noises individually. It was certain that the voices weren’t ordinary. That was because every individual voice was all ‘power of the language’.
“Krrr……!”
Ian was no longer alone. He has extended the power of the language with the countless number of the mouths. The authority that would overpower even the Fran of the past. The end has come under that power.
Kwaaa-chaaang-chaaang-!
The place of the battle, which has been a mess, broke apart as if the space itself was breaking like glasses, or as if to throw out the old dry scale. Then astonishingly, everything returned to the original state. That was, like in the shape of things before the two destructive men had engaged in a battle.
“Hugh! Huugh! Hugh……!”
Everything came to an end. Fran was no longer able to wield his power. Of course, Ian, too, was pushed to the limit. However, he had a little bit of power left.
“I, I lost.”
It was Ian’s victory.
“……”
Ian removed all the energies. Standing still, he looked onto his hands. The power that he could not even fathom himself. That was the power that Ian needed.
‘For the purpose of achieving my goal.’
Ian’s goal seemed small. However, an incredible amount of power was required in order to achieve that goal. What was the thing that was threatening the peace around Ian? Weren’t they the dragon, and Fran Page, the first sorcerer?
So, in order to achieve that small goal, Ian had to perform the most difficult task.
‘To the highest point.’
To rise as the top predator in the food chain and rule as no dragon, or even the first sorcerer could. So they would not even dare to look.
‘I’ll rule.’
Just a few seconds ago.
The moment when Fran acknowledged his defeat.
Ian had reached the top.
