Chapter 101
Chapter 101
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Translator: Ryuma
Chapter: 101
Chapter Title: Became a Magic Genius with Korean Patch
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The village where the Silvermont mages resided appeared to be a small mountain hamlet at first glance, but as a place inhabited by highly skilled mages, its perimeter defenses were far more robust than those of an ordinary village.
"Hm? What's that?"
A mage standing guard on the outskirts of the village spotted unusual movement.
In the pitch-black forest shrouded in deep darkness, a group even darker than the surrounding shadows was advancing.
"This... I should report it..."
The movement was suspicious enough for anyone to notice, so the mage immediately prepared a spell to send a report.
But in that moment, his eyes met those of one in the black group.
And from the hand of the one who spotted the guarding mage, a silver light flashed briefly.
"That's... Silver Flame?"
It was the signature of Silvermont's secret magic, all too familiar to the mage.
The moment he saw it, the mage involuntarily froze.
[Mage Incinerated]
Psssh!
That became the last sight for the mage on guard duty.
A spark of Silver Flame had flown to his side in an instant and burned him to ash.
Thus, the wave of black figures darker than the night advanced silently toward the mountain village.
"...What is it?"
After conversing with Mirna,
Jeon, who had just arrived at his lodging, sensed an eerie chill.
It was a vague, unsettling feeling he couldn't quite pinpoint, so he tilted his head and activated his golden eyes just in case.
With his golden eyes active, revealing mana flows invisible to the naked eye, a flood of information poured into Jeon's vision.
"This is..."
The immediate surroundings looked much the same as usual.
But at a short distance away, a massive clump of mana, far larger than the ambient flows, entered his sight.
In the moonless, pitch-black night, he spotted the black group arriving at the village outskirts.
And the dense, potent mana emanating from the black group flowed into his mind through his eyes.
"...What the hell!"
Realizing the gravity instantly, Jeon spun on his heel from the lodging entrance and dashed toward the village outskirts.
"Everyone, wake up! We're under attack!"
Silver Flame
Illuminating the surroundings
Fwoosh! Fwoosh! Fwoooosh!
To alert the others, he shouted while lighting up the area with Silver Flame.
"...What? What's going on?"
"Intruders?"
"Ugh... What is it in the middle of the night...?"
The first to react to the sudden commotion were those who hadn't slept yet or were only lightly dozing.
By the time they opened their doors amid the uproar and stepped outside, Jeon had already confronted the black group.
Boooom! Boooom!
The spells Jeon unleashed as he charged slammed down on the black group.
But they didn't stand idle either.
Flash!
The black-robed figures simultaneously fired spells at Jeon.
Black lightning bolts shot toward him with piercing force.
-Kyaaang!
Silver burst from Jeon's bosom and blocked all the black lightning.
"Who the hell are you guys?"
After a light exchange, Jeon shouted at the black group.
-......
But they didn't answer.
They simply pressed forward toward the village at the same pace.
'Damn it.'
He'd thrown out the words hoping to buy even a little time, but they showed no sign of responding.
So Jeon drew Lunareike and channeled all his mana.
Pzzt! Pzzzt!
A spear of white lightning, enhanced with goblin magic, shot toward the black group.
Rumble!
With a thunderclap, the white lightning spear pierced straight through a black knight who tried to block it with a shield.
Without losing momentum, it began skewering knights and mages alike indiscriminately.
-You... bastard...!
Kabal in the center of the group reacted to the familiar spell.
Fwoooosh!
Silver Flame erupted, clashing head-on with the rampaging white lightning spear.
Booooom!
Despite rising without preparation, the Silver Flame blocked the spear, exploding and canceling each other out.
But Jeon focused more on the identity of the Silver Flame that had countered his spell than on his own being blocked.
"...Silver Flame?"
-I'll kill you!
While Jeon reacted with doubt, Kabal, the one who summoned the Silver Flame, responded with certainty.
He broke from the group and charged straight at Jeon.
"What the rush?"
Stunned by Kabal charging the moment their eyes met, Jeon still cast a spell.
Pzzt! Pzzzt!
Instantly formed white lightning extended, morphing into a net.
The goblin magic shifted form with natural ease.
'It's definitely smoother since getting the golden eyes.'
His proficiency now rivaled Zarka, the original user.
-You bastard!
Kabal tore through the enveloping net of white lightning with Silver Flame from his entire body and charged Jeon in that state.
"Enhance, Haste."
But Jeon was prepared too.
Boosting his physical abilities with two rune spells, he retreated while sharpening the fragments of the shredded white lightning and unleashing them at Kabal's back.
Kaboom!
Caught off guard, Kabal's body was pierced by the barrage of lightning blades.
Yet he didn't fall, glaring at Jeon with unwavering eyes.
-Hand over what you took!
Ssssh.
Even pierced, Kabal roared in fury, and his black body regenerated the wounds in an instant.
'...Undead?'
From sensing their auras via golden eyes, he'd known they wouldn't be easy, but the encroaching black group seemed like the 'undead' from his past life's game—hard to kill permanently.
'This is a headache.'
To fully defeat them, he'd need to find and eliminate their mana source.
So while pelting the charging Kabal and the group heading for the village with spells, Jeon drew more on the golden energy from Ann.
This allowed him to detect a presence amid the rippling black mist around the group.
"Found you."
Rumble!
Pinpointing the location, Jeon hurled a white lightning spear into the black mist.
With a thunderous roar, it plunged inside.
And moments later...
"Ho."
Kan emerged from the mist with a surprised expression, as if he hadn't expected his position to be revealed.
In his hand dangled the white lightning spear that had entered with such fanfare, casually gripped.
"To detect my position... Unexpected."
Pzzt!
With a slight squeeze, Kan dispersed the spear and faced Jeon.
'...Is he even human?'
Facing Kan, Jeon felt a paralyzing pressure.
Even with golden eyes active, Kan's presence was absurdly immense.
'Vallak... no, even beyond that?'
Comparing to Vallak from the Awakening Gate, it was no less, sending chills down Jeon's spine.
Meanwhile, the black group continued invading the village.
Grit.
Jeon clenched his teeth, shaking off the creeping fear.
"Jeon, sorry for leaving you to hold them off alone."
And at that moment,
Countless silver petals fluttered down from the sky.
The area was enveloped in silvery-white mana.
"...Mana Field?"
A faint floral scent seemed to emanate from the filled mana, and the slowly descending petals turned into daggers raining down on the black group.
Boom! Boom! Boooom!
Just falling petals packed the power of carpet bombing.
"Lady Mirna!"
"Looks like I made it in time."
Mirna had arrived at the outskirts and stood beside Jeon.
Her gaze was also fixed on Kan.
"An apostle of the Ruin Church."
"Then you must be the last great mage of the Silvermont mages."
A tense air flowed between the two who recognized each other.
Yet even amid this, the half-destroyed black group regenerated their broken bodies and rose.
-Mir...na!
Among them, Kabal spasmed upon spotting Mirna alongside Jeon.
"Lady Mirna!"
"Lord Jeon!"
"What the hell is going on?!"
The villagers arrived in a rush belatedly.
Naturally, the black group led by Kan faced off against the Silvermont mages led by Jeon and Mirna.
"Hm, this is interesting."
The plan had been a sudden raid to take out half the Silvermont mages from the start.
But Jeon spotting and blocking them early derailed Kan's scheme from the outset.
Rather than annoyed, Kan felt intrigued.
"Kabal, you know them?"
-Yes...!
"Good."
Snap!
Kan snapped his fingers in the air upon Kabal's reply.
The surrounding black mist lifted Kabal's body into the air beside him.
"Shall we fight in similar formations?"
In the now evenly matched standoff, Kan smirked playfully.
Mirna, who had shown only gentle demeanor until now, furrowed her brow slightly.
"Insolent apostle."
"Heh, whether it's insolence or confidence, we'll see when we clash."
As the leaders exchanged light words,
the black group and Silvermont mages collided.
First to move, excluding Jeon and Mirna, were the other Silvermont mages.
Silver Flame-wreathed spells poured toward the black group, blocked by frontline knights' shields.
In turn, the rear black mages fired spells, countered by Risar and the battle mages stepping forward.
"Good, the underlings seem evenly matched."
Watching, Kan nodded as if satisfied.
Then he turned his gaze to Jeon and Mirna.
"Now, let's see the gap in our levels."
Whoooosh!
With his words, black energy spread like a mana field around him.
Unlike Mirna's faintly floral field, his black mist carried a chilling aura, making Jeon grimace involuntarily.
'It's... different from a normal mana field.'
Mana fields inevitably clashed when overlapping.
But Kan's black mist settled within Mirna's without pushing or being repelled.
"Jeon, this isn't an ordinary foe. You might have to risk your life."
"I know."
"...Sorry for keeping you here so long."
Mirna, sensing Kan's extraordinary skill, apologized to Jeon.
But Jeon shook his head firmly.
"It's fine. They'll be the ones losing here."
Fear lingered, but Jeon answered confidently.
It was necessary to stay unbroken, and he knew starting with defeat in mind doomed even winnable fights.
"Ha... hahaha, hahahaha! I like your confidence. Let's see if your skill matches."
Hearing Jeon, Kan burst into laughter and thrust his hand toward the two.