Genius Wizard Hides His Sword Skills [EN]: Chapter 56

56. Ego

After becoming the leader of the Centripetal Society, Anghel always tried to maintain his composure.

Partly because he was a religious man who wanted to control his mind.

And partly because, as the head of the Centripetal Society, he didn’t want to show a disgraceful appearance.

‘How did this happen…’

However, after meeting the boy before him, Ian, who was called the Herald, it became increasingly difficult to maintain his composure.

“What are all these?”

This time, it was because of the items Ian had taken out of his subspace. Weapons that exuded an extraordinary aura at first glance.

‘I’ve never seen anything like it before.’

Each one was undoubtedly an item with tremendous power.

“Ah, I need to pay back a debt I owe to Anti. I was hoping you could sell these for me.”

Of course, Anghel wasn’t the only one surprised by the sight.

“W-What is that!”

Aiteo, who saw Illimita [a subspace portal] for the first time, was even more amazed.

“Y-You’re going to sell this?”

Admun was jumping up and down at the thought of selling the spoils taken from Kahn’s residence.

“Admun, don’t worry. They’re just insignificant items. I’m just selling them to get something more useful to me.”

Ian dismissed them as insignificant items, even though they radiated tremendous energy just by being near them. Admun eventually nodded.

“Anghel, the Centripetal Society has a lot of stolen goods, right? Items you’ve acquired during your activities.”

At Ian’s words, Anghel nodded.

“Yes. We collect items during our activities, or from those we’ve killed.”

“How do you usually handle those?”

“We mainly commission traveling merchants. They sell items even if the source is unknown.”

“Then, entrust these to them and have them sold. I owe about 600 gold coins. I think these should be worth that much, right?”

It certainly seemed possible at first glance. Even Anghel, who had handled countless stolen goods, thought they looked invaluable.

However, to get the right price, he needed to know their exact value.

“Could you perhaps tell me what functions these have?”

And he vowed not to be surprised anymore.

‘If I can’t maintain my composure any longer, he might think of me as insignificant.’

As the current leader of the Centripetal Society, he couldn’t show such a low-level appearance to the Herald.

“Of course.”

But, didn’t someone say?

“First of all, this is a magic sword called Tyrfing.”

Everyone has a plausible plan, until they get punched in the face.

‘N-No way.’

Anghel’s mouth ended up gaping open again. He had barely managed to maintain his composure when he saw Illimita.

‘…A magic sword?’

The existence of magic swords was only passed down through legends. They were items that could only be encountered in myths.

Clang!

Just hearing the sound of the sword being drawn was enough to know it was no ordinary item.

He had only drawn the sword.

Whooong!

The sword vibrated finely. It felt as if his mind was being sucked in by the vibration.

“Is that really a magic sword?”

“Of course. It’s a shame to sell it, but I have no use for it anyway.”

Ian treated such an item so casually.

“Anghel, have you ever heard of something called Aura?”

“Of course.”

He had read about it in the Centripetal Society’s teachings. It was a type of energy that knights used to wield in the old days. That was why Angelos had told him not to neglect swordsmanship training.

“There’s no one who can use Aura now, but if you borrow the power of these magic swords or holy swords, you can borrow similar power. These kinds of things have grudges of spirits who couldn’t become constellations clinging to them.”

Ian continued, putting the sword back into its sheath.

“This one is a bit stronger than the others, but it drains the user’s life force.”

Anghel couldn’t believe what he was hearing.

‘You can use power similar to Aura?’

It was an absurd idea. The power he had seen in the teachings was a terrifying ability that even mages could easily subdue.

‘If such power actually exists…’

The mere existence of the sword would turn the world upside down.

“Can I get about 1,000 gold coins for this?”

He shook his head urgently.

“1,000 gold coins! If what you just said is true, you must never sell it!”

Anghel shouted in excitement.

“Huh? Why?”

“Because it’s an incredible item! It shouldn’t be revealed to the world, but kept and used by the Herald later…!”

But Anghel couldn’t continue speaking.

“I have a lot of these, you know?”

Ian was taking out countless weapons from his subspace.

‘Huh!’

Anghel’s mouth dropped open several times today. In the end, he had no choice but to agree.

‘…Are those the items that Angelos gave him!’

A being like Angelos would have been able to tell him where those items were.

At that moment, Anghel’s faith in Ian grew even stronger.

* * *

“Hmm. I understand. I’ll put these back in subspace for now.”

Due to Anghel’s repeated persuasion, the weapons were not to be sold.

[Phew. Why would you sell that?]

‘I don’t need to use these anyway.’

[In an era without Aura, how precious are these items? Even Anghel is going crazy looking at them.]

‘Well, if there are any promising kids in the Centripetal Society, I should give them to them.’

Dozens of magic swords and holy swords that he had collected in his previous life. First, he put them back into Illimita’s space.

Instead, Anghel took two items that he said he would sell.

“These are the worst ones I have, but are you sure that’s okay?”

“It’s enough. I can easily get 500 gold coins for either one of them.”

Anghel confidently took the items. One was a bracelet with magic that sped up blood circulation, and the other was an elixir that prevented aging.

“Nobles and prestigious families will go crazy for these. For greedy old nobles, you can name your price.”

Of course, he didn’t need them right now. He was still young, so he wished he could age faster.

“Okay. I hope they sell well.”

“Yes. There won’t be any problems. There will be money left over even after paying the traveling merchant’s fee.”

Anghel put the two items in his arms. A new idea suddenly came to mind.

“Should we run it ourselves?”

“What do you mean?”

“I’m talking about the traveling merchant business. I have a lot of items, and the Centripetal Society gets a lot of stolen goods. Is there any need to give a commission to other guys?”

After all, they were just sales agents. They didn’t play a big role.

‘I don’t want to fatten those guys’ bellies.’

Moreover, the auction house in Dorn that he had met earlier… He didn’t want to give even a little profit to those unscrupulous guys.

Anghel was lost in thought for a moment. Soon, he nodded.

“That makes sense. If you keep selling the items you have now, the commission alone will be enormous. As expected, the Herald is very thoughtful.”

“Okay. Depending on the item, we should apply auction and fixed price methods separately. If word gets out, high-ranking nobles will flock to us.”

“I understand. First, I’ll try it with these two items.”

However, Anghel’s expression soon became serious.

“Um….”

He asked cautiously.

“What should we name it?”

“Hmm…. Call it ‘The Origin House.’ I’ll bring a lot of old items.”

Soon, a traveling merchant that would shake not only Anti but also the continent was born.

* * *

After the field training, life at the Magic Tower was no different. There wasn’t much special about it for us freshmen.

Attending classes every day, doing research, occasionally going out for field training.

‘The training is boring.’

There were no difficult requests like the ones we did in Apate. At that time, it was just misclassified and assigned to freshmen.

“Please fire now!”

So, even now, according to the host’s voice.

Whirr! Paaang!

He was lighting up the banquet hall with fireballs.

“It’s so much easier than what we did in Apate, right?”

Of course, unlike me, who was bored, Drew and the other kids were extremely satisfied. The missions were easy, and they could even enjoy the banquet hall’s dinner.

[Kyah! This is what a freshman should be doing.]

Oberon was giggling at my constipated expression.

‘Even so, isn’t this a bit much? I’ve been shooting fireballs for three days already.’

[Well, it’s literally field training. I guess they just want you to learn the order in which requests are processed.]

As he said, it might be a necessary process for the other kids. For the other kids, that is…….

‘Acting like a clown at this age. It’s too noisy to gather Aura.’

For me, it was just a continuous time of torture.

“Ian! Today is the day we return to the Magic Tower!”

It was the most welcome sound I had heard.

“They said we only need to be at the banquet hall until this morning, right?”

“Yeah. It’s a shame. I could have eaten a lot of delicious food.”

I couldn’t help but rejoice.

“Oh, right! When we go back to Ias today, should we go to the restaurant in the market again? Next week is vacation. We can’t go for two months!”

Drew had already come up with another food to eat.

“Okay. Do as you please. I just need to go back……”

“But, Ian, what are you going to do at home during vacation?”

The first vacation of the Magic Tower that we will finally face.

“I’m going to a place called Ego.”

It was going to be a pretty busy time. There was something he needed to do in advance to go to the Zairo Mountains.

“……Ego? Are you talking about the Ego I know?”

“Yeah. There’s something I need to get there.”

“That’s a very dangerous place! They say humans die as soon as they go there!”

Ego. A region that was called Baryno a thousand years ago.

‘It’s understandable that they misunderstand.’

[Those guys have a bad temper.]

It was a place where half-human, half-beast races lived.

‘I almost died there at first…….’

They were basically hostile to humans, so they wouldn’t leave humans who entered their territory alone.

Moreover, according to what he had heard recently, the relationship between the alien races and humans had become even worse than it was a thousand years ago.

“The races that live there are very scary. What if something happens if you go there? I want to see you for a long time.”

Drew’s worried reaction was natural.

“You want to see me for a long time?”

“Of course! We’re friends.”

His worried expression fueled my playfulness.

‘It would be helpful for this guy to go there too, right?’

[That’s right. Of course, on the premise that you guys are safe.]

Drew Gibson. It was a place that would definitely be helpful to the descendant of Gibson.

“Then let’s go together.”

“……Huh?”

“If you want to see me for that long, you can see me there too.”

“W-What?”