Regressor Of The Fallen Family [EN]: Chapter 467

Luckily, the old Master Mage of Kassel could feel the Emperor changing.

A large-scale magic trap was being prepared in Regal to control the Imperial Army.

The Master Mage was setting up a magic trap. He wanted to know about the Emperor’s army coming closer. But then, something strange happened. The Emperor’s soul was caught in the trap, and it was huge!

‘…The Emperor?’

At first, he thought it was a mistake.

The Master Mage thought, ‘How can the Emperor be so strong?’ He knew the Emperor was only as strong as him before, and only because he was born into a powerful family. How could he become so powerful now?

But as the Imperial Army got closer, the Emperor’s power at its center only grew stronger. He couldn’t ignore it.

‘…Impossible!’

The Master Mage didn’t know what to do.

Should he meet the Emperor in Regal as a friend? Or should he run away from him?

‘If we meet, there’s no escape.’

He didn’t know how, but the Emperor had become much, much stronger, very quickly.

‘8th Class… Could he be even stronger than that? No, it can’t be. That’s…’

His hands started to shake. He tried to stop them, but they wouldn’t listen. A cold feeling spread through his chest.

He thought about the old feud between the Imperial Family and the Kassel Magic Tower.

‘…As things stand, I have to scrap all existing plans.’

He had planned to take advantage of the Empire’s problems, control the Empire’s best soldiers, and then defeat McLaine and take over the Empire. He had given the Emperor the final power, but secretly planned to change things later.

He thought he could do it easily.

But now, it was hopeless.

All the magic tricks he was so proud of were useless now. The Emperor was just too powerful.

‘If I tried such a trick, I’d be finished immediately.’

The Emperor hadn’t done anything, but he felt like a knife was at his throat.

In the end, the Master Mage had to give in.

“The elders and I will leave. You stay and follow the Emperor’s orders.”

“…Yes?”

He didn’t explain to his subordinate.

He would find out what was happening later, but for now…

‘The Emperor is the strongest on the continent.’

So, he would just wait quietly and carefully.

And he had a plan.

“Just remind them of the promise to capture Logan McLaine and hand him over to us.”

“…Yes, Master Mage.”

A promise was powerful. The Emperor couldn’t ignore it, especially since it was a clear promise.

Thinking that, the Master Mage left Regal.

Later, news arrived that the soldiers who had reminded the Emperor of the promise after the control of the Imperial Army were all killed.

Along with the news that even the spies in the Imperial Army had been killed.

* * *

“The Emperor, has he truly gone mad…?”

Magic works because mages use their will to control nature’s power, called mana. They do this by speaking special words.

So, a promise was very important.

The reason why even the most talented mage, who lies easily, cannot become a great mage is because if a mage’s words are lies, their magic gets weaker. And the more powerful they become, the more lies hurt their magic.

This was not just a guess, but a proven fact. Even he, a great mage, would not be able to use 7th circle magic for a while if he broke a promise with tricks.

The Imperial Family, which had always had great mages like the Kassel Magic Tower, would know this.

But now, the Emperor had even killed the messengers.

He had broken the alliance’s promise to conquer McLaine in the worst way possible.

A smart and powerful mage would always want to become even stronger in the future. So, the Emperor’s actions meant only two things.

Either the Emperor had truly gone mad.

“…Or he has become like a god and can control nature’s power with his will alone.”

The old man’s eyebrows moved as he said this. Even as he tried to deny it, he knew it was likely.

The worst thing he could imagine had happened.

And then, the old man was sure.

“…McLaine is finished.”

This was not good at all.

The old man knew that meeting the Emperor again was like killing himself.

‘To go to such extremes means that the Emperor has no intention of letting Logan McLaine live.’

The one who changes fate was needed for His coming.

But because the side he had supported to keep balance had become too strong, there might be a problem with the sacrifice.

“Ummm.”

The old man closed his eyes and tried to guess what would happen in the war.

The fully controlled, fearless troops of the Empire would attack Ruspelheim, and the Emperor would cast great magic spells that would turn the world upside down.

Could he secretly take the sacrifice, the Aura Master, in the meantime?

“…There’s no answer.”

It was a bad situation that made him sigh, but he couldn’t give up.

‘I’ll find a way to take Logan McLaine.’

With that thought, the old man went secretly to Ruspelheim with the remaining four elders, wearing black robes.

* * * On the day of the big battle.

The old man waited far away, so he wouldn’t be sensed by a god-like being, waiting for the war to get worse.

‘As an Aura Master, he won’t be defeated so easily. I’ll aim for that gap.’

Logan McLaine, as long as the sacrifice’s life is safe.

The old man watched the battlefield closely.

Then, just as he was about to smile, thinking that he might be the most nervous person on the battlefield, he was surprised by the war, which was going in a completely different way than he had expected.

The Emperor had cast magic of nearly 9th class.

Moreover, Logan McLaine, whose power had suddenly grown, not only stopped the magic, but even used their control magic in reverse.

Then, another 9th class magic hit the Imperial Army, and soon, from the walls where the Emperor had started to act, a cold golden light shot up as if to split the sky and earth in half.

Rumble!

The storm that followed was weak compared to what happened before.

“T-This is…”

It was already hard to find a time to step in.

Their magic was being used in reverse, Logan McLaine was acting as if he had become a god, and the results were very different from what he had expected.

Every scene on the battlefield was changing the old man’s understanding.

“M-Master Mage. I-Is that possible?”

“Heh. Hee hee…”

Maybe it was because it was so strange.

His mind went blank for a moment, and he couldn’t think of anything.

However, even then, he felt something.

It was possible because he was a great mage who dealt with space and soul. He sensed that space had been connected for a moment from the center of the battlefield to a place not far from here.

‘The Emperor…’

At that moment, another idea came to the old man’s mind.

– Powerful families carry karma in their blood. This karma can become like stairs, leading to god-like power. The descendants should prepare the noble bloodline as a divine body and place it at the end of the tower of spirit and flesh built up. Then…

Another possibility came from the prophecy that came to mind again.

The best of the noble bloodline.

Baros, from the Emperor’s family, was supposed to become a ‘divine body’. But the Master Mage thought, ‘The Emperor is much stronger now, almost like a god himself! His body would be much better!’

‘With that level of body, He might come even without using Logan McLaine as a sacrifice.’

Of course, that thought came to mind.

Of course, controlling a god-like being was impossible with his current power, the Kassel Magic Tower, but the situation was perfect.

The Emperor had a weakness because he was now a 9th class mage. Also, the Emperor had been greatly injured in the final fight.

Above all.

‘It is impossible to capture Logan McLaine with our current power.’

To capture and sacrifice an Aura Master who has the power of extreme compatibility and has now become like a god?

That seemed impossible.

Of course, he couldn’t give up.

‘Everything was happening as the prophecy said: the gods were leaving, the ‘one who changes fate’ had appeared, and the world was in chaos.’

Everything matched the prophecy, except that the one who changes fate was the strongest Aura Master on the continent.

“No matter how I think about it… an opportunity like this will never come again.”

“Yes?”

“…Follow me. We’re going to capture the Emperor.”

“Yes!?”

“M-Master Mage? What are you saying…!”

“It’s impossible!”

“It’s too much!”

The elders, wearing black robes, all shouted.

It was something that would have been impossible in normal times. All of them were brainwashed to always listen to the Master Mage.

But the Emperor’s actions on the battlefield were so shocking that it broke that brainwashing.

‘No, that’s not it. They just think it’s a good idea.’

The 6th class mages were trembling inside the magic barrier that hid them, far away from the battlefield, in a situation that was like his own a little while ago.

The Master Mage shook his head nervously, as if seeing himself in that scene.

“I’m going ahead. Follow me.”

“…Yes.”

The old man with a heavy look, followed by black robes with an even heavier feeling, followed like ghosts.

And surprisingly, the Master Mage’s adventure worked much better than he thought it would.

“Oh, Zivrik! He is still watching over us! Haha!”

In the forest not far from Ruspelheim, the Master Mage laughed. He had found the Emperor, collapsed and unconscious, spitting blood.

Also, the power of the soul, which had felt so great that it was almost impossible to understand, was much weaker, no longer like a demigod.

He had no idea what had happened, but one thing was certain.

A huge soul with holes here and there.

‘The soul is badly wounded.’

Maybe that was why the level had dropped by one stage.

But even so, he was still at the 8th class level, and he was the Emperor of the Empire.

There seemed to be no body more suitable as a divine body.

And above all.

“With that level of soul wound, there’s no way he can wake up! Hahaha!”

How could he not laugh when a perfect body had appeared that didn’t even need to use brainwashing magic on him!

“We’re taking the Emperor to that place. And we’re going to make the ritual bigger and stronger.”

“Yes?”

“But what about the one who changes fate?”

“I have a way to trick him into coming.”

Tricking, not capturing.

Now that a better body had been prepared, all that was needed was for Logan McLaine to be there when the ritual was performed.

‘The scale of the sacrifice is much larger than I thought. So much power must have gathered at the ‘altar’, so even an Aura Master won’t be able to escape.’

The moment he saw the fallen Emperor, the Master Mage had already planned it in his head.

“All of this is proof that He is watching over us.”

His soul was joyful, and his voice trembled.

“…Yes?”

Whether his subordinate understood or not, the Master Mage truly thought so.

The Imperial Family, which the previous Master Mages had thought was the best of the noble bloodline, and the Emperor, who was the best of them all. He had even obtained the 8th class, which had been the standard for great mages even in ancient times, as a divine body.

To be able to use the Emperor, who would have been impossible under normal circumstances, as a divine body, even a superhuman who was far stronger than previous ones.

“Zivrik is watching over us! He wants this to happen!”

The Master Mage’s voice, shouting with joy, echoed for a long time in the quiet forest. But in the shadows, something else was watching too.