The Reincarnated Archmage’s Journey Chapter 105 : The Person I Had Been Waiting For (1)

Chapter 105: The Person I Had Been Waiting For (1)

“‘Could it be that Artel was actually not a Double Caster, but a Flewd Elentalist?’ I did think that.”

“Through the two family heads who lost their mories? But right after that incident, didn’t the Headmaster say that if the guess was correct, then no matter what we did, he would be a student we couldn’t expel?”

From Forr’s standpoint, he did not know how that could serve as any kind of clue.

Only now had he found the proper chance to ask.

“That’s right. But…… the identity I had predicted for Artel was only that he was so kind of surviving mber of the Emt Family we hadn’t identified. There are drugs that erase mories. And in order to solve the problem of being unable to manifest high-circle magic, potion-making thods were highly developed within the Emt Family.”

To the Sculptor, each and every Flewd Elentalist was extrely valuable.

That was why he beca convinced that Artel was a Flewd Elentalist and thought of getting him up to 6th Class as quickly as possible.

Naturally, after that, expelling him and reuniting him with Vise, who had been the head of the Emt Family in the Underworld, was Etar’s final goal.

The reason he had insisted on pushing him up to 6th Class in the first place was that if he were a mber of the Emt Family and a Flewd Elentalist, he would be able to rise without much difficulty.

The fact that he had risen so easily was proof that he was a Flewd Elentalist.

And yet, that Artel turned out to be his own master, Archis Eir.

The shock did not end there.

Since the student called Banshi was also a Flewd Elentalist, he began to grow curious about her identity as well.

‘Could it be that the little girl Alfric said he saved 250 years ago was Banshi?’

Etar had that thought instinctively.

“Forr, take out Banshi’s and Artel’s admission certificates again.”

“Ah, yes.”

Etar examined Banshi’s admission certificate particularly closely.

But in her case, the information was far too lacking.

Normally, for students entering the school, details were written down carefully—whether they were from an orphanage, and if so, through what circumstances they had entered that orphanage, and so on.

Only Banshi had all such records completely missing.

Thanks to Banshi, he knew that the 5th Class Artel was Archis Eir.

However, Etar was curious whether Banshi’s admission into this school had been part of Archis Eir’s plan, and whether she had known of Archis Eir’s survival even before entering.

He could not believe it was re coincidence.

“The records for student Banshi are far too sparse. Do you know how she entered my school?”

“I understand she entered through an orphanage during the orphanage admission test.”

“Then why is there no record at all?”

“She said she wasn’t originally an orphan. On the very day the admission test took place, she ca to the orphanage, and through the test, entered the school imdiately.”

Then it ant she had moved deliberately.

‘I’m curious, but…… there’s no way for to find out. I’ll have to et Archis-nim and ask him directly.’

In any case, he was soone Etar would be eting soon.

This was not a ti when he could afford to waste ti on unnecessary things, so Etar decided to let it pass for now and asked sothing else.

“How much ti is left until the 5th Class student ability evaluation?”

“Vacation starts tomorrow, so just under six months.”

“Two months have already passed.”

Lately, Etar had begun to feel ti passing quickly.

It was from the mont he learned of the existence of the student nad Artel.

No, now that he was the very master Etar had so desperately wanted to et, the remaining six months might even feel a little long.

The more one waited for a long-anticipated day, the slower ti tended to feel due to excitent.

“It looks like we’ll need to drag things out for six months. How about you go down to the Underworld during that ti and deal with the Royal Guard together with Rezi and Vise? As a way to buy ti.”

The Royal Guard was constantly looking for an opportunity to enter this branch school.

So the plan was to deliberately stir up small conflicts in the Underworld and take away that leeway.

Of course, another reason was that they could not create more victims from the Emt Family.

There was also the issue that even completely unrelated students at this school could end up being hard.

But for Etar as he was now, there was a more personal reason than that. It was to buy ti to et his master.

After miraculously reuniting with his master after 300 years, he wanted to et him in person and calmly convey everything that had happened in the anti.

“……Pardon? You’ve learned that student Artel is Archis-nim, whom you have searched for so desperately, and yet you’re not going to go et him right away?”

Forr reacted with so confusion at the instruction to head to the Underworld imdiately.

“There are enemies inside this school as well. If we move the mont we learn his identity, it will only plant a motive for bold decisive action in that Tyrant bastard as well. He’s sharp. He could mobilize everything and crash straight into this school.”

“Ah, that’s what you ant……. Understood.”

“Put this note back where it originally was.”

“Understood.”

“Take Sparkle with you as well. She was dismissed from her professor position anyway and has been idle. This works out nicely. Sparkle can be Rezi’s private tutor.”

Sparkle had shown signs of going out of control during the last interview with student Banshi, and as punishnt, she had been removed from her professor position.

Sparkle had cried bitterly, but Etar had coldly refused to reverse the decision.

“Is Sparkle…… really necessary?”

Forr hesitated slightly.

That was because Sparkle was a mage who was notoriously difficult to control.

“Tell her it’s an order I gave while angry. She’s a Sculptor anyway. And she needs to learn what the world is really like. She’s been living inside a well all this ti, hasn’t she?”

What Etar ant by the reality of the world was the Draco Family and their subordinates, with whom they would soon be engaging in all-out war.

It was to instill a sense of reality in Sparkle as well, who had never clashed with them directly.

Moreover, when Etar got angry, no matter how much of a tomboy Sparkle was, she would bend her stubbornness, so there was no problem.

“Understood.”

As Forr rose from his seat like that, Etar asked him one thing.

“Isn’t it fortunate?”

“What…… do you an?”

“You told before, didn’t you. Artel…… no, now it’s him. You asked what we would do if he turned out to be a student who didn’t live up to our expectations.”

“Ha ha…….”

Forr laughed awkwardly.

Who could have known that, far from expectations, his identity would deliver a shock so great it felt like one’s brain cells might stop altogether?

“I suppose my eye for judging people is poor. This is why I hate this damned black color. To think that just because the color is black, my discernnt would beco dark as well.”

“Ha ha ha ha! That’s an interesting answer.”

“Then I’ll be going. Please stay healthy for the remaining six months.”

“Yes, Root. You should stay healthy as well. Don’t get hurt while dealing with the Royal Guard.”

Etar’s voice now carried the tone of a father.

“Please don’t worry. Even if I look like this, I’m an 8th Circle Mage, you know?”

With that spirited reply, Forr left the Headmaster’s office.

Etar now stared at the empty wall.

Snap!

When he flicked his fingers, a white robe with long sleeves appeared.

“Archis-nim…….”

Etar slowly rolled his wheelchair closer to the robe hanging on the wall and carefully touched it with his fingertips, as though handling a precious relic.

“Why…… did you only co now……. If only you had co just a little earlier…….”

Perhaps because so much had happened in the anti?

Upon facing the fact that he truly existed, rather than joy, a slight resentnt welled up first.

“Still, it’s fine. We’ll be eting soon anyway. I went around searching for your sculpture, wondering if you might still be alive…… and to think you were right beneath …….”

Etar offered a small mont of silent prayer as an expression of apology and murmured softly.

“I’ll be looking forward to it. The 5th Class student ability evaluation. And also to what kind of 모습 Archis-nim will greet with.”

Now Etar turned his gaze to the side.

It was where the waypoint fireplace leading to the Rus and Ramus branch schools was located.

“I won’t let those guys know. I want to et you first, myself.”

He smiled aningfully.

Vacation began in earnest.

The pitiful number of ten students that made up the 5th Class was now reduced to three.

When vacation began, as always, we stayed at the school and spent our break there, so for the ti being, the 5th Class beca a place with no one but us.

“Artel! Let’s eat and go to the training ground together!”

The first day of vacation.

As we finished breakfast in the cafeteria, Hei asked in a bright voice.

I was entering the cafeteria together with Kiena.

‘They’re no longer showing that 모습 they had back in 3rd Class……. Just what in the world is going on?’

The two who unconsciously handled the Dark Elent and Sylarid’s summoning magic.

Like washing away gri with water, they never once showed such 모습을 during the ti we lived in 5th Class.

If there was one change, it would be that the atmosphere Hei gave off had grown noticeably thicker.

Lately, I felt a sense of 압박 from him.

As if he wasn’t the Hei I used to know…….

Ah, right. The Hei I used to know disappeared back in 3rd Class.

“……Why are you looking at like that?”

Since I’d been lost in those thoughts, my gaze must have turned sharp.

Hei shrank back a little, not fitting his build at all, and asked.

“Ah, no, it’s nothing. But why the training ground all of a sudden?”

“I developed magic for the student ability evaluation! I want you to take a look, Artel, and tell what you think!”

“Really?”

It was vacation anyway, but more importantly, when there was no assigned teacher, these two always treated as their teacher.

In Kiena’s case, since she was a summoner, she didn’t show it openly, but with Hei, his complete reliance on wasn’t an unnatural phenonon.

Even if I saw sothing lacking with my own eyes, there were still the remaining two months of vacation. And there was ti even until the second sester’s student ability evaluation, so we could just make up for it.

“I’m confident about this! It’s magic that’s not in the textbooks!”

Rarely, he was brimming with confidence.

“Alright, let’s hurry up and eat, then go together. Kiena, how about you? Are things going well?”

“Yeah! I succeeded in summoning a Lycan, but…….”

As expected, Kiena was progressing quickly as well.

But it seed there was so kind of problem.

“But?”

“It hardly listens to . Up until now, Pegasus, Roc, and Griffin—those three never did that, so I don’t know what the problem is……. I think I should go to the training ground after eating and try to ta the Lycan a bit!”

A relic that Kiena summoned once would swear loyalty, like following its own mother.

That was proof that her capability as a summoner was quite outstanding, yet the fourth relic, the Lycan, was different.

Since I didn’t know much about summoning magic, I couldn’t diagnose it either.

“Still, it’s been a while since the three of us stuck together.”

I said sothing I didn’t really an, just to keep their spirits up.

These two had to grow successfully for us to go up to 6th Class within the year and et Etar.

Thus, we arrived at the training ground.

I sat leaning against the wall, and Kiena, saying she wanted to see the magic Hei had developed, sat beside .

Hei stood proudly in front of us and said,

“Watch closely! I nad it ‘Fiesical’!”

“Fiesical……? What does that an?”

“It’s a combination of fire and physical.”

Physical was a word that referred to the body, so combining it with fire ant…….

It beca magic that used the Fire Elent to affect the body in so way.

‘Just that alone would probably pass?’