The Extra Prince Sets Out To Conquer The World

Clap!

When Ahletan, the 9th Apostle of the Dawn Star Cult, clapped her hands together as if in prayer, dozens of magic spheres rose into the air and shot out.

Judging it difficult to block, Jade quickly formed hand seals and cast eight support magics on himself and Yard to dodge the magic spheres.

Kwaaaaaang-!!

The dodged magic spheres exploded as soon as they touched buildings and the ground, as if bombs had gone off.

Yard projected invisible magic threads created with his own magic power at Ahletan while simultaneously entangling the surroundings to hinder her movements.

Jade continuously moved and swung his magic staff, firing thousands of ice arrows at her.

Ahletan, faced with the binding magic threads and the barrage of ice, this time clapped quietly and slowly.

Then, high-density magic power gushed out from her body, severing the magic threads and deflecting the ice arrows.

“Haha, are all those Dawn Star Cult apostles such monsters? What kind of magic is that?”

Yard broke out in a cold sweat at the eerie and overwhelming magic power emanating from Ahletan.

He felt like he would be crushed to death by the pressure he was feeling for the first time in his life.

At Yard’s muttering, Jade also swallowed dry saliva.

“The magic itself is simple. It’s just a variation of magic bullet.”

Magic bullet, the most basic of the basics learned when learning attack magic.

At Jade’s answer, Yard looked around.

“…That explosive power and size is just a variation of magic bullet?”

It was a place where sturdy buildings lined up in an area where quite well-off people lived in the city, but now it had become ruins with no trace of that left.

Each magic sphere boasted a power that should be called high-level magic.

“The level of magic of that person is at best 5th-tier Sage. Perhaps even just 4th-tier Skilled.”

At Jade’s guess, Ahletan nodded her head in admiration.

“Excuse me… You have good eyes. That’s right, I’m not talented in magic. In terms of the tiers distinguished by the magic world, I’m just a Skilled Mage. I can’t even dream of wielding six magics with a single gesture like you.”

“It’s eight.”

Body vision enhancement, agility enhancement, strength enhancement, cognitive enhancement, skin hardening, muscular endurance enhancement, cardiopulmonary endurance enhancement, and stamina enhancement, for a total of eight support magics.

At Jade’s correction, Ahletan slightly averted her gaze.

“…Excuse me. I meant to say eight.”

Jade and Yard were convinced it was a lie.

Many magicians don’t even dare to aspire to the 5th tier and perish at the 4th tier.

That’s why the 4th tier Skilled Mage is also called the limit of the ordinary.

As such, Ahletan’s magical talent, who couldn’t advance to the 5th tier even after contracting with a demon and dedicating her entire life, could be called dull beyond ordinary.

However, her magic power quantity and density were high enough to shock even decent high-ranking magicians.

“The clapping is probably a magical action combining incantation and hand seals. Depending on the first contact position of the hands when clapping, the speed of clapping, and the spreading of the fingers of the clapped hands, it seems to determine the size, density, presence of explosion, etc. of the magic bullet.”

At Jade’s guess, Ahletan was genuinely impressed.

“Excuse me, that’s amazing. To think my secret would be revealed in that brief moment.”

“Secret, you say that so well despite not thinking that way at all. In fact, it doesn’t matter at all even if it’s revealed, right?”

At those words, Ahletan smiled with a tired-looking face.

Her magic was as simple as it was sophisticated, unaffected by environmental factors, and difficult to interfere with from the outside.

It was clearly not magic for the advancement of academics and technology for the world, but the result of pursuing magic thoroughly as a tool of slaughter for killing.

“Your magic is closer to that of a knight, or more precisely, a transcendent, rather than a magician.”

Even high-ranking magicians who have established their own domain infuse their magic with their will.

However, Ahletan’s magic was so excessive in degree that it could be called heterogeneous.

Despite being simple magic, the reason it was so powerful was because, just as a transcendent’s sword is imbued with their own image, her magic also contained her unique image.

It would not be an exaggeration to say that Ahletan was a perfection as a battle magician.

Ahletan laughed at Jade’s evaluation.

“Fufu, this may be rude, but you have talent, so let me give you some advice. Don’t be too tied to social conventions. Is there a need to distinguish between magicians and knights? Both use magic power all the same.”

Having said that, she clapped her hands together again.

“Ah, excuse me. You will die here, so it was meaningless advice.”

The form of a magic bullet the size of a house floating in the air changed from a sphere to a cone and rushed towards Jade and Yard.

Judging that he couldn’t dodge the barrage of magic bullets, Jade attempted to intercept them with the highest density ice bullet magic possible.

However, the magic bullets containing Ahletan’s image beyond the density of magic power were harder and faster than Jade’s ice bullets.

Kwaaaaaang-!

Jade’s ice bullets were pulverized, and countless bombings poured down.

Seeing the thick dust, Ahletan slightly narrowed her brows.

After the dust cleared, the terrain was gouged out like it had been eaten by rats, except for the half-pyeong(36 sq. ft) of land where Jade and Yard were standing.

“Excuse me, did you alter the trajectory?”

“Correct.”

If they had only altered the trajectory of Ahletan’s magic spheres, they wouldn’t have been unscathed like this.

Jade used that altered trajectory to cause chain collisions and secure a safe space.

Realizing that fact, Ahletan felt a sense of awe towards the young magician in front of her eyes.

“What an amazing calculation ability and sense. That attack just now is one that few among our apostles can survive unscathed, but to think you wouldn’t have a single injury.”

There were countless magicians more outstanding than her in the Dawn Star Cult, but there was only one person stronger than her.

That’s why she sincerely recommended.

“Excuse me, but you’ve piqued my interest. Come to our cult. With your talent, you could become an apostle right away. If they say there are no apostle positions available, I will give you my position.”

To her suggestion, Jade firmly answered.

“I refuse. Right now, I’m already burdened by what I’m carrying. Moreover, I absolutely cannot join people like you who use innocent people as sacrifices.”

Seeing his resolute and determined eyes, she let out a tired sigh.

“Excuse me, but if you refuse, you will die.”

“Even so, I have no intention of belonging to a group that goes against my beliefs.”

“Is that so… What a pity. If it were you, you would become a great enemy of the cult in just 10 years. I will raise the level of caution against you.”

As soon as she finished speaking, a sticky killing intent gushed out from Ahletan’s body.

She was about to clap her hands together again when she suddenly flinched in surprise and hastily retreated backward while clapping.

Kwaaaaa-!!

A huge beam of light descended on the spot where she had been standing just a moment ago.

The ultra-high temperature light beam that poured down melted the ground and chased after Ahletan.

Ahletan, who kept dodging backward and clapping her hands, bombarded the starting point of the light beam with her magic spheres.

Kwaaaaaang-!

As the magic spheres caused chain explosions in the air, the sky distorted, and a floating castle in the air threw off its camouflage and revealed itself.

On the castle’s turret stood a girl with white hair and purple eyes, holding a magic staff taller than herself.

“Silua!”

Jade and Yard exclaimed upon seeing the girl.

Silua smiled brightly, waved her hand, and shouted.

“Fire the 2nd shot!”

-Following the master’s orders.

As purple magic circuits appeared on the girl’s body and she gave the command, Sage Geor’s legacy, the aerial mobile fortress ‘Doll’s Castle’, once again aimed at Ahletan and spewed out an annihilating light beam.

“Oppa’s magic stones are melting away.”

Silua, who had not yet made Geor’s magic circuits her own, was using magic stones like water as a power source to move the fortress.

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A loud noise was heard from far away, and a small castle appeared in the sky before becoming blurry again.

Seeing Silua enter the barrier, it seemed Abassael had succeeded in his surprise attack.

The reason Silua, who was outside the barrier, could enter was because of instantly replicating the key Frost had used when he entered.

Silua didn’t have the skill to replicate it, but it wouldn’t have been difficult for Abassael who was with her, so that’s how she entered.

“Have you finished your business outside?”

“…What do you mean?”

“What else could I mean? I’m just asking if you finished seeing off your old friend well.”

To my playful answer, Frost glared at me with a stiff expression.

If Frost had something to do that would make him leave the city in this situation, it was probably to stop Gelsto Aiomaier, his former superior and an irreplaceable friend.

As the leader of the ‘Free Knights League’, a secret organization pursuing the freedom and justice of knights, Aiomaier would have easily tracked down Frost using Arcana’s information network and even the power of the Wheel of Fortune, so it wouldn’t have been difficult for him to arrive in time for the ritual.

The Dawn Star Cult could have stopped him, but they specifically entrusted it to Frost to weaken his strength.

From the perspective of the Dawn Star Cult, Frost was a hindrance, but at the same time, he was also a control factor to prevent Vermilion from going berserk during the ritual.

So I thought they would definitely summon him once the ritual enveloping the city properly began.

At least three archbishop-level forces or apostle-level forces deployed with Death Knights would have been dispatched to deal with Aiomaier, whose strength had been drained by Frost.

Considering that Jade was fighting an apostle-level opponent, personally, the former seemed more likely than the latter, but the latter couldn’t be ignored either.

Well, I had given instructions to Abassael assuming each case, so there shouldn’t be a problem.

“You bastard, what do you know?”

“I don’t know that much. Just that you traded your beliefs and the lives of innocent people for your precious son like cheap candy? And that your old friend, unable to bear it, tried to stop you? Something like that.”

At my answer, Frost’s expression turned fierce.

“…You know everything.”

“I don’t know everything. I only know what I know.”

It’s not a lie.

I simply combined the information I had investigated and made an inference.

I just knew a little more about the finer human relationships, but I didn’t know everything.

“Did you deliberately approach my son?”

I smiled brightly at Frost’s brutal aura.

“Your son came to where I was first and spoke to me.”

Vermilion nodded at my answer, but Frost didn’t believe me.

“Son, come here. I found a way to cure your illness. You don’t have to despair anymore about not being able to learn the sword.”

He reached out his hand to his son, telling him to come together.

However, Vermilion only looked at his father with sorrowful eyes.

“Father, I know how much you’ve struggled for me. Holding your hand here would be filial piety. …But Father, why do you have such an expression?”

When thinking about his terminally ill son getting better, he should be smiling as if he had the whole world, but Frost’s face was stained with pain and sorrow.

“……”

“Father, you know it too, don’t you? That the method to cure me is not right.”

“…Vermilion.”

Even at Frost’s affectionate call, Vermilion drew his sword with calm eyes.

“If the way for me to get better is premised on the sacrifice of countless innocent people, I would rather choose death.”

“Vermilion! I will bear all the sins, I will…”

“That is! My life that I learned from you! My justice!”

A golden aura rose from Vermilion’s entire body, and a visualized high-density clear sword energy condensed on his sword.

“If you stand in the way of my path, even if it’s you, my respected father, I will cut you down and move forward.”

At the crossroads of evil, the father and son stood facing each other with swords for each other’s sake.