Nathan

Year 2851 | Month 1 | Day 15

Regardless of what happened, I go ahead and quickly don some clothes before grabbing both of my swords and clenching my fists a little around the grips. Because the battle is now going in the opposite direction of where it was going up until now.

There are only two Class A magicians left amongst the enemies that aren’t heavily injured.

And two Class A magicians who are both low on mana shouldn’t be a problem.

Especially not when they’re being bombarded by spells from other Class B magicians on top of it all.

A faint grin stretches across my face, and I fold both of my arms across my chest with my blades still in my hands before swiping them both in the direction of the two Class A magicians. All while various spell circles appear around the blades, making arcs of black flames leap straight at the two magicians.

The two magicians put up more barriers to block my strike, but their barriers are a lot weaker now than they were at the start of our little battle. So while I don’t shatter them with my arcs of death flames, I do crack them. And thanks to that, I shatter them with the next arcs of death flames I send at them.

Both of them appear to be in shock considering their wide-eyed stare before they jump back and send a massive wave of their individual powers at the Class B magicians attacking them. Startling the Class B magicians with their sudden assault and even killing a couple of the nobles who weren’t prepared. With one of them having half of their body burnt to cinders and the other visibly shriveling up from poison.

Yet despite the sight of two of my ‘allies’ dying, I can’t help but smile.

Because those are some of the nobles who were always talking shit about me.

Good riddance.

The other Class B magicians look between the Class A magicians and me before setting up numerous barriers around themselves and continuing their assault on the Class A magicians. And I immediately take advantage of the Class A magicians’ distraction to rush straight at them with superhuman speed before swinging both of my blades – each of which are coated in death flames – right at the main barrier surrounding the poison affinity magician’s body.

Just as I expected, the poison affinity magician’s eyes widen in shock when my blades pierce straight through his barrier and then into his body. Cutting him in half from the waist down as my blades pass through his entire body.

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Then – because I need the boost in strength – I reach for his top half and drag it towards me as I sink my fangs into his neck and begin drinking his blood. Making the black veins on my face spread more while the crimson glow of my eyes brightens even more amidst the morning light.

I turn to face the Class A fire affinity magician with a grin on my face and blood covering my mouth. And I’m sure I make quite a sight. Especially considering that the sun seems to be rising behind me.

The Class A fire magician grits his teeth and looks around him, only to find the other Class A magicians all finally falling. With a couple of them even attempting to flee – the wind magician included – only for them to be slaughtered by the Kingdom of the Fallen’s Class A magicians in their attempt.

And by the end of it, only one of the other Class A magicians besides the fire magician survives, and even that’s only because he surrendered.

The Class A fire magician finally turns to look at me again with his hand quivering a little bit around his blade’s handle.

But after a few seconds he finally lets out a sigh and drops his blade, shouting out, “I surrender to the Undying Magician!”

My grin grows far wider than it’s been in ages. Then I raise one of my blades into the air in a victory pose.

At this point, I am drenched in blood all over, and am even standing in a large puddle of blood that’s formed from the lower half of the poison affinity magician that I killed before it fell to the ground at my feet. Meanwhile the ships remain smoking and destroyed all around the cove as the sun rises behind me.

But despite this all, I can’t help but feel thrilled at the idea of having a Class A fire magician as a prisoner.

The number of spells I’m going to be able to squeeze out of this asshole makes me excited for the next days to come.

I glance at the other magicians of the Kingdom of the Fallen, only to find them all keeping a wary eye on me. Probably because I fought off seven Class A magicians and am still victorious in the end. Even if it’s only because of their help.

Meanwhile the Kingdom of the Fallen’s nobles only have three Class A magicians, two of whom are newly advanced.

Which leaves it rather obvious to even the densest of arrogant magicians that the nobles can’t fucking touch me.

Yes.

This is the best outcome.

And to top it all off, the figure I’m sure I’m imposing on them with my appearance is most likely frightening them off of trying anything else against me. Especially now that I see the exact casualties they took during this ambush operations.

Which amount to several Class B magician nobles. Many of whom are the more arrogant ones based off of my memories of them.

I lower my blades before stabbing both of them into the ground right in front of me and declaring, “As Crown Prince of the Kingdom of the Fallen, I declare this battle a victory for the Kingdom!”

It takes a second, but the other nobles all raise a fist and roar their acceptance of that decree.

All while the eyes of the Class A fire magician go wide at my declaration of being the prince.

I turn around to look at the sunset as the bright sun fully reveals the devastation caused by this whole affair.

But by the end of it, I’d say I came out on top.

And the other nations have lost seven Class A magicians.

I raise a brow in amusement as I wonder just how those generals of theirs will respond to this.