Nathan

Year 2851 | Month 1 | Day 20

Aaaand that about does it.

A smile stretches across my face as I look over the spell script one last time for my flight spell. Then I glance at the Class A fire magician who is bound with his hands behind his back and a mana restraining collar around his neck, at which point I find him nodding his head.

And without any hesitation, I go ahead and activate the spell, making the air all around me condense at a rapid pace while heating up. All before I begin to float up into the air.

I hold back my excitement as I begin to fly around the little lab I’ve been using for the past few days in the skeleton’s undead treant. The place all of the nobles decided to keep the Class A fire magician for our own purposes.

A shared place that all of us are allowed to visit. Or at least, are allowed to visit now that the skeleton gave the other nobles his permission.

They weren’t allowed to before.

The nobles even ‘graciously’ decided to give me time off as a way to show goodwill to me after I netted them seven Class A magicians. Six of which were killed and one captured.

And on top of that, because of it all, the alliance made by the enemies has fractured. With Natra and the Republic both breaking away.

Apparently the Natran magician I’ve been using as a knowledge bank has been rather talkative to the others as well. Mostly because the alliance betrayed Natra, so he wants to hurt the alliance just as much as we do now. Even if we’re still enemies ourselves.

Not that I’ve paid all that much attention to it all. I’ve just been buried in my research since the battle, practically draining the fire magician dry of his non-specialty spells.

I would’ve drained him of more spells, but he begins to clam up when it comes to his personally created spells. The ones he spent years working on.

Which is a pity.

I have hundreds of other non-specialty spells to keep my mind occupied right now though, so I’ll leave him be on those specialty ones for now.

While I’ve been doing this, the other nobles have also been doing their own thing with the captured Class A magician. Most of which is intel gathering from him, whether on the main continent itself or on the nations’ attack plans on us.

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Some of them have just been exchanging magical pointers with him. And by exchanging, I mostly mean one way, with the Class A magician from Natra teaching them bits and pieces here and there.

Not many bits and pieces though.

Nowhere near as much as he’s helping me.

Probably because of Natra’s feeling of superiority towards the fire affinity. Which benefits me seeing as I have the fire affinity.

I glance back at the Class A magician again with a faint smile on my face as I float back down to land on the ground again while canceling the spell. Then I nod my head at him and begin leaving my lab for the first time in a little while.

Without hesitation, I make my way over towards the place where my parents are sealed away. Because the skeleton started letting me see them, even if he won’t free them still.

Simply because he is happy with how much I’ve done to prove my position as his successor. That and probably because there’s no reason not to let me see them.

All in all, I feel incredibly annoyed by the skeleton. Regardless of the good things he’s done for me. Like freeing my parents from the doctor, and teaching me about death magic.

Either way though, being able to talk to Mom and Dad from time to time has been very nice. It’s also let me relax a little bit for the first time in ages.

Unfortunately for me, I find myself interrupted when I reach the floor my parents are on by Duke Elmwood.

“Your Highness, a matter has come up that has called for a council meeting,” he says as he walks down the stairs to the same floor I just walked up the stairs to.

I frown at him, but before I can say anything, he continues speaking and says something rather shocking, “The Class S magician from Natra has requested an alliance with the Kingdom of the Fallen until we handle the nations of the alliance.”

That leaves me rather stumped. Because it’s absolutely nothing like what I’d ever expect of that old man. At least, not from what I’ve heard on the news back when I was in the Republic.

“His only condition for the talks is that you and His Majesty be present for them,” the duke continues, making my eyes narrow a little.

“Do you know why?” I ask while crossing my arms, all thoughts of going to visit my parents right now fading away due to the importance of this matter.

The duke meets my gaze for a few seconds before answering, “He said that he wishes to see the ‘Immortal Fire Magician who managed to best his Class A magicians’. But if I had to guess, he is most likely trying to recruit you.”

I blink at that.

“Recruit me?” I ask while tilting my head. “That doesn’t sound like the Juan Sequani that I’ve heard about.”

A frown crests the duke’s face as he looks down a little and says, “The supreme ruler of the nation of Natra looks down on all who are not fire magicians or Natrans. But if you are one of those two, then he will view you as a human being.”

Huh. I knew he was supremist in regards to fire magicians being the best in his eyes, but I didn’t know it went that far…

Well, whatever.

The skeleton will be there too, so I shouldn’t have to worry much. Especially since Juan is a fire magician.

And there aren’t any fire teleportation spells in existence. So I won’t have to worry about him trying to capture me or something.

Not to mention that the Kingdom of the Fallen really does need an ally in this war.

Even if the alliance is bound to break by the end of the war.

“I’ll go,” I tell him with a nod of my head.

“Good,” the duke says with a nod of his own. “The meeting will be held three days from now at noon, and it will be located at the warfront with the Natran military.”

Good.

Now I can test out some of my new spells.