Archmage Transcending Through Regression Chapter 12

Episode 12

Things I want to do before I die.

A so-called bucket list.

Of course, there were only a few things I accomplished during the grist.

However, among them, there was one thing that was regrettable that I couldn’t achieve it… ….

“Mikhail! Stop it, Mikhail!”

I stopped punching when my father, who had run out of gas, grabbed me by the shoulder.

“The duel is over! You won, so stop!”

“Enough! I haven’t heard the surrender yet!”

“Didn’t you clench the mouth to say that surrender with your fist, you bastard!”

“Uh hmm…I lowered my head

slightly and looked down to see the viscount looking at me with sorrowful eyes.

The front of her face had already been swollen and burst, and it was difficult to tell where the eyes were and where the nose was.

“…Are you all right?”

“Stop bullshit.”

Seeing a tendon sticking out of my father’s right forearm, I quietly backed away.

I’ve never seen a good thing after raising my pride in front of that tendon.

But that was then.

“Oops! town! Ugh!”

Looking at his father, isn’t Viscount Nostra desperately shouting something!

“father! look! The viscount didn’t give up the fight! Proof that you can still be right… …“

Son, can you see the large, beautiful veins on my wrist?”

“When I think about it, it seems that violence only invites more violence. Let it stop.”

Well, it’s not just violence.

Forgiveness and peace are the best.

My father let out a small sigh at my answer, then approached Viscount Nostra and asked:

“Viscount Nostra, your defeat. Will you admit it?”

“Oops! Ugh!”

The viscount nodded fiercely.

it’s a shame.

I could have hit ten more.

“Couldn’t we hit one last stroke while we’re done?”

“Oops! Ugh!”

Viscount Nostra struggled desperately and shouted something.

“The bullshit ends there.”

My father tapped my head and teleported Viscount Nostra away.

“….”

After that, silence flows over the training ground.

My father turned his back on me and was silent for a while.

I guess so.

The things I saw in this duel are by no means common.

“Mikhail.”

“Tell me.”

“Your skills have improved beyond recognition. To a degree that even I never expected.”

Saying that, my father slowly turned to me.

“Did you have another teacher?”

“None.”

I didn’t lie.

There was before the regression, but at least not at this point.

“The skill you showed me briefly earlier…. yes i saw it a long time ago It was the skill of a sorcerer called the Sado.”

“It’s a coincidence.”

“Is it really a coincidence?”

My father was looking at me with cold eyes.

“I’m asking now if it’s really a coincidence that you show similar skills to him.”

“It’s a coincidence.”

I know what my father is saying.

Twilight Wizard.

An unlucky being who was rejected as an apostle among wizards and eventually disappeared without a rumor.

I thought that any quick-witted father would soon find his mark in my craft.

“Isn’t my father underestimating me too much in the first place? What I showed you earlier doesn’t require that much skill, does it?”

Yes. What I showed in the duel did not require such systematic skills.

Should I say that if you have overwhelming talent, you can do anything?

“Yeah, you don’t necessarily need great skills. It just takes an unprecedented level of talent to fill that gap. Are you saying that you were born with that kind of talent?”

“Aren’t you your son?”

It was because it was too late for me to come to my senses. First of all, it is true that I am the owner of an unprecedented talent.

Being a ‘9th circle’ was impossible without that level of talent.

“It’s a talent…”

My father was silent for a moment.

“What good. If you want to say that, you have to believe me.”

“thank you.”

“Hmm so…Did you mean to show me this? Is your talent this great?”

“What are you talking about?”

At my words, my father snorted as if it wasn’t even funny.

“Viscount Nostra is definitely my close friend, but he’s not the perfect teacher. I really didn’t intend to be taught by him.”

It’s true.

“Didn’t I just want to show you something? Like proof of the ‘your talent’ I mentioned earlier.”

Father waited for my answer.

What my father said was right.

In common sense, of course, it is impossible to choose a teacher who should be chosen carefully in this way.

But voila.

“No.”

There is no such thing as absolute

“…hmm?”

My father glanced at me.

“It’s probably not because he doesn’t like Viscount Nostra.”

“That’s right.”

“….”

Father was silent for a moment.

“Honestly, it’s calculated, it’s nabal, and it’s just ironic, so it’s right.”

My father said to me as if he was mad.

“No, this bastard?”

“If you are of Walpurgis blood, you must have this much courage.”

At my answer, my father held his forehead for a moment.

“No, it’s nothing else, but you said you did it while taking such a loss just because you didn’t like it?”

“Well, it wasn’t just for emotional reasons like that.”

“What is the other reason?”

“Your father has no intention of abandoning Viscount Nostra. It’s only natural that no one other than the viscount wants to see them as equals even after they get up there.”

“….”

To my words, my father did not answer for a moment.

My father is the owner of a large family called Walpurgis.

As usual, being in a place like that makes you feel lonely.

Viscount Nostra was an unchanging presence to such a father.

Should I say it’s a necessary evil?

“But I hate it. It’s nice to see your teeth stimulated, but I’m not the type to take risks.”

“…So what did you do?”

“Of course not.”

I smiled and talked to my father.

“I will hold the viscount’s reins from now on, father.”

* * *

A few days later, Walpurgis had a morning like no other.

only one.

Except for Viscount Nostra.

“This crazy…”

As soon as he came to his senses, the Viscount wrapped his hair and twisted his face.

‘I’m defeated? To a kid who just entered the 4th circle?!’

I didn’t want to admit it.

But what can I do?

The observer is the Marquis of Walpurgis.

At the point he watched the scene, it was impossible to undo the results.

“Uh what should I do…”

“How do you do what do you do? It’s what you did, so of course you have to handle it yourself.”

At the sudden voice, he reflexively raised his head.

“Mi Mi Mikhail, young man?!”

“Oh it’s me.”

Mikhail Walpurgis.

He was sitting on the chair next to the bed, arms crossed, looking at him.

“Uh, when are you here…”

“Has it been 30 minutes? Well, that’s not important right now.”

Mikhail said, tapping the doorknob with his index finger.

“Let’s start with the calculations.”

“…!”

“Of course you remember the cost of dueling, right?”

“That is…But

soon he nodded with a dark expression.

“…Oh, I know.”

yes i remember

The defeated side serves the victor as their teacher.

That was the price of a duel.

But it is true that there are still doubts.

‘It wouldn’t do anything good for the young master to make me his disciple.’

If he wanted to punish himself for crossing the line, there would have been a different cost.

‘…hmm?’

It’s strange to think so.

If he had intended to win in the first place, why did he risk becoming a ‘teacher-teacher’ in return?

no way.

At that moment, my mind flashed.

‘What if all of this was that master’s plan?’

It’s not simply humiliating yourself by making you a disciple, but what if a more elaborate number is hidden?

‘Yes, there is a possibility.’

If you think about it that way, what Mikhail is standing in front of him right now must be a kind of test.

How much did you know your thoughts?

That’s what you’d like to know

‘Yes, it’s not over yet.’

Burning his last hope, the Viscount raised his head.

Mikhail opened his mouth.

“A viscount would know what I want.”

“…that.”

Viscount Nostra asked him with a twinkle in his eyes.

“The future of the family.”

“Hey, keep talking.”

“Bocchan has been holding his breath for a really long time. But didn’t you realize it through the incident with the Duke of Lindell? I mean, it can’t go on like this.”

The unilateral breakup of the marriage must have been quite an insult from the perspective of the Walpurgis family.

“….”

Mikhail didn’t answer for a while, as if he was right.

You must capture this moment.

Intuitively, he noticed it and spoke immediately.

“I will help the boy’s will! Isn’t that what the Bocchan wanted too?”

“Hmm.”

At that moment, Michael’s expression changed slightly.

The response convinced him that he had picked it right.

but.

“It’s not.”

“…yes?”

“Shut up and call me Master. Your tongue is unnecessarily long in front of me, disciple.”

“…yes?”

He stiffened with his mouth open.

“Now, wait a minute, young man? I hope you really make me your disciple… …“

Of course not.”

“…?!”

I checked his expression, wondering if he was joking, but… ….

‘That’s the truth.’

Cold sweat started flowing.

he screamed desperately.

The worst has to be prevented somehow.

“Am I my disciple?! As you know, I assisted the Marquis as a magician of the 7th circle… …”

“Stop talking bullshit.”

Mikhail simply dismissed him.

“The viscount should know better that a wizard’s promise is not so lightly broken, right?”

“That is…”

I know. Could it be that you don’t know

The magician’s promise is to bet on a circle and come true.

If it is violated, the circle will collapse in that way.

“I have a high circle and am older! Where in the world is there a disciple like this!”

“Damn, are you here now?”

Mikhail said with a smile.

“That’s stupid. You should have known it would turn out like this from the time you unnecessarily messed around like that.”

“…!”

Viscount Nostra’s face turned earthy.

* * *

“My disciple.”

“…yes. Master Su.”

After a while, the family practice room.

Viscount Nostra answered my words with a horribly crumpled face.

Just looking at it, it’s a fluttering atmosphere, but what can I do?

If you don’t take me as your teacher, the circle will be destroyed that day.

“Still, I have become your teacher in name and color, so shouldn’t there be something to tell you?”

“do…Do you mean Master?”

“okay.”

I looked at him.

Considering his memories before returning, it wouldn’t be good to completely destroy Viscount Nostra like this.

But ironically, Viscount Nostra was quite useful to me.

First of all, it is a 7th circle and has a high potential, so the first thing is that it can help me.

And the second… ….

“Would you like to know?”

“What I will learn…that…I don’t think so.”

“really? There should be.”

I chuckled and sneakily threw the bait at Viscount Nostra.

“Isn’t your circle already in a pretty precarious situation? It wouldn’t be a normal situation to use magic. As evidence of that, even a little overexertion will make your heart hurt.”

At that moment, Viscount Nostra’s body trembled.

“How did you do that…?!”

“From now on, I will teach you how to stabilize your circle. It’s simple.”

I continued talking again without even listening to him.

“Offer mana to me.”

“…!”

Viscount Nostra’s eyes shook violently.

Great mage who transcends by regression