Chapter 170.1: Zero Cla.s.s (1)

170 Part 1

Return of the 8th Cla.s.s Mage 170 Zero Cla.s.s (1)

Lets get rid of this dangerous thing first.

Ian took out the explosives from Ledios coat with light magic and put them in a dimensional pocket.

Ian..!

Step back. Ill continue from here.

Ian stood in front of Ledio and stared at Fran with quiet eyes. This was the beginning of the second battle and the end of a long war.

Youll take care of me alone?

Yes, me alone, you.

The atmosphere cooled down amidst light talk.

Where did the lizards go?

Stop faking nonsense.

Fran smiled coldly at Ians growl.

You got out of that mess.

Fran had not just transported but tried to slow down Ian and the dragons tracking by using an antimagic spell as he got out of the violet s.p.a.ce.

Honestly, I was surprised. I thought you would be tied up in the obstructing current, let alone the dragons who had shown no development all their lives

Fran had grounds to be confident. He had thought that dragons and Ian would take at least a half-day to come here and had not expected that it would not last even a few minutes.

It would have been impossible even right after we had taken off your seal.

How much time do you think has pa.s.sed? Are you saying that you got something new in that short period?

You. You seem to know nothing about fragmented worlds and only know how to turn back time.

Ians voice was filled with certainty. Fran Page was the cause of the dimension fractures, and there would not be a Fran per dimension. The two were different from the beginning.

What do you mean I dont know? Hadnt I sent you to a world where you were living in ideal peace as a failure and human being?

It had been so, and Fran had transported Ian there as a present. However, Ian did not mean that, as he and Fran had a fundamental difference between them.

Fragmented dimensions meant places you could take a walk in without any time lag, worry, and confusion, right?

Youre not wrong.

I was different.

Ians eyes took on a strange light, and they looked way older than his face.

Unlike you, I wandered about many dimensions I returned here, and it took me more time than you can imagine.

Fran looked surprised, but he had not understood Ians meaning. It was just a response to something he had heard for the first time.

You would think that I came back in an instant, but I did not. I wandered for a long time and thought things over. And

Ian stopped talking for a minute, and his hands shook. Why?

I understood something.

Fran became worried about the sentence since it did not seem like mere talk.

What did you understand?

A higher plane than the power of language.

What?

The pinnacle of magic.

Frans caution loosened at Ians description, and he even smiled faintly. It was evidently a sneer.

And I wondered what nonsense you were going to speak.

Fran had plastered on a smile when something astonis.h.i.+ng for Fran happened. With a loud bang, a magical explosion rang in front of Frans eyes. It would have killed only a bug at most and would not have been surprising in scale.

?

However, Fran was flabbergasted for a simple and exact reason.

I did not feel a thing.

Fran could feel mana. That is, he could feel the size and flow of mana his opponent used for spells. That was one of Fran Pages special talents and a reason why he had not been afraid of Ian a bit.

Its impossible.

However, that talent, which was one of the highest blessings a mage could have, did not work. Fran could not help but feel confused.

Is it a trick and not magic?

Fran thought of another reason and tried to believe it was true. He was about to be certain of it. However, another explosion rang in front of Fran, which he could not feel. They rang in a sequence and were far and close near Frans face, ears, back of his head, and on top of his hair.

The power of language has its limits since one needs to borrow magic. However, my understanding is different. I do not need magic and base my powers on nature and can act freely upon my thoughts.

Fran could not believe Ians words but understood something anew. He remembered something he had pa.s.sed by before.