The Great Mage Returns after 4000 Years Chapter 46 Apostle (1)

Translator: Seven

Editor: Ana_Banana

7 Star Wizard.

The meaning of those words was by no means simple.

It was in fact the first step into the realm of Archmages and they were guaranteed to be given at least the title of Earl in any country on the continent.

The Kastkau Empire which was also called the Magic Empire listed the names of every 7 star wizard on a stone tablet in the Imperial Palace. An action that was considered by the wizards to be one of the highest honors.

Frey walked into his room.

Then he scattered frozen crystals that he had made whenever he had free time, around the room.

These were made with Adelias advice and the effect was excellent.

Cold air immediately spread across the room as if it was winter.

Frey waited for a while and then sat when it was cold enough that he could see his own breath.

Then he took the elixir made from Torkuntas heart and drank it in one gulp.

Freys face immediately turned red.

It felt like he had swallowed a ball of fire.

The sensation of it going down his throat was as clear as if he was holding it in his hand.

The first thing that had a reaction was the Frozen River that had been stored in his mana room.

Saaah.

Fire and Ice.

Similarly to when he was on the Drake Mountain, the two energies began clashing again and again.

However this time, the Frozen River was gently enveloping Torkuntas power.

Frey couldnt help but give a small smile. It was different from the last time.

At that time he could not control the power of the Frozen River and he had only been able to use Torkuntas unrefined power.

However the cold energy was now stable and Torkuntas heart had been refined to make it easier to digest.

As Adelia had warned him, the refinement had greatly boosted the ME, but that wasnt much of a problem.

He was rather pleased.

Kooo.

Frey sank into meditation and time passed slowly.

And by the time Mikel came to visit him, he had already made the power of Torkuntas heart his own.

In other words, Frey was now a 7 star wizard.

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Holbridge.

This was the name of a small village that was located not far away from Uthiano.

Mikel seemed to think that there was a high possibility that the Apostle was there. And the moment that Frey set foot in the village, he was sure that Mikels assumptions were correct.

Divine power. Just feeling it makes me nauseous.

He felt so disgusted that he had goosebumps.

More importantly, the village was too quiet. Even though it was still the middle of the day, somehow the village carried a dark feeling.

Its a really small village. There are fewer than 500 residents here and because they are basically self-sufficient, they rarely interact with other villages.

The perfect place for the Apostle to play some tricks.

Exactly.

At Liamsons words, Mikel gave a nod.

Then Camilles ears pricked.

Several young and middle-aged men were approaching them.

A middle-aged man at the front looked at Mikels robes before bowing his head.

Are you a wizard from the Magic Tower?

Thats right. And you are?

I am the mayor of Holbridge, Allard.

Allard answered him with a fearful expression on his face.

may I ask why Sir Wizard has come to our village?

Have any strangers come to this village recently?

Strangers you say?

Allard tilted his head to one side and seemed as if he was trying to recall to the best of his ability.

Soon he shook his head.

At least, not to my knowledge.

Are there any dangerous criminals hiding around here?

Well. There is a possibility.

Allard seemed like he wanted to assure them, but it was dangerous to conclude that it couldnt happen.

Allard began to look more frightened.

Then Frey stepped forward.

I only want to ask you one thing.

P-, please ask.

Where are all the villagers?

Yes?

Allard had a puzzled expression on his face.

Frey simply turned his indifferent gaze to the village.

I cant feel the presence of any villagers. Its as if the village is deserted with no one in it. It seems like there is no one but the five of you.

Ahtoday isthey have work to do. In the forest nearby

All of the villagers?

Allard broke into cold sweat.

Not all of them. Some

Liamson, check it out.

Got it.

Liamsons figure disappeared.

Mikel watched this scene in astonishment.

This was because a Dark Elf, who were known for being a warlike and prideful race, had followed Freys orders as though he was a loyal subordinate.

After a while, Liamson returned.

There is no one in the village. And

He looked at Allard without any expression on his face.

There were large pools of blood.

K, kuoh! (TL: it should be a roar, but I cant exactly put r-, roar now can I?)

Allards expression changed instantly.

Then a change began to take place.

His back became hunched, the nails on his curled fingers began elongating and his mouth ripped all the way to his ears.

He became a monster that looked like a wolf. (TL: werewolves everywhere crying out in protest rn)

It wasnt just Allard, but also the men who were beside him that also began to transform.

Th-, the Demigods creatures!

Mikel shouted and used a spell.

Flame Wall!

A wall of fire rose up in front of him.

Kieeek!

But the monsters easily broke through the wall and pounced at Mikel.

Oh my God!

He didnt expect them to break through a 4 star spell so easily.

Mikels entire body stiffened.

He was a wizard who didnt have much practical experience.

But Frey had already finished casting his spell by then.

Wind cutter.

Pah pah pat.

Blades made of invisible wind tore the bodies of the monsters into pieces in an instant.

The easily crossed flame wall was immediately overshadowed.

Most of the monsters blood and body parts fell into a puddle. Only Allard was left.

He stared at Frey with an unbelievable expression.

I-, impossible. A creature who directly received his powerd-, died from just a simple wind cutter

Bam.

Thud!

Ugh

Liamson overpowered Allard and Frey walked up to him before speaking in a cold voice.

Tell me everything you know.

I, I dont know anything.

Of course, he didnt expect him to open his mouth so easily since he was a Demigod Fanatic.

Therefore Frey decided to use the most efficient method of torture.

Fire.

Uh, uhwh-, what are you doing?

Crackle. (TL: sfxmy bane)

When a small flame appeared in Freys hand, Allard began shaking his head with a horrified expression on his face.

St-, stop!

Liamson, hold his left eye open.

Liamson did as he said and forced Allards left eye open and as he did that, Freys flame began shrinking until it would be able to fit in his eye.

Allards already pale face paled even further.

Can a wizard from the empire do something like this?!

Theres no law that says I cant. In my eyes, youve already become livestock. Dont expect to be treated like a human being.

Just as Freys flame was about to reach Allard.

Stop.

It was Camilles voice.

Frey simply threw her a glance.

Instead, it was Liamson who got angry.

Youre not going to talk about morality and ethics here, are you teacher?

Of course not. Its just that there is a simpler and easier way.

After saying that, she began muttering in a low voice.

Frey recognized the language even though he did not understand her words.

Ancient Elvish?

Shiiik-

Something bizarre then appeared from Camilles shadow.

It was a creature with a round body and a single eye.

Only then did Liamson realise what she meant.

Ah! I see. Youre thinking about stealing the information using the spirits of Darkness.

Is that a spirit of Darkness?

Thats right. Its a Dark Gorun, a high class spirit.

The Dark Gorun rolled its eye around.

Then Camille spoke in a calm voice.

Take control of that mans mind.

The Dark Gorun spoke in a weird voice before transforming into steam and being sucked into Allards head.

Hu-, huiiiik!

Allard shook, his eyes closed and drool began pouring from his mouth.

He was like a man with a damaged brain.

Mikel couldnt help but ask anxiously.

What if he dies?

I can control that much. It might look like its going wrong but its fine.

As he saw this, Mikel got the feeling that even if he had to die, he shouldnt get captured by a Dark Elf.

After a while, Allard, who looked completely muddleheaded, spoke quietly.

Wordsdo it

Camille glanced and Frey, hinting for him to ask his questions.

Where are the villagers?

All are dead.

Mikel shivered.

Camille and Liamson on the other hand did not show any emotion.

Why did you kill them?

The offeringwe needed to.

What offering?

create the creaturesto liberate the power of the Apostle

Liberate? What are you liberating?

Uh, uhh

Allard began to shake and Camilla cried out in haste.

Get back!

At that moment, Allards body swelled.

His eyeballs popped out like they were about to fall out of his head and a strange sound could be heard from inside his body.

Boom!

Allards body exploded, his flesh, bones and blood scattering everywhere.

Frey didnt receive any damage as he activated the spell in his Typhoon Earrings.

Camille approached with a stiff face.

His mind was already being controlled. He was supposed to explode right before revealing any important information.

Thats cruel. Hes treating his own men as expendable.

The situation is not good.

Mikel approached with a stiff face.

He pointed at the monsters on the ground and continued.

There are also grades among Apostles. Weak ones cant create creatures, and theyre not too hard to deal with. If he can make creatures of this level then the power of this Apostle is considerable. Thisthis problem is out of our league.

So? Do you intend to withdraw?

In the first place, this was only for reconnaissance. First, lets head back to the tower and wait for Honor Lukes to return.

We have to continue.

For a moment, Mikel and Freys gazes clashed in midair, neither of them appearing like they would back down.

Finally it was Mikel who opened his mouth.

Why?

The Apostle is already aware of our approach now. We dont know when Honor Lukes is returning and there is no guarantee that the Apostle would still be here when he gets back. Which means you might lose him.

Is there any other reason?

He wouldnt have time to come up with a contingency plan to deal with us right now. These flimsy creatures and the empty village are proof. When you return the next time you can be assured that he would have prepared effective countermeasures to welcome you.

you dont know anything.

Mikel shook his head.

Ive heard your reasons. We can say that they are not wrong and that there are benefits to going now, however the disadvantage of not having Honor Lucas still outweighs them.

What do you mean?

Hes a 7 star wizard. You need at least one Archmage to fight an Apostle head on. Its not a recommendation, its a requirement. Just like a knight uses a sword and a wizard uses a staff.

I can fill the space for Honor Lukes.

Ha.

A looked of coldness flashed across Mikels face.

I admit that you have great talents and accomplishments for your young age, but arrogance will only lead you to an early grave.

Im not being arrogant.

Do you really want me to get angry?

Frey simply stared at Mikel and at that moment Mikel felt a shiver for some reason.

Wh-, what was that?

He had an indescribable feeling.

Then Frey held out one palm.

As Mikel looked at it in confusion, flames appeared over his hand.

Crackle.

What are you doing?

Frey didnt answer.

Instead, he held out his other palm, and on this one, cold air began to form.

Crack.

As Mikels expression became strange, Frey slowly began combining the flames and the cold air together.

What!?

Mikel was startled.

The fusion of two opposing elements!

That was crazy.

It was a suicidal act and it wouldnt be strange if it caused an explosion.

It was then that Mikel tried to stop him.

What are you doing!? Huh?

Only

The two elements merged together smoothly.

A small storm of fire and ice had been created above Freys palm.

Mikels expression hardened like a stone.

Perfect fusion of opposing elementsth-, thats only possible after reaching at least 7 stars

Shuk.

I.

The storm disappeared from Freys hand and he spoke in his usual indifferent tone.

Ill fill the space of Honor Lukes.