Sword Emperor Reincarnated as a Sword Master Chapter 57

Geomje reincarnated as a swordsmith (57)

Wizards belonging to the Magic Tower wear robes that symbolize their status, so it is easy to recognize their affiliation even in the Atlantis Maritime Alliance.

The same was true for Esther.

Her robe had four stars on it, signifying that she had reached the 4th level. Wherever she went, she could feel the crowds that had gathered on the road disperse, knowingly or unknowingly.

The gazes felt completely different from those received by famous adventurers around the area.

‘It seems the magic tower possesses considerable power in Atlantis.’

Leonard had to feel both fear and curiosity from the gazes gathered on them.

As it was, in an area as isolated as the Atlantis Maritime Union, wariness and hostility toward foreigners was bound to become several times more intense. This was something he experienced once in the past when he visited the Namhae checkpoint.

There are two main ways to break that one-sided feeling.

‘It either brings benefits so great that one’s vigilance is broken, or threatens so much that one becomes afraid of coming out as hostile.’

It seems that the Magic Tower chose both.

The power of magic was felt in every single major facility that made up the entire city, including the magic circles that made up the buildings of .

By knowingly or unknowingly spreading their influence throughout Atlantis, they created a situation where the survival of the city would become difficult if they disappeared.

It was like handing a carrot and showing the stick at the same time.

“Everyone is here. “Here.”

Before they knew it, the area around them became quiet, and Esther, who was walking down a deserted road, knocked on the door of a cabin.

Then the wooden door naturally opened inward.

“It’s a house that only people in the know can come to. Don’t you think about coming alone? “Membership has been removed.”

“All right.”

As soon as the two people went inside, the space that seemed narrow suddenly widened.

Before Leonard could ask, Esther spoke.

“There is a space expansion spell. Because it is a building built by Magic Tower. Thanks to that, I can come by anytime without a reservation.”

It was an amazing store.

There was not a single employee in sight, but a hat had come from somewhere and was fluttering as if calling out to Leonard and Esther. I followed the directions and found a room with a quiet atmosphere.

As they sat facing each other at a table equipped with trays and cutlery, the menu board hanging on the wall floated up and appeared in front of their eyes.

Leonard slowly looked at the unusual menus, then handed the choice over to Esther.

“Esther, no, I’ll take what Esther recommends.”

Only then did she remember his identity.

“Now that I think about it, you said you were from Naeji, right? “Is this your first time eating at Atlantis?”

“That’s right.”

“Something like fish that I can’t eat…” I don’t even know. I’ll order the most popular one. “With the exception of fish, shellfish and crustaceans, most dishes can be cooked with external power.”

Esther, holding a pen with familiar hand movements, scribbled a few words on the menu, and the menu recognized them and disappeared.

Orders here seemed to be done that way.

Esther took off her robe and hung it on a hanger next to her, then spoke to Leonard who was sitting across from her.

“Shall we talk until the food comes? Why do you want to learn magic?”

“Didn’t you hear from Fran?”

“That kid doesn’t talk about other people carelessly. “All I heard was to teach you the general knowledge of magic.”

“okay.”

Leonard nodded once and answered.

“I’ll start by telling you why I got on ‘Aquamarine.’”

The story, which started with an explosion of space magic, progressed over several minutes and reached the part where Luciano’s arm was cut off and the gang was killed at the dock where he and Francis landed.

What was so funny about Esther was that she laughed and clapped several times when Luciano told her what happened.

“Ahaha! That damn bastard finally met his owner? “He already has a baby halo, and he won’t even be able to crawl out of the house for a while!”

It was from that point on that the doubt in her eyes disappeared. A person who knew how to calculate the pros and cons would not have risked an antagonistic relationship with Pablo from .

When Marian wondered why she had left him alone, he realized that he must have smelled something similar to himself.

‘So you’re the successor to Captain Njord? ‘Fran clearly has an eye for people.’

Esther, recalling the face of the former adventure team leader, made a wistful expression.

It was around that time that food began to be served on the table.

Clatter, rattle.

Esther was lost in old memories, and Leonard was speechless for a moment because the dish he was tasting for the first time was interesting.

The only sound of clinking dishes echoed in the room.

The two focused on eating until their plates were empty, and only after finishing the dessert and tea were they finished getting up from their seats.

* * *

Magic Tower.

The existence of this iconic building has been confirmed since ancient times. The one built in the Atlantis Maritime Union is close to the latest in its long history, and the oldest magic tower has been built over a period of time that can be counted in thousands of years.

Wizards are basically a race that lacks sociality and gregariousness, and while they do not like leading from the front, they also do not like following behind.

If the Magic Tower had not existed, the wizards would have split into dozens of branches and it would have been impossible to unite their power.

“In short, it is an organization that tried to somehow bring people who were only delving into magic in the corners of their rooms into the flow of society.”

This was the explanation Esther gave in the middle of the magic tower.

“… Do you mind if anyone listens?”

“It’s okay because people who can say something directly to me stay on the top floor and don’t come out.”

Her position in the Magic Tower seemed higher than Leonard thought.

Even though it is only the 4th rank, it is a status that only residents of the highest level of the Magic Tower can criticize? It was a treatment that could only be received if one was a direct disciple of the tower owner or elders.

“Follow me. “I’m going to my personal workshop.”

I followed Esther and stood on a platform that looked like a wide disk, and the platform quickly rose and moved toward my destination.

The interior of the Magic Tower, which had no stairs or ladders, was full of hexagonal rooms and doors, like a honeycomb.

“Doesn’t it look frustrating?”

Esther grumbled as she pointed at the rooms.

“Every one of those small-looking rooms has been expanded by expanding space. “If we were to gather thousands of wizards in one tower and secure their own personal space, we would have had no choice but to do this.”

“It’s efficient, but it’s inhumane.”

“Who doesn’t? “The reason wizards have eccentric personalities may be due to something they are born with, but I think it is also largely due to an acquired twist.”

After talking about something that made the back of my head tickle, the two of them had already arrived at the room where Esther’s nameplate was hanging.

Like the entrance to , there is no handle on the door.

When she placed her finger on the nameplate and concentrated for a moment, the magic that flowed from her finger unlocked the door. She naturally pushes her door panel out an inch, then moves aside to open her path.

“It’s all magic, from moving inside to entering and exiting rooms.”

“Well, because it’s a magic tower. “It’s human nature to be anxious to show that they are special.”

Leonard agreed with those words and looked around Esther’s workshop.

‘It’s a strange space. The energy everywhere is twisted like a spider’s web.’

Although the area was different from what it looked like from the outside, the entire space was dominated by artificial flow.

Does it magically manage humidity, temperature, etc.? I even felt like I was living in a harmless formation. When I gathered energy with my eyes and examined it, I discovered a magic circle that was functioning similarly to the axis of the formation, as expected.

Leonard decided not to go near that place, just in case.

“Sit over there. Because I have to prepare too. “Would you like a cup of coffee?”

“coffee? “Is it some kind of car?”

“You’ve never even tried coffee?! “It must be popular in the mainland as well.”

Esther looked at him with a truly surprised expression, then filled the kettle with water and injected a tiny bit of magical energy into it.

Immediately, cloudy steam came out of the spout of the kettle.

‘Is this an artifact that boils water? ‘That’s convenient.’

As the water poured from the spout was put into the mug, a nice scent slowly spread as if coloring the room.

It was the exact opposite of tea, which pursues a subtle scent.

“It smells good.”

Leonard looked down at the coffee cup in front of him for a moment, took a sip, and frowned.

“I write. “Has it always tasted like this?”

“Ahahahaha!”

Esther laughed cheerfully when she saw that.

“Now I’m reacting like a 15-year-old.” I’ll add a few spoons of sugar, so just wait a moment. “There are people who like it on its own, but it doesn’t seem to suit your taste.”

“thank you.”

If I were to find a similar taste from my past life experience, it resembles the Gosamcha (苦蔘茶) that I drank a cup from the old medicine king.

I was about to pull out the knife because of the nonsense that said life would be healed with bitterness, but I remembered seeing someone look at me as a grace that healed my wounds. It was better than Gosam tea, which had a rather musty smell, but this coffee didn’t have a flavor worth enjoying.

But Leonard soon had to change his mind.

“… “It’s okay.”

A few spoonfuls of sugar lightened the bitterness considerably, turning it into a taste that I could linger on for a few seconds while enjoying the aroma.

Esther giggled at his honest assessment.

“I heard that local nobles add a few tablespoons of cream, but I don’t have any, so just bear with that.”

“That’s enough. Now, please tell me a story about magic.”

“Okay, I guess that’s enough for small talk.”

Esther, facing Leonard, with a small table and two cups of coffee between her, slowly began to speak.

I don’t know how long it’s been since I looked back at basic theories.

“The mana practice that knights including you are practicing is developing as an institution to accumulate mana within me, strengthen my body and refine my aura. Only the power to fill it is supplied from outside, and the subject of power is ultimately oneself. I understand?”

“yes.”

“But wizards take the exact opposite route. “The only thing you build in your body is a medium to interfere with this world, the Circle, and all other training time is invested in discovering and improving methods to change the world.”

For example, Esther raised her index finger.

“What would happen if you released the mana inside your body with your fingers?”

Leonard wondered for a moment whether she was talking about wind, then shook his head and said.

“It will gush out.”

“Okay, that’s it. Magic is taking a phenomenon that should have ended that way by applying a formula hidden in this world and performing it differently. [fire].”

As soon as the words were finished, a small flame bloomed from the tip of Esther’s index finger.

As she explained, she just radiated mana.

“Theoretically, any phenomenon that exists in this world could be magic. [Fire] is a magic that creates fire by injecting a certain amount of mana into the formula that causes the ‘combustion phenomenon’. If you add direction and speed here, and even apply the formula to amplify explosive power, you get [Fireball].”

Leonard’s intelligence instantly understood the meaning of those words.

“… As long as you have enough mana and the completeness of the formula, can you do anything? Are wizards like that?”

“okay.”

Esther declared.

“A wizard who has reached the 10th rank can achieve omniscience in this world. “If it is the ultimate level of mana practice, the Mythical Realm, then it would be difficult to determine superiority or inferiority since it would be a transcendental state.”

fantasy,