The Book Eating Magician (193+)

Chapter 225

Great Battle #1

Theodore didn’t move in another direction and continued to fly toward the center of the dust cloud. The closer he got, the denser the dust was which interfered with his vision. However, that discomfort only lasted for a short while before a path opened up.

It was because Aiolos, the divinity of the god of wind, unconsciously obeyed Theodore’s will. Theodore realized it and used the power consciously. “Fly away!”

‘I know that,’ replied the wind. This was different from magic which artificially controlled the flow. It was like the world itself followed Theodore’s words as the wind turned naturally and the dust moved.

The crushed remains of humans were staining the ground. There were some soldiers who survived, but the majority were so injured they were on the verge of death. However, Theodore couldn’t pay attention to them.

‘…There.’

On the surface of where the dust cloud was coming from, one man was emitting a frightening presence. Theodore was still quite a distance away, but it was overwhelming.

The person held a greatsword which was as big as him, and he seemed like a magnificent mountain. A weak person’s heart might stop from just looking at him. Pan Helliones, the 4th Sword of the empire, was a man like that.

Chill.

Theo’s super sensitivity was telling him that this was an adversary who was on a different level. If he went ahead, he would be placing his life on the line.

Goosebumps ran down Theodore’s neck and spine, making him shudder from the cold. Was this the difference between them despite them both being masters? The intensity of the threat he felt from Pan Helliones was more than triple that of what he’d felt from Marquis Fergana.

This was Meltor’s true enemy, the power of the empire’s Seven Swords. Theodore shook off his instincts and stopped a few dozen meters from him. It would be difficult to respond to an attack if he got any closer. So, he chose a midpoint at a distance where he could respond to any situation.

“You’re late,” Pan Helliones greeted Theodore with a heavy voice. “If you didn’t come soon, I was going to swing my sword.”

There was no bluff in Helliones’ voice. His tone was blasé despite having caused this disaster. Helliones’ strength was enough to shake the ground. There were six or seven collapsed hills, and the number of soldiers blown away by the shockwave was estimated to be ~2,000–3,000. This destructive power was comparable to 7th Circle magic.

“…It is a big deal for you to wait when a promise to meet with you hadn’t been made,” Theodore responded calmly with a weak expression on his face. He was nervous because he was overwhelmed by the ridiculous destructive power. It was only a guess that Pan Helliones couldn’t use this power as often as he wanted.

However, Pan Helliones’ reaction was completely unexpected. “No promise… Is that so?” He had a ridiculing smile on his face. Theodore had an uneasy feeling when he saw Pan Helliones’ expression and tried to calm down.

“Weren’t you the ones who invited me into this battle?”

Hearing Helliones’ unexpected words,
Theodore’s expression froze. Pan Helliones was already aware of the existence of an accomplice.

“Crawl out here, Sir Clovis. You should’ve come out sooner if you were planning on the element of surprise. It is too late now.”

“…Tch, you noticed quickly.” Randolph had been caught and emerged belatedly. As always, he was wearing armor and held two swords. He appeared behind Helliones, who was confronting Theodore. It would’ve been better if they had a chance to choose a location which was more advantageous to them, but they couldn’t pass up this opportunity to kill him.