Sword God in a World of Magic

Knock, knock, knock.

Someone knocked on a wooden door.

No answer came.

Creak.

The door opened slowly, and an immaculately dressed person stepped in. It was a man with white hair, but it was a bit difficult to discern his age. Even though he had white hair, which obviously came from old age, there were no wrinkles on his face. If one only looked at his face, one might believe that he was rather young.

However, appearances often deceived.

If someone heard of this person's age, they wouldn't be able to believe whoever told them.

The man looked around the room with professional eyes.

It was a small study filled with all kinds of books, scriptures, tomes, and papers. An unbelievably soft, violet carpet was strewn across the ground, and a cozy fire crackled in the fireplace.

The man's eyes looked at the back of the room.

Another man was sitting on a chair behind a mahogany desk. Several papers were strewn across the desk, and the man practically lay in his chair, his head looking upward.

The man at the door slightly shook his head and walked over.

Bang!

He slightly kicked the table.

"Oh, wha- huh? Oh, good morning, Wester," the man who had just been sleeping said after recovering from the shock. He was an old man with gentle facial features, and everyone that saw him would believe him to be a nice grandpa.

"It's evening, sir," Wester, the butler, said to the old man.

"Oh, already?" the old man asked in confusion as he looked around his room. "I was working on this year's reward for the Clan Tournament. Guess I lost track of time," he said.

"Mhm," Wester uttered, deciding not to comment on how he had found his master napping.

"What? You don't believe me?" the old man asked with an offended expression. "Look! It's over there," he said.

A tome started to float from the desk and stopped in front of Wester.

Wester took the tome, opened it, and scanned through it.

"An Element-Neutral King Rank Spell," Wester commented. "You didn't read the dossiers about the candidates, did you?" Wester asked.

The old man felt like he had been found out.

BANG!

Wester put his hands on the stacked dossiers on the table, making it impossible for the old man to peek at them.

The old man groaned. "Fine! Fine!" he groaned, "but it doesn't really matter, does it? Element-Neutral Spells are worth more than Element-Specific Spells anyway."

"Sir, if you keep creating Element-Neutral Spells for every tournament, the other Clans will start believing that we don't care about the tournament," Wester commented.

The old man groaned again. "Fine! I'll just create one for every Element, and you can choose whichever you want to hand out in the future tournaments."

Wester put the Element-Neutral King Rank Spell under his arm but didn't comment on the old man's words.

Silence.

a bit awkward as his butler only stood before him, not saying

you need something else?" the old

Silence.

Child of Calamity has

aback as he looked at Wester with skepticism. "Vanished? Did he

don't know," Wester said. "When our people arrived at his home for their monthly visit, he was

for him?" the

the seventh legion to search through every particle of the surrounding 50,000 kilometers. As a

Clans could have hidden something like that. Additionally, they would only be shooting a fireball in their

claimed his own life. That would also explain why you can't find a trace of him," the old man

nodded. "That is

"I presume you need the

"Yes, sir."

give him something, and a piece of paper appeared in the air, which

man looked at

put his finger at the bottom of the piece of paper, and his finger

the old man commented as the paper flew back

"As always," Wester said.

and wished the old man a

the old man looked with furrowed brows

old man waved his fingers. Some water gathered in the air, and a clear

old man looked into the pool, and

man's eyes moved with rapid speeds as he scanned through every hidden corner of the world

seconds later, the pool vanished, and the old man laid back on

their owners, so it's not really unbelievable. It just hasn't happened with the Child of Calamity before in the past

while longer, but

Child of Calamity anyway,"

for hundreds of meters. It was difficult to discern what was more surprising,

in front of a wooden

in

long and 300 meters high. Powerful weapons and adornments were on the walls as imposing, violet flags hung down from every column. The flags had white lightning bolts imprinted on

the hall

hallway, this hallway being far bigger and grander

walked through

equipment could be found in the room. Several papers

Do you

woman with ostentatious purple robes stood up politely. Electricity sparked around her

She exuded incredible power.

perfect, I was searching for you. Everything going well?" Wester

for asking,

Wester said politely as he took out

floated over, and the woman looked at the

widened more and more as she continued reading. "Yes, sir," she

over to a wall. She spoke complex and unfamiliar words that warped

later, an outcropping in the shape of a piece of

the paper in the outcropping, and the

DING! DING! DING!

bells rang throughout an unfathomable distance, their sounds ignoring the upper limit of the speed of

good hunt," Wester commented politely as he

Sarah

SHING!

by a bright light, but the bright light vanished just as quickly

Sarah had undergone