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.

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

else?"

Silence.

Child of Calamity has vanished," Wester

"Vanished? Did he flee? Why would he? He had money, freedom, status, a family, everything. What

know," Wester said. "When our people arrived at his home for

you search for him?" the

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

thought. "Not even the other Clans could have hidden something like that. Additionally, they would only be shooting a fireball in their own faces by taking him away. I'm

only means that his Affinity has claimed his own life. That would also explain why you

"That is also

nodded. "I presume you need the

"Yes, sir."

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

looked at the

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

as the paper flew

"As always," Wester said.

around, left the study, and wished the old

the old man looked with furrowed

waved his fingers. Some water gathered in the air, and

and the

as he scanned through every hidden corner of the

vanished, and the

man mumbled to himself. "I mean, Affinities can eat up their owners, so

man scratched his chin for a while longer, but then

doesn't matter. The legions will find the new Child of Calamity anyway," he commented to himself

hallway made of stone. Every step he took seemingly pulled him forward for hundreds of meters. It was difficult to discern what was more surprising, the fact that Wester was moving this quickly or

front of a wooden door, which

arrived in a

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 them, and a gigantic table was in the middle of the hall

the

down another hallway, this hallway being far bigger and grander than the

through

chairs. Many different kinds of magical equipment could be found in the room. Several papers and different objects were

Do you require

with ostentatious purple robes stood up politely. Electricity sparked around

She exuded incredible power.

was searching for you. Everything going

Thank you for asking, sir," the woman spoke

need you to do something for me," Wester said politely as he took out

floated over, and the woman

and more as she continued reading.

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

in the shape of

the paper in the outcropping, and

DING! DING! DING!

rang throughout an unfathomable distance, their sounds ignoring the

Wester commented politely as he

you, sir," Sarah said with a

SHING!

engulfed by a bright light, but the bright light vanished just as quickly as it had

undergone a world-shaking