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

else?" the old man

Silence.

Child of Calamity has vanished,"

man was a bit taken aback as he looked at Wester with skepticism. "Vanished? Did he flee? Why

said. "When our people arrived at

search for him?" the

of the surrounding 50,000 kilometers. As a

old man scratched his chin in 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 certain

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

nodded. "That is also our

nodded. "I presume you need the seal?" he

"Yes, sir."

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

old man looked at the

the bottom of the piece of

always," the old man commented as the paper flew back

"As always," Wester said.

study, and wished the old man a

old man looked with furrowed

water gathered in

man looked into the pool, and the pool reflected a seemingly

eyes moved with rapid speeds as he scanned through every hidden corner of the world in the

pool vanished, and the old man laid back

trace of him. That's a new one," the old man mumbled to himself. "I mean, Affinities can eat up their owners, so it's not really unbelievable. It just hasn't happened with the Child of Calamity before in the past 100,000 years. This smells

while longer, but then he put

new Child of Calamity anyway," he commented to himself as

through a dimly lit 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 the fact that the hallway

seconds, Wester arrived in front of a wooden door, which he quickly opened and

in a

the walls as imposing, violet flags hung down from every column. The flags had white lightning bolts imprinted on

now, the hall

through another door and down another hallway, this hallway being far

through another

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

evening, sir. Do you require

Electricity sparked around her

She exuded incredible power.

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

sir. Thank you for asking,

to do something for me," Wester said politely as

over, and the woman looked at

eyes widened more and more as she

the paper and walked over to a wall. She spoke complex

an outcropping in the shape of a piece of

paper in the

DING! DING! DING!

unfathomable distance, their sounds ignoring the upper limit of the

hunt," Wester commented

you, sir," Sarah said with

SHING!

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

Sarah had undergone