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.

bit awkward as his butler only

need something else?" the old

Silence.

Child of Calamity has vanished," Wester

aback as he looked at Wester with skepticism. "Vanished? Did he flee? Why would he? He

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

for him?" the

sent the seventh legion to search through every particle of the surrounding 50,000 kilometers. As a mere Apprentice, he couldn't possibly have traveled further, and we would have

other Clans could have hidden something like that. Additionally, they would only be shooting

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

is also

"I presume you need the seal?" he

"Yes, sir."

his hand for Wester to give him something, and a piece of paper appeared in the

man looked at the

of the piece of paper, and his finger shone with purple lightning for

old man commented as the

"As always," Wester said.

around, left the study, and

looked with furrowed brows at

water gathered

the pool, and the

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

and the old man laid back on

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 fishy! Something's different this

longer, but then he put his head

of

Wester was walking 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

a wooden door, which he quickly opened and walked out

in

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

the

down another hallway, this hallway being

through another

kinds of magical equipment could be found in

Do you require

robes stood up politely. Electricity sparked around her as

She exuded incredible power.

was searching for

for asking,

do something for me," Wester said politely as he took out the paper the

over, and the woman looked

more as

to a wall. She spoke

of a piece of paper appeared

paper in the outcropping, and the paper

DING! DING! DING!

rang throughout an unfathomable distance, their sounds

good hunt," Wester commented politely as he left the

sir," Sarah

SHING!

bright light

had undergone a