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.

felt a bit awkward as his butler

else?"

Silence.

Child of Calamity has

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

Wester said. "When our people arrived at

for him?" the old man

kilometers. As a mere Apprentice, he couldn't possibly have

have hidden something like that. Additionally, they would only be shooting a fireball in their own faces by taking him away. I'm certain that he hadn't had

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

nodded. "That is also our

"I presume you need the seal?"

"Yes, sir."

something, and

looked at

the piece of paper,

man commented as the paper flew back

"As always," Wester said.

left the study, and wished the old man

the old man looked with furrowed brows at the middle of the

Some water gathered in

looked into the pool, and the pool

scanned through every hidden corner of the

later, the pool vanished, and the old man

enough, he's gone. No 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

but

of Calamity anyway," he

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

a wooden door, which he quickly opened

in

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

now, the hall was

this

walked through another

could be found in the room. Several papers and different objects were on

Do you require

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

She exuded incredible power.

was searching for you. Everything going well?"

asking, sir," the woman spoke

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

paper floated over, and the woman

widened more and more as she continued

a wall.

seconds later, an outcropping in the shape of

the paper in the outcropping, and the paper burned

DING! DING! DING!

their sounds ignoring the upper limit of the

Wester commented politely

Sarah said with

SHING!

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

undergone