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

you need something else?"

Silence.

Calamity has

looked at Wester with skepticism. "Vanished?

our people arrived at his home for their

for him?" the old man

As a mere Apprentice, he couldn't possibly have traveled

Additionally, they would only be shooting

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

is also our

"I presume you need the seal?"

"Yes, sir."

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

old man looked at the

put his finger at the bottom of the piece of paper, and his finger shone with purple lightning

commented as the paper

"As always," Wester said.

the study, and wished the old

looked with

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

looked into the pool, and

scanned through every

vanished, and the old man laid back on the

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

longer, but

doesn't matter. The legions will find the new Child of

of meters. It was difficult to discern what was more surprising, the fact that

a wooden door, which he quickly

arrived in

walls as imposing, violet flags hung down from every column. The flags had white lightning bolts imprinted on them, and a gigantic table

now, the

hallway, this hallway being far

walked through another

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

sir. Do

stood up politely. Electricity sparked

She exuded incredible power.

I was searching for you.

Thank you for asking, sir," the woman spoke

me," Wester said politely as he took out the paper the old man

over, and the woman looked

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

paper and walked over to a wall. She spoke

shape of a piece of paper appeared

in the outcropping, and the

DING! DING! DING!

sounds ignoring

commented politely as he left

sir," Sarah said with a

SHING!

by a bright light, but the bright

Sarah had undergone a world-shaking