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.

as his butler only stood before him, not

you need something else?" the old man

Silence.

Calamity has vanished," Wester

"Vanished? Did he flee? Why would he? He had money,

"When our people arrived at his

search for him?" the

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

chin in thought. "Not even the other Clans could have hidden something like that. Additionally, they would only be shooting a fireball

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

nodded. "That is also our

man also nodded. "I presume you need

"Yes, sir."

for Wester to give him something, and a

looked at the

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

old man commented as the paper flew

"As always," Wester said.

the study, and wished

with furrowed brows at the middle

old man waved his fingers. Some water gathered

into the pool, and

he scanned through every hidden corner

later, the pool vanished, and the old man laid back on the

new one," the old man mumbled to himself. "I mean, Affinities can eat up their owners, so it's not really

scratched his chin for a while longer, but then he put

will find the new Child of Calamity anyway," he commented to himself as he closed

through a dimly lit hallway made of stone. Every step he took seemingly pulled him forward for hundreds of meters. It was difficult to

front of a wooden door, which he quickly opened and walked out

arrived in

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

now, the

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

walked through another

magical equipment could be found in the room. Several

evening, sir. Do you require

politely. Electricity sparked around

She exuded incredible power.

perfect, I was searching for you. Everything going

asking, sir,"

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

the woman looked at

more and more as she continued

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

later, an outcropping in the shape of a piece

paper in the outcropping, and the paper burned

DING! DING! DING!

sounds ignoring the upper limit of the speed of

Wester commented politely

Sarah said with a

SHING!

but the bright light

had undergone