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.

old man felt a bit awkward as his butler only

something else?" the old

Silence.

Child of Calamity has vanished," Wester

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

our people arrived at his

for him?" the old man

of the surrounding 50,000 kilometers. As a mere Apprentice, he couldn't

they would only be shooting a fireball in their own faces by taking him away. I'm certain that

own life. That would also explain why you can't find

nodded. "That is also

man also nodded. "I presume you need the seal?"

"Yes, sir."

Wester to give him something, and a piece of paper appeared in the air, which then floated to the

at the paper and read

the piece of paper, and his finger shone with

old man commented as

"As always," Wester said.

left the study, and wished the old man a good

left, the old man looked with furrowed brows at

gathered in the air, and a clear

looked into the pool, and the

speeds as he scanned through

pool vanished, and the old man

so it's not really unbelievable. It just hasn't happened with the Child of Calamity before in the past

for a while longer, but then he put his head back

The legions will find the new Child of Calamity anyway," he commented to

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

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

arrived in a

hung down from every column. The flags had white lightning bolts imprinted on them, and a gigantic table was in the middle

now, the

another hallway, this hallway

through another

kinds of magical equipment could be found in the

evening, sir. Do you require

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

She exuded incredible power.

searching for you. Everything going

you for asking, sir," the woman

politely as he took out the

floated over, and the

more as she continued

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

in the shape of a piece of paper appeared

the paper in the outcropping, and the

DING! DING! DING!

their sounds ignoring the upper limit of the

good hunt," Wester commented

Sarah said

SHING!

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

had undergone a