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

you need something else?" the old man

Silence.

of Calamity

man was a bit taken aback as he looked at Wester with skepticism. "Vanished? Did he flee? Why would he? He had money, freedom, status, a family, everything. What

people arrived at his home for their

him?"

seventh legion to search through every particle of the surrounding 50,000 kilometers. As a

that. Additionally, they would only be shooting a fireball in their own faces by taking

would also explain why you can't find a trace of him,"

nodded. "That is also

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

"Yes, sir."

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

man looked at the

at the bottom of the piece of paper,

old man commented as the

"As always," Wester said.

the study, and wished the old man a good

left, the old man looked with furrowed brows at the middle

old man waved his fingers. Some water gathered in the

man looked into the pool, and the pool reflected

he scanned through

the old man laid back on the

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 of Calamity before in the past 100,000 years.

but then he put his head

matter. The legions will find the new Child of

meters. It

wooden door, which he quickly

in a grand

kilometers long 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 lightning bolts imprinted on them, and a gigantic table was in the middle of the hall with

the hall was

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

through another

different kinds of magical equipment could be found in the room. Several papers

sir. Do you

politely. Electricity sparked around

She exuded incredible power.

perfect, I was searching for you. Everything going well?"

for asking, sir,"

said politely

over, and the woman

more as she continued reading.

a wall. She spoke complex and unfamiliar words that

seconds later, an outcropping in the shape of a piece of paper

the outcropping, and the paper

DING! DING! DING!

rang throughout an unfathomable distance, their sounds

a good hunt," Wester commented politely as

you, sir," Sarah

SHING!

engulfed by a bright light, but the bright light vanished just as quickly as

had undergone