Sword God in a World of Magic

The Ancestral Mage respectfully remained at the young man's side. "Any orders?" he asked.

The young man with grey hair focused a bit more on the gravitational waves in the air.

"I was under the impression that Sirius Dreila forbade anyone from entering this place. I told him I need to focus on my training," the young man muttered with cold annoyance.

"Either Sirius Dreila has become careless, or he has become careless," the young man said, both sides of his sentence referring to different things.

"Sounds like he became careless," the Ancestral Mage commented from the side.

The young man furrowed his brows. "If I want a comment, I will ask for one."

The Ancestral Mage summoned a tiny bit of Mana to stop the young man from noticing his rolling eyes.

Why did he get stuck with this arrogant prick?

Just because this guy had a Gravity Affinity, he was acting like the reincarnation of the Mage God.

Nevertheless, the Ancestral Mage remained quiet.

After some seconds, the young man snorted.

"Well, it doesn't matter. Either way, these two are in a place they shouldn't be."

"Kill them."

The Ancestral Mage grimaced in discomfort.

"I would need to follow them for- "

"I said," the young man said after interrupting the Ancestral Mage, "if I want a comment, I will ask for one."

The Ancestral Mage narrowed his eyes. "This isn't-"

"Follow your order!" the young man shouted with a strict voice.

A fire of rage exploded in the Ancestral Mage's eyes, and he looked into the young man's eyes with unending fury.

stupid piece

Mage said through

And he vanished.

young man released

you will understand one day," he said to himself. "I know better than you

God has granted me the Gravity Affinity,

Mage can't possibly make better judgments than God's

the young man felt the heavy weight

world hinged on

and the Sweeper continued to

by a member of

no idea that a powerful Ancestral

Sweeper was the one following others without

a Sweeper without

Mage managed just

he was silently following them without being

on edge, and even the Sweeper felt

only attributed her nervousness to the close proximity

a powerful and volatile beast was bound to take a

minutes, the Ancestral

attack them in this place. Otherwise, his Spells might attract the

powerful, but he

follow them until they left the vicinity, kill them,

Communication Crystal

summoned the Communication Crystal and inspected it with his

so, he nearly

spoke into the Communication Crystal, trying his best to keep his

voice of the young man came out of

his teeth. "I

want a comment, I will ask for

"You literally just-"

the young man said with a firm tone that commanded respect. "I

your

doing, and every second you're not

with them! Have I made myself clear?"