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.

arrogant, stupid piece of

the Ancestral Mage said through gritted

And he vanished.

some seconds, the young man released a

to himself. "I know better than you about all the dangers because I have

granted me the Gravity Affinity, and

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

heavy weight of responsibility

the world hinged on his decisions

the Sweeper continued

a member of the Twilight Dusk Family a

they also had no idea that a powerful

Sweeper was the one following others without being

following a Sweeper without being

the Ancestral Mage managed just

he was silently following them without being

started to feel on edge, and even the Sweeper felt

to the close

to such a powerful and volatile beast was

minutes, the Ancestral Mage

place. Otherwise, his Spells might attract the attention of the Eternal

was very powerful, but he couldn't

they left the vicinity, kill them, and

his Communication

Crystal and inspected it with his

he did so, he nearly broke it into

Crystal, trying his

yet?" the voice of the young man came out of the

Ancestral Mage gritted his teeth. "I can't

a comment, I will ask for one,"

"You literally just-"

man said with a firm tone that commanded respect. "I want you to

your judgment. I need you to rely on

every second you're not putting your trust into

deal with them! Have I made myself clear?" the young