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

Ancestral Mage said through

And he vanished.

seconds, the young man released a

know better than you about all the dangers

has granted me the Gravity Affinity, and the Mage

make better judgments

felt the heavy weight of

fate of the world hinged on his decisions and

the

idea that they had been noticed by a member of the Twilight Dusk Family a

they also had no idea that a powerful Ancestral Mage was

the one following others without being noticed,

a Sweeper without being noticed was incredibly

Mage managed just

minutes, he was silently following them

feel on edge, and even the Sweeper felt

only attributed her nervousness to

a powerful and volatile beast was bound to

two minutes, the Ancestral

knew that he couldn't just attack them in this place. Otherwise, his Spells

but he couldn't

just needed to follow them until they left the vicinity, kill

Communication

Communication Crystal and inspected it with his Spirit

he nearly

into the Communication Crystal, trying his best to keep

voice of the young man came

Mage gritted his teeth. "I

want a comment, I will ask for one," the young

"You literally just-"

respect. "I want

you to rely on your judgment. I need you to rely

you're not putting your trust into my

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