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

the Ancestral Mage said through gritted

And he vanished.

young

said to himself. "I know better than you about all the dangers because I have been chosen by the Mage

Gravity Affinity, and the Mage God

can't possibly make

moment, the young man felt the heavy weight of

on his decisions and

the

a member

no idea that a powerful Ancestral Mage

Sweeper was the one following others without being noticed, but today, the roles

without

the Ancestral Mage

silently following them without being

started to feel on edge, and even the Sweeper felt

the Sweeper only attributed her nervousness to the close proximity

a powerful and volatile beast was bound

the Ancestral Mage continued

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

an Ancestral Mage of the Twilight Dusk Family, he was very powerful, but he couldn't possibly survive an attack from something as

to follow them until they left the vicinity, kill them, and

his Communication Crystal

Communication Crystal and inspected it with

he nearly broke

spoke into the Communication Crystal, trying his best to

yet?" the voice of the young man

Mage gritted his teeth.

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

"You literally just-"

a firm tone that commanded respect. "I want

to rely on your

I am doing, and every second you're not

Have I made myself clear?" the young man