Sword God in a World of Magic

The Mage King quietly waited for an answer.

Luckily, he didn't need to wait for long.

"Hey, Samuel. Nice to talk to you! How are you?" said a friendly voice coming from the Communication Crystal.

The Mage King gulped once. '"Not very well, sir."

"Oh? Are you having trouble? Do you need some help?" the friendly voice asked.

Samuel laughed bitterly. "Sir, I don't feel very well because I think I know why you are calling."

"We can talk about that after this. So, there are no problems at home or with your meditation? Everything outside of work is okay?" the person asked with a concerned voice.

"Everything's alright, sir," Samuel said.

"Good, good," the voice said. "Hey, listen, I've been hearing a couple of things, and I want to hear your side of the events. Could you tell me, from your point of view, what happened within the last hour?"

Samuel gulped another time. "Of course, sir."

Then, Samuel recited everything he had experienced.

"Good, good," the friendly voice said. "Now, I don't need to tell you that what you've delivered wasn't the greatest performance of your career, right?"

"No, sir," Samuel said quietly.

"You should know that, as the Judgment Palace, we represent a certain prestige. I know that this entire war business is quite complicated and that the Lightning Manor is delivering quite a formidable performance, but we can't have one of our Mage Kings be fooled by some warrior in the Sixth Realm. Do you get what I mean?" the voice asked.

Samuel wanted to protest and say that the opponent couldn't possibly have been fooling them. After all, the warrior had fought against someone with a fivefold Spirit Sense and a Death Affinity. It was already surprising enough that he had won. Samuel couldn't believe that all of this had been an act.

And yet, he couldn't protest.

Even though the voice seemed quite friendly and professional, all the Mage Kings knew the truth.

The person behind that voice didn't even know the concept of true empathy and respect.

He was simply talking in such a polite and friendly manner because this was the best way to get others to follow his orders.

He had no problem handing out compliments and having a bit of small talk if it helped him in keeping everything under his control.

Under this person, one would find oneself drawn to them.

The person was so charismatic, funny, friendly, and respectful.

The person would even listen to their trouble, give them emotional support, and give them a shoulder to cry on.

Yet, the people that truly knew this person could see the truth.

There was nothing.

There was no concern, disregard, love, hate, admiration, disdain, or care inside that person.

They were empty.

There was just nothing.

it and without caring whether the other person was

one had ever seen this person be unfriendly and

one knew how they were when they were

that made them

fight or kill anyone, but everyone knew

had killed many people, but no one

ever seen them sad, angry, or

They were always nice.

or a concerned expression on

And yet...

person killed people without

still seemed fine, and that person still

next, that person

For seemingly no reason.

matter who it

even killed Mage

there was nothing anyone could

all, this was King Sanctified Death, the strongest Mage

only people that could punish or suppress him were

the end, Samuel

I know my

know that you've done a lot for the Judgment Palace, which is also why I trusted you with leading the assault. I know that you

couple of minutes have been troublesome,

I understand, sir,"

it would be better for everyone involved that you leave the frontline to one of our

Samuel's heart rate increased.

King Sanctified Death had killed them, but all

he had once led, invested in, or

Sanctified Death was like a ruthless and efficient businessman. As long as something kept paying dividends, he was happy and treated it well. But as soon as there appeared a significant loss, King Sanctified Death

and if they didn't help him become richer or more

hate them

around anymore, which was why he got rid

a

that King Sanctified Death pulled him away from the frontlines, the fear and anxiety in his

repay everything as quickly as possible. There are still other

voice, "I think you've been a bit overworked recently. You had this entire investigation thing going on, and I essentially pulled you out of that and pushed you to the front lines. I think you're a bit too stressed and

why don't you

feeling of doom

and almost pleading voice. "I can go back

guilty about this entire thing, but this was your only mistake.

in Samuel's heart

Death hadn't said "first"

said "only"

take a century off, and you will see that your

Samuel's breathing intensified.