winter era

Chapter 2 A Journey Alone

But as a mage, Kaos will not sit still.

Lying on the chair and thinking about it, I calculated the gains and losses in my heart.However, the result of the calculation made the chief mage of the Northland have no choice but to come to the warehouse with a sullen face and give the fat quartermaster a warrant of his own.

Because this is the Northland and not the Eastern Plains, in such an environment where the world is an enemy, there is no way for him to cross the entire ice sheet without any supplies.Even if you don't need food or anything, spell-casting materials and a certain amount of trading items are still necessary for mages.Because a wizard is a wizard, not a robber.

But there are always surprises.

"My lord, I'm really sorry for this villain, but I can't do anything without the order from above..."

The middle-aged quartermaster with messy hair twitched his rosy nose, made an embarrassing look on his pockmarked face, and reached out to return the fucking warrant to the surprised Kaos.

Under the gaze of the black-robed mage, the plump body shrunk as hard as possible, and his eyes narrowed to look innocent.

"My lord, you need to know that the number of our troops here is kept in accounts. Whichever side is more and which side is less, it is recorded in the account book. I can't give the military salary without an order from above? Your lord, we will Let it go, it's against the rules."

And he seemed to feel that such lethality alone was not enough, this troublesome guy even pouted and complained.

"What do you think? There is not much food in the entire Northland, and I will take care of all of these. The entire Northland has only more than 100 million people, and the army is less than 2 people. All these resources are in my hands." I saved up a little bit of frugality. You are going to take away the materials in my warehouse, and there is no order from above, so how can I not give it to you? "

Trying to maintain the indifference and elegance of his chief magician, Kaos took a few deep breaths in his heart.Stretching out his hand and rubbing his swollen brows, he said angrily looking at the quartermaster who looked like a dead pig and was not afraid of boiling water.

"You mean you can't give it to me? Let me go to the elf alone without even a resource supply?"

"You have to understand, don't you understand long live? And the governor and the patriarch have come here to mention a lot of things. Chief, you are a mage. Is there any way to conjure up some resources? You are the only one in the whole Northland Isn't the chief mage?"

Changing bread is a divine art, does it have anything to do with mages?
Kaos looked at the quartermaster who had endured for a long time with a fat body, and then he didn't rub out a dissociation technique and fell on the man's stomach.

A chief mage arranged a job as a diplomat, allowing the only magical force in the entire Northland to walk out of the defense circle of the Northland City.Let a thin mage go to a legendary place alone to conclude a covenant without even a little bit of music, and then seize the funds and materials used for turnover.Do these people in the Ice Council really regard mages as attractive?

Seeing that the quartermaster over there said he was respectful but showed contempt all the time, even a fool would know that this guy definitely accepted the orders of the Ice Council.Facing this group of pig teammates, Kaos could only sigh slightly.

"I said you... You and the masters behind you seem to have a wrong perception of me?"

The mage in black robe smiled obscurely, stretched out his hand and shook the empty robe.The black robe seemed to be shaking under the surface of the water, and under the somewhat terrified gaze of the quartermaster, ripples appeared in the cold air like water waves.

Energy Damage Protection - Cold.

It was the ripple-like lines that blocked all the cold air from his withered body.If he didn't have this wonderful power, he wouldn't even be able to stand upright in the air-leaking igloo and communicate with the quartermaster.Even with his frail body that could fall down at any time, and had been hollowed out by the magic power, he couldn't even come to the Northland, so he could only die on the carriage halfway.

But it is precisely because of this power that he can come here.He became the head mage of the Northland, and became a mysterious and terrifying black-robed mage that even the empire would recognize.Just because he is the most powerful force in this world, no one can refuse a mage's request.

So, he put a finger on the quartermaster's leather armor.

"I don't care if you have any unspeakable secrets, I don't care what your difficulties are, and I don't care about the group of fat, big-eared idiots from the Ice Council behind you. Let me ask you a question. How much do you give for a warehouse's supplies? Or not?"

"...Master, get out of here. I can't give the order given to me by the higher authorities."

Facing the obscure mage who seemed to be in a world completely different from his own, the fat man also completely tore his face.He straightened out his belly full of fat, and his naked face was outlined with a vivid look of contempt.

Anyway, it's just an airborne chief mage, what can he do?The entire Northland is the site of the Ice Council, and the blood of the 23 nobles controls all the products of the North Wind.Even His Majesty the King can't do anything with the Ice Council, so what can you do if you humiliate a little head mage?The mage's spire can't be chased from such a long distance, can it?
"You are really a tough guy... You have no fear when you see a mage."

The mage smiled weakly, and gently poked his withered fingers into his belly under the surprised gaze of the quartermaster.

"...Then, let's go die."

There was a soft 'crack', like the sound of oily wood burning in the light of a fire.A faint white light flashed across Kaos' fingertips like dead branches.Under the fingertips of the black-robed mage, the quartermaster turned into a sculpture shaped by a real person almost instantly, and his whole body was covered with cracks from the cracking of porcelain in the blink of an eye.

The sound of 'Kara Kara' resounded continuously in the room as if ice cubes were shattering.

The quartermaster stared at his eyes that had split into countless parts, and looked at his cracked body in surprise.I don't know what the world looks like in this person's eyes.He just turned around and looked at the smiling mage over there who opened his mouth slightly.He seemed to want to say something, but he could only helplessly find that his own structure gradually collapsed into pieces.

Like a snowman facing the sun, the head crumbles into countless white dust little by little.

"The fact that I can be recognized as the chief mage of the Northland is not because I am the only mage in the entire Northland. It is because my ability far exceeds that of the chief mages of all generations. I am the strongest, so I am the chief mage. The entire Northland is unique."

Seeing the dissatisfied face of the quartermaster who could only bear the pain of dissociation, the black-robed spellcaster smiled dryly.

Hearing the mage's detailed explanation, his body gradually froze.

The cold north wind poured into the relatively warm room through the open cracks.Blown by the cold wind outside, the shattered figures scattered around the room like snowflakes.The flying dust caused the mage like a dead tree to bend over involuntarily, panting in embarrassment as if he was about to cough out his lungs.It took a while to slow down.

"In the future, we have to develop spells to defend against dust. It's like this every time..."

After patting the dust off his body, Kaos muttered somewhat dissatisfied.

The death of a person, the death of a person promised by the nobles, can only be exchanged for a few sneezes from the mage.

This is the power of the mage.

Picking out the seal used for the warehouse seal from the clothes wreckage turned into by the quartermaster, Kaos blew on the dust and put it in the sleeve of his robe.There was a strange sense of relief on the sickly and thin face, and the relaxed expression was like that of a country noble who had just returned home from hunting.

The two guards who had been watching the enemy outside the door seemed to have completely ignored the scene of killing people on the spot. They looked at all possibilities around the door vigilantly with their spears in their devotion. A person who is targeted as an enemy.

Only the slightly trembling mane on the helmet can prove the tension in the hearts of these soldiers.

Facing the mage who just killed their boss, these guards consciously kept silent, because at this time they clearly realized that it was a mage.And he is the chief mage of the Northland.It is the peak of 300 million people in the vast land of 130 million square kilometers in the entire Northland. It is one of the people with the highest power who controls the life and death of the people in the entire Northland.

On top of this, he is the most important strategic force in the Northland.none of them.

Even obeying the orders of the Ice Council is probably just to abide by the covenant established by mages and nobles, and the laws of the empire may not affect him in the slightest.Rather, it is the imperial nobles who rely on these terrifying existences.

So the guards were silent.

Because he is a mage.Non-nobles are not eligible to talk to mages.

And even if their sense of justice broke out and intervened in Mr. Mage's affairs, I'm afraid the end result would be to die with that fat pig.Even the Ice Council wouldn't care about a few lives that the chief mage didn't care about at this time.

The adults of the Ice Council just couldn't see the situation clearly, not that they really wanted to court death.

So the guards just stood at the door, watching the mage knock on the door behind the pile of dust.

Watching the mage who was dying like a dry black tree pick up the relics of their former boss, stepped over the corpse of their former boss, and aimed the seal at the gate woven with magic and secret orders.

Finally, the soldiers watched the lord walk into the most important warehouse in the entire Northland.Seeing him waiting happily for the warehouse door to slowly open to both sides, they didn't say anything.

The most important thing about being a good guard is not to see what you can't see.

But it's a pity that things like changes are decided by other people above, not by the soldiers.

"My lord, the governor? Why are you here?"

The skinny mage stood at the door of the warehouse, looked at the man standing behind the door in surprise, and asked in disbelief.

The old man standing behind the door raised his head, his majestic body like a lion blocked the whole warehouse behind.A face that looked more like a marble sculpture, slashed with an axe, had an expression as if a successful prank had been written all over it.

"Why can't I be here? Chief Kaos?" The lion-like old man smiled treacherously.

(End of this chapter)