Rebirth of the 8th-Circle Mage-Chapter 192 - Central Powers (6)
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Chapter 192 - Central Powers (6)
Having his attack blocked, Terion once again strung a magic arrow on his bow, and without hesitation, he shot it.
Pnggg!
Once again, with a sharp, piercing sound, the Aura-enhanced arrow hit Henryβs Magic Shield. However, it was futile. Terion was a bow master, but he was nowhere near skilled enough to penetrate Henryβs shield.
βI see a familiar face. Letβs deal with this first and have a conversation with him.β
βGood idea.β
At Henryβs suggestion, Von, McDowell, and Valhald started moving.
The moment the three of them enveloped themselves in Aura, Terion frowned as he was about to put his third arrow on his bow.
β...Huh?β
There was no way he didnβt recognize the four of them with his sharp eyes. However, the reason he had shot the arrows right off the bat was because the Deucekain people had already been ready to attack.
Moreover, the four of them had appeared in the center of the Deucekain palace on Mount Mecca. Initially, Terion had doubted his own senses, unable to believe that he could encounter all four of them in a location where ordinary people would never dare to set foot.
However, just as he had fired two arrows and was about to shoot a third, Terion realized who they were, but it was too late.
βLong time no see,β yelled Sonic McDowell.
βY-youβre...!β
Thud!
As soon as Henry ordered them to restrain him, McDowell quickly closed the distance between him and Terion before the third arrow was shot. McDowell extended his massive palm and slammed Terionβs face into the ground.
βYou mustn't kill him, just restrain him!β
βThatβs easier said than done.β
McDowell grumbled at Henryβs request. What Henry asked of him wasnβt difficult as long as the opponent was as skilled as him.
βAghh, khaa!β
βShut up! You shouldnβt have shot your arrows like that in the first place.β
With his face planted in the ground, Terion struggled to free himself from McDowellβs grasp, but to no avail.
McDowell was the third sword of the former Imperial Ten Swords, so a mere bow master couldnβt realistically do anything against him.
Crack!
βAghhhhh!β
Despite his playful comments, McDowell made sure to properly restrain Terion. Thus, he broke Terionβs thumb, index, and middle finger on his right hand, the most precious fingers for an archer, all at once.
βOkay. Next up is your left hand.β
McDowell pressed on Terionβs neck with his knee. He then dropped Terionβs right hand and grabbed his left hand with which he was holding the bow.
Terion lifted his head as much as he could and shouted, βAgh! I-I surrender! Please! Pleaseee!β
βHuh? What did you say? I couldnβt hear you.β
McDowell looked like the devil in Terionβs eyes.
Just as McDowell was about to break Terionβs left fingers...!
βThatβs enough.β
Henry stopped McDowell.
βHuh? Why?β
βI said we have to deal with this, not make a total mess. Plus, donβt you think heβll be more cooperative if we leave his left hand alone?β
βHm, you do have a point. Hey you, consider yourself lucky, because if it werenβt for him, you wouldnβt even be able to hold a fork, let alone a bow, for the rest of your life.β
It was a lighthearted warning, but McDowell had actually been about to cripple Terion. He acted in a different manner to women, but to men, McDowell was as cold and distant as a person could be.
By this point, the area had been dealt with. With their proficiency in swordsmanship, Von and Valhaldβs had made it impossible for the guards at the palace to even approach them.
Henry brought both of his hands together and said, βThis should do for now. Letβs get going.β
βGo where?β
βHere.β
Snap!
As soon as Henry snapped his fingers, Von, Valhald, McDowell, and Terion, all disappeared without a trace.
Henry had used Teleportation.
* * *
They had moved to Salgaera in the north, where it snowed incessantly.
Henry threw Terion into the same cell in which he had locked up Aubert.
Clank!
βArghh...!β
Rolling on the floor, Terion held his broken fingers in agony as if they had just been broken again.
However, Henry lit up the cell with an expressionless face.
βY-Youβre...!β
βNice to see you again. Itβs been a while, hasnβt it?β
Terion hadnβt been mistaken back in Deucekain. Sandwiched between the former Imperial Ten Swords was none other than Henry, Eisenβs vassal.
βH-how are you here?β
βBe quiet, we donβt have much time, so Iβll move quickly.β
Henry took out an hourglass from his pocket and placed it on the floor. It would take exactly one hour for the entirety of the sand to flow into the lower part.
Since they made a mess right after they arrived in Deucekain, even an hour was a very long time. However, Henry wasnβt stupid enough to let go of this coincidental opportunity just because he was time-constrained.
βListen carefully. If you canβt prove your worth in exactly one hour from now, youβre never going to see the light of day, let alone a bow and arrow.β
Gulp.
Terion, a bow master, had good instincts. It didnβt matter in the slightest what Henryβs current position was. The only thing that mattered was that even McDowell was listening to Henry.
After giving him a warning, Henry asked his first question.
βWhy did you come to Deucekain?β
βW-well, to explain that, Iβd first have to explain the political landscape of the entire continent...β π³πΏπππ°πππ»πΌπ―ππ₯.ππΌπΊ
Shunk!
βArghhhh!β
Henry thrust his Colt Dagger into Terionβs thigh as he was speaking. He then pulled Terion by his hair from the ground and said, βI already know that Arthus has founded a new empire, and that all the nobles from the previous empire have sided with him. Youβre one of them too, arenβt you?β freew ebnovel.com
Terion nodded, struggling.
It was as expected.
Henry continued in a cold tone, βI didnβt bring you all the way here just to hear that kind of information, so just answer my question.β
βA-alright.β
Henry was a brilliant and capable assistant of that stupid Eisen, but to Terion, he was no longer just a capable assistant, but a cruel devil in disguise.
* * *
β...As expected.β
By the time the sand almost completely reached the bottom of the hourglass, Henry had squeezed as much information out of Terion as he could, not giving him a moment of rest.
As expected, Arthus had sent Terion to Deucekain as an envoy. Mount Mecca was close to the Highlander region, which allowed Terion to arrive faster than Henry.
Terion had shot the arrows at Henry right off the bat in order to help the people of Deucekain and win their favor.
βPlus, Arthus has ordered us to kill all the wizards.β
Henry had also found out some unexpected pieces of information while interrogating Terion. He had learned that Arthus suspected the wizards of the Magical Spire for destroying the palace and killing the emperor, not Eisen or himself.
βThatβs why he ordered to kill all the wizards.β
Of course, it wasnβt an order to actually kill all of them, but only to eliminate the wizards who resisted, sparing those who chose to surrender. After all, wizards were a valuable resource.
Having finished thinking, Henry picked up the hourglass that was still going, and put it away. He then looked at Terion, who was gasping for air on the ground.
βTerion.β
Terion flinched. For him, the past hour had been an extremely horrible experience that taught him just how terrifying Henry could be.
βDo you want to live?β asked Henry bluntly.
Terion sat down properly, fixed his posture, and nodded strongly.
βY-yes! Please spare me!β
βOf course, I should let you live, since youβre so desperate. Weβre old battle buddies who fought on the same battlefield, aren't we?β
Battle buddies.
Terion never knew that the words battle buddies could be used in such a chilling, twisted way.
Henry crouched down in front of Terion and locked eyes with him. He then created a sphere of mana and put it inside Terionβs mouth.
βSwallow it.β
β...!β
It was a black, blazing sphere. Even at first glance, the sphere looked dangerous, but when it touched Terionβs lips, it just felt like a drop of water.
Henry continued to slowly shove the black mana sphere into Terionβs mouth, eventually pushing it down his esophagus.
βThis is a special magic bomb that I made. I can detonate it whenever I want, and its explosion radius is about one kilometer. Also, with no wizards in the empire, I doubt thereβs anyone who can remove this.β
β...!β
Even though the explanation was vague, it was undoubtedly terrifying.
βTerion.β
βY-yes!β
βIβm only going to tell you the instructions once, so listen carefully and memorize them.β
Henry had sucked out as much information as he possibly could from Terion. However, if he killed him at this point, Arthus was surely going to notice something was wrong, but at the same time, Terion was useless to keep as a hostage, which meant that there was only option left.
βIβll hold his very life hostage.β
Henry planned to use Terion as the perfect spy. Given the black sphere inside his body, it didnβt even matter if Terion got caught or killed, which made him doubly efficient as a spy.
For the next ten minutes, Henry instructed his new spy on what he needed to do, just like the way he had used to instruct Eisen.
After explaining, Henry confirmed with Terion.
βYou got it, right?β
β...Yes!β replied Terion firmly.
Terion was a smart man. In just one instructional session, he managed to perfectly memorize how he needed to behave in the future.
Henry snapped his fingers and said, βHeal, Clean, Charming,β
Znggg!
A cluster of bright lights surrounded Terion. His deformed fingers and dirty clothes were all perfectly restored back to their normal state.
βS-Sir Henry, this is...?β
βIf you try to lie to people while looking like a mess, whoβs going to believe you? Iβm going to send you back to Deucekain now. You know what to do, right?β
βY-yes, Sir!β
Snap!
Henry snapped again, and Terion disappeared without a trace.
* * *
β...What an amazing guy.β
As Terion disappeared, McDowell, who had witnessed the whole thing, spoke to Von in a quiet voice.
βIβve never seen him like that before. Heβs pretty scary.β
βHeβs a very thorough guy. Heβs also just as level-headed as the Grand Duke. One could call him the incarnation of the Grand Duke.β
βWell, thatβs probably why you believed him and decided to go along with him, right?β
βNo, I was also brought into this whole thing just like that.β
β...?β
Henry had sent Terion back to Deucekain. He then got up and returned to the three people who were waiting for him.
βI saw the way you dealt with things back there. Iβve never seen you like that, but youβre scary as hell.β
βWhat do you mean?β
βThe bomb! You put that brutal thing inside of his stomach so effortlessly.β
βThatβs not a bomb.β
βWhat?β
βEven though Iβm a 7th-Circle wizard, thereβs no way I could plant a mana ball in someoneβs body permanently in such a short period of time.β
βHuh? Then what was that earlier?β
βIt was just a simple mana ball, one thatβs going to naturally disappear as time passes.β
βThen, you... Did you really...?β
βPeople are simpler than you think. If one believes theyβre in danger, theyβre naturally going to be scared for their lives. The ones who can see through this kind of deception are the people who possess real power, donβt you think?β
β...I see.β
McDowell nodded in agreement at Henryβs flawless logic. The latter was completely right, and any further comments were unnecessary.
McDowell changed the subject and asked a different question.
βThen are we going back to Deucekain?β
βNo, thereβs no need.β
βWhy not?β
βI initially planned to take care of Deucekain first, but then we met Terion, an unexpected aide.β
βThen what do we do now?β
βWeβre going to take care of something else in the meantime.β
βSomething else? Are you talking about the last two Central Powers?β
βThatβs right. We must secure the other two countries before itβs too late. The Sore Empire is next on the list.β
Sore Empire, perhaps the trickiest country of all, was their next stop.