At the foot of Mount Vesuvius, waves of excited cheers rose higher and higher, echoing throughout the entire volcano.
The faces of the crowd were filled with uncontrollable joy, and their bodies trembled involuntarily.
Many monks loosened their clenched fists, relaxed their tense nerves, and felt a sense of ease and strength in their bodies.
They exchanged a knowing smile with the noble mage beside them, silently marveling at their narrow escape from disaster.
The knights patted each other on the shoulder, leaned heavily against their comrades with their strong arms, and celebrated their final victory with their actions.
After a round of cheers of victory, someone in the crowd finally remembered Victor on the mountain.
Just as they were about to ask around, they looked up...
Then I saw a group of knights wearing silver armor adorned with volcanic ash that shimmered in the rain.
Clear raindrops struck their silver armor, the rainwater mixed with volcanic ash to form gray streams that dripped from the armor.
As Viktor plummeted from the sky after the behemoth was destroyed by that unparalleled magic,
Gwen then led a group of knights up the mountain to search for Victor.
They quickly pinpointed where Viktor had fallen and soon found him engulfed in flames, wearing only a pair of trousers.
Victor was carried back on a stretcher by the knights.
Because he had multiple burns and his strength was exhausted from the three-day, three-night battle with the giant beast, he was completely worn out.
But he still managed to stay conscious with a sliver of willpower.
When he was carried back by the Silent Knights,
Countless mages looked up at the returning knight in unison, their smiles fading.
He then adopted a solemn, respectful, shocked, and worshipful expression as he gazed at Viktor, who was not yet completely unconscious.
All the mages present clearly saw the power of a fifth-tier mage that Viktor displayed at the last moment.
He created a war magic spell using only his own magic power during a battle.
This feat is unprecedented and unheard of in the entire history of the empire... and even in world history.
Either of these achievements would be enough to make Viktor the greatest mage of his time.
Not to mention he stepped in at a crucial moment and saved everyone.
This heroic act brought the admiration and respect for Viktor to its peak in the hearts of everyone present.
Even Duke Reeves walked over to Victor, bowing his head to look at the man lying on the stretcher.
A hero with one eye closed, the other half-open, his vision blurred.
The Duke of Reeves looked serious, his eyes filled with sincerity.
He then bowed deeply to Viktor.
"On behalf of the Duke of the Empire, I extend my sincerest gratitude to you, Mr. Victor."
"You are the hero who saved everyone here."
As soon as he finished speaking, countless mages in the arena bowed to Victor in respect.
Even the knights solemnly pounded their right fists on their left chests, their expressions dignified, performing standard knightly etiquette.
Even Gwen remained silent, solemnly saluting Victor with a knightly salute.
At that moment, perhaps hearing a series of unified sounds coming from the surroundings, Viktor also reacted.
He turned his face with difficulty, his gaze falling on Erica, who was standing next to Rivi.
The blonde girl showed extreme fear when the giant beast appeared, her legs so weak that she could barely stand.
Her emotions only calmed down a little after the monster was defeated.
But the fear in his eyes was still clearly visible, and his eyes were filled with tears.
However, she also bowed to Viktor with the utmost respect.
At that moment, Victor slowly raised an arm and laboriously extended a finger, pointing at Erica.
"come over."
Erica was startled when she heard Viktor's hoarse, deep voice.
Reeve frowned, seemingly displeased with Erica's reaction, and said:
"Go."
Oh, oh.
Erica nodded blankly, but did as she was told.
Then, she looked at Viktor's still-raised arm and felt a little confused.
Just as Erica leaned closer, Victor suddenly grabbed her arm.
Erica trembled as her body was directly touched.
There are so many people here, this isn't a good idea.
And Mr. Victor was so badly injured...
Erica, whose mind was suddenly filled with these two thoughts for no apparent reason, suddenly felt a chill run down her spine.
It felt as if someone's gaze had suddenly locked onto her, making her feel somewhat suffocated.
Without turning around, she could guess whose gaze it was.
But, but Mr. Victor grabbed her on his own initiative.
But soon,
A light, husky voice, almost a soliloquy, rang out, audible only to Erica.
"As expected... you are not the successor."
"So even if you come to the volcano, you are destined not to hear 'its' voice."
Viktor's hand gradually loosened and fell back onto the stretcher.
He looked up at the sky, feeling the cold rain pattering against his face, sighed, and his voice carried a sense of relief.
"With the inheritors gone, how can the power of nature manifest itself?"
After saying that, Viktor closed his eyes weakly.
At that moment, Levi swiftly issued an emergency order to the entire mage corps, his tone extremely serious:
"Quickly! Someone come here immediately and treat Viktor!"
This chapter is not finished, please click the next page to continue reading!
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
