He snapped out of his hallucination and took a deep breath.
But his body was soaked in sweat, and beads of sweat rolled down his forehead like beans.
Then, the Grand Master's wise and profound voice slowly rang out:
What did you see?
Rachel took a few breaths, calming herself down a bit.
He opened his eyes wide and murmured softly.
"That's... a sword?"
He saw the longsword flash in Victor's hand the instant he swung it.
Then, he used only one attack,
He then tore the entire mage tower, along with himself, apart completely.
However, how... how is this possible?
"He's a mage..."
It's already unbelievable that a 29-year-old fifth-tier mage could achieve this.
How could his swordsmanship have reached the level of a world-class master?
Even Angus Delin, the great snow mastiff knight from the far north, known as the master of weapons,
His swordsmanship is no match for Victor's.
"Nothing is impossible. Didn't Aubrey kill a dragon all by himself when he was only seventeen?"
"But he is, after all, the emperor..."
Before he could finish speaking, Rachel suddenly stopped and swallowed the rest of his words.
Indeed, Aubrey was the emperor.
In fact, everyone within the Mage Council knows the true source of the Karencia Empire's power.
【emperor】
The fact that every successor of the Karencia bloodline has become the strongest in the empire is enough to prove this point.
However, Aubrey was not yet emperor when he was seventeen.
"So you can't deny that Aubrey himself is extremely powerful."
"Then why does Viktor have to be weaker than him?"
Indeed, Viktor's amazing talent has shocked the world.
Becoming a fourth-tier mage at the age of twenty-five—where else can you find such talent?
And this doesn't even mention his hidden, unfathomable strength.
The fact that he is a 29-year-old fifth-tier mage is probably only known to Rachel himself.
But then again, his talent has already been fully demonstrated in the field of mages.
But why is his swordsmanship also so outstanding?
Although it was merely a 'future' created by the archmage using magic and shouldn't be taken seriously,
But Rachel believed that the Archmage would not deceive him.
Viktor's swordsmanship could only be stronger than that.
However, the more this was the case, the more unbelievable it became for Rachel.
Is there really an all-around genius like Viktor in this world?
Just as Rachel was questioning the meaning of life, the archmage on the table suddenly burst into laughter and said:
"I didn't tell you that Viktor's strength comes entirely from talent."
Upon hearing this, Rachel's thoughts suddenly froze.
He noticed that the Grand Master's gaze had relaxed considerably.
Rachel had no idea what the Archmage and Victor had discussed in that space.
Therefore, he couldn't understand it either.
Why did the great master feel such a sense of relief and delightful joy?
But soon, the Grand Mage's voice rang out again:
"Don't overthink it, all you need to know is this."
“The mage is just the lowest-ranking profession for him.”
These words made Rachel's eyes widen.
He could only listen quietly to the Grand Master's words, feeling the waves of shock rising in his heart.
"The body needs to be rebuilt, and the magic needs to be rebuilt."
All he needed was a body to support him.
"After all, true skill is timeless."
...
Viktor strolled leisurely around the academy all by himself.
He walked through the college, and many students watched him from a distance as he walked on his own.
Most of the students gathered together, hiding behind the teaching building or flowerbeds, watching Viktor's figure gradually disappear into the distance.
They whispered amongst themselves, their admiration and praise for Viktor filling the air.
However, they did not know that
Just now, they almost perished in this academy because of Victor.
More and more students gathered throughout the college, but Viktor remained silent.
With his hands in his pockets, he walked alone in the academy, lost in thought.
He paid no attention to the scenery around him, but simply walked along the path covered with fallen leaves with a furrowed brow and a blank expression.
As the autumn wind swept by, withered leaves and fallen flowers swirled behind him and above his head, only to slowly scatter again.
At this moment, Viktor was like a solitary traveler, wandering through his own thoughts.
Seeing that he was in particularly low spirits,
During this time, no one dared to approach him or disturb him.
until……
"Um... Mr. Victor?"
A soft, hesitant voice called out from behind him, stopping him in his tracks.
Upon hearing that familiar voice, Viktor stopped in his tracks.
He turned his head, his gaze piercing through the air.
It landed on Heni, who was wearing a thick robe that completely concealed her figure.
She stood on a path covered with fallen leaves, holding a heavy book in her arms.
The sound just now was made by her.
At that moment, Heni stood there, watching Victor suddenly turn around, her mind blank.
She had just seen Mr. Victor walking alone in the college.
Sensing that the other person seemed somewhat lonely, she inadvertently called out his name.
She didn't expect Viktor to actually turn around.
Hene instantly regretted it.
She actually screamed it out.
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