Reincarnated with the King’s Power
Chapter 332
[Analyzing acquired information.]
The voice of the Violet Magic Tower echoed in her mind.
Just as it had with Drago de Lord, the moment the Mixed-Color Duke entered her space, an analysis of him began as well.
"......"
Charles stared at the man standing before her.
The completed analysis continuously flowed into her mind.
[Race: Human (Fusion Potential)]
[Epithets: Mixed-Color Duke, White Duke, Black Duke, Red Duke, 9-Star Mage, Master of Three Magic Towers, Fragment for Transcendence]
[Grade: ???]
[Mana: 100,000]
[Divine Power: 100,000]
[Evil Energy: 100,000]
[Danger Level: Highest]
The figures differed considerably from those of Drago de Lord.
What stood out was that he wielded Evil Energy.
The Evil Energy displayed in the status window was no less impressive than his Mana and Divine Power.
'I mustn't become fixated on the numbers.'
A mage was someone who made imagination reality.
Depending on what he imagined, countless variables could arise.
Just as Charles, whose Mana and Divine Power had been absolutely lacking, had subdued Drago de Lord.
Rustle—
The Mixed-Color Duke caught the violet mana that brushed past him in his hand.
"A spell that checks personal information. A fitting display of skill for a Creation Mage."
"......"
To catch passing mana with his hand. To analyze a formula through that act alone.
It meant that his level was not inferior to Charles's.
His gaze settled on the Seed lodged in Charles's forehead.
"Diana Cornelia."
The first 9-Star mage, unrecorded in history.
If she had been alive, he thought, she would have been well suited to his research.
"She was a great Archmage who expanded the limits of mages merely by existing."
"......"
The Mixed-Color Duke praised Diana Cornelia's accomplishments until his mouth went dry.
To hear an enemy praise her ancestor.
Charles shook her head, displeased.
"It was you who tried to destroy my ancestor's history."
After bringing down the Kingdom Alliance, the Empire falsified history.
Edan Eurasia became a hero put forward by barbarians, and Diana Cornelia became a mage who had tried to swallow the Empire by using barbarian tribes.
They fabricated countless historical accounts to suit their tastes, brainwashing the imperial people and the vassal states.
If not for the Holy Nation, a neutral country with enormous influence, their plan would have been perfectly carried out.
Even Charles, who had intended to listen quietly to learn about him, found it difficult to endure the revulsion of watching a man at the heart of the Empire that had done such things praise her ancestor.
'Her synchronization with Orchid has not been released yet.'
From the moment Orchid synchronized with the Magic Tower, healing magic comparable to 7-Star was applied to her.
As a Grand Walker capable of using infinite mana, she could never be harmed by ordinary means if she only intended to evade and gather information.
The problem was that the Mixed-Color Duke before her was an existence beyond the ordinary.
That thought was not wrong.
"Creation Magic fused with Concept Magic."
As he opened and closed his hand around the violet mana, he released mixed-color mana.
Swoosh—
"......"
The moment the altered mana brushed against Charles—
Shhh—
A status window appeared before the Mixed-Color Duke.
[Race: Human (Pureblood)]
[Epithets: Violet Mage, Seed Successor, Magic Tower Heir]
[Grade: 9-Star]
[Mana: 80,000]
[Divine Power: 10,000]
[Danger Level: High]
"That is quite an interesting spell."
The Mixed-Color Duke turned the status window that had appeared before him and showed it to Charles.
He had copied the formula merely by manipulating her mana a few times.
He had even measured her Mana and Divine Power.
"You seem to use Divine Power as well, but your use of Authorities is primarily no more than an imitation accomplished with Mana."
"A mage who never stops imagining never stops growing, either."
"Such innocent words. You did not think you were the only one synchronized with a Magic Tower, did you?"
Formally, she was inside the Violet Magic Tower, but it was already connected to every Magic Tower with which they had synchronized.
Just as Orchid Owl could use the power of the Violet Magic Tower in the Red Magic Tower, so could the Mixed-Color Duke.
"The essence accumulated by the Violet Magic Tower over generations."
The Mixed-Color Duke's eyes turned to Charles's forehead.
"To think that you are only at this level even after inheriting the Seed....... Frankly, I am disappointed. Is it not like possessing a Dragon Heart but failing to make proper use of it?"
There was lingering regret in that fleeting glance.
"I did not think you had such a pathetic character that you would cling to regret over a failed theft."
"Kekeke."
The Mixed-Color Duke laughed and shook his head.
"For a mage pursuing his own research, that degree of desire is only natural."
"If you are trying to justify theft, you needn't say it aloud. What happened to Orchid Owl?"
"You mean that vulgar wench."
The Mixed-Color Duke paused as though recalling something.
"Even when I dealt her a blow severe enough to be called a grave injury, she recovered almost immediately."
He had blown off both her legs, then blown off an arm or her waist.
"It was likely you who engraved 7-Star-grade healing magic on her. But her synchronization with the Magic Tower was even more interesting."
One by one, he revealed the things he had learned while dealing with Orchid Owl.
"Someone who is not even a direct descendant has fully synchronized with a Magic Tower. And by imitating regeneration, she has obtained immortality."
Until just over ten years ago, it was a power granted only to people like the Mixed-Color Duke.
Yet Charles had bestowed such power not just upon herself, but upon Orchid Owl as well.
It meant that her ability to handle a Magic Tower was already equal to the Mixed-Color Duke's.
"Your innate talent cannot be disregarded either."
Though he belittled her ability, it was no accident that Charles Cornelia inherited the Seed.
Even without the Seed, she would eventually have overcome the wall and reached 9-Star.
"I will not make excuses for the mistake of losing the Seed."
The Mixed-Color Duke's gaze toward Charles changed.
"From now on, I shall regard you as an existence equal to Diana Cornelia."
"To hear that from an existence that abandoned being human is not particularly pleasant. Tell me what happened to Orchid......."
"She is still running around the Red Magic Tower like a rat. Of course, it is only a matter of time before she is caught."
"It sounds as if you sent a duplicate to negotiate."
"Not at all. I merely came to notify you."
The Mixed-Color Duke stared at the space above her head.
"......"
"Using Drago de Lord, who was trying to absorb Hazard, against him and connecting the Magic Towers through him was a fresh move."
Despite his words, a sinister smile played about his lips.
"But you have overlooked one thing. A being of Hazard's standing cannot absorb Drago's standing. As time passes, the self he possessed will melt into a part of the Dragon Lord."
It was a certainty he could assert because he had experimented with the Authorities of Gods and the curses of Anomalies alongside Drago.
The identity of the Dragon Lord had the power to gather together the selves of all dragons.
"In the end, he is only a dragon."
Even if the selves of every dragon gathered under the identity of the Dragon Lord, an existence at the center would still be necessary.
He should not take Hazard lightly.
"There is no reason Hazard cannot do to you what you did to the Black Duke."
Charles knew the period when he had been called the White Duke.
Rastian Arken had not been a mage who gave off such a sinister impression as he did now.
Called the Mage of Light, or the White Mage, he had been something of a symbol of modern mages through his distinctive white mana.
Countless mages wanted to belong to the White Magic Tower, and considered it an honor to become his disciple.
It had been the Black Duke's nature not to consider his subject's sacrifice when conducting research.
Although their abilities were comparable, the reason the White Duke had been respected more than the Black Duke and established himself as the Empire's representative mage was that people held his direction in magic in high regard.
"There was a time when people said that the White Magic Tower conducted research, while the Black Magic Tower conducted experiments."
The Mixed-Color Duke tilted his head as though telling her to continue.
"The person you are now is no different from the Black Duke."
He called it research, but what he was doing was closer to experimentation.
The sinister smile was not that of the man once called the White Mage, but that of the Black Mage.
"After the Black Duke died, you must have managed the Black Magic Tower and absorbed his research."
In that process, he became a distorted existence.
The mana of the White Mage, who had possessed only Mana and the power of Gods, began to be dyed turbid.
And then—
"The Red Magic Tower must have been decisive."
The battles being fought throughout the continent.
The bizarre tower that had become the medium of a vast formula that drank the blood of the dead.
It was only after the Red Magic Tower was completed that the man once known as the White Duke began to be called the Mixed-Color Duke.
The White Magic Tower, which had studied the Authorities of Gods, and the Black Magic Tower, which had experimented upon Anomalies and monsters.
'I am not certain what the Red Magic Tower is.'
But one thing was certain.
"You do not have the capacity to command three Magic Towers."
"......"
Their gazes met in the air.
"You fear division, don't you? Are you staying off the battlefield because you cannot control your new power?"
They were words that saw through the essence of the being called the Mixed-Color Duke.
The explanation shown in the status window she had examined proved it.
"Just because you could not do it does not mean Hazard cannot."
"Because you believe yourself special, you have a tendency to praise those around you excessively."
Ssssss—
Swoooosh—
The mixed-color and violet mana each unfolded their own formulas.
"I believe we have talked enough."
"Have you bought enough time?"
"The same goes for you."
She knew that he had responded to the conversation to find the coordinates of the place where Drago de Lord was hidden.
She, too, had continued the conversation to confirm Orchid Owl's survival and restore her connection with the mages who had infiltrated the three Magic Towers.
And she had learned.
"You are no longer human."
The Mixed-Color Duke's lips twisted.
"Yes, Charles Cornelia. I can no longer be defined as 9-Star."
Riiip—
The Mixed-Color Duke's eyes turned yellow.
"I have stepped into Transcendence."
***
"Tag~"
Orchid Owl laughed as she moved her feet.
The two feet that those who wielded swords, especially Walkers, had to protect at all costs—
Crunch!
Exploded without warning.
"......!!"
Orchid Owl tumbled across the floor.
Swoooosh—
The healing magic engraved on her body activated, but it was only enough to stop the bleeding.
Fortunately, the formula Charles had engraved on her included regeneration as well.
It could only activate inside the Magic Tower while she was synchronized with the Violet Magic Tower, but in a situation like this, it was an incomparable lifeline.
She looked at the regenerated bones and the flesh covering them.
"I've become a monster, too~"
It took only a little over ten seconds for both legs blown off in the explosion to regenerate and regain their function.
The reason no further attacks came during that time was the enemy's indulgence.
"Are you tired already?"
"Of course not. I was watching the formula engraved on that lowborn body of yours."
"Red Duke~ You've become as sinister a man as you look~"
"My, the title by which the world calls me is the Mixed-Color Duke."
"Liar. Don't act so relaxed after having your secret exposed~"
"......"
The Mixed-Color Duke's face hardened.
"How long do you think you can keep running away like a rat?"
"That got to you~"
Hahahahaha.
Orchid Owl burst into laughter, even curling her body as she laughed.
Crunch!
Her two arms exploded once more, and the cycle of regeneration repeated.
"That hurts~"
"Regeneration. It appears even that is reaching its limit."
"Want to test it~?"
Unlike her relaxed behavior, her mana was not infinite.
Her connection was repeatedly severed and restored.
'I need to shake this bastard off~'
She needed to give Charles the information she had learned, but she could not shake off her opponent's detection.
Then—
[Orchid.]
Charles's voice echoed in her mind.
[Can you escape on your own?]
'Hehehe. No~'
[It is too dangerous to continue. I will open a Gate.]
If she opened a Gate, the man before her would be drawn into the Violet Magic Tower as well.
It was not a welcome option.
There was a better choice than that.
'Charles, let's do that thing~'
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