CHAPTER 792: 619 FELAS’S AMAZEMENT

"Headmaster..."

Looking at the old magician who had just pulled her to his side to shield her from the battle’s aftershocks, Yuri spoke with respect, her words filled with concern nevertheless.

"Do you not intend to intervene, Headmaster?"

Yuri tentatively asked this.

"I’ll refrain," Felas, seemingly aware of Yuri’s concerns, chuckled softly while shaking his head and kindly said, "It’s the young ones’ matter, let them solve it themselves. It’s better if these old bones of mine don’t meddle unnecessarily."

"Besides, even if I were to intervene, I wouldn’t be able to handle that child."

"I’m certainly no match for the renowned Thunder Light Sword Saint."

Felas narrowed his eyes and smiled modestly, causing Yuri to breathe a sigh of relief as she quickly responded.

"You jest, Headmaster. Even a Sword Saint would dare not be careless in your presence."

This was the truth.

Although Felas did not have battle records like Nipede, evenly matched with a Sword Saint with no clear winner, his strength was indeed recognized, and he was not much inferior to a true Sword Saint.

Especially considering the old magician’s profound background, his myriad tactics were even acknowledged by Nipede as superior.

He mastered more combat-level magic than Nipede and had dabbled in every system.

The magical artefacts he possessed outnumbered those of any other, including some ancient secret treasures excavated from ruins and modern secret artefacts crafted by his hands with the support of modern magic civilization technology.

He was also a tactical level magician; if he found his chance and unleashed tactical level magic, even a Sword Saint might kneel before him.

Generally, in the swiftly changing chaos of battle, the demanding conditions and long incantation times of tactical level magic hardly allowed for their execution; yet Felas had managed to successfully cast such spells amid fierce fighting.

Moreover, it wasn’t his four attendants, each a recipient of the True Knight Medal, who bought him time, but he had achieved this feat in a one-on-one fight personally.

This was indeed terrifying.

After all, tactical level magic could obliterate an entire legion in an instant; if successfully deployed in combat, even a Sword Saint could hardly withstand it.

This was similar to how Rephia, once unleashing her full magic power at level 3, would exert level 5 firepower, capable of annihilating level 5 adversaries in one go; the power of tactical level magic allowed for overcoming stronger foes with lesser strength.

Why is it that the Dragon Sword Saint, Afastin Tusenlo, who devised the Holy Dragon Sword Skill able to directly confront tactical level magic with his flesh, is still revered today as the strongest Sword Saint hundreds of years later?

It’s precisely because his sword skill enabled one to transform into a dragon and withstand the bombing of tactical level magic with the body.

In other words, ordinary Sword Saints do not possess such capabilities.

To face tactical level magic with one’s physical body is akin to courting death.

Therefore, once a tactical level magician can successfully cast tactical level magic, even a Sword Saint would need to retreat significantly.

Of course, Sword Saints are not fearful of tactical level magicians.

In rapidly changing intense battles, the long execution time of tactical level magic allows them ample time to slaughter through enemy lines several times over and then comfortably slay the tactical level magician.

But Felas Yakermis, he managed to successfully cast tactical level magic even amid intense fights.

His inexhaustible combat-level magic might not pose a threat to a Sword Saint but could certainly detain them.

His endless magical artefacts and various secret treasures also prevent anyone from getting close enough to harm him, effectively protecting himself.

In such a scenario, he could comfortably chant his tactical level magic.

Should he successfully release his tactical level magic, then, even a Sword Saint would have to kneel.

Therefore, many believe that if Felas were to confront a Sword Saint, whether he wins or loses actually depends on whether he can detain his opponent long enough to chant his tactical level magic.

If he can, he would have defeated a Sword Saint.

If not, he would be defeated by the Sword Saint.

Fully aware of this, Yuri dared not underestimate the Headmaster.

If it were a one-on-one duel between Felas and Reiger, she wouldn’t be too concerned.

But now, Reiger was entangled by the ’Shadow’ faction, allowing Felas an opportunity to chant his tactical level magic and strike a heavy blow on Reiger potentially.

In a scenario where magic couldn’t be used, considering his mortal physique, Yuri indeed worried whether Reiger could withstand the damage from tactical level magic.

Hence, she tried her best to stabilize Felas, urging him not to take action.

Little did she expect, Felas himself had no intention of intervening at all.

"Old bones, truly can’t keep up with the times," Felas remarked as he watched Reiger battling the Shadow Sword Saint and knights at a remarkable speed and sighed deeply.

"Everyone has been mistaken, including this old fool."’

Regarding Reiger, Felas was indeed filled with deep sentiment.

He had noticed Reiger quite early on.

It couldn’t be helped, after all, Reiger was one of the few individuals who had the potential to become a tactical level magician.

To become a tactical level magician, firstly one needs sufficient magic power to cast tactical level magic, and secondly a suitable aptitude in a particular magic must reach tier five. Though conditions are not as stringent as those for a strategic level magician, they are still considerably high.

And how many tactical level magicians does the Kingdom of Ginas have?

At best, just under thirty.

Thus, a student with the qualification to become a Tactical Level Magician naturally attracted the attention of Felas.

However, after observing Reiger for a while, Felas became disappointed.

Being a man of great experience, he could see that Reiger— or rather, the original owner —although not lacking in aptitude, was worrisome in other aspects.

His character, although not despicable, was quite mundane.

His actions, although not deplorable, were somewhat absurd.

More importantly, he did not enroll in the academy to become an excellent Magician and achieve something in the realm of Magic, but to become a noble and rise above others.

In other words, becoming a Magician was just a means for the original owner to outshine others, a tool to achieve his goals, without ever considering making any real achievements or contributing to the nation and the advancement of Magic after learning.

As soon as he became a noble, he would probably abandon his Magic studies immediately to enjoy a life of glory and riches.

As soon as he acquired a title, he would immediately discard what he had learned and lead a degenerate life.

He just wanted to rise above others, to become immensely wealthy, to gain status, power, and money, without any real desire to become a great Magician.

Seeing such character in a talented individual, how could Felas not feel disappointed?

Thanks to this, Felas quickly lost interest in Reiger.

It wasn’t until Reiger’s name came up again that he was surprised to discover how deep this student, whom he had deemed too hopeless to be helped, had hidden his abilities.

A Sword Saint at 17!

A Tactical Level Magician at 17!

These accomplishments catapulted the once disappointing student to the pinnacle of the kingdom!

Frankly, before this, Felas had still been somewhat skeptical, unable to believe that Reiger Brillhaut was such a character.

Today, the reason he accepted Hemulinp’s summon and came here was partly to see with his own eyes, to determine if Reiger was indeed as the rumors suggested, a prodigy seen differently by Marquis Felanzel, and even the king himself found difficult to handle.

Then... he saw how calm and bold Reiger was in front of Hemulinp, and how indifferent and confident he was in front of so many important figures.

Only at that moment, did Felas admit that he had misjudged.

"Don’t worry,"

Felas, knowing Yuri’s concerns, suddenly smiled.

"I’m not interested in the conflicts that child has with His Majesty, I’m just here to see him, to see what he is like now."

"Now, I’m reassured, you and that child staying together should not be a bad thing."

"So, I won’t intervene, you can be completely at ease."

Upon hearing this, Yuri finally felt truly reassured.

Since Felas had said so, she naturally trusted his character.

Felas also had the stature to ignore the king.

With his current status, even though he was still a marquis and a court magician, given his transcendent influence in both the magical and mundane worlds, Hemulinp really couldn’t just order Felas around.

To offend Reiger meant offending just him alone, at most driving Reiger away.

But if Hemulinp offended Felas and drove him away, then Hemulinp might lose the hearts of countless Magicians and law-abiding citizens.

Therefore, even if Felas did not take action and merely watched from the side, Hemulinp dared not speak harshly to him.

Of course...

"With things having developed to this extent, a conflict is inevitable," Felas said to Yuri beside him. "Stay by my side and watch this drama unfold properly, to avoid unnecessary repercussions."

"...Yes."

Yuri could only comply.

Just then, the situation in the arena suddenly changed.

"Boom!"

A loud peal of thunder rang out as Reiger, surrounded by ’shadows’, suddenly halted in mid-air, sheathed his black sword, and his body crazily erupted with thick bolts of lightning that seemed to be attracted by the sheathed black sword, crackling and moving about for a while before rushing into the sword’s scabbard.

Bathed in the wildly flashing lightning, Reiger crouched down, holding the scabbard with one hand and pressing on the hilt with the other, assuming a ready stance.

Seeing this scene, the entire audience was astounded.

"No good!"

The Shadow Sword Saint Rom himself changed color significantly.

He remembered.

He remembered which move he had been defeated by last time.

"Thunder Breathing·First Form·Thunderbolt Flash..."

The indifferent voice quietly echoed, reaching everyone’s ears.

"Godspeed!"

In an instant, the lightning illuminated the entire palace.