Became a Medieval Fantasy Wizard

TL/Editor: raei

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News of the incident at Roxlan Castle spread quickly.

In truth, it couldn't have been kept secret.

Even in times of war, nobles maintained communication networks with each other.

Moreover, both enemies and allies were nobles of the Holy Empire.

"...What will you do now?"

The biggest reason for Fargar's army deciding to disband was the loss of both Duke Fargar and Lisa Silverwind.

If even one of them had remained, they might have argued to continue fighting, but...

The Duke was captured, and Lisa Silverwind had disappeared.

"I'm heading back first."

"Travel safely."

The nobles who had been most aggressive in attacking Roxlan left first.

Nothing would be more unjust than lingering and getting arrested.

Fargar's army began to disappear, each group following their own leaders.

Their steps were heavy as they trudged back home.

This was because their carts were loaded with mountains of spoils they had plundered from the homes and nobles of the Rashin Kingdom...

"Ah... we could have earned more..."

"Get a grip. The war is over."

War is a business.

And in this era, wars were often fought by mercenaries, professional soldiers for hire.

The mercenaries who had earned several years' worth of income at once scattered, seeking new wars.

This time they wouldn't look for small conflicts with meager rewards(?)...

They would seek battlefields with high stakes, where domains and titles were on the line.

***

Ian had no trouble finding new mercenaries.

"Choosing us! An excellent decision, Wizard!"

In truth, he could have managed without hiring mercenaries, simply bringing Sabui and his bandits.

But Ian had left Sabui in Roxlan Castle for Count Francis's sake.

Though the Count was in a coma.

It wouldn't feel right to let Duke Roxlan win so easily, would it?

That's why he left reliable, immediately helpful forces with the Count.

Just in case some over-zealous Duke-supporting noble might bring an army.

"I'll be counting on you."

Ian tracked the enemy's trail with the mercenaries.

They had no trouble finding traces of carriages.

"Oberon."

"Caw!"

[Yes! Master!]

Ian released Oberon to scout the area.

Having worked with Ian many times, Oberon completed the reconnaissance neatly and returned.

"Caw! Caw!"

[There are people! Many people!]

"Any sign of Maria or the dragon? Or an ill-tempered old man?"

[No! But there was a kind lady!]

Ian moved to the location Oberon mentioned.

The 'kind lady' spotted Ian and called out.

"Oh my goodness! Ian!"

"Fancy meeting you here, Elia?"

The place Oberon had discovered was none other than a campsite where Elia and the Hastria forces were resting.

"How did you get here?!"

"I followed Duke Roxlan and he led me here."

Elia's face hardened as she fell into thought.

Finally, she spoke.

"I think... Duke Roxlan is heading to the black wizards' headquarters."

"Headquarters."

It was as expected.

Ian didn't know where the black wizards' headquarters was.

The Golden Rule Society was, after all, a secret organization.

"This is perfect, Ian!"

Elia squeezed Ian's hand as she spoke.

"We've been searching for the black wizards' headquarters all this time!"

"So you still haven't found His Imperial Majesty."

"No... but we've finally made it this far, haven't we?"

Ian, who had been following Duke Roxlan, and Elia, who had been searching for the black wizards, had converged on the same path.

This was evidence that the black wizards' headquarters wasn't far.

"Ian! Let's join forces!"

It was a proposal Ian had no reason to refuse.

Ian and Elia spent time searching the surrounding area together.

If Elia had been tracking the black wizards correctly, their headquarters must be nearby.

Duke Roxlan would have to pass through this route.

"Elia. What's that?"

"A ballista. We set it up to catch the dragon."

Ian slightly furrowed his brow.

'That's not enough.'

Ian had faced the black dragon Predius himself.

Predius's combat ability was, quite literally, insane.

He was a monster that had been defeated only through the combined efforts of two drakes, dragon-slaying spears, the Knights of Santiago, and the support of wizards...

Yet the Hastria forces had set up only two ballistas.

'Damn it...'

"Elia. Sorry, but I'll stay at the camp for a while."

"...What?"

Elia looked at Ian in surprise.

Ian wasn't the type to skip out on a search because it was tedious...

"Why stay at the camp?"

"I need to set up some magic circles."

"Magic circles... don't tell me it's because of the black wizards?"

When Ian nodded, Elia's expression showed slight disappointment.

"Ian. I came to rescue my father. You can trust the Hastria people."

"I do trust them. I trust them plenty."

"Then why the magic circles?"

"The black wizards aren't the problem. The dragon is."

"...Is the dragon really that strong?"

Elia had never faced a dragon before.

She seemed to think of it as just a powerful monster...

But having fought Predius directly, Ian would never underestimate a dragon's combat ability.

"Honestly, I'm not sure if our forces can win."

"Is it that bad...? Even with the ballistas?"

"Those aren't enough."

When Ian insisted strongly, Elia backed down.

Despite everything, Elia trusted Ian.

She believed that a wizard of Ian's caliber wouldn't talk nonsense.

"Alright. Then I'll leave the camp reinforcement to you."

Ian stopped searching and began setting up magic circles in the camp.

'The air is heavy.'

While setting up the magic circles, Ian naturally sensed the surrounding mysteries.

This forest was filled with death, pain, and madness.

It wasn't clear whether this was a natural formation or artificially created...

But it was definitely a suitable location for black wizards to establish their headquarters.

'I could utilize the Mystery of Death here.'

With this assessment, Ian set up magic circles to borrow power from the Mystery of Death.

For whatever reason, this forest was saturated with the power of death.

The Mystery of Death quickly responded to Ian's call.

'Let's try raising some simple undead.'

[Who, who disturbs our sleep...!]

"[I am Wizard Ian. The representative of the one who carries out Heaven's will.]"

[Oh, ohhh...!]

Clatter, clatter...!

Frozen bones began gathering around the magic circle one by one.

The soldiers watched in horror.

"Holy shit, what is that?"

"Mr. Wizard! Is that, is that magic even allowed?"

Necromancy that moved bones looked grotesque and eerie to anyone watching.

Eventually, an aggressive soldier tried to interrupt Ian's ritual.

"Hey, you. If you don't understand something, couldn't you at least stay quiet?"

"Fire Wizard!"

But Kira blocked his path.

Having grown into a full-fledged wizard in her own right, Kira glared at the soldiers with eyes sparkling with mystery.

The soldiers who met the fire wizard's gaze stepped back, startled as if burned.

After all, no one wants to get close to fire.

The soldiers momentarily felt the terror of being burned alive.

"That's not evil magic."

"...Even though it raises the dead?"

"Directly killing people to make undead slaves would be evil magic. But Ian is just borrowing the power of the dead."

"Th-that's a difficult concept to grasp..."

None of the soldiers understood Kira's explanation.

If they could understand it at once, they'd be mystery practitioners, not soldiers.

But at least no one tried to interrupt the ritual anymore.

[I, I want revenge...!]

[The wizards who tortured and killed me...!]

[Help me! Avenge my grievance!]

Ian understood the nature of the ominous mystery permeating the forest.

As suspected, this was a place where black wizards had captured, tortured, and killed people for their magical training.

They had left it as a training ground for necromancers since it was the black wizards' den anyway.

But Ian had the ability to fully utilize their resources.

"[Cold, freeze!]"

Ian used the help of the Mystery of Cold to strengthen the frozen bones even further.

He firmly fused the bones gathered in the magic circle with ice.

"[Dead ones! Do you truly seek revenge?!]"

[We do! Let me have my blood price!]

"[Then move! I shall gift you their blood!]"

Crack! Crack!

The frozen bones melded together, beginning to form the shape of a massive human.

Both Ian's mercenaries and the Hastria forces.

Those ignorant of magic watched in terror as the monstrous creature stretched awake.

"Seriously! Is that really acceptable magic?!"

"If that thing goes berserk and attacks us...! We're all fucked!"

Kira smiled and snapped her fingers.

Small sparks scattered beautifully.

"You don't know Ian's skill yet. So just watch quietly. Ian's magic never fails!"

Kira's words were true.

The ice-skeleton giant Ian summoned appeared to be perfectly under his control.

Though "control" might be a generous term.

Ian had simply established clear communication with the dead.

The dead had risen out of hatred for the black wizards and desire for revenge.

Why would they attack innocent people?

Of course, the ability to communicate so clearly without misunderstandings was indeed a wizard's skill.

A wizard is one who communicates with all things.

The undead are no exception.

"Wow..."

Elia stared blankly at Ian's summoned creature.

When he said he would set up magic circles, she had expected something like flame-shooting traps.

But who would have thought it would be a summoning circle?!

Elia herself was a "wizard?" who had studied magic superficially.

She could immediately tell that Ian's summon was exceptional.

"Well done! Ian!"

Elia smiled and ran to Ian.

"Now we can rest easy even with the dragon!"

"Not yet."

"...?"

Elia was slightly taken aback.

A summon of that caliber could defeat most fantasy monsters.

Yet he said it wasn't enough?

"Princess!"

A Hastria knight shouted.

"Enemy forces ahead! Let's move to safety!"

Elia and Ian looked at each other briefly.

The enemy had made their move.

"Looks like the black wizards have crawled out."

"That's actually better. It's better than fighting where there are no ballistas."

It was more like fighting when the time was right.

Ian had used birds to detect Duke Roxlan's procession approaching.

Since it would be inconvenient for Ian and Elia to be sitting around, the black wizards had also emerged.

'I'll deal with the black wizards as quickly as possible... and then capture Duke Roxlan!'

Maria would be with Duke Roxlan.

Given his strange obsession shown so far, that was 100% certain.

"Enemies approaching! Numerous undead monsters!"

The black wizards' army had a very unusual composition.

No humans, just a mixed force of orcs, goblins, and undead.

The sheer numbers were threatening.

But Ian had already summoned his undead creature in advance.

"[It's the black wizards' army! Crush them!]"

[Ohhhhh!]

The ice skeleton giant swung its massive foot.

Normally, bones are light and weak. Bones break easily.

But bones frozen solid by the Mystery of Cold are vicious bludgeons that achieve both mass and strength.

Craaaack!

Something shattered with a sound, and an orc was smashed to pieces.

Simultaneously, the clash began.

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