Became a Medieval Fantasy Wizard-Chapter 331

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"Ian can handle multiple types of magic."

Elia provided additional explanation.

Ian was not only skilled at magic, but showed talent in various types.

Sir Kanbento had never seen anything like it.

"I heard mastering even one type of magic is difficult..."

"I didn't deliberately learn multiple types."

Regardless of the reason, Ian's ability to use various magics was excellent news for Sir Kanbento.

Didn't this mean one wizard could provide magical support equivalent to several?

"Then can you disable their gates!"

Ian nodded.

"The earth's power is strong here, so I'll try breaking through with earth magic."

"Ohhh!"

Actually, the earth power gathered at the fortress was what Wizard Reize had accumulated for his own magic.

But with Reize leaving the battlefield, it had become ownerless power.

Only waiting for Ian to put it to good use.

"Good! We'll begin the offensive as soon as preparations are complete!"

The moment Sir Kanbento's declaration ended, there was commotion everywhere.

The spark of battle had been lit.

Among the bustling people.

Elia grabbed Ian's arm with a bright smile.

"Thank you, Ian."

"For what?"

"Just... everything."

Ian smiled and answered:

"Save that kind of talk for after the fight's over."

"Okay!"

Ian helped Sir Salvador prepare for battle.

---

Several days later at dawn.

As the sun rose, the army advanced.

Buuuu-!

The deep horn echoed through the mountains.

Sir Kanbento's Hastria forces and Count Mokrick's army faced each other across the castle walls.

Tension showed on the soldiers' faces.

Though they hadn't expected a siege, circumstances had changed and battle was unavoidable.

'Heaven... please protect me!'

'After this battle, I'm retiring and going home...!'

The soldiers each made their wishes to heaven.

The sky was cloudless and clear, the dawn light brilliantly dazzling.

"Beautiful weather."

Ian rode his horse up beside Sir Kanbento.

While humans might spill blood fighting below, the sky shone nobly blue as if unconcerned.

'Nice breeze.'

Ian closed his eyes and listened to the wind's voice.

Perhaps because they were in the mountains, the wind was more vigorous than on flat ground.

He could use air magic if needed.

"Are you sure you don't need my help?"

Earth Wizard Reize asked.

Ian had chosen earth magic to break the gates.

He thought getting help from an earth wizard might be better.

"It's fine. I've done this before."

"...?"

Reize tilted his head slightly.

The young wizard Ian had destroyed a castle with magic before?

But doubting seemed foolish, so Reize just nodded.

"Then I'll take my leave."

"Go ahead."

Reize was officially Ian's prisoner.

Though no one was watching him(...) he was still a prisoner.

Rather than awkwardly supporting Hastria's army, he was told to just relax in the tent.

Ian's magic alone was enough.

"Then, I'll begin."

"I'm counting on you! Lord Ian!"

Ian skillfully drew a magic circle and called upon the mystery of earth.

"[O mystery of earth!]"

Thanks to Reize's previous magical setup, Ian could easily borrow earth's power.

"[Exhale mightily-!]"

The wizard's voice echoed deep into the mountain range.

Though the soldiers couldn't understand what Ian was saying-

They could certainly tell the wizard was chanting strange spells.

"The wizard is using magic!"

"Everyone bow your heads!"

Though what connection bowing had to magic was unclear...

At least lowering your body brought psychological comfort?

Both Hastria's forces and Mokrick's men instinctively flattened themselves.

And that choice proved correct.

"Ra har rehulus-!"

When the mountain-echoing incantation ended.

Crack-! Crackcrackcrack-!

A massive wedge-shaped rock began rising beneath the gates.

"The, the gates!"

"The gates are breaking!"

Mokrick's startled soldiers hurriedly brought junk to build barricades.

But it was only temporary.

The gates with shattered hinges soon fell with a death rattle.

Boom!

"...Magic never ceases to amaze."

Sir Kanbento, who had been blankly watching Ian's magic, gave orders a beat late.

As promised, Ian had destroyed the gates, so it was time to move the army.

"All forces!"

Sir Kanbento shouted with all his might.

"Advance-!"

"Uoooooh-!"

Hastria's army charged up the slope with battle cries.

With the gates wide open, capture was only a matter of time!

"Archers!"

Archers appeared on the walls.

Though the gates were broken, that didn't make advancing easy.

The path to the castle was narrow and steep.

Raining arrows from above could make Hastria's forces hesitate.

Seeing the archers, Ian immediately prepared his next spell.

"[O wind!]"

Cold wind moved according to Ian's will.

"[Surge forth!]"

Ian's chosen magic was a simple gust spell.

It wasn't difficult magic.

Just asking the wind to rush forward quickly!

[Ahaha! Yes! Let's fly!]

The mystery of wind always loved to rampage, especially here in the swift mountain winds.

Soon a tremendous gust swept toward the castle.

Ian had simply made wind blow but...

Mokrick's archers were greatly dismayed.

"Headwind?!"

"Why the fuck is there suddenly a headwind-!"

Arrows were weapons that rode the wind.

With a headwind, their power would naturally plummet.

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Mokrick's arrows dropped without even reaching Hastria's forces.

Sir Kanbento looked back and burst into hearty laughter.

He saw the young wizard with his staff chanting spells.

"What a versatile wizard indeed!"

"Is this wind your work, Lord Wizard?"

"Yes! Magic wind!"

Sir Kanbento couldn't help but recall an old battlefield saying.

Wizards were said to be gods of the battlefield.

That was true.

The presence of a skilled wizard could completely reverse the flow of battle!

Without Ian, how many casualties would there have been?

Sir Kanbento didn't want to imagine.

"Press forward quickly! Don't give them time to regroup!"

"Yes sir!"

Sir Kanbento swiftly spurred his horse.

Hastria's brave soldiers followed behind.

Sir Kanbento's vanguard instantly broke through the shattered gates.

"St-stop them!"

"Defend the barricade!"

Mokrick's soldiers thrust spears from behind the barricade.

But a hastily made pile of junk was no match for a well-trained army.

Sir Kanbento leapt from his horse and instantly scaled the barricade.

The surrounding area became a sea of blood as the knight swung his sword.

"I am Kanbento who serves Lord Hastria! If you value your lives, bow your heads and surrender!"

"S-someone stop that knight!"

"Stand aside! In Count Mokrick's name! I, Bikan, shall face you!"

Clang!

Sir Kanbento swung his sword.

At the same time, a severed head rolled on the ground.

"Si-Sir Bikan!"

"Sir Bikan has fallen!"

Blood-soaked Sir Kanbento roared:

"You backwoods country fool, who do you think you're facing-!"

"Eek!"

Though he had one-shot the enemy knight, Hastria's soldiers weren't surprised.

They were elite troops serving Duke Hastria, one of the empire's five great dukes.

How dare some country count's knight challenge them!

"Re-retreat!"

"Abandon the outer walls! Fall back to the inner castle!"

Mokrick's soldiers fled with ashen faces.

They had already sensed it.

This fight had no hope of victory anymore.

Their wizard was gone.

The knights' skill was completely outmatched!

Count's soldiers or not, they had to find a way to survive...

"After them! Don't let the enemy escape!"

Sir Kanbento ordered.

Victory was now in sight.

But right then.

"Sir Kanbento!"

A familiar voice called from afar.

"Sir Salvador!"

It was Sir Salvador, who had left to attack the side paths with Ian's men.

"Pull back your soldiers! Now!"

"?"

Sir Kanbento hesitated at Salvador's strange shout.

What was this suddenly?

Had the old man suddenly wanted glory???

"..."

Though confused, Sir Kanbento followed Salvador's direction.

Thinking a Sword Master wouldn't speak nonsense.

"Standard bearer! Wave the flag! Trumpeter! Sound retreat!"

"Y-yes sir!"

As the trumpet sounded and the command flag waved, Hastria's forces stopped pursuing and gathered around the banner.

Less than a minute after ordering retreat.

BOOM!

"???"

A massive explosion filled the air with thick dust.

"Ugh... cough!"

Someone tumbled down in front of Sir Kanbento.

...A foreign knight in pitch-black armor.

"Lady Belenka?!"

The black knight was Lady Belenka, Wizard Ian's bodyguard knight.

Belenka spat out bloody saliva and gripped her longsword.

"A-are you alright?!"

"...Took a solid hit. How embarrassing."

Belenka glared ahead while quickly explaining.

"We found Count Mokrick!"

"The Count?!"

"Yes! He learned black magic!"

"???"

Sir Kanbento wore a blank expression, unable to comprehend.

Count Mokrick learned black magic?

What nonsense was this...?

Black magic was still proper magic.

Learning it properly took easily 10 years of dedication.

Was she saying Count Mokrick had trained in magic for years in preparation for today's rebellion?

"Sir Kanbento! Have you ever hunted monsters?"

"I have! Did the Count summon monsters?!"

Belenka shook her head.

Sir Kanbento was immediately dumbfounded.

"No! He became one!"

"???"

"It's fucking transformation magic!"

A massive monster emerged through the dust cloud.

Kyaaaaa-!

"...Heaven help us."

Sir Kanbento didn't want to believe that thing was the transformed Count...

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