Chapter 007: The Forbidden Magic Master
With a simple gesture from Master Ampere, the area within several miles seemed to instantly turn into a frozen wasteland. A magic of this level was something even ten Du Fans might not be able to use. From this alone, it was clear that Master Ampere was incredibly skilled.
The originally warm air around them turned bitterly cold in an instant. Du Fan had to release his combat energy to ward off the snow and wind, but Prince Fischer remained calm. He exhaled, glanced around, and then smiled, saying, “Another magic that Master Ampere has learned somewhere new? It seems the title of ‘Forbidden Magic Master’ isn’t just an exaggeration after all…”
At these words, Prince Fischer gave Du Fan a meaningful look.
But upon hearing the title “Forbidden Magic Master,” Du Fan felt a chill in his heart. The reason was simple—he had heard of this title long ago, only never realizing that the person behind it was Master Ampere. That’s why he didn’t recall it when Prince Fischer mentioned it.
It was said that this “Forbidden Magic Master” was a genius within the Mage Guild. Even at a young age, he already possessed strength comparable to that of the guild’s current leader. Normally, such a talent would be sought after by the Mage Guild at all costs. However, there was one problem with this “Forbidden Magic Master.”
Unlike most mages, he wasn’t interested in studying magic within his own field. Instead, he enjoyed exploring the differences between various magic texts. Moreover, any magic spell he deemed useful had to be obtained by any means necessary.
But which mage wouldn’t consider their magic texts and spells more important than their own lives? As a result, in the end, this “Forbidden Magic Master” resorted to force.
It was said that during his most ruthless period, he even assassinated several high-ranking mages living in mage towers. Naturally, their magic texts and spells ended up in his hands.
From then on, the rare genius of the Mage Guild became its greatest enemy. The guild sent people to hunt down this “Forbidden Magic Mage,” but he was an extreme genius—having thoroughly studied all the magic books and spells he had stolen. Not a single person within the Mage Guild could match him. In the end, it was Guild Leader Edward who personally intervened to drive back this “Forbidden Magic Mage,” though he couldn’t even harm him slightly. After that defeat, the “Forbidden Magic Mage” disappeared without a trace. It turned out he had reappeared here today; it seemed his disappearance was likely due to being taken in by the Crown Prince back then. It was surprising that the Crown Prince would dare to take in such a person—after all, not only did the Mage Guild regard him as a rebel, but even in the eyes of the Holy Church, he was a true heretic. After all, this man had also attacked several Holy Light mages for the secrets of Holy Light magic. Having someone like him in one’s way… Du Fan couldn’t help but sigh. The other party was known as the “Forbidden Magic Mage”—skilled in multiple types of magic, even knowing some of the legendary forbidden spells. Although Du Fan had many magic scrolls, they paled in comparison to hers… Though Du Fan sighed inwardly, Prince Fischer beside him remained expressionless. He naturally couldn’t show any reaction either and simply watched quietly. Prince Fischer glanced at Ampere in the sky once more, then sighed softly and said, “Master Ampere, you’ve been chatting with us for so long without attacking. It must be because you’re not sure you can take on both of us alone… In that case, why not use all your backup strategies at once?” A hint of surprise flashed across Ampere’s gloomy face, and after a moment, he laughed loudly and said, “As expected of Prince Fischer—you figured that out so quickly? Indeed… I wasn’t in a hurry to attack because another person is coming. But Prince Fischer, don’t think I’m afraid to kill you. It’s not that… The reason you’re still alive is simply because the Crown Prince hopes that even if you die, you’ll do so with royal dignity!” Prince Fischer nodded without comment and asked, “Is that really the case?” Ampere sneered but said nothing more. Instead, he raised his hand and pointed behind Du Fan and Prince Fischer.
Du Fan couldn’t help but follow his gesture and look over, then couldn’t help but smile bitterly in secret. Less than ten meters behind them stood a warrior clad in silver armor. The warrior appeared to be in his thirties, with a cold expression on his face. His silver armor was exquisitely decorated with intricate runes that emitted a magical aura, causing a faint white light to radiate from him. This light, which couldn’t even be called the glow of combat energy, pushed back all the wind and snow around him, and the ice and snow on the ground near where he stood had already melted. The warrior stood there silently, his gaze faintly fixed on Prince Fischer. Du Fan could clearly sense that in the eyes of this warrior, he didn’t even exist… It seemed the other party had come solely for Prince Fischer! When Prince Fischer saw the warrior, a hint of surprise appeared on his usually calm face. He stared at the warrior and sighed softly, saying, “Lord Francis, I never expected even you to come… My elder brother was also so kind to me. Fearing that Master Ampere alone wouldn’t be able to see me off, did he even invite you as well? Honorable Lord Francis… Do you also want to get involved in this struggle for the throne?” The warrior named Francis seemed to laugh lightly. He waved his hand slightly, and a gust of combat energy swept through, causing the wind and snow between him and Prince Fischer to vanish completely… It was only at this moment that Du Fan could clearly see his face. Lord Francis had a cold expression and appeared quite handsome, though his face carried a murderous aura. One could only imagine how many people had died at the hands of such a man. He stood in the wind and snow, his arms hanging loosely at his sides. Beneath his shiny armor hung a long sword that reached the ground. The sword’s scabbard was extremely shiny, constantly glowing. With Du Fan’s discerning eye, it was obvious that this long sword was by no means an ordinary weapon—even its scabbard was likely a priceless treasure!
Francis seemed to sense Du Fan’s gaze. He gave Du Fan an indifferent glance before turning his attention back to Prince Fischer. With a soft sigh, he said, “I once received great kindness from your elder brother. I would never refuse any request he makes… Prince Fischer, even if it were you asking me to kill King Austin III, I would still never refuse!”
As he spoke, Francis already grasped the hilt of the long sword at his waist. With a gentle pull, there was a sharp “clang” as the sword was drawn out. The blade was only about two fingers wide but over a meter long. At its tip, exquisite gold covered it, forming an eerie pattern together with the hilt, resembling a flower. On top of the hilt was a red gem the size of a thumb, acting like an eye. From that gem, a strange red line appeared on the red blade, running straight forward and splitting the blade in two.
The gleaming blade seemed to become extremely fierce due to the presence of this red line. What had once appeared to be merely a decorative sword now seemed to radiate murderous intent.
It was only upon seeing this sword that Du Fan seemed to understand—what melted the ice and snow around Francis was not his combat energy or his armor, but entirely this strange sword…
Holding the strange sword in his hand, Francis glanced slowly at Du Fan, seemingly smiling slightly, and said, “You must be Young Master Du Fan… The order only requires the death of Prince Fischer; it doesn’t require your death… If you leave now, it’s not too late…”
As soon as he finished speaking, Ampere, who was floating in mid-air, snorted and said, “Francis, it’s your business if you want to be a good person, but Du Fan already knows my identity. I definitely won’t let him leave alive!”
Francis sneered. He glanced at Ampere and said coldly, “When have I ever allowed you to interrupt me while I’m speaking?”
His words were laced with deadly intent. Although Ampere was also an extraordinary figure, he didn’t dare say a word in front of him.
After saying that, Francis glanced at Du Fan again and said, “Alright, get lost quickly… I’m in a good mood today and don’t want to kill anyone else. But if you dare speak nonsense after leaving alive, I guarantee that not even your Green family, nor even the Holy See, can protect you!”