The Dark Magician Transmigrates After 66666 Years-Novel

After taking a bath, Jamie lay on the bed with a tired face.

“What happened, Master?”

Venn asked because she saw Jamie rush out suddenly.

“It was nothing. A certain Sword Master deliberately tried to lure me.”

“… and that’s nothing?”

“No one was killed or injured.”

“Ehh…”

Venna decided not to ask any further.

It wasn’t like she understood him.

Rather, she thought about something else.

“But, a Sword Master, what if he notices?”

“Hm?”

“They are called super humans. What if he notices that I’m a dark magician…!”

Terrified, Venna shook her tiny pink body.

Jamie clicked his tongue at the sight.

“I think that I did the right thing by not taking you in as the disciple.”

“What does that mean?”

“You learned black magic for 10 years. Tch. Why do you think that all the countries left the dark magicians untouched?”

“W-well?”

“Because they can’t know unless black mana is used.”

A dark magician is a magician who wields black Mana.

In other words, unless the black Mana was brought out, it is difficult to see the difference.

“Maybe they can find out if the person brutally murdered humans because of the smell of blood, but you don’t have something like that, right?”

The experiments Venna did included cutting open the stomachs of animals. She was forced to learn black magic by force. However, she didn’t have the courage to experiment on a human.

“And if they could, you would have been caught right away.”

There was an Apostle, a Saint, and a Holy Executioner among the party who came here.

The God’s Apostle, Ricky, was on Jamie’s side, so he could have turned a blind eye, but what about Anna and Lars?

“I see…”

This is why everyone feared the dark magicians.

Of course, many nations do not approve of the dark magicians’ actions. When they cross the line, those nations create subjugation squads.

And if the subjugation squad operated on a national level, then no matter how talented the dark magician was, they could be cornered.

“That won’t happen, so don’t worry.”

“Phew- thank god.”

Jamie shook his head as he watched the squirrel pat herself.

Feeling his gaze, Venna coughed.

“Go to sleep.”

“Yes.”

Embarrassed that her ignorance was exposed, Venna hid herself under the pillow.

Jamie laid and looked at the ceiling.

He recalled his encounter with Beiryl.

Actually, ‘against’ wasn’t the correct term.

It was a one-sided joke on Jamie.

However, the mighty dark magician used ‘against’ to save his pride.

But it didn’t mean he wasn’t embarrassed.

“What- Master?”

“It’s nothing, so sleep.”

When Venna asked, he pushed the squirrel back under the pillow.

It was like throwing eggs at a rock.

It was that kind of feeling.

A very distant feeling, something Diablo Volfir only felt when he practiced magic.

It has been so long, so he forgot it, only to remember it today.

Come to think of it, it was a swordsman who gave Jamie his first defeat in his past life.

The opponent wasn’t precisely a Sword Master, but since he later became a man who reached the supreme state with a sword, losing to a Sword Master sounded better.

The gap between magicians and swordsmen was known then.

‘Funny to think of it as one-on-one.’

Magicians and swordsmen had different styles.

In a battle, wizards use wide area damage, while swordsmen are melee combat experts.

And when it comes to great magicians and Sword Masters, the difference widens.

Nevertheless, magicians always wish to surpass Sword Masters.

Jamie was one of them.

During his life as Diablo Volfir, he even surpassed the Grand Master with magic.

It was before the creation of black magic.

Not the starting point.

Unlike his previous life, Jamie had memories now.

In addition, he obtained a Whole Body breathing method and even strengthened his body.

Not to forget one of his great artifacts, the Perfect Cell.

He was getting stronger and stronger, but there would come a time when he would hit a wall.

The threshold of 7th class.

Even Nebro, who was now a Lich, couldn’t pass the 7th class barrier in his lifetime.

That’s why 7th class magicians were called great magicians.

The door to the great magicians class would open only when the magic established by the magician meets the class.

The magicians call that process ‘Magic Permission’.

Jamie has taken the path once.

That was his plan. But after coming to Apton, he changed his mind.

He hadn’t found the answer yet.

But despite not knowing the answer, he had no intentions of re-tasting failure.

He couldn’t decide what to do with emotions, but he decided to concentrate on magic.

Methods that led to failure wouldn’t be used again.

He wasn’t sure how the relationship between the Gods changed, but compared to the past era, the present time was advantageous to the 12 Gods.

Humans have already been reduced to slaves.

The battle with Beiryl helped a lot.

The Sword Master and his mother seemed to have known each other for quite some time.

And Beiryl’s expression lingered on his mind.

Jamie thought about it.

“W-what!”

As the bed shook, Venna woke up.

“M-master?”

“I am going for a walk.”

He left Venna behind and went outside.

The Marquis mansion was larger than the Welton mansion.

Apton was the land given to the first Bell from the king himself when the Seldam Kingdom was founded.

As a historical place, it had a tremendous amount of land and power.

Jamie walked through the garden in the middle of the night.

The beautiful flowers have been carefully taken care of. Indeed, the garden of the Bell family was fantastic.

“Smells good.”

The night gave out a soothing scent.

Jamie walked a little further and found a lake. He sat in front of it.

The calm water reflected the moon perfectly.

“You seem to know how to enjoy the night.”

At that moment, an unknown voice came from behind.

Jamie sighed as he turned his head.

“Who?”

Not a friendly tone.

The silver-haired man smiled at the hostile voice.

The smile was rather cold, making Jamie feel uncomfortable.

“Well, I didn’t introduce myself. I apologize to the precious person. Please forgive me.”

“I asked who you are.”

Jamie lowered his voice and asked.

“I am Sable. The aide to Marquis Bell.”

“Aide?”

“Yes. That is right. I’ve heard that the Welton family was coming but I was busy with work, so I ended up greeting this late.”

“How did you know I am Welton… ah.”

Jamie touched his head.

Emerald, the color of Welton.

He looked at Sable.

No matter how comfortable he was, he wasn’t the kind to lower his guard.

Sable completely managed to stay hidden.

With this level of stealth skills, the man could be a high-level assassin.

Jamie felt his hands sweating.

It was hard to compare with Beiryl, but Sable had great talent too.

Sable smiled, seeing Jamie raise his guard.

“You don’t have to be so alert. I swear I am a faithful servant of Marquis.”

“And you know my name?”

“I am the Marquis’ aide, shouldn’t I know the basics?”

Made sense.

Jamie, half-alert, turned back to the lake.

Sable walked beside him.

“Do you enjoy walking at night?”

“I like it.”

“I like this place too. It puts my mind at ease. Can I sit next to you?”

“Sure.”

If the man was Marquis Bell’s aide, then Jamie couldn’t treat him harshly.

And since the land wasn’t his, he couldn’t tell him to leave him alone either.

He was on guard, but he didn’t hate or like the person.

“I heard that you are a great magician.”

“Not great.”

“You will be great?”

He asked again.

When Jamie didn’t answer, Sable chuckled.

The two looked at the lake without saying anything.

It was then.

Water in the form of thorns rose from the lake.

“Shield.”

A translucent veil unfolded in front of Jamie.

Without being shocked at the attack, he used Mana right away.

He detected the giant creature under the surface of the lake.

[Increased Pressure]

Jamie clasped his hands.

Part of the lake began to curl into a circle.

“It is a Tolke!”

Jamie’s eyes widened at the name Tolke.

Water, which should have crushed it, moved away.

Jamie avoided being hit by water.

The trees behind were smashed.

“Tolke means…”

Jamie thought of a very ferocious fish-type monster.

Tolke, which lives in freshwater, was said to hold water inside its body and spit it out like a cannon.

They were B class monsters because they changed the shape of water and attacked.

“Why is a Tolke in this place?”

A small lake in the front yard of the Marquis mansion.

Not caring whether Jamie was shocked or not, the Tolke’s attack continued. The giant fish stuck its head out and spat water without mercy.

The garden became messed up.

Jamie frowned and decided to blow up the crazy fish.

Everything that lives in water is weak to electricity.

The same would go for a Tolke.

[Lightning Thunder]

He was about to shoot the golden bolts, but something moved.

A thin stream of water rose above the surface.

Water poured down like rain, and then two huge clumps fell to the ground.

A silver blade flashing in the moonlight returned to its sheath.

Sable asked Jamie with a smile.

“Are you alright?”

As he smelled the scent of flowers, Jamie thought.