Reincarnation of the Warrior Party Archmage

After lightly getting ready to go to the black market, I left the school gate of ＜Delayten＞.

If there is a singularity, one thing is that the left hand is wrapped in a bandage because of the image barrier rune that sometimes glows arbitrarily?

I was walking while enjoying the flower-scented spring sunlight, and at that moment, a gang of eccentric adventurers appeared in front of me.

“what? Uh oh, let go, won’t you let go of this? hey!”

And he was caught in the hands of a giant who wrote “monster” and read “batra” and was kidnapped in an instant… … Even the ＜Golden Rose＞ Adventurers Guild building.

“No, they said they were giving me a commendation for the last time, but I thought it wasn’t something that you, the main character, were missing out on.”

As he floundered while holding on to Bart’s shoulder, Rem, who was walking alongside him, giggled and explained.

“Okay, let’s put it down for a moment.”

“No, it is a human palanquin. We should treat the protagonist like this.”

“I do not need! Okay, do I really need to get that?”

“Not just at the branch level, but at the Alliance Southern Headquarters, brother.”

“At headquarters?”

The ＜Golden Rose＞ adventurer branch was located in District 2, where the terminal government offices were located. However, on the site in front of it, there was a podium for the protagonists and a wooden fence for the spectators.

Outside the fence, not only adventurers, but also passers-by and merchants were gathering and whispering about what was going on.

When Bart Party arrived, the union’s staff trembled and brought the four to the podium, and uncomfortable glances poured in from all sides.

“It’s a black iron bart.”

“The archer next to me is the drunkard’s Rem.”

“But who is that wizard?”

“Black hair, red eyes… … Doesn’t it look like Confucius, the genius of the Ludwig family?”

“Ah, would you say that Sega’s heir is crazy for being an adventurer?”

wow, it’s a waste of time

Lane sighed annoyedly and told the party members.

“At that time, how great was that?”

“It’s great.”

Rem, who was happily enjoying the public attention, raised his eyebrows as if he was dumbfounded.

“Bart is a disciple of Seven Swords, and I am also a disciple of Drunk Master. But you blew the two of us at a loss in one blow.”

“Actually, what is the possibility that Rem is weaker than he thought?”

Lane tilted her head with innocent eyes and asked.

If Keith had been there, he would have pierced the Rat-Spider Queen’s heart and the circle of black magic with a single magically weaved arrow.

Sammy caught and stopped Rem from kicking Lane with a kiyaak and grotesque scream. Bart laughed.

“From your standards, it might seem that way. However, as I, Rem, and Silver were promoted, I never felt inadequate. Until the other day… … .”

Bart muttered in a bitter tone, then a smile came from his lips.

Almost at the same time, a mighty presence with bristling hairs swept across the area like the wind, forcing the onlookers to straighten their backs involuntarily.

And when the door to the branch office opened, stunned exclamations leaked out from here and there.

“and… … ?!”

“I-that person… … ?!”

“It’s the palace Leoren… … !”

The existence dispatched from the southern headquarters of the Alliance Empire is the palace Leoren.

The empire gathered the best warriors of the time under the emperor, gave them enormous power and honor, and at the same time gave them the duty to assist the emperor, and they were called the Four Commandments of the Yellow River.

There are four stars in total, to list them as follows.

The sword castle, the spear castle, the palace castle, and the sorcerer castle.

There were times when they came from famous families or dojos, but there were many cases where they were chosen from among adventurers.

No, I must say there is no difference. Most of those who came out of famous families or dojos became adventurers.

“uh… … ?”

Rain, who had been watching the situation sullenly, couldn’t help but open his mouth the moment he saw Leoren’s features and armament.

His messy hair, as if he had just woken up, was green with the color of fresh green, and he was a middle-aged man in his 40s with sparkling eyes underneath.

His beard grew sparsely messy, as if he had only been trimmed once in a while, suggesting his lazy personality.

‘Kies… … .’

However, those features and personality traits were very similar to Kies, who was Lane’s colleague 300 years ago.

Above all, that bow with the vine of life entwined around its pure white bowstring… … It was clear that it was Serwabon, the White Spear Bow of Kies made from the branches of the World Tree.

As I stared blankly at it, Leoren approached me while yawning as if he was about to die of sleepiness, and his eyes widened.

“No, who is this?”

On the other hand, Rem, who received that gaze, made an expression of disgust and desperately waved his hand away.

“What, what is it?”

“This, this, this, what the hell is our cutie doing here?”

“You misunderstood the person.”

“He left the dojo, dyed his hair, and was living an adventurer’s life, ha ha ha ha ha! Will you follow me? You, older brother’s permission—”

“—Ah, that’s noisy, really. Go away!”

Leoren, who was holding his stomach and burst into laughter, playfully patted Rem on the head as if he knew, and turned to Bart.

“Hmm, I can see it just by looking at it. You are the leader of this party.”

“exactly.”

“You beat that mutant, and it looks really strong.”

“… … .”

“Does that tomboy bother you a lot? Please take care of me.”

“Rem is partying with me. I have nothing to ask for. Because we make up for each other’s shortcomings.”

“I like it even more. It will soon reach platinum status.”

Leoren patted Bart on the shoulder as if to encourage him.

Prior to being appointed to the palace, Leoren was an adventurer who was ranked 6th in the platinum rank, and after all, he was a great senior.

After briefly greeting Sammy, Leoren stood in front of Lane and suddenly tilted his head.

“It’s strange, I think I saw it somewhere.”

“… … ?”

“No, not the face, but the impression, let’s look at the documents… … Ludwig? Is it Lane Ludwig? I did too! Scalzi was that old man’s grandson!”

Scalge was a former magician, so he had a close relationship with Leoren in his later years. Leoren laughed heartily and patted Lane’s head like he was cute.

“Yes, I’m shutting myself in a small room to study magic, and my hair is falling out. If you’re a man, you should know how to play outside.”

“… … .”

“But where are you hurt? Why are you bandaging your left hand?”

At that time, Lane didn’t say anything. He licked his lips and suppressed a laugh.

In the eyes of others, it seemed that he didn’t know what to do with the compliment of the palace, but it wasn’t the truth.

‘If Keith could speak… … .’

Wouldn’t we have had a conversation like this?

If only Keith hadn’t been mute by having his tongue pulled out for lying in court to save his friend’s life as a child… … .

At that moment, the throbbing, white spear bow on Leoren’s back pulsated greatly and spewed out the breath of the World Tree in all directions, and Leoren was startled and grabbed the bow.

“No, why is this guy suddenly like this?”

One of the three divine dragons, the water dragon Yeriserica, breathed the breath of intelligence into the world tree, which is famous for being a tree capable of fragmentary thinking and judgment. Baekchanggung, made from the branches of the World Tree, was also characterized by the same characteristics.

‘long time no see.’

In his heart, Lane said goodbye to Baek Chang-gung for the first time in 300 years.

‘How are you?’

weird… … Leoren grabbed the bow and tried to calm its magic, but Baekchanggung only cried even louder.

I’ve never had anything like this before.

Rem shouted at Leoren while people were whispering, “That’s the White Spear Palace’s Serwebon,” “That’s amazing,” and “The bow of the warrior’s party.”

“No, don’t brag about your heirloom when you come to get a certificate of commendation, give it quickly and disappear… … Yo, some!”

In the end, Leoren took over the certificate of commendation from the headquarters attendants, leaving the excited bow hanging on his back.

“At the moment of sudden crisis, he took the initiative to protect his fellow adventurers… … what’s so long Since you did well, the Adventurer Headquarters will award a certificate of commendation to the party’s adventurer spirit.”

Aha, that was it.

Rather than the fact that they captured the queen, it seemed that the actions of Rem and Bart who desperately protected other adventurers at that time were the reason for the commendation.

And it seemed that the other adventurers also staged such a grandiose game to imitate the adventurer spirit of such a saint.

“The reward is two gold coins, and also gives 500 Alliance Contribution to each party member.”

500 contribution?

The adventurers clapped and whispered.

“It’s an incredibly unconventional reward, right?”

“How many goblins did beginners do well? Isn’t the contribution 3?”

“The condition for upgrading steel to brass is 400 contribution.”

Sammy, who was standing next to him, laughed.

“Congratulations, brother. How long have you been an adventurer?

Is this something to be celebrated?

I don’t have the heart to succeed as an adventurer, so… … Still, it’s better than nothing.

“Is this enough? I mean, I have a lot of work to do. You take care of the rest.”

Leoren, ignoring the rest of the protocol, put his arm around Rem’s neck and dragged him away with a chuckle. Scary of that, many adventurers rushed in and sent love calls to Bart.

“You said you defeated the queen this time?”

“Come to our guild, Bart. Did the real guild master promise to treat you well?”

“With this contribution reward, Rem must have reached the silver level, so come to our guild with Rem. We promise better conditions than anywhere else.”

Of course, no interest came to Sammy or Lane, who played the role of a bridesmaid. I know it was caught using a scroll, so it must be natural.

‘Let’s wait and say hello and then part ways, so it’s going to bother me again… … .’

Looking at Rem and Bart surrounded by guild officials, Lane quietly stepped into the crowd.

‘Let’s get a book from the black market and concentrate on magic training. I need to have the magic to use the image barrier.’

My heart was full of excitement.

No, I couldn’t do anything since yesterday. Even if I tried to practice magic, I couldn’t concentrate… … .

Camitishia.

– Image barrier, yoo sage zone.

– Required magical power: 20,000 (Warning – current caster’s magical power: 12,564).

Since the boundary of imagery is the level of a sage that only two people have reached in this world, I cannot fully explain it either.

「It is said that human beings lack realization of the truth and cannot rule the whole world like the gods, but the story is different in the world of images where they themselves are the creators.」

These were the words left by the second sage, Riot Warden, who had reached Renpage (6 stars), in his book 『To the Truth』.

It is said that he did not reach Shinseiji (7 stars) like the first sage, Emitsa Page, in the end, but it goes without saying that he is still a great person.

And now a power similar to that has come upon me… … Her heart beat accelerated by itself, and the smile on her lips couldn’t be erased.

‘The combination success rate of 33% and power increase of 66% is probably because it is still in the trial version. The story will be different when we reach the real six stars.’

So hurry, let’s finish our work as soon as possible and go to magic training… … It was at that time that my steps spontaneously sped up.

“Lane Ludwig forgery, even if we go there, we won’t be able to reach Dark, Poetry, and Ward!”

At the loud voice, as if telling everyone in the world to hear it, Lane was startled and had to stop.

black market… … ?

weird. No one said I was going there, no, there is only one. Librarian Karen.

“As the movement of ‘Golden Children’ became active, the writers who ran the black market in this city ran away. Temporarily closed, this is it!”

Who is it? Feeling the cold beating of my heart, I looked back and saw a man.

The man, dressed in a ragged ocher-colored robe and a worn fedora, grinned as their eyes met.

He then removed the trumpet he had made from his mouth and approached, waving warmly like a friend he hadn’t seen in a long time.

“I came from the Magic League. Would you mind taking a moment?”