Return of The 8th Class Mage - Chapter 46 part2

Return of The 8th Class Mage Chapter 46 part2

While unknown soldiers’ desperate cries were representing everyone’s despair, Mcgedie, soldiers and even the troll squad realized something strange.

Mysterious white powder started to fall from the sky.

It was crystal clear, and cold.

It melted soon after touching the palm.

“Snow?”

Soldiers didn’t know what was snow.

Snow never came to the eastern lands.

However, Mcgedie knew what it was.

He came from the northern side.

“How?”

Hence, he was caught in confusion.

He was standing at the Pieric Province, the eastern land of the empire.

But then snow was falling at the Pieric Province, instead of rain?

Every other place was plausible, but from the eastern land’s sky?

“W, wh……?”

Mcgedie looked up the sky instinctively.

As well as the soldiers of the supplies squad who were born and raised in the eastern lands.

They all lost their word.

*Wooosh……*

A blizzard.

A blizzard was coming.

A more surprising thing was that there was a man.

From the middle of blizzard, A man came out.

It was a man who wore a blue robe.

“Blizzard.”

With his silent mumbling, a randomly blowing wind started to blow in a specific direction. Like a squad of fish that was hunting their prey.

“Krr! KrrrrK!”

“Krrrrrraaaa!”

A tough blizzard swept around the ground. Not Mcgedie and soldiers though, but it was only targeting the trolls. At that point Mcgedie and soldiers lost their mind. It was a natural reaction.

*Woooshhh – !”

The troll squad quickly decided to retreat.

However, in front of the mighty blizzard, their struggling legs were meaningless. There were only corpses of frozen trolls left behind the blizzard.

“W, what is going o……”

It happened so suddenly.

The trolls were eliminated, and they were the only ones who survived.

However, they felt like they were dreaming.

“M, magic?”

After a moment of silence, the soldiers started to think.

Okay. This must be magic. Otherwise, this tremendous power couldn’t be explained. Then the question is who did this? A mage, Mcgedie?

‘It can’t be.’

That didn’t make sense to them. Even 3rd class mages couldn’t cast such powerful magic. The magic they just saw was unfathomable. It was a natural disaster. Then there was only one left. A man who was floating in the air. That blue robe man must be a mage then.

‘A mage stronger than a 3rd class mage?’

When everyone had reached to the same conclusion, a mysterious mage came down to the ground,

“W, who are you?”

The soldiers asked him nervously.

After their question, the mage took off his hood.

“Drop down your weapon. I’m your ally.”

The mage’s appearance and voice represented that he was a young man. Thanks to that, Mcgedie could guess his identity. A powerful young mage whose age was similar to him, who else could it be?

“I, Ian…. Page?”

The soldiers also knew Ian’s name.

They heard a lot of rumors about him.

A genius who only could only appear in novels.

The youngest arch mage i history.

“Are you…. sir Ian?”

Mcgedie carefully questioned.

“You know me.”

Ian replied lightly.

“I, I am honored to meet you!”

Ian nodded shortly. He pulled out a medal from his coat. It was the ‘Medal of the Archmage’, which allowed its holder to have authority to control a province soldier and their citizens.

“I am Ian Page, Archmage of the Ivory Tower who was ordered to help you. I heard that the Pieric land lord is at the front line now, can you bring me to him?”

Ian asked them politely.

Since he showed his medal, it was a order.

They had no reason to refuse as traveling with him would be the most safe travel.

“W, we will guide you!”

While other soldiers were still caught in a panic, a veteran soldier came out and spoke. He exactly knew the power of the medal. Although it was the first time he saw it for real, but he heard of its power clearly.

“A, and thank you for helping us all!”

And he already knew the power of a Archmage very well.

Archmages were totally different to a 1st class mage. Archmages were much higher than their boss. Any single mistake would risk their life.

“We will never forget the grace we have received today!”

The veteran soldier bowed down and said gratefully to Ian. Other soldiers followed his action by watching him. Although the Archmage acted politely, his social rank was much higher than them.

“T, thank you! Thank you! Mr. Mage!”

“Really thank you for saving us!”

“Thanks to you, I can see my family again!”

They complimented him for a while.

Soldiers used every expression they knew.

‘W, wow.’

Mcgedie looked at Ian with admiration.

He never got such treatment.

‘That is ….. a real mage.’

He had never seen the real power of an Archmage before.

And he realized how weak he was.

It was more than amazing, but he felt dizzy.