Became a Medieval Fantasy Wizard
Chapter 365

TL/Editor: raei

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Ian rushed outside.

"What the hell..."

He tried to quickly assess the situation.

Flames were rising from various parts of the castle, and armed soldiers were fighting each other.

The scene was unbelievable even as he witnessed it with his own eyes.

Had they all gone mad?

"There's the wizard!"

"Capture the wizard!"

Guards who spotted Ian charged straight at him.

Though he didn't understand the situation, Ian immediately used magic.

Fortunately, it was nighttime.

A shadow wizard at night is as powerful as an ice wizard in winter!

"[Darkness!]"

"Stop him! Don't let him use magic!"

"Damn it! How is he so fast?"

The soldiers tried to prevent Ian's magic, but—

Ian had grown enough to freely cast spells even in the midst of battle.

Moreover, it was night, and Ian had chosen shadow magic.

[Ian! We're here for you!]

Darkness descended in the blink of an eye, as if absorbing all light.

Having extinguished the flames, Ian wouldn't lose now...!

Ian weaved between the soldiers, swinging his staff.

"Gack!"

"Fuck!"

He could have slit their throats with his sword, but he chose non-lethal force.

He still didn't understand what was happening.

"Sir Wizard!"

A soldier appeared who addressed Ian respectfully.

This was clearly an ally.

"Explain the situation! Why are Roxlan soldiers fighting each other?"

The soldier explained between heavy breaths.

"Duke Roxlan has started a rebellion!"

"???"

What?

Ian's brain momentarily froze.

It was like hearing words that should never go together!

Seeing Ian's dumbfounded expression, the soldier hastily added:

"I mean...! Duke Roxlan attacked Count Francis!"

"Fucking hell."

Ian immediately understood why Roxlan soldiers were cutting each other down.

The old man who had been knocked unconscious by an electric shock, Duke Roxlan.

The Duke had regained his senses and attacked his own son.

"What a messed-up family!"

The soldier couldn't bring himself to respond, but his expression showed complete agreement with Ian's assessment.

Having grasped the situation, Ian considered what to do.

The answer came quickly.

"Where is Count Francis?"

"I'm sorry! I'm still trying to figure that out myself!"

As expected.

Roxlan Castle had become pure chaos.

It made sense.

They had just captured Duke Fargar, and everyone's guard was down.

Count Francis had even provided alcohol for the tired soldiers.

If this was planned, the timing was impeccable.

"Thanks for telling me. Go back to your duties."

"Aren't you going to help the Count, Sir Wizard?"

"How can I help a Count whose location I don't know? First, I need to gather people and stop the enemy."

Ian decided to start by gathering his closest companions.

The first to join him was Belenka.

"Ian! You're safe!"

"You too, Belenka."

Belenka gave Ian a quick embrace.

She must have been in a hurry, wearing only chain mail over her women's clothes.

"What about the others?"

"Kira should be with Sir Salvador."

"And Maria?"

"...I don't know."

Belenka's information was correct.

Kira had remained safe from the rebel attack(?) because she was with Sir Salvador.

"Ian!"

"Yes, Kira. Sir Salvador. I'm glad you're both safe."

"We're fine, but the castle is a mess..."

They found all their companions except for one.

They couldn't locate Maria.

"Who saw Maria last?"

"I did. We were drinking together, but she said she was tired and went to bed early."

Ironically, the person who had spent the most time with Maria was Ian himself.

He had only fallen asleep briefly and woken up...

Yet in that short time, Maria had disappeared.

"Everyone, let's find Maria first!"

Ian's group split up to search for Maria.

Though they couldn't find her, they discovered an important clue.

"Margravine Silverwind went to meet Count Francis!"

"...Thank you for telling me."

Maria had gone to meet Count Francis.

It didn't seem like she went of her own accord.

Most likely, Count Francis had summoned Maria regarding the succession issue.

If so, Maria was probably with Count Francis.

Ian rushed to Count Francis's quarters with his companions.

"Who's there... gack!"

Ian threw Anor-lsil, taking down a soldier.

The situation was too urgent for hesitation.

"Shit! The wizard's here!"

"What are you waiting for! Push them back!"

Duke Roxlan's soldiers charged, but—

They had no chance of breaking through Sir Salvador and Belenka.

"Pathetic."

Belenka cut down all the charging soldiers and rushed into the Count's room.

"...Fuck."

Ian cursed under his breath as he surveyed the room.

Count Francis had collapsed.

...With a long sword pierced through his abdomen.

"Who... is there..."

"Count? Can you speak?"

Surprisingly, Count Francis hadn't yet died.

"Ian, is that you..."

"What happened?"

The Count slowly closed his eyes as he spoke.

His eyelids trembled, likely from the rising pain.

"My father... finally called upon black wizards..."

"..."

"Actually, my father awakened long ago... I've been keeping him confined until now..."

Ian nodded.

This was somewhat expected.

Quite some time had passed since Duke Roxlan lost consciousness.

The Duke had awakened a while ago, but...

Count Francis, who held the actual power, didn't hesitate to imprison his father.

It wasn't due to simple lust for power.

Count Francis knew.

If he released a monster like Duke Roxlan now, something terrible would surely happen.

...The most certain method would have been to eliminate the Duke, but—

Count Francis couldn't bring himself to harm his father.

That became his downfall.

Duke Roxlan was a vicious old man.

He had hidden a magical device to contact black wizards.

Freed from confinement with the help of black wizards, Duke Roxlan mercilessly attacked Count Francis.

After subduing Count Francis, Duke Roxlan...

Without a moment's hesitation, stabbed his son in the stomach with a sword.

Had the Duke been ten years younger, Count Francis would have died instantly.

The reason the Count survived was simple.

Duke Roxlan was an old man.

Lacking strength in his hands, he couldn't pull out the sword after stabbing Count Francis.

So... he just left the sword embedded and departed.

Perhaps the Duke placed significance in the act of 'stabbing' his son itself.

After that, whether his son lived or died seemed irrelevant to him.

"Where is Duke Roxlan now?"

Count Francis whispered weakly.

"...He left with the black wizards."

Ian clenched his fist tightly.

His strength surged involuntarily.

"Then Maria..."

The Count uttered just one word.

"I'm sorry..."

It was clear.

Maria had been with Count Francis.

And...

'Duke Roxlan!'

She had been taken by Duke Roxlan and the black wizards.

Both had shown such disturbing interest in Maria...!

"Ian."

Belenka wrapped her hand around Ian's.

She slowly unclenched his fist as she spoke.

"Don't make the Count talk anymore. If he keeps speaking, he'll die."

"...Can he be saved?"

"Maybe. It depends on how badly the blood vessels are damaged... if the bleeding can be stopped, he might live."

Ian released Count Francis.

He had done his best.

His fate now rested in heaven's hands.

"Someone... help Count Francis."

Though Ian said this, no one answered.

Only Belenka patted Ian's shoulder.

"It would be best to leave that to Sabui."

"..."

"Ian. You're going after Maria now, aren't you?"

The question was so obvious that Ian didn't answer.

Maria Silverwind.

Their connection had continued through layer upon layer of coincidence.

Ian had tried to give Maria her own future, but—

Maria had instead entrusted her future to Ian.

Ian wasn't a fool.

He knew that Maria truly—

Genuinely and deeply loved him.

Her love was deeper and heavier than any woman's love Ian had ever encountered.

That's why he hadn't hastily drawn conclusions.

But...

Running away now made no sense.

'I'll bring Maria back.'

That damn Duke Roxlan and the insufferable Golden Rule Society.

He would blast them all away and return...!

"Yes. I'm going after Maria."

"If you go without me, I'll be disappointed in you as a person, Ian."

Belenka said with a smile.

Only then did Ian realize.

In this place, no one—

Not a single person would abandon Ian to help Count Francis.

"Let's go together, Ian."

"We should hurry. The sooner we move, the happier Maria will be."

"...Understood."

Their objective was set.

Ian hurried after the black wizards with his companions.

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