Chapter 236: I Am Going to Kill You (3)
Keter, the guest of honor, Krona, the Lord of the West, and Princess Iris stood at the center of the party, surrounded by a packed crowd. However, not everyone had crowded in; a number of nobles held their ground. Most were elderly nobles, but among them, one young noble stood out in particular.
“Tsk, how dare they treat me with such disrespect?”
This man, who looked like someone important, was Schumar El Oaxford. In the Lilian Kingdom, he was famous for being the youngest person to reach the six-circle realm, and he was the rising mage that the Four Mage Towers were desperate to recruit.
“They don’t even give someone like me a second glance?!”
He ground his teeth.
“I even came wearing the empire’s latest mage fashion...!”
Normally, a mage wore a wide-brimmed pointed hat, a robe, and a staff set with a mana stone. But the current trend replaced the hat with a circlet made of mana stones, gloves woven from mana silk, and garments of amantir thread.
It was a new fashion trend that cast off the stuffy old mage image while keeping practicality, and it was exactly the outfit Schumar wore today. He hadn’t come to the party to get close to Keter; he had come to draw more attention to himself.
My father told me to see if Sefira had a library of magic books since I’m here, but that was unnecessary.
Sefira had nothing to do with magic. Keter’s magic-like archery was his alone; observation made that clear.
“You say I must drink this wine if I want to speak? How utterly childish.”
Schumar stared at the glass in his hand. It contained the Fist Emperor’s liquor that Keter had dispensed with telekinesis.