Black Mage? Go To Hell!

There was no one in the castle.

Marcus was running around, searching the rooms.

"No one, there's absolutely no one!"

[The Large Fireball Spell has detected your anger. Practice speed has increased by 60%. Practice progress is 70%.]

Upon closer inspection, the Large Fireball Spell had already reached level-6. His other spells had advanced even faster.

"That's pretty darn fast."

Marcus walked to the top floor.

Juno, also known as the lord of the castle, stood there in a black robe, performing some kind of ritual.

"You're here?!" The lord of the castle, Juno Green, stopped the ritual and turned to look at Marcus.

His eyes danced with frivolity and confidence. "I didn't expect the two of you to be such morally righteous people. Then, you shall pay the price."

However, Marcus did not answer. Durant was trapped in the stone pillar, having fallen unconscious.

"I'm very curious why my puppets couldn't stop you," said the lord while staring at Marcus.

"What do you think?" Marcus sneered.

"Young people should show their elders respect. Have you ever heard of respecting the old and loving the young?" After the lord finished speaking, he cast a black magic spell. "Dark Blade!"

His dark energy was thick with malice. It was obvious that he had gone mad.

A blade full of evil magic whistled directly toward Marcus.

"That's lightning quick!" It was his first time encountering such a formidable enemy. Nevertheless, he did not panic and calmly cast a wind blade with all his power.

"Although your dark blade is very fast, it's still not fast enough!"

Slash!

Both flashes of white and black collided.

Huge sparks flew!

"Hmph." When he saw this, the lord of the castle, Juno, took the opportunity to cast another dark blade.

The two blades merged and collided with Marcus's wind blade. Alas, they could not withstand Marcus's fierce wind blade.

The two dark blades were pulverized.

"I don't have an ounce of respect for those who practice black magic," Marcus declared.

[When sparring with the enemy, the speed of the Wind Blade Spell will increase by 60%. Current progress is 60%.]

After being knocked down, Juno quickly got up, ignoring the black blood trickling from the corner of his mouth.

"Respected God of black magic, in exchange for my life, please destroy this little brat who has blasphemed against you!"

Juno then bit his right thumb with his teeth and smeared a mark on his forehead.

With disheveled hair, the crazed Juno started to burn his life force to cast his next spell. "Kid, how about deflecting this move again? Dark Arcane Blood Blade!"

"Wind Blade!" Marcus also used all the magic power in his body and activated a huge wind blade to attack the dark blade in front of him.

The strong wind made the walls peel away.

Even the roof was lifted!

Black and white flashes of light clashed again, and Juno revealed a smug and ferocious smile. "Go to hell!"

However, just as the dark blade was about to counter the wind blade, the wind blade exuded a fiery aura.

It was the Large Fireball Spell!

The purple flames swallowed the darkness whole. With a slight sound, the dark blade disappeared.

"Sorry...I've disappointed you."

Marcus had won again!

"How could it be...? No one can use two kinds of magic together..."

It was terribly fast!

Unbelievably fast!

The huge wind blade was like a fierce eagle sweeping up massive gusts of wind and heading straight for Juno!

"Is this the Wind Blade Spell?!"

In shock, Juno's body was sliced in half by the wind blade before he could dodge it. Even after he died, his face was still filled with doubt and confusion.

Then, Juno evaporated into a black mist and disappeared from the mortal world.

The wind blade, along with Juno's warm blood, was still spinning rapidly. It slashed a huge rock and then disappeared.

The sky was pitch black whilst the ground was stained scarlet red!

[Your Wind Blade Skill has made its first kill, thus it is beyond thrilled. You have mastered the profound secret technique, the Wind Blade Skill!]

[Your Large Fireball Skill has made its first kill. It is no longer at the basic level-6. Practice speed has increased by 80%. Current progress is 99%.]

"I killed someone?" Marcus was a little surprised.

He thought that the owner of the ancient castle was very powerful and wanted to go a few more rounds with him. He did not expect him to be so weak.

However, this time, Marcus had already used his final trump card when he tried to use the two fusion spells.

"I'm still not familiar with the fusion spell. It's too slow."

Marcus did not dwell on it though. Seeing that the castle was disintegrating, he immediately got Durant and escaped.

As the castle decayed, it revealed its original appearance. It was the remains of an ancient ship that had been corroded by the wind and the rain, so only a few pieces of wood remained.

It was an illusion spell.

"I actually fell for someone else's illusion spell." Marcus blamed himself.

"I didn't realize that I was in an illusion...My power is still so weak. I need to become stronger.

"The next time when I go to the library, I should find a spell for a powerful spiritual attack or defensive magic..."

The night passed quietly.

Outside the academy, in Durant's dormitory.

"Don't worry about me, Marcus. You can't beat him!" Durant woke up in a shock and found Marcus by his side. "Marcus, why are you here?"

"I think I had a dream. I dreamt that I invited you and brought you here. Then, when you entered the hotel, I quietly went to meet my dream lover. After that..."

Marcus smiled. "It's okay. You just had a dream."

He did not elaborate much and just let his friend think that this was a fantasy.

"I'm sorry, Marcus," Durant suddenly regained his senses and apologized to Marcus in embarrassment. "I wasn't actually dreaming at all, was I?"

"I was accidentally struck by an illusion spell while my brother was on duty in the fishing grounds."

Durant lifted his arm and discovered that there were a few knife wounds. They had been his own doing as if he was reminding himself of something.

"Marcus, all of this is real, isn't it?"

"Hmm..." Marcus chose to tell the truth.

"We'd better not tell the local prosecutors what happened here. Otherwise, our family's fishing grounds will be suspended!"

Marcus was somewhat puzzled to hear that as it seemed that Durant's family seemed to have encountered some difficulties.

Marcus hesitated for a moment, then slowly asked, "Durant, is your family alright at the moment?"

"It's nothing," Durant dismissed. "Anyway, thank you, Marcus."

Marcus waved his hand. "You're welcome. You helped me when I was bullied before."

"I'm your bro. Don't stand on ceremony with me."

After saying that, Durant presented Marcus with a large bag of gold coins. "These 340 gold coins are your reward!"

"Awesome!" Marcus took the bag of coins and gave him a hearty smile. "You should hire other bodyguards in the future. I'm still not powerful enough."

"Haha, it's fine. We'll talk about it later."

Durant needed more rest, so he took advantage of this short holiday to go home and recuperate.

After all, Durant's father, Bud, valued every child in the family very much.

Marcus viewed him as a successful and shrewd businessman who placed importance on family values.

Once, Marcus's father had worked under him and later died in the line of duty.

Bud had been deeply apologetic to Marcus, postponing the upcoming negotiations of the Chamber of Commerce to personally go and visit Marcus and his family.

After Marcus went to school, Bud took it upon himself to settle the tuition fees and any other expenses.

It could be said that Bud treated Marcus as his own son.

Therefore, Marcus hoped to become stronger through his own power in order to restore the glory of the family.