Became a Medieval Fantasy Wizard
Chapter 375

TL/Editor: raei

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The dragon went on a rampage.

"[There! Ian is over there!]"

[Kill! Burn him to death!]

"Aaaaargh!"

Predius breathed scorching flames in every direction Ian pointed.

Waves of fire mercilessly engulfed the black wizards.

"S-save me!"

"Stop Predius!"

"Bring the Regent!"

If there had been a skilled fire wizard present, they might have blocked Predius's breath once or twice.

Like Eredith or Kira had done.

But...

What were the chances of finding such a skilled fire wizard among these black wizards?

The dragon's breath swept through the black wizards unchallenged.

Only agonized screams of pain and terror echoed pitifully through the air.

Among those hit by the breath, only Bertholdt survived.

He had barely managed to erect a wall of bones to shield himself from the dragon's flames.

"Ian...!"

The necromancer glared at the wizard standing atop the dragon's head.

Ian Eredith Raven...!

Finally showing your true colors!

"What? You're still alive?"

"Of course I am! More importantly, how dare you steal the Regent's dragon!"

When Bertholdt shouted at him, Ian simply snorted.

Yeah, I stole Antios's dragon...!

So what are you going to do about it?

I've got an amazing dragon now!

"Shut up. You can talk all you want after I'm dead. In about 70 years?"

"You bastard-!"

"[Predius! Ian is over there!]"

Kroooooar!

Ian pressed Predius's breath-firing button.

Living up to expectations, Predius exhaled a deep breath.

Hmm. The performance is definitely reliable!

"Run! Hide anywhere you can!"

"Damn it...!"

Every time Predius spewed flames, the black wizards fled in terror.

Ian watched them from atop the dragon's head.

He felt a strange sense of omnipotence.

Look at them running away in fear!

Hahaha! Look! Humans are like garbage(?)!

"[Fire breath!]"

[?]

Ah. That's not right.

"[Ian is over there!]"

Whoooosh!

Each time Ian pressed the breath button(?), more black wizards fell, reduced to charcoal.

Monsters summoned by the summoners rushed forward in a hurry.

[Black dragon! Come to your senses! The people you're attacking are...]

[Shut-up! Vermin! Are you trying to interfere with my revenge?!]

Boom!

The dragon swung its front paw like a hammer, crushing an orc like tofu.

True to its reputation as this era's greatest madman, Predius refused any attempt at dialogue.

Even before getting its brain stabbed, this dragon had been evil and cruel.

Now, half-insane, it was even worse.

No monster could stand in the dragon's way!

"My God...!"

"How do we stop that thing?!"

"Buy time however you can! Throw undead or monsters at it!"

'Dragons really are powerful.'

Ian thought as he watched Predius wreak havoc.

Having ridden both drakes and dragons, Ian knew the truth.

A dragon's combat ability was [overwhelming] powerful.

Powerful enough to pulverize any opponent!

Ian laughed as he pushed aside orcs and goblins.

That bastard Antios. He'd been keeping this fun(?) all to himself!

The black wizards' resistance was futile.

Monsters created through summoning, necromancy, and transmutation were no match for a dragon.

The only way to counter a dragon was to use various elemental magic to impede its movement.

But among the black wizards, there were no proper elemental wizards.

With Antios, the black wizards' greatest summoner, they had never needed to prepare other countermeasures.

Until Antios arrived, the black wizards could only continue their retreat.

But...

Conversely, after Antios appeared, a proper counterattack became possible.

"Ian Eredith."

Antios frowned as he surveyed the ruined campsite.

Hadn't this man broken free from the space-time wizards' tricks to join the glorious revolution?

Seeing Ian betray the society left a bitter taste in his mouth.

He felt sorry for the foolish wizard who chose to remain a slave to the space-time wizards—

And displeased that he would have to kill such a talented individual with strong Golden Empire bloodlines.

'It can't be helped.'

But the situation had already slipped from Antios's control.

As unfortunate as it was, he couldn't spare Ian now.

Ian had stolen his dragon.

Though he couldn't understand how Ian had managed to control Predius...

He had already caused massive damage to the society.

If Ian wasn't eliminated, the society members wouldn't accept it.

"You've made quite a mess."

"That's how it turned out."

"...Not even going to try to explain yourself?"

Antios quickly assessed the situation.

The black wizards' dwelling was half destroyed.

And Antios was the only wizard capable of facing Ian.

"[Predius!]"

First, Antios tried to wrest control of Predius.

Whatever magic Ian had cast, Predius would follow his commands!

[...?]

Predius paused at the sudden familiar voice.

This voice seemed more familiar somehow...?

Ian quickly whispered into the dragon's ear.

"[Don't listen! This is Ian's trick!]"

[What?!]

Unaware of this exchange, Antios called out to Predius again.

"[It's me! Predius! Your contractor! Antios!]"

[Antios? You say you're Antios?!]

"[Yes! The person giving you orders now is your enemy Ian!]"

[!!!]

The high-level summoner's persuasiveness was tremendous.

Despite its damaged mind, Predius could clearly feel every nuance of Antios's will.

Without any misunderstanding or misinterpretation!

[You... dare...!]

Predius was about to explode with rage.

The wizard who had introduced himself as [Antios]...

Was actually Ian! (Correct)

But Ian wasn't sitting idle either.

Ian, too, was an experienced wizard.

"[Do you really believe what he's saying! You naive fool!]"

[...?]

"[That's Ian's lie! For someone as evil as Ian, trying to deceive you is only natural!]"

[!]

Now that you mention it, that makes sense!

Predius found Ian's persuasion convincing.

If its mind had been intact, it would have scoffed at such an argument.

The pre-brain-injury Predius had been a monster with intelligence rivaling humans.

But after dying once and awakening, Predius had become half-insane.

Its hatred for Ian hadn't died.

However, all intelligence besides hatred had fallen to a miserable level.

The fact that it couldn't speak properly without 'hatred' was proof of this.

'This bastard?!'

Antios was dumbfounded by Ian's absurd logic.

And he was even more dumbfounded by the fact that Predius was persuaded.

Only then did Antios realize.

That bastard Ian...!

He had tricked Predius into believing he was [Antios]!

"[Predius! Focus and look! The ones you've burned aren't me, but Ian!]"

When Antios shouted, Ian countered.

"[Look at my hair! It's jet black, right? That proves I'm Antios!]"

"..."

Antios was simply baffled.

Your hair is black too!

Ironically, both wizards had strong ancient imperial bloodlines.

Thus, both Ian and Antios had the same black hair.

And the current Predius couldn't perfectly distinguish between the two...!

[Is... that so?]

"[Don't listen to him! Predius! His tongue is coated with poison!]"

"[Close your ears! Predius! Ian is trying to deceive you!]"

"[Predius!]"

"[Predius!]"

Antios and Ian projected their wills toward Predius competitively.

A high-level wizard's will is extremely powerful.

Predius could clearly feel both Antios's desire for it and Ian's desire for it...

[Arghhhh...!]

Predius shook its head back and forth.

Waaah! I can't choose!

This one seems like Antios, but that one does too!

Finally, Predius... kicked off the ground and took flight.

It was giving up on the decision and fleeing.

"[Predius!]"

[Shut up! Don't talk to me!]

Ian projected his will toward Predius, but Predius refused to communicate.

Though disappointing, Ian cleanly gave up and retreated. He had achieved his goal.

I escaped, didn't I?

There was no way to catch Ian flying away on a dragon.

The rest would be left to Aesis.

'I should calm Predius first.'

Ian decided to take more time to persuade Predius.

Of course, he had no intention of keeping it as a minion for long.

It was fundamentally evil. There was a high probability it would act against Ian's values on its own.

It would be enough to use it to eliminate the black wizards except Antios.

Just as Ian was thinking this—

"...?"

He felt a sinister death power stirring.

'Bertholdt?'

For a moment, he thought the necromancer Bertholdt had cast a spell.

But this... was definitely not Bertholdt's level.

No.

This wasn't human magic...!

"Oh no...!"

Ian urgently commanded Predius in panic.

"[Land! Predius! Right now!]"

[Don't order me around!]

"[You idiot! If you don't go down right now—!]"

At that moment.

Massive tentacles of death power began to stretch toward Predius.

[What is this!]

The death power tightly wrapped around Predius's wings and legs.

Kyaaaah!

Ian gritted his teeth.

Predius was a creature overflowing with powerful life force.

But...

The death tentacles rapidly deteriorated Predius's condition.

It meant the tentacles contained tremendously powerful death energy.

Its wings and legs quickly rotted and crumbled, causing it to lose balance and stagger.

"[Predius!]"

This was a situation even Ian hadn't anticipated.

Who would have thought there'd be a wizard powerful enough to bring down a dragon?

[Master! Be careful!]

Thud!

Just before Predius crashed into the ground, Anor-lsil gently lifted Ian's body.

Upon landing, Ian immediately checked Predius's condition.

Grrrrr...

Though suffering, the dragon wasn't dead yet. It had innate toughness.

'What kind of magic...'

Though his thoughts were complicated, Ian turned away.

This was magic powerful enough to bring down Predius.

There was no need to confront it now.

Escape was the top priority.

"How foolish, Ian. Truly foolish."

"..."

But Ian frowned at the figure emerging from the forest.

It was Antios.

'Spatial movement magic...'

There were space-time wizards even among the black wizards.

However, the person who appeared with Antios didn't look much like a space-time wizard.

With a haggard face and empty eyes.

Unnaturally twisted arms and legs.

And... terrible death power.

'A necromancer?'

No. Though it looked human, that wasn't human.

"You're determined to live as a slave? The space-time wizards have tied your leash tightly."

"Shut up. Is that a demon?"

"You could say that."

Ian gripped Anor-lsil tightly.

Though he had faced countless crises before—

He had never felt such a distinct [death] as now.

'Perhaps...'

His arms and legs trembled slightly.

Ian... felt the fear of death.

'I might not survive.'

Though it took human form.

That thing was [death] itself.

"Fuck!"

Ian raised Anor-lsil.

Then he struck down at his own left hand.

Thunk!

Terrible pain overwhelmed him.

However.

Ian smiled.

Pain was proof he was alive!

The fear of death receded.

Ian stared ahead.

He would win this fight and definitely return home.

Ian had reasons why he must.

"...Stubborn bastard."

Watching Ian overcome fear through self-harm, Antios clicked his tongue.

How could someone with such strong willpower be manipulated by space-time wizards?

It was truly a shame to kill him...

But today, he had to say goodbye to Ian.

"[Demon who devours the sun.]"

Antios slowly raised his hand.

"[Kill this wizard.]"

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