Extreme Flame Wizard

“IGNI?! Is that really Igni…..?!”

I’m the audience, the head of the Talcoyz family, Aurelio Talcoyz sat in the audience with his eyes wide open.

Aurelio: “Impossible….!! How did he……!!!”

Confusion overtakes him as he grabs one of the servant to demand answers.

“I—I don’t know, sir!!”

Aurelio: “Don’t play me as a fool!! Wasn’t that boy’s talent a [FIRE] : [F]?!?!”

The nobles are seated separately from the commoners. They are given a private room for viewing the tournament.

It was set up this way to prevent nobles from clashing with each other, but mostly, it’s to help prevent any crimes from occurring to ensure their utmost safety. The security is tight to not allow any unauthorized visitors.

“Not ‘talent.’ It’s ‘compatibility,’ you fool.”

That’s why the room fell silent.

One man somehow entered the room unnoticed.

He was wearing a hooded robe, and hid his face underneath his hood.

Even if he has aged, his eyes still searched for his pray and pierced everyone in the room.

Aurelio: “..........YOU!!”

“‘Compatibility’ simply defines how much trouble you’ll have learning certain spells. It has nothing to do with ‘talent.’ But, I guess you wouldn’t know the difference.”

Aurelio: “What are you doing here, Lucas?!”

Lucas: “Call me father, Aurelio.”

The “Extreme Light” was in the room.

Aurelio: “HA!! Are you joking?! How could I possibly call you my father!!”

Aurelio screams at Lucas.

Lucas: “I just came to watch my grandson fight.”

Aurelio: “Grandson...you say? Wait, the reason why Igni’s here is because…!!”

Lucas: “I trained him.”

Lucas said this as if it was nothing.

Aurelio: “......ha…..HA HA HA HA!!! Have you gone senile, old man?! No matter how much you train a bottom dwelling [F] talent, you will only be left with an [F] trash! Fray will win this fight!”

Lucas: “....your short-sighted, simple-minded thinking hasn’t changed at all…”

Aurelio: “.....what?”

Lucas: “Igni will win this fight.”

And Lucas gave his son a wild smile.

Lucas: “Their <DE•TER•MI•NA•TION> is different from its very foundation.”

<<<<>>>>

Fray: “[ULTIMATE RIVER OF LIGHT - AURORA • BURST]!!!!”

Igni twists his body and dodges Fray’s spell!

It’s obvious that Fray’s time lag decreased.

Igni: “He’s closer to my [FLAME ARMOR - IGNITE] speed….”

Igni mumbles as he talks to himself.

[Glorious Light - FLARE BURST].

By <WEA•VING> 90% of the magic power inside your body beforehand, it’s a technique that increases your magic power and spell casting speed.

But doing so also means…

Igni: “It’s like carrying around a bomb that can detonate at any moment, right Fray?!”

Fray: “SHUT UP!! BE QUIET!!”

Igni: “[FLAME ARMOR - IGNITE : SHOTGUN SHOT]!!”

With one spell incantation, Igni creates one [FIREBALL] with countless [FIREBALL]s stuffed inside.

Igni: [LAUNCH - FIRE]!!”

BOOM!!

The countless [FIREBALL]s spread out in a wide radius and explode in mid-air.

Fray’s defensive shield [ULTIMATE SCATTERING LIGHT - AURORA • PRISM] shatters!!

Igni: “[FLAME ARMOR - IGNITE]”

Fray: “[ULTIMATE LIGHT SCATTER - AURORA • SPREAD]!!”

The light beams pierce Igni’s [FIREBALL] and explodes!!

Fray: “[Gravity Increase - GRAVITON]!!”

Igni hurriedly steps back.

ZUDON!! (*sfx heavy impact)

A moment later, a crater appears where he was just standing.

“IT’S AN AMAZING SPELL VS SPELL FIGHT!! THiS IS THE FIGHT OF THE GOLDEN GENERATION~~!!!!”

“FRAY! DON’T LOSE!!” (female)

“YOU CAN DO IT, FRAY!!” (female)

“TAKE HIM DOWN, IGNI!! BEAT THAT PRETTY BOY’S FACE TO A BLOODY PULP!!” (male)

“WIIIIIINNNNN!!! IGNI!!” (male)

From the audience, the crowds wildly cheer on the two contestants.

Fray: (Yes. I will. I WILL WIN!!)

Fray: “Igni! IT’S OVER!!”

The moment Igni was about to cast a spell, the sky above is enveloped in the [ULTIMATE LIGHT] aurora.

Igni: “.....this is?!”

AN EPIC-SCALE SPELL!!

Fray: “My Wizard Name is the “Dawn”!! THE MORNING LIGHT OF DAWN!!”

Fray digs both feet into the ground and places a hand towards Igni as if to push him away.

Fray: “THIS IS <M•Y> SPELL!!”

Massive amounts of magic power begin concentrating inside Fray’s hand.

Igni: “Then I will have to show you something <SPE•CIAL> too.”

Igni stands right before Fray and his spell.

ULTIMATE SECRET ART OF POPULARITY NO. 1 ------”WOMEN LOVE STRONG MEN”

No matter what his motive is, Igni’s strength is as real as it gets.

Igni: “Fray, why are you so intent on winning this tournament?”

Fray: “I will become the next ‘Extreme’! Father will then accept me as a “noble”!!!”

Igni: “..........I see….”

Igni was a little taken back by meeting someone who is willingly trying to become a noble.

Igni: “And what will you do once you’re a noble?”

Fray: “That’s….THAT’S MY DREAM!! I’LL CRUSH YOU, YOU PIECE OF TRASH!!”

Igni: “HA! Let’s see you try! I’ll break through your spell from right here!!!”

Fray: “LET’S SEE YOU TRY THAT!! YOU STUPID FAILURE~~~!!!!!!”

Igni’s magic power passes through his body and concentrates behind him. A ring of light forms around him.

<<<<>>>>

[GRANDPA! GRANDPA!]

[What is it, Igni]

This happened a few months after Igni arrived in the Demon King’s territory.

[How do I increase the power of my spell?! How do I defeat the ‘Hell Spider’ with my fireball?!”

[There are two ways.]

[TWO?!]

[One, increase your reserve magic. If you put more spell power into your spell, the increased density will then multiply your spell power.]

[And the second?!]

[Raise your speed.]

[My speed?]

[That’s right. Push your spell up to the speed of light.]

<<<<>>>>

Igni arrived at this pinnacle when dealing with the fastest species of dragons - the Wyverns.

Igni: “[FLAME ARMOR - IGNITE : ULTIMATE MINI-SIZED MINIMA]”

What he created was a [FIREBALL] so small that it cannot be seen by the naked eye.

And it begins to accelerate using the ring of magic that Igni created behind him.

Igni: “[VELOCITY - ACCELERATE]!!!”

Formulating his magic into a giant, circular accelerating ramp, the molecular sized [FIREBALL] begins its acceleration.

--------KIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIINNNNNNNNNNNN!!! (*sfx high pitch ringing)

Accelerate. ACCELERATE!!

————-IIIIIIIIIIIINNNNNNNNNNNNNN!!! (*sfx continued high pitch ringing)

And finally, it arrives at the speed of light.

The next moment.

Both lock onto each other’s eyes.

A single moment when time completely stops…

At that very moment…

Fray: “MORNING LIGHT OF DAWN - SUNRISE ZERO]!!!”

Igni: “[LAUNCH - FIRE]!!!!!!!!!!”

Fray shoots a huge beam of light!

An energy so concentrated that it dissolves anything that comes near it!!

Igni’s spell collides with it from the front ------ AND BEGINS CUTTING THROUGH!!!

“ “ UOOOOOOOOOOOOOGGGGGHHHHHH!!! “ “ (*sfx yell)

Both pour more magic power into their spells!

Fray: “I…..I WILL…..I WILL WIN!!!!!”

Igni: “NOPE, I’M GOING TO WIN!!!”

ZUDOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOONNNNNNNNNNNN!!!! (*sfx explosion)

Igni’s [FIREBALL] pierces through Fray’s [MORNING DAWN OF LIGHT • SUNRISE ZERO]!!!!

Igni: “[BLOW UP OUT OF MY SIGHT - FIRE]!!!!!!!!!!”

The molecular-sized [FIREBALL] explodes!!!!!

Fray’s tattered body flies backwards!!

Fray: “NO!! NOT YET!! I HAVEN’T…LOST YET…!!”

Fray reaches his hand to grasp the empty air.

Igni: “No. This is------”

SPLASH!! Fray’s body hits the water.

Igni: “-----your loss.”

“THE WINNER OF THIS TOURNAMENT IS CONTESTANT IGNI~~~~~~~~~!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!”

“ “ “ “ “ “ “ YEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!! “ “ “ “ “ “ “

The Colosseum rumbles as the applause floods in.

<<<<>>>>

Aurelio: “I----IMPOSSIBLE!! Fray….lost……?!”

Lucas: “Oye, I told you Igni will win.”

Aurelio: “Y----YOU CHEATED!! FRAY IS AN [ULTIMATE LIGHT] TRAIT!! HE’S A [SS]!!”

Lucas: “The intricacies of their spells were different.”

Aurelio: “The…intricacies….of their spells….?”

Lucas: “Yes, Fray’s ‘talent’ is amazing. But even so, he has stretched himself too thin learning too many different types of spells. Among the common Wizards, yes, he may be on top, but that also means that his “variety” is his only weapon.”

Aurelio: “.....his weapon…?”

Lucas: “Yes. Each Wizard carries a weapon. A weapon they hold with absolute confidence. But that is why Fray’s Epic-Scale spell lost to Igni’s.”

Aurelio: “.........n….no…...that’s…...that’s impossible. That’s impossible… THAT’S IMPOSSIBLE!!!”

Lucas: “Oye, Aurelio. You’re blinded by the title of ‘Extreme‘, and now you can only see your son as a tool. I can’t leave my grandchildren to a man like that.”

Aurelio: “SHUT UP!! HOW COULD A WANDERER LIKE YOU EVER TALK ABOUT PARENTING?!?!”

Lucas: “HA HA HA!! TRUE!! I can’t say anything once you bring that up!!”

Aurelio: “Even if Fray loses…..there’s still Igni….! If it’s Igni…..he can reach “Extreme”.......!!”

Lucas: “You are correct in that he will reach the “Extreme”, but I doubt that he has any intention of returning to your household.”

Aurelio: “SH----SHUT UP!! THIS IS ABOUT THE HOUSE!! MY HOUSE!! YOU HAVE NO PLACE TO SAY ANYTHING TO ME!!!”

And with that Aurelio runs out of the room.

The remaining servants and Lucas look at each other and both let out a deep, exasperated sigh.