The Dark Magician Transmigrates After 66666 Years-Novel

Everyone was taken aback at Sarah’s sudden request.

“S-Sarah. What are you talking about? Did I hear it wrong?”

Ricky walked up to her and asked to confirm that he had misheard it.

However, as if it was no slip of the tongue, Sarah was glaring at Diablo.

“Come down! Come down and draw your sword!”

“Sarah! Calm down! Put back your sword first.”

“Brother, move. This is a fight between family.”

Sarah pushed Ricky away, who was trying to stop her, and took a step forward.

“Fight me in the name of Welton. If I win, I exclude you from the Weltons, and if you win, kill me.”

“Hey! What nonsense is that?”

Ricky pulled her by the arm, but she wouldn’t budge. Isis sighed at the stubbornness of her disciple.

Ricky seems to be trying to stop Sarah somehow, but there are times when a warrior never backs down. And for Sarah, that was now.

She made up her mind to end her relationship with her crooked brother, who had lost his path.

“Interesting.”

Beiros, who stood next to her, looked amused. There was no one who could help him.

Isis clicked her tongue and turned to Diablo. Even though he was challenged, he didn’t move or say anything.

“Come down!”

“Sarah, why are you doing this?!”

Ricky couldn’t understand Sarah.

No matter how strangely her brother had changed, he didn’t think Sarah’s level was low enough for her to be unaware of the difference in skill between them and challenge him to a duel.

It had to be a mistake in the heat of the moment.

It was unlikely that Diablo would agree to a duel, but if he did, it would be a mess.

“Calm down, okay? Calm down for now, and we will talk later. I will help you.”

“No. I felt it as soon as I saw him. That person is no longer my brother, and I can understand why he neglected me and our mother. Because there must have been a reason. But now…”

Sarah raised her head, which was shaking.

“I cannot let the guy who abandoned the Weltons keep that name, Diablo Volfir! Do not make me laugh! I am not afraid of ghosts who cannot escape their past memories. I will say it again. Come down, Jamie Welton. I will rip that name off today. Live as a ghost of the past for the rest of your life.”

Was that the point of her words?

Diablo’s eyes, which had not responded at all, twitched for the first time.

“You aren’t stupid enough not to know the difference with your opponent! Hold back, Sarah! It will be dangerous.”

“Enough, Ricky.”

At that time, Isis shook her head at Ricky, making him frown.

“Isis. Do you want your disciple to die?”

“There isn’t any teacher who wants that. But I will not stop my disciple from doing what she must do, even if it means risking her life. Can’t you see the determination of a warrior?”

Ricky frowned. It wasn’t like he didn’t know.

He was a warrior too, so he knew Sara wouldn’t give up. But this—this was suicide.

The current Diablo wasn’t the kind who looked out for others, so Sarah would die for sure.

“Instead, I have a suggestion.”

When Ricky didn’t say anything, Isis looked at Diablo and said,

“A duel of swords alone.”

In other words, it meant Diablo wouldn’t be able to use his field of expertise. But she didn’t know if he would accept it.

Above all, there was a high chance that he wouldn’t accept the duel. Still, if a duel took place, it would be right to give Sarah a chance to survive.

All eyes turned to Diablo.

“What will you do? Will you accept it?”

When Isis asked, Diablo looked at her and stood up.

“Did you tell me to drop the Welton name?”

He went down the stairway under the throne, and the air became heavy.

A great pressure seemed to weigh down the entire space, and she couldn’t breathe as if she were standing at a high altitude.

Diablo, who had come down completely before she knew it, stood in front of Sarah. Upon closer look, it was the black hair that made him look pale.

“My actual name is Diablo Volfir. The name Jamie Welton is just a mask. It means that there is nothing I can do with it but just throw it away.”

“What…?”

“I have one purpose alone. It’s to bring down the Sun God. I will do anything for that. Family? I can throw it aside when I become stronger.”

“Do you really mean that?”

“You challenge me to a duel? Why should I accept it? You don’t deserve to make me come down. If you want my place, you shouldn’t be standing with this kind of skill.”

“Are you being serious?”

“Something like you is not even a hurdle to me. Intruders don’t get to make demands according to rule one.”

Diablo raised his hand to Sarah’s head, and black mana concentrated there.

“Diablo!”

At that moment, Isis appeared in front of him and grabbed Diablo’s wrist tightly.

“Don’t do insane things.”

“Let go.”

“What if I don’t want to?”

“You will have to face my strength.”

“That sounds fun.”

A friction of great strength between two beings close to the level of the Gods created lightning. The subject of the fight was changing from Sarah to Isis.

But Sarah had no intention of quitting the fight.

“Teacher, please move.”

Sarah tugged at Isis, who was blocking her path.

“This is my fight.”

Aura formed on Sara’s sword, which shone in the dark. It didn’t matter how different their skills were.

If she died here, she died, but she wasn’t going to retreat.

She put her sword forward and took a stance.

“Sarah….”

Isis bit her lip upon seeing her disciple like that. Meanwhile, Diablo was ready to release the black mana in his hand.

Sarah, with her current skills, couldn’t stop it.

However, Sarah had too many reasons not to back down.

Isis scratched her head and said to Diablo,

“Respond with your sword, Diablo. If not, I will leave the Black Tower.”

“Me too. I no longer need to be under you. If you want to take back the black mana from me, do it. I’d rather be with a friend who doesn’t exist anymore than one who has lost his soul.” ¹

Even Ricky supported Isis’s words.

When two of the best warriors of the Black Tower said that, Diablo couldn’t help but hesitate.

Isis continued,

“If you’ve thoroughly analyzed the whole situation, you should know how big the gap will be if the two of us leave, right?”

“Do you understand what those words mean?”

“To be called traitors.”

“I know that we cannot stay alive after that. Still, a wrong is a wrong. You decide whether to lose two people who have God-level powers or accept this offer.”

Losing two God-level powers would create a huge gap in the power that Jamie held. In particular, Isis recently turned into something like a Demi-God, one of the highest ranks among the new Gods.

It could be assured that her power would not be greatly pushed back compared to Diablo being perfect.

Also, Ricky, was entrusted with everything by Pyro, the Goddess of Mercy and Punishment, so he was the next God.

“Choose. Kill us as well, or pick up the sword. It’s not like you aren’t confident, right?”

Diablo’s eyes glared at Isis at her subtle provocation.

“Do you think you have a chance with the sword?”

Diablo Volfir was a black magic user and a person who stood at the top of the history of magic.

That was why he didn’t care, but his sword skills had also reached a considerable level.

“Funny. Fine. I accept your offer.”

Jamie collected black mana.

Then, as he stretched out his hand into the air, he gripped Balisada.

“I will teach you that everything is meaningless.”

Then a black aura formed on Balisada.

“Do you think there is a slight chance of her winning with the sword?”

“Well, Sarah did become a Master today.”

“What?”

Ricky looked dumbfounded.

“She became a Sword Master today.”

“Yes.”

“No… So it’s not hopeless at all?”

“I don’t know. She became a Sword Master as she was fighting Sekis, and they say she had defeated him.”

“She defeated Sekis.”

Sekis was a warrior that even Ricky knew. As a spear master, he was famous among those in the Master class.

And she defeated such an opponent as soon as she became a Sword Master. With that information, Ricky got an idea of Sarah’s talent.

“Maybe more than her brother.”

“She is more talented than her brother with the sword. After holding the sword in earnest, she reached the Master class in three years.”

“Three years… But.”

In the first place, there was no one else other than Diablo who had become a Sword Master at that age. She became a Sword Master at the same age as her brother.

Not to mention, the period during which she held the sword was several years shorter than that of her brother.

As Isis said, Sarah had the upper hand in terms of talent.

‘Besides, it has been a while since Jamie held the sword.’

From some point on, Jamie didn’t focus on the sword and focused only on developing black magic. After that, he worked on letting go of his remaining emotions and reached this point.

‘Even so, it will be difficult to win.’

No matter how talented Sarah was, there was a difference in practical experience. They didn’t know how much experience Sarah had, but Diablo had fought countless enemies.

Above all, Diablo’s ability, ‘Future Walker,’ was a skill that allowed him to respond to any situation. It wasn’t easy to predict whether Sarah would be able to overcome it or not.

“Start.”

At Isis’s voice, Ricky looked at both siblings.

The figures that were aiming their swords at each other didn’t appear to be siblings.

Was it an illusion that it appeared to end with one of them dying and that they were facing their rival?

And then someone moved first.

[Sea of Hundred]

It was Sarah.

Sarah felt her heart beat fast.

Even if she tried to calm it down, she couldn’t. It must be because her brother was in front of her.

‘It is such a great pressure.’

She had fought against many enemies, but his presence was so huge that it couldn’t even be compared to other things. Even the fear of whether she could face him flooded her mind, but she couldn’t break down under the doubt.

She said she would die here and not retreat.

“Here I go.”

Sarah mumbled softly and ran ahead.

[Sea of Hundred]

While unfolding the familiar footwork invented by her grandfather, she poured out her energy.

And Diablo mumbled as he looked at Sarah.

“Worthless.”

Darkness took over.