《The Last Fire Mage In A Frozen World》


 A Fire Mage In A Frozen Land

    <u>The Last Huge City And The Last Fire Archmage</u>


    A city near a frozen ocean was covered by a firewall, the firewall was managed by the last fire archmage, he was a very old man and he knew his time was coming. He looked outside from his castle and noticed a snowstorm coming to the city''s way, he rushed outside and prepared to defend the city.


    People started to gather around, they all wanted to watch the fire archmage cast spells. The snowstorm hit his firewall and the firewall started to disappear but he cast more fire magic and the firewall was barely enough to block the snowstorm but an ice shard pierced the firewall and hit the archmage''s heart, he was dead and his firewall started to fade away, all of the citizens froze to death.


    <u>A Fire Mage''s Path</u>


    As I was walking through the thick snow, I heard a sound, the sound of a fire being extinguished. That sound meant many things so I unrolled my map and I looked at it. I counted three red spots on the map, each of them represented a city but the largest red spot was missing, that meant the fire mage and the governor of that city died.


    "So¡­Archmage Lorens is dead¡­" That man was a legendary mage that saved millions of human lives, that man was the first man that encountered the snowstorm and beat it. There were now four fire mages left in the world.


    I couldn''t let the despair take over my mind, I had a duty to protect my people and I was going to do it to the day I die just like the Archmage.


    I was running low on food and I needed to get some equipment as well. I looked for the closest city and I saw a familiar name "Mithrus" The city that was carved into the great mountains and had huge walls, after the "Colony Law" that city was the first city to fall, no one knew why but everyone saw that city''s lights go out on the map.


    Normally I was going to be that city''s fire mage but it was changed at the last second, an archmage took my place and I was sent to protect an ocean.


    Yeah, a fucking ocean. A frozen ocean with no life.


    I wanted to go to Mithrus for resupplying but I was also scared of that city and so I changed my direction to a normal city named "Haol."


    <u>All Worship The Snowstorm</u>


    The peasants were gathered around the city center, all of them held weapons in their hand and all of them had a symbol of a snowstorm on their heads. There was a fat nobleman lying on the ground with his head chopped off, this man seemed to be the governor of that place.


    A man was about to be hanged, he wore a red robe that showed he was a fire mage and the peasants were yelling at the man while throwing things at him, the look on that fire mage''s face was full of despair, he started to laugh maniacally and yelled at the peasants.


    "You idiots! You know nothing about that snowstorm! That thing won''t give you anything, it will simply take." And so the fire mage was hanged, the firewall of that city fell and the snowstorm froze everyone in that city, they all had smiles on their frozen faces.


    <u>The Plagued City</u>


    Once a famous trade city, now a city with empty streets full of rats.


    A man lied on a bed, he had blisters all over his face and the people treating him also had those, everyone did whatever that man wanted because that man was their last hope. Their governor died two years ago to the same plague and now their fire mage was about to die and they were right, their fire mage died after saying these words.


    "I be born, I be grow, I be a fire mage, I be running, I be defending, I be dead."


    Again, the firewall fell and the snowstorm killed everyone.


    <u>To See Or Not To See</u>


    One woman and one man were in a dark room, the young woman wore a blue dress and the man wore a red robe just like the other fire mages, their clothes didn''t matter anymore, their jobs didn''t matter anymore, their statuses didn''t mean anything anymore, all that mattered was food.


    "We are out of supplies." She said in a grim tone, they both knew they were about to die. The young woman looked quite pale.You could be reading stolen content. Head to the original site for the genuine story.


    "I am going to rest." After saying that she left the room, the fire mage looked at the supply list for an hour to find something but he was interrupted by a screaming, he picked up his fire staff and rushed to the source of the voice and he saw a maid lying on the ground in front of the governor''s office, she pointed her finger at something.


    The fire mage slowly turned his head and saw a young woman with a blue dress hanging from a rope. The governor had committed suicide, after seeing this he also went to his room and prepared a rope but when he looked out he saw the snowstorm waiting outside the firewall he created before death he wanted to satisfy his curiosity about the snowstorm and so he went outside.


    He was in the middle of the snowstorm, his fire spells started to wear off and he started to get frozen. His legs were completely frozen and it started to go up, he looked around for the snowstorm''s core and at that moment he saw¡­.


    "I¡­.Understand¡­Now¡­." And so the fire mage was frozen to death.


    <u>Last One Standing</u>


    I heard three sounds of a fire extinguishing, I was too scared to open my map but I did at the end. There were no red spots on the map left, at that moment I couldn''t stop the despair reaching my mind, I went mad and burned the whole city of Haol down.


    I wanted to burn myself down but an idea struck my mind, I was going to jump off Mithrus''s highest balcony and get pierced by the mighty king statue holding the great sword in Mithrus.


    <u>Great City Mithrus</u>


    After walking for days, I reached Mithrus, the gates of the city were open and I saw thousands of skeletons lying on the ground, these people weren''t killed by the snowstorm, they were killed by each other.


    "Humanity doesn''t change does it?" I always wanted to see the highest balcony aka the highest office in the city, I started to walk there and opened the doors, I saw a corpse that hasn''t turned into a skeleton yet, the skeleton was lying on the table. I noticed this was The Grand General Floria, I recognized her from her white military uniform that had many medals on it, I also noticed her throat was cut by a knife she was holding.


    "Even the greatest generals commit suicide." I noticed a paper under her head but I paid no attention it because it was probably a suicide note, I went to the balcony and looked down, I saw a huge statue of the first king holding a sword, I was going to get pierced by that sword, I was about to jump but then I heard a sound, I instantly turned around in panic.


    I saw the corpse of Floria on the ground, the paper she was holding flew into the balcony and landed in front of me.


    "I guess I have time to read that." I picked up the paper and started to read it.


    [Everything was going well but then the rebellions started to happen because of that stupid archmage''s sacrifices, I knew those were some crazy bullshit but I couldn''t go against the man that protected us all.]


    [That archmage is crazy, he told me to transfer my soul into the first king''s statue. I laughed the idea off but I have a feeling that man is not joking]


    [An incident happened today, a peasant attacked the fire mage. Of course, he was killed but the fire mage had a wound, as we were treating his wounds I saw a huge snowstorm symbol at his back. I don''t know what that means but I am sure this man is doing something wrong.]


    [I am writing this with a knife at my throat, he thinks he is invisible but I can feel his presence. I will try to shake him off but I have a feeling that I won''t. Whoever reading this please do not lose hope. Even if you are the last human on the continent never lose hope because that snowstorm has a weakness and that is]


    The rest of the paper was unfinished and had blood on it, her words meant something but not for me, I was still going to jump but then an earthquake hit Mithrus, it was strong enough to make me fall down and when I got back up, a giant statue was looking directly at me, this was the statue of the first king and it started to talk.


    "I¡­..Governor¡­.Floria¡­.You¡­Fire¡­Mage¡­" I couldn''t believe my eyes, it was my first time seeing a soul transported into a non-alive object on such a big scale.


    "Y-Yes. I am Jurian."


    "Is¡­..King¡­..Fine?"


    "The King died four years ago."


    "The¡­Other¡­Governors?"


    "None of them are alive, I am the last fire mage."


    "Humanity¡­."


    "Is dead, yeah."


    "No¡­.You¡­Alive¡­I¡­Governor¡­.You¡­Fire¡­Mage¡­We¡­.Can¡­.Rebuild¡­Mithrus.."


    "How? Everyone is dead except me."


    "I¡­.Feel¡­.Survivors¡­.Light¡­.Signal¡­" I started to laugh at her request, I knew there weren''t any survivors out there but lighting a fire signal was nothing to me, I raised my staff and chanted.


    "Flare!" A huge flare started to drop from the sky, it was enough to be seen from many miles away, I waited for minutes but nothing happened.


    "See? I told yo-" At that moment five flares lit up the sky, I was surprised to see that many flares. My hope was restored by five flares, I stood up and chanted.


    "Fire O'' Wall! God Grant Us Your Fearful Magic!" A firewall instantly covered the city and I opened the map. I saw a red spot on the map, it was Mithrus but at that moment the snowstorm started to hit the firewall like a mad storm, I understood that the snowstorm was very pissed and Floria raised her mighty sword and slashed the snowstorm along with my firewall but I was able to repair it easily and the snowstorm disappeared.


    "This¡­Should¡­Be¡­Enough."


    "We are the last city alive, we are the last hope and we shall not fall." I was the last fire mage in a frozen world inside the last city alive and I had many things to do but first I needed to repair the city in order to live in it and then a screen popped up in front of me.


    [City Management System]


    [You Have Been Selected As Acting-Governor Due To The Governor''s Inability To Rule]


    [What Do You Wish To Repair?]


    "I want to repair the world."


    [To Access That Command You Need To Beat The Snowstorm]


    "Then I want to repair the broadcast room. We need to find survivors."


    [To Repair The Broadcast Room You Will Need]


    [5 Wood, 3 Magic Communication Stones, One Tablet of Voice]


    "Well, I need to get going then." I turned around and left the balcony to search for the materials.

 All Kinds of Hope

    <u>Three Out Of Five.</u>


    The broadcast room was in a terrible shape, everything was on the ground but lucky for me there were a couple of things that I could use. I started to search the room and found the tablet of voice and the three magic communication stones but I was missing five wood, I still didn''t understand what was the meaning behind and then it struck me, I needed a table to put these.


    I quickly grabbed some tools from the storage room next door and started to assemble a table with the things in the broadcast room. Making a table was an easy task and I put the tablet of voice on top of the table, the tablet of voice was a simple stone tablet that had antic magic language on it and the magic communication stones were the same, they were stone with antic magic language on them and so I picked two of them up..


    "Fire¡­Mage." This sudden voice made me drop my stones and they were shattered. This voice belonged to Floria, though not a female voice but a strong male''s voice but Floria was nowhere near me and I was pretty confused.


    "What is going on?"


    "I¡­Use..Telepathy."


    "O-Oh! That''s right the fire mage and the governor can use telepathy. I totally forgot about that. So, what do you need?"


    "I¡­Lost¡­Two¡­Survivors."


    "You can''t feel them anymore?"


    "Yes¡­And¡­One..Walking¡­Away"


    "They must be lost, let me come there and use flare again." I went to the balcony, Floria''s body was still lying on the ground, I needed to pick that up. I raised my staff and chanted.


    "Flare!" There were two flares and they were getting closer, the third flare never came.


    "They¡­.Going¡­Away¡­"


    "That''s weird¡­I will check on them."


    "What¡­About..Firewall?"


    "I should stay the same unless I die."


    "I¡­.Will¡­Wait"


    "Good." I prepared some food, stuffed all of them in my backpack and left Mithrus.This content has been misappropriated from Royal Road; report any instances of this story if found elsewhere.


    <u>Lost In The Snow</u>


    As I was walking through the snow, I saw a camp. I was happy to see alive people after two years and I created a huge fire that showed them I was here and they noticed me.


    An old man wearing a fire mage robe confronted me, he had a huge smile on his face and the other people started to go out of their tents and started to watch me with huge smiles on their faces, they also had weird tattoos on their faces, it was almost creepy but I didn''t care about that.


    "I can''t believe another fire mage survived!" I was filled with joy, another fire mage was still alive but then the old man said.


    "I am not a fire mage but a prophet wearing our god''s robes. Please get inside, God from Mithrus." I was shocked for a moment and they pushed me inside, they started to serve me food and give me random stuff that seemed to be personal items.


    "I wish to have a private conversation with the God." After hearing the words of this old man everyone left the tent and he started to talk, his huge smile turned into a sad face, he started to cry on my shoulders, I was really confused.


    "I-I am sorry but I don''t understand."


    "No! I am sorry, I am just exhausted. I have been leading my flock for too long."


    "Your flock?"


    "My people, we worship fire mages as you can see from out tattoos, they have the fire symbol."


    "Wait, a second you think I am God?!"


    "I don''t but they do." The look on this old man''s face was enough to break my heart, he was too tired and too sad for this.


    "What happened to you?"


    "The fire mage in our city was a maniac went by the name ''Glus.'' He did experiments on our children and forced us to believe he was a God. We didn''t have a choice because he was the person who kept the snowstorm away."


    Fire mage Glus was one of the most disgusting mages in the world, he was banished from magician community after burning down a city but when the snowstorm hit he was called again because fire mages needed him.


    "What happened to your governor? They exist for moments like this."


    "T-That bastard got into the mind of governor''s daughter and made her worship himself. The Governor was killed by his daughter  and she took over."


    "How did you escape?"


    "That bastard offered himself as food when the food stocks ran out...The ones who ate him committed suicide afterward. Lucky for us, that bastard didn''t have much of a meat and some of us weren''t able to eat his body. I used to be the mayor of that city and made myself a prophet, I needed to or they were going to commit suicide like the others..." He paused for a moment and looked at a photo.


    "I have done bad things,sir¡­.Very bad things¡­I am surely going to hell but I want to help these people. When I saw the red spot on the map my hope was restored."


    "It is okay now but why were you going away from the city?"


    "We were? I am pretty sure we were going the right way unless¡­."


    "Unless what?"


    "We met another group of survivors, they were lead by an ex-general and they were going to the north."


    "North?! They can''t survive the north."


    "That''s what I said to them but they said Mithrus was ruled by a traitor to humanity. Of course, I didn''t believe him."


    "The traitor fire mage no longer rules there. I need to tell them about this. Can you head for the city while I go to warn them?"


    "I don''t think so, sir. My people won''t go anywhere without you but we can wait here."


    "Good, I will give this camp a small firewall that should protect you from the snowstorm."


    "Thank you, sir. We will be waiting for you here."

 Before The Snowstorm

    <u>True Detective</u>


    A brawny man with short brown hair, brown beard, blue eyes was walking the hallways of the military headquarters. His medals made a sound every time he took a step and every time he took a step people made way for him like he was a high ranking officer or a dangerous person, he was both.


    This brawny man''s name was "Harold von Harbinger" He was also a baron of a small village in the north and also a major general in the kingdom''s army. Today, the spring was at its peak, the sun was up, the weather was perfect and kids were playing outside but Harold had an angry expression on his scary face.


    He was going to take a vacation but then he was suddenly called into a high command meeting, he arrived in front of a big door with two guards, they saluted him and opened the door for him. The other generals stopped talking after seeing him and he sat on his chair like nothing was happening.


    There were all kinds of generals, the army officers wore a white uniform with golden attachments, the airforce officers wore a green uniform with black attachments and the navy officers wore a blue uniform with golden attachments and there were two chairs empty from the army''s side.


    As Harold was waiting for meeting to start, he noticed every general in the room wore a new medal, it was a symbol of a snowstorm, he turned to a general near him and asked him about the new medal.


    "Oh, those are given to people who fought in the winter campaign." He was surprised that he didn''t get any medals, he was one of the main generals who fought in the winter campaign and there were other generals that didn''t even participate in the winter campaign and still got medals. He wasn''t going to object to it because he already had many medals and then the doors opened.


    A bald old man with a walrus mustache walked into the room. He wore a white uniform, white military hat with a golden eagle on it and circle glasses. This old man had more medals than Harold and everyone stood up when he entered the room, this man was the grand general. He sat down and removed his hat.


    "We shall start now." The grand general said with a very friendly smile. The grand general was the type of man that would spend his time playing with children instead of doing military work. Basically a super grandfather. But something was wrong Harold looked around in surprise and saw nobody talking about the last empty chair, he raised his hand to speak.


    "Yes, Major General Harold?"


    "Where is Major General Floria?" The great general said and looked around, one of the army generals answered the grand general''s question.


    "She is down with the cold, sir."


    "Ah, I also have a running nose." The grand general smiled and started the meeting, the meeting was about a military parade and Harold didn''t really care about it but one thing bothered him.


    "I am sorry but removing every soldier in the north? We just beat the rebels and now we are removing our garrisons?!"


    "Well, I am taking no sides on this issue. Let''s put it to a vote then. Does anyone support Major General''s idea, raise your hand if you support it." Not one person in the meeting raised their hands, Harold was angry but he wasn''t able to do anything against the high command''s vote and so the meeting finished, the grand general stood up and picked his hat, he was about to leave but Harold noticed he didn''t have the winter campaign medal on him.


    Now, something was really wrong. The commander of the whole military didn''t get a medal but his subordinates did? Harold needed to talk about this with a person he trusted and that person was Floria.


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    Harold was headed towards Floria''s apartment, he normally used carriages but this time he wanted to walk to her home. After all, their homes were close and he feared something would happen to him.


    When Harold arrived at Floria''s apartment he saw five royal carriages outside her home and not to mention hundreds of guards outside her home, someone important was in her mansion and he walked to her home until he was stopped by a royal guard.


    "Sorry, but you can''t pass." At that moment Floria''s door opened and a handsome young man with long golden hair, blue eyes and a chest full of medals walked out, this person was the first prince of the kingdom, he noticed Harold but didn''t greet him, he simply went inside his carriage and the guards followed him. Harold noticed something as well, the prince wore the winter campaign medal even though he didn''t even have a military background.


    There were still guards left outside Floria''s home but that was normal for a major general, this time he wasn''t stopped by the other guards because all of them knew who Harold was. He climbed the steps and rang the doorbell.


    The door was opened by a young woman that would be easily considered a beauty but she really looked sick, her long dark hair was messy, her dark red eyes had bags under them, her nose was also red like a tomato, her whole face was like a tomato but she wore a dark nightwear that revealed most parts of her body even a strict man like Harold was aroused by her body.


    "Harold?"


    "Well, you look like shit. I think I should come later."


    "No, no it''s fine. Come in." And Harold went inside, Harold sat on a couch.


    "Let me get a wine." She went into the kitchen, Harold noticed there were files on the table, one of the titles was "City Management System." He almost opened the file but Floria arrived, she hat across him and poured wine into his glass.


    "I don''t think you should be drinking wine when you are this sick."


    "Well, I don''t think you should be looking at other people''s files." Harold was surprised for a moment.


    "Your eyes are still good."


    "I am still twenty."


    "Are they confidential?"


    "They are but you should be fine with your rank. Though it is nothing really, just a dead man''s switch. When everything goes to shit we will use this but they are probably being paranoid, look at this." She picked up a file and started to read it.


    "Case Frozen World, In the case of this event happening. Every fire mage will get paired with an important person called ''Governor'' and they will settle on a city, they will keep humanity alive and keep the hopes up."


    "That sounds like a long shot."


    "I know right? This is bullshit but I still gotta do paperwork because the prince wants it." She gulped her glass in one-go and poured more.


    "What did you need? You look nervous Harold."


    "Did you hear the high command''s decision to remove every soldier in the north?"


    "North!? Pft! Did the grand general abstain on the vote?"


    "Yeah, he did why?"


    "Then somethings up, probably a couple of nobles will gain land with the old way."


    "You mean fighting?"


    "Yeah, they are removing soldiers because of it. The Grand General looks like a friendly old man but he knows his stuff."


    "I was also going to ask about the winter campaign medal."


    "Winter campaign medal? What''s that?"


    "You don''t know about it?"


    "If something like that existed I would be the first one to know. I fucking led our army during the campaign." Floria was drunk and Harold noticed this.


    "So, you don''t know."


    "Yeah, I don''t but wait a second. How many people have that medal?" She asked


    "Except me, the grand general and you." She instantly stood up, her wine spilled on her nightwear and her drunkness disappeared, she had a worried look on her face.


    "Fuck! Those medals are like membership medals, they must be planning a coup."


    "A coup!? Wait, removing every soldier from the north so they could take the second capital!"


    "God, I will make some calls but everyone is sleeping at this hour. Let''s talk about this tomorrow okay?"


    "Yeah, that seems to be the better option." Harold stood up and left the apartment. The guards saluted Harold and so he started to walk to his home, after walking for a while he found himself in a dark street with no people.


    There was only one light on that street and that light kept going on and off. At that moment Harold noticed a figure under the light, a man''s figure with a top hat. The man with a top hat tipped with his hat and the lights went off and when the light came on, the man was gone.


    After seeing this Harold upped his pace and went back to his guarded home.


    <u>Winter Soldier</u>


    Floria picked up the files from the table and went upstairs, she opened the door to her office and put the files down on her table, there was a small box standing on the table with a note on it.


    She picked the note up and started to read it. .After reading the note opened the small box and there was a gold medal inside the small box. This gold medal was shaped like a snowstorm, a smile appeared on her face.


    "I guess, I can turn a blind eye to this."

 A Prophet, A Magician, A General

    <u>A Man That Really Hates Traitors</u>


    I was quickly able to catch up to them because their snowprints were still there, I followed them and reached a convoy of twenty people led by a brawny man. They were pulling their sleds with all of their might, they looked tired, exhausted and all of them were on the brink of frozing, I instantly cast a spell to heat them.


    "Sunlight!" Suddenly a small sun appeared on top of them, they all stopped to look at the small sun and one of them realized I was coming.


    "There is someone there!" He yelled, they all dropped their ropes and picked up weapons from their sleds and they quickly got in position like a trained unit, the brawny man was at the front with a huge sword, I was still far from them and all they saw was a figure of me, the brawny man yelled like a lion.


    "Come with your hands up!" I did what he said and walked to them, some of their guards dropped after seeing me but not the brawny man''s, he had a serious look like he was ready to kill me and he probably was ready to kill me.


    "I am not an enemy, I am Fire Mage Agust from Mithrus!"


    "Mithrus! So you are with that traitor!"


    "That traitor?" And then I remembered the fire mage Floria was talking about.


    "I am not with that traitor fire mage!"


    "Fire mage?! You are with that damned general! She betrayed humanity in order to get promoted!" This man wasn''t talking about the fire mage, he was talking about Floria. I didn''t know what this angry man was talking about but I wasn''t going to stand in his way.


    "Grand General Floria is dead! I found her body!" His guard finally dropped after hearing my words, he started to laugh happily.


    "That traitor is dead! Amazing!" He hugged me with all of his might, he was a powerful man and his attitude was changed.


    "We can go to Mithrus now everyone! Those mad people were right!" All of his people had smiles on their faces, they picked up their ropes and started to pull their sleds to Mithrus and we started to move.


    <u>A Cold-Warm Talk</u>


    After walking for hours we stopped at a place to rest, even though I was a fire mage they made me pull the sleds and I was quite tired, I sat on the ground and the brawny man approached me.


    "I am Major General Harold. Well, I used to be one before those traitors took my uniform, now I wear a bear''s pelt."


    "Those traitors? I don''t think I follow."


    "Before all of this shit happened I discovered a huge conspiracy that involved the royal, the grand general and everyone in the government.


    "I-It was that big?"


    "Yes, it was but they are all probably dead and Floria was the last person on my list. I am a good fighter and a strong man but I can''t deal with Floria. I am happy that she is dead but also sad that we lost a genius, mind telling me how she was killed?"You might be reading a stolen copy. Visit Royal Road for the authentic version.


    "Her throat was cut in her office. There was a note that talked about a fire mage that had a huge snowstorm tattoo and she was killed by him. She kept writing her logs with a knife on her throat."


    "Snowstorm? Wait, a minute-" We were interrupted by an old man''s voice.


    "Fire mage? Did you convince them?" This old man was the prophet of the other survivor group, he had a huge smile on his face like always and this seemed to creep out Harold but I knew this man was a good man, the old man turned around and called out for people, they moved our sleds to their camp and we went inside the main tent.


    Three interesting figures sitting in a tent, there was an ice between the two of the man and I needed to melt that.


    "This is Ex-Major General Harold and this is Prophet¡­I don''t think I asked for your name?" The old man started to laugh, he stood up and brought out a can.


    "People tend to forget me because I am just a weak old man with glasses." He poured water and put some tea in the can and started to brew it.


    "It has been very long since somebody forgot to ask for my name. I might sound weird or act weird but this is the first I met normal in many years." The tea quickly finished brewing because of my fire magic and so he gave us tea.


    " My name is Gregory, a simple name and I am a simple man. This should warm us up a little bit." He said, his face was smiling but his heart was still in pain, at that moment we both felt this man''s sadness and Harold dropped his guard against him and started to drink the tea.


    <u>Best Friends</u>


    In a couple of hours and some tea we became best friends, I was the youngest one in the group but they treated me like an equal and we all had our fun but our fun came to an end when a person saw a snowstorm heading to us.


    I got out of the cage and saw the huge snowstorm coming to us, this was the biggest I have ever seen and I started to set out fires through the camp just in case my firewall failed and I reinforced my firewall to the highest and the snowstorm hit, I was able to hold the snowstorm back for hours.


    I was casting reinforce over and over again but then an ice shard managed to break through my firewall and was headed to me, it was heading fast and I didn''t have the time to dodge or cast a spell.


    I was going to die here right now. I started to think about what I wanted to do, who I wanted to marry, where I wanted to go and everything else.  I didn''t want to die at this age nor at this situation, If I were to die many people were going to freeze to death but again, I didn''t have anything to do but then something hit the ice shard so fast that it shattered the ice shard.


    This was another ice shard that came from a different direction, for a second I thought that ice shard belonged to an ice mage I knew but I also knew she was dead.


    "Dispel!" A woman said and the moment she said that the snowstorm started to disappear. I noticed a figure that wore a wizard hat and a robe but I wasn''t able to see this person because this person was too far away but only one person wore a wizard hat in the whole magician community and that was the grand mage.


    "Grand Mage!" I yelled out to her but I didn''t get an answer instead of a warning.


    "Mithrus has fallen, go to the Gevius Cave. There you will meet other people." She said Harold whispered me about this person.


    "That''s the grand mage right?"


    "Yes, she is."


    "I have a bad feeling about this be careful." He was right, I also had a bad feeling about this, she wasn''t coming near us, she was simply standing there with her staff but I trusted her and turned to the others.


    "You heard the grand mage! Pack up your things, we are going to Gevius Cave!"


    "Agust¡­." She said in a very cold and sad tone, it felt like something was about to happen and I instantly turned around and cast a barrier.


    "Fire barrier!" At that moment I felt a cold object piercing me through my stomach, I looked down and saw a spike made of dirt coming out of the ground, I realized she was able to use every kind of magic except for fire, she was the grand mage after all.


    I fell to the ground and the spike broke, I saw Harold rushing to her with his sword, Gregory and the others rushed to me and they tried to stop my bleeding but I knew from the look on Gregory''s face, I was a goner and after that, I started to lose consciousness but I gained it back sometimes.


    I saw myself carried on a sled, I saw myself going into a cave, I saw myself getting carried on a ship, I saw myself getting put on a table, I saw myself being treated by a woman that seemed to be a doctor and the last thing I saw was a metal tray filled with bloodied tools and a bloodied silver crown¡­.