Surprisingly, the most powerful force in the Empire, unlike what most commoners thought, wasn’t the royal family.
They were certainly among the most powerful, but if one was to take away their command over the subjects they ruled, they were only so powerful and, in fact, were weaker compared to some forces. .
One of such examples was the adventurer guild.
Not only did it have its traces all around the empire, but it also had its traces beyond the empire.
Then there were some families that also had powers that could compare to the empire’s royal family and not lose out.
These forces were so strong that some even had histories longer than the empire.
And something that these forces were usually known for was their ability to birth monstrous geniuses or cultivate them.
What Michael didn’t know was that the old mage had mistaken him as one of these monstrous geniuses.
This was not Aurora, though rare, there were hundreds of thousands of awakens just like Michael, but the land of origin, though which resembled a game, didn’t give its native the ability to see the world as one.
Michael’s age and power gave the illusion that he was just monstrously talented.
A grand mage below age 20?
At first, the old mage had thought that Michael, due to his dark, eerie energy, was part of the demonic cults that had been growing rampant in recent years, but when the lad unleashed a good part of his mana, the mage was finally able to recognize Michael.
This lad wasn’t like those bastards; instead, he just happened to have the extremely rare element of darkness.
Unfortunately, it shared some certain similarities that one could misinterpret if they were not careful.
After finally realizing the ‘truth’, the old mage then came to his senses after hearing Michael speak.
Though his accent sounded weird, his power, which didn’t match his age, the mage immediately realized that he was talking to someone important.
And if there was the chance the person in front of him was also old but just looked young, then there was also nothing wrong in giving the other party respect.
Having a strength of his level with the rare element of darkness was enough reason to give the other party respect. Read latest chapters at My Virtual Library Empire
Meanwhile, Michael, who had gotten his identity mistaken, cautiously cast {Detect} on the old mage after a thought.
They did not seem to be extremely different in terms of equal strength, so the other party shouldn’t notice his peeking.
Fortunately, that had indeed been the case.
[LionHeart Kingdom Grand Mage Lv 29]
‘Fuck!’
Michael was immediately shocked.
With his experience from the past few days, he could tell there were several ways to tell the strength of someone, and one way was either through the quality of their mana or the quantity.
The mage in front of him seemed to have about the same mana quantity as him, though with slightly worse quality, so Michael had assumed the other party was at most in the max level of rank 1, but oh how greatly mistaken was he.
Though he still looked calm on the surface, Michael was extremely on guard inside.
With the level of the other party this big, he’d need to take out all his powerful undead to match the other party.
Michael also felt a little annoyed.
To be honest, Michael recognized a few weak points of his.
For one, he had only been a supernatural for only a few days, and his knowledge about his new reality was severely lacking in many ways.
Then there was the other one he felt more frustrated about.
His lack of skills.
It might seem like he had a lot, but Michael knew they weren’t enough.
Aside from a few, some weren’t exactly useful against similarly matched opponents.
At least against a true expert like the human mage in his storage ring right now, Michael would lose 8 times out of ten at least.
With his skills, he’d be able to struggle for a while, but that was just it.
He’d still end up defeated, because at the end of the day, there was still a gap, especially for the one in front of him who was even an entire rank of power above him.
Michael also didn’t know if the power system of the part of the land of origin he was in right now allowed their supernaturals to fly at rank 2, but if it did, he was royally screwed if the two parties fought one on one.
This didn’t mean he was scared, though.
For one, he was never supposed to even fight an enemy one on one, as that would mean disrespecting the other party.
He was a necromancer, so he would fight like one.
If one undead alone was enough to take care of multiple flying griffins, then Michael believed that he could do the same with just one mage; however, it would likely be more difficult.
After all, this was a human, and it could think and use its brain, unlike the three griffins that came from the cracks and attacked simply.
Though Michael felt the other party might have given him an amazing identity based on the “Your Excellency” address the other party had addressed him with, though curious and tempted to pretend, Michael didn’t use it.
It was too risky.
How was he, who didn’t even know his left and right here, supposed to pull off the identity of an amazing person?
Michael loved to be delusional at times, but that didn’t really mean he was truly delusional.
“I don’t belong to any family, so please don’t use that address with me and make things hard for me,” Michael said, but he didn’t notice a different reaction from the other party.
And sure enough, the words that came next showed that the other party didn’t believe him.
“I wonder what your sir name is called,” the old mage said.
Michael sighed mentally.
He really didn’t know what was going on, but since he had spoken the truth and the other party didn’t want to believe him, then who was he to not ignorantly use this identity laid before him?