The Great Mage Returns After 4000 Years


Chapter V1C155 Silkid (1)

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Season 1 Chapter 155: Silkid (1)

The Great Mage Returns after 4000 Years – Chapter 155 – Silkid (1)

Translator: Seven

Editors: Ana_Banana, Yahiko

They decided to put the Dragon Lord on hold for now. After all, even if they were sure he was sealed in the Demon World, they couldn’t reach him with their human bodies anyway.

‘Should I ask Asura for help?’

Frey had this thought for a moment before he shook his head. He didn’t believe Asura would accept such a troublesome and dire request.

Even if they had a good relationship, he couldn’t forget that Asura was whimsical.

Their contract was also half-baked at best.

‘First things first: Silkid.’

But before that, he would have to meet Nix again.

Frey was about to leave when he turned to look at Anastasia.

“I’m going to the Ispania Mountains. Would you like to go with me?”

“I’d love to.”

When she nodded her head, Frey immediately used Warp to carry them to the Ispania Mountains.


After feeling the Warp, Anastasia nodded appreciatively.

“You’re definitely 9 stars again.”

“I told you that already.”

“I still wanted to see it for myself. In any case, that’s a relief. Mm. In fact, I think you’re even stronger than you were in the past.”

“Am I?”

“You consumed a bunch of powerful elixirs like the Frozen River from me, the Drake’s heart and the DemiG.o.d’s crystal, so it’s natural.”


To collect this much mana the usual way, one would have to devote oneself to meditation for decades in a place with high mana density and minimal distractions.

In addition, after training his mind for 4,000 years in the Abyss, it was safe to say he had long surpa.s.sed the Lukas Trowman of the past.

Anastasia looked at the mountains surrounding them with a deep gaze.

“It feels like this place didn’t change much.”

“It’s been 4,000 years, so it definitely feels different.”

“Hmm. Well, for me, I just feel like I woke up from a very deep sleep. It still doesn’t feel like 4,000 years have pa.s.sed.”

From Anastasia’s perspective, it was like she was just continuing from where her memories were cut off, so she couldn’t really feel the time difference.

The amount of time that pa.s.sed was the same, but her situation was very different from Frey’s.

Frey went to the same rock, where he sat last time and waited for Nix. Anastasia looked around for a bit before saying she would go to the dungeon.

Frey nodded because he didn’t think he’d have to wait too long.

An hour pa.s.sed.


As time went by, Frey couldn’t help but get up from his seat. The last time he came here, Nix had arrived in less than thirty minutes.

‘Did something happen?’

In the first place, Nix was placed in a very precarious position from the moment she was made into Agni’s Apostle.

Therefore, he would understand if she encountered a dangerous situation, but he didn’t believe she would disappear without a trace.

As he was agonising over this.


Someone hesitantly approached Frey.

It wasn’t a human. It was a monster. However, instead of a Drake, it was a Goblin with a large, protruding belly.

It was much larger than ordinary Goblins.

With a curious gaze, Anastasia looked at it while saying.

“The size of Goblins has really changed a lot in 4,000 years.”

“The monsters here are larger than normal.”

“I know that, but the Ispanian Goblin I saw 4,000 years ago wasn’t this big.”

“Then, isn’t it just mutated?”

The Goblin opened its mouth while they were having their silly conversation.

“Grey hair, human, Master’s Master, came.”

The Goblin looked at Frey with shaking eyes. It was clear that it was terrified.

“Master’s Master.”

By master… it should be referring to Nix. It seemed she’d become the ruler of the entire mountain range.

And the Nix’s master… was that referring to himself?

“What did Nix want you to say to me?”

“Ma-, Master said. A dangerous situation. Came. Can’t. Hold on.”


“So will create. A flaw. For Master’s Master to. Take advantage of.”

He couldn’t understand what it meant, and from Anastasia’s confused expression, it was clear that she didn’t understand either.

When Frey pressed the Goblin more, it only repeated those words with a terrified look on its face before finally saying just one word with a shaking body and a tearful expression.

“Si-, Silkid. Silkid. Silkid…”

He reluctantly sent the Goblin back, and it hurriedly disappeared without any hesitation.

Frey grew anxious.

“Dangerous situation.”

Agni should not have been able to move properly at that moment.

Frey bit his lip.

He had probably woken up. Frey’s original plan had been to deal with him while he was in a weakened state, but if he had somehow made a recovery…

“I don’t know anything else, but I do know where we need to go now.”

Frey nodded.

They had to go to Silkid.

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He woke up but didn’t open his eyes right away as he felt like dozens of loaches were wriggling around in his head.

When was the last time he’d gotten a good night’s rest?

Ever since he’d come to the desert, he wasn’t able to get more than four hours of rest a day. (TL: relatable… my life is the desert)

But he had no choice but to reduce his hours of sleep since he had to keep up his training regimen.

Ivan sighed heavily before leaving the tent.

The sky was bluish, and it seemed dawn was approaching.

Ivan went to the warriors who were keeping watch and asked.

“Is everything okay?”

“There were no problems.”

The night before seemed to have pa.s.sed quietly.

Ivan scratched his head while asking another question.

“The suicidal girl…”

“It seems she left during the night.”

“…she didn’t appear to be possessed. This was the first time a woman came to me and asked me to kill her. Even in such a tumultuous situation.”

Ivan thought of the night before.

A red-haired woman came and asked him to kill her. Ivan judged her as a madwoman, and he promptly kicked her out.

So she bit her lip and left.

‘It looked like she had a lot to say.’

But she didn’t open her mouth in the end. She looked like it was urgent, and she was desperate.

It was a rather strange story.

A woman who was desperate to die. If she wanted to die so badly, she could’ve just hanged herself rather than come to him.


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Ivan suppressed his thoughts about her. He didn’t have the time to think about something like that.

That was what confused Agni.

“Even after leading the DemiG.o.ds for such a long time, he never asked us to sacrifice ourselves.”

For the DemiG.o.ds, Lord was many things.

A guide, a pioneer, a leader.

For the DemiG.o.ds, the most benevolent being was their Lord.

That was why it was strange for Agni, a DemiG.o.d, to question why Lord sacrificed one DemiG.o.d to save three.

[Something must have changed, but I don’t think Lord did anything wrong.]


[Why don’t you trust Lord?]

There was hostility in Nozdog’s voice.

Agni fell silent for a moment before responding honestly.

“I’m not sure yet.”

How to deal with Lord and why he was so agitated.

Nozdog was dumbfounded for a moment before he spoke in a disbelieving voice.

[No way. Have you suddenly started respecting the mortals’ stance and whatnot?]


Agni shook his head firmly without hesitation.

No matter how many races other than DemiG.o.ds died, it had nothing to do with him.

It wasn’t out of sympathy that he spared Talhadun. It was because Lord’s actions made him uncomfortable, and he wondered if destroying Talhadun would have had a positive effect on the DemiG.o.ds.

He hated the fact that the thought ‘run away’ kept popping up whenever he looked at Lord.

All DemiG.o.ds were free, dignified and equal. It was none other than Lord who taught them that.

But wasn’t the same Lord the one who wanted to sacrifice an innocent DemiG.o.d to save Riki?

Agni wanted to bring this up, but he chose to keep his mouth closed.

The source of this information was Iris, and since Nozdog hated her, he wouldn’t have believed it even if he told him.

[I don’t care as long as you don’t step on the same path as Riki. Experiencing fighting my own kind once was enough.]

That was the only consolation that Nozdog could give him.

‘There’s no need to ask Ananta’s opinion.’

He would probably have the same thoughts as Nozdog.

Agni wondered why he was the only one out of the three who was confused.

The answer came easily.

Leyrin’s existence was particularly special to Agni. Her death saddened him more than anyone else.

Nozdog, who was about to leave, suddenly asked a question.

[This might be a pointless question. But Agni, how are you managing your Apostle?]


[Frey Blake.]

He was the greatest enemy of the DemiG.o.ds at that moment. After saying his name, Nozdog continued.

[He knows all of our Apostles. That means he knows all of our weaknesses. He’s also very cunning, so you should pay extra attention to your Apostle.]

“What did you do?”

[My Apostle is somewhere the humans would never be able to find.]


Nozdog laughed darkly.

[Ananta’s Apostle appears to be very proficient at hiding. And Lord doesn’t have to worry about his at all.]

“I have a relatively moderate method.”

[Moderate? What do you intend to do?]

“I was thinking of a way to get rid of this ‘weakness’ entirely.”

Agni paused for a moment before continuing.

“And it matches well since my Apostle is a Phoenix. If I achieve the conditions, I will no longer need an Apostle.”

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