Only Wisdom Awakened - Chapter 285

Chapter 285: Setting The Rules
The mood inside the central room on the “sixth” floor of the tower shifted once again, and the tension that was so thick one could almost cut through it with a butter knife had finally vanished…

Hans nodded as he replied:

“I see…

I will come back as soon as I’m done with the two leaders…

You can wait for me here.”

Hans turned his head one last time and resumed his walk towards the wooden door, but surprisingly, he was stopped again.

“Wait! I should escort you out…

Passing through the main gate should save you some time”

The old man thought he could gain some of the boy’s favor this way, but he did not consider the fact that once a high-ranking mage such as Hans put his mind into remembering something… he would never forget it.

The array was now not even a bother for the young man.

“You don’t have to worry about that, just leave it”

Hans left the room under the worried stares of the two honorary leaders and entered the elevator a few seconds later.

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In Sra. Vargaz’s room, the two stared at each other.

“What is he doing?”

The woman asked as soon as she heard the door of the elevator close in the distance.

The old man, who had almost forgotten about what he could do with all the arrays installed around the island, snapped out of his daze and closed his eyes as he sat back down on the leather seat.

He spread his mana around the room, letting it seep into the ground and travel through the building towards the elevator.

He linked himself to the array in the elevator, observing the young man.

“So?”

“He-He’s just leaving…”

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“Sigh…”

The woman let out a sigh of relief as she also returned to her seat.

“Wait!…”

The old man’s worried voice made the woman’s eyes flash open.

“..What… what’s he doing?”

The old man muttered.

“What?! What do you see?”

She asked nervously.

“He’s… he’s watching-”

“Cough… Cough!!”

A few drops of blood shot out of the man’s throat as he coughed violently.

The red liquid spat on the grey moquette, painting it brown before slowly vanishing.

While the red blood still drenched the moquette, the old man fell hands first into it, dirtying his palms in red.

The woman immediately got up from her seat and got over her desk to aid the old man get back up.

She held his shoulder and wrapped his other arm around her neck, holding him up before letting him rest on the leather seat.

A little remnant of the blood he coughed out was still dripping down his chin, escaping his sealed lips and forming a little trail of crimson.

His tired eyes stared at the woman as he brought his clenched fist close to his mouth and coughed again.

“Cough! Cough! Cough!”

His hoarse coughing resounded throughout the room.

“What happened?!”

The woman asked.

She looked at him with a worried expression.

“Khekhe.. Cough!… Cough! I see you do care about this old man”

Even through the pain, the old man found a way to smile and relieve the other’s stress.

“If you found the time to crack a joke I guess you’re fine then”

Vargaz replied.

But even after such a comment, she could not help but inquire about it…

“What…

Happened?”

The old man had already tried convincing himself and the woman that he was fine, but that wasn’t the case at all.

His mind wasn’t working properly, his vision was blurry and this constant sensation of nausea haunted him.

He could barely see the woman standing a few meters away from him.

But even amongst that chaos, he managed to talk about what made him suffer.

“I… I was watching him through one of the arrays installed in the second elevator when you asked me to tell you what he was doing.

He wasn’t doing anything…

Until suddenly…

His head turned around and his gaze became as serious as it was before he left, he looked at me….

A shiver ran down my spine for an instant before I lost connection with my array and I received the backlash.”

“Is that something even possible? What did he do?”

The old man hesitated before replying, he himself wasn’t quite sure about it but…

“He must’ve… blown up the surveillance array”

In the meantime, the doors to the first floor opened, revealing to Hans a little crowd of people waiting to enter the elevator he was about to leave.

They all looked at him strangely, and after a few seconds full of awkwardness, he scratched his head and broke through the crowd to leave the ‘tower’

As soon as he was outside once again, he glanced in the distance, the sun had just set, and the whole place was now cast into a creepy and depressing darkness.

All of a sudden, the MAVI did not seem like such a good place anymore.

He sighed before beginning to walk towards where he had come from.

He also took a few seconds to think about what had just happened.

‘I might have been a bit rough on the old man… I don’t know what effect destroying the array he’s directly controlling will have on his body, but if we want to have any kind of relationship, I guess it’s time I begin to set the rules.

Spying on me behind my back isn’t that nice, though it is understandable why they did it.

They must have wanted to ensure I left the MAVI.

Now that I don’t have to be stealthy anymore, destroying a couple of eyes that are pointed at me should not be that much of a problem.’

Hans cast his stealth and elevated himself in the air, he flew forward relatively slowly by using his telekinesis until he reached the array.

Even if he could not feel someone staring at him anymore, he could tell there was still a detection array that identified him as someone inside the great array.

Maybe because he was too lazy or maybe because he thought that by breaking the array he would have just weakened the safety of everyone staying on the MAVI, Hans decided to just ignore it.

The only thing it could do was reveal his position, not what he was doing, so seeing him cross the array would have just served as proof for the honorary leaders to know he wasn’t bluffing when he said he could do it easily.

Hans took another long sigh as he prepared to bolt through.

He touched the array and felt a familiar frequency… or to be more precise, a familiar frequency variation.

The code seemed to repeat infinitely, meaning that having it memorized, Hans could enter and exit freely anytime he wanted to as long as no one modified it.

“Alright then…”

Hans didn’t have to sprint through it this time, he knew the entire code, and he knew the repetition would not have ended, so he could have crossed it calmly, however, he decided to try something new.

“Last time it took two and a half seconds…

Let’s see if I can cut it down by half”

Hans had an idea… instead of casting a single spell, he could imprint the wind spell: {repulsion} on his back multiple times, and release them once every couple of milliseconds, allowing him to speed up even more.

‘If I wanted to take it even beyond that…’

Hans could only improve the spell itself, and even if it wasn’t the most efficient way, his best bet was to use his {layering}

Hans realized that the spells taught to him by Caelan were very useful for every new invention or variation he wanted to make, and he promised himself he would thank him later for that.

“Last time I was caught unprepared, the numbers suddenly started a new sequence, and afraid they would disappear soon, I improvised a quick start, which barely allowed me to reach my usual flying speed.

This time… I am ready to dash through these hundred meters.

He only had to cast a barrier and concentrate on changing the frequency multiple times a second since all the spells he needed to use had already been cast and were just waiting to be set off.

“Three…

Two…

One…

-”

Hans immediately vanished, it looked like he had disappeared into thin air.

But that wasn’t the truth, the dozen layered wind spells he had set off in less than a second had propelled him almost a kilometer away.

He had definitely surpassed his own expectations, if anything, he found it hard to slow down.

It had taken him eight hundred and thirty-three milliseconds to travel a distance of almost one kilometer, of that, almost one-fifth was spent breaking through the first hundred meters.

In other words, just by spending a tenth of his mana, Hans hadn’t just broken through the sound barrier.

He had also surpassed the incredible speed of Mach 3.

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Please read the author’s note, I won’t make the chapter longer than it is but there are some important matters I want to share.