Overpowered Archmage Doesn’t Hide His Talent
Chapter 63: From now on, write for me.

T/L Note:

Bloodsucker – Blood Demon

Villain – Demon

I apologize to the readers for not editing this novel properly. But I’m doing my best now and putting in a lot of effort. I hope you will forgive me for my errors. I have already edited the chapters 32 to 63. I just missed the terms Blood sucker and Villain, but I will change them from now on. Please understand. Thank you.

Chapter 63 – From now on, write for me.

“Talent?”

Shushia.

No, Maiev asked Flan.

“Yes. You have talent, but your magic lacks substance.”

Ha, Maiev snorted and shrugged her shoulders.

“Substance this, showing that… nonsense.”

In the air, her eyes met Flan’s.

At the same time, ripples began to form in Maiev’s red lake-like pupils.

Clack─

She took a step forward.

With that alone, the world changed.

In a world of pure white and rough texture, everyone existed only as sketches in graphite.

“You’re late, Flan.”

Clack─

She took another step forward.

Then, once more, the world changed.

Shadows appeared in the world that was only drawn in outlines.

The concept of perspective was finally established.

“World in Painting . A black magic that I invented and refined myself. It’s over if you meet my eyes.”

Maiev freely manipulated the World in Painting and filled the space.

It was an illusion that sucked you in just by looking into her eyes.

Thirty-two dotted lines that reminded him of cutting lines were drawn over Flan’s body, and he calmly asked Maiev.

“…It’s not a method that uses life force as a price.”

“Who do you think I am? Of course there’s a theory. I can do whatever I want in this world.”

“That’s interesting. This was worth seeing.”

It wasn’t a power that was obtained by sacrificing something.

There was a unique theory to the black magic of this world, and Flan confirmed that it was manifested based on that.

“It was worth seeing… that’s ridiculous.”

Maiev muttered.

“You’re a human, but your mouth is so arrogant. You know that?”

Flan was still obsessed with the ‘black magic’ of the bloodsucker.

If he could fully acquire this theory, if he could apply it to the way he used the red mana of this world.

…He would surely surpass the realm of the previous world. He didn’t even think it was impossible.

“Maiev. Can you adjust the time of this world too?”

“It’s completely my world, right? Of course.”

“…I like that too.”

At the sudden remark, Maiev chuckled.

“I’ve never seen a human like you. Never.”

Humans are infinitely powerless beings in front of fear.

It would be more than enough to feel fear if you were trapped in someone else’s world and had cutting lines drawn all over your body.

Flan was different.

He was calm and composed, and Maiev was curious about the reason.

This time, Flan opened his mouth first.

“Three times… it’s calculated as three times. I could extend the time of the outside world by that much here.”

“…?”

He was right.

“It’s a perfect environment for research and training. It doesn’t seem like aging is progressing either.

He was not afraid, but genuinely interested.

Maiev’s black magic.

World in Painting.

Flan was trying to unravel everything in this world, and he had already laid out a rough interpretation.

Arrogant, haughty, and ridiculous.

Maiev tilted her head slightly and licked her lips.

“Hey, Flan.”

“What is it.”

“Slowly… this time I want to ask you something.”

Flan nodded his head calmly.

“Okay. Listen carefully from now on?”

Maiev lowered her voice.

She cautiously approached Flan, and whispered in his ear.

“That is… right now…”

Swoosh─!

At that moment. Red lines were drawn over the thirty-two dotted lines on Flan’s body.

It felt more like they were created than drawn.

It happened in an instant.

Maiev smirked and laughed.

“…You let your guard down, didn’t you? I didn’t really have anything to ask. Just die.”

Maiev painted part of the white ground black.

A dark abyss of ominous energy was created.

She spat saliva into it.

“Why are you, a mere human, acting so arrogant and crazy? You should be scared, begging for your life, and dying miserably. That’s your role.”

Now, Flan’s mutilated corpse would fall into the black abyss.

He would fall and fall until there was no trace of him left.

All Maiev had to do was watch the insolent human’s words quietly.

He would drop soon.

It was time for him to drop…

“This World of Painting.”

“…!”

At the voice that struck her ears like lightning, Maiev involuntarily lifted her head.

Despite the red lines that covered his body, Flan was standing upright in his place.

“There are many interesting aspects to this world. First, I need to get some theory from you guys.”

Maiev glared at Flan as if she was dumbfounded.

“You, why… are you still alive without being torn apart?”

“Interference is still possible, but… creation requires a bit more conditions to be met.”

Blue mana began to ripple in Flan’s hand. He touched a point in the world.

“Interference is possible? What nonsense are you talking about…”

Sway─

But at that moment, the whole world swayed like a wave.

Maiev’s mouth opened wide.

“Maiev. We need to have a serious conversation.”

Click─.

At the same time, Maiev felt something thin like a thread break in her head.

“Human…”

Click─.

Not one.

They broke in bunches.

Her hand trembled slightly.

Soon, the vibration spread throughout her body.

“Human like you…”

Her red eyes narrowed into slits.

The whole space began to vibrate.

“How dare you touch my world─!”

Screech─

As if wielding a huge brush, red lines began to be drawn on the world.

They multiplied and flew like comets toward Flan.

Bang─! Bang─!

They smashed and bounced off various parts of the world.

But Flan avoided them with minimal movement.

No, it seemed like the lines were slightly avoiding Flan.

“Die, die, die─!”

The surface of the red lines became rough like saw blades.

This world, it began to be cut like a painting.

Crack─! Crack─!

The world shrank to the size of a mansion, and the mansion became a room.

Even that was soon reduced to the size of a palm.

And finally.

Boom─!

She blew away Flan’s existence altogether.

“Haa… Haa…”

Finally, a world painted entirely in red.

As she gasped for breath, Maiev parted her lips.

“Pathetic… pathetic… human bastard…”

A world where nothing remained but the red hue.

Maiev muttered as she panted.

“Bloodsuckers… are different from humans from birth. Do you know that?”

She felt like she had to spit out everything to calm herself down.

“Every moment was a survival competition, and if you were weak, you couldn’t survive.”

Maiev wiped the sweat on her forehead with her sleeve. Her anger was not yet subsided.

“You, who shout magic in a rich environment, are different from the start. This trash…”

“‘Mumbling’, noisy.”

A cold voice.

Silence that was close to stillness.

“…!”

Maiev was startled a beat later.

“Is that how you chant black magic?”

At the source of the sound, there was Flan.

Even though the world was torn apart in red, he was still standing.

He straightened his clothes, adjusted his sleeves, and brushed his hair slowly. Then he asked Maiev.

“Is that all? The World of Painting.”

“Ha… haha… hahaha…”

At his intact appearance, Maiev burst into laughter without knowing.

Had she ever seen such a human?

No.

But she knew what she had to do.

She wanted to smash this human, leaving no trace of his form.

“Hahaha… ha! Hahaha! Hahaha─!”

She couldn’t stop laughing.

While bursting into laughter, Maiev pulled out the red mana with all her might.

“Good. Good. I’ll give you something special…”

A white world was created, and created, and created again.

“I’ll show you something I’ve never shown to any human…”

Chain of World of Paintings.

She doubled the number of worlds, and smashed them by half.

Kwaaaaa─!

At the same time, a black line in the shape of a giant snake fell on Flan like a waterfall.

It pushed his body endlessly.

Kwang─! Kwang─! Kwaaa─!

One World of Painting broke and went to the next world.

It broke again and went to the next world, and broke again and went to the next world…

Kwang─! Kwaaa─! Kwaaa─!

The line stretched endlessly, shattering many fire paintings like glass windows.

Kwaaa─!

Finally, when the seventh World of Painting was completely shattered.

Tock─

“Ha… hahaha…”

Maiev stepped into the eighth fire painting.

He must have died this time, his whole body must have been crushed, his form must have been distorted.

“This time… this time he must have died…”

She savored this time, and Maiev pondered the title of her work.

A pathetic human, a cheeky trash, a mediocre skill and a meddling…

But the fact that he tried to interfere with Maiev’s World of Painting, and that he endured several attacks, was commendable.

Honestly, even Maiev was amazed by it.

Anyway, she needed a name that could succinctly contain all these things.

But then.

“…?”

Once again, she saw the familiar man.

“I was expecting more.”

The one who couldn’t be left as a mere exhibit.

“That’s just an illusion.”

The grand mage was never a being that could be bound by the world of illusion.

His soul, his mental power engraved there, did not allow it.

“Ha… ha…”

Maiev’s eyes widened as she gasped.

Beyond the confusion, she was now in awe.

The mental power that could not be deceived by the World of Painting… Did he, a mere human, have that?

Thump─ Thump─.

Maiev’s heart started to beat.

Tension, impatience.

She felt those things for the first time in a long time.

“You, you, only you…”

Red sparks flew everywhere.

The shattered worlds of fire began to merge together.

*

“I will destroy it all─!”

Maiev shouted with a cry that sounded like a scream.

She wanted to shatter the world that was densely layered with eight levels.

Crack─!

A black spider web-like crack began to appear on the white world.

She had already lost her reason.

Even if she had to break herself, she wanted to see that human smashed to pieces with her own eyes.

But.

Swoosh─!

The whole space was filled with white again.

“Illusions are affected by mental power.”

Flan muttered softly.

“My mental power is… What do you think of it?”

At the same time, the world began to be reconstructed.

“…”

Maiev stared blankly at the scene.

What was going on?

She didn’t have time to wonder.

Soon, a neat office appeared.

A huge wooden desk was placed, and Flan sat on a large chair with his back leaning.

Thud─.

Another chair fell next to her.

“Maiev. Sit down there.”

“Haa… Haa…”

She couldn’t win.

“Haha…”

She realized that simple fact then.

“Cough, cough…!”

There was blood on her palm that covered her mouth.

She had pushed herself to the point of vomiting blood, but the other person didn’t have a speck of dust on him.

His mental power was a world of its own.

He was never trapped in the World of Painting in the first place.

“Uuuu…”

But still.

Maiev had pride as a blood demon.

She had pride in her name, and confidence in her achievements.

So, one more time.

With all her strength…

She didn’t care about Flan approaching her.

Thump─ Thump─

She didn’t hear his footsteps, nor did she notice the shadow looming over her.

Clack─!

“…!”

Finally, Flan grabbed Maiev’s chin.

Thanks to that, she was forcibly pulled out of her trance.

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Their eyes slowly met.

His red eyes were deeper than Maiev’s, who was a blood demon.

“…Sit down.”

A cold voice.

She couldn’t resist. Her confidence, pride, and dignity crumbled in an instant.

“…”

In the end, Maiev slumped on the chair.

◈

“Why did I spare you?”

In the office created in the World of Painting, Flan asked Maiev casually.

“…”

Maiev swallowed her tension.

She didn’t know why Flan spared her.

Flan glanced at her and said.

“Your World of Painting was more than I expected.”

It was possible to use magic inside, and judging by the [Saphora], it could hold multiple people.

The virtual world had infinite possibilities.

He could use it for various purposes and see the effects.

So, he planned to use it to his liking.

“More than you expected…?”

Maiev bit her lower lip.

She was not used to being praised for her dark magic by a mere human.

“Are you unhappy with this situation?”

“…No.”

“You sound so short.”

“No, no… Haa… No, sir.”

But then, Hera opened her mouth.

[ Wow~ You’re still so arrogant, master. ]

Maiev’s eyes widened at the unexpected object.

Hera continued with a smile.

[ Aren’t all blood demons like this? Their pride is so filthy. They think they’re so noble. Ooh~ ]

“You are… a night spirit? You’re the princess’s thing.”

Hera snorted.

[ Who says so? I really hate being treated like a thing, you know? Especially by a blood demon. ]

“How pathetic, spirits are all so stupid. You gave up the honor of being the princess’s possession and chose a human as your master…”

[ Hey~ You just got defeated by a human, you know? You’re the one who’s a thing if you get a dependency contract. Hmph. ]

The two’s fight that wasn’t a fight continued.

“Shut your mouth.”

“…!”

[ …! ]

Flan’s frosty voice descended.

Maiev shuddered, and Hera immediately became speechless.

“Maiev.”

“Why.”

“Why?”

“Sigh… Yes.”

Flan asked Maiev, who was biting her lower lip.

“Explain the dependency contract.”

“It’s as it sounds.”

He asked about something that was obvious from the name, just to trample on her pride.

“Don’t you want to explain?”

“No. No, I don’t.”

“Do this then.”

A dagger appeared in Maiev’s hand.

“Kill yourself, or attack me with all your strength.”

“No.”

“Don’t live with such an attitude. Do one thing.”

“…”

Maiev didn’t know Flan’s exact skills.

She only knew that he was stronger than her.

Quietly, Maiev put down the dagger.

“A dependency contract is… as it sounds, engraving a mark that makes you dependent on someone for life, and pledging loyalty.”

She still looked down and avoided his gaze, but her tone was corrected quite well.

Flan nodded.

“You know well.”

And without any hesitation, the next words came out.

“Engrave it.”

“…?”

Maiev lifted her head.

“Engrave the mark.”

Their eyes met.

Flan nodded quietly, and she suddenly couldn’t calm down and took a deep breath.

Hoo─ Hoo─

I had never thought of being enslaved by a human.

That should never happen.

But.

“From now on, write the World of Painting for me.”

Flan said without a hint of hesitation.

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