When A Mage Revolts

Chapter 694: Successful Purification

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

With a system that was entirely different from magic, the casting of psychic powers required drawing the runes in the mind as a base. Of course, each psychic power required a differently-drawn rune; these runes were referred to as "psychic enchantments" by the foreign cult.

Maybe it was a similar concept to incantations.

Benjamin had never actually tried casting psychic powers before; however, he had already memorized the psychic enchantment to dispel of the Spiritual Energy fragment. At first glance, the string of characters looked even more difficult than Arabic. Benjamin really had no idea how they managed to come up with psychic powers.

Benjamin then drew out the psychic enchantment in his mind.

Ding!

He had his eyes closed throughout the entire process, so he had no idea what happened in the Pure Blue World. But from what he can see, the psychic incantation that he drew in his mind lit up right after he completed it.

Benjamin was stunned.

Did it…really work?

He immediately opened his eyes to check. But instead of seeing the Pure Blue World in front of him, Benjamin realized that he was in a dark room. There was only a sliver of light, not enough to let him figure out his surroundings.

Benjamin felt dread fill his heart.

He activated his water elemental sensing technique… Sure enough, he was in the King’s bedroom.

"Who goes there?!"

"Ah! Help!"

A few seconds after Benjamin realized where he was, a shrill voice – like that of a high pitch horn – sounded throughout the room. The King was awake for some reason, as was the woman sleeping with him. They had awakened from their slumber to meet with Benjamin’s gaze in the dark of their room, thus causing them to cry out so loudly.

To avoid any more unwanted accidents, Benjamin immediately activated his water elemental domain to build a soundproof barrier around them, lest a bunch of soldiers suddenly enter the room with shouts of "Protect the King!"

"Your Majesty, please do not worry for it is I, Sir Benjamin."

Benjamin summoned a strong gale to force the both of them to keep quiet before identifying himself.

The King’s expression was one of bewilderment.

"You… you…"

With the sentence seemingly stuck in his throat, the King slowly composed himself. He lit up the oil lamp on his bedside table to cast some light on Benjamin. After confirming that it was indeed Benjamin in his room, the King seemed to be more at ease, though he was still shaking.

"Sir Benjamin, what do you think you’re doing in my room in the middle of the night?"

The awkwardness was evident.

Benjamin coughed dryly a few times before answering, "…Your Majesty, I am here to dispel the Spiritual Energy fragment in your brain."

"You’ve found a way of doing so?" the King stared at him in awe for a brief moment, still slightly sluggish from his sleep.

"You could say that." Benjamin shrugged his shoulders and continued, "I did a trial just now, but the results have not yet been confirmed."

"You did a trial just now?"

"Yes, I did. How do you feel, Your Majesty?"

The King absentmindedly scratched his head and said, "Just… just now I had a dream, it was as if I had fallen into the ocean where all I could see was blue water. There was also a weird yellow ball-like thing flying about. Then suddenly, I felt a strong force impact me, which caused me to awaken."

"…"

Noticing the shift in Benjamin’s expression, the King immediately asked, "Sir Benjamin, what is it? Does that mean that it has failed?"

Benjamin swallowed his feeling of disharmony and shook his head, "I’ll have to check."

"Then… please hurry up and do so."

The King was in his pajamas, so he left the bed quickly. Benjamin nodded his head and walked toward the King, getting ready to check. The woman on the bed was still covering herself with the blankets, her expression making her seem as though she saw Benjamin as a lunatic.

"Come on. You should check the Majesty’s condition." Benjamin did his best to ignore the obviously awkward situation and called on the System in his mind.

"What do you mean I should check? Did you enter the elemental plane just now? What happened in there?" The System’s confusion was obvious, which once again proved that none of what had happened in the elemental plane was recorded in its database.

"That doesn’t matter. Just do the check quickly; I don’t want to be here any longer."

"Alright…"

The System was quiet for a while before it answered once again, surprised this time, "The Spiritual Energy fragment in his brain is really gone. How did you do it?"

"As long as you stop using that mentally handicapped tone to speak, I’ll tell you."

"… "

Benjamin heaved a sigh and returned his gaze to reality once more. In the room, the King had just seen Benjamin sigh and was prepared for the worst, his tone shifted to one of nervousness.

"Sir Benjamin, I…"

"You’re okay." Benjamin interrupted the King and said with a smile, "Your Majesty, the Spiritual Energy fragment in your brain is gone. After this, as long as you remain wary of others and do not allow any priests from foreign cults to mingle with high-level officials, nothing else will happen."

The King heaved a sigh of relief.

"That’s… that’s good."

With that, Benjamin turned and left the King’s bedroom immediately. He returned to his own room and closed the door, collapsing on the bed.

This whole fiasco caused by the foreign cult seems to have finally ended.

The next morning, he could finally return to the Academy. While Benjamin had been preoccupied here, the launching of the branch campus was in full swing. Although Varys had been constantly updating him, the matter regarding the infiltration of the spies of the church into the Academy still had to be settled as soon as possible.

Other than that, all that was left was the matter of the foreign cult itself…

While Benjamin was lost in his thoughts, he suddenly realized the presence of two thin silhouettes in his room.

"… Why are you two in my room?"

Turns out the teenaged boy and girl from the foreign cult were kneeling in the corner of his room. They stood up and looked at him timidly.

The entire situation was strange, and Benjamin felt his skin crawl. If he had not recognised them earlier and had attacked them immediately, they would’ve been dead by now.

What was happening? Although he had untied them both, if he remembered correctly, he had definitely locked the door before he left.

Under Benjamin’s judgemental gaze, the teenaged girl finally spoke, "Sir Benjamin, we are… we are here to thank you."

Benjamin’s eyebrows raised in curiosity.

"The only reason I saved to two of you was because if you two were dead, I might not have been able to get rid of the Spiritual Energy fragment in the King’s brain." Benjamin pursed his lips and continued, "I tied you both to chairs and interrogated you both fiercely, don’t you hate me?"

The teenage girl was quiet for a moment before she answered, "But… you didn’t actually subject us to any torture."

Hmm… that was true.

After all they were both just a couple of thirteen, maybe fourteen-year-olds; Benjamin really didn’t have it in him to be too harsh on them. However, he was not going to actually tell them that.

"Then, how are you both planning on thanking me?"