Reincarnation Of A Swordsman: The Omni Mage-Chapter 233: Kyle Against The Guards

"Watch your mouth, Haron," the guard replied with a darkened face.

Kyle felt the tension spike as one guard shoved Haron hard enough on his chest to send him stumbling.

Some of the crowd began to react. Some shouted in anger while others moved back in fear.

Kyle was a complete stranger to the kingdom’s ways and he knew that this wasn’t his fight, but the way the guards used their authority left a bitter taste in his mouth.

Haron, himself, still refused to give up. "You can silence me, but you can’t stop the truth. The people are waking up!"

The first guard raised his spear threateningly. "You’ve gone too far this time. Since you won’t shut up, we’ll make an example of you and teach others that treason is against the law!"

The guard raised his spear up to stab Haron, but before it could strike, Kyle had already stepped forward at blinding speed, executing [Air Steps] in his movements to make his arrival more fluent.

He shot his hand forward in a quick motion and caught the shaft of the spear mid-swing, resulting in everyone staring at him in awe.

Kyle’s attention, however, was fixed on the man who had just attempted to kill someone in his front.

"Was that really necessary?"

The guard was sweating buckets as he stared into Kyle’s calm blue eyes. He didn’t know why the boy in front of him gave him such chills and why he was scared to act in the first place.

He was a 9th Tier Intermediate Mage and was one of the strongest mages in that village, so how could a mere boy make him feel such way?

"You’re quite the courageous one, aren’t you? I guess I’ll have to put you through the same fate as the rebel."

The guard finally said with more confidence, he assumed that the boy had only been able to stop his strike because he didn’t use enough force.

This time, he used all his strength in an attempt to pull his spear from Kyle’s hand... but the weapon refused to budge.

’No way.’

The man tried harder again, even going to the extent of using his two hands to do so... but the spear remained fixed in Kyle’s hand.

It was only in the process of dragging the spear did Kyle finally let go, resulting in him falling uncomfortably on the ground and earning loud series of laughter from the crowd.

"Haha! All that talk, and he can’t even hold his weapon properly!"

"Serves him right! Maybe someone should make an example of him for a change!"

"I’d pay to see that," another chuckled with mockery.

The fallen guard’s faces flushed red the moment he realized his situation. The other two guards supported him to his feet immediately, while pointing a finger at Kyle.

"You dare humiliate me in front of these peasants?! I’ll make you pay for embarrassing me!"

Kyle simply had his eyes fixed on the man as he spoke with an indifferent expression, while the crowd fell silent the moment they heard the guard mutter something under his breath.

His instincts made him realize what the guard was about to do, but his calmness didn’t falter as he immediately activated [Chaotic Pulse], unleashing an invisible ripple of chaotic energy that spread outward from his body.

The guard had a confused look on his face the moment his spell fizzled before it could even take form, but he tried again, this time shouting the spell’s name.

"Flame Lance!"

Nothing happened.

The second guard, noticing his comrade’s struggle, stepped forward and attempted to cast his own spell.

"Earthen Bind!" he shouted, raising his arms to summon the earth beneath Kyle’s feet. Yet, just like before, the mana refused to cooperate.

The ripple from [Chaotic Pulse] had disrupted the mana flow entirely, leaving the guards powerless.

"What… what is this?" the first guard stammered and looked down at his hands as if the problem was within him.

"I- I can’t feel my mana!"

The third guard slowly walked back in fear.

"It’s him… It’s him! He’s the reason we can’t cast our spells!"

This caused the crowd to murmur in awe as their earlier fear of the guards were now replaced with astonishment for Kyle’s mysterious ability.

"Did you see that? He stopped their magic without even moving!"

"Who is this guy?"

The guards, meanwhile, were trembling. The lead guard’s eyes darted to Kyle’s calm blue ones, which bore into him like ice. He felt a cold sweat run down his back and his confidence went away under the weight of Kyle’s gaze.

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The villagers’ jeers only added to their humiliation.

"Can’t cast your fancy spells now, can you?"

"Run back to your masters and tell them we’re not scared anymore!"

Realizing they had no chance against someone who could nullify their magic with such ease, the guards made a hasty retreat.

Kyle watched them go without a saying anything, and only when they disappeared from sight did he turn his attention back to Haron and the rest of the villagers.

"You didn’t have to step in, but you did. Thank you," Haron said to show his gratitude.

"Uhm... I couldn’t stand by and watch them abuse their power. There’s no problem."

The crowd began to cheer after Kyle’s words. Experience new tales on novelbuddy

"You’re a hero!"

"Finally, someone who isn’t afraid to stand up to them!"

"Maybe things can really change…"

Kyle stood motionless as the villagers’ cheers of gratitude washed over him. He had become the center of their admiration, but as their voices grew louder, Kyle’s mind was elsewhere.

’The most important thing now is to solve the trial and clear this floor.’

[Thirty-First Trial: The Shattered Kingdom. Navigate the conflict tearing this kingdom apart.

Choose a side, or forge your own path. Your actions here will affect your future trials.]

The trial had seemed simple enough when he read the description, but now that he was in the middle of it, he didn’t even know where to begin with. He had no idea what the real conflict was, who the players were, or how his actions here would ripple into his future trials.

’How am I supposed to solve a problem I don’t even understand yet?’ Kyle thought to himself, and then his eyes moved through the villagers.

The villagers’ eyes were filled with hope, and it made him feel awkward. They were looking at him as though he were the solution to their problems, yet he barely knew anything about what was going on.

Worst of all, Kyle didn’t know how. They would react if he tried to ask them. They would obviously figure out he wasn’t from their world and he didn’t know what would happen next.

After a while of thinking, Kyle sighed in resignation.

’I don’t have any other choice. ’I’ll just ask them.’

Raising a hand, Kyle signaled for the crowd to calm down and their cheers slowly subsided, replaced by curious murmurs as they waited for him to speak.

"I really appreciate your gratitude, but I need to understand something. What exactly is the problem here? What’s causing this… conflict?"

His question brought a wave of confusion across the villagers’ faces. Many exchanged glances, as though they couldn’t believe he didn’t already know.

A few looked at him more closely, with suspicious expressions.

"Wait," someone murmured from the crowd. "Who is this boy, anyway? I don’t think I’ve seen him around before."

"Yeah, he’s not from our village," another whispered. "But… he stood up to the guards."

The murmurs grew louder, but Haron stepped forward and raised his hands to quiet them.

"Enough!" he said with authority. "Does it matter where he’s from? He saved me when no one else dared. The least we can do is answer his question."

The crowd fell silent, though their curiosity about Kyle remained. Haron turned back to Kyle with a smile.

"I’ll explain, but it’s a long story."

"Thank you, I’m all ears," Kyle said with a nod, prompting him to begin:

"Our kingdom… it’s been this way for as long as anyone can remember. We have been protected by a barrier that surrounds the entire kingdom.

It keeps out mana beasts and other dangers from the outside world, but it also isolates us. None of us commoners have ever set foot beyond it."

Kyle took note of the word ’commoners’ and had a clue of where this was going.