The Great Mage Returns After 4000 Years

Book 2: Chapter 352

After hearing the words Ispania Mountains, Lukas was able to make a guess as to Anastasia’s specific location.

The location was ‘Drake Mountain’, the tallest mountain in the mountain range. Or to be precise, ‘Schweiser’s Dungeon’ which was inside the mountain. Most people didn’t know about it, but of course, Anastasia would.

“Anastasia is called the Wandering Golem. I even heard that she was one of the heroes that saved the world 10 years ago. So why is she wandering the continent alone?”

“Well. Perhaps it’s for the same reason as Snow.”

“…”

If it was for the same reason as Snow, that meant that she was also tired of the division and conflict in the Circle.

…And that possibility wasn’t entirely unlikely. While they could be called separate beings, Anastasia’s personality was based off of Schweiser’s memories and personality. This meant that she would also be particularly sensitive towards division and betrayal among comrades.

“…so it’s the Ispania Mountains. Thanks for telling us.”

As he said this, Peran got up from his seat.

Hector’s expression darkened a bit when he saw this.

“Where are you going?”

“We’re going to leave immediately. Fortunately, I’ve visited the Ispania Mountains before, so we will be able to get there in no time with a Warp spell.”

“Stop. You won’t be able to meet her.”

“Huh?”

Peran looked at him with an expression of confusion for a moment before deciding to ask.

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“No. According to my predictions, she will be there for another week or two.”

“Then why…”

“Eighty nine times.”

“…?”

“That’s the number of times I’ve tried to meet Ana.”

Peran’s face became serious at Hector’s words.

“Did she attack you?”

“Yeah. I don’t know what’s going on, but it’s like she’s filled with unending rage. Huu.”

Hector let out a deep sigh as if he was truly heartbroken, and Ash, who was standing behind him, quietly continued his explanation.

“Master almost died ten times.”

“…really?”

“Really.”

Peran sucked in a slow breath.

It felt like something which had seemed easy to solve at the beginning, was gradually becoming more and more twisted.

“Ana’s attitude probably won’t change even if you were to go instead of me.”

“Are you sure that she will try to kill us?”

“If she could even show such an attitude to me, who is like her father. I doubt she would treat you any differently.”

“…”

Lukas didn’t think Anastasia would easily attack anyone, but it had already been 10 years since their last meeting.

It was possible for her to have gone through several major and minor changes within that time.

In fact, it wouldn’t be surprising if the changes Anastasia went through were even more drastic than the others.

At this point, it would be better to trust Hector’s words, since he was the one who had met Anastasia most recently.

‘In the worst case scenario, if Anastasia were to become hostile…’

Lukas and Peran alone would not be able to face her.

Anastasia’s body could be called the culmination of the greatest techniques in alchemy, metallurgy, and golem crafting. Even though she had the form of a young girl, her entire body could basically be described as a weapon.

Her mana storage was a staggering 1 million ME.

If she had trained in martial arts and fine tuned the assimilation rate between her core and her body, it was possible that Anastasia may have experienced as much growth as Snow over the past 10 years.

Lukas’ gaze turned to the woman sitting at the table.

‘If Nix helped us…’

They might have a chance of survival. Nevertheless, it would still be impossible for them to subdue her.

No. That assumption was meaningless in the first place. From the start, Lukas had no intention of fighting Anastasia.

Afterward, a thought appeared in his mind. Lukas couldn’t help but ask just in case.

“Did Anastasia show any strange signs?”

“Strange signs?”

“For example, looking for someone.”

Hector pondered those words for a moment, but he eventually shook his head.

“As far as I know, nothing like that has ever happened.”

“…”

“…Ana is… She’s a good kid, she’s just going through her rebellious phase right now. If you want to ask for her help, you’ll have to attract her attention first, and then you might be able to earn her favor. Peran, in my opinion, you’re still a long way away from meeting the conditions. That handsome face of yours won’t work on my Ana either.”

“…is there really no way?”

“There is.”

Hector wiggled his fingers.

“I know something that Ana might be interested in. If you give it to her as a gift, you might easily be able to earn her favor. Of course, it would also be easy for you to mention Snow’s treatment to her at that time.”

“What thing?”

“A relic of the Regal Emperor.”

Peran’s eyes narrowed slightly.

“By Regal Emperor… do you mean the 12th Ruler of one of the ancient countries, the Dragol Empire?”

“That’s right. I’m talking about a relic that he owned during his lifetime about 2,000 years ago. That’s something that is bound to catch Ana’s interest.”

“…but, how would I get something like that now?”

The higher the value of a magic relic, the more difficult it was to find than a specific star in the sky.

For a relic of the Regal Emperor, the price would be astronomical. In fact, it was highly likely that it would be impossible to obtain even if he offered a ridiculous amount of money.

“There is one here.”

“Huh?”

“A relic of the Regal Emperor. You can find it here, in the City of Pleasure.”

“…”

Peran fell silent.

The thing they needed was very close… At first glance, this might seem like good news, but he couldn’t be happy just yet. He’d already been slapped in the back of the head when he’d rejoiced over finding Anastasia’s current location.

“You know it’s here, but you can’t get it yourself. In other words, that item is very difficult to obtain.”

“That’s just the case for me. It is something that I will never be able to obtain.”

“Why is that?”

“That’s simple. Because I have a very bad relationship with the current owner of the relic.”

“…the owner?”

“Yeah.”

Hector showed a rare frown.

“The current Lord of this city, Yuterdam.”