Transmigrated as Baron, Married with my Lovely Maid-Chapter 92

"Is this all you got, Atreus Vermillion?"

Zeraxion’s voice resounded loudly, accompanied by a dense, blackish-purple aura that pressed down on me.

The Black Star in my right palm, which had been glowing, gradually dimmed as my magic power seemed to be sucked away by the magical chains that bound me.

"Damn it, Zeraxion...! What kind of magic could seal my magical abilities to this extent?!" I exclaimed, still determined to free myself from the magical chains that bound my body.

Unfortunately, the harder I struggled to free myself, the faster my magical energy drained.

"In illusion magic, your thoughts and memories become the target of its playthings. It doesn’t care whether you’re a high-ranking magician or even the strongest warrior; as long as the illusion magic manages to gain control of your thoughts and memories, you will follow it," Zeraxion explained my confusion casually.

He put down his book and stared at me calmly with a cold gaze, as if enjoying my helplessness in the midst of his powerful illusion magic.

"...my illusion magic only transported your thoughts and memories to a time when you were the Atreus of this world. An Atreus who has neither magical powers nor any blood ties to the Vermillion House, as you once believed."

Damn it.

I began to understand how Zeraxion’s illusion magic was messing with my magical powers.

He forced me back into the image of myself, the Atreus who had nothing, betrayed by his ex-wife.

A weak and helpless Atreus at the age of forty.

Atreus who had no magical powers whatsoever.

Those thoughts and memories grew stronger as my magical energy and Black Star weakened.

Heck, I even saw the Black Star on my right palm getting thinner, as if it were about to disappear altogether.

Zeraxion still sat quietly about 15 meters in front of me, calmly watching my magical powers weaken.

"It’s only a matter of minutes... once you fully become the original Atreus, your memories of magical powers, the Vermillion family, your success in forming vows with the Golem Terra and the Great Wyvern, and even your beloved Leysha will be gone. If I had to face a mere human, it would be very easy to finish you off, Atreus..."

That bastard Zeraxion, with his cold words, made my irritation peak.

But the more irritated I became, the weaker my magical powers became.

This damn illusion magic was making me forget so much... to the point where I forgot I’d formed a vow with the Golem Terra.

In my desperation, I used all my remaining magical power to cast the time and dimension spell.

A black aura exploded violently around my weakening Black Star.

I knew this was a huge risk, because once I cast this magic, I wasn’t sure I’d be able to use any other magic due to the influence of this damn illusion magic.

’WHOOSSHH...!’

"Don’t think I’ve lost, Zeraxion...!" I exclaimed firmly, activating one of my strongest time and dimension spells, the summoning spell.

With this summoning skill, I can summon anyone in the magical world to this world just like I did to Leysha.

A large black magical circle with a star pentagram formed next to me, accompanied by an explosion of black aura surrounding it.

Slowly, the magical lines emitted black light, manifesting into a gateway between my world and this magical world.

I looked at Zeraxion, who currently shocked by the magical gateway I had formed.

"Atreus Vermillion... you dare risk your remaining magical energy just to use a summoning spell like this...? You’ve completely miscalculated. Dragons will only choose someone worthy and cool-headed to serve alongside them. I know you want to overthrow King Victor Dragomir... but that doesn’t mean I’ll accept your offer so easily. We, the dragons, feel you are unworthy to cooperate with...!"

Zeraxion quickly activated dispelling magic, forcing my nearly fully opened black magic gate to shut down.

"...until now, I don’t understand how The Great Wyver willingly became your partner, Atreus Vermillion. You’re not strong enough to defeat me in my illusion magic. You’re not worthy of standing alongside me, Zeraxion, the dragon of time and dimension."

Zeraxion scoffed as my black magic gate closed even further.

But I didn’t care about his arrogance.

I continued to concentrate amidst my weakening body.

My breathing was labored as my remaining energy dwindled.

But I’m not fucking give up!

I continued to try to summon help with the black magic gate and—

"ROAAARRRR....!"

The dragon’s loud, thunderous cry stunned Zeraxion into silence.

From the half-closed black gate, the Great Wyvern’s gigantic dragon head emerged, its mouth wide open.

Without waiting long, he let out the poison gas that immediately filled the secret underground where Zeraxion and I were.

’WHOOOOSSSHH...!’

The torrent of purple poisonous gas immediately filled the air like a thick, suffocating cloud of smoke.

Zeraxion reflexively covered his nose, but it was too late.

The poisonous gas had already been partially inhaled, causing Zeraxion to fall to his knees.

"COUGH! COUGH...!"

Zeraxion coughed up blood from the effects of the poisonous gas.

He continued to stare at me, annoyed that I was still standing upright, unaffected by the poisonous gas filling the room.

Thanks to my natural immune to the Great Wyvern’s poison, I can survive with ease amidst these deadly poison.

"What’s wrong, Zeraxion? Are your knees weak? It seems you’ve been sitting in this pathetic secret underground room with your cheap illusions for too long...!" I said dismissively.

Zeraxion seemed annoyed by my exclamation, but he couldn’t reply.

He was still busy coughing repeatedly until he vomited blood.

"Not yet... not yet... NOT YET, ATREUS VERMILLION...! DO YOU THINK WITH THIS TOXIC GAS I’LL LOSE...! NO! MY ILLUSION WILL CONTINUE TO CONTROL YOUR MIND AND MEMORIES!"

This was the first time I’d seen Zeraxion curse me so angrily.

His calm and calculating demeanor was gone, replaced by the annoyance and unwillingness to lose that any arrogant dragon would.

’SMASH...!’

’WOOOSHH...!’

Zeraxion slammed both hands onto the surface, strengthening his dispelling spell, so that my black magical gate finally closed tightly, completely sealing off the Great Wyvern’s only access point to help me in this world.

Damn it.

I couldn’t activate my summoning spell again due to its long cooldown.

Furthermore, my stamina and magical energy were nearly depleted.

I knelt down, sweating profusely and my chest aching.

I could feel that I had only a few minutes left before this illusionary magic would completely take over my mind and memories, until—

"Your time is up, Atreus Vermillion."

THUD!

I felt a jolt in my heart, making my body ache and tighten.

I no longer felt any aura of magical power within me, even with the Black Star on my right palm now completely gone.

My magical powers were gone.

I had so few memories of the Vermillion family that I had almost forgotten Lord Vermillion.

My body seemed to have reverted to the state of a 40-year-old man with no job and no possessions.

I was back to being ordinary Atreus, without any magical power.

"You lose, Atreus..."