Infinite Mage (Novel) Chapter 48


Shirone's calculations got faster.

However, the place Shirone wanted to reach was a point that was impossible to attain using the Sequence method.

A concept that went beyond units.


The limit of modularization, which bundled hundreds and thousands, gradually disappeared…

'Even further…'

It was as if all the numbers that existed in the world combined into a single point.

Bam! Bam! Bam! Bam!

The attention of the students focused back on Shirone when the speed at which his targets exploded skyrocketed.

Two flashes of lights appeared at the same time.

“Senior Shirone is also doubling! B-But isn't it already too late? They only have…”

“No, it's not double.”

Sharelle couldn't believe the scene in front of her.

The number of flashes continued to double, and eventually they started colliding with each other.

A shudder ran down Shirone's back at the feeling of liberation.


The feeling was out of this world.

All the senses that made Shirone himself permeated into creation, even his ego seemed to disappear.

The flashes all around combined into one, and in the end, a huge curtain covered the area.

The targets didn't even have a chance to make an appearance before exploding.

The Speed Gun level began to continuously rise.

Shirone could not stop the tears from dripping down his face.

'Ahhh… AHHHHH!'

It was being forgotten.

His own name. His existence. Everything that constituted him was fading away from the world.

As for Yiruki, he focused harder on himself.


He checked Shirone's score and noticed that it was catching up to his quickly, but he didn't seem to care.

No matter how much Shirone sped up, he felt that he just had to run a bit faster to maintain the higher score.

'A savant's calculation has no limits! Watch me calculate everything! I'll see to it that I reach the end of the numbers that exist in the world!'

Yiruki's double Spirit Zone flew around so fast that not even an afterimage was in sight.

'I'll win! I can win! I have 1 second left! 0.9 second! 0.85 second! What kind of timer goes this FUCKING SLOW!!!!!'


The one minute that felt like an eternity was finally over.

As soon as the target holograms disappeared, Shirone and Yiruki fell on their asses at the same time.

“Haah… Haah.”

Compared to Yiruki, who was gasping for air, Shirone had his head lowered. He was not moving an inch.

He had already lost consciousness.


Yiruki checked his score.

1,247 points.

Yiruki set an unprecedented record. He somehow managed to beat Amy's highest record by 260 points.

'Not bad. Did I win? Why don't I hear anything? What's Shirone doing?'

Yiruki turned his head and saw that Shirone's head was tilted to the point it was nearly touching his chest. He wasn't moving.

Shirone was still breathing, and he didn't seem dead, but at the same time, he didn't seem alive either. It was a strange feeling.


Yiruki checked out Shirone's score.

1,253 points.

Mark couldn't believe it and swung his head back and forth between Shirone's and Yiruki's scoreboard. Then he opened his mouth.

“S-Senior… Shirone… Senior Shirone…”

“Shirone won!”

Sharelle, who was hugging Mark while leaping around, ran to Shirone. And with her were the lowerclassmen, who were fighting to reach him first.


And as if he had just been resuscitated, Shirone gasped for air. 

His mind, which had scattered after delving into the Infinite Realm, started combining back together along with the threads of his consciousness.


He looked around to see Sharelle and a bunch of other students crowding around him.

“Shirone, are you okay? It's me, Sharelle.”

His memories had returned. And Shirone, who had finally regained his ego, gave a soft smile.

“Yes. I'm alright.”

The moment he himself solidified that he was okay, the lowerclassmen and his classmates cheered, whistled, and applauded.

“You were sooo amazing! Really, you're the best Shirone!”

While everyone was praising Shirone, nobody was around Yiruki.

Yiruki was deep in thought with an indifferent look when someone approached and placed their hand on his shoulder.

It was Nade.

“You lost. But it was a great match.”

“Not really, you don't compete to look good. You do it to win.”

Hearing Yiruki's response, the corner of Nade's mouth went up, and he looked towards Shirone.

'He's an incredible guy.'

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