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Chapter 230: The Choice Is Given to You
🕑 Added 2025-07-09 04:32:46 +0000 UTCNoah’s fire phoenix vanished the moment it touched Eric, leaving behind only the lingering heat in the air.
The strange sight made the magicians present uneasy, but Kate and the others quickly summoned their light golden rings of magic, locking their powerful spells onto Professor Charles and Phoenix.
It didn’t take long for everyone to realize that these two must have been responsible for disrupting Noah’s magic.
The magicians, now more alert, knew that those who could disrupt other’s spells were no ordinary individuals.
At that tense moment, Noah spoke, his voice calm and measured, "Okay, everyone. There’s no need for any more aggression. I don't plan to kill Magneto."
Noah truly wasn’t looking to kill Eric. If he wanted to do that, there was one more thing he’d need to do: eliminate Charles and send the Phoenix girl straight to hell.
Honestly, it was a hellish task, and Noah didn’t have the confidence to pull it off.
The current situation with Magneto was, in truth, a result of Noah’s advantageous position. If Magneto had known the true extent of Noah's powers and the abilities of the magicians, it’s likely he wouldn’t have been so easy to manage.
For example, if Magneto had kept his distance, Noah wouldn’t have been able to use the mirror space to pull him in, thus preventing him from manipulating the magnetic forces in his favor.
And then there was the interruption by Charles. Noah was a little annoyed by that. While he had intended to deal with Magneto himself, being interrupted by someone else was a different matter.
Noah glanced at Professor Charles. His mental power was undeniably formidable. Even though he had precautions in place, Noah could still feel something unusual.
A thought entered Noah’s mind, almost irresistibly. Though Noah quickly blocked it with his defenses, his magic was still affected, even if slightly.
Noah said nothing. He knew how terrifying Charles’s telepathic abilities were. Without magic, Charles could block a spell using nothing but his mind.
This left Noah a little wary. Moving forward, he’d need to be more cautious around Charles.
"Okay, now can we have a proper conversation?" Noah spoke again, this time without any intention to escalate further. He lowered his defenses, and Kate and the others slowly lowered their hands.
Eric, now visibly frightened and sweating, was teleported right in front of Noah. He still wasn’t entirely sure about what was happening.
Noah sized up Magneto. He resembled Gandalf in many ways, but Noah was far from amused. If it weren’t for you, would all the magicians be affected like this, turned into dual-wielding madmen?
With a shake of his head, Noah cast a magic spell at Eric. Magneto’s expression froze instantly.
"What are you doing?" Charles noticed the movement immediately, frowning.
"A confinement spell and a little something to prevent him from moving around," Noah replied coolly. "And as for you, Professor Charles, I’ll overlook the interruption earlier. But I hope you don’t try anything else."
Noah couldn’t help but feel a little exasperated. The two of them, who had just been fighting each other, were now acting like they were on the same side.
Noah mused, Are all the people in your circle this powerful?
For example, the peculiar relationship between a certain thick-headed person and someone with red-eye issues? Or the white-haired person and the same red-eyed individual? And the couple in front of me?
Noah pushed the random thoughts aside. No time for that.
"Magic?" Charles asked, clearly still trying to understand the situation. He observed Eric closely and found that, though his movements were restricted and there was strange energy swirling around him, he was unharmed.
Noah nodded, confirming, "Yes, magic. You mutants only know a small part of this world. In fact, the world is far bigger than you can imagine. Let me ask you, did you feel anything five years ago?"
"Five years ago?" Charles and Phoenix exchanged glances, memories stirring. Eric, on the other hand, furrowed his brow. He had no idea what Noah was referring to.
"Are you talking about the big explosion in space five years ago?" Charles asked, finally piecing it together.
"Exactly. Five years ago, a fleet of alien ships entered the Milky Way and attacked Earth. But the Supreme Sorcerer dealt with them, and the rest fled the galaxy." Noah explained briefly.
"Aliens?" Eric scoffed. "Can you say something else? You expect me to believe you, a bunch of weirdos calling yourselves magicians, are the Earth's protectors?"
"They are aliens. Their technology is incredibly advanced. They can already perform interstellar jumps. Fury here," Noah gestured to the man pretending to be unconscious behind them, "was there with us at the time."
"Are you serious?" Charles asked, still processing. "And what about you? Are you really magicians?"
"What else would you call us?" Noah raised an eyebrow. "Do you think my abilities are like those of mutants? Even if there are mutants who share powers with me, can they use hundreds of different abilities like we can?"
Noah had only used a handful of spells so far, but even these were far more versatile than any mutant ability.
Charles, Eric, and Phoenix fell silent, deep in thought. Which mutant could possibly control such a wide array of powers? The answer was obvious—it was impossible.
A new, even more absurd idea began to form in their minds: Could there really be magicians in the world?
"Is it possible... are you part of some organization of magicians?" Charles asked slowly after a long pause. Eric and Phoenix leaned in, eager to hear more.
"Of course," Noah replied. "We do have a purpose in seeking you out, and it’s normal for you to want to understand more."
There was, however, one thing Noah didn’t say. If they refused to join, there was no way for Noah to erase their memories. If they refused, they'd have to remain in the mirror space forever.
"The world is vast—beyond imagination. There are countless planets with life outside Earth. Some are cruel and predatory, others peaceful. With so many different lives coexisting, how could Earth—a planet on the fringe of the Milky Way—survive?"
"The answer is simple: Earth has its own defense, and that defense is the magical community. We magicians stay hidden in the shadows of the world. Maybe we go out and buy things, drink like regular folks, but we never tell ordinary people what we really are."
Noah took a deep breath, choosing his words carefully. His explanation left Charles and the others deep in thought.
"Magicians, huh?" Charles murmured, still processing. "And it seems like there are a lot of you... But how do you manage so many?"
Noah sensed their confusion and continued, "There are many of us. To help with management, almost every country has its own Ministry of Magic."
"Hold on!" Brant interrupted, "We call it the Magic Congress here, not some Ministry!"
"Okay, Magic Congress!" Noah shot Brant a glare before continuing, "But you get the idea. The structure varies by country, but you’ll understand it."
"Yes, we understand," Charles and Phoenix nodded, while even Eric seemed to be thinking it over.
"With our own magical organizations, we also have law enforcement to keep magicians in check. That’s why we have Aurors. To train young magicians, we have magical academies. Our system has been in place for thousands of years, and it’s become very efficient."
The information was overwhelming for Charles and the others. They had no idea how complex their world really was. It was beyond anything they had imagined.
After a long pause, Charles asked, "So, the reason you're looking for us is to ask us to join you and hide?"
"Pretty much," Noah replied. "But it’s also a matter of the magical world. When mutants first appeared over a hundred years ago, there was discussion about it. But it was eventually shelved. Because of that, no one paid attention to you for all these years, and your lives in the human world haven’t been easy."
"But now, the Ministry of Magic around the world is debating your existence."
Noah paused, letting that sink in, before continuing, "If you agree, I can introduce you to the magical world. If you don’t..."
Charles interrupted again, "You mentioned before that the Ministry of Magic is still debating our situation?"
Noah nodded, "Indeed. But I have a deep connection with the British magical community. Let me put it this way—you are considered aliens and monsters in the ordinary world. But in the magical world, you’re just ordinary people. The choice is yours. But before you decide, think about the younger mutants and the way the world views you."
