SPELLCRAFT: Reincarnation Of A Magic Scholar

My constructs were quite fast since they were built for scouting purposes, so it didn’t take them very long to scour every possible route leading to the Eastern Border—our current location.

And so…

“I’ve already spotted them. As you indeed estimated, it would have taken them about three days to arrive here.”

“E—eh?! No way!”

… My spies had successfully spotted an army of a hundred thousand Elves steadily approaching the Western Border.

‘That’s quite a lot of them. Is it because the Princess is here?’

If there were to be a similarity between the Human and Elf Races, it would be their value for Royalty.

Freya’s importance to the Kingdom, as well as then potentially losing a Border, must have been what prompted such a large army to have been dispatched.

“Now, then, shall we go fetch them?”

“J-just like that? I don’t understand…”

It seemed she was losing her composure the longer she spent with me.

As much as I would love to test down her defenses and make her completely harmless, we were pressed for time.

“Let’s go!” I swiftly approached her and closed our distance in a flash.

“Hold o—!”

Before she concluded her statement, a bright blue light enveloped both of us, and an intricate Magic Circle appeared on the ground.

>VWUUUUSSSHHH<

In a flash, we vanished from the Lounge.

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Claudius rode upon his Magic Beast, diligently staring ahead.

His focus didn’t waver in the slightest as he kept moving atop his loyal steed.

His hair was pure white, and his purple eyes seemed to possess some urgency.

The Elf’s entire body quaked in anxiety, and he could not control the rising discomfort in his heart.

‘Sister, please be safe!’ Prince Claudius’ thoughts were occupied with that single thought.

His Magic Beast, known as an Earth Dragon, belonged to the mightiest of Beats when it came to transport.

Its strength and stamina were on another level, and it also belonged to a subspecies of the mighty Dragon Race.

Even though they weren’t particularly recognized as a Major Race in the world thanks to their abysmal population, no one could dispute the fact that they were recognized as the strongest beings in existence

The Earth Dragons inherited some of their traits, and were also considered the mightiest of steeds.

Prince Claudius rode atop his personal Dragon—Drake—as he trod upon the Elf plains.

He wasn’t the only one, though.

Behind him was an army that caused a great uproar and quake upon the ground as they marched.

While none were on Earth Dragons—since those were rare—they all rode Warhorses and charged behind their Prince.

Even though they were at full speed, none of the horses could even catch up to the Earth Dragon’s steady pace.

In all honesty, Claudius could have easily overtaken them and gotten to his destination sooner, however…

“I have to be patient… I have to be…” Claudius muttered under his roughened breath.

He tried to avoid displaying his desperation, anxiety, and most of all… his powerlessness!

Despite his skill and tenacious spirit, the Prince was no fool.

He was well aware of his limits, and the fact that he alone couldn’t defeat a horde of Demon Beasts.

That was why he made sure to keep a good pace with the rest of the Elf forces.

Unless he wanted to die a meaningless death, Claudius had to be patient and deal a deathly strike to the enemies that plagued their Borders.

Plus… he had promised his mother, the Queen, that he wouldn’t be reckless.

That was the condition he had to fulfill so he could be allowed to join the Backup Force.

‘Freya! Just hang in there!’ He gritted his teeth, even more, staring into the far distance.

>BZZZZZTTTZZZ<

“… Uh?!”

>VWUUUUUMMMMM!!!<

Before Prince Claudius could fully comprehend the surge of energy that had just manifested, a spatial rift appeared, and two people came out of it.

The bright sparks of light vanished, and the warp dissolved, leaving only the two newcomers standing in the path.

“Who are those—?!” The Elf Prince gritted his teeth, wondering who would be so reckless as to appear in the way of a stampeding army.

His mind forgot about the fact that they had teleported thanks to his anxiety, and he gazed at them with ferociousness.

‘Get out of the way!!!’ He raged.

After all, his mission was important! If he didn’t hurry, then… his sister—!!!

“Hold on…” The Prince squinted his eyes at the two people a small distance from him.

Sure enough, one of them was perfectly identical to the one he so desperately sought. She looked just like—

“F-Freyaaaaa!!!” He screamed.

Drake—his loyal steed—instinctively knew that his queue had arrived.

Slowing his pace, the Earth Dragon came to a halt, making sure it stopped a couple of inches from the Elf Princess.

“Freya, i-is that really you?!” Prince Claudius jumped from the Earth Dragon and dashed toward his sister.

This was too good to be true.

It was actually pretty impossible, Claudius was well aware.

However, at this moment… nothing else mattered.

The fact that he was looking at his sister at the moment was more than enough for him.

Then—

“Brother, you came!” The white-haired Elf raced toward him and buried herself in his arms.

Her warmth was real, the palpitation of her heart couldn’t have been an illusion. Her flowery scent hadn’t changed.

This was indeed his sister!

“You’re… you’re safe…” Claudius nearly broke into a sob at this point.

The girl, his sister Freya, nodded as she hugged him even tighter.

The atmosphere of a brother reuniting with his sister was so deeply emotional that both parties made sure to control their overwhelming emotion.

Family was important, so important that both members of royalty were shamelessly displaying such intense affection in front of so many witnesses.

Claudius didn’t care, though. He was just happy to see Freya again.

And so, before the Elf Prince knew it, the tight feeling of anxiety and fear that was plaguing his heart… suddenly vanished.