SPELLCRAFT: Reincarnation Of A Magic Scholar

An awkward silence hung in the air.

Apparently, there was a misunderstanding between the Half-Elf and the Queen–the human was simply caught in the middle of it.

Lemi and Aurora stared at each other, both having contrasting views on the current situation.

“Isn’t he supposed to be my Specimen?”

The face of the Queen instantly went pale, and for a second, she glanced in the direction of the human boy.

“A-ah, I thought you could use a friend that was–“

“That wasn’t the deal. I want a specimen, an experimental subject. That’s why he’s here, right? You!” Lemi shifted her gaze to the already shocked human.

His expression had transformed from joy to something a bit more… horrified.

“You’re mine now, okay? You will do as I say, as a loyal pet. Finally, after so long, I finally have one–a human pet…”

That’s right, contrary to her innocent and charming demeanor, this Half-Elf had a dark side.

Her sadistic tendencies had been honed and left unbridled ever since she was younger.

Thanks to Lemi’s mother, as well as everyone around, spoiling the heck out of her, the Half-Elf truly developed something known as a superiority complex.

All her requests were answered without question. She could obtain whatever she desired.

Unfortunately, there was one single exception.

“Human… I finally have a human!”

Sure, Lemi felt a connection to the Human Race. That was probably why she wanted one so badly.

But, it wasn’t to keep as a friend.

If something was rare and difficult to get, wasn’t it common sense that she would make it into a loyal pet that would stay by her side forever?

That was the mentality of the Half-Elf.

And now that she was able to obtain a fairly young human, after so many years of wanting, Lemon felt a strong sense of fulfillment and joy.

“Haaa. I think I’ll name him Charlie.” Her delusions manifested some more.

A look of disbelief spread on the human boy’s face. He had been looking at her with quite an unsavory expression for some time now.

That wasn’t the appropriate expression a Pet was supposed to make before his master.

‘I’ll have to correct that!’

Ignoring her Aunt, Lemi dashed in the direction of the human and brought her face close to his with as much ferocity as she could.

Her eyes were burning with uncontrollable desire, but the defiant attitude of the boy before Lemi made her uneasy.

As a result, the Half-Elf uttered the perfect word to correct that behavior.

“… Sit!”

For a moment, there was absolute decorum.

The commanding voice of the Half-Elf was enough to drive the mood into a heavy atmosphere.

Tension pervaded everywhere.

Lemi had read several books on raising pets, and even one in particular about how humans controlled theirs.

Surely, he would understand if she used the method. That was the rationale behind her one-worded command.

Unfortunately, the human didn’t understand it. Was he perhaps deaf? No, it didn’t appear so.

‘Then, maybe he needs to hear another command? This is quite the disobedient one!’

Even though her Aunt was saying some words in complaint and reproof, Lemi closed her ears to avoid listening.

She always had her way, and this time was no different.

“I said you should–“

Before she could complete her words, something hard came crashing upon her head.

>KOP!<

If it hadn’t been for the soft cushion her hair provided for the fist that landed on top of her, Lemi would have been sent to the ground–or so she concluded.

That was the only way the immense pain that shot through her head would make sense.

“Owwww….” The Half-Elf backed away from the violent Human Pet and nearly cried.

This would be the first time in her life that she had been hit like that.

It was no exaggeration.

“Ow. Ow. Ow.” The stinging pain in her head didn’t subside.

Her cheeks were flushed with anger, and she instantly glared at the blond human who dared to raise his hands against his master.

“You dare–“

>KOP!<

Another knock came crashing down.

Once more, Lemi felt like she would faint. Her head rang in many ways, and she stumbled backward.

How and why was she being treated like this so suddenly?

Was her taming technique not up to par? No, that wasn’t the problem. It was this human!

It was the defiant person the had an issue.

“Don’t you–!”

>KOP!<

This final knock was what completely broke the girl, causing her to sharply turn to her Aunt for help.

“Aurora, he’s hitting me!” Now near tears, the Half-Elf sniffed while attempting to garner the attention and pity of her loving aunty.

This human was more violent than she bargained for, but if her Aunt intervened, then–

“You brought it upon yourself. Why didn’t you listen to me?”

“E-eh…?” Lemi was beyond shocked.

Her Aunt had never refused her–especially when she used the puppy-dog eyes she was currently wielding.

Utilizing the power of her cuteness and the principles of psychology, Lemi was able to get away with anything.

The proof of her power was the very fact that she had a workshop and was granted the liberty to develop technology despite the strong position Elves had against such things.

Yes, she was special!

Anything she wanted was granted to her.

Unfortunately, it seemed like that special privilege had suddenly been revoked.

“A-Aunt…?”

“I’m sorry for her rude behavior, Jared. She isn’t usually like this… sort of.”

Instead of reproving the human, her Aunt was speaking so respectfully to him.

Aurora was the Queen who possessed absolute power in the Elf Kingdom.

Lemi had been able to leverage that fact to milk lots of goodies from her.

To think there would be a person this woman would apologize to… The Half-Elf was petrified with shock.

Once more, she glanced in the direction of her potential pet.

He was smiling now.

The kind of smile that seemed dangerous. At this point, it seemed their positions were switched.

He was now the predator… and she was prey!