SPELLCRAFT: Reincarnation Of A Magic Scholar

Bu’ was a Demon General serving under the mighty Commander-In-Chief of the Demon Forces.

He respected his leader with every single ounce of energy in his body and was devoted to bringing the best of results.

To be honest, though it was blasphemous, he idolized the Demon Lord of Vert more than the Demon King himself.

Perhaps it was because he had never had the privilege to serve under King Abellion that he had this bias, but Bu’ couldn’t change the way he felt about Demon Lord Zenkiel.

As a member of Zenkiel’s Nine Stars, Bu’ was a Demon General granted immense privileges and had enough power to boot.

Yet…

“Why was I the one sent here…?” He murmured.

Bu’, a reptile-shaped Demon had four arms. His face was more akin to an alligator than a dragon, and his tail was uneasily dangling as he moved.

Placed acutely on his back were four distinct weapons that served as Bu’s choice means of attack.

While his physical capabilities were extremely high, he supplemented them with his mastery over weapons.

As a result, he was known as Bu’ Of The Four Armaments.

Still, this prestigious and highly ranked Demon General was in an emotional slump. He sighed as he dragged his feet.

The reason behind his displeasure was quite obvious when one looked around him.

‘There’s nothing here!’

Even though Bu’ was armed with his exquisite armor and four swords–even having an army of a thousand Demon Beasts–there was no challenge to welcome them.

Just a vast landscape of ruined mountains was in view.

These mountains had weird shapes. Their disfigured forms and unique appearances made for an interesting sight, but nothing else about them was special.

To be frank, Bu’ was a little let down by this development.

“Four of us were supposed to invade the Humans and Elves. I was assigned to the Eastern area of the Human nation, but…”

Another emotion began growing alongside his displeasure–worry!

‘Was I sent here because Lord Zenkiel thinks I’m not useful?’

Anxiety coursed through the Demon General’s body as the worrisome thought of being relegated to such an uneventful area filled his mind.

Sure, among his comrades in the Nine Stars, he wasn’t the strongest member. But, Bu’ wasn’t exactly weak either.

In the rankings placed in the Alligator-like General’s head, he placed among the top five. So why was he chosen for such a mundane task?

In his mind, Bu’ had proven himself more than worthy to challenge bigger challenges. Surely his master recognized his potential, right?

As he had these thoughts, Bu’ led his army across the valley–surrounded by many devastated peaks and broken-down mountains.

Hoping he would encounter an army to prove his superiority and vent his turbulent emotions, the Demon General pressed on.

Fortunately, he finally sensed a being in sight.

“Haaa…!” For a moment, Bu’s crimson eyes widened in excitement.

However, the feeling fizzled out almost immediately when he realized it was only one single entity that he sensed.

“… Tch!”

His annoyance rose to an unprecedented degree and he directed his attention in the direction of the being.

‘You dare make me raise my hopes up?!’

As though he had sensed Bu’s bloodlusted frustration, the being began moving.

The Demon General thought he would flee, but the strange entity drew closer to the horde of Demon Beasts, with their leader being none other than the mighty Bu’.

‘Is he crazy? He’s coming here?’

Soon, the silhouette of the individual appeared before the surprised Demon General.

It was a human.

‘A human? What’s a human doing here all alone?’

The most amazing part of the human was that he was approaching Bu’ and his army without flinching for a second.

No hesitation could be found in his steps as he fearlessly approached.

This made the Demon General shocked beyond measure.

‘Is he an idiot? Can he not see?’

The man in sight looked haggard. He was covered in a ragged outfit, walking barefoot on the rocky surface surrounding him.

He was holding a massive sack while walking–obviously showing he was a traveler of some sort.

The rags he wore contrasted the well-made sack, but they were ultimately possessions of a destitute.

‘Is he a madman?’

That was the only explanation Bu’ could form in his head.

Still, madman or not, the Demon General didn’t care a single bit. His mission was to kill any human in sight and destroy everything around.

Even though his opponent was a hopeless vagabond, that didn’t change what he had to do.

Still, killing the human before him didn’t have to be performed by Bu’ himself.

He was a Demon General for crying out loud. Such meager tasks had to be done by the army he led.

“You. Go kill him.” Per his instructions, the Demon Beast closest to Bu’ moved in the direction of the human.

Instantly, he stopped.

The human didn’t move a single step further from his position.

He muttered some words, but Bu’ couldn’t understand human speech, so the words simply went over his head.

‘Why would I bother conversing with lower life forms?’

At this point, the Demon General was just waiting for his Demon Beast to finish the job so they could continue marching.

The human dropped his heavy sack and began opening it.

Even when the massive Demon Beast steadily approached him.

None of his movements displayed any form of hesitation or fear. The man simply focused on the task at hand.

Once the sack was opened, lots of blades could be seen within it. They appeared unlimited, but that was simply because of their sheer number.

However–

“Broken blades? Why is he carrying around broken blades?”

Every single blade that could be seen in the sack was broken–shattered beyond repair.

Bu’ could not understand the logic of a madman, though he attempted to.

After realizing it was a simple waste of time, he ordered the Demon Beast to hurry with its job.

“Just end it already!”

As a result, the massive creature lunged at the human who was fishing out something from the sack.

>VWUUUUSSSHHH!!!<

The winds parted and the air reverberated. The grounds shook with every step that the dashing monster took toward its prey.

In a moment, the vagabond’s life would be extinguished.

However–

>SWISH!<

–In less than that moment, the Demon Beast was cleanly sliced into two pieces.

Its enormous form vertically split into two equal parts, sending both ends crashing to the ground.

Dark blood splattered in the direction of Bu’ and the rest of his troops, oozing on the ground.

In a flash, the Demon Beast’s life was abruptly put to a close.

‘E-eh…?’