SPELLCRAFT: Reincarnation Of A Magic Scholar

The empty, vast field before Abellion’s army instantly became occupied with several newcomers.

The Demon King couldn’t help but widen his eyes in shock.

No… it couldn’t be!

The blue light faded, and the flashes of sizzling Mana finally stopped, leaving behind an army larger than the Demon Forces.

“N-no way….” Zenkiel gawked, unable to comprehend the current turn of events.

Every single soldier halted in their tracks as they spotted the enemies. Their unstoppable confidence shriveled up that very moment.

“How is this… possible…?!”

No one could understand how and why such a thing had occurred.

It was unbelievable, to say the very least.

That’s right! Standing opposite the Demon Army was a joint force of the newly formed Alliance.

An army of three million.

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It was perfectly timed, so our entrance achieved the best effect on our enemies.

I watched the Demons from my heights, in their vast number, gawk as we made ourselves known. As the blue hue around died down, I made sure to observe their ranks properly.

Fortunately, their battle formation was just as I expected.

‘You didn’t let me down, Zenkiel.’ My smile widened.

“Now that we are here… I suppose this means this will be our battlefield.” I looked in the direction of the leaders who were around me.

They nodded, looking determined.

Some tried not to show it, but I could tell that they were intimidated by the sheer size of the Demon Army.

Sure, we outnumbered them. But it was Demons were extremely dangerous when it came to combat and Miasma usage. Plus, a majority of our soldiers came from the Human Kingdom.

We were considerably weaker than Demons when it came to regular members of our forces.

However…

“This will be a very intense battle.” Aurora looked at me, preparing herself.

“Indeed. That makes me quite excited.” Serah responded, grinning widely.

It was expected that people would lose their lives in war, so Jane and I would also prepare to resurrect our fallen soldiers so no life was lost on our end.

We would give it our all until we achieved victory.

That would be the idea in everyone’s head. However…

‘I don’t plan on that at all…’

>FWUSH<

My body instantly began returning to the ground.

Slowly, I reached the level everyone was at.

My Automatons remained in the sky to serve various purposes, so they simply hovered above our troops.

“So, what’s the plan, Jared?”

The question seemed stupid, as we were already in the thick of things, but I understood the intention behind Elrich Lendertwale’s words.

“The enemy forces are spread out, and each wing has a Demon Lord guiding them. The main area also has two immensely powerful individuals.”

I recognized one to be Zenkiel, and the other had to be the Demon King.

‘As expected, it’s not the one I know of. So, that’s Prince Abellion, eh?’

I never met the Prince in my past life, but it would seem his hatred for the other Races was what sparked this conflict.

It made me realize once again that the best way to handle the threat of the Demon Race was to simply exterminate them.

“That’s right… this isn’t meant to be a battle. It’s a simple massacre.”

The people around me looked a bit taken aback by my words, but there was no need to explain every single detail behind them.

“Shouldn’t we split up to direct each wing of our forces as well? At this rate, other areas will suffer more damage than necessary.” Serah Crimson posited.

As someone who was in charge of the military, who knew the importance of strategy—as well as the capabilities of the Eastern Kingdom’s Army—she knew her stuff.

However…

“That is not necessary. After all… this isn’t meant to be that kind of fight.”

They all looked at me with surprise once again.

Had it not been for what I had already achieved, they would have called my actions foolish.

But, the only one who would be referred to as a fool at this point was someone who didn’t pay believe me.

>SHWOOOOOOSSSSSHHHHH<

Instantly, space ruptured, and an entity emerged from within the blue portal that manifested.

It had a gleaming white body—no, more like platinum.

It was a fully armored body, having plates to cover every inch, and then the joints were well supported with softer metal fibers.

The helmet covered the whole face, but left two gleaming areas to represent the eyes.

It floated in the air, and four balls hovered around the being.

I felt the tension around me rise as both the Humans and Demons looked above to spot the newcomer.

The only one who wasn’t surprised was me.

“Looks like they’re right on time.” I smiled.

The white-clad armored warrior glanced in my direction and moved, instantly lunging at me.

The white balls followed without slacking.

Their speed was great, and in a flash, they were before me.

“Master Jared, I have returned.” The Armored being stated with a tone of reverence.

His voice warbled and echoed, indicating that whatever it was… it wasn’t human.

“Well done, Gawain. How did it go?”

It was an Automaton I named after my old friend—The Sword King.

But, unlike the others I made in the past, this one was quite different.

Why?

“Everything is ready. As expected, there was a little resistance, so I had to ‘convince’ them a little… as per your instructions.”

Gawain was my masterpiece.

If Hugo was the ultimate Golem, then this being kneeling before me was the perfect Automaton.

I designed it that way.

“You didn’t even address us!”

“Didn’t you miss us at all!”

“We worked hard too, you know?”

“Boohoo!”

The four balls began echoing their thoughts too.

Within them were Bond Souls—the very first I ever had.

The Four Elemental Wisps.

“I was going to address you guys eventually, you know? Besides, why are you taking that form?”

I had placed all four of them in their respective bodies as an experiment of mine.

I wanted to see if a Familiar could independently act without the presence of his master as long as they still shared a Mental Link and had a capable body.

Fortunately, that experiment bore results.

“It’s good to have you guys back.”