SPELLCRAFT: Reincarnation Of A Magic Scholar

I sensed the presence of several Shadow Demons in the dorm of the Middle-Class girls, causing me to infuse myself with more Mana and dash with greater vigor.

I decided to make this my first stop for several reasons—one of which was the intensity of the demonic assault.

Normally, the Lower-Class female dormitory would have been my goal since Anabelle was of more value to me than any Middle-Class student. However, considering the horde wasn’t as concentrated in that direction, I simply decided to summon several automatons and send them her way.

A few had offensive abilities, but only for self-defense. My goal was to deliver a message to Ana­—to use Light Magic and pure Mana strikes in her fight with the horde on her end.

There was a possibility that she would collapse under pressure. If that happened, I had another thing in mind. Still, I decided to put my trust in an ally and charged in the direction of the weakest link—the Middle Class.

Picking between the Boys’ dormitory and the Girls’ was a matter of priority and danger, in which case, the girls had the upper hand.

There were more Elites in the boy’s dormitory than the girls’, and I knew one of them could use Light Magic. Even if it was cruel of me to do so, I had to pick the option that led to the least casualty.

Of course, I didn’t completely abandon them.

Using a Magic Duplicate, as well as several Automatons, I sent those to support the boys while focusing my energy on the girls.

‘My clone can’t use Spellcraft and only has one Mana Core. In terms of power, it’s basically on the same level as… maybe Jerry?’

Still, I had to have faith that it would hold out until I arrived.

My eyes lit up as I observed a dim glow surrounding the girls’ dorm. It took the shape of a dome and it covered the entire compound. The barrier was set up by me, and while it had no defensive feature to prevent anything from entering, it had the opposite effect.

‘Nothing gets out!’

SWOOOOOOSSSHHHH

The air howled as I made my way into the building, refusing to hesitate as I brandished my bright blade. The Demons appeared surprised by my presence, but I gave them no time to even prepare for an assault.

One after the other, they were run through.

SWOOOSHH

My blade danced, cleaving any form of resistance they offered.

SWISH

I used Light Magic to increase my body’s movement, while also utilizing Spellcraft to increase the air resistance against them, making the Shadow Demons slower in their movements.

In a flash, their dark bodies burst out.

WHOOOMM

I dodged their strikes, making sure my blade returned the favor with just as much vigor.

Within about ten seconds… I was done with a little over thirty Shadow Demons.

“Haaa…” I heaved a bit, feeling exhaustion catch up with me.

Once the enemies were vanquished, my eyes took in the scene, capturing the image of two dead women… and two frightened girls. I walked up to the two, surprised that none were actually dead.

No one had died!

—well, other than the two staff.

‘I’m surprised… how?’

I certainly arrived as fast as I could, but I expected to see more casualties. Could it be that these women put up more resistance than expected?

Middle-Class Dorms had two Dorm Masters, the same as the Upper Class, but I still didn’t think they could put up with the Shadow Demons’ attacks so well.

‘Hmm…?’

I glanced at the two corpses, noticing a difference between the two.

One had been dead for some time, while the other seemed to have just passed away recently.

‘So, she’s the one who was responsible for fending them off for this long…’ My thoughts trailed, looking at the young and attractive young lady.

She didn’t seem to be twenty yet.

‘Does she know their weaknesses? Was it luck? Or maybe… her Affinity of Specialization is Light Magic?’

The latter seemed to be the most rational. If that was the case, then…

WHOOOOSSHHH

My body sharply went to her location, and my suspicions were confirmed… as well as a faint glimmer of hope,

Something sparked in my eyes, my body trembled a little and my heart wavered. The thought that was surging in my head was impossible, but I knew better than to label it that.

The theory existed in my head, and I had the means to carry it out. It was just…

‘I have to try!’

I steeled my resolve and knelt beside the dead woman, not minding the pool of blood that covered my trousers. They were enchanted, so the dark red hue was of no consequence.

“Huu…” I heaved, using every single ounce of concentration I had to perform my current operation—the impossible.

Using Five Cores at once, I allocated them properly. Using two to attract as much Mana as I could from the surroundings, I utilized two more by injecting pure Mana into her body.

While this was under effect, I used my Final Core to strengthen myself—enhancing my concentration and increasing my Mana output.

Quickly, I brought out a small bottle from my pocket and poured its contents on the corpse which was riddled with holes.

My Potion, a Recovery one that boosted healing to an unprecedented degree, began taking effect.

The wounds were closing, and I could see her lost flesh getting pulled together. The blood she lost would also get restored, though at a slow pace.

‘This isn’t enough… not yet.’

I put the Mana I injected within her to good use. The Pure Mana infiltrated the little vestiges of Mana Particles that remained in the woman’s body,, quickening them.

Her body glowed; beams of light shot out of it.

‘It’s working!’

By utilizing the remnants of her Mana Particles, I could trick her body into believing she was still alive, offering vitality to a corpse. Since my Mana had practically fused with hers, I could also control her Mana Particles as I pleased.

Resonating with her body at a deep level, I connected with her nearly dissipated Mana Core and repaired it­—forming a sturdy one in an instant.

The job was nearly done… but if I messed up at this point, it would all be over!

‘I can do it… I can revive her!’