SPELLCRAFT: Reincarnation Of A Magic Scholar

Every Demon Tribe had its specialty, ranging from Magic Abilities to Brute Force.

However, there was a Tribe that excelled in none of those aspects.

They were blank canvases that didn't take on a particular specialty, but could fluidly adopt whatever qualities suited their needs at any particular moment.

They were the Whites of the Demon Race—also known as Doppelgangers of Shapeshifters.

Standing at the pinnacle of them was the Demon Lord, Lydia of Blanc.

As the one who had contributed the most to the imminent war—thanks to her unrivaled intelligence and wits—Lydia was undisputedly an important piece in the grand scheme of things.

Her subordinates were spread throughout the Kingdom, all taking various forms in order to gather Intel.

Their information network was also foolproof, so there was no leak or chance of suspicion on the part of their enemies.

As the one at the helm, and also the one who was entrusted with such responsibility, Lydia's area of assignment was none other than Ainzlark Academy—one of the three major pillars of the Eastern Kingdom.

The Merchant City could only be considered important for economic reasons, and the Royal Capital was already being handled by the Organization they were partnered with.

In order to avoid a clash with them, Lydia decided to keep her paws off the Royal Capital—assigning only a few agents there for simple espionage.

Ainzlark Academy was a vast expanse and would be considered impregnable by most. But, she was Lydia of Blanc.

Such a fortress was nothing to her.

Doppelgangers had the ability to take on the form of their targets, becoming exact copies of their designated prey.

Usually, it would only be external, but if they used Magic to consume and analyze their targets, they could mimic more than just that.

Using these special features, Lydia was able to successfully invade Ainzlark Academy as security personnel.

It was an optimal role for her to perform.

Not only was she granted access to the school grounds as a patrol officer, but she could also interact with the adults and obtain valuable information in form of casual conversations.

The man she was initially been disguised as had long digested into her system. It was thanks to this that she had been able to perfectly mimic every aspect of him.

However, having the identity of a guard was not enough for her new mission.

'Find and destroy the Weapon!'

The Humans were developing an ultimate device that could serve as a threat to their Invasion. Lydia had been given the mission to destroy said device before they began their invasion.

As planned, they would strike the Eastern Kingdom in two days, and she had to achieve her objective before that time was reached.

'I can't fail!' The Demon Lord thought to herself as she carried out her duties diligently.

As expected of someone of her caliber, she had the perfect clue on how to access the location of the device.

'That man... Maro!'

He was the reason she came across the blueprint of the device, in the first place.

Sure, he was an exceptional man in his field, but he wasn't very bright in other aspects. Though he had tried his hardest to be cautious, Lydia had still been able to get her hands on the Blueprint in his office and duplicate it.

Now that she was given the mission to subvert their plans, it was already a given that she would use the weak link to gain access to the secret location of the weapon.

And so, she struck!

The poor human didn't even see it coming—how she attacked him in his office and so easily devoured him.

Yes, Lydia consumed Maro—absorbing him into her blank white body.

He couldn't even make a sound since he was paralyzed, and all his nerves were rendered obsolete.

In a few seconds, he had become a part of her.

And then, Lydia transformed into Maro.

All his memories and information were transferred to her neural storage space, and she got even more information for her allies.

At that moment, Lydia was ecstatic.

'I have more than I bargained for! With this, I'll prove my worth even more!' Her mind erupted in glee.

But, it was too early to celebrate!

Her mission came first.

Thanks to the man's memories, she finally figured out the location of the weapon... and the fact that it was close to completion.

If she had delayed for a single day longer, then things could have gone awry for her.

"Now, then... shall we get going?" Lydia grinned with Maro's face.

It was a twisted smile that didn't suit the man one bit, but she ignored that fact.

Her mission was at the forefront of her mind, and Lydia finally had everything she needed to execute it.

Once she was done, she would return to the Demon Encampment and report all she had done and learned.

Surely, all her Intel would be highly appreciated, and she would be praised for all her efforts.

'Maybe... Abellion will finally...' She blushed with her manly face.

It caught some attention of the few students who watched her/him as she/he traversed the school grounds.

'No. Not now! Focus!' Lydia chastised herself internally.

She didn't want to waste any more time. It wasn't because she was being impatient, but because the project was advancing at a terribly fast pace.

If she didn't make her move soon, then...

'There's ask the possibility that they might swap out the location and I won't be aware.'

Besides, according to the memories gotten from the man, Maro, the others who were jointly working on the project were busy at the moment.

'The one called Aloe Vida is busy with a lecture. Neron Kaelid is handling affairs concerning a Royal Draft. Anabelle Frederick is also busy working on her personal project—whatever it is.'

So far, Lydia had been able to gauge the level of threat everyone in Ainzlark posed to her. That was why, other than Neron Kaelid, she wasn't exactly concerned about anyone else.

Even if they stood in her way, she would eliminate them without hesitation.

Her window of opportunity had finally opened up, and it was time to strike.

'I'll soon complete the mission!'