SPELLCRAFT: Reincarnation Of A Magic Scholar



[Moments Later]

Like a ripple on mid-air, a golden rift formed and space parted.

The dense power leaking from it was enough to make the area vibrate, even if it was just got a moment.

And then, knights began to pour out.

They wore had black armor, with gold designs and inscriptions on them. Each of them also had a number imprinted on their left shoulders, the sign of a hierarchy that existed among them.

As these elite knights began pouring out, they took their places in two opposite rows, prepared to usher in the great one who served as their leader.

They bowed in greetings as it remained only the Midas Royal who led them.

In response to their reverence, the object of attention emerged from the golden portal.

Her hair was golden, and her eyes followed the same pattern. That said, she had black glossy lips, and her eye liner trailed in black hue.

Her long dress was black, with golden designs on it, and a very regal tiara sat atop her head.

"We greet the Midas 1st Princess, Gloria Midas!" They all declared.

"Yeah, yeah..." She quickly dismissed them with a sleight of hand.

Her eyes were too distracted by the sight of gore she was looking at to care about the petty greetings her subordinates hand rendered to her more times than she could count.

"Hmm? Isn't this an interesting sight?" She whispered.

Before her very eyes was a pile of dead bodies—a hill with hundreds of Midas soldiers dead.

Blood stained the floor, and the buzzing flies danced around their rotting flesh. It was an humiliating sight for any Midas to be found in.

"To think Division 15 ended up like this..." She muttered. Her golden golden eyes brightened as she stared at the pile."I don't see my brother's body there."

Her subordinates gathered around her, most likely to hear her instructions.

"Spread across the area and scout. I want every good details reported back to me.".

Bowing their heads in reverence, the black and gold knights accepted their task and vanished.

Once most of them left her, save the few dozen that liked to serve as her close guards, she sighed a little.

'To think you'd cause so much trouble, even in death, Kendrick...'.

Every Midas had undergone registration with the Empire. It allowed them to monitor their health and also record their death.

Considering the fact that Royals were a lot more special than the average Midas, this applied to them more than most.

The moment Kendrick died, the Royal Palace of the Midas Empire was informed.

'We would have taken action for sooner, if not for the absence of anyone more competent. I'm just arriving from my last mission, so I had to come here as the only available person left...'

Not that she was wouldn't have rushed here anyway once she heard who it was that had kicked the bucket.

Of all people, it had to be her closest sibling..

Sighing and taking a walk around, she took a good look at the slums that stood not very far from the area of carnage.

'You're telling me a bunch of nobodies killed Kendrick? It makes no sense...'

Based on the reports, Kendrick came her to explore a powerful and unexplained surge of energy. Plus, the use of unregistered Magic.

'But how would a slum get access to such Magic?'

However, the fact that none of them were here, and she could still detect Frances of a Spell, proved that these people were indeed guilty.

"Just you wait, you—"

"We've found the 9th Prince, Princess Gloria Midas."

She swiftly turned in the direction of the knight who knelt beside her.

A murderous look played all over her face, and it was clear that she was seething in unfathomable rage and unbridled wrath.

"Lead the way."

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"Based on the marking, it seems a large impaled him from the chest, protruding out of his back..."

Gloria was a little proficient in autopsy, so she could tell just how her brother had died.

'It wasn't a surprise attack too. Since it was coming right at him.'

Just how fast was the enemy?

There was too much information that she lacked, so Gloria could only clench her teeth in annoyance.

'Look at that look of relief on your face. Did you really want to die that badly?' She already knew the answer to that.

She knew how tenacious Kendrick was. She also knew that, despite his tank as 9th Prince, and being placed in charge of the 15th Division, Prince Kendrick displayed exceptional skill even compared his brothers.

His Original Magic was also one of the most powerful in their tanks.

'He wouldn't have accepted death so easily. Was his opponent a powerful person he could do nothing against?' Her eyes widened and turned bloodshot as she could only think about one person.

"Could it be 'him'?" The image of a bearded man came to her mind, but she quickly dismissed the thought.

'No... this doesn't fit his M.O.' Perhaps he had changed his mode of operation, but Gloria didn't want that to be the case.

She couldn't accept that he had already started targeting the Midas Inquisition and Royals.

It was supposed to be the other way around.

All the top Midas Inquisition Division; The 1st to 10th particularly, had been hunting him down for years now.

Yet, there seemed to be no progress.

"Damnit! And now this...?" Gloria felt like throwing a fit right there and then, but she controlled herself.

As royalty, she had to remain composed at all times.

"I promise you, though, perpetrator..." She whispered, staring at the bloodied corpse of her brother.

"... Whoever you are, you will suffer only the most gruesome death by my hand."

Squeezing her palm so hard until it seemed like her skin would pop, golden magnificent energy sparked forth.

"I, leader of the 2nd Division, promises that."

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[A/N]

Looks like Kuzon is in some serious trouble now

He managed to piss of the most powerful princess. Let's see how it'll go.