Chapter 1356 Unavoidable Situation

Name：SPELLCRAFT: Reincarnation Of A Magic Scholar Author：Magecrafter
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Chapter 1356 Unavoidable Situation

1356 Unavoidable Situation

'Could it be that they're the targets? I see... perhaps a hostage situation?'

If that was the case, then Aldred realized he had to hurry back down and help the kids who were stranded without him.

The only problem was how exactly he was supposed to do that.

'An Undead Dragon is a problem, even for a Seven-Star Adventurer.'

That wasn't even the only issue.

"There's no point in cloaking yourselves. I can clearly sense you." Aldred whispered as he looked around him.

True to his words, and his senses, men began to show themselves, having him clearly surrounded.

They were twenty in number, and their abilities—while vastly inferior to his own—would be very problematic when taking the Undead Dragon and their formation around him into account.

Aldred had to admit it.

'I'm trapped. I can't help Neron and Serah until I'm done here.'

If he tried to divide his attention, he would only endanger his life

—and theirs by extension.

That would only lead to a more despairing situation.

'I can't afford to be distracted right now. I'll have to take it one step at a time.'

Brandishing his blade and taking in a deep breath, Aldred prepared himself for the battle to come.

The Mages all held their Blood Stones and prepared to cast their Spells, and the Undead Dragon looked like it was about to cast a Fiery Breath.

All sides were concentrating their energy on him, and him alone.

Beads of sweat fell from Aldred's aged fade as he swallowed his saliva and held onto his resolve.

"Bring it on!"

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"Looks like the nuisance is finally occupied."

The black distortion slowly began to manifest into a man once more, and Kissel emerged from its embrace.

What he just utilized was his Original Magic [Dark Ripple].

With it, he could turn intangible and invisible at will, thus protecting himself from any harm or proper detection.

He had used this power to position himself in front of the Sanctuary—where he already knew the group of three would try to run to.

If he hadn't fired his earlier shot, they probably wouldn't have noticed his presence at all.

"The Summoning was a success, just as planned." Kissel whispered, his eyes gazing up as he saw silhouettes in the sky through the holes in the ceiling.

'Half of the Mages with me, and the Undead Dragon, should be more than enough to take him down.'

There was no way Aldred could survive at this point.

"Hehe... I can finally deal with you two." He grinned with satisfaction as his small eyes rested on the two young ones in front of him.

"Ohh? Are you talking to me like that?" Kissel's lips curled up to form a twisted grin.

The boy's hubris was both amusing and infuriating.

'The butler was stronger than I expected—especially in his Martial State. I was told he had grown rusty, but just by observing him, I'm not confident I could take him down.'

That was why the Undead Dragon was their Trump Card.

However, compared to Aldred, a mere kid wasn't going to be an issue.

The girl was already shaking, so he knew the boy was probably putting on a false act of bravery.

Nothing but empty bravado.

"How amusing..." Kissel stepped forward.

~WHOOOOSH!~

A sharp blur moved, slicing through the air in an instant.

The old man swiftly tilted his head, barely dodging the invisible slash that managed to imprint a small cut on his cheek.

'H-huh...?'

At this point, Kissel realized that he was mistaken.

He touched his cheek and felt warm blood trickling out of the small tear.

His eyes focused on the boy, whose hand was stretched forward, and winds danced around him as though he was the center of a brewing storm.

His eyes glowed blue, and the Mana around him seemed to multiply astronomically.

'This kid...'

Kissel's late realization had caused him to get a bruise on his cheek—one he easily healed with Magic a second later.

He narrowed his eyes even more and gritted his teeth.

Neron was frowning at him, and his entire being was exuding such intense bloodlust that made even Kissel shake a little.

He could tell that this was no ordinary prodigy.

He had definitely killed before!

And now, his eyes were resting on Kissel like he was a predator and the latter was prey.

In a mix of both frustration and sheer fury, Kissel's thoughts raged.

'... He's serious?!'

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Neron versus Kissel... who do you think will win?