SPELLCRAFT: Reincarnation Of A Magic Scholar
Chapter Summary
Jared Leonard, humanity's champion, had long become ash, and his soul had been snuffed out. Everyone was too devastated to utter a single word. With an expression akin to a beast, and all the energy around finally coalescing into her to form a more stable and concentrated source of power, Karlia growled and roared at the one who took her man from her.
"All done.
" The Nether spoke, returning his gaze to his dumbstruck audience.
Jared Leonard, humanity's champion, had long become ash, and his soul had been snuffed out.
He was dead—in every sense of the word.
At first, only silence permeated the dark expanse.
Everyone was too devastated to utter a single word.
Their eyes simply widened as their bodies remained still.
It was as if they couldn't make up their minds on what to feel.
Anger?
Sorrow?
Regret?
Shock?
The list was too long for their brains to comprehend at once.
In the end, the onlookers gave gasps of despondency and pain.
"Now then…" The Nether grinned, slowly returning to Ciel's side.
His satisfaction stemmed from the defeat of the only available contingency.
Now nothing was stopping him.
Not anymore.
Jared's friends—his allies—could only watch powerlessly.
None could stand up against the Nether.
"J-Jared, I…" Ana was too distraught to form a coherent speech.
She had been so upset at Jared that she had done something foolish because of it.
She regretted it throughout her stay with Jane, but she just hadn't known how and when to tell him how badly she wanted to apologize.
But now… now she'd never have the chance.
Having lost Kuzon first, and now, Jared… she simply couldn't take any more.
She could only crumble to her knees and weep helplessly.
Lemi was no different.
She always blew off her father, and her relationship with him was paper thin.
She had blamed him for abandoning her and her mother, and she often acted stubbornly towards him.
While she still felt that he was a jerk, Lemi knew he was much less of a jerk than she was.
"D-dad… no…" Her whispers were filled with emotion and her eyes displayed despair.
Then, there was Jane.
"J-Jare… Lewis…" Jane was also in deep agony.
While she didn't cry, her heart burned with immense pain.
She fought off the tears this time, but her eyesight was blurry.
Her head hurt ceaselessly, and she felt like something in her chest would explode.
'It hurts… it hurts so much!
'Tightly clutching her chest in pain and incomprehensible sorrow, she broke down as well.
The pain was not restricted to these three, though.
Each person who watched was related to Jared in one way or the other.
Even Kazen, who hadn't known him for very long, mourned his loss greatly.
"That boy… was a true Apostle…" She whispered amid the grief.
Well, once you looked through the crowd, there was perhaps only one person who wasn't grieving.
However, she felt very sad that Jerry was.
And as a result, her heart broke to see such a tragedy happen.
This truly was…"Y-YOU….!!!
" The loud surge of a rageful voice suddenly sounded.
An eruption of pure, destructive energy rose to an unprecedented degree.
It was so terrifying that it made the onlookers forget their grief for a moment and look in the direction of the voice.
It belonged to Karlia!
Her bulging eyes were focused on the Nether, and her body emitted so much destructive power that it felt unreal—ascending far into the heavens.
With an expression akin to a beast, and all the energy around finally coalescing into her to form a more stable and concentrated source of power, Karlia growled and roared at the one who took her man from her.
"I'LL KILL YOUUUUUU!!!
">WHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOSSSSSSSSSHHHHHH!!!