SPELLCRAFT: Reincarnation Of A Magic Scholar
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The problem he faced—one that caused him to question all he had been led to believe thus far—was how inferior he was. ' All around him, he could see that things weren't going according to his master's plan. His allies and reinforcements had their hands full with the opponents, leaving him all alone.
[MOMENTS EARLIER…][Eastern Continent, The Capital]'H-how is this happening…?
' A certain voice echoed as the owner watched a battlefield rife with chaos.
It wasn't that this being was averse to violence.
No, in fact, he was called the Platinum Knight of Carnage.
The problem he faced—one that caused him to question all he had been led to believe thus far—was how inferior he was.
'H-how am I…?!
' All around him, he could see that things weren't going according to his master's plan.
His allies and reinforcements had their hands full with the opponents, leaving him all alone.
Usually, he would have had no problems with this arrangement.
He could count those who were stronger than him on his mechanical fingers.
That was what made this situation so unexpected.
"You seem distraught.
" His opponent's voice suddenly echoed, causing him to glare at him with both fear and rage.
As much rage as an Automaton could muster.
"S-shut up!
What would you know?!
"His opponent was in view.
It was an Automaton who was strikingly similar to him.
The platinum-colored skin they both shared made them very identical, and their similar builds added to that uncanny resemblance.
Despite all of this, however, there was a massive difference between the two—one that irked Gawain, the Platinum Knight of Carnage, to no end.
The Automaton before him looked far more attractive and advanced, compared to him.
"Well, I recently gave love advice to a human.
I'd say I'm qualified to know a bit about emotions.
Besides, we're both Automatons, so I can somewhat empathize with—""Shut uuuuuuppppp!!!
"The Knight of Carnage raised his powers to their limits, burning up an intense amount of Mana as he glared at the target.
There was a lurking feeling that kept bothering him, but he set that aside.
He completely focused on winning—on fulfilling the desires of his master.
"I will kill youuuuuu!!!
"In a flash, it traveled the distance that separated him and the opponent.
A bright burst of whitish-blue Mana coursed through his body, enhancing it to the utmost limit.
At this point, both his offensive and defensive were at maximum power.
He had sacrificed most of his Spell Usage, and Magic Versatility just for more efficiency and power.
And it was paying off.
Gawain had honestly not felt this strong before.
'I-if it's like this, then I should be able to…!
'>SWOOOOOSSSHHHHH