SPELLCRAFT: Reincarnation Of A Magic Scholar

Zakiel ’s Familiar, The Truth-Seeking Seer, was not an offensive one.

It was this Familiar ’s magic that allowed him to see the future through visions. In essence, despite its non-aggressive nature, it was still an extremely useful Familiar to have.

This was what gave him the name and prestige he had now. In exchange for offensive capabilities, he got the invincible power to peer into the future of others… except himself!

But now, he didn ’t need such power. What he needed was a brute force to decimate his target. Unfortunately, none of the said options existed.

”Die… now… ” The Demon muttered in its language and launched its sharpened blade toward Zakiel.

”[I-intermediate Lightning Barrier] ” Zakiel chanted in reflex.

Thanks to the special effects of his Magic Tools, this Spell ’s ability was enhanced. Not only did the Spell go into effect, but the automatic defensive charm he wore on his ring finger also activated, creating an extra barrier.

It was weaker than the Intermediate Spell he had just cast, but the shield was still useful since it required no Mana to use and the cast time was zero!

With both barriers, Zakiel was confident he could block the incoming assault. He just needed to think of a solution to the crisis befalling him.

’Should I just attempt an Advanced Spell? ’

With the barrier shielding him, perhaps he had a shot. His mana wasn ’t infinite, and frankly, he only had enough mana for one Advanced Spell.

If he stopped midway through the chant, he would blow it and lose lots of mana. That was why he had to be sure. But, what other choice did he have?

’I have to try! ’ Zakiel resolved internally as he glared at the incoming monster ’s hand and prepared to begin chanting.

However…

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>KRAACKKKK!!!<

The double-layered barriers of varying types shattered like fragile glass the moment Kahn ’s bladed hands made contact. Two defensive magic fields… devastated, just like that!

Zakiel didn ’t even have any time to voice out a word before the hands lunged at him, entering the hole in his mouth and exiting through the end of his skull.

Blood and what seemed to be some portion of his brains splattered out as the Mage met instant death.