Vol 1 Chapter 54 (1/2)

Chapter 54

Chapter 54 – Demon (Part 2)

Clouds of dust and flames whirled as a shockwave rippled through the surroundings.

There was a thunderous boom as the ground shook. Waves of intense heat and air forced everyone to cover their faces.

Wynn laid his body flat on the ground to prevent himself from being blown away by the explosion.

How strong, Eliza marveled as she s.h.i.+elded her face with the sleeves of her robe.

The dust flying through the air prevented her eyes from fully opening, and she struggled to find Leti.

Trying to ignore the stinging in her eyes, she finally caught sight of Leti.

Leti had crouched to weather the oncoming shockwave.

Whenever a spell was invoked, the caster would be surrounded by residual mana, which functioned as a s.h.i.+eld, protecting them.

The stronger the spell, the more mana resided, so Leti’s s.h.i.+eld should have blocked most of the shockwave.

“Fireball” was one of the most basic offensive spells, but the one Eliza cast couldn’t even compare to the one Leti had just cast.

Despite using a spell far surpa.s.sing Eliza’s abilities, Leti didn’t seem tired at all.

If it’s this, even a demon would…

“Awoooooooo!”

Eliza’s thoughts were interrupted by a wolf-like howl.

At the same time, a maroon light pierced through the inferno.

The flames dispersed as smoke rose from where the wolf was last seen.

“No… no way…” stammered Eliza with widened eyes.

“Impossible!” Louis cried out in disbelief.

“Whoa, that was surprising. Didn’t think a strong magician ’d be here.”

Veldaroth had cut through the flames, but smoke still rose from his body.

His right arm had grown by several sizes, maroon light pulsing along its length.

“There was a lotta mana, but I dunno why she used normal flames. Guess she’s still green, eh?”

Eliza ground her teeth when she heard why the demon was unscathed.

The fireball that Leti had cast was the same spell as Eliza’s.

She imagined the spell in exactly the same way as Eliza did,

so Leti didn’t channel her mana efficiently into the spell.

As Veldaroth said earlier, Eliza was far from being a first-rate magician.

She was skilled… for an adventurer. Compared to the empire’s knights and court magicians, she was a mere novice.

This was apparent in the Fireball spell she had cast.

For every ten units of mana she used to make the fireball, only two, at most, would enchant the flames.

Two of the remaining eight units were spent casting the spell, and five were used to create normal, unenchanted flames.

The remaining unit became the s.h.i.+eld of residual mana.

A magician’s skill depended largely upon their own comprehension, which was expanded by gaining knowledge from arcane grimoires, and experience gained from trial and error.

Senior magicians tended to outperform their juniors because they could enchant more of the flames through their acc.u.mulated knowledge and experience.

Unlike most living things and monsters, which could be injured by the ordinary flames, demons were different. Veldaroth could only be affected by two-tenths of the total magic power used for the spell — the two-tenths enchanting the flames.

“More… If only I’d used more mana…” mourned Eliza, consumed by regret.

Since Leti merely mimicked Eliza’s “Fireball”, including its flawed magic composition, the spell was lacking and fell short of its full potential.

“Ya seem more interestin’ than these guys over here.”

Veldaroth turned his bloodthirsty gaze towards Leti.

The adventurers could feel the intense, suffocating pressure.

Leti’s face froze in terror as the bloodthirst focused on her.

She couldn’t make a sound. Her feet trembled, her teeth chattered.

Tears streamed from her eyes and down her pretty porcelain cheeks.

“Hey, show me that spell again. Come play with me.”

“Eek!” Leti could only let out a frightened squeak.

“Sigh… Just a brat. Too scared to even put up a fight. What’s wrong? I wanna see another one a’ those. Or was that the best ya can do? If so… I’m gonna kill ya, yanno?”

yanno?” threatened Veldaroth as he bared his teeth at Leti, who was frozen and pale.

Pointing his right hand at the little girl, he said, “If I can’t play with ya, then I might as well kill ya. If I let ya live, ye’ll grow up to be a real dangerous toy.”

Maroon light gathered at the tip of Veldaroth’s right hand and grew rapidly in size.

“Leti!”

A moment before Veldaroth’s magic blasted Leti’s head to pieces, Wynn darted next to Leti and grabbed her arm.

He ran while dragging her away.

The maroon light missed its mark and struck the ground, sending debris into the air.

Wynn hugged Leti to s.h.i.+eld her from the shards that flew towards them.

“Ugh…” Leti heard Wynn groan in the midst of the violent storm of debris.

When the dust finally settled, she opened her eyes and saw the boy hugging her tightly.

“B-big…Brother…?