SPELLCRAFT: REINCARNATION OF A MAGIC SCHOLAR - Chapter 521

Kido Midas was a man who always got what he wanted.

However, there was someone he wanted above anything else—or at least, the power she offered.

“Just once. Please?”

“Nope. I told you, I don’t do that anymore.”

“Come on, just once. We’ll both benefit as a result of your Original Magic!”

“Nah!”

“Just the tip?”

>POW!VWUUUUUUUUUUUUUUMMMMM<

Once everyone fell under this pressure, they ceased their easygoing attitude and turned in the direction of the one who released the aura.

It wasn't the Leader. No, he was too liberal to do something like this, unless absolutely necessary.

The one who acted—releasing a wave of pure energy that dominated every Seat Member in the room—was none other than the First Seat himself.

With a short sigh breaking the silence, he looked in the direction of the Cult Leader and bowed slightly.

"It's fine. Let us proceed." The young boy responded, raising his hand slightly to show that he did not take offense.

"You'll all be acting independently, as always. We're a bit understaffed, but that shouldn't prove to be a problem at this point."

Normally, the Cult Leader would have e preferred being steady about their conquest, but they ran the risk of their enemies gaining the upper hand if they didn't move quickly.

"There are Seven Arcanas left to be discovered. Every member, with the exception of the First Seat, will be dispatched to search for them."

Unlike before, there was no need for subtlety. This was simply a scramble for what would be a treasure hunt.

"The First Seat will remain here. Considering the fact that the enemy now knows the location of our base, it's imperative we have a strong defensive measure."

And, what monolith could be more powerful than the almighty First Seat himself?

"May I make a selfish request?" The very man raised his hand.

No one dared blink as he spoke for the first time in a very long.

He was one who believed that the need for words was not necessary when both sides had the skills to do the talking for them.

"It should take some time for them to prepare an appropriate number of forces to assault this place, even if they plan on doing it soon…"

What he said was right.

Thanks to the scramble for the remaining Arcanas, it was certain that the opposing forces would be diverting a great deal of energy to finding the legendary items.

It was doubtful if they would have enough leeway to launch a full-scale assault on the Cult.

"I would like permission to survey an area that caught my attention before the war began. I sensed a strong surge of energy there and I would like to see if I can find what I'm looking for there."

Abandoning one's duty would be considered very bad behavior for someone who stood at the pinnacle of the Seats.

However, everyone knew better than to argue with his request.

"Very well. Do as you please. How long will it take?"

"Nothing more than a day."

"That's reasonable. Return in a day's time."

The First Seat bowed.

His hilt shook as his back bent, and the kimono he wore slightly shook.

His show of humility was a testament to how much character he possessed, and he was the only person who did not bear any resentment toward any other member, neither was he an object of anger for those gathered.

Everyone either respected him, or felt neutral about his existence.

"I wonder what will happen to the unfortunate soul who will suffer at the hands of your Martial Arts."

Everyone in the room chuckled.

But, they knew very well that their Leader was serious in his comment.

The First Seat was a Martial Artist—a Swordsman that had gone beyond transcendence.

"Well, then, I'll make sure to watch out for the display of your power one more time… Legendary Blade God."

Once again, the swordsman bowed.

His shaded auburn hair fluttered with the stale wind in the room as he continued his practice of silence.

"Alright. We've delayed enough. Let's finalize our discussions on our plans for the future…"

Every member smiled and nodded in approval.

First Seat: The Legendary Blade God

Second Seat: Kido Of Midas

Third Seat: Karlia The Succubus

Fourth Seat: Fairy King Beruel

Fifth Seat: Stefan Netherlore

Sixth Seat: Legris Damien

Seventh Seat: Reed Sterling

Eight Seat: Vaizer

Ninth—Twelfth Seat: Unoccupied

"… Our goals are right in front of us."

And so, with the agreement of every member in the room, a new dawn of chaos was born.

For the Arcanas that they sought in order to achieve their respective goals, the overwhelmingly powerful beings decided to rise from the shadows.

It was time for the Nether Cult to emerge.

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[The Fifth Arc: Emergence Of The Nether Cult, Begins]

This will contain a lot of twists, a lot of mysteries, a lot of unraveled secrets.

I certainly hope you enjoy this Arc as much as I enjoy writing.

Get pumped, and get ready.

It should be the best Arc thus far.

Thanks to everyone for reaching this point in the story.

Let us journey to the end together!!!