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Chapter 69.1
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(EP-69.1) Shadows Cast #5

069 – Shadows Looming Ark #5

As we passed the narrow stone-walled corridor, something like a wide open space appeared.

It was a large vacant lot with thick pillars rising up to the high ceiling.

Naturally, there was no sunlight, no torches, nor were there lanterns installed. There was only darkness.

I never thought that there would be such a large vacant lot in the castle. You couldn’t help but wonder what this place was for.

It also smelled like oil…

“Keuaaak-!”

At that moment, a screaming enemy rushed towards Elga.

Of course, Elga easily avoided it by moving her body to the side like how a matador dealt with a bull. At the same time, she kneed the enemy’s abdomen.

Pookk.

”Kek-!”

Elga said as she tapped the head of the man who had collapsed to the floor.

“How many did we take down, about fifteen?”

“There’s twenty people in the class. Excluding me and Mirna-nim, there should be three more people here. Huuu-.”

I tried to catch my breath.

The combination of dizziness and a throbbing headache made my mind foggy.

Having cast my spell for ten times, my magical limit was inevitably approaching. Still, it wasn’t all bad.

By actually using magic, I was able to understand the power and limitations of my magic.

That said, Paimon was kind of like a shotgun.

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A shotgun made of air bullets.

A shotgun that increased in power the closer it was to the target and decreased the further away.

Even if the wand weakened its power and increased stability, it wouldn’t just simply end with breaking people’s bones, since it would cause damage to the internal organs if hit at close range.

In fact, if you got hit by something like that on the head, you would be a dead man through and through.

If it was already like this with just the skill of a Mage who had only risen to the second rank, how was the Demon King Angmar’s ‘Paimon’ spell, which was casted by someone of the 10th rank?

And what about the warriors of the families who subdued such a powerful being?

Anyway.

So I had casted the spell about ten times now. Although it was just a guess, I felt like the next two chants were my limit.

It meant that I was almost out of gas, and nearing Mana Exhaustion.

As I was experiencing the throbbing headache, I wondered if this might have been the opponent’s goal.

Wasn’t it the purpose of Professor Balan to invite us to such a disadvantageous place, and slowly consume us?

It seemed that the opponent had adopted the strategy of ‘draining the target through a series of continuous battles’ before striking.

Of course, I was the only one tired. Elga and Mirna were quite energetic. As expected, our levels were too far apart…

Pulling out the treasured giant halberd Crusher of the Lioness family, Elga impatiently said.

“Mirna, is this the right place? Can you feel anything? Let’s finish this quickly so I can have dinner.”

“It is here somewhere. I can feel my father’s energy around here. You have to be careful.”

“Hmm, alright. Hey, Theo, can’t you use flash magic to light up the surroundings?”

“I can’t do that.”

“Tsk-.”

How could you expect someone to do something they couldn’t?

But, well, I could do this.

Seureurek.

I kept my composure and keenly listened to my surroundings.

My, Theo’s, ears were twice more sensitive than others.

So, if there was a sign of movement in this wide and quiet darkness, I shouldn’t have a problem seeing through it.

Then, I finally heard something growl in my ear.

━Bul’s Jack.

At the same time, we saw a huge, blazing ball of fire flying towards us.

“Fireball-!? Everyone gets behind me!”

Elga exclaimed in surprise. Naturally, Mirna and I followed her instructions and hid behind.

Elga raised her ax towards the watermelon-sized fireball that was flying towards us.

She sliced the fireball in half, resulting in the sound of something being cut by a sharp object, causing huge explosions to the left and right.

Boom, boom-!!!

Wareureur-.

With that, the surrounding area became brighter in an instant. Could it be because of the faint smell of oil from before?

Wammm-.

The blazing flames then formed a wall like some drawing.

I could see that it was some kind of magic circle.

Unknowingly, we got caught up in the middle of said magic circle…

Dark shadows suddenly moved toward us.

They were undead like zombies and skeletons. And unlike the Ark students from before, they had no life.

The moment she saw them, Mirna trembled.

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“Uncle-. Aunt.”

Elga asked, while pointing her giant halberd in all directions.

“You know who they are?”

“They are Draco Family members. Our graves have been dug up! They will be different from the normal undead, be careful!”

“Ahh-. This is why I hate Dracos. Even in death, you’re still causing trouble. Mirna, do you have a good way to deal with this? Should we just get besieged like this?”

“A way….”

“I am confident in surviving alone. However, the opponent would not be accommodating enough to let me protect you as well.”

Elga’s eyes then looked at something floating in the air. It was a white haired undead in black robes.

It was the high Lich, Aleister.

━Itum kalli. Hur Bolt Jack.

Wareureur.

Blue flames ignited in the Lich’s bare hands. When I met him a few days ago, those same hands gave me candy.

━Exack Skarrrrr…!

But now, he was controlled by Professor Balan and literally became a terminator-like tool to slaughter the living.

“Honestly, I don’t know how to beat that. He looks as strong as my dad…”

Elga looked at Aleister and then thought of her father, Lord Reinhardt.

In fact, Reinhardt and Aleister were peers and rivals. Therefore, Elga must have gauged Aleister’s combat power by estimating the skills of her father, Reinhardt.

“Hey, Draco. Does your dad have any weaknesses? He’s a Lich, so is there something like a Life Vessel? Like an urn where he hides his soul?”

“Aleister Draco is our family’s greatest masterpiece. There is no way he’d have such an obvious weakness.”

“Then how am I supposed to knock him down!? Even if I cut him, wouldn’t he just revive!?”

“If there is a weakness, it would be the caster who is controlling it. Find Professor Balan. She’ll be here somewhere. In the meantime, I will try to regain control if possible!”

━Geureueuaak!

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