Imdiately standing up, I landed on both my feet and quickly cast a spell.
This ti, instead of casually casting one, I made sure to implent my magic circle.
Soon enough, an orange circle with an intricate design manifested in front of my hand.
The magic circle contains several runic languages that only those who have knowledge about runes would understand. The circle itself was also layered by several more circles with more runic languages between the gaps.
The most distinct about the appearance of the magic circle is a majestic star surrounded by smaller stars, making seem as if you’re looking at the space itself.
Unlike other magic circles whose purpose is to reduce the cost of magical energy when casting spells, mine is more than that, hence also the reason why it took this long.
If I were to settle with an average magic circle, I could’ve finished it months ago.
But since I decided I wanted to be the strongest Sorcerer Supre, why would I create an average one?
So, with my knowledge of Elfheim runes, I upgraded my magic circle, now not only it can reduce the consumption by tenfold, but it increases the effectiveness of the spell.
So let’s say for example, if I were to cast a fireball without a magic circle, the size, radius, distance, and heat would be average but if I use my magic circle, it would double.
Only my magic circle has this function, maybe there are others too that I don’t know yet but nonetheless, I’m proud of my creation.
Last but not least that I added to the magic circle is that it cannot be deciphered by others. According to the magical books I read in Sitri’s library, there are so people in the universe who can decipher the spell that the spellcaster will cast through the magic circle, allowing them to predict what they’ll cast ahead of ti.
‘I can’t wait to test it out in a real battle.’ Unbeknownst to myself, a grin was forming on my face.
At the sa ti as these thoughts ford on my face, a magic circle appeared on my ears.
Instead of panicking, I willed my demonic energy to accept the said magic circle.
It’s an Audio-Visual Communication spell
A fun fact about such a spell is that it works similarly to phones. Although you can use the spell on soone, you need to make them accept the call in order to form the connection.
The only downside of the spell is that, unlike phones, the Audio-Visual Communication spell doesn’t let you know who’s calling you.
The only hint you’ll get is the magic circle of the person calling you that appears near your ear. So at least you’d know from which devil clan is calling you.
[”Good evening, Sir Chamber.”]
Hearing the familiar voice of Zekram Bael, I furrowed my eyebrows and politely replied.
“To what do I owe the pleasure of your call, Zekram?”
[”I have so good news today and I think you’ll like it.”]
“Go ahead. I always welco good news.” I chuckled.
[”The Satans have called all of their trusted aids which includes for a eting tomorrow. I wonder if Sir Chamber would be interested in joining ?”]
‘Okay, what is this lunatic planning now.’ I grumbled ntally but on the outside, I maintained politeness.
“Oh, but are you sure it is wise to have , Zekram? After all, like you said, only the Satans’ trusted aids. I’m not sure if I could call myself one.”
[”Don’t worry, Sir Chamber. I have arranged your identity and they’ll know you as my most trusted companion.”]
‘This guy is definitely hiding sothing.’ My mouth twitched several tis but still, eting with the Satans?
I haven’t seen their faces yet, not to ntion, gauge how strong they truly are.
Would they be similar to God? Whose aura is enough to cause pain to others?
But from the stories that I read from the books along with how Zekram and the others describe them, the Satans doesn’t seem to be that strong.
Maybe stronger than an Ultimate-class but not as strong as God himself. After all, if they are, then there’s no point in prolonging the Great War.
Also, God doesn’t seem to care that much about the war, as if he’s treating the Satans like so sort of children in their rebellious phases.
[”So I hope Sir Chamber will spend so ti to think about this. This eting will be beneficial to the both of us and the entire Anti-Satan faction.”]
“Just a short question. Why ? I’m sure the others would be more than happy to be included in this eting. Why do you choose ?”
[”…I was hoping to build trust. I know this may sound absurd but I have a feeling that you’re unique, soone incredible. So I was hoping that by giving you opportunities and giving you a hand, I am making myself a very worthy ally.”]
‘Huh, I wasn't expecting him to actually tell the truth.’ I ntally chuckled inside.
‘Still, calling unique and soone incredible? It’s so scary because he’s right. I am unique because I don’t belong to this world but how was he so sure about it? He’s not so kind of seer who can see the future, is he?’
Unfortunately, as much as I want to ask more questions to know more about his hidden agenda, it would be a bit rude to keep him waiting for my answer.
“Your words are very kind and noble, Zekram. Fine, I agree. I’ll join this eting.”
[”Wonderful! Here’s the location of the eting place….. See you there, Sir Chamber.”]
And with that, the call disconnected.
‘Lucifaad City, huh.’ I muttered under my breath after receiving the information about the place of the eting.
‘The main capital of the Underworld and the city where the Satan Lucifer himself rules over.’ I continued.
‘Now this should be interesting.’
***
On the other side, after disconnecting the Audio-Visual Communication spell, Zekram leaned back to his chair and fell into deep thought.
A crow then manifested out of a dark swirl before perching on his shoulders.
The crow then surprisingly, started speaking.
“What’s our next move. You’ve already invited the human and by the looks of it, it’ll be hard for you to gain his trust.”
“I’m not sure, Percival. But from the info you gave these past few days, Chamber looks suspicious. His weird spells such as those portals with high potential, orange whips and magic circles that aren’t magic circles and now, the ability to create his own dinsion in a whim. That is sothing not even Gods can easily do.” Zekram sighed as he massaged his temples.
The crow, now known as Percival is his familiar that he recruited from the familiar forest.
What’s interesting about Percival is his capability to manipulate darkness in a limited manner but still, Percival, with his years of trying to survive in the harsh familiar forest, made a technique that could coat himself with darkness, and freely rge with other people’s shadows.
Thanks to this, Zekram was able to get a daily report from Percival about Chamber.
Though there are tis when Percival would suddenly lose consciousness, only to wake up a few hours later without any recollection about what happened to him.
This thing is sothing that made Zekram from making a move against Chamber and forcefully pry open his secrets.
Soone out there, is protecting Chamber and he doesn't know who.
This has been bugging him off since then and hence, why he wanted to win Chamber’s trust. Through this thod, he was hoping the devil-forr-human would open up to him.
“I don’t like it when things aren’t in my control.” Zekram growled, clenching the armrest of his fancy cushion chair.
Percival watched as the armrest disintegrated into ashes upon the use of the Power of Destruction.
The trait of the Bael Clan, the power to destroy anything and everything.
This is the reason why aside from the four Satans, Bael clan is the most powerful clan in the entire devil race.
No one wanted to ss with people who can erase you in a matter of seconds.
What’s unique about clan traits is that unlike the magic spells that normally requires a magic circle to cast fully, clan traits require no such things.
Clan traits are only held back by the user’s talent and Demonic Energy resolves. Using them is like having another set of limbs.
“So what’s your plan? Should I resu watching over that human?” Percival, after seeing that Zekram has slightly cald down, asked.
“No. No need, that boy is growing strong and sooner or later, he might discover you and that would jeopardize everything.” Zekram quickly disagreed, afraid of any accidents that might happen.
“Just keep investigating about the reason why you’re falling unconscious in random tis whenever you’re watching over Chamber. Make sure you don’t expose yourself.”
“Don’t look down on , Zekram. There’s a reason why not even one of the five Great Dragons, Tiamat could catch .” Percival said with a hint of pride in his tone.
“Yeah yeah. You’ve been telling that since day one. Now just go and do your job.” Zekram rolled his eyes and waved his hand in dismissal.
“Hmph! You should appreciate more, Zekram. My skills are very strong and I can even spy on the Satans themselves if you ask.” Without waiting for Zekram’s reply, Percival disappeared when a swirl of darkness appeared near him and swallowed him whole.
“Heh. Strong my ass. If you were, you wouldn’t have been caught by ” Zekram snorted and dipped on his red wine.
***
While Zekram was busy formulating plans that would benefit not only himself but also the entire devil race, our dear main character of the story was busy instructing Tam and Belle, who were sparring with nothing but their physical bodies.
As sorcerers, they should not only rely on their mystic arts and instead, focus more on their physical capabilities.
After all, in this line of work, sorcerers mostly use their bodies when fighting, with the mystic arts and magic spells serving as nothing but re tools that provide power.
Watching Tam struggle against Belle, I smirked.
Sure, Tam is a low-class devil and talented but it turns out, Belle is more talented than him.
Although Tam would surely win the spar no doubt if it weren’t for the Gravity Runes that he applied on Tam, increasing the pull of gravity by tenfold, making it slightly hard for him to move his body.
‘Let’s just hope that devils have so sort of Zenkai Boost so I could maximize this kind of training regi.’ While thinking about this, the spar finally ended with Tam making a daring and reckless move by throwing himself and tackling his sister and with the help of the Gravity Rune, the pull of the gravity now included Belle.
“Y-You’re c-cheating!” Belle snarled, having a hard ti breathing from the effects of the Gravity Rune.
Unlike Tam, Belle is just a normal human and if the gravity were to be stronger than this, Belle would’ve been crushed on the ground.
“Okay. That’s enough. The fight’s over and Tam wins.” Approaching them, I dispelled the Gravity Rune and pulled the twins back to their feet.
It’s ti to give them my advice.
“Belle. Good job on your side but you should be more wary, you might think it’s cheating but when it cos to real battle, the enemy would use underhanded tactics that is much worse than what your little brother did to you.” Then I shifted my attention to Tam, who looked at proudly.
“You’re proud of winning by luck?” Without hesitation, I harshly pulled him back to the ground, I don’t like my students getting prideful over sothing like this.
“Just to inform you, you’re losing and if it weren’t for the reckless move you just did, you would’ve lost.” Finishing my words, Tam simply looked down on the ground.
That’s right, pride will kill you soday.
“But still, good job.” I smiled and patted both of their heads, much to their enjoynt.
‘I should probably try and take in more students. I don’t want them to be bored with just each other’s company.’
Now the question is, which people should I take in as my student?
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[Next Chapter: Ch. 51 - Roaming the human world]
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