Nathan
Year 2851 | Month 1 | Day 9
The first spell I make sure to take notes on is her flying one, since she quickly begins using that again against the noble. A noble who happens to be using lightning magic, just like my old friend Aidan who is probably sitting back in the academy lazing around or something.
Albeit with this noble being Class A and Aidan being… whatever Class he is right now.
Actually, I can’t help but wonder how my friends are all doing in their magic practice now that I think about it…
They’re probably somewhere around Class C or Class D still, considering that they don’t have the device I have that helps me train my mana arcs. But I know some of them have a much higher talent than me, so at least one of them could be in the later stages of Class C.
Maybe.
Anyways, other than her flight spell, I also take notes on a spell of hers that seems to condense heat down to a single tiny inch-wide sphere that seems to suck in the surroundings kind of like a black hole. Except that anything that gets sucked into it is burnt instead of whatever happens to things that are sucked into a black hole.
She sends several of those tiny orbs around which repeatedly cancel out the noble’s lightning, although they also cancel each other out. To the point that when his lightning strikes towards her, it is redirected into the tiny sphere before the sphere and the lightning vanish together.
Honestly, I have no idea how she’s doing this but I’m taking notes anyways. Because I may be able to figure it out eventually.
Other than that, she also uses a spell similar to the one Incendia uses that places a space around her opponent that deprives them of oxygen. Except that hers is a small sphere unlike Incendia’s massive dome. And hers obviously doesn’t put her into it as well, seeing as she needs to breathe unlike me and Incendia.
I’m already working on perfecting Incendia’s spell for my own usage, so Cassandra’s version isn’t particularly useful for me. Especially since her version is fire magic only.
After the oxygen spell, Cassandra goes on to use numerous other spells that I write notes on. These include but aren’t limited to spells that compress her flames down into bolts or bullets that she sends at the enemy and explode the moment they make contact, spells that seem to have some sort of hungry flame that wants to burn forever until it runs out of things to burn, and some spells that even somehow heal an arm back onto her body when the noble manages to cut it off with a sword.
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Now that one I want to learn.
It’s too bad I only caught some of it when I saw her using it. And I doubt she’ll be using it a lot seeing as she probably doesn’t want to keep losing her limbs in this fight.
Maybe I should stick around this battlefield after today just to watch her spells… or I guess I could try to trade spells with her at some point, seeing as she’s actually rather humane. But I’m not sure if she would go for that.
I’m a Class B magician while she’s Class A after all. And I’m a newly advanced Class B magician at that.
Putting it simply, she has a lot more spells than I do.
I continue watching their battle all the way until the noble gets arrogant and rather upset at the same time. Mostly because he’s noticed that he is starting to lose the fight.
Then he goes and starts blaming it on me for some reason.
I frown at him.
How rude. I’m not even over there.
To my surprise, I actually hear Cassandra defending me through my vampiric hearing, and it makes me feel rather happy. Which isn’t something I’m really used to feeling anymore. Being defended by someone else.
So that’s nice.
The noble just starts going on about how he’ll come back and kill her after ratting me out for ‘betraying the Kingdom of the Fallen’ and some bullshit like that. And as he’s saying this he seems to be trying to make an escape from Cassandra, who is using some sort of fire storm to try keeping him in place.
But I can tell from here that he’ll most likely get away.
I frown for a moment as I consider everything that’s happened here.
The man is an asshole, she has been defending me and showing me quite a few new fire spells that I’m already looking forward to figuring out, and he’s going to cause me some rather annoying trouble with the other nobles if he gets out. Even if it won’t actually come to anything. Nothing more than a bunch of complaints and maybe a few more enemies for after the war.
So eventually I just shrug to myself and aim directly at the noble’s head. And right when he – from the looks of it – pulls in all of his remaining mana for a single attack at her and her firestorm in order to clear an escape for himself, I snipe him in the head.
Killing him in an instant before his body falls straight down to face plant in the ground below where he was flying.
Then I quickly get the hell out of here faster than anyone else can move thanks to my vampiric speed.
But not before noticing the Class A fire magician glancing my way with a faint smile on her face, proving that she knew I was here the whole time.
Because of course she did. She’s not an idiot like the noble.
Anyways, I head on to the next battlefield while looking through the notes.
Even if someone may suspect that I killed the noble, they can’t prove anything. Even if Cassandra says something herself. Because I signed a contract with them that is currently trying to devour me alive and failing miserably. Making it so that, in their eyes, I shouldn’t be able to kill any of their own during this war. Not without having my soul itself erased.
Several seconds pass as I ignore the burning pain of my soul being erased and reverted over and over again until it finally fades when I reach the halfway point between this battlefield and the next.
Good thing the others have no way of knowing if I’ve broken the contract or not… seeing as I’m still alive and my soul didn’t get its last ashes sent to the other signers of the contract like how it was supposed to happen.
Now then.
On to experimenting with and creating new spells on the next battlefield.