Academy's Second Seat [part 2 Complete]

Chapter 295: Completion (16)

I glanced at the pocket watch in my hand, causing Haruna to widen her eyes.

"The Spirit of Ophillius..."

I quickly looked behind me.

"Haruna, do you know about this?"

"There's no exact name for it, but it's called the Spirit of Ophillius."

"The Spirit of Ophillius?"

"It's a device used by time magic users to record the past. I don't know the details of its use, but your guess was probably right, Rudy."

The past...

It felt like the pieces of the puzzle were falling into place.

A device to record the past.

It was used to cover the flaws of time magic.

Like spatial magic, time magic wasn't divine magic.

It was magic used by sacrificing memories.

Only hidden by magical tools, it was no different from ordinary magic.

Aryandor was grinding his teeth, glaring at me.

I smirked in response.

"Try using time magic."

He wouldn't be able to use time magic.

Even if he could turn back time, he would forget that I learned the trick of time magic.

Fighting me in that state, knowing everything already, would surely lead to my victory.

I laughed.

I had completely sealed off time magic.

He was tangled in mana and couldn't unleash his full power.

"How about you give up now?"

I suggested surrender to him.

Even now, people are dying on the battlefield.

If he surrenders, we can quickly clean up the battlefield and reduce casualties.

"You wouldn't want the rebels to be annihilated, would you?"

"Annihilated...?"

At my words, Aryandor bowed his head.

"If you surrender willingly, I'll spare the lives of the rebels."

"..."

Of course, I had no intention of sparing Aryandor.

With so many rebel soldiers, it wasn't possible to punish them all, but I planned to make an example of the leadership.

"What do you say?"

Aryandor quietly raised his head in response.

"Ha ha..."

Aryandor smirked and laughed like a madman.

"Laughing?"

"Such nonsense. As if I would accept such a proposal."

I looked at him incredulously.

"Even if it means saving your comrades... Such a proposal?"

"Comrades? Who are the comrades?"

"What?"

"They are tools. Tools for achieving my goals. Have you ever seen someone sacrifice for tools?"

Tools?

The people who were with him were just tools?

Veins throbbed on my forehead.