Sorcery Monarch

Chapter 16: The Art of Spellcraft

Chapter 16: The Art of Spellcraft

Butler Ralph turned his head in horror, though he had already drawn his rapier, it was too late to pierce Leon's lunging body.

John, pale and panicked, sliced a mutated fish-man in half, and shouted, "No!"

Beneath his mask, Captain Sean's face turned white, his mind went blank as terrifying thoughts raced through his head.

Someone he once held in high regard, Leon, now seemed like a stranger as he desperately rushed forward.

"I can die, but not my family!"

Leon's swift leap and devious upward sword strike caught Matthew off guard.

"White Wolf Swordsmanship truly is fierce when faced head-on, leaving no time to dodge—only endure!"

"Is this how the protagonist makes use of companions—what a peculiar trait!"

On Matthew's display, an icon appeared over Leon's head.

"Under Control!"

Matthew had no idea who had taken control of Leon, or when it happened, but he had to admit, the timing was perfect.

He had used multiple spells, and even his last life-saving scrolls were gone, exhausting the mana reserves of a Level 1 Arcanist.

Even by super-genius standards, Matthew had pushed his limits, reaching the pinnacle of a Level 1 Arcanist!

The assailant didn't even strike directly but used the cunning tactic of controlling Leon, launching a surprise attack!

Indeed, Matthew hadn't noticed the changes in Leon's stats in time, allowing the enemy to exploit a gap in his defenses.

"I should never rely solely on displayed data..."

"At least this lesson wasn't learned too late!"

Yet Matthew wasn't hopeless; he still had a trump card—Yaya!

Even a newly hatched wyrmling boasted a challenge rating beyond most mortals, reaching Level 5!

Though Yaya wasn't a true dragon, Matthew sensed her special nature; she had steadily grown in power since birth.

In less than a day, her challenge rating had climbed from 5+ to 6+!

Sensing Matthew's danger, Yaya lunged.

Her horned head collided with Leon's chest.

Leon's sword struck Yaya's grey-black scales, sending sparks flying.

However, the force of the blow made the little creature yelp in pain, her sharp teeth bared.

In her pain, Yaya used her strength to knock Leon down into the foul-smelling swamp muck.

Despite being dirtied, Yaya agilely leaped up.

Driven by instinct, she pounced on Leon's chest and snapped her jaws at his bewildered face.

Crunch!

The emotions of the group plunged from despair to relief, like riding a rollercoaster to salvation.

Yaya's fierce expression was both cool and adorable!

Just as everyone was feeling immense relief, a deadly shadow silently crept behind Matthew.

A dagger with a blue sheen stabbed toward his back!

The strike was seasoned and vicious!

It came at the perfect moment, with Yaya too far away to save Matthew!