I Became the Academy’s Genius Shikigami Summoner – Chapter 41.2

As he threw something he was holding in his hand, it fell to a corner of the ground with an unpleasant sound.

Its identity was the head of Wang Wei, who had tried to escape from the battlefield just a moment ago.

“W-What the hell. Who are you? Can you just kill someone like this without any orders?”

To Choi Eun-jin’s question, sounding fed up even though they were on the same side, the man opened his mouth with a bloody smile.

“That’s for me to decide.”

“What happened to that side?”

“That’s a foolish question. I took care of everything.”

Despite the calm and composed answer, Choi Eun-jin sensed something strange and, without letting her guard down, asked another question.

“. . . Then why did you only come this way? What about the others?”

The man didn’t answer that question and just smirked.

“What the fuck!”

Whoosh!

Choi Eun-jin, who had sensed the murderous intent, immediately began to cast her spell, but the opponent was faster.

Thud.

Swish.

“Keeeuuuugh!”

As the man, who had somehow gotten close to Choi Eun-jin, reached out, Choi Eun-jin let out a scream filled with terrible agony, rolled her eyes back, and collapsed to the ground.

「. . . 𝙒𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙖 𝙢𝙖𝙣𝙞𝙖𝙘.」

At first glance, I couldn’t even guess what had happened, but with my high karma value, I could see it clearly. Choi Eun-jin’s soul, which was about to attack, was being sucked into the man’s hand in an instant.

「𝘼 𝙬𝙖𝙧𝙡𝙤𝙘𝙠, 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙖𝙣 𝙖𝙗𝙨𝙪𝙧𝙙𝙡𝙮 𝙝𝙞𝙜𝙝 𝙡𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙡 𝙖𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩!」

He’s absorbing the soul of a 3rd-grade exorcist with just that simple action?

That meant there was a huge difference in level between the two.

The man, who seemed satisfied, brushed off his hands and turned away from Choi Eun-jin’s corpse to stare at Seo Ji-an.

“. . . You’re the target. I can feel a strong surge of spiritual power from your eyes. You must have been born with a lot of talent.”

And then, he slowly took off the robe that had been covering his body as he met her gaze.

Thud.

Rustle.

A blindfold that completely covered his eyes. Long hair that reached down to his shoulders even though he was a man.

Even the unidentified trinkets hanging all over his clothes.

To be honest, his identity was quite shocking.

「𝙒𝙝𝙮 𝙞𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙖𝙘𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙣𝙤𝙬?」

As if representing my bewildered feelings, Seo Ji-an, who had an expression of disbelief, uttered the man’s name in a trembling voice.

“Hektel. . . . . . .”

“Oh, you know me?”

“. . . How could I not know you, a special-grade dangerous person designated by the headquarters?”

Warlock Hektel.

A notorious criminal known as the Devil of Illinois in the world.

After performing forbidden spells in the United States that resulted in thousands of casualties, he was imprisoned in a special prison, only to escape after just 3 years and become wanted worldwide.

And currently, he was also a member of the same Yahwak organization as Bi-hyeong.

「𝙎𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙞𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙩.」

Ding.

【Hektel】

▶Level 64

▶Ability Scores

【Stamina: B-】

【spiritual power : B】

【Spellcraft: S-】

【Mental Strength: A+】

▶Traits(7/10)

【Voodoo(S-)】

【Guardian of the Underworld(A)】

【Cursed Hand(A-)】

【Vitality Absorption(B+)】

【Revived Person(B-)】

【Expanded Senses(C+)】

【Self-Recovery(C)】

As expected, his stats were monstrous.

He had specs that weren’t too far behind Cheong So-ha, a special-grade exorcist.

Considering the various specialties he had on top of that, his level of danger could be said to be even higher than that.

“Your subordinates were quite amusing. They were surprisingly good at running away.”

“. . . . . . .”

“However, foolishly coming back here and meeting your end while hopelessly watching the corpse of your master who died in vain.”

The man, who had been cracking his neck for a moment, soon continued speaking with a bloody smile.

“That’s the only way the soul becomes the most fragrant, you see.”

“You. . . . . . .”

Seo Ji-an grimaced and gathered her spiritual power, but her opponent didn’t even blink.

That was to be expected. To put it simply, there was a gap between the man in front of us and us that was greater than that between a predator and its prey.

「𝙒𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙨𝙝𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙙 𝙄 𝙙𝙤?」

I hadn’t anticipated this situation at all. Hektel was supposed to be someone who first appeared before Yoo Ha-on’s group after the story had progressed to a certain point.

Naturally, I hadn’t even prepared for him yet.

I took a quick look at the opponent’s waist and saw a primitive belt decoration with many beads attached to it in a circular shape.

According to the setting, each of those beads was a spiritual power stone. And their color was a deep purple that was close to navy.

「. . . 𝙃𝙚’𝙨 𝙖𝙡𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙮 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙘𝙝𝙚𝙙 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙖𝙢𝙚 𝙡𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙡 𝙖𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙤𝙧𝙞𝙜𝙞𝙣𝙖𝙡.」

It’s not as good as my black color, but at that level, it can be said that he has already accumulated spiritual power that surpasses the limits of humans.

The power of the warlock techniques used by such a Hektel would be completely different.

“You’re unlucky. To be honest, I didn’t originally plan to take on a job like this.”

“What?”

“But that’s just the way life is. People often find themselves close to death when they least expect it.”

Then, Hektel continued, smiling as if he was enjoying himself.

“There are only two options for those who become the target.”

“. . . . . . .”

“Adapt, or defy it.”

At the same time, a tremendous amount of spiritual power began to spread from Hektel, who had gathered his strength.

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