The Lone Spellcaster Manga Novels & Stories

"You're right. We have to make sure he's safe—" "No. Do what you have to do. Leave this to us," Manjiro suggests, and I'm impressed. They discuss with others methods they could do to find Andrew. After securing the power, I flipped the pages further and was flabbergasted when I found an unexpected spell: Haiban's spell of creation. I touch my name written on this page. Not just mine but Haiban, Zaeramil, and Lanasia are listed here as tributes to the creators of the spell.

I ask achingly “After the three days banquet with the king. That will be more than enough time to be able to get the strands of hair, right?” “Yeah, so do you have a dark art spell book for the altering of fated mates? Since dark art spell books are very limited editions and an individual is not permitted to have it, save for an institution or organization registered under the King's government.” I ask cautiously “Definitely Hermione, your grandmother got legs…” She grins, standing up “Give me a minute, I'll go get the dark art spell book vol.0 for you to see.” Grandmother walks to her room.

Those who had doubted me now looked at Misael and Alayna with pure contempt. I stepped forward to Alayna. "Alayna, it seems your black magic worked exactly as planned. Except you didn't steal a pup. You stole a tumor." Alayna completely broke down. "No! I don't believe it! I'm the honored Luna! How could things turn out like this?" Misael's face was drained of color. His legs gave out, and he collapsed to the floor. It was all over.

Mark my words, I WILL find a way to kill you! Nozomi’s red eyes burned with an intensity that could freeze people. Her book abruptly shone with a dark purple light, attracting Hina’s and Yosuke’s attention. There was no longer a need to hide their books from each other. “A new spell? Now? Of all times? Why?” Hina wondered aloud. It had happened to her twice today. And now it was happening again, but to Nozomi. Nozomi opened her book and studied the new spell. “A mirror...?”

Alone I held immense power. “It's not that it hurts as much as I am fighting really hard right now to cage the beast. IF you know anything of my kind it is that we have a dark beast within us and when they feel threatened they come out. Right now he is raging and he will not tolerate this for much longer. NOW DROP THE FUCKING SPELL.” He said and I could swear I was watching the man grow right before . Raising my hands up into a slow circle I settle them in a prayer pose with my eyes shut. “In Magia in te,

Bastiana went to them and begun to cause them migraines and drain their magic. Lucindo chanted some incantations and Hilda was flung aggressively to the grave. She stood up and tried to attack the warlock but she was glued to the spot. It was a freaking boundary spell and of course, she was inside the circle drawn with white powder and other ingredients. At this point, I knew I had to re-strategize. If with all immense strength thrown the warlock's way and he was able to overcome easily and still overpower everyone then other tactics must be applied.

I was the only one who could comprehend those words. Both Grandma and Kira were looking at me petrified, greatly shocked by the unnatural tone of my voice. I glanced at them briefly and smiled to prove to them I was still conscious, even though I must have sounded like I was possessed by an evil demon. Eventually, I reached the final spell… “I am the one who takes the power. I am the one who will release the worthy one. The seal shall no longer draw from the stream of the worthy's life!”

I quickly responded, "It's not that. I think lost someone." Lowan sat next to Noah and me. He placed his fiery card in the middle resembling a campfire. I noticed that the card had the roman numeral I on it and an image of a sorcerer of some sort. The flame kept us warm and made the area bright and less spooky. Noah placed his hand over my shoulder and asked, "Who is this someone?" "Before I fainted, I was in a battle with a Dalaketnon," I explained. "Wait. How did you fight the creature? You can't de-soul," pointed Lowan.

My spell passed right through the smoke, shattering a marble bust of a former Dean behind it into a thousand white shards. "Intruder! Over there!" The shout came from the far end of the gallery. Two Light Mages on midnight patrol rounded the corner, staves glowing with blinding white solar-fire. Older students - Year Five likely - faces pale, eyes wide with terror as they saw the massless horror in the hall. "Get back!" I warned, but their training had kicked in. They raised staves, preparing a combined light-flare that would do nothing against a chaos-type entity. The forbidden practitioner raised a hand, violet light in its palm condensing into a jagged rotating sphere of Miasma. Not a kin

Even Celia was thinking the same way as everyone else. Despite my reluctance, I had no choice but to chant the sealing spell again while praying to the Moon Goddess that this time, we would succeed and nothing would go wrong. This time, both Kyson’s and Zalarus’ bodies emitted a yellow glow, and once I chanted the last line of the spell, the yellow light burst out, causing everyone in the room to be blinded by it. It took me a few moments to be able to see everything clearly once more. The room was now free of Zalarus’ dark aura, and there was only one figure standing in place of Kyson and Zalarus.