Chapter 13 — Clash! The Power of a Former Magic Knight!
The ruined alley was thick with the faint metallic scent of blood.
Yuno hung suspended in the air, his entire body bound tightly by chains. The magic that had boiled within him after obtaining his grimoire had now completely vanished, sealed away by the chains.
No matter how he struggled, he couldn't break free. All he could do was stare helplessly toward Asta.
"Cough… cough…"
Asta sat slumped against the alley wall, his body covered in wounds. Blood spilled from his lips as he coughed weakly.
"There's no helping it… This world is simply that cruel."
A hoarse, low voice echoed with approaching footsteps.
The speaker wore a long, ash-brown robe. A faintly glowing grimoire hovered beside him, and several chains slithered around his body like serpents, their metallic clanging echoing sharply through the narrow space.
It was the wielder of Chain Magic—Revchi Salik.
Thud!
Revchi sneered, pressing his boot down onto Asta's shoulder.
"How interesting. My chains can sense the magic power of anyone they touch… and you don't have even a single drop of mana."
"Perhaps you were born that way? How pitiful. In a kingdom where magic is everything, your very existence is a rare treasure! Hahaha!"
Revchi's laughter rang through the alley, and as he spoke, he ground his heel harder into Asta's shoulder.
"Ugh… cough!"
Asta let out a pained groan as fresh blood bubbled up from his throat, staining his dust-covered clothes in crimson.
Yuno twisted violently in midair, but with his grimoire taken and his magic sealed, there was nothing he could do.
A suffocating sense of despair filled the alley.
"Water Creation Magic — Holy Fist of Love Assault!"
A steady voice rang out from the entrance of the alley.
Asta and Yuno froze in surprise.
That voice—Yuuki!
Holy Fist of Love Assault!
Could Sister Lily have come too?
At the thought of Sister Lily, Asta's foggy mind suddenly grew sharper.
Splash!
A mass of water appeared out of thin air, swiftly condensing into a massive water fist about a meter wide. It hurtled toward Revchi at high speed.
It was fast—so fast that by the time Yuuki's voice faded, the water fist was already upon Revchi.
"Hm?"
Revchi let out a small grunt, his expression unchanged. Without even moving, the chains floating around him lashed forward like whips, striking the incoming water fist.
Boom!
The water fist burst apart on impact, scattering into countless droplets that sprayed through the air.
"Water Creation Magic — Holy Fist of Love Assault!"
"Water Creation Magic — Holy Fist of Love Assault!"
"Water Creation Magic — Holy Fist of Love Assault!"
Yuuki had never expected one strike alone to bring down a former Magic Knight.
That's why—
The instant the first spell exploded, he continued without pause, casting three more in succession.
Three water fists, each about a meter in size, shot toward Revchi in a triangular formation.
"Not bad for Water Magic," Revchi sneered. "But no matter how many times you cast that spell, it won't make a difference!"
"You've no idea just how vast the gulf between us really is!"
With a flick of his hand—
Whip! Whip!
The chains lashed out again, smashing all three water fists midair.
The explosions sent a spray of water cascading through the alley, as if a sudden downpour had begun.
Now!Magic Infusion!
Yuuki's eyes narrowed sharply. Silver mana flared across his body, coating him completely. The mana under his feet exploded outward, propelling him forward like a cannon shot.
Using the momentary cover of the water spray, Yuuki shot through the mist, appearing beside Asta in the blink of an eye. He grabbed the injured boy by the arm and leapt backward, pulling him away from danger.
Crash!
A thick black iron chain lashed through the mist, striking the spot where Asta had been just moments ago. The blow left a deep groove in the ground.
"Well, well—dodged, did you?"
Revchi's mocking voice echoed through the fog. He raised a finger.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
The chains spun rapidly around him, generating a violent wind that blew away the mist in an instant.
The alley came back into clear view.
At the entrance, Yuuki crouched low, one hand gripping Asta as he panted heavily.
His mana was nearly depleted.
Casting four water fists in rapid succession and using Magic Infusion had consumed nearly half his magic reserves in seconds.
Sweat beaded across his forehead, and his limbs trembled from exhaustion. He could probably only cast three more water fists at most.
As the mist cleared, Revchi's sneering face came into view once more.
"Ha ha ha! What a pleasant surprise!"
"To think I'd find two prodigies in a place like this—one with a four-leaf grimoire, and another who can already cast complete spells the instant he gains his!"
Revchi threw back his head and laughed. The chains around him writhed through the air as waves of magic surged outward from his body.
"So strong…"
Yuuki's expression tightened. The sheer pressure radiating from Revchi's mana made cold sweat trickle down his temple.
The difference was overwhelming.
Even though Yuuki's mana had surged after obtaining his grimoire, he hadn't fully adapted to it yet. Compared to Revchi, his power was insignificant.
And it wasn't just the amount—
but the quality itself.
A Magic Knight's strength was far beyond anything Yuuki had imagined.
(End of Chapter)
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