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nAfter returning to the Arcanist Guild, Eustace promptly presented the signed papers, effectively completing the mission.

nThe process was straightforward, and the Guild Attendant swiftly confirmed the completion of the request and prepared the reward.

nAlthough the modest compensation originated from a small-time cobbler, it still brought a sense of fulfillment to Eustace, providing insight into an alternative path as an Arcanist, distinct from the academic route he might have pursued at the Academy.

nThere are indeed many other jobs for Arcanists like him aside from the options that were mentioned to him in the Academy.

nEustace couldn’t help but smile after recalling those possible jobs: Occult Consultant, Paranormal Investigator, Museum Curator or Artifact Expert, Ritual Designer or Event Planner, Arcane Historian or Researcher, or even an Author or Teacher.

n‘Well, I guess I’m sort of a Paranormal Investigator when I accept these missions.’ Eustace mused as he waited for the Guild Attendant to process the reward.

nUpon receiving the 2,000 zen reward, the Guild Attendant inquired.

n“Are you planning to accept more missions like this one?”

n“I will take a few more missions while I remain in the city. However, I’ll be doing some errands for now.” Eustace responded with a smile.

nDeparting from the Guild House, Eustace noticed several Arcanists casting curious glances in his direction as he distanced himself from the area. He simply ignored their scrutiny since none of them were showing hostility. He could only think that they were interested in how a Summoner had accomplished the cobbler’s mission.

nSubsequently, Eustace proceeded to a secluded area in the eastern part of the city, where he found an abandoned house at its edge.

nAfter carefully surveying the surroundings and ensuring its safety, he made the decision to summon his Moonlight Specter, directing its attention towards a nearby pillar without hesitation.

nUpon activating the spell, the ethereal entity materialized…

nWhoosh~

nThen, without waiting for it to complete its form, Eustace swiftly checked his Spell Light, verifying that he could summon five of them before his Spell Light became depleted.

n‘That’s quite a lot of energy…’ Eustace mused.

nIt was completely unlike his Ghost Hands or Spectral Hands, which had low cooldown and low energy consumption. He could basically use those Spells every 5 to 8 minutes.

nSoon, an icy aura enveloped the abandoned house, heralding the Moonlight Specter’s advance towards the targeted pillar.

nThe Moonlight Specter’s appearance was both captivating and unsettling. It manifested as a translucent, humanoid figure with a shimmering, silvery glow.

nIts form seemed to waver and shift as if it were comprised of liquid moonlight, and its piercing blue eyes exuded an otherworldly radiance. The creature moved with an eerie grace, leaving a faint trail of sparkling mist in its wake as it carried out Eustace’s bidding.

nAs the Moonlight Specter touched the pillar, it didn’t seem to have any significant effect aside from the blackening of the pillar as if it was burnt.

n‘So it’s no longer suitable to carry out simple tasks, unlike my Ghost Hands.’ Eustace mused as he realized that the Moonlight Specter was really an attack-type specter. Nevertheless, he didn’t think too much of it since the Mastery of his Darkness Manipulation was already Level 8 and on the verge of breaking into Level 9.

nIt means that he could already control it, similar to his Ghost Hands. It could act like an extension of his hands, which could even be better than his Ghost Hands.

n‘I’ll just know how strong it is if I really fought against a strong opponent—’

nAs Eustace reached this thought, he suddenly felt something off.

nHis heightened senses, sharpened by his ESP Spell, alerted him to an imminent threat.

nIn response, the very fabric of space around him contorted, suffusing the area with a distinct, holy aura!

nIt was unmistakable – someone had detected the dangerous, dark aura emanating from the Moonlight Specter and had set out to investigate the disturbance.

nRecognizing the urgency of the situation, Eustace swiftly concealed his Grimoire, while instructing Yvaine to retrieve his Devil’s Mask and Devil’s Dagger, preparing for the inevitable confrontation.

nWith a sudden and unexpected emergence from the spatial distortion, the figure who tried to step out of the cracked space was met with a swift and forceful counterattack from Eustace. 𝒊𝒃𝙖.𝙘𝙢

nEustace unleashed his Celestial Art, the Call of the Divine Lightning!

nIt caused the once serene sky above the city to darken ominously. Subsequently, twin bolts of searing lightning descended, hurtling towards the abandoned house with unrelenting force!

nBoom! Boom!

nThe resultant detonations echoed through the city, their thunderous reverberations commanding the attention of the people in the city. 𝑖𝘦.𝑐𝘰𝘮

nStartled onlookers emerged from their dwellings, their faces a mixture of awe, dread, and astonishment as they bore witness to the unparalleled spectacle unfolding before them.

n“Is that the Heavenly Lightning I’ve heard so much about?”

n“The city is being punished?”

n“W-what’s going on? This is definitely not a natural phenomenon. It happened almost without any signs!”

n“A failed ritual?”

n“It must be… But something must’ve attracted the lightning, and it could be a—”

n“The Guild Leader has made an order to investigate the situation!”

n“Hurry! A treasure must’ve been born in the place!”

nAs soon as someone said the word “treasure,” they suddenly recalled the legends about various things like rocks, plants, flowers, or even animals that would mutate and give legendary powers to the people who had claimed it.

nThough none of them could confirm whether these legends were true, they dared not miss this chance!

nThe Guild House was immediately emptied as everyone wanted to benefit from whatever they could see at the place where the “Heavenly Lightning” hit.

nHowever, amidst the chaos and destruction, Eustace was compelled to retreat from the cataclysmic aftermath. He was well aware of the consequences brought by such a display of power.

n“Mhmm?”

nEustace was taken aback as the holy aura, which had dissipated following the celestial lightning’s strike, resurged with even greater intensity, permeating the entire vicinity with an unmistakable power that far surpassed its prior manifestation.

nEustace’s face turned grave as he realized that he had met a really powerful Arcanist this time.

nBefore long, amidst the lingering smoke and debris, an aged voice resonated through the air…

n“Hoh~ It’s been a while since I got hit with such a strong Spell…” The voice intoned, carrying with it an air of authority as his figure slowly approached Eustace.

nThis content is taken from 𝘪𝑟𝘦.𝘤𝑜𝓂

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