Reincarnated to Spellcraft: A LitRPG Adventure (Archmage Reborn Book 1) by DB King

Author:DB King [King, DB]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Aethon Books
Published: 2024-11-05T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 18

The shout had come from a warlock who had come around the back of the tent. Saul glanced around for thralls, but the man did not seem to have any. He did, however, have a long wooden staff in his hand, and at the end of which glowed red light.

A sigil? Saul thought so for a moment but realized that wasn’t the case. The man’s staff had a yellow crystal inlaid into the end, and the crystal contained the Sigil, rather than the power symbol being pressed directly into the wood. That was new.

Approaching the staff-wielding warlock, Saul conjured a spell he had not used before—Mud Golem. This was not like a summoned troll. A golem was a very different creature.

Trolls were large and stupid but strong and loyal. A golem on the other hand was a creature of animated elemental matter. A golem had the cunning and speed that a Troll lacked, and it made up for what it lacked in strength with an adaptability and crafty courage that was entirely alien to the mind of a troll.

The mud golem rose up out of the ground next to Saul as he cast the spell. It had the shape of a man and was made of black wet earth. Its only facial feature was a suggestion of a depression around where the eyes would be. It moved like a man, though, and it looked around very much like a seeing, hearing creature.

It was unsettling, and Saul found himself very happy it was on his side.

The mud golem seemed to pick up Saul’s intention for it. The monster turned and dashed with a strange, swift, scuttling gait toward the thralls and the warlock guarding the entrance to the tent.

The warlock with the magic staff raised it up above his head and opened his mouth to speak a magic word.

Saul leapt forward slashing at the man’s arm with his blade. The warlock stepped out of his range, tripping over the ropes holding the command tent up. His incantations turned to an incoherent cry of pain as his ankle twisted in the rope and he tumbled onto his back in the snow.

Saul kicked the man’s right wrist, and the magic staff flew into the air. Saul caught the staff in his left hand and plunged the tip of his sword into the warlock’s chest.

His hand tingled and he felt magic flow from the dying warlock, up through the magic staff, and into himself.

“So, that’s one way to transfer a magic item,” he said aloud. He’d heard something like this before. One could not take a sigil from another person, but one could take a Sigilized item from another if the other person died.

It was a dark aspect of the old Sigil magic, and everyone knew stories of even common craftspeople who had ended up murdering each other over the valuable Sigilized sets of tools of their trade.

Well, now Saul had this item at least, though he had no idea what to do with it.

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