Reborn Soul Master: The Rogue's Counterattack

The appearance of guardians Gilbert and Dimitar ended the disaster brought by the demons.

The academy had been in a state of disrecognition after the fierce battle. It looked like a huge storm had swept through it, reminiscent of a ruin.

"Move all the bodies to the auditorium!"

"The wounded were sent to the hospital to be treated by priests and doctors!"

"Those who can fight will form groups of five and patrol the academy!"

"Destroy the magic stones you see immediately. If there are still living demons, launch magic bullets into the air immediately and report their location." The shouts of teachers and professors were heard from all over the ruined academy.

The situation is over and now it’s time for the aftermath.

Fortunately, Gilbert's men arrived, followed by men from nearby knight orders and temples.

Thanks to them, the situation was quickly sorted out.

Priests from the temple moved around the academy, casting recovery magic on those involved in the battle.

With the help of recovery potions sent by the Merchant Guild, many people were able to get up from their sickbeds.

After his physical condition improved, the college was gradually shrouded in a gloomy atmosphere.

“Please open your eyes!”

"Is this an illusion? It can't be real?" The college auditorium was filled with the bodies of the victims, and the students and the people in the college burst into tears.

What was supposed to be a happy party to celebrate graduation turned into the worst night, and people who were supposed to end the day with a smile closed their eyes forever.

The auditorium wasn’t the only place filled with sadness.

"Can't you pick up the sword again?"

"Damn it. I have no feeling in my legs." Although the wounded gathered in the hospital barely managed to save their lives, they could no longer embark on the path of heroes.

The sighs of those who could not recover made the hospital gloomy. Not only that. There were also people who were slowly waiting to die.

"Please pass this necklace on to my family."

"It's great to at least be buried in the heroes' cemetery." The demon raid took away a lot of things.

Someone's life, purpose, hope. A sense of despair enveloped the college, and no one could comfort them. Even God found it difficult to comfort them.

There was nothing God could do except send warm sunshine. This was a moment when even expecting a miracle seemed too hopeless.

"Isaac, are you okay?" The guardian "Gilbert" standing on the side of the hospital looked at Isaac lying on the ground with pitiful eyes.

Although he had been receiving recovery magic from the priest, his condition had not improved.

"Not very good." Isaac chuckled and shook his head.

“There’s no place that doesn’t hurt.”

"Your magic core is destroyed. Is this the price for summoning a real dragon?" Facing Gilbert's question, Isaac smiled and answered while looking clearly at the sky.

"Yes. I don't have the power to summon a real dragon right now."

"In order to summon a true dragon, you used necromancy beyond your realm at the cost of destroying your magic core."

"Yes. Even so, I don't regret it. In the past 1000 years, I am the only necromancer who can summon a real dragon, right?"

"Is this your last words before you die?" Gilbert frowned at Isaac's seemingly ignorant answer.

It wasn't anger or irritation that made his brow furrow. It was worry and sadness that made his brow furrow.

"Mr. Gilbert, I say again, unless you are sure it is not a demon, do not trust anyone."

"I know. The Kingdom, the Guardians, the Nobility, any group has fallen into a situation where they can no longer be trusted."

"Please protect the kingdom from the demons."

"Don't worry. Even if it takes a few years, I will uproot the demons that have taken root in the kingdom."

Gilbert's pupils were filled with anger. Isaac looked at Gilbert like this and smiled kindly.

"It seems that I am not strong enough to inherit Charlotte-sama. If I were stronger..."

"No, you did your best. Without you, everyone here would die."

"But fortunately, Mr. Gilbert is here. Thanks to you, we can save more people." Isaac suddenly felt pain and frowned.

Then the priest next to him hurriedly used recovery magic on Isaac.

"This is a magic to relieve pain... I'm sorry. This is all I can do right now..." Even the strongest recovery magic was ineffective against Isaac.

The magic core was destroyed, and Isaac's body was already damaged beyond repair. No matter what recovery magic or potion was used, it could not be saved.

"It's okay. I just feel grateful." Isaac seemed to be aware of his situation and smiled calmly.

"Now I have said everything I need to say." Isaac looked at Gilbert again, and Gilbert nodded bitterly.

"Thank you. For you, I must also wipe out the demons." After Hamilton escaped, Gilbert stayed with Isaac and listened to everything he told me about the demons.

If it was Gilbert, Isaac would believe him, and Isaac told him all the truth about the demons and ended his own affairs.

“Finally, can you call my apprentice over?” Hearing Isaac’s words, Gilbert immediately turned his head.

There stood a melancholy face - Cardin.

"I'm calling you." Hearing Gilbert's words, Cardin slowly walked towards Isaac.

"Please leave here for a while." Gilbert naturally took a few steps back and then disappeared.

"Would you please leave for a while too?"