Author's Reincarnation in a Fantasy Setting



"Young man," Ateron said, casting his gaze toward Ryfin. "I heard that you can take me and my daughter out of here."

"You heard that right, old man," Ryfing replied, totally casual. 

Auciel shot him a look but gave up after realizing that it was pointless. 

"Oh ho? You sure sound interesting," Ateron mumbled. "I see. If you are capable of doing so, then I believe we shouldn't waste any more time on idle chatter and get us out of here."

"Well, that's what I came here to do anyway," he said, this time though his voice didn't contain that energy it usually had; this time it was low. 

This was understandable because just like Auciel he also wasn't satisfied with the plan of just saving the royalty. 

Normally, he would have ditched the plan right away and gone off to fight against all the demons by himself. But this time things were different. This time all of humanity was on the line. 

If the leaders weren't transported safely to where the rest of the people were, the chances of someone becoming the new leader and then a civil war breaking out were quite high.

Without a proper leader, all the people won't be able to stay united for much longer and that will make them even more vulnerable against the demons. 

And this was just the tip of the iceberg, there was a lot more going on behind the scenes. 

It was also safe to assume that the rich were using their money to get inside the safe zone, and it was also safe to assume that more than a few of them with the right connections along with money would be successful in doing so.

As a result, they will end up taking the seat that was originally meant for people with less money in their hands—mostly the common folks. 

Ryfin didn't like anything about this plan. He wanted to save everyone, which was in fact a childish thought. 

He was aware of it as well. That's why he controlled himself and satisfied himself with just being able to protect and keep his students safe. 

That was the only reason he was carrying out a plan which he didn't like anything about. 

"Let's go then, take us where the magic circle that's connected to the safe zone is located," Ryfin said. 

"There is no need to go anywhere, look carefully," Zoendoln stated, pointing toward the king's throne. 

Both the thrones were placed on a platform that was elevated and a little higher than the remaining ground. When looking carefully, Ryfin observed that the said platform had fine carvings on it that were similar to all the magic circles they'd gone through till now. 

'Isn't it a bit careless to build such a magic circle right below the king? The teleportation magic is still not perfected you know, what would they do if the circle exploded and turned the old man and her daughter into shreds of meat?

'But then again, this doesn't look like the main throne room so the old man most likely puts his ass somewhere else during usual days,' Ryfin thought, as he cracked his fingers and moved forward a little. 

"Okay, okay, pay attention, everyone," Ryfin said while clapping twice. "Everyone who wants to get out of here should stick close to the old man. I won't wait long so move your legs quickly."

"There's no need to wait. His Majesty and Miss Princess are the only ones whom you need to transport," Zoendoln said. 

"Hm? What about you then? Aren't you getting out too? The scary-scary demons are gonna destroy this castle very soon you know," Ryfin said.  I think you should take a look at

Zoendoln didn't reply, nor averted his eyes. He had said all he needed to.

"I see. That's how it is," Ryfin mumbled, yet again in that same low tone. 

"Well then," he said, turning toward the king and the princess. "I hope both of you haven't eaten much."

Those last words caught Rishia's attention which was clear from her expression. Noticing it Ryfin just showed a silly smile and went ahead to raise his hands up in the air to activate the spell. 

With the gesture of his right hand, the runes illuminated. The magic circle lit up in blue and spun just like before. Out of nervousness, Rishia grabbed her father's hand and clenched it tightly. 

"Don't worry, we'll be alright," Ateron whispered to her. Looking at him she nodded. 

The speed of the magic circles spinning clockwise and anti-clockwise increased, and the entire throne room began to get illuminated by the light it emitted. 

"Go," Ryfin said to Auciel. 

"What about you?" she asked. 

"I'll also come soon. But you need to be there with them since they are not familiar with the safe zone. The staff will be waiting for them but still."

"But…"

"And well, that's not the only reason. I mean, what if I ended up sending the old man to the middle of a volcano or ocean? Someone needs to be there who can protect them if that happens," he said.

Of course, he was joking. Even with his magic, he was only able to teleport people from one magic circle to another. Teleporting somewhere to a place with no magic circle was simply impossible. 

Auciel knew this as well, although the joke did make her smile a little. 

"Fine," she said and stepped inside the magic circle. 

"Off you go," Ryfin mumbled. 

The light covered the entire room for a second, and when it disappeared the king, the princess, and Auciel were gone too. All that was left were glitters of sparking light particles that floated in the air.

"Done with one more task," Ryfin said to himself as he turned around. There his eyes met with Zoendoln. 

"Why are you still here?" Zoendoln asked. 

"Hmmm, that's a good question actually. So good that I can ask you the same," Ryfin replied, taking a step forward. "If you want, I can still teleport you to the king, you know. "Because if you stay here, one thing is certain; you will die."

"I don't fear death," Zoendoln stated. "I have lived my life serving the king, and today I have completed my services to him. Even if it is death that awaits me now, I shall see to it."