45 Chapter 42: Proficiency and Spells

Anselm finds me grinning like an idiot all to myself, and perhaps unconsciously, he mirrors my smile. For once the system gives me good news. Lotar's boon has been conferred upon me.

Circle of Death.

The most powerful spell in my growing arsenal as I see it. The name speaks for itself, the spell allowed me to cast a circle that would kill every living thing upon entry.

I'm unsure how wide the circle will be but so long as it's wide enough to keep a spear away and though I'd still be vulnerable to arrows and other ranged attacks, I'm sure I'll have a shield of zombies protecting me.

"Did you get it?" Anselm asks, his mirrored smile still in place.

"Yes, and it is glorious!" I exclaim, "There are some other spells I still want to try now that my proficiency is sufficient, and there're these other spells that are not exactly spells but-"

"I'm sure there'll be time for that later, right now don't you think you have something to do?" he nods towards a collapsed Leriva.