As An Antique Shop Owner, It's Only Reasonable That I Know A Bit Of Magic - Chapter 91

The vile spirit’s hideous face peered over Quinn’s shoulder.

It caressed her body and let out a sinister, triumphant laugh.

The meaning in its pair of pitch-black eyes needed no explanation.

With a hostage, what can you possibly do to me?
Elise was furious, but her hands were tied by Quinn’s captive soul. She could only watch helplessly.

At that moment, twisted, shadowy figures began to emerge all around them.

How could anyone not understand what was happening now?
They had walked right into an ambush!
“Huff… huff… huff…”

The oxygen-mask spirit pointed a finger at the crowbar in Su Fan’s hand, while its other hand rested on the young girl’s slender neck.

The previously catatonic Quinn suddenly spoke, her tone dripping with mockery.

“Throw that thing in your hand away! Or I’ll destroy her soul!”

“You’re quite powerful, Exorcist. To think you could kill my accomplice so easily… Heh heh heh heh… What a pity. You won’t escape my grasp either.”

Quinn, like a ventriloquist’s dummy, relayed the words of her controller.

“I’ve never tried keeping an Exorcist as a pet before…”

“After I claim your soul, I’ll get a collar and chain for you, tie you by the entrance to stand guard…”

Quinn’s voice, accompanied by heavy, rasping breaths, was cold and eerie.

Elise was already being torn at by spectral hands. She struggled to break free, but it was useless.

She watched as more evil spirits moved towards Su Fan.

He, too, seemed ready to throw down his weapon.

At that moment, a fierce resolve flashed in Elise’s eyes!

Su was the most powerful and youngest Exorcist she had ever met.

Even if it cost her her own life, she would not stand by and watch him die here!

“As punishment for my failure to save you… I will stay here with you forever… Quinn…”

Elise prepared to perish together with the spirits, but suddenly, she heard a scornful laugh.

“Fool.”

“You’ve captured her. Why should that make me drop my weapon?”

These words left not only Elise, but even the opposing spirit stunned.

What was going on? Wasn’t he here to rescue her?

Seizing this moment of confusion, Su Fan raised his hand!
Summon!

The spirit’s body flew uncontrollably towards Su Fan, dragging Quinn along with it.

In its field of view, Su Fan was already swinging that deadly weapon in his hand!

Realizing this, the spirit was utterly terrified. The last shred of hope in its heart vanished completely!

It had thought that holding the girl’s soul hostage would make it invincible, but reality proved it wrong!

This Exorcist intended to bludgeon both it and the girl to death!!!
The spirit released its grip on Quinn’s neck, immediately trying to dissolve into black mist and flee!

Yet, in the very next second, the crowbar’s sharp end pierced straight through its forehead!

When did he…?

Wasn’t he just holding it a moment ago?

The oxygen-mask spirit’s thoughts ceased at that very moment. Its head burst apart, and its body crashed to the floor.

The crowbar, having obliterated the former’s large head, flew through the dark apartment rooms as if with a mind of its own, piercing through shadowy figure after shadowy figure!

Amidst shrieks of resentment, countless more evil spirits were slain!

A long-haired male ghost, witnessing this scene, scrambled away in a panic, fleeing towards the outside.

As fate would have it, right beside him was a door!

The long-haired male ghost twisted the handle and rushed in!
But the moment he took a step, the rapidly flying crowbar pierced through his skull!
His tall form dissipated, revealing the scene behind the door.

Outside was a small attic. A boy who looked to be just over ten years old was on a ladder, seemingly trying to retrieve something from a high place.

Startled by what he saw, he fell to the floor.

Su Fan, from across the threshold, met the boy’s gaze for a brief moment. He then recalled the crowbar and waved his hand, shutting the wooden door.
All that remained was the boy, staring dumbfounded at the space where the door had been.

“Dalton!”

A woman’s call came from below the attic.

Soon, the boy’s mother climbed up. Seeing her son had fallen, she immediately rushed over, concerned, to check for injuries.

“Sweetie, does your knee hurt? Are you hurt anywhere else?”

Dalton didn’t register his mother’s fussing at all. His mind was stuck replaying the scene he had just witnessed.

…………

Su Fan paid no mind to the earlier interlude. Right now, his focus was entirely on practicing the divine ability he was using.

Sword Arts.
Or more accurately, the art of Sword Control.

At its core, it was a divine ability to manipulate a weapon to attack the enemy. It worked even if the weapon wasn’t a flying sword.

A crowbar was perfectly acceptable.

That pathetic spirit thought such a cheap trick could make him surrender without a fight.

Such a smug, foolish creature was just the right tool for a test run.

Unexpectedly, for his first time using Sword Control in combat, Su Fan picked it up extremely quickly, without the slightest sense of awkwardness.

[It’s probably because my soul power increased from hunting those evil spirits earlier.]

He had originally thought that if Sword Control didn’t go smoothly in practice, he could use Summoning and Sending to compensate a little.

But now, it seemed that wouldn’t be necessary.

[You used Sword Control to precisely snipe and kill a powerful evil spirit. Sword Art Proficiency +4!]

[You used Sword Control to kill an evil spirit. Sword Art Proficiency +1!]

The prompts echoing in his mind brought Su Fan’s focus back to controlling the weapon and slaying the spirits.

Can’t waste a good opportunity to grind proficiency.

The weapon moved according to his will, relentlessly harvesting lives within the dark space.
His proficiency in the divine ability rose accordingly.

Soon, the other evil spirits in the room were cleared out.

Without the oxygen-mask spirit to command them, these creatures scattered in panic, only to be picked off one by one by Su Fan.

The ghostly hands restraining her body dissipated, and Elise finally regained her freedom.

In her relief at surviving the ordeal, her attitude towards Su Fan had completely transformed.

Before, she had merely seen Su Fan as a young man with great potential and powerful strength. But after experiencing all this, she had to correct her previous view.

Controlling the fierce winds, soul projection, seeing through falsehoods, and even more mysterious magic she couldn’t comprehend!
This mysterious antique shop owner was, without a doubt, the most powerful Exorcist she had ever known or heard of!

Her earlier thought of risking her life to save him now seemed somewhat presumptuous.

“Su… It’s my honor to have invited you to accompany me,” Elise said, her voice full of emotion.

Su Fan gave a slight nod, accepting her praise.

“Since it’s over, let’s head back.”

“Alright.”

The two walked out the door and headed back the way they came.

The journey was utterly silent.

There was no trace of any evil spirits at all.

The native inhabitants of this alien realm were now huddled in the darkness, trembling, desperately hoping the young Exorcist walking at the front wouldn’t notice their existence.

Elise, holding onto Quinn, took a deep breath, suppressing the shock in her heart, and hurried to keep up.

This scene was the very picture of Specters Making Way!