I Refused To Be Reincarnated

Chapter 192: Delving into Mystery

Name: Adam

Talent: Unlocked at thirteen

Job: Tier one alchemist

Class: T3 Mana Conjuror

LVL: 8

Exp: 3240/5120

HP: 446/446->490/490

Vitality: 44.6->49

Strength: 45.2->49.6

Agility: 77.6->78

Intelligence: 51.6->54

Free attribute points: 5->0

Items: Grimoire Lingua, Grimoire Beastaria, ({Beastbane Dagger, Ethereal Radiance} Fusion in process.), Blade of Adaptation, Gaston's Sovereign Eye, Misha's Genetic Code, Thomas' Swift Shadow Legs, Manacore Heartgem,

Spells: Active: T1 spells: Illuminate LV1, Mana shield LV2, Magical Perception LV1.

Other: Mana bullet LV MAX, Atom Burst LVL MAX, Mage's hands LVL MAX, Gate of Mystical Arsenal LVL MAX, Gungnir LVL MAX.

Passive: Mana Control T4, Enhanced Intuition T1, Dagger mastery T1, Spear mastery T2,

Mana Shaping T3, Mana cape T3.

Note: Soul is damaged... Use that technique to reach the fourth tier, and you are dead.

After distributing his five free attribute points, he sighed, "My perfectly balanced stats are gone." In truth, it wasn't that much of a problem. Still, he had a fondness for order and harmony. It was even truer after his last trial.

'What's the point of having immense mana if my adversary is too fast for me to aim? Or of having incredible strength if my body crumbles under my own strikes?' He thought, realising how interlinked every stat was and how right he had been.

After thinking about a few more examples, he gazed down, noticing his new mana techniques with a wry smile. Now that he thought about it, his maddened version seemed to have access to more memories than he did. "Why?" He asked, a frown etching itself on his face.

If his memories were forged as he initially assumed, it wouldn't make sense for him to have forgotten memories. Upon reaching that thought, relief flashed in his eyes as he summarised his understanding, "I have memories of Earth but can't access them. The damned system most likely sealed them."

Then, he gritted his teeth, remembering its human-like speech and glitch during its conversation with Misha. "Is someone monitoring me? Who and why?" He asked, fear freezing his heart. After all, simply studying the discrepancies in his memories prompted an instantaneous response from the entity.

Sadly, he lacked clues to come up with hypothesises and knew trying to do so in the dark would only burden him with stress, anxiety, and fear. Putting that problem aside, he finally read the note with narrowed eyes.

"Is it threatening me?" He said, defiance burning in his eyes, adding, "Not only will I become a mage using that technique, but I'll use it all the way to the last tier."

Surprisingly, the note changed to answer his declaration, startling him. [After you get the boy's body, you can.]

"Who are you? Why did you take most of my memories away and monitor me?" He asked, hoping to get a response. Yet, the system fell silent again, reverting to its first note and keeping its intentions secret.

The last message forced him into deep thought. It was the third time it asked him to take Julius' body. Why? He was sure the system possessed enough knowledge to offer alternative solutions. So, once again, why?

"Ugh. Before I can answer a question, two more present themselves..." He said, bitterly shaking his head. However, his mood didn't stay down for long as a fire burned in his eyes.

"I'll do what I can until I learn the truth about the system and this magic world." He said, reaffirming his determination to look for lost knowledge, starting with Elysia's ancestral grimoire.

But before, he had to wake up and prepare for his expedition with Morgane, even if his plan changed slightly. Initially, he wanted to create a deck filled with ghosts for next year's tournament but used all his talismans on the insect-based chimaeras and Ignatius.

Yet, he didn't feel bothered since they were strong and in the third tier, not to mention the second floor's boss, who seemed to be a cut above the rest. 'Not using them would be stupid,' he thought, his eyes glowing as he remembered having eleven spots he could fill with ghosts.

With their addition, he believed creating a balanced lineup of melee fighters and mysterious abilities wielders was possible.

"I'll ask Zenobia for her opinion and delay the expedition to rest for a month." He said, feeling mentally exhausted after everything he went through. Fortunately, Misha had healed his cut arm, or he would have had to search for natural ways to heal his soul after bearing half the damage.

Thankful for her last gift, and with everything sorted, he closed his eyes to wake up in the real world and proceed with his plans.

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A few seconds later, his dim eyes came to life, emitting bright lights and startling the four people present. None expected him to wake up soon after practically turning into an evil ghost.

Yet, their astonished faces rapidly shifted to worried ones as they bombarded him with questions.

"What were you doing, and why did you almost transform?" Arun asked, relieved to see his mentor back to normal and curious about his experience.

"Why did you refuse Morgane's treatment? Things almost spiralled out of control here!" Shepard said, reproach filling his voice. After all, if not for the two boys buying time, he would have obliterated his soul, ridding the world of a potential scourge before Adam recovered.

But before he could answer, Julius stepped forward, his face solemn and his back as straight as an arrow. Tears streamed down his cheeks, glistening in the dim light. Then, with trembling lips, he finally spoke.

"Promise me you won't return to that place!" He started. The fears and sadness he bottled to confront Shepard and focus on helping his big brother raging in his mind. "Do you know how I feel when you vanish for days and return in a terrible state? This time, you even almost turned evil!" He continued, yelling, his voice echoing his emotions.

Everyone froze upon hearing the calm boy's outburst, understanding it wasn't the first time something similar happened. Yet, disbelief covered their faces as they heard the ghost answer words they didn't think he knew. Stay updated via m-v l|-NovelBin.net

"I promise. Sorry, Julius and... thank you."