《Battlefield Restart (Original/Unedited)》Chapter 36: The Culprit
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"I have many things I want to ask you about." I ask with a serious gaze.
"I'll answer what I can." She felt the tension in my voice and responds.
"Do you know of any Combatants with a mind-control Skill Root?" I continued with a question that weighed on my mind. There's no way I had forgotten about that strange individual that restricted my memories and thoughts.
"A 'mind-control' Skill Root?" She mutters while tapping her finger on her forehead. She seemed to be unable to come up with an answer immediately.
"I don't have any information regarding such rare Skill Roots." She continues while shaking her head.
"A 'rare' Skill Root?" I ask with curiosity. It's not like I haven't heard anything about Human Combatants from my parents. From how they spoke of Combatant Ranks, it was as if they were beings on an entirely different scale from humans, even the weakest Combatant Rank was able to fight evenly with Expert Swordsman.
Seriously... it looks like even Enigma wasn't aware that the Human Race and Beast Race was able to come up with techniques that could change their physiology on their own. If he did, he would have added it in the explanation he gave me about Mana Origins, and wouldn't have praised the Colourless Origin I had to such a degree.
Ah... I let my mind wander by accident and forgot to get back to the main point. For this type of Skill Root to be rare was within my expectations, if there really were so many users of such an ability, the world would be in chaos.
However, my curiosity towards what the Young Miss knew about Human Combatants was picked, since only nobles had access to in-depth knowledge passed through books.
"Indeed. The amount of Skill Roots in the world that can affect the body only appear in extremely special cases when it comes up Human Combatants." She nodded with intelligent eyes. Her smile seemed to predict my next question.
"And why is that exactly?" I once again ask without holding back my curiosity.
"Well..." Even though she already expected what I would ask, the answer for such a deep question wasn't as simple as it sounded, she opened a book that was placed on the table beforehand then showed me certain illustrations recorded within.
"Let me simplify it a little. As you already know, the Light Mana of a human's White Origin tends to transform into many other kind of 'energies' when released into the world around its user, it's the reason Ancient Humans known as Druids of the past were able to change the laws of nature merely by using their strong will." She explains while pointing at an illustration of a 'Druid' that was using magic to control the natural forces.
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I understood this part of her explanation quite well. It wasn't that long ago that I morphed my Mana into a 'kinetic energy' within my muscles.
In fact, the Psionic Energy within body right now can also be counted as a 'form' of Light Mana, just like how the different Element Auras were when I used to use Aura Manifestation technique at the Mortal Rank.
Ah... if only I had higher Magical Talent back then, I wouldn't have been so easy to push around if I had merged the scientific knowledge I had and the Magical Talent of a normal person I wouldn't have given up being a Mortal Rank Magical Swordsman like father.
Although Combatant Rank existences were praised as the main fighting force of all races, the drawback of having less options when using magic is noticeable when trying to travel the world, it is especially true when some Human Combatants find they have zero survival skills because they aren't able to do things Mortal Ranks do easily.
For example, people of this world use fire magic to light campfires, but wind type Skill Root users would find it impossible to adapt the remaining Mana that wasn't used to form a Skill Root within their Light Origins the same way a Mortal Rank could.
This isn't the difference talent towards Mana Control but more of a physiological issue that is unable to be overcome with sheer effort. A Human Combatant's Light Origin is just unable to accept energies incompatible with the Skill Root within them.
"Then what about Healers? Don't they improve the body's regenerative abilities with their Magic?" I still held hope that I would find some lead to the one who messed with my memories.
"It may sound like Light Mana is omnipotent, but that conclusion is very, very wrong. A humans Light Mana can control the natural laws of reality, yet unfortunately, it is unable to affect animate beings. Even the greatest Healers of the human race don't control the human body and instead trigger phenomenons that are able to nourish ones flesh.
Think of Healers as... those who create rain in order to nourish plants. That is the only comparison I can think of when describing it." The Young Miss shook her head helplessly. Her voice was apologetic that she couldn't help.
"So it's like that..." I felt a sense of enlightenment as I heard her words.
"Why are you looking for a 'mind control' Skill Root user anyway?"
"I suspect that there is someone within the mansion that can use this ability. I know it is impossible for normal Spells or Arts used by Mortal Ranks to affect the mind. So the conclusion I came up with that it's a Combatant Rank with such an ability." I didn't hide my thoughts and confessed what I knew.
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I didn't tell her I was controlled once by that Combatant Rank though, since all it would do is make her needlessly suspicious of me, she may even believe that I am just playing a prank on her.
"I don't know if a mind-control Skill Root user exists, but I'll trust you on this matter, there's no reason for you to lie to me about such a thing."
"Thank you." I felt reassured by her words. Even if we had become good 'friends', are relationship isn't deep enough for her to completely give me her trust, since there is a chance in her mind that I was just making a mountain out of a molehill.
"Don't even mention it. We are friends right?" She responds back with a wink.
"So how are you going to find that person? If there really is someone with a mind-control ability, it would be hard to find them if they don't want to be found, do you have a plan?" Her eyes sharpens as she asks deeply.
"There's someone I suspect but I really don't want my deduction to be correct for once." I say with a forced smile. A strong emotion resonated in my heart as I really didn't want to believe my deduction. Since the person I believed to be the culprit isn't a normal person.
"Don't worry about it. Even if that person has a powerful background. I will help you when you're in trouble."
"Since when did you become my reliable older sister?" I hid the dark emotions in my heart and joke.
"Never mind all that. Just tell me who you suspect already." She blushes in embarrassment as she changes the subject. She seemed adamant on getting an answer out of me regarding who I believed to be such a strong Combatant. She could probably tell from my tone that I really hated the mind-controller I talked about and looked like she wanted to help me out.
However, I couldn't accept her proposal. Since I knew she wouldn't have the heart to attack that person.
"I'll tell you later, okay? For now, I want to once again confess what I feel to Sylphy again." I made an excuse.
"Hmph! I try to help you and you're here hiding things from me. Not only that but you want to hit on my personal maid. Do you have no shame?" She snorts as a vein appeared on her head.
"Not that I know of." I feigned ignorance. Sorry Sapphire, I'll definitely make it up to you in the future, so please forgive me for this.
"Fine. I'll help you out, but if she rejects you again, do me a favour and stop chasing her skirt." She calmed her mind and gestured Merilin to come with her. Merilin was confused on where she going but didn't reject her.
She stopped playing with Sylphy and ran to keep up with the Young Miss who was already halfway out the Training Grounds. Sylphy reacted as well and followed behind her but was stopped by me who blocked her path.
Sylphy wasn't dumb and noticed her master left in order to let us have some alone time with each other. A blush appeared on her cheek as she waited for me to initiate the conversation.
Ah... My feelings for her are too strong and I don't know how to express them.
Oh! I know! I'll just let my heart control my actions instead of thinking of how I could describe how I feel!
[Support Skill- Combat Body!]
[Skill Overlay- Cognitive Drive!]
[Skill Overlay- Weightless Skeleton!]
[Main Skill- Heavenly Sword!]
The strong feeling of killing intent I had hidden deep in my heart bursted forth as I aimed to kill her in one blow!
However, my almost perfectly hid attack that I hid between the motion of me standing and stepping forward was easily blocked by Sylphy's ordinary sword. She no longer had that weird expressionless yet bashful face she had before. Instead there was only surprise in her eyes as a sinister smile curved on her mouth. I felt disgusted by that look she gave, it wasn't as if I was surprised she was able to block, since the person who had the ability to control my mind wouldn't be someone so weak.
"It seems you broke free, huh?"
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