《Rebirth of Assassin》Chapter 18.5
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I sat on a sofa and looked at the person in front of me with a deadpan expression.
"W, why?! Why are you not affected by the Soul Burner?!!" The man in front of me was in his early 20's or so I presume, he has been saying the same words again and again for the past 6 hours.
The Soul Burner is a malicious skill that ignores any kind of defense and directly attacks the Soul, once your soul makes contact with this skill, your soul will start to slowly burn.
You will feel an indescribable pain, one that cannot be relieved.
"Here are some snacks Milady, and it is better to ignore that man." A really Oooold man handed down the 6th plate of 'snacks' which I quickly devoured.
"Hey, when will I be able to leave?" I asked with my mouth full.
These sweets that I'm devouring without mercy contains spiritual essence that boosts up my 'Soul', a treasure among treasure that only Re Moztier have the luxury to taste
"Milady, Your body's natural abilities are worth of praises so it should not be long before you gain consciousness." The oldman answered.
"Is that so~" I leaned my back on the couch and started to recall the tutorial of Re Moztier.
Despite the rumors that the Re Moztier Tutorial could make one go insane, it wasn't really bad. Perhaps some Re Moztier descendant could not take the sudden surge of the vast amount of knowledge, that's why they've gone insane.
It was really-- really simple! After the 'trial' they have inserted a bunch of skills, that detailed every skill of the Re Moztier has created, how to master them, and efficiently use them.
It was some kind of hereditary memory, as I feel like I could utilize them without difficulty, even though it is my first time seeing such skills.
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And after that is the infamous soul-testing, which this young man is in charge of, he will plant a soul burner to the person, slowly burning out their souls, of course, it has a cure, but you have to find them yourself before your soul dissipates into nothingness. This was the reason why many RE Mozier descendants have gone crazy and died.
But Phicia passed all of them without breaking a sweat.
It was actually very simple, as Phicia's soul, by transmigrating over has been strengthened several times, added to the fact that she was now a Master of a certain Faeri, it would actually be weird if this 'Soul-Burner' would affect her.
"You...! Are you-- No, that's impossible, they have already incarnated, and this time they should not be within the core descendants... " Jiuli slapped the table but soon contradicted his own words, then muttering under his breath as if the current situation was too much to handle.
"hmm, 'They'?" I tilted my head and looked over the oldman.
"They are the chosen ones, the previous hero and the one who has been maintaining the balance within this world... Your current existence is indeed shocking and worth to dig upon, would you mind if this old one checks upon your soul?" The oldman said in a solemn tone, then changed into an apologetic one,
"No thanks~" I 'politely' replied as I waved both of my hands.
Are you frick frankin' kidding me? Check upon my soul? Hey, that's too much of a cheat there!
My eyes twitched as I imagine that this oldman in front of me could check my soul at his will, and furthermore without my notice. But according to Luc, no skill like that exists.
The old man seemed to guess my thoughts as he laughed out loud.
"As I see it, you already know that no such skill exist." The old man wiped away his tears from laughing.
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"Please do pardon this oldman." He said he did not even bother to hide his sneer.
'Crafty old fox!'
"....." My lips hooked up and just silently smiled at the oldman.
"Gaaaah!!!" The youth jumped, then dramatically hugged the floor, his voice full of frustration.
"Young Master, your actions are about to cross the boundary, I hope that you stop it at this instance." The old man reminds the Young Man.
'I wonder whose master of whom.'
*Ding* *Ding* *Ding* *Congratulations! Your body has successfully evolved as a Re Moztier!*
My lips hooked up, I snapped my finger and twirled around. After that, my illusory body started to dissolve as my consciousness faded.
Now, what had actually happened back there?
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"She's finally gone. How'd it go, Aud?" The young man stood up, dusted off his clothes and he sat on the sofa.
"This one is deeply ashamed to say but... This one's skill was incompetent and could not distinguish her soul..."
"What... What in the goddess's name is happening." Hearing the Old Man's words the young man was stupefied.
Although there was really no skill that would let one scan the soul, one can just personally look at the soul and distinguish it from experience.
"Is she a unique soul? A God's incarnation? A Puppet soul? A fragmented soul of a primordial being?" Hundreds of thoughts flashed through the young man's mind but he could not come to a firm conclusion.
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Within the Ex Notorio Manor; Frost Manor
Jak Foyl (Grandfather) is kneeling on the floor, while Gyza Darc stood in an imposing manner.
Her face was dark enough that one could wring an ink out of it.
A/n: means, she's extremely angry.
"Haa? Have you gone old, that your skills have started to rot?! Even a toddler was able to pinpoint your location?!"
"What excuse do you have now?! That Phicia has the Imperial blood which is why she is more sensitive to this kind of matter!?" Her voice thundered over the room, it was a good thing that they were inside the Study room that had the soundproof enhancement, lest, Gyza's voice could have spread through the whole kingdom.
"..." Jak Foyl kneeled there, unmoving, but his eyes were in a deep contemplation.
Even he could not understand it.
Just how exactly did Phicia sense his presence? The whole Empire was buzzing at how his highness the 6th Prince has awakened his initiate power at the tender age of three!! But there was little news regarding the 4th Princess, Phicia Lhine. Although their Ex Notorio Clan had been laying low for years, that doesn't mean that they are not doing anything, they make sure that their 'Sleeping Spies' in the Imperial Palace gives out the latest news of the Imperial Family.
It seems like his son-in-law does have some ability. But remembering how his daughter has been embarrassed by the Queen and several consorts, the good feelings that haven't started to bloom yet, was already gone.
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