Bro, I'm not an Undead!

The innards of Genhuis City were spectacular.

The city was so large that the entry and exit activity at the gate didn’t feel as crowded or stifling as one would see from small cities despite the rough population of this city being, at an estimate, close to sixty million.

Disorderly arrangements of hawkers and merchants at the front of the city were not evident. The Capital Service made sure that distinguished guests wouldn’t have to be met with that when first entering into the city.

Neat streets paved well with stonework and concrete could be seen branching into the systematic districts, yet their beauty was masked by the snow.

Everywhere one went, there wasn’t a shack where some hooligan made a base of operations but a formal shop or cabin at the very least where one would sell their wares, the ones one would see here being some of the more renown stores.

Among the low built stretches of buildings, larger ones could be seen standing out in different locations all the way up to the very centre of the city a vast distance away where one could see a massive mansion.

This belonged to the Governor, along with the catered lands around it.

Yuyui, unlike Skullius who couldn’t see anything, was witnessing everything that Silrat had written with vibrantly glowing eyes.

“Master! There’s the seven towers that this rat person you keep talking about wrote! Oh and the other tower… wooow it’s so beautiful!” Yuyui said with a cheer while also gazing up.

The sun…

She finally saw it!

The seven towers she saw were tall but very lean, evidently not made for the habitation of multiple people. They were scattered about, their positioning being strategic as they covered equal portions of the settlement.

Seemingly ordinary bricks and blocks made them, giving a mundane visage to their look but no one actually believed such a face value analysis.

As for the building Silrat said was the Academy….

It was indeed quite beautiful.

It stood out, to say the least.

Its girth was perplexing.

The shiny exterior which looked like it was made up of shield like pieces of diamond that sparkled in the light with a silvery blue hue, was more than enticing, causing a strange glittery effect that attracted people’s eyes.

The shape of the tower in its almost 300 meter ascent was like that of a screw, woven up on its mass from a broad base as it went, up to the sharp peak.

Unfortunately, Skullius couldn’t see all this.

While his sensory range had vastly increased, it couldn’t cover much of this vast city, not that he had expected it to in the first place.

Right now, to ensure that he was aware of everything happening in his immediate surroundings, Skullius was using a skill he developed using his Inner and Outer Domains as a template.

Actually ‘developed’ would be an overstatement as the skill only came into existence after Skullius used the repetition card unconsciously.

This skill was called [Koten Machi].

Just like with most of his cases of repetition, a skill was formed, though unnamed, as was the case with [Perfect Night Domain] and [Bead of Malevolence] when he first attained them.

Skullius had to name the skill himself, which he did by borrowing the words meaning ‘near’ and ‘far’ from a local dialect he had learned from one of the bandits he met.

He had taken a liking to it.

‘Koten’ was near and ‘Machi’ was far.

The skill description also made sure these ranges were specified as Koten was Skullius’ absolute zone of sense, maintained at a radius fifty meters while Machi was a whooping mile.

What was unique about this skill was that it forcefully incorporated [Elevated Mana Manipulation] into Koten to ensure that Skullius could pick up on anything and everything.

Still, all this didn’t measure up to having sight when in this specific circumstance and Skullius was not sure using [Crude World Projection] was a good idea.

“If I may, Master Festos. Are you perhaps… blind?” Daggs finally decided to throw out the question he had been meaning to ask since he retrieved Skullius from the gate.

The Hybrid Luman turned to him.

“Yes I am. But don’t worry, bro. I’m aware of my surroundings,” Skullius replied.

“Yes! Master might be blind, but he can see everything! He even notices things right before they happen!” Yuyui said excitedly while bouncing up and down like a child.

One had to wonder…

How old was she before the Temple fiasco?

‘Master?’ Daggs wondered.

What was the relationship between these two?

Also, was Yuyui implying that Skullius was precognition?

Yuyui wasn’t lying.

Even if she was quite lost in the times, she could tell when some things were…unnatural.

Skullius often noticed a lot of things. Too many things.

While fighting some of the bandits, it almost seemed like he had precognitive abilities at times because of the way he fought. Or perhaps he was just fast?

Yuyui didn’t know exactly but she knew it was weird.

The answer though, was…

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[Beyond the Hype | None ]

-Passive-

Every aspect of the user’s being naturally processes all information fed into it at twice the normal capacity.

-Active-

When the user is excessively excited, the <CURSED BLOOD CELLS> will be supercharged, producing an artificial form of adrenaline that allows the user to process information with every aspect of their being at fifteen times their current capacity.

Mana Requirements: —

Duration: —

Cooldown: —

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The skill, [HYPED] which forcibly evolved after being funnelled with energy by the [Luminant Seed], was responsible for this.

“I see,” Daggs said as he sweat lightly.

This was one of the combatants hired and signed into the Family for the Premium Age Royale.

So far, all he knew was that he was freakishly sensitive and… he was blind!

Why was he blind just three days before the event began?!

The attendant breathed out the frustration he felt inside and nodded.

He didn’t have anything else to say or ask lest he get a heart attack from it.

The feud within the Bryne Family was going to get even more monstrous.

The three passed through various corners and streets of the city, Yuyui enjoying the abundant sights that she hadn’t gotten to see in centuries.

Things had changed quite a bit.

Time waited for no man, they said and for a brief moment, the woman felt a bit disheartened to know that while she was trapped, no one cared.

Everything and everyone moved on as if she never existed in the first place.

The sorrow bore down on her as she silently bit on her lips, but when she looked at Skullius, remembering what he had declared to Bassbion…

‘I’m someone’s convenient solution,’ Yuyui thought.

As Skullius had put it, he had found her right when he needed her.

She had purpose.

She was needed.

A smile bloomed on her face once more.

A rather lengthy walk later, characterised by lots of turning, bumping into strangers and grabbing Yuyui before she could assault food stalls, the three finally reached an area less populated by the majority.

Only those with class could be seen, carriages moving up and down a clean street decorated with large houses and fountains.

It was like a district for the wealthy.

When sensing the many carriages going in and out, Skullius couldn’t help but wonder why he hadn’t been received by carriage as well.

He would have loved to explore the city, if that was the idea but it was of little use to skim through the surroundings when he couldn’t see.

It didn’t take long for Daggs to come to a halt before a rather beautiful compound with a nicely cut lawn and a expansive mansion within its bounds.

Though there were many of these, they came in different shapes and sizes, brief distances between them to allow for some amount of privacy.

“We are here,” Daggs said with a comfortable sigh.

That long, awkward journey was not pleasing at all.

Fortunately, someone hurried to deliver him from the continued depressing presence he had had to ‘enjoy’.

On one of the stone benches on the lawn, a young girl who looked to be between ten and twelve years old rushed up to meet the three.

“Lady Terese,” Daggs gave a short bow to which the girl waved him off, her eyes remaining planted on Skullius and Yuyui.

Suddenly, the girl broke into a laughing fit while pointing at the two, much to their confusion.

“Hahahahaha! One of these two is big sister Stylla’s fighter?” she asked mockingly with a squeaky voice that stabbed Skullius the wrong way, more than even her words which showed a clear cut lack of respect ever could.

“Big brother’s fighter is waaaay better!” the girl said with a childish snort.