Reincarnated Hero System

Evan found himself sitting on a hill, staring at the sunset as autumn winds blew, rustling the leaves of the trees behind him.

Beside him was someone who had their hand held out towards the sun. Unlike the sun he was familiar with from his home world, this was Red in colour.

“I just remembered something that someone once told me. I believe his exact words were;

‘Most people only used their weapons to direct their attacks, more like gestures for activating attacks.

That is the reality of things at certain levels of power. The level of skills would matter but that’s only when dealing with low numbers of enemies in the dozens or so.

Your actual weapon skills and in-depth understanding of the weapon only matter when using anti-unit abilities.

But when it comes to Anti-fortress, anti-army, and anti-54c%^ level abilities, no one really gives a shit how skilled you are.

After all, most of your attacks would either be energy-based, or attacks with “^£c4r, or powers of 9£%d.

Nevertheless, it doesn’t mean you should not learn to use weapons properly as in an event where you meet an opponent on the exact same level, your proficiency in weapon wielding may be what decides your fate.’

It was something that stuck with me for a long while and even helped me in discovering my own unique style of battling.

You may wonder why I’m telling you this but, to be honest, there’s no real reason, perhaps I want to help you find your own way the way he did to me.

Who knows?…”

The person chuckled as Evan felt a hand land on his shoulder before the voice continued.

“…you might probably remember this even after all ‘this’ ends and you get the rest you deserve.”

That was the last thing Evan heard as his vision gradually went dim.

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Evan felt someone tapping him on his shoulder and groggily opened his eyes to meet with a pair of sapphire eyes that fit perfectly on the beautiful face of the owner.

His gaze trailed down to see the owner’s moist lips glowed with a peach-like light pink before travelling back up to meet with the pair of sapphire eyes that stared at him in silence.

“…”

“…”

“…You awake now?”

Finally, the owner of these eyes, Eliza, broke the silence between the two of them as she moved her face away from over his.

Evan turned his gaze out the window and realised that the carriage had temporarily come to a stop for the night as some of the travellers could be seen setting up camp outside.

“Um…can you get off my shoulder now, it hurts.”

Hearing Eliza’s voice, Evan finally realised that he had been resting his head on her shoulder all this while, his eyes widening in surprise as he sat upright immediately.

“Sorry bout that.”

“No worries, you must have been a lot more tired than we thought, seeing as you slept like a log throughout the journey here.”

Evan thought about the fact that he closed his eyes to sleep when it was morning, now the setting sun could be seen from the west as he stretched his body.

“Hmm? Why do I feel weird when I see the setting sun?

Could it have to do with my dream? Come to think of it, what was my dream even about?

I barely remember what happened.”

“If you don’t know then how am I supposed to know?”

Eliza’s reply to his question made Evan realise he had been thinking out loud as he shook his head and came down from the carriage.

He looked around the area where they were in and saw they had stopped in a small clearing not too far from the road but not too deep into the forest that was on both sides of the road.

He looked around for Pride and was unable to see her, finally resorting to using his connection with her to find her location.

‘What’s she doing there?’

He navigated through the trees with ease as he eventually came across Pride standing a few feet away from a small stream that ran through the forest.

“What’s up?”

“Hmm? You’re finally awake.

As for me, I’m just admiring the scenery.”

Evan looked around him before turning back to Pride and replying.

“There doesn’t seem to be much of a scenery to admire…it’s just trees everywhere.”

Pride, on the other hand, ignored Evan’s words as she squatted to the ground and put her hands into the stream.

“When are you going to unseal my siblings?

I was the first to be placed in that dungeon so I have no idea where the rest are, but I’m sure you know their locations.”

“When I’m done with my business at the ‘Mansion of the Damned’, I’d go to the ‘Tower of Avarice’ located in a country north of Kasteblum.”

Evan’s reply brought a smile to Pride’s face as she instantly figured out which of the Seven Deadly Sins was sealed in the ‘Tower of Avarice’.

She called out his name with longing in her voice as she drew her fingers across the surface of the stream.

“Greed…it really has been a while.”

The high demon shook her head before standing upright and turning to Evan before asking.

“Are you going to enter a contract with him?”

“Yeah, I was hoping on using your help to make that easier.”

Pride nodded upon hearing Evan’s reply, however, her facial expression turned stern in the next moment as she spoke up.

“Be careful. The more of us you contract with, the stronger our influence on you is.”

“Huh? What do you mean by that?”

Evan asked but the high demon ignored him and walked back to the camp, arriving just in time for them to share out dinner for the day.

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Royal Palace

Gerfast

Great Western Empire

December 15th

Year 1051

“So, you’re saying that an eleven-year-old kid single-handedly bested you and your knights?”

The annoyed voice of the Great Western Empire’s Emperor, Rudeus Hayes rang out across the silent hall as his blue eyes coldly gazed at the knights in front of him.

He rested his elbow on the armrest of his chair, his chin propped up on his palm while his other hand impatiently tapped the other armrest of the chair.

Seated on a similar chair beside him was a woman with deep black hair and gray eyes who heaved a sigh of exasperation upon seeing her husband’s state.

Empress of the Great Western Empire, Claudia Hayes, tapped her husband’s shoulder and whispered something in his ear.

His impatient taps on the armrest ceased as he sighed before turning to the other two people in the room.

One of them was a Kind and easy-going-looking man with black hair and eyes. He was standing to the side of the room with a sword on his waist.

Beside him was a considerably handsome man with a bored look on his face. He had long, silver hair and was dressed in a dark blue robe that matched his blue eyes.

They were none other than the Captain of the Imperial Guard, Finley Thompson, and Chief Court Mage Jenson Burke.

“The both of you interacted with Evan the most before he vanished, do you think he can become strong enough to best a fully-fledged knight in just six months?”

Hearing the question they were asked, Jenson tilted his head to the side while lost in thought, after a few seconds, he finally seemed to have come to a conclusion and nodded in affirmation.

“I think so too, his growth speed was…frightening, to say the least.

He perfectly replicated every move, every technique, and every movement I showed him as if he had been doing so for years.”

Finley spoke up a few seconds later, a nostalgic look on his face as he remembered the shock he went through when Evan replicated his footwork technique in just one try.

Rudeus’ eyes widened as he heard Finley’s reply, his thoughts going into overdrive as he began to recalculate his plans for Evan.

‘I had to call Ralphie back because of the deal I made with Laurene.

However, his presence is needed if we want to gain more insight into the things called ‘Dimensional Rifts’, and the symbol in his eyes is closely related to the rifts.

Whatever is on the other side of the rift, we need to know. We can’t have another situation like the invasion of a thousand years ago.’

As he was lost in his thoughts, he did not notice Jenson and Finley turn their gazes to the door simultaneously.

The next moment, the door opened to reveal the figure of a girl with straight chestnut-colored hair of shoulder length.

She had blue eyes that were similar to those of the emperor and she emitted an air of maturity that made people forget she was just eleven.

Within her irises, a crest could be seen, a single letter written in an ancient language lost to time.

Its meaning; Truth.