Reincarnated Hero System

|Unforged Vanquisher (The Unforged)

Type; One handed Sword.

What was left behind from a once great adventurer who perished at the hands of the ‘Spider Nemesis’ Cheisnih.

This sharp sword can seemingly pierce through anything. When swung, one can almost see the rift it tears in the air.

Effect;

Scoring hits on opponents increases overall attack power by 5% for thirty seconds. This effect can be stacked for a maximum of five times. Can only occur once every ten seconds. |

It was a weapon that allowed him to increase his overall attack power by 25% if he scored five hits on his opponent.

Even if the effect had a ten second cooldown, he was more than satisfied to obtain it.

‘If I played my cards right, I could upgrade it and increase the duration!’

Evan was about to jump up in joy when he heard a familiar female voice from behind him.

“What are you doing?”

He turned around and was met with the figures of Iolana and Merle. The younger sister was helping her older sister whose body was weakened to stand.

The Flambourne mage’s fiery red eyes went from Evan’s shocked face to the weapon in his hands.

“Where did the weapon come fr- Oh.”

She wanted to ask him where he got the sword but upon seeing the pile of weapons behind him, her questions were answered.

Evan then snapped out of his shock and went back to rummaging through the pile of weapons, tossing out any he considered to be ‘shit’ or ‘scrap’.

“Aha! A magic catalyst for a mage like you!”

He pulled out two magic catalysts and appraised one of them before nodding in affirmation.

|Atlas of Memories

Type; Magic catalyst.

A cloud atlas containing distant memories. Its endless transformations reveal the power within.

Effect;

Elemental damage is increased by 10%, with a chance to deal double damage. |

It wasn’t as grand as the unforged, but it was still a good weapon nonetheless. Its appearance reminded him of a large 30cm long dictionary despite its light weight.

It was blue in colour and had silver rimmed edges.

He tossed it towards Merle who reflexively caught it. Seeing that, Evan couldn’t help but comment.

“You have really good reflexes, you caught the potions with ease earlier too.”

“Thank you but, what’s this…?”

“Spoils of war. It’s a magic catalyst that’s better than the one you have now.”

He then tossed the second catalyst alongside the sword into his inventory before speaking to the stunned Merle.

“Can we leave now, it’s getting late and I don’t really want to spend more time here.

If you want to take the rest of the weapons to the guild to sell, i can carry them for you.”

Merle pondered on Evan’s suggestion for a moment before agreeing to it. Evan nodded and picked up the crate, placing it in his inventory the moment after.

“Shall we leave this disturbing place, now?”

Evan asked with a bow, causing the older woman to chuckle a bit before she nodded in affirmation.

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Adventurer’s Guild Geto City

Great Western Empire

November 5th

Year 1051

The trip back to the city was as uneventful as Evan wished, with the party arriving at the city gates just a bit after sunset.

They made their way to the adventurer’s guild building to submit their dungeon exploration report, along with their spoils of war; namely the crate of weapons Evan discovered.

However, when they wanted to collect their rewards from the guild, they discovered that the only two people with the qualifications to mark their quest complete, the guild master and his vice, were currently out of town.

“What? We just met him this morning!”

“Sorry but the guild master didn’t expect you to come back this quickly so he said he would issue the permit when he returns.”

“And when is that if I may ask?”

“Within three to five days. The place the city lord sent him and the vice guild master to seems to be quite far,”

Hearing the receptionist’s reply to his question, Evan couldn’t help but let out a voice of surprise.

“The city lord can do that?”

“Provided the adventurer’s guild is an organization occupying land in his territory, yes he can send the guild master on errands provided it is in relation to the city’s well being.”

Merle narrowed her eyes in displeasure upon hearing the receptionist’s reply, however, there was nothing she could do as even she did not know where the guild master went to.

“What about the weapons, can we sell them?”

“Oh! Yes, you can. We can get them appraised and you should have the results earliest by tomorrow morning, latest by next tomorrow morning.

After that we can begin the negotiations to select suitable prices for each of the weapons. As there are quite a lot, I suggest you keep your entire day open for this.”

The receptionist’s gloomy face brightened up at the thought of the guild acquiring good weapons and armour in bulk. As for their origin, she could not care less.

Seeing her honest reaction made Evan break out into laughter as he waved her off and turned to Merle.

“So, we meet here in the morning two days later?”

“Yes. It was good working with you.”

“I could say the same.”

The two exchanged parting words and Merle went back to Iolana and Nodin while Evan went back to his inn to take a bath and sleep!

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While Evan was thinking about how he would sleep for at least a day, a battle was unfolding between two beings in another part of the continent.

**SWISH!!

A great sword cleaved through the air with enough force to split a full-grown human in two, nevertheless, its intended target only heaved a sigh of disappointment as he casually dodged the blade.

The force generated by the slash went on to smash the trees behind him into pieces. He attempted to turn his gaze towards the broken trees and was about to comment but his assailant refused to let him as a thin rapier came piercing through the air.

He rose his hand and grabbed the blade of the rapier with his bare left hand before pulling it closer to himself, along with its wielder.

“Huh?”

A stunned voice rang out as the wielder of the rapier was pulled along with the weapon, courtesy of the man’s enormous physical strength.

He clenched his right fist and threw out a punch towards the stomach of the rapier’s wielder.

**BAMMM!!!

Unlike the great sword slash earlier, his punch hit its intended target, forcing them to lose their grip on their weapon and even sending them flying in the air.

Despite being the one dishing out the attack, the man sensed something wrong and looked at his fist.

He could see a bruise on his fist and even felt like one of his fingerbones was broken.

“Tsk…I ended up using it in the end.”

The feminine voice he heard made him turn his golden eyes in the direction of the speaker.

In front of him was the person whose torso he just punched, a girl standing at 170 cm who had her black hair tied into a ponytail on the right side of her head using a gold-colored crown-shaped hair accessory.

She had dark gray irises with a glowing crest within each of them.

Perhaps reflecting her tomboyish lifestyle and energetic personality, her outfit consisted of a yellow hoodie and pants, a black tank top, red socks and white running shoes.

Strapped to her back, was a one-handed sword that was completely mismatched with what she was wearing.

She cracked her neck as she stared at the man in front of her who was still alternating his gaze between her and his fist.

“Why so surprised? You said you wanted to know what my ‘power’ was, right? Ain’t no way I’m telling you for free.

Either you give me the information I want or you figure it out for yourself.”

As she spoke, she unstrapped the sword from her back and pulled out the blade from its sheath. It had the appearance of a ceremonial blade with intricate designs and ornaments all over it.

In no way did it look like it was suitable to use in a fight against someone, much less an opponent obviously more powerful than its wielder but the girl only gave a fearless grin while tightening her grip around this weapon.

She studied the man who was still holding up his now healed fist and couldn’t help but heave a sigh of disappointment.

He was a tall, attractive man with lightly tanned skin and a muscular build. He had golden eyes and very long, purple hair tied in a ponytail.

Donning a red shirt atop a pair of black jeans with a cardigan over it, his current appearance suited all her tastes to a ‘T’.

‘So this is the ‘Strongest Human’. Pity he’s a jackass though.’

She thought this as she kicked off the ground and dashed towards him with her sword raised high.

Upon seeing the girl fearlessly dashing towards him, the man revealed a satisfied grin as he thought to himself.

‘Show me your power, Oh ‘Third’.’