Transmigrated as a Ghost

“It looks like we will have to explore the resort tomorrow.” Marcus said as he looked out the window and saw that the sky was already black outside.

Mrazivý, however, did not respond.

She was currently breathing heavily and was still recovering from what Marcus had done to her.

He had been feeling like he had been on the receiving end of her teasing for a little too long and decided to use this chance to get back at her.

Eventually she managed to recover enough sit up, and she fixed Marcus with a glare.

“I am going to make sure to get you back for this. You did not let up even when I begged you to.” Mrazivý said with a pout on her face.

“Well, I hope this teaches you the danger of that technique that Jaela showed you.” Marcus said, giving her a mischievous smile.

Soon enough, Mrazivý just let out a sigh and went to take a bath. And when she returned any ill feelings she had about how far Marcus had pushed her had been washed away. Admittedly she was not really all that mad to begin with.

“Here, I hope this helps you to forgive me.” Marcus said as he laid out a plate of food for Mrazivý.

While he had no need to eat, she certainly did, and it had been since breakfast since she last had anything.

Within just a couple of minutes she had inhaled the food Marcus had made for her and held out her plate for more. Obviously quite famished after all the exercise.

For the next few hours Marcus continued to make food for his gluttonous wife until she was satisfied.

“Do you feel better now?” Marcus asked while Mrazivý sipped on some tea.

“Yes, I do. Your food was as good as ever. I think I have managed to recover quite a bit now. Also, I think it is time for bed.” Mrazivý said, letting out a long yawn.

After that they both returned to bed and slept the night away. Intent on actually exploring the resort the next day.

Upon waking up they had a quick breakfast and exited their room for the first time in two days.

“I believe that the facility you wanted to see is this way.” Marcus said, leading the way.

Eventually after getting a little lost and having to fly up into the sky to get their bearings, they found what they were looking for.

“Wow they really did make a magic tool just to create waves to surf on!”

As the resort was surrounded by tall walls the waves inside it were quite tame, but in order to simulate the types of waves that could be found normally the resort had sectioned off a part of one of the beaches and installed a magic tool that caused large waves to appear which people could surf on.

“Yeah, I would say that clinches. I doubt anyone expect someone originally from Earth would come up with this. No way is anyone going to try surfing in the waters on this world with how many dangerous creatures live in it.” Marcus said, now absolutely sure that a reincarnation or transmigration was involved with this resort.

“For how much effort they put into it, this attraction does not seem all that popular.” Mrazivý said, looking at the very few people that were actually trying the place out.

“I imagine that is because most of the people that visit here are not the most physically inclined. The majority of nobles and wealthy merchants are likely not high enough level to be confident in their ability to stay on the board and do not want to end up looking foolish.” Marcus surmised.

“That makes sense I suppose. Still, I want to give it a try.” Mrazivý said with an excited sparkle in her eyes.

Quickly they lined up to try surfing out, and one of the staff members gave them instructions on how to surf.

“To start we will keep the waves pretty small, but if you feel confident you can ask that we make them bigger.” The staff members said to Mrazivý as she prepared to go out onto the waves.

A few other surfers were in the area, and it seemed that most of them were well practiced.

Watching them Mrazivý felt her competitive spirit rising and she decided that she would surf the biggest waves that the resort could produce.

‘Looks like this is not going to be any problem for her.’ Marcus thought, watching from the beach.

Mrazivý was currently level seventy-five, and her stats were incredibly high.

This gave her coordination that was well above a normal person’s and the small waves they started out with did not even cause her body to rock. It was like she was glued to the surfboard.

Quickly she asked for the speed and size of the waves to be increased and was soon racign aroudn the waves like an expert.

‘I suppose it helps that whenever she is about to fall, she can just use a small mana barrier to brace herself.’ Marcus thought while continuing to watch Mrazivý surf.

Within about half an hour she was surfing along the largest waves that the resort could safely produce and having a blast.

“I think I will join her now.” Marcus said as he picked up his own board.

“Sir, I would not recommend it. Those waves are too much for any beginner to handle right off the bat. Your wife is amazing, and I have never seen someone get the hang of it so quickly, but you should start with the smaller waves as she did.”

Naturally the member of the resort staff was worried. If Marcus got injured while on his watch it would mean trouble for him.

“No need to worry. This is not my first time surfing.” Marcus said before running out into the water, faster than the staff member could stop him.

Then when the first wave was coign upon him, he swiftly got on top of his board and began riding the wave.

He had surfed a few times back in his previous life and now that he had what could only be considered superhuman levels of agility he had no problems getting started even on the thirty-foot-tall waves.

‘I bet I could pull off some pretty crazy tricks as I am now.’ Marcus thought with a smile.

Moving up the wave he reached the top of it and launched himself high into the air.

There he did a few spins and flips in midair, before angling himself towards the next incoming wave.

Except, he could tell pretty much immediately he was not going to land properly without some course correction and used his spectral arm to carry himself back on course and land on the wave.

Mrazivý, after watching him for a minute, moved up next to him and began trying to outdo the wild tricks he was pulling off that no normal person would attempt.

“Hey, freezing the board to your feet is cheating.” Marcus yelled up to her.

Mrazivý had seen how he lowered his body and gripped the board with one of his hands so as not to lose connection with it while in the air and had decided that it would be easier and look cooler if she only applies a slight layer of ice to her feet where the board was connected.

Eventually they two of them started doing incredibly wild things that involved using their skills, and only when they finally returned to shore did they realize that they had gathered a crowd.

It was not every day, or any day for that matter, that people got to see two high-level individuals competing on what the grandest surfing trick they could accomplish was.

“That was most impressive. I have never seen magic and skills used like that before while surfing.” The staff member that had been helping them said upon their return.

A number of people that made up the audience watching them also gave their praise, and they were even offered jobs by the resort to put on surfing shows.

“Sorry, we are not interested at this time. We will let you know if we change our minds.” Mrazivý said to the manager that was trying to recruit them.

HE had found out easily enough that they were high level adventurers and wanted to hire them as security for the island and performers, as some of the other adventurers were.

“Seems like it is a bit afternoon now. How about we try one of the resort’s restaurants for lunch.” Marcus suggested.

Nodding her head Mrazivý agreed, and they headed to the nearest one and quickly made their orders.

“Here are your drinks and appetizers.” The waiter said.

“It smells really good.” Mrazivý said once the waiter was gone.

They had ordered a basket of fired calamari and some drinks that used the coconut milk from the titanium shelled coconuts they had found a couple days before.

Yet while the food was good and there was nothing wrong with it, the second Marcus took a sip of his drink he felt something forging trying to attach itself to his soul.