Regressor, Possessor, Reincarnator Chapter 9

After he beca firm in his resolution, Allens body relaxed.

He then moved one step forward. They said that the lower body was important. But then what about your upper body? Should you try to keep it still? It made a difference in movent.

Just like his lower body, his upper body moved in a relaxed manner.

No, this is

His weapon swayed.

Whack!

His balance wavered as his sword tore through the ground. Allen sat down and began to catch his breath.

Sigh, gasp, pant

His body ached at the still-unfamiliar movents. But he couldnt stop. It was a necessary preparation. No matter how one thought of it, there was nothing wrong with being too strong physically.

You sure are training hard in the morning, arent you?

He looked back to spot a person with dark red hair approaching.

How long hadshe been watching?

Being only Rank 1 with his one ring, he wasnt able to sense her approaching him.

Peeking at other people while theyre training isnt a good hobby, Miss Francisca.

He hardened his expression. Regardless of how basic the training was

I want to do it too, though

She smiled awkwardly and pointed behind her. Looking behind them, he saw several soldiers with buckets gathered together in the distance.

They ca to gather water, but then they found you here training

Oh.

He could only understand why she had taken it upon herself to visit him after seeing the soldiers.

Watching an aristocrat train without permission could be punishable by decapitation. However, that didnt an that you couldnt just wait for them to finish with their training.

Thats why I ca to see you. Though, it was very rude of , so it would be right for to apologize.

She lowered her head in perfect etiquette. Allen, stunned by her formal apology, nodded in response.

Since I am also to bla, I accept your apology.

She gave a strange look upon hearing his calm tone and then smiled soon after.

Is everyone else awake yet? Well split up once we get through the morning.

Yes. My grandfather woke up at dawn. And that scounthe young masters maid has taken care of everything. Unlike everyone else

Although it was obvious who she was talking about, Allen smiled quietly.

So then, sir, Im a bit curious about sothing. Would it be alright if I asked you about it?

What is it?

Allen took up his sword and turned towards the campsite, and she followed him. She twisted her waist-length hair around her fingers.

It was obvious what it was that she was curious about.

Are you curious about how it was possible for so much mana to co from one ring?

Yes! In theory, expanding a ring increases the speed of the circulation of mana. And then, that quickly flowing mana collides with other rings and creates resonance through that collision, which then increases the output.

Passionate for magic, she grew louder as she spoke. Allen listened to her without saying a word.

Until he said it.

Did you really co to only to ask about that?

Wh What?

Allen still couldnt believe that her innocent expression and widened eyes were an act.

Miss Francisca. You didnt co here because the soldiers needed you to, did you.

I dont know what youre talking about. Im here with the party

The campsite was noisy as the soldiers prepared to get up and move as soon as they cleared the tents.

Im not the only one you could've asked. Is there really no other reason why you ca to specifically?

If the soldiers saw him there, they would think about going to the other side to get water even if it took longer. Despite that, he couldnt ask her to leave just yet.

He didnt know why she was hitting a nerve. After his nightmare, he didnt want to worry about anything else.

If you arent going to tell now, then lets go.

Her steps began to slow.

Allen didnt care much about how she reacted. It was only a short conversation.

Well then About your disrespect

Allens tone changed from his previously respectful tone to his ordinary one.

I wont tolerate it any longer.

She stopped walking.

Allen brushed against her and continued walking past her.

Ill let you lie, sabotage other nobility, ask magicians their secretseverything. So dont cross any more lines. And also

He had nothing left to say.

Although the end of his speech wasnt the cleanest, he figured that shed gotten the gist of it.

Well, thats enough.

She watched Allens back as he walked away. And in the sa tone as she had before, she asked him another question.

Sir, may I ask you one more question?

Go ahead.

Do you believe in prophecies?

Prophecies Haha.

Allen pictured the black book that had co to him. It had recorded the events of the future before his regression. Is the book a ssenger of prophecy?

No, I dont believe in them, he replied flatly.

Prophecies suggested that there was a predetermined future. That would an that there would be no reason to do what he was doing. No reason to try to change the future that he had already lived.

Miss Francisca, youre quite naive despite your appearance.

The distance between them grew.

The church fell along with the ancient empire. Theres nobody left to believe in their old prophecies.

If there was a god, they wouldnt let him go against the destiny they had designed for him.

He didnt hear her answer and left her there while making his way back to the campsite.

Did she hear what I said?

Im sure she heard.

He could sll the preparations for breakfast nearing completion, and the aroma, even from afar, excited his stomach.

Francisca, still standing where Allen had left her, was still smiling.

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Francisca.

To describe her in one word is an easy task.

She was an insidious woman.

In her speech, in her behavior, and in her expressions; it was obvious that she was a woman who calculated and sched.

Apart from the tis in which she t jerks like Julius, she never showed her true feelings.

It wasnt clear when she beca like that. However, it was speculated that there was a scoundrel responsible for her trauma in the past.

The only reason why Allen knew relatively so much about her was simple.

Shes the granddaughter of our contracted sorcerer, Prindal. But

Due to her future endeavors, she got lots of attentionmore so than she really deserved for her abilities.

And thanks to that, the circumstances of her past beca widely known; that shed had trauma in the past related to a scoundrel.

If it wasnt because of that, then there would be no reason for herwho had already gathered four rings at such a young ageto side with the increasingly less powerful duke rather than the free city of Perta which housed many magic towers.

The sa thing goes for hiding her skills.

Because of it, she was able to grow her skills and beco such a freak.

She hated scoundrels. That was why she ca to try to kill them. No matter what circumstances she t them in, she killed them without reason.

If she was in a good mood, she would kill them with magic. And if she was in a bad mood, she would use a club.

Regardless of age, gender, position, or ethnicity

It all culminated when she finally beat to death the son of a Master of a magic tower who had caused her trauma.

While on the run, she t Julius who was able to get her away from the Masters pursuit and then beca his companion and traveled with him across the world.

That was all Allen knew about her.

He didnt know whether there was a single event or so series of circumstances that caused it.

He wouldnt have even cared at all if the rumor hadnt involved Julius.

Riding comfortably on his horse, Allen glanced behind him.

Francisca was acting normally, as though they had never had their conversation. Yet every once in a while, she would just quietly stare at him.

After she went silent, the party continued on without any problems to Hibelle, a northern city under the jurisdiction of the Reinharts.

Before noon, Julius and Prindal had made their way northwest to Gabia.

One thing that had changed was that, rather than Prindal, Francisca was accompanying Allen.

Isnt it obvious?

Before the regression, Julius and Francisca werent on good terms. Since she would often quarrel with Julius, he alsoat so pointstopped tolerating her.

So naturally, the situation was bound to be chaotic.

It was amazing how the two, whod had such a terrible relationship in the past, were able to improve their relationship to the extent where they were able to evade the Master of the magic tower later on.

This ti, however, Prindal requested Allen to accompany Francisca, and Allen readily accepted.

So then the party continued on without interruption. After another week of travel, they reached the foot of the Michellant Mountains.

Is that Hibelle?

A large, gray wall began to co into their line of vision.

It had been about ten days since they had set off on their journey.

They had arrived in Hibelle, the final city on the outskirts of the Michellant Mountains in the northern region of their territory.

As Allen approached the city, he was greeted by the scenery that hed already experienced once in his past life.

This is

One soldier from the groups jaw dropped. Masses of refugees had gathered by the wall, creating a commotion.

Soldiers loaded wagons as if in normal marketplaces while growing more anxious in the disturbing, warlike situation.

Franciscas expression, upon seeing the serious situation, stiffened slightly.

Allen maintained his calm face.

I wonder if itll end well this ti.

When they arrived at the castle gates, the guards allowed them to pass through right away without inspection. Allen and the rest of the party were able to et with Baron Bellourne of Hibelle imdiately after sending the soldiers to the barracks.

Oh, youve finally arrived!

The middle-aged man with prematurely gray hair left a gentle impression.

He smiled, as if ecstatic that the party had co to greet him imdiately after arriving at the city.

Thank you for your enthusiastic welco, Baron Bellourne.

Sir Allen, have you beco even more accomplished in magic? It appears even more extraordinary than before.

Oh, this is nothing.

Well now, who is this person?

After his greeting, Allen began introducing the rest of his party.