Reincarnated with the King’s Power

Chapter 71

I lifted my heavy eyelids and looked around.

My vision was dark.

I felt a pain as if a sword were stabbing my Mana Heart as it refluxed.

My heart throbbed.

“……”

Before me, Hegel, who had also suffered a reflux, lay collapsed, and Celot was catching his breath as if he would collapse at any moment.

They weren't the only ones who had reached their limit.

[Synchronization with the Magic Tower's mana is being released.]

“……Cough.”

Killian belatedly coughed up a mouthful of blood that had welled up.

As the violet mana drained away, the reflux surged into his empty Mana Heart.

The backlash from overusing the sword had arrived.

‘A blessing in disguise.’

Without the Magic Tower's help, not only would I have been unable to use an 8-star sword, but I would have had to prepare for death, not just a reflux.

Flop.

I collapsed right where I stood and sat in a cross-legged sitting position.

I tried to hold onto my fading consciousness and controlled my breathing to correct the flow of the refluxing mana.

Sss. Sssss.

Mana at the level of a 1-star rose.

Tzzzzz. Tzzz.

Not far away, I could feel Celot, who was in a similar predicament, controlling his mana.

Sssss.

Tzzzzz.

Blue and violet mana rose quietly.

This small action now would determine whether or not permanent damage would be inflicted on our Mana Hearts.

Unlike Killian, Celot, whose synchronization with the Magic Tower hadn't been released, showed signs of a quick recovery.

‘I can leave the cleanup to Sir Celot.’

Phew.

Killian let out a small breath.

Soon, the mages of the Cornelia Family who had been watching the Floor of Training would arrive.

Hegel Cornelia wouldn't be able to use magic for a while due to the reflux, but he had already reached 8-star.

Once he recovered his stamina and Mana Heart, he would be able to wield 8-star mana at any time.

‘Stabilizing the 8-star is another matter… but well, he should know how to manage a Heart Break.’

It seemed that I had helped Cornelia enough.

How much time had passed like that?

“My Lord!”

“Young Master Killian!”

“Are you all….”

From a distance, I heard the urgent voices of Arles, Sharle, and a few others.

Despite that, Killian focused on controlling his mana.

Just when I thought I was entering a state of selflessness with my extreme concentration.

[Killian Eurasia.]

An androgynous voice echoed in my head.

It didn't take long to realize it was the same voice I had heard when synchronizing with the Magic Tower's mana.

[That was an interesting sword.]

‘The Magic Tower is speaking…?’

But the difference from before was that it was using a colloquial tone, unlike the dry tone that had conveyed general information.

[The first mana user to defy the Gods, Adamas.]

‘……!!’

[You've become a more interesting fellow than I thought, haven't you?]

‘What….’

Before Killian could react.

[You foolish being.]

Violet mana once again flowed into Killian's body as he was calming the reflux.

‘You. Who….’

[If you were reincarnated in such a body, there must be a reason.]

Against Killian's will.

[I hope ‘this power’ will be of help to your foolish dream.]

An ocean of mana flowed into him, stirring up the reflux.

Killian's consciousness, which had been controlling the surging mana, was cut off.

***

I opened my eyes.

What I saw was a pure white ceiling.

“……”

Looking around, I saw a long tube connected to my left arm.

At the end of the tube was an unidentified liquid.

‘An IV drip…?’

It was a basic treatment method where a Stamina Recovery Potion or a Mana Recovery Potion was directly injected into the body to facilitate recovery.

It was a method used by knights for quick recovery after strenuous training, but for some reason, its effect was different from what I knew.

‘Did they use a magic tool to enhance the effect?’

The tube injecting the liquid was engraved with the 3-star magic ‘Haste’, the bag containing the recovery potion with the 4-star magic ‘Osmotic Pressure’, and the bed I was lying on with the 5-star magic ‘Air Blow’.

‘A method befitting a prestigious magic family.’

It showed a level of integration where magic was imbued not only in combat but also in tools used for daily life.

This was a part that showed the gap with Eurasia.

In addition, the pure white room, which seemed to imitate a temple's bedroom, was engraved with the 6-star magic ‘Wind Press’. It would likely try to crush any unauthorized person who attempted to enter or leave.

Only then did Killian check his body, which had been hidden under the sheet.

‘It was throbbing as if it would split apart.’

The reflux had subsided at some point.

Pfft.

The corners of my mouth curled up on their own.

“Seeing as I survived, it seems it ended safely.”

I had only intended to lightly check on Cornelia's situation, but I ended up risking my life.

“An 8-star.”

A realm that only a few of my close friends in the past had reached.

Having reached such a realm, Hegel Cornelia had as good as already left his name in the continent's history.

What came to mind later was the voice that had echoed in my ears just before I fainted.

‘It was definitely the voice I heard when synchronizing with the Magic Tower.’

The content was too unsettling to be simply dismissed as a dream.

‘I could assume the Magic Tower spoke to me directly… but how did it know I was Adamas.’

Ssk.

Killian raised his hand to the sensation on his neck.

“……”

A pendant indicating direct lineage to the Cornelia family was in his hand.

It was the item used to synchronize with the Magic Tower.

‘Have they not retrieved it yet?’

Now that Hegel's matter was resolved, there was no longer any need for me to use it.

‘It wouldn't be good to deceive the tower for long.’

Since it was an item I had modified on the fly, the sooner it was returned to its original state, the better.

It was when Killian was contemplating this unresolved question.

A knock was heard.

“Young Master Killian, it’s me.”

“……”

Without waiting, Sharle entered.

Her complexion looked much better in many ways than when I first saw her.

“The Lord?”

“To worry about the Lord as soon as you wake up, I’m a little touched.”

“I don't have the strength for idle chatter.”

“I suppose so. You were unconscious for a week.”

“A week…?”

Killian's face stiffened at the unexpected length of time.

“Yes. It seems you sleep a lot, contrary to your appearance.”

Smirk.

Sharle gave a friendly smile.

‘This is bad. I've been away for too long without any contact.’

Even for allied families, being out of contact for so long was not good for either side.

‘The Annihilation Squad that can be contacted immediately is….’

Sharle seemed to have read Killian's thoughts.

“Don’t worry. I sent a messenger bird to Eurasia. I've been in contact with Sir Philip of the Annihilation Squad.”

“……”

It was a relief to hear.

With this, the already understaffed Annihilation Squad wouldn't have to come looking for me unnecessarily.

“I relayed to them that the Annihilation Squad Leader would be staying for about a month to promote friendly relations between our two families.”

“A month?”

Killian tilted his head at the longer-than-expected duration.

“Yes. Wouldn’t that much time be necessary to persuade the Lord and look around the Secret Repository?”

“No way.”

“Let me answer your first question. The Lord woke up a day before you, Young Master.”

‘I've bought some time.’

If I wanted to enter the Secret Repository, it would be faster to negotiate directly with the Lord, Hegel, rather than persuading the acting head, Celot, and the elder, Kiel.

Sharle smiled brightly and continued.

“In addition, he said to call for him anytime his son-in-law wakes up.”

“That joke has gone too far.”

Killian let out a hollow laugh and raised himself up.

Since he wanted to see me, there was no need to delay.

‘My body has recovered enough.’

It was comparable to drinking a recovery potion made by Loen herself.

As I twisted my body to remove the IV, the pendant tied around me swayed.

“Come to think of it, why wasn't this taken?”

“It wasn't that we didn't take it, but that we couldn't.”

“……?”

“You synchronized with the Magic Tower and used an unreasonable sword. And….”

“And?”

With a troubled expression, Sharle leaned in and whispered.

“The relationship between you and me has been engraved in the Magic Tower.”

***

I woke up after a week and rested for one more day.

After a simple meal with Sharle, I headed to the Lord's private reception room.

‘This feels strangely new.’

The Kingdom of Cornelia, famous for producing renowned mages.

It fell after being defeated in the war with the Empire, and now it was a family that reigned as a prestigious magic family in the western frontier.

‘It was something unimaginable 200 years ago.’

Eurasia and Cornelia.

Once powerful kingdoms had now become families of the frontier, looking for new opportunities.

“The Lord wished for a private audience.”

At Sharle's nod after she finished guiding me, a guard knight opened the door.

“I hope the conversation goes well.”

After passing through the door and walking for a few more minutes, a wide, elegantly decorated hall appeared.

“Welcome, Young Master Killian.”

Violet hair that hung down to his earlobes, a gaunt face, and sharp eyes.

Hegel Cornelia, looking more astute than before, welcomed Killian.

His complexion was somewhat pale due to the reflux, but his mind seemed to have fully recovered.

“This is the second time we've met.”

Having left Aether behind, Killian greeted him with a light nod.

“Thanks to you, my head almost came off.”

As Hegel tilted his head back, a scar running diagonally to his chin was revealed.

It was a scar created when Killian, after destroying the two Solaris with a Black Flash, had swung Aether.

“I was almost melted by your magic, my Lord.”

Killian replied by showing the burn on the back of his hand.

It was a part that hadn't fully healed because it had been seared by 8-star mana.

“……”

“……”

A moment of silence passed.

And then.

“Wahahahaha!”

Suddenly, Hegel burst into laughter.

‘Unlike Sir Celot or Sir Kiel, he is quite broad-minded.’

So broad-minded it was surprising.

Hegel only stopped laughing after another 30 seconds.

“Indeed, you are Simon's son. So different from my own children.”

“You praise me too much.”

“No need to be falsely modest. I meant it sincerely.”

“……”

“So, you want to enter the Secret Repository?”

“Yes.”

“Do you know what that means?”

“I made a promise with Lady Sharle. I have only come to receive the rightful reward for it.”

“Hmm. But it seems you've already received a sufficient reward.”

Hegel said, looking at the pendant on Killian's neck.

A magic tool that allows synchronization with the Magic Tower.

‘He heard from Sharle.’

She had told me that the temporarily modified pendant couldn't even be removed for some reason.

A marital relationship with Sharle, a direct descendant of Cornelia.

‘I've ended up in an absurd situation.’

I didn't know why the pendant wouldn't come off.

One thing was certain: I had gained the ability to synchronize with the Magic Tower on a level equal to a Cornelia blood relative.

Killian met the eyes of the beaming Hegel.

‘Surely he doesn't really intend to make me his son-in-law.’

For him, who had lived most of his life by the sword, marriage was an issue he had never even considered.

“My condition from the start was the Secret Repository. Since you've reached 8-star, please be generous.”

“You have an unusual personality, just as I've heard. The Lord of Eurasia is blessed with children.”

‘If we're talking about being broad-minded, I think you're a few steps ahead, my Lord.’

It was when I was swallowing that thought.

“They say a son-in-law is like a son gained late in life.”

“If it's about that matter….”

“Since Sharle wants it so much, should I stand in her way?”

“……?”

Unlike his pale face.

“I will permit your visit to the Secret Repository.”

A benevolent smile formed on Hegel's lips.

“If you wish, I will also permit you to visit the Magic Tower at any time.”

Son-in-law.

At Hegel's added words.

“……”

Killian could only remain silent.