Mushoku Tensei: Reincarnated as a Beast Race-Chapter 149 - 158 - Bond

Even dedicating his time almost exclusively to his swordsmanship during his stay at the Sword Sanctuary, Rygar still set aside some time to practice his magic.

It was a way not to lose his touch and keep his magical abilities sharp.

Compared to his monstrous evolution with the sword, however, his magical progress could only be described as slow.

After all, during his time at the Sword Sanctuary, Rygar had become a North Emperor, a Water Emperor, a Sword Emperor, and a Beast Emperor.

And those were only the official titles; as Reida said, if it were only in comprehension of Water God Style, he was already on the same level as her.

The same applied to the other styles—perhaps North God Style still hid some strange techniques, but for the most part, Rygar had mastered or known them all.

All he needed now was time, time to master those abilities to an even higher level than their original owners.

On top of all that, training at the Sword Sanctuary had served to spread his name and strength across the Central Continent.

The greatest gain, however, was that he had finally completed the creation of what he believed to be the new Strongest Swordsmanship Style, the Beast God Style.

It was a style that truly blended all the nuances of combat into a form that could not be defeated by the other three styles at the same level.

Even the 'Ultimate Technique' of Beast God Style was practically finished.

Now, only the polishing of details remained before challenging Gall Farion, the Sword God, in two months, when Rygar would turn sixteen.

Among his spells, the main progress was in his gravity levitation magic, a technique he had been perfecting little by little.

It was considerably more complex than common spells, and he realized that without intense focus and dedication, it would be difficult to make any real breakthroughs.

The same situation applied to the use of his Demonic Eyes. Although he had become accustomed to using them more consistently, he still could not keep them activated unrestrictedly.

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Eris had not challenged him even once since the day she almost defeated him while he was restricting his use of touki. Rygar found it strange, but did not insist.

Later, upon hearing conversations among the girls, he discovered the reason: Aisha had "reported" his strategy of making Eris think he was still much stronger.

The little brat had realized that Rygar was really struggling to beat Eris in that last match.

To help Eris triumph definitively, Aisha suggested that she stop challenging him and focus on training intensely until she turned fifteen, which would happen in another month.

Rygar was somewhat expectant—not so much about the challenge itself, but because he had promised Ghislaine that he would give Eris an answer about his feelings when she turned fifteen.

The girl was already an extremely beautiful, strong, and fierce young woman.

Rygar was no fool and noticed that she simply did not say she liked him directly because she wanted him to take the initiative. She wanted him to see her as a woman.

She seemed determined to follow him no matter what he did.

Even if he ended up not liking her the same way, she would probably follow him to the end of her life.

That was the kind of girl she was—one who placed loyalty above all else, a trait she had probably copied from Ghislaine after living her childhood under her tutelage.

A passion and dedication so pure and intense would move even the coldest of hearts, and Rygar was no celibate monk.

Not to mention that Eris would probably become exactly the type of woman he liked most, given the 'attributes' she showed at her age.

In any case, in Rygar's mind, having lived an entire life in this world, the new morally acceptable age of adulthood for him was fifteen.

Although he knew that would be somewhat unacceptable in his previous world, he was no longer there, was he? Setting that aside, he would have to wait and see how things would unfold in a month's time.

Meanwhile, Aisha, about to turn seven, was showing impressive growth.

In Water God Style, she was already an excellent Intermediate-level swordswoman, with the first traces of touki appearing in her body.

Her talent for swordsmanship was remarkable, but for now her true brilliance lay in magic: she had mastered all schools of Attack and Healing up to Advanced level.

She was considered both a Water Saint and an Earth Saint, and was currently studying Saint-level healing magic.

As for Ghislaine, her progress in Sword God Style seemed to have hit a wall.

Still, she continued advancing steadily in Beast God Style, where her instincts and natural strength shone even more.

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At present, Rygar was face to face with Ghislaine in a special training session.

His left hand rested on her temple, beside her Magic Power Eye. Rygar himself kept his Demonic Eye activated, observing Ghislaine's magical activity in real time.

He had instructed her to train the use of her Magic Eye just over a year ago.

Although at first her advances were slow, Rygar's direct intervention had accelerated her progress significantly.

The idea came from a conversation with Badigadi in which he told him the theory of controlling another person's inner mana.

Immediately, he thought of Ghislaine and her Magic Eye.

When testing it, Rygar realized that manipulating another person's mana was, in theory, possible.

However, when trying it on random people, he noticed that the difficulty increased greatly.

Furthermore, if the target tried to resist, success would be almost impossible unless the difference in the quantity and quality of mana was very large.

The conclusion he reached was that the target's disposition was crucial—as was the emotional connection between the two parties.

The stronger the bond, the easier it was to influence the other's mana.

It was a vital discovery, as it had major implications for his future project: the transplant of Larax's Clairvoyant Eye to another person.

His first choice would be Aisha, due to her superior magical sensitivity and mana control.

If she did not accept, he would offer it to Eris, although it would be more complicated for her to master. This was not out of favoritism, but a matter of practical compatibility.

Concentrating, Rygar guided the flow of mana within Ghislaine with soft, almost imperceptible touches.

Suddenly, the woman's green eye lost its four characteristic lines in the pupil, transforming into an ordinary green eye. The Demonic Eye had been deactivated.

Ghislaine blinked several times, confused, and instinctively refocused her vision and reactivated the eye. But Rygar stopped her with a warning:

"Remember the path your mana takes..."

Ghislaine narrowed her eyes, took a deep breath, and then opened the Demonic Eye with total concentration.

Slowly, almost naturally, she managed to deactivate it again, this time on her own, with only a light guiding nudge from Rygar.

She was half in shock, moving her head side to side to test her normal vision.

Her tail, on the other hand, betrayed her excitement: it began swishing back and forth energetically.

Despite her still serious, focused face, there was a curious, animated sparkle in her eyes.

It was a small step, but also an important milestone: Ghislaine was consciously mastering her Magic Power Eye for the first time.

She seemed extremely excited, though her expression remained serious, and she began observing everything around her attentively.

Next to Rygar and Ghislaine, a huge bonfire burned vigorously, crackling and sending golden sparks into the night sky.

Over the embers, several improvised spits turned slowly, roasting large pieces of meat, the succulent smell spreading through the cold night air, whetting everyone's appetite.

Nearby, Eris and Nina faced off in a small friendly spar.

Both wielded only wooden swords, exchanging quick, loud blows while teasing and laughing between thrusts.

They fought seriously, but without real hostility.

Jino stood beside the girls, talking with Ginav. He also acted as the referee for the spar between Eris and Nina.

Seated in a circle, Gall Farion, Timothy Britz, and Clint were talking with none other than Demon King Badigadi, all visibly drunk.

They shared an improvised beer barrel, made with a stone handle created by Aisha with earth magic.

Laughter rang out loud and constant, filling the atmosphere with contagious energy.

Meanwhile, Aisha helped Nina's and Jino's mothers prepare the food for the feast.

In these three years that Rygar and his group had spent at the Sword Sanctuary, their relationship with the local residents had evolved significantly.

Strong bonds of friendship had formed, especially with Jino, Nina, and Isolte, who had not only trained together but also fought side by side in various situations.

But there was a factor that accelerated this closeness even more: the arrival of Badigadi.

How to describe it...? The Demon King had a unique charm—a living, vibrant energy that enlivened everyone around him.

His constant loud laughter, his exaggerated stories, and his positive attitude made the atmosphere much lighter. It was as if, simply by being present, he dissolved invisible tensions among people.

Of course, that was only possible because he was strong.

His strength was unquestionable, and his carefree stance toward life was admirable—someone who knew exactly what he wanted to do in life and acted accordingly.

Except for Reida and a few others, most of the residents of the Sword Sanctuary got along very well with Badigadi.

He had an aura similar to many at the Sword Sanctuary, that of a warrior thirsty for battles.

Holding the huge beer barrel by its stone handle, Badigadi laughed heartily as he said:

"I'm serious! Laplace could kill all of us together if he wanted! Bwahahahaha! Not even the Sword God or the Red Wolf could defeat him together!"

Timothy, as drunk as he was, replied:

"Cut it out! How could Laplace react to the Longsword of Light?!"

Badigadi paused to think, frowning theatrically before bursting into another laugh:

"I don't know! But he would! Hahahaha!"

This absurd reply sparked an even more heated discussion about the possibilities of a hypothetical battle against Laplace, with many shouts and more laughter.

Ghislaine, sitting next to Rygar, watched the scene with her 'new vision' and a small smile.

She then activated and deactivated her Demonic Eye to remember the sensation and softly commented:

"Rygar..."

"Hm?" he replied, still watching the joyful chaos ahead.

"This place is really livelier than when I left it... People have changed a bit."

Ghislaine leaned back against Rygar, who was now taller than her. Rygar, naturally, adjusted his position to accommodate her comfortably.

"Do you think this will lessen the overall strength of the practitioners?" he asked, curious.

Ghislaine smiled lightly as she looked at everyone:

"On the contrary. In the past, people already sought strength when they came here. But now, it's as if an incessant will for combat has taken hold of this place. A flaming, intense will."

Rygar followed her gaze. He observed Jino, who chatted happily with Ginav while refereeing Eris and Nina.

He looked at the Sword Emperors alongside Gall and Badigadi, all laughing and arguing.

And then at Aisha and the women, who, despite their gentle appearances, were both High-Level Sword Saints.

He whispered:

"You may be right..."

For a brief moment, Rygar allowed himself to relax and simply absorb that rare moment of peace and tranquility.

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In the depths of a hidden cave among the mountains of the vast and wild Sacred Sword Region, lay a creature that brutally contrasted with anything found in that arid and hostile land.

There, enveloped by shadows and the mountain's pulsing heat, slept an immense red dragon.

Its scales gleamed like rubies under the scant light that managed to penetrate the cave's darkness, and a reddish vapor slowly escaped from its nostrils, tinting the surrounding air with a hot, oppressive mist.

Around the colossal dragon, protected like precious treasures, lay fifteen large eggs—Red Dragon Eggs— their thick, sturdy shells reflecting a dull glow in the stifling environment.

The creature had a colossal wingspan, larger than many buildings, and its dormant body was a vision as majestic as it was terrifying.

To any ordinary observer, it would be impossible to imagine that such a beast was, in a way, treated as a mere pet.

The soft sound of footsteps echoed through the cave as a figure approached the entrance.

A beastman, tall at 1.88 meters, with a sculpted physique and defined muscles from intense training, entered the dragon's domain.

His attentive eyes and firm steps showed no fear—only a calm familiarity with that environment.

It was then that, emerging from the darkness like a black lightning bolt, a huge wolf leaped in front of him.

Its predatory eyes fixed on the intruder, fangs bared, body tense like a spring ready to launch.

Yet, upon recognizing the figure before him, the threat vanished instantly.

The wolf, now wagging its tail vigorously, ran and leapt onto the man, knocking him down almost like a dog eager to greet its owner.

Rygar laughed out loud as he received the affectionate embrace of the enormous beast.

"Hey, Skoll, how are you doing, boy?" he said, laughing and petting the wolf amidst caresses and playful gestures.

Skoll, already seven years old, had reached the maximum size allowed by his breed, and was at the peak of his strength—a level equivalent to a High-Level Saint.

Still, due to natural limitations of his lineage, he could not surpass his racial barrier by training alone. So even with all his training, he couldn't become any stronger.

After playing for a bit with Skoll, Rygar walked to a pool of water inside the cave. He then filled a large vessel with fresh water using magic.

At the familiar sound of water echoing through the cave, the gigantic red dragon opened its golden eyes and fixed them on Rygar. fгee𝑤ebɳoveɭ.cøm

Ezkalor, unlike Skoll, had not stopped growing since Rygar found him. He was even larger than three years ago.

That was why Rygar was not worried about the logistics of getting to Milis; he had recently commissioned the blacksmiths and leatherworkers to build a new giant saddle, designed to accommodate several people on the dragon's back.

The biggest challenge would be accommodating Skoll alongside the passengers, but considering Ezkalor was about eight to nine times larger than Skoll, with proper adjustments, it would be fully feasible.

Initially, Rygar planned to take Ghislaine, Eris, Aisha, and Skoll, all comfortably mounted on Ezkalor.

Nina had already expressed her desire to join the Legion later, and after a conversation with Jino, it became clear that he would join too—Jino's fervent passion for Nina was, to say the least, admirable.

However, neither of them would join immediately.

Nina wanted, first, to earn the title of Sword King, which was somewhat of a turning point for her father, the Sword God Gall Farion.

As proof of a disciple's skill upon reaching that level, he even gifted them personal swords from his valuable collection.

Currently, five of those swords already had owners: Rygar, Ghislaine, Eris, Timothy, and Clint.

Only two remained.

In any case, Rygar had already inspected the saddles and all the equipment for the journey and, satisfied with the result, turned his attention back to the dragon eggs.

With his Magic Eye, Rygar examined each egg attentively.

For anyone without a Magic Power Eye, the wait could be torturous. After all, dragon eggs took many years to hatch.

Rygar didn't know exactly how long those eggs had been incubating before he stole them from the dragons, but it had been almost two years since they had been under his responsibility, and now, finally, they were very close to hatching.

Probably, in another year or slightly less, new dragons would emerge in the world.

Ezkalor treated those eggs as if they were his own offspring, guarding them with extreme zeal and care.

Rygar wondered if that protective instinct was common among all dragons, but regardless, he saw it as an unexpected advantage.

He approached Ezkalor and conveyed rough instructions to the dragon: the next day, artisans would come to test various equipment prototypes, and Ezkalor should cooperate with them.

After playing a bit more with Skoll, Rygar bid farewell to his companions and left the cave, his thoughts already turned to the next challenges.

Eris's challenge would take place in a month, and it would also be her fifteenth birthday.

The duel against the current Sword God would occur in two months. And then, he would leave the Sword Sanctuary.

And with every step Rygar took, the feeling that new things were coming grew stronger and stronger.

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