Breathe in. Breathe out. Breathe in. Breathe out.
(Aah-, the air is so nice!)
I was completely sealed in a box without any air holes. If I were a normal baby, I would have died of suffocation a long time ago. I blew off the lid of the box I was in and then I sucked in as much air as I could with my small baby body. I couldn’t help but mutter the bitterness in my heart.
(Luckily I’m not a normal baby.)
Immediately after birth, I had a clear memory of my previous life.
Aristotereus, the Great Sage. I was called that in my previous life because of my track record of developing numerous magic and magical tools and burying many vicious demons and monsters.
……By the way, the fact that my name in this life is Reus is just a coincidence.
When I realized my own lifespan, the last thing I challenged was the great magic of reincarnation. To be honest, I thought the success rate would be about 10% at most, but I didn’t think it would really work. Well, I couldn’t choose where I was born though. And even though I was reincarnated, I was thrown away shortly after.
(Ugh… So dizzy…)
This is just a baby’s body after all… I can’t believe it’s so easy to become magically deficient…
Feeling lethargic, I couldn’t help but frown inside the box. It is impossible for a baby’s strength to break through a tightly sealed box. So, I threw a lump of magic on it. My magic was all depleted because of that though.
That measurement was really terrible. Because of the wrong measurements, I was easily disposed of. Perhaps he didn’t want to see my face anymore, but after that ceremony, my father, Galia, left my affairs to his subordinates. However, that subordinate seemed reluctant to lay his hands directly to a newborn baby, so he packed me in a box and asked a black dealer to dump me somewhere far away.
They called it a divine tool, but it’s just a broken magic tool. There’s no way I could be mistaken. It was developed by me in my previous life after all. The maximum value of memory on it is certainly up to 100, but in fact, it can be measured properly even if it is beyond that. Since it spun around eleven times, my true magic aptitude was supposed to be 1103.
No, it was probably my mistake. Rather than reading the memory, I should have made it in a format that would display the numbers instead…
However, I didn’t expect it to be used on me after my reincarnation. Well, there’s no point in regretting it now. I have to survive for the time being.
I manage to move my head and look around. What I can see on my left is a dense forest. By the way, that guy was saying that this is a magical forest or something like that. In a place like this, I can be attacked by monster at any time.
“Bufooo!”
Something appeared from my side as I was thinking. A huge, muscular man with the head of a pig came out of the forest breathing heavily.
(Orc?)
In my previous life, it was a monster that I could kill in an instant, but now that I am just born, with this weak body….
“Buhihi”
Apparently noticing me lying in the box, the orc approached me with a grin. He must have thought he had found a prey in just the right place. The orc peers into my face from above. Perhaps because it liked fat babies, a large amount of drool was dripping from its mouth.
Bang!
“Buhi?”
With a silly voice, the light disappears from the orc’s eyes. Its huge body fell backwards, and a loud thud resounded. I condensed my magic to its utmost limit and shot it at the orc’s forehead. No matter how much of my magic power is depleted, it’s still easy to kill a stupid orc who lets his guard down and sticks his head out in front of me. I just have enough power to penetrate its skull and brain though. As I expected, if a more ferocious monster came, I wouldn’t be able to deal with it.
But—
“Grrrrrrr”
—Perhaps it caught the smell of the orc, it quickly appeared from the side. It is a huge monster with a total length of more than 5 meters. The head is similar to that of a human, but the body is that of a lion, with bat-like wings and a scorpion-like tail.
It is a manticore.
(This is bad…)
It’s too much for me to handle right now. I hope it is satisfied with just that dead orc’s meat.
That’s when it happened. Just as the sky seemed to flash, something fell at a tremendous speed. Then, it crashes into the nearby ground at breakneck speed.
(…..Thank goodness)
Apparently, when it found out that I was resurrected, it rushed to me itself. Stuck there was the strongest staff that I had used in my previous life —the Holy Dragon Staff, Lindwurm.
“It’s been a long time, Master. You’ve become quite cute again.”
This is translated by Yume Neiji. Kindly read at yumeineijiworks.wordpress.com.
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